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:
Punish me as much as you like. I would be delighted to feel my flesh tingling under your hand. Do you know what I mean, Norah dear? I wish you would smack me or flog me even. Not in play, dear, in earnest and on my naked flesh. I wish you were strong, strong, dear, and had a big full bosom and big fat thighs. I would love to be whipped by you, Norah love! I would love to have done something to displease you, something trivial even, perhaps one of my dirty habits that make you laugh: and then to hear you call me into your room and to find you sitting in an armchair with your fat thighs apart and your face deep red with anger and a cane in your hand.
As prose goes, I think it beats the hell out of any “commodius vicus of recirculation” you could point to.
Breathing hard, for the jerking, fighting girl had lithe strength of a young wildcat, he plumped into the nearest chair and turned her twisting body face downward across his knees. Right hand firmly pressed upon her squirming shoulders, he yanked up her short riding-skirt with his left hand. With a resounding slap, his open palm descended, again and again.
Slowly the outraged Rita ceased to kick and squirm. Her angry gasping was succeeded by deepening sobs which she tried in vain to subdue. Still the remorseless hand of the tight-lipped marshal rose and fell. At last he stopped, picked up her shaking form, and set it in a deep armchair as thought it were a sack of oats.
Face tear-streaked, shoulders quivering, hair tumbled in confusion, she sagged against the chair-back, sobbing silently. But her brimming eyes met his, as he stood and silently eyed her crumpled figure, with undiminished defiance.
“Someone had to spank the daylights out of you,” he said apologetically. Then his voice hardened: “You leave the house and I’ll give you another dose – of the same!”
The conventional wisdom among spanking porn producers is that spanking fetishists want to see spankings. Sex, the thinking goes, just gets in the way of fetish-gratification. And thus, the vast majority of focused spanking porn doesn’t contain anything more sexual than a bit of butt-rubbing.
However, in real life a great many spanking fans employ spankings as part of their sexual relationships. It is therefore common for me to get emails from spankos who complain about the sexlessness of the spanking porn they find here and elsewhere around the net. “Where”, they ask me, “can we find videos that feature spanking and sex?”
I was reminded of this when looking through some porny spanking videos. When a porn producer makes a spanking movie, they basically add some spanking to a sex movie, instead of hinting at sex during a spanking movie, which is the spanking porn default. Sometimes in the porn approach the spanking isn’t as fetish-focused as we spankos are used to — indeed, sometimes it’s laughably bad — but at least it isn’t sexless. Just to drive home that point, these producers will often give their movies gracelessly explicit titles, such as Spanking And Deep Dicking, the effort thumbnailed here:
But hey, if the young lady is cute and her butt is red, does it really matter what the movie is called?