Spanking Blog: Adult Erotic Spanking At Its Best

Given that I have myself not only blogged about finding kinky people in various ways, but I’ve even blogged about Mistress Matisse’s advice on finding kinky people, I found myself in sympathy with her mildly sarcastic (cough cough) remarks in response to a suggestion that she’d provided insufficient info on the matter, leaving it, her correspondent asserted, “completely unanswered”. I’m in sympathy, yes, even unto the tone:

Completely unanswered? Oh yes, my goodness me, how could I have overlooked that? I suppose it’s because in the five-plus years I’ve been blogging (not to mention nine years of Stranger columns), no one has ever asked me where to meet other kinky people. Ever. It’s a complete non-issue. Every other kinky person in the world is born knowing this, and if you don’t – well, I’m sorry, but I’m afraid you’re clearly not kinky.

All right, all right, that’s not very nice of me, is it? But my dear man, you must understand, I have given far more than hints on this subject. This is one of the two most-frequently-asked questions I get, and I have not merely touched on it – no, I have manhandled it. I have spanked it. I have shaken it by the scruff of the neck. I daresay I have thrown this question to the floor, kicked it around, ridden it until it was exhausted, and put it away wet.

I am far from the only sex blogger who has addressed this question, by the way. It was sloppy seconds long before I came (so to speak) on the scene. So for you to offer me a date with it, as if it were a virgin – well, that arouses my sarcastic side. Sorry, it’s an occupational hazard.

When in doubt, Google. Sheesh, you would think they were handing out internet licenses like free candy bars or something these days.

I don’t have an attribution for this, because I found it on Usenet:

I’m fairly sure it’s commercial porn — though probably not primarily spanking porn– and I’d like to know who made it because of the excellent joyous expressions on the faces of the models.

See Also:

• The Tale Of The Loitering Schoolgirl
• Punished In Plaid Skirts
• Spanking Those Big California Schoolgirls
• Girls School Lesbians, Punished

Mindy Lawton, one of the women claiming to have been a Tiger Woods mistress, on Tiger Woods and rough sex:

Describing the rough sex, Mindy, 33, says:

“Sometimes I looked like a rag doll after we’d made love,” she says. “He really did like it quite rough. He wanted to spank me and loved pulling my hair as we had sex. He also liked me to talk dirty to him, but hair-pulling was what really turned him on.”

You gotta wonder what he did when he was (allegedly) with bondage porn star Holly Sampson!

Sometimes even the best ponies get rebellious:

See Also:

• Striped And Welted Toons

I could wish for larger sizes than 400×300, but it’s free Flash video, what do you want?

• Bedroom Caning For Two Rebellious Sisters
• Four Delinquents Strapped To The Caning Block
• Pastor McEvil Slowly And Deliberate Purples Her Ass

From Lupus.

See Also:

• Punishing The Housemaids
• Caning Block Agony
• The Martinet For The Maid
• Girls In Trouble
• Caning The Princess

Another excellent movie star public spanking photo from Chross:

Here’s Bend Over Jessica on face slapping:

I really enjoy it when a dom slaps me across the face.

It’s a difficult thing to admit. For one, lots of people don’t approve of it, particularly in the CP scene as opposed to the BDSM scene. For them it is too derogatory and humiliating. Secondly, if you don’t do it right, you can hurt someone, catch their eye, bruise their cheek. Thirdly, I do vaguely consider myself to be a feminist and nothing screams ‘brute!’ more than a dom giving you a jolly good slap.

Which is probably why it’s so hideously erotic and insinuates itself evilly into my mind like a crack-addict in a hospital pharmacy.

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There’s something about a dom, male or female, when I step over the line, showing me, quite clearly, that they are in charge and if I don’t behave myself straight away, there’s going to be a lot of pain in my near future. Nothing shows this quite so clearly as the unexpected slap on the cheek, which can be quite gentle, moving through sharp to the rocks-your-head-back type. There’s something about the shame, the burn of your skin as you feel your cheek prickle as the blood rushes to the fingerprints on your pale flesh.

Face slapping has no part of my play with Bethie, because she really wouldn’t like it and I’m not particularly inclined. Sometimes I mock-slap at her in a “Woman, I’m going to smite you!” sort of jocular way, but when I do, my hand moves at about the speed of a slow raindrop down a window, giving her plenty of time to prepare her “wounded pout” expression and duck out of the way.

See Also:

• Face Slapping
• Assume The Position!