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I don’t actually have a direct link for this, but my gut is telling me it comes from Post Secret, the sometimes-brilliant blog that invites people to share uncomfortable truths:
I like it, of course, because I like anything that features kinky people who are clearly happy with themselves and their fun.
I found a campy and hilarious spanking photo from the California Star people that I just could not resist sharing. It starts off normally enough, with a geography-teacher type administering a ruler spanking to a girl who can’t stop laughing:
He must have been unimpressed with her reaction, because he wheels out the enema stand with a triumphant grin. “Laugh at me, will ya? Let’s see if you laugh at this!”
And, indeed, when the spanking resumes, she no longer appears to be laughing:
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There’s a reason that most bloggers have adopted an “easier to get forgiveness than it is to get permission” sharing-and-remixing culture. And the reason is, we’re enthusiasts. We see something really cool, the true and original source is unknown and undiscoverable, and so we balance the communal pleasures of sharing against the usually-slight risk that republishing something (that’s already all over the internet) will offend someone. Weighed on this balance, sharing often wins.
Today, the example is this pretty woman in these oh-so-cute snap-flap drop-seat Playboy bunny-logo pajamas:
I found her via a random Tumblr and then searched out more photos in the series here.
Copyright grumps may snarl in the comments if they like. I say, it cried out for sharing.
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Spanking Blog has long taken an editorial position of gentle mockery for all of the people who bend over backwards claiming that spanking isn’t kinky. Apparently self-identifying as kinky causes these people great physical pain in their petards. And I’m like: “Get over it! You’re kinky! And there’s nothing wrong with that.”
I take a similar view with the subset of the spanking kink community who claims that for them, there’s nothing sexual about spanking. I can’t actually contradict these people, because there’s no easy way to measure their arousal (men in this category usually don’t take off their pants) but I don’t generally believe them, either. It’s not that I think they are lying; it’s just, I’m not sure they haven’t fallen into one of several comfortable self-deceptions. There’s no profit in making this claim — it only generates contradiction, plus pissing people off — but whenever I hear a “nothing to do with sex” claim, I typically retain a reserve of quiet internal skepticism.
All of which leads me to the gem of an article Zille DeFeu has found. In fine, she’s found someone arguing at length for the concept of the non-sexual blowjob after a spanking.
No, that phrase doesn’t make any more sense to me than it probably makes to you. Zille’s take is lengthy and entertaining, though. Enjoy!
Is it welty outside? No? Well it sure is in here:
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Poor girls. Packed off to some sort of twisted neo-orthodox dark parody of a convent school for young ladies, immediately sentenced to a vicious switching in the courtyard for deportment errors or getting kasha on their wimples or whatever, they’re already feeling like they are trapped in a nightmare not of their own making:
And then, for the first time, they get a look at the man who is going to beat them raw. Before he escaped from the tower in Sverdlosk, the monks there knew him as “Crazy Pasha” and made sure to push his loaves through the bars with a stick. Now the lunatic is in charge of his own asylum, and he looks like the love child of Groucho Marx and one of the early Patriarchs of Suzdal — the one with fleas.
Say this for Crazy Pasha, though: He knows how to beat a girl with a switch!
Image credits: Lupus Spanking.
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