When the inmates take over the asylum, things can get ugly fast. Just by the devilish gleam in this girl’s eyes, you can see the lust for power growing, and you know she’s about to go all Lord Of the Flies on some other poor girl’s bottom, probably some girl who was her best mate not 72 hours before:
And you would be right:
Pictures, of course, are from Girls Boarding School.
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Burning candle for hot wax…CHECK!
Vibrating anal beads…CHECK!
Bit of bondage rope for her wrists…CHECK!
Whiffle-ball style ball gag…CHECK!
Riding crop…CHECK!
Looks like we have all the ingredients we need for a good party!

This looks like a really old bit of CG anime art from one of those old-school animated Japanese porn games.
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Karl Elvis says Alebeard has the best job in the world.
And then he says it again.
And if you follow those links, you’ll see why he says so.
(Alebeard of course is the creative sadistic genius behind Pain Toy.)
{CRACKLE}
“MSU to Base, come in! MSU to Base, come in!”
{CRACKLE}
“Mobile Spanking Unit, this is Camp Smack That Ass Base Control, we read you, over. I say again, we read you loud and clear, over.”
This is an account of the doings of Camp Smack That Ass at the legendary Burning Man event, and their habit of giving away paddles to people who will hold still for spankings.
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This corner time photo promises kinky fun still to come. Yes, her bottom is already red from spanking, and she’s been given a few minutes to think penitent thoughts about her behavior, but if you click through to the uncropped version of the picture, you’ll see that there’s a large dildo and a bottle of lube on the counter behind her:
The night is young, I tell you!
Image credit: Whipped Ass.
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So I’m surfing some random Tumblrs and suddenly I see:
I want to one day make a paddle that is designed with the word “SLUT” imprinted backwards so that when she sees the spanking that was done to her the next day she knows why.
And instantly I think, dude, you need to get out more, you can buy that:
Although I’ll confess, I never was actually tempted to buy one of these, “slut” not being a word that rattles around in much in either my working or in my fantasy vocabulary. Perhaps if they made one that just had star shapes on it, then we’d be in business. Can you picture me whaling away while misquoting Dr. Seuss? “The red-bottomed sneeches have stars upon thars!”
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