A Swift Kick In The Slats
I don’t necessarily approve of this sort of thing. But I like watching her cheeks ripple:
From Too Sexy For My .Gif.
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Summertime, And Nettles
On a rare sunny day in England, Fred went and got frisky with duct tape and stinging nettles:
You need a lot of tape to effectively tape someone to a tree, I wound some around her middle, then taped her hands to the trunk at shoulder height. At this point I discovered it was next to impossible to get her jeans and knickers pulled down so I struggled for a while.
“Serves you right for not picking a better spot.” She pushed her tummy hard against the tree just to make the jean removing more difficult.
Once the jeans and knickers were off I taped her legs to the tree but I was fast running out of tape and had to resort to splitting the tape along it’s length to make it last. (Note to self: you need three rolls next time.)
I smacked her bottom with my hand for being naughty and not letting me get her jeans off.
I looked around for a suitable coppiced tree to cut a few switches but I was distracted by the stinging nettles. I cut a few off and held them in a tissue to protect my hand. I lightly ran the nettles over her bottom.
“What’s that?” she asked.
“Feel anything?”
“Feels funny, what is it?”
“Nettles!”
She wiggled her bottom and I ran the nettles over again. Her bottom had developed some red marks and some bumps.
“It stings.” She complained.
“That’s the idea, stinging nettles should sting.”
I smacked her bottom a few more times with my hand.
“Ow! That hurts.”
I smacked her harder.
Spanking Scrapbook #1: A Cruel Captivity
A few weeks ago a reader emailed me to ask if I wanted his collection of spanking images. It turns out he had a thin manila envelope of pages torn from various spanking and BDSM publications over many years — a little personal porn scrapbook, which he was apparently desirous of parting with and was offering to mail to me. So of course I said “sure” and in the fullness of time, it arrived in my mailbox.
As you would expect, there’s quite a variety. Some I’ve seen, some are images that have become ubiquitous and familiar on the internet, but there’s much that’s obscure and novel (to me). Perhaps the most cruel image is this breast-whipping scene featuring a freshly-branded woman in the foreground:
As it came to me it was a digest-sized full-page illustration torn from an unknown publication on cheap non-glossy paper. Google Image Search says it’s new to the internet. I’ve seen the art style before, but I can’t place the artist. If you recognize the artist or the art and can identify it, please comment!
The Marking Bikini
Apparently this is an actual product, made in Italy by an outfit called KiSkin:
The sun tattoo could be a tan or a burn, depending on how long it took to get, but it’s very cute either way. I wonder if they make one with a lattice pattern, short slits along the very outside curve of her cheeks, so she can get sun-tanned faux caning marks?
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Coming Out As A Spanko
Coming out as a spanko. To your longtime lover and fiance who sort-of knows but thinks it’s just a little bit of a sometimes sex thing. And doing it in the pages of the New York Times.
That takes a certain sort of courage. But this lady is clearly one of us. It’s a great piece.
Here’s a very true bit:
But when I started college and got my first personal computer, everything changed. In online anonymity I found a community that shared my interest and insecurities. I wasn’t looking for partners to “play” with (as it’s called); spanking, to me, is as intimate as sex, and not to be shared with someone I didn’t love. I just wanted a forum to express my otherwise unexpressible side.
“What did you all do before the Internet?” I asked a woman in an online forum.
“The brave ones looked for personal ads,” she replied. “The rest of us were lonely.”
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Caned In Silk PJs
I believe I know a girl who would gladly take this caning. If, that is, she was allowed to keep the spectacular silk wizard-pajamas, afterwards:
Put a pointy hat on her and she’d soon have all the brooms carrying her water!
From Girls Boarding School.
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Wife Spanking And Anal Sex
A well-spanked wife posted this in the epic Should Wives Be Spanked? comment thread, but I thought it was worth a post of its own:
Years after my divorce I met this wonderful guy, one I had gone to school with. He’s very gentle and soft spoken, treats me like the most precious thing in life. One day I reverted to prior behavior and began telling him what to do about a financial matter, I knew best of course, I’d been handling it for fifteen years.
Imagine my shock when he pulled me to the bedroom and ordered me to take off everything! I said no way and got some unexpected ‘help’. He’s a whole lot taller than I am and strong. I was so mad, but I was smart enough not to scream at him over it because he was already angry. He didn’t yell but he didn’t relent either.
When he sat in the chair in the bedroom he pulled me down over his lap and it felt pretty precarious, then he grabbed my brush off the dresser and what a shock I got. He was serious, too, this wasn’t any timid five swats and I was up. I didn’t count them, I was fighting until I realized I was just making it a lot worse. He ordered me to spread my legs and at that point I did. The pain was absolutely excruciating.
When I thought I might pass out from the pain he stood me up then prodded me to the bed. Well, turns out his finale to a spanking is doggy style and not always in the conventional place. That was my first experience with anal sex which – who knew? – turned me on so much that now I sometimes I’d get out of hand on purpose. He always knows…