He Dares To Spank His Wife

He’s an earl, this is a surprise?

From a book called World Without End by Ken Follett:

She saw him staring. “Don’t look at me,” she said. “Go to bed.” She threw the soiled garment in the laundry hamper. She went to the clothes press and lifted its lid. She found another nightdress. Ralph raked her with his eyes as she lifted it out. He stared at her uplifted breasts, and the mound of her sex with its dark hair, and his mouth went dry.

She caught his look. “Don’t you touch me,” she said.

If she had not said that, he would have probably lain down and gone to sleep. But her swift rejection stung him. “I’m the Earl of Shiring, and you’re my wife,” he said. “I’ll touch you any time I like.”

“You wouldn’t dare” she said, and she turned away to put on the gown.

That angered him. As she lifted the garment to put it on over her head, he slapped her bottom. It was a hard slap on bare skin, and he could tell that it hurt her. She jumped and cried out. “So much for not daring” he said.

Found on the Chross forums.

Butt Hook Keeps Her Still For Spanking

I’m pretty sure Dana Fox isn’t yelling in this photograph because of the leather paddle spanking she’s getting … or at least, she’s not yelling about that, alone. No, the butt hook tied to her pony tail (converting all her struggles into intimate and perilous internal sensations) probably has more to do with it:

dana fox spanked with a butt hook inserted and tied to her hair to keep her from wiggling

Rotating around for another view, I’d say, yup, definitely the butt hook. And it’s worth looking at the the rest of the shoot, too, because there’s also the little matter of the ordeal of the four canes she has to go through…

Image credit goes to Whipped Ass.

Lick It Or Whip It?

I have this problem all the time. The man says “I don’t know whether to lick it or whip it.”

Fortunately, one can generally do both.

Stripping For A Caning

I went dipping again into the treasure trove I mentioned a few weeks ago of production stills from Lupus movies, and was rewarded with this set, of a schoolgirl very reluctantly stripping for her caning punishment:

schoolgirl knows she\'s about to be punished

school girl slowly begins to take off her clothes for her caning

naked and sullen schoolgirl hides herself while she waits for her cane punishment to begin

Don’t forget to click that last picture to see a larger version.

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Buying A Riding Crop

In the movie 9 1/2 Weeks, this is just a throwaway scene, but it’s quite a bit hotter in the book:

We are both laden down with packages when he says, “I have to get one more thing.” And hails a cab. We end up in Brooklyn, at a small, obscure hunting store. There are two clerks, one dignified and elderly, one in his teens, no other customers. He is pricing insulated vests, the kind to be worn under windbreakers.

I put my parcels on a chair, walk around, get bored, sit down on the edge of an old mahogany desk, pick up and leaf through a three-year-old New Yorker, which miraculously looks brand new.

“This one, I guess,” he says. I look over at the counter, he is looking back at me. He is holding a riding crop.

“I’d like to try it out.” There is a peculiar shift; from one second to the next I have become disoriented, I am on alien territory, in a foreign century. He walks a few steps to where I am half-sitting on the desk, one foot on the floor, the other dangling. He pulls my skirt up over my left leg, which is resting on the desk, steps back, and strikes me across the inner thigh. The searing pain is an inextricable part of a wave of excitement that robs me of breath and speech and the ability to move; every cell in my body is awash with lust.

It is silent in the small, dusty room. The clerks behind the counter have frozen. He slowly smooths down my skirt and turns to the older man, who is wearing a suit and still looks like an accountant, though a deep flush is spreading upward from his shirt collar.

“This one will do.”

Thanks to Hermione’s Heart for typing it in.

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Lurkers! Come Out And Say Hello!

No really…it’s safe. Honest.

Bonnie from My Bottom Smarts has been running this thing every year for for five years called Love Our Lurkers day. The idea is to encourage the regular readers to speak up and say hello.

I’m not sure Spanking Blog has ever participated. The thing is, it struck me as a blog meme thing, and i’m incredibly resistant to those. But it’s also a damned good idea, and I try not to be resistant to those.

So if you’re a lurker, say hello in the comments today, please! I’d love to hear from you.

Vicious Cane Blow

Ouch! This cane blow is really gonna leave a mark…