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She wore the proverbial chain-mail bikini (although if you like to be pedantic, it’s neither chain mail, nor precisely a bikini) to her whipping! How much good, do you suppose, it did her?
The answer, of course, is that it did her very little good. She still got well whipped.
Image credit: Pain Gate.
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She seems pretty interested in that one cane stripe she’s gotten:
I guess they are pretty lenient at St. Mackenzie’s school for (bad) girls.
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A reader sent me the following email, with permission to share. It made me laugh, too:
I had a tough day yesterday, and my husband spanked me into a better mood. Later he said, “I hit your bottom and the bad thoughts go flying out of your head.”
Pause.
“Like a salt shaker. Or ketchup.”
Pause.
“Uh-oh, I’m objectifying women.”
I laughed so hard.
Thanks!
In The Slave Girl And The Lash, by F.E. Campbell, our heroine is disgruntled that she’s been stolen from the woman who owned and loved her. She’s been sold off to some sort of high-end whipping brothel and she’s not happy about it:
“What’s your favourite whip?” he asked without humour. He seemed bored. “Actually I prefer to cane your bottom. It’s the English thing, y’know. D’you mind?”
“Would it make any difference?” I asked coldly. “I mean, if I did mind?”
“Oh yes.” He seemed faintly amused. “You’d kick up a fuss and get it twice as hard. Doing it your way I’ll feel a bastard and go easy.”
“Thank you.”
“It’s the nature of the male erection,” he confided in the same bored tone. “If the female fights, it’s potent. If she pleads and has to be gagged, it’s a turn on. If she’s beautiful and has a well curved behind she’ll get no mercy.”
“That last one’s me, isn’t it?”
He actually laughed. “I like that. Yes, it’s you. But I’m told you’re different. One of those who want it, eh?”
“I can’t convince them I’m only like that when I’m loved,” I told him unhappily. “These people probably know all about making money, but they don’t know a thing about girls.”
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So the lovely and talented Rain DeGrey got booted out of the most recent adult video awards show in Las Vegas for doing her “booth babe” job a little too well. When you’re working a booth, your main job is to attract attention from a jaded crowd. How did Rain do that? She did it like this:
Here’s how it went down, in her own words:
After a few hours of pressing the flesh, the owner of the booth turned to me with a wicked grin and said “Hey Rain, I have an idea! Why doesn’t you take Sasha Pain up by the front doors and spank her? That would be fun!” So I did. And it was ever so much fun. Right up until the point security guards came rushing up through the crowd and hauled us away to a chorus of disappointed boos. Security didn’t really know what to do with us. They seemed surprised that we were totally sober and compliant. Like making out with hot girls in front of a crowd was something you would have to be drunk or high to do.
There was video, but mean ol’ YouTube already deleted it.
Really, I’m surprised they threw her out of the show; if they’d had any sense, they would have installed a booth babe spanking tube just inside the entrance and given her an award for the idea.
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Sometimes, it’s OK to leave her panties on. For example, consider Chastity Lynn in chains at Device Bondage:
What do you suppose her bottom looks like from a better angle? In fact, it looks like this:
Did you notice the panties? Did the panties bother you? Did they make this scene even a little bit less sexy?
Me, I don’t think so. And one other thing I don’t think: I don’t think they offered her much protection from a caning, either:
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Don’t you just love to see somebody who is wholly engaged with what they are doing?
