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As part of my ongoing quest to bring you a wider variety of kinky spanking movies, I submit the following:
Update, years later: the gallery with the clip is long gone, but the whole shoot is still worth your time.
And this, boys and girls, is why you don’t put “penguins” in charge of parking enforcement:
Thanks to Chross.
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Given the sorry history of spanking porn, including as it does so many “fake spanking” photosets where bored models are posed with somebody’s hand resting gently on their pristine buttocks, a skeptic might be forgiven his skepticism in connection with these gentle-but-promising photos from Spanked Cutie:
However, rest assured — a simple mouse click will reveal to you this very same bottom, flaming red and welted by cane and tawse. Fake spanking porn, this is not!
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Zille Defeu has a long and interesting post on her love of the cane, which you ought to go and read. Some key bits:
A caning hurts. Quite a lot. It’s a white-hot slash of pure pain that shocks you upon impact … and then builds up and up until you think you may go crazy. And then, when it’s died down to the point when you are thinking that maybe sanity is an option again … the next stroke comes slashing down…!
And it’s the hottest, hottest thing in the whole wide world.
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Simply put: the cane turned me from someone who fantasized about pain into a true masochist. For many years, while I masturbated to thoughts of being spanked, whipped, etc., reality was just too, well, painful. I remember the first time I tried being a masochist; I was so surprised that it just hurt – it wasn’t hot and sexy the way it was in my fantasies!
And over time I had kinda given up on it. I knew I was a pervert, I knew I was a submissive … but being a real, actual “I love the pain” masochist seemed beyond me.
That all changed in six strokes from my Master’s Senior cane….
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An after-her-spanking moment, as imagined by spanking photographer Jason Oak, whose Spanking Photography blog just got added to my link list:
Jason’s caption: “And I hope, young lady, that I never have to see you in my study again. Do I make myself clear?”
Discovered via Chross, to whom, as always, my thanks.
Public spankings are all well and good, but usually they happen in a quiet copse of forest somewhere, or at least, in the bushes at the park. This poor girl got tied to a rolling office chair (presumably inside) and then wheeled out into a derelict courtyard for a spanking in front of anybody who cares to look out a window:
That’s the way it goes, some days, at Public Disgrace.
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