Bound For The Martinet Whipping
This vintage-looking photo of the aftermath of a good bondage martinet whipping comes in via Snapped Garters:
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This vintage-looking photo of the aftermath of a good bondage martinet whipping comes in via Snapped Garters:
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From Submissive Ginger on Tumblr:
After I got out of the shower and even before I dried off, he walked me into the bedroom, bent me over his knee, lectured me about the rules, and then hit me ten times with the belt. I was crying hysterically by the fifth one, and then he gave me five more. It’s the worst kind of punishment. No aftercare, no holding, no nothing. He just leaves me like that crying on the floor.
I hated him this morning…but then by around 4pm I was mostly over it and already missing him and wondering when he’d be home to hold me.
I remember an arresting image from a porn book I read many years ago. A young adult woman had been bound to a post (part of a gazebo I believe) in a garden by her younger step-sisters, who were wont to torment her in such ways. They had just bared her breasts and begun to tease her when an older man / love interest of the bound sister appeared in the garden. All loose sisters flee, but the man cannot resist approaching his bound love interest and (when she reproaches / refuses him verbally) he begins to “tickle” her breasts with stinging nettles he finds nearby. Her pleas grow increasingly frantic as his arousal builds and his sexual demands become more explicit…
For obvious reasons, these photos from Shadow Slaves have reminded me of the scene:
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From a 1932 edition of Nell In Bridewell:

“How many strokes?” asked Cunigund, in a quiet, zealous official tone.
“Until it is enough,” answered the governor harshly.
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A very nice combination of leather straps, tattoos, and a riding crop in this detail from a Device Bondage photo:
The lady with the tattoos is Kathryn Dupri.
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