Spanked By Gene Simmons
Yes, it’s true. This is a screen shot of Gene Simmons (of KISS fame) spanking a reporter:

From Chicago Spanking Review (link via Chross.)
Yes, it’s true. This is a screen shot of Gene Simmons (of KISS fame) spanking a reporter:

From Chicago Spanking Review (link via Chross.)
From the cover of an old War Horrors title (Nurse Prisoners of the Kong I believe) we have this brutal artwork. The bamboo caning is well begun, the bondage is sufficient, and unless I miss my guess the raping and ravaging is about to commence!
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This bit of erotic art from Vintage Lust wins the week’s prize for understated kink. Just a couple going at it, yes?

Until you notice the short whip, discarded in the heat of the moment, but handy to be picked back up…
The pursed lips and bemused look on the face of this librarian-in-red-latex bondage model as the riding crop strikes her breasts made me laugh:

From Whipped Ass.
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From Swan at The Heron Clan:
He began to talk about what He wanted to do with me and to me. He spoke low about wanting to take me over His knee and blister me, while I squirmed and cried and begged. He talked of sending me to the corner with the rubber punishment strap to contemplate how much it would hurt landing over and over on my already bruised and burning bottom, until I was ready to come to Him and ask for the strapping that He would give me. He mused about how rainy our weather has been, and wondered if the spring wouldn’t bring a particularly plentiful crop of switches; saying that it would be good to keep me switched on a regular basis.
At first, I wanted to contradict the images He was creating. After all, I had not done anything to warrant such harsh beatings… I’d been “good…” But somehow, the words caught me, and I didn’t fuss at Him. I simply let myself fall into the stories He was telling me — stories like I might have told myself in the dark, lonely, silence of the night. I relaxed into His embrace, followed His words and His voice, let His strong hands work their magic, and began to rise to the heat that He was creating.
This time, when we came together to make love, I was more than ready to follow the trail on which He had set me travelling.
Here’s from Whipped Women is an unusual sort of method for keeping a whipped girl in position:

Just make her stand on something so tall, she doesn’t dare break position for fear of falling!
To risky in actual play for my taste, but it makes for a nice photoset.
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