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Found this spanking and sailing gem on eBay:
It reads:
The pretty young wife of the banker
Sweetly slept while the yacht lay at anchor,
But she woke in dismay
When she heard the mate say:
“Let’s life up the top sheet and spanker.”
I found this vintage whipping artwork on Usenet:
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I’ll confess I’d never heard of Rihanna (or spanker Robin Thicke) before I saw this photo. Apparently they are singers in a band called “Umbrella”, currently doing a “Good Girls Gone Bad” tour:
From photospread in GQ.
From the Night And Day column in the Prague Post:
A simple birthday party at Jáma turned ugly … well, not ugly, but — um — let’s just say it took a sophomoric turn when about 12 people formed an impromptu “spanking machine” to punish the 18 year-old guest of honor. If you’re one of those studious science-club types who missed out on this, spanking machines served as a kind of ritual bridge from adolescent outcast to tribal member, a solemn ceremony bonding youth to their social group. Which, of course, is an anthropologic way to explain why a group of pre-teens (or in this case, adults) would wallop the hindquarters of another pre-teen (in this case, teen) on her birthday. Some things make perfect sense on a Friday night in Prague.
Tsk, tsk! Kids these days…
This review of a BBC show profiles Victorian author Elizabeth Gaskell and includes a brief mention of her professional relationship with Charles Dickens:
Her most crucial ally and collaborator was Charles Dickens, who took the fledgling writer under his wing only to exclaim later to a subeditor: “If I were Mr G, oh heaven how I would beat her.”
Here’s a view all spankers will be very familiar with: she’s kneeling on the bed, arms obediently out of the way, face down, ass up, ready for action. And looking back at you with a cheeky smile: “Hey mister, aren’t you supposed to be doing something other than fiddling with your camera?”
Well, I’d say a girl with a smile like that on her face is just a little too comfortable to properly appreciate her spanking. The first thing we’ll do is move this party to the dungeon:
And we can ramp things up from there, Training Of O style!
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Lovely description of pussy spanking from Black As My Soul:
Because I had always wondered what it would be like, I began to spank her pussy.
Watching her face was priceless. I was absolutely rapt as I watched her expression change again and again.
It was polar. She was angry. It hurt. She loved it. It hurt.
She made really cute irritated noises.
She clearly didn’t want me to do it anymore.
And she really wanted me to keep going.
When she closed her legs tightly, I spread them again. I took special care to hold them open for a few moments before resuming. I didn’t say a word.
Sometimes it looked as though she might come.
Sometimes it looked like she was going to lash out in anger.
And I spanked her pussy more.