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This is the first spanking bench I’ve ever seen that’s designed to combine strict bondage with the convenience and spanking intimacy of the OTK position. Now I want one!
In the recent “Bad Girl” update from Infernal Restraints, Syren De Mer has, you guessed it, been a bad girl. This spanking is only one of her punishments, but by the time it’s done she seems quite chastened indeed!
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This artworks comes from the cover of the pulp women-in-prison novel Leather. Sales copy: “The prison was a hellhole, where trustees wore leather!”
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Obtaining consent is important, but for a would-be dominant there’s a right way — oh, heck, there are a zillion right ways — and then there’s this way:
Found at Femdom Resource. Cartoon is by Francis Wilford Smith.
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Kate Sloan at Girly Juice writes about the effect of weed on her spankings, and how she enjoyed for a time a spanking relationship that wasn’t necessarily also about sex:
In September of last year, I had a near-weekly tradition. I would go to a boy friend’s house (a boy-space-friend, not a boyfriend, you understand), we would smoke weed, he would catch me up on his various Adventure Zone headcanons, and then he would spank me.
The weed served two purposes. First of all, it helped us two awkward anxious bunnies relax around each other. And secondly, it made his spankings feel like molten-hot fireworks exploding in my skin.
“Do you wanna go to my room?” he’d ask when we’d been chilling on the living-room couch for an hour or two, and that was code for: “Do you want me to beat your ass raw with a paperback novel?” Every time, I’d quirk a grin at him and say, “Yeah.” And we would go.
Though I’ve loved being spanked for years, it wasn’t until I met this boy that I thought I might be able to come from it. It always seemed nearly-mine, like an apple on a swaying branch beyond my grasp – but I could never quite get at it. The trying was fun, though.
What I loved most about our arrangement was that sex was never assumed, never a foregone conclusion. The spanking was the main course. The weed was the garnish. The good conversation was the appetizer. And when the meal was done, I could shimmy back into my skirt, say goodnight, and go home, wetness dripping down the inside of my thigh in a guilty ribbon. “Text me when you get home safe,” he’d tell me sternly at the door. He wasn’t my dom but he was a good snack to tide me over in between feasts. A good friend to have. A good warm hand on my ass.
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In the latest kinky lesbian BDSM update from Whipped Ass (which is now part of Kink.com’s Kink Unlimited porn offering) we join a spanking in progress:
Our lady spanker is unrelenting, too; she keeps a paddle in her hand “for encouragement” throughout the amazingly raunchy bondage strap-on sex that follows the initial spanking.
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This pulpy lesbian spanking art is from the front of a life-in-the-sorority pulp novel called Passion’s Puppet. Artist not known.
Rain DeGrey is fully committed when she plays. She’s not tied there, but when it’s whipping time, she wants to be whipped, not tickled. She’s tough, she can take it:
From Paintoy.
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