The recent photoshoot from Everything Butt starring model “Ten” contains a lot to like for spanking fans. After a sequence in which she’s bent over a desk for an enema, spanked and caned while retaining it, and required to orally pleasure her tormenter, and then another scene in which she’s left chained and “full” in a room containing basically nothing but a bucket and a video camera, we get to a scene featuring an innocuous little butt plug:
Hermione from Hermione’s Heart has done the heavy work of sorting through a romance by Johanna Lindsay, one called Man of My Dreams, in order to find the good parts. Early on, Our Hero establishes his manly credentials:
“…I’m also a horse trainer…I treat them all like women–with a gentle hand for the most part, a firm one when needed, and a good slap to the hindquarters when they get too feisty.”
After flirting back and forth for 170 pages, he finally has to prove he means it:
“Someone has to teach you some sense, and come to think of it, there’s no time like the present.”
He caught her hand and started dragging her to the mounting block. Megan’s mouth dropped open, her eyes widened incredulously, and she was a little bit in shock, knowing exactly what the amn intended doing.
“Wait a minute, Devlin, you can’t really…I’ll have you arrested. I’ll have you–”
She landed hard across his knees the moment he sat down on the mounting block. She was about to scream her head off when he said, “Making a lot of noise won’t stop me, brat. It’ll just draw you an audience to watch.”
The first smack was a revelation. It made a lot of noise when his hand connected with her bottom, though it didn’t actually hurt. She’d forgotten that she had worn one of her thickest riding skirts. Well, the joke was on Devlin, but she’d never tell. Of course, that was only the first whack. By the time he finished, and that was quite a while later, repetition had made silk out of thick wool, and Megan didn’t feel like laughing.
One of the BDSM activities that often overlaps with the spanking fetish is nettle play — the use of stinging nettles to administer pain and pleasure. There isn’t much “nettle porn” available on the net, but I recently obtained some nettle spanking pictures from the BDSM site The Pain Files. Here’s Gina getting whipped with a huge bunch of nettles:
In fact, let’s zoom in on that shot so we can see the nettles in their full leafy glory:
I would have titled this post “Geeky Spanko Love” but “geeky” is one of those tricky words — even to folks who wear it proudly, it doesn’t always sound as good when somebody else says it. This time, though, I probably could have gotten away with it.
To see what I mean, you’ll want to read Ludwig’s account of catching the lovely Kaelah.
Of course, once you read Ludwig’s account you’ll have to acknowledge there’s some uncertainty as to who, exactly, caught whom. (Alternative post title #2: “Ludwig, Harvested.”) Not that it matters to the happy couple.
The details, of course, will be of interest to every lonely spanko out there. In a nutshell, she delurked (and wrote to him) in connection with a mass delurking event organized by Bonnie. A correspondence ensued and, you know, one thing led to another, in the usual pleasant way. (What? Of course “the usual pleasant way” involves roleplay and Klingon pain sticks on the third date. Doesn’t it?)
I think it’s worth pointing out that this account matches one of the classic patterns for finding kinky love on the internet. I’ve long felt that single spanko guys, especially, can stand to benefit from “putting themselves out there” with a blog or with sustained forum participation or with any similar long-format exposition of who they are and what they are about. Way back in 2004 I wrote the following:
My advice to spanking lovelorn guys: there are a startling number of women out there who want to be spanked and say they can’t find a man to do the job. The thing is, most of them aren’t going to want to meet you right away — that’s just too dangerous and freaky. So go and find yourself an online spanking community based around a bulletin board system and participate on the boards. Be yourself, be fun and funny if you can pull it off, and above all, be honest about who you are. Keep at it (we are talking months, here) and before you know it, women who now know you and like you will start sending you friendly emails and IMs on totally innocuous subjects. What you do then is left as an exercise for the student. Trust me, you’ll be harvested.
I speak from (happy) experience here.
When I wrote that, more than five years ago, blogs weren’t as easy to do as they are today, which is why I was still recommending spanking discussion forums rather than suggesting “start a blog.” Talk to Bethie, though, and she cheerfully admits that she read every one of the posts from the first six months of this blog before she started to, as she puts it, “sneak up on” me. However it’s done, something a bit “larger format” than the typical internet personal has a lot to recommend it. As, I suspect, Ludwig and Kaelah would currently be willing to testify.
I didn’t really expect to enjoy this snow bondage photoshoot from Hogtied.com when I first saw it. Sure, grown women in fuzzy zippered sleeper pajamas with feet (just like I used to wear when I was four years old) have some potential; but this first photo reminded me uncomfortably of a hunter who has caught a deer. Er, no thanks.
However, things immediately heated up when we got to the nice lady in the red flannel jammies that open at the rear. Not quite a drop seat, but close! And, of course, a handy cane:
Although, seriously, dude. You’re in the woods. Hello, cut a switch?
After the caning, he was nice enough to let her cool her hot bottom in the snow:
