Spanking Blog: Adult Erotic Spanking At Its Best

Here’s a rare pare of links featuring M/m spanking. I know a few of you like this sort of thing, and though it’s outside the usual Spanking Blog editorial remit, I make the odd exception for links of exceptional quality. I think this pair of photos qualifies.

The scene is a study. A naked young man stands in a sitz bath before a roaring fire. A very severe tutor in academic gowns is lecturing him, and gesturing with a nasty looking bundle of birch rods.

In the next picture, he’s moved the bath, and he’s now bent over a chair before the fire. The rods are in use, and his wet bottom is turning red.

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• All For A Diary
• Spanking Ads From South Africa
• Figging Story
• Public Spanking Machine

You can’t cane yourself — well, not easily, anyway — but it looks like newly-appointed Deputy Headmistress Elise at St. Mackenzie’s would like to try:

It’s the stripper shoes that earn this girl her whipping in this Pain Gate whipping extravaganza, it has to be! Or maybe the whole fluffy white hooker outfit? “Uncle” Vanya does not approve:

Via Kinky Delight.

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• Those Mean Old Cowboys
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• Wife Whipping For Debt Collection
• Whip Tip On A Breast

Of course they do…if they didn’t, there wouldn’t be any good girls in the world for long, would there be?

Anyway, this was Dollie’s discovery:

Apparently good girls get caned. I was very polite with him, yet he pushed me down onto the bed, rubbing his filthy hands roughly against my ass. I wiggled, and whimpered but he drew his hand back and laid it upon my ass hard! I gasped, I wasn’t ready, but he didn’t care. He struck me again and I wriggled against His hand as he held my thigh against his groin. I could feel hard cock rubbing against my left thigh through His khaki slacks.

My ass grew red as he continued his attack on my soft, plump cheeks. I cried out, sobbed, but nothing would stop him! Then he took it out, from his bag of tricks. It was the cane. I was terrified, I attempted to get away, clawing at the sheets. He laid the horrid piece of wood across my ass cheeks. I knew at that moment, whether I wanted it or not that I had to lay still and take it…

I found this excellent drawing by Waldo at the blog of Leia-Ann Woods:

Use the martinet, stow the martinet, tell the girl you’re going for a beer and will be back in a few minutes after her welts have had time to rise. “Don’t go anywhere, and don’t you dare drop the whip!”

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• Masked Woman With Martinet
• The Martinet For The Maid
• Welts, And A Martinet
• A Martinet Whipping
• A Tabletop Martinet Spanking

Via Chross comes this link to a blog post about Basil Gogos paintings for adventure magazines. Among the included examples are two sets of girls showing recent evidence of painful whipping:

(The Nazi in the top painting reminds me that yesterday Bondage Blog did a seven-year roundup of bondage posts involving Nazis and prison camps and women-in-prison and such.)

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• Nazi Cane and Crop Interrogation
• Whip Interrogator
• Kneeling At His Boots
• Tyrant And Slave-Girl
• Nazi With A Whip

From The Memoirs of Dolly Morton, as found in the archives at Bondage Blog:

Miss Dean flinched convulsively, uttered a startled cry , then looked round with an expression of disgust on her face. Eyes flashing she exclaimed:

‘How dare you touch me there! Take your hand away! Just whip me and let me go!’

She writhed and twisted in anguish but Stevens kept his hand in the cleft of her thighs , saying with a coarse laugh:

‘She’s a woman sure enough, boys! I got my hand right on her hairy slit!’

Then he said to the outraged woman:

‘My hand won’t hurt you. But if you make any more complainin’ you’ll find something bigger and harder between your legs! Now I’ll get on and flog you right away and its my guess you’ll soon be begging for something else instead!’

He withdrew his hand and Miss Dean ceased to struggle, her head drooped once more and she lay silently awaiting her shameful punishment.

Stevens raised the switch and flicked it about, so as to make it hiss through the air, then he brought it down with considerable force across the upper part of her bottom; the tough hickory spray making a sharp crack as it struck the firm flesh which quivered involuntarily under the stinging stroke.