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I got an email from a reader, which I have lightly edited for privacy purposes and brevity. I’m posting it here with my response in case readers may have additional suggestions. The reader asks:

My girl and I were spanko in spirit for a very long time before we met each other. She is dark skinned and neither bruises easily or raises welts. I have hand spanked her with enough force both of those should of happened. Is there a way too prep her skin so that the welts would raise easier? I am intrigued by the idea of leaving welts on her so she can feel them and be reminded of our activities. I have tried an 18-inch flogger with one-eighth-inch suede straps, but that left no marks either.

I hear you! Bethie, too, has darker skin that does not mark easily.

I have seen welts (red marks) from hand spankings in photographs, but never in person. I suspect they are more common on pale skin and bottoms that haven’t been spanked very much. And puffy raised welts from a hand spanking would strike me as a rarity. Is there a way to prep her skin so that these are more likely? I should imagine so, but I haven’t heard of this. Any readers have input?

Your suede flogger also seems to me likely to be too gentle to leave serious welts, although I would expect some reddening. No, your true friend for welt creation is a riding crop or a cane. Of the two, the riding crop is friendlier; it concentrates the striking force in usually-rectangular area of a few square inches or centimeters, making it easy to leave a prominent red mark and (with a little more striking force) a puffy raised area.

The cane, wielded with vigor, is even more likely to leave a memorable welt. These will be longer, narrower, and more likely to be puffy, raised, and painful enough to feel with fingers for a few days afterwards.

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Spanking model Alex Reynolds just couldn’t keep it together at dinner:

About halfway through our meal, I discovered that the table wasn’t exactly even, and by leaning on it, I could make it shift. It wasn’t enough to spill anything or disturb anything, but Paul told me to stop it. So I did. But then I did it again — entirely by accident, of course! And the third and fourth and fifth time were by accident, too. I was very accident prone, until he leaned over and whispered in my ear:

“You’re going to get spanked for being so naughty when we get home. If you keep this up, you’re going to get spanked here.”

I doubted that he would actually spank me in a restaurant, but since it was my favorite place, I didn’t want to risk it. Despite feeling a bit squirmy after this scolding, I sat quietly through the rest of the meal and pushed only one button in the elevator on the way back down.

Once we got home, we snuggled up on the sofa for a while. I continued to talk a mile a minute to catch up on all the things that he had missed while gone. Eventually, the subject changed to my earlier naughtiness.

“I think you need to be spanked for making such mischief, and for disobeying me,” he told me, pulling me over his lap as he sat on the sofa and lifting my short, heart-printed dress. I was wearing white cotton panties with pink hearts on them, and he rubbed my bottom gently for a while: it was still slightly tender from having been spanked so thoroughly the night before. Then, he started to spank me. The sound rang through the room, sounding incredibly loud, and I let out a sound which was not just caused by the sharp sting. He continued, slowly and firmly, and I cooed, purred, whimpered and wriggled. I wanted more. I wanted to be spanked even harder, and I wanted it to be faster.

He teased me for a few moments, but the spanking grew, and it got exactly that: hard and fast. Soon I was gasping, overwhelmed, unable to process each individual sensation until it grew into one big, all encompassing feeling and I slipped, as if underwater, into a delicate, passive place. I was flushed with arousal and entirely content. After a few minutes, he stopped and leaned in to whisper to me again: “I don’t think that spanking you is enough. I’m going to beat you.” He stood me up and pulled my dress all the way off, enjoying the sight of me standing in my panties for a moment before giving me an instruction: “Go get my cane.”

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Sometimes new inductees into the Shah’s harem don’t appreciate their great good fortune. When they balk at their new duties, they have to be reminded that there are always worse things that can happen:

From the Dofantasy comic Beauty Queens In Harem, via Bondage Blog.

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There’s a charming little interlude near the beginning of Aishling Morgan’s book Maiden that mixes forced masturbation with punishment. A spoiled but sheltered noblewoman gets a new sexual notion from her not-so-sheltered lady’s maid, but obviously isn’t quite sure what to do with it. And we spankos will appreciate what she did next. When in doubt, spank somebody:

When Aisla had hinted to Elethrine of the pleasures of playing with her tuppenny, Elethrine had ordered the poor girl to do it, not believing it was possible. Aisla had protested, but under the threat of a paddling, had agreed. Blushing furiously, the maid had raised her skirts, opened her single pair of drawers, pulled apart her pantalettes to reveal a neat, pale pink tuppenny. With her eyes closed in embarrassment, Aisla had started to rub at the little bump towards the top of the soft pink centre.

As she played, her embarrassment had faded, until she was lying with her thighs spread wide, breathing deeply as her fingers worked in the wet, fleshy folds between her legs. The maid had popped her breasts out of her bodice after a while, feeling them and sighing and arching her body in a pleasure that was obviously no pretence. At the end Aisla had cried out as if in pain and called her mistress’s name, only to revert to coy blushes within the minute.

Elethrine had watched the display with the warmth between her own thighs becoming increasingly urgent. By the end she had felt so discomfited that she had ordered A isla to strip to her underwear and kneel on the bed with her haunches up. Elethrine had then opened the maid’s drawers wide to get at the full breadth of trim bottom. The position had left Aisla’s tuppenny and bottom ring showing, to Elethrine’s delight, and she had taken further pleasure in describing to Aisla how she looked. Elethrine had then beaten the poor maid across her bare buttocks, using a wooden rule, then a hairbrush and finally the thin cane that was kept for her own discipline.

Far from soothing her nerves, the act of beating her maid had only served to heighten Elethrine’s discomfiture. The harder she beat, the worse it had become, until Aisla’s bottom had become the colour of a ripe cherry and the unfortunate maid was crying into a pillow. Finally Elethrine had had to abandon the process and, feeling very odd indeed, had ordered Aisla to draw her a cool bath.

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With a jogger coming up the path behind them on a fine sunny morning, she didn’t really believe he’d make her take down her pants and panties for a public correction. In this, as in many things, she was wrong:

Pictures are from Real Spankings.

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Here’s a cane to reckon with: the 36-inch bamboo canes.

I don’t have personal experience of this toy for the best reason, which is that Bethie doesn’t do bamboo. Before I knew her she had a bad experience with a cheap splintery bamboo cane, and the lesson she took from that was that “don’t use bamboo” was her new safety rule. I think that’s perhaps a bit of overcaution, but we’ve got so many spanking toys, it hasn’t exactly been much of a constraining limit. And in any case, this item isn’t your garden-variety splintery jumped-up tomato stake:

This beautifully handcrafted bamboo cane is anything but typical. It is thicker, heavier and more rigid than other canes of its type, making it closer to those used for official corporal punishment in countries like Singapore.

It is stiff enough to be used as a lightweight walking cane, making it multi-functional.

Length: 36″. Minimum diameter: 5/8″ (1.6 cm). There is a metal tip on the end.

Now, bend over!

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The women of the village take a very dim view of a sultry young seductress who goes sniffing around their husbands. And their methods of social censure and ostracism can be rather severe:

Pictures are from Spanking And Shame.

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