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More than 400 years ago, men were whipping women for sexual gratification. This is no kind of new fetish:
When Francus comes to sollace with his whoore
He sends for rods and strips himselfe stark naked:
For his lust sleepes, and will not rise before,
By whipping of the wench it be awaked.
From In Francum by Sir John Davies (late 1590s).
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I snagged this medical spanking screencap from a gallery of short kinky medical fetish movie clips that just went by on Bondage Blog. Original source: House of Taboo.
Fair warning: this is a porn spanking. Which means, in this case, we are privileged to watch that “knead her ass after every swat like it was a loaf of bread dough” thing.
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Long time readers of Spanking Blog may remember that I used to recommend an inexpensive subscription site called GUBA, which was short for Gigantic Usenet Binary Archives. At one time, it was a great place to get easy access to zillions of spanking movie clips. I sort of withdrew that recommendation when we all entered the YouTube era, because GUBA dropped its UseNet feeds and became what we now call a tube site, rebranding itself as Skin Video and beginning to feature a much more limited library of (vastly higher quality) licensed video clips and movie segments. In the process — at least, early in the process — Skin Video found itself without much spanking content, and so there wasn’t much point in recommending it to Spanking Blog readers any more.
However, in recent surfing around the site, it strikes me that their video library is now so large that the site might once again be of interest to spanking aficionados. It’s still a pay site, but it’s still inexpensive, and I’m seeing quite a bit of spanking content there. And, unlike most of the free tube sites, the videos are downloadable for members, in formats suitable for your mobile devices such as iPod or PSP. So, it’s worth a look, especially if you have other porn interests as well.
The thumbs below are from the promo page for a segment from Cheerleaders Spanked. I like the blunt approach to symbolism typified by the big red apple on the teacher’s desk:
2016 update: My, how the mighty have fallen. Skin Video is long dead and the domain is for sale, so I pulled those links. Luckily for us, however, the movie can still be found on HotMovies pay-per-view.
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These screen caps from Russian Discipline features a tearful classroom session of paddle punishment:
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In which Cigli caught her neighbors in the act:
As I came around the corner and turned onto the cul de sac I lived on, I happened to slow down at the end of the block, preparing for the curve that was coming. I slowed down enough to see my neighbors (they lived only four doors down from my house) through opened curtains in the living room. She was dressed in a multi-colored print sundress with her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. He was dressed in a golf shirt and shorts. I was drawn to them. Now, I am no voyeur or anything, but something about this scene got on my “spanking radar”.
Sure enough, he sat down beside her on the sofa and before my mind could even register it, he pulled her sternly over his knee. But, I noticed she was smiling. I think they obviously forgot they hadn’t drawn the curtains. I only saw him spank her on her dress because a car came up behind me and honked at me to get moving, so I never saw the whole scene.
One of the great virtues of The Spank Statement is Valdor’s tirelessness in excerpting spanking references from popular (and not-so-popular) culture. A recent effort was this long summary of all the kinky spanking references in The Diaries of Kenneth Tynan. The following comes from a reminiscence about a dinner party:
Another Larry (Laurence Olivier) reminiscence; of the weekend Elaine and I spent with him and Vivien (Vivien Leigh) at Notley Abbey in c. 1955.
Larry returned during dinner: the other guests were Vivien’s mother and father, a petty bourgeois former colonial administrator, I believe. After dinner V.’s mother knits, father pulls on his pipe and reads The Times, V. is drinking hard. ‘Come with me,’ she says to me, and to my consternation starts to lead me upstairs.
‘What for?’ I say. ‘I’m going to put on Sybil’s chain-mail from St Joan and you’re going to help me,’ she says.
Vivien now strips down to her petticoat, bra and knickers and I lower the heavy costume over her head. Thus encased, we return to the living-room, where V. proceeds to render some of the longer speeches from St Joan.
On an impulse she then sheds the chain-mail. Mum is appalled: ‘Now, miss,’ she says, addressing the forty-eight-year-old like an errant schoolgirl. ‘That’s quite enough of that. You mind your manners!’ ‘What are you going to do, Mummy?’ says V. provocatively. ‘Spank me with a hairbrush?’ Mum seems on the point of doing just that.
Kissing the whip is a slavegirl fantasy staple, but you don’t often see it done as prettily as Kristine does it here:
