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Nuptial Spanking Customs
DJ Black at Voice In The Corner has been collecting accounts of wedding-related spanking rituals. Two that I find the most charming are these:
The first is a reference to ‘chasing the maiden’. Apparently a bride-to-be was chased by her jealous unmarried friends and when caught was stripped and thrown to the ground and whipped with ‘apple switches’ on her bare bottom to make her fruitful. ‘Nor was this done in jest and a maiden could expect more than cats scratches upon her posteriors afterwards. Also it must be said, she was scarce likely to behold a pew come Sunday.’
Another was an alleged New England custom dating to the 17th century. Before her nuptials it was said that a maiden would be taken into the orchard (another pagan fertility connection perhaps) and made to bare her bottom and bend over a fence rail. Then she was whipped across the bare bottom with a rod or a switch.
This was done slowly and with force. The more strokes she could accept before ‘begging off’ was supposed to indicate how many years of happiness she would have when married.
A variant on this was the more strokes the more healthy children.
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Erica Scott, Confirmed Spanko Hardass
Erica Scott, who has been around the spanko scene for longer than politeness permits one to detail in the case of a lady, has (I discover thanks to Chross’s good offices) a new blog; upon which I have discovered photographic proof that she is, indeed, a hardass when it comes to taking a caning:
That cane never stood a chance, I tell ya! She explains that she was at a spanking get-together when:
After dinner, suite party time! Matt opened his room to us, so several of us convened there and it was quite the lively time. I sat at the bar chatting with several people, then Sophie got it in her head that Danny should give me another spanking. “Oh, you think so, huh?” I said. She did. I don’t remember who said what after that, but sure enough, there was Danny, yanking me off the barstool and pulling me over to the couch, where he bent me over the back. He had several new toys he’d purchased at the vendor fair, including a cane with bright shiny red material wrapped around the handle (he called it the “Judy Garland cane,” because the red stuff looked like Dorothy’s ruby slippers in Wizard of Oz).
No warmup this time; he got right down to business with the implements. And it wasn’t enough to just lift my skirt; oh no. He had to take the damn thing off. We made it quite the raucous scene and people were watching and throwing out comments. Then he gave me the first strike with his new cane, a hard one. The tip flew off. Another strike, and another piece broke off. And again, and again. All in all, five pieces snapped off and flew in all directions.
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Making Her Feel It
Just a few swipes of an innocent little two-strip tawse, you wouldn’t think too much of it:
But you can tell she’s feeling it, she needs a good rub:
From Girls Boarding School.
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His Spanking Reward
I don’t understand the logic, but I like the reward:
From an old Sgt. Rock comic book (#208) found on UseNet.
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Pretty Red Pussy Stripes
The bottom row of pictures in this Pain Gate gallery will reward your attention.
Especially this one.
Lovely.
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