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Exhibit A. Schoolgirl, disgruntled:
“Turn around.”
“For what we are about to receive, we are truly thankful.”
Ok, maybe not so much:
You only get one guess as to why she’s got that look on her face…
This photo detail is from the cover of an old porn magazine called “Fetish In Films”. But it just makes me laugh. I mean, it’s a menacing scene and all, but if anybody actually gets hit with this bat, you don’t have a porn movie any more, you have what the police call “evidence”:
Just a reminder that we’re lucky to live in an age that has decent fetish porn, even if we could wish it were better. It wasn’t so long ago that pornographers and movie makers didn’t even know what fetish was. How many people ever fetishised getting hit with a bat? (Not enough, I’m sure, to give this magazine cover the fetish sales allure its publisher hoped for.)
Picture is from Usenet.
I’ve heard it said that the secret to success in life lies in just showing up. From which follows by operation of logic that just being there is almost as important.
A point which Abel has obviously grasped firmly:
“You spanked me last night,” I whined to Abel on the phone as he rode the train to work. “I was falling asleep. I had already fallen asleep! And you spanked me! Really hard! Why?”
“Well,” Abel said pensively. “You were there.”
If Bethie’s reaction to our suede flogger is anything to judge by (and it’s the data I’ve got), the impact of a suede flogger is more like erotic massage than anything approaching pain in the classic sense. And other accounts I read, like this one from Ramblings From An Insatiable Submissive, seem to reinforce that conclusion:
He had me so worked up that I was riding him and squirting so much that it was running down off his sides and onto the bed. The bed got quite wet needless to say! I also enjoyed a very long very wonderfully wet and fabulous pussy licking and finger fucking from him. Tom’s mouth works my clit over like a pianist works a piano. He gets me so fired up that I have a hard time coming down from it, even though I have cum multiple multiple times.
I told Tom he needed to hurt me. And he gave me that “you still want more look”. Last Friday Tom brought me a present. A very nice present. And so when I asked for some pain, he was moderately quick to jump up and go looking for my new flooger.
I laid face down on the bed and he started flogging me. He started off slowly and then began to hit me harder and harder. He made me cum 3 times before he stopped. And we fell asleep snuggled into each other.
I suppose this could work. But I think it would make better spanking porn than it would actual fitness training:
Although I suppose if you ran it naked boot camp style, and issued the drill instructors actual paddles and straps, you might get some results.
Here’s a very old vintage spanking postcard image, featuring a mortar-board wearing professor and an obviously-naughty student:
From Usenet.
Picture this in your mind’s eye:
A woman sits upright, hands tied above, legs tied, thighs held apart.
Camera closeup: male fingers thread a cane through a pair of rings that pierce her labia.
Camera pulls back: we see the cane across the top of her thighs, pulling and stretching out her pussy lips.
A man with a large and powerful vibrator runs it along the cane…
In a nutshell, that’s what happens in this shoot from the new Device Bondage website, which specializes in the hard core use of kinky toys and dungeon furniture.
It’s certainly an innovative use of the cane, and one I’d never thought of.