Belt-Spanked Club Girl
The poor girl strung up for the belt whipping is provided for the members of the club, and I don’t think she’s getting paid enough:
Artwork is from Sad Club by Dominique Saint-Marc.
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The poor girl strung up for the belt whipping is provided for the members of the club, and I don’t think she’s getting paid enough:
Artwork is from Sad Club by Dominique Saint-Marc.
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Looking at this photo, I feel like there’s a mismatch between the size of the paddle, the size of Kiki Cali’s fairly thin and unpadded bottom, and the slight smile on her face:
I feel as if that paddle has not yet swung in earnest. It’s just lining up. Kiki knows what’s coming, but she hasn’t felt it yet, not today! Her face shows foreknowledge, not current experience.
From Real Spankings.
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I don’t read French quite well enough to make out the caption of this piece for typing into Google translate. My Twitter source captions it “L’enfer du Couvent, French, c. 1830. Artist unknown.” Machine tranlation turns “L’enfer du Couvent” into “The Hell Of The Convent” for whatever that may be worth.
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You can tell you are dealing with true rubber fetishists here, because they have applied the principle of “if wearing a little bit of rubber is good, then we are going to cover ever square inch of our bodies with absolutely as many layers of rubber and latex as we can possibly cram ourselves into”:
Photo is actually a partial detail; click for the uncropped version.
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She got invited to a little picnic party in the woods, but maybe she should have asked a few more questions:
Artwork is by Predondo, for a Dofantasy comic called The Hotties Next Door 8.
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Discovering that spankings really hurt is a favorite theme of this blog. Not coincidentally, it’s also the title of this artwork. It’s Spankings Hurt! by BlissTonic:
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I have usually found the various games of pool and billiards to be dull, but this is a new use for the billiard table that I can entirely get behind:
Artwork is by unknown artist, from a 1913 French book Au bon vieux temps by an author with the unlikely but amusing name of “James Lovebirch.” I’ll bet he did, our James, I’ll just bet he did.
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