Spanking Blog: Adult Erotic Spanking At Its Best

I love this animated .gif of Bill Clinton spanking Hillary in the oval office:

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From Flickr:

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Sounds like a fun spanking evening at Bonnie’s house:

While I was changing, he had placed a blanket over the wooden bench and a bath towel in the center on top of the blanket. After several minutes of delicious kissing and fondling, Randy whispered in my ear.

“Straddle the bench and sit on the towel.” I complied. I had expected to be told to either bend over the bench or lie upon it. Randy’s plan wasn’t anything quite so conventional.

“Lean forward” was my next whispered command. When I did so, I felt something slide beneath me from back to front. It was a very odd sensation. Only later did I learn that he shoved an inactive bullet-shaped vibrator inside the towel. The vibrator sat partially in a crevice between the slats in the bench such that it didn’t quite feel as though I was sitting on something.

Until he turned it on, that is! Wow. I practically stood up when the buzzing startled me. It felt great, but I just didn’t expect it at that moment. Before I could recover from that first shock, the tip of the riding crop made abrupt contact with the skin of my left cheek. Ow!

“Sit down and lean forward.”

Again I took my place atop the undulating towel. Again my bottom felt the fierce kiss of the whip.

These twin sensations were so amazing that I barely had a chance to reflect upon how available and vulnerable my bottom was in this position. Randy took full advantage by striking all over my quickly reddening globes. It hurt to be sure, but it was a hurt I craved.

I found myself gently rocking my hips to maximize the effect of the vibrations. The cumulative effects of snap, sting, rub, and buzz quickly overtook me and I began to pant with passion. Sensing my approaching climax, Randy applied the crop swiftly and sharply. My entire being quaked with orgasmic release. I squeezed my eyes shut as waves of pleasure and pain and pleasure swept me away.

Here’s an account of a butt plug used to help a young lady maintain focus, so she won’t enjoy her punishment spanking too much:

After twenty spanks at a moderate pace, my buttocks were feeling prickly. Rick
has a strong hand and it doesn’t take much to get my bottom burning when he’s
on the job! By the time I requested spank number twenty, I was panting and my
counts were more or less shouted out. I knew I was squirming and could feel
his hardness pressing against my hips, but he held me firmly in place.

Then what I feared most happened. He told me to stop counting. I knew what
that meant.

Rick would usually stop part way through my spankings to “check his little girl
for naughty thoughts,” as he put it. I felt him bend over as his right hand
parted my ass cheeks and thighs. I could feel his breath on my whispy tuft of
hair covering my pussy lips as his fingers wiggled their way to my little slit.
I heard him chuckle as his finger probed my womanhood and then withdrew…very
wet indeed!

“I see my little girl is taking perverse delight in her punishment again,
hmmm??”

I tried to bury my head and not answer, but a sharp spank on my bottom brought
me back to the present.

…

“Well, young lady, seeing as how you’re enjoying your spanking so much, I’m
going to make sure you keep your mind focused where it’s supposed to be!” he
lectured.

I wasn’t sure what was going to happen next, but I knew it would certainly get
my attention, no matter what. Rick was quite creative when it came to my
spankings….and I knew this time would be no different.

I felt him stretching as if he were reaching for something. I felt him spread
my butt cheeks wide apart with his fingers, and immediately sensed the tip of
his other finger with something slippery and cool on it touch the center of my
little brown button. I clenched up. Just as my anus relaxed, I felt his
finger tip slide gently into my anus….then push steadily up into my rectum.

“Relax and remain still, my pet. I’m just lubricating you so my butt plug will
slip in nice and easy,” he explained.

‘BUTT PLUG?!’ I thought incredulously. My God, he can’t be doing this!

“Oh please, Sir, puleeeze…not the butt plug. I’ll never be able to face you
again. Please don’t embarrass me like this. I promise I’ll be good and take
the rest of my spanking well for you!” I pleaded. It obviously had no effect,
as Rick ignored my begging and continued twisting and flexing his finger inside
me, making sure that I was thoroughly slicked up for what was to come.

His finger finally slid out and my anus closed around it, returning to its
normal diameter. I relaxed for just a second before I felt my cheeks being
spread once again. This time, the sensation against my brown crinkle was
colder…and I knew that this was the butt plug I had been promised. I hung my
head low and scrunched up my face as I waited in anticipation for my asshole to
be violated.

“Relax, honey. It will go in much easier if you don’t resist it,” Rick
thoughtfully explained.

I tried to relax my bottom cheeks as the tapered end of the soft rubber plug
began dilating my tight little anus on its way inside. I felt it get wider and
wider, until it reached the end where my anus gripped down around the narrower
detent at the end. I felt him tug it slightly to make sure it was seated
properly.

“Now we’re ready to finish your punishment for today, Miss Naughty. I trust
you will be concentrating on what brought you here today for the rest of our
session, won’t you?” Rick inquired.

“Y…yes, Sir,” I said simply, being at a complete loss for words at this
point.

“You may continue the count, then.”

I clenched my ass down around the butt plug as I prepared for the new onslaught
of spanks.

‘Twenty-one!” I almost shouted.

SMAACKKK!!!

From Gabrielle’s Spanking — author unknown.

Fans of the motivational power of high-velocity leather will appreciate the “slavercising” going on in this shoot from The Training Of O. You’ve got your basic stretching:

And running in place:

And then you’ve got your advanced class, which would be nearly-impossible bondage duck-walking:

Yeah, she’s feeling the burn:

Even under the blindfold, in this picture you can hear her thinking “Just how much further do I have to go?”

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This bit of anime girl-girl whipping art just seemed to cry out for captions:

Large version here. Art found on Usenet.

Although the spankings at The Punishment Book tend to have a disciplinary character, that doesn’t mean they aren’t sometimes just as charged with the sort of fantasy trigger points that tickle many spankos’ erotic buttons. Take this one:

Whatever the reason, I got a bit rambunctious and stuck out my tongue at M and Chris several times. Apparently more than five times.

So M decreed that I was to be hairbrushed. No surprise. But this spanking had a twist: it had to be in front of Chris and sparkle, because they had witnessed my misbehavior. Eep.

All joking aside, I’ve never been punished in front of anyone else before, so this pushed my comfort zone a bit. But as I said, both of them have spanked me and seen me spanked, which made it ok. Standing in front of M while he pulled down my pajama pants and panties was hard, but thankfully I was soon over his lap on the couch and could hide my face. A short warm-up by hand, followed by a sharp, stingy hairbrush, and ending with the dreaded ebony hairbrush. Scolding throughout, of course. About how tongue-sticking-out is not allowed, and even if punishments get postponed, they still happen, and how sorry I was going to be, etc.

I was finally allowed up and permitted to cuddle with M. But not before I repeated (verbatim) the following phrase: “I’m sorry I was such a naughty girl today.” To the audience.

Speaking of said audience, neither of them helped get me out of the spanking at all. I think their sympathy extended to Chris saying, “Well, what did you expect? You’re lucky you didn’t get more,” and sparkle giving me a wan smile and saying she was sorry but she was pretty sure I deserved it.

Of course, that outcome was so likely, you would almost think Iris was asking for it…