Let Him Eat Cake
Birthday celebration, spanko style. Look at the evil gleam in Erica’s eye. You just know that forkful of cake isn’t going into her mouth:

Thanks to Adele Haze for the link!
Birthday celebration, spanko style. Look at the evil gleam in Erica’s eye. You just know that forkful of cake isn’t going into her mouth:

Thanks to Adele Haze for the link!
My friends, I think you must all admit that the booty in this picture, belonging as it does to Whipped Ass model Natali Demore, is extremely well-suited for spanking:

A pleasing blend of form and function.
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Ben writes about meeting a spanking newbie, who, it turns out, really enjoys the experience:
I was recalling an experience I had with a very sweet girl about 5 years ago. I met her online and she was a total newbie. Never been spanked. Not even a swat. But she had one of the most intense spanking fetishes I’d ever seen. She loved to talk about it. For hours.
Finally, we decided to meet. She was a bit uncomfortable with a motel/hotel so we agreed to meet in a parking lot of a major mall.
I had a large SUV at the time and the parking lot was huge. So we decided to meet in the corner away from everything and everyone.
She was shaking. Her mouth was dry. She was stammering.
I moved the back seat back. There was plenty of room. We talked for a while then finally, I took her by the wrist and guided her over my knee. Half way over….she had an orgasm. Earthshattering orgasm. It was beautiful.
She cried tears of joy. She was finally going to be spanked. This is the part where I say be careful what you wish for.
I gave her a very brisk warm-up spanking that had her owwwing and ooching. The I pulled up her skirt and, yep, once again, she came. Big time.
She slumped over my knee as I began to increase the intensity of her spanking. Her legs kicked a bit, she was more verbal “ow, oooh, I’m sorry. That hurt.” etc.
Finally, I hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties and yanked them down. As I palmed her blazing cheeks she trembled once again. I decided that she need a bit more stimulation.
I gave her a very intense handspanking that had her squirming and flaliling away. Promising to be a good girl. Begging me to stop. Yes, we had a safeword, she didn’t want to use it nor did she think she needed to.
By the time I was through, her bottom was crimson…
Just stumbled across a quite new LiveJournal in which college girl Mistyystar gets several well-deserved spankings from her boyfriend. Such as this one:
I got a spanking today for screaming at J. It was kind of childish of me, I warrant. I was upset because he left my computer in his dorm room when I wanted it. So yeah, you think, nothing to fly off the handle about, but I did.
He used my shoe to spank me, and wow, it hurt even worse than the shoe he used yesterday. It’s quite thick and flat. Then it hurt so bad he toned it down a bit, and gave me two smacks with his hand to finish it off. But those hurt too. …..my bottom is even a bit sore. I don’t usually get enough swats for that to happen.
And this one, in Wal-Mart:
J spanked me in Wal-Mart the other day and it was quite embarrassing. I don’t even remember what I did, but he was annoyed so I just said; “spank me.” He turned me toward him then, lowered my jeans just enough so my bare bottom showed, and gave me two hard smacks. They were loud! I went “eek” and kind of yanked my pants up.
From Mystyystar’s Logbook.
So I was looking at a recent photo gallery from the notorious “harsh caning movies” people at Lupus Spanking and came across this charming photo-essay on the perils of misbehavior. First, there’s the lecture in the kitchen followed by the reluctant bringing of the cane:
Then, our misbehaving heroines repair to their sparse dormitory for proper posturing and further lecturing:
To spare your tender eyes, I’ll skip right over the serious caning, including the laying-on-their-backs-holding-their-knees-so-the-cane-can-reach-their-thighs bit. (That’s always fun, though.) The welts are numerous and vivid in the best Lupus tradition, and you can see them here.
We’ll move right along to the after-the-caning lecturing:
Even in this still photo, you can see her trying not to squirm…
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So, fellows, are you worrying about how you’re going to introduce spanking to your new girlfriend? It doesn’t have to be difficult, especially since a playful approach like this will generally work if she’s at all receptive to the idea:
So that guy I’ve been writing about… I saw him again this weekend. This sounds like BS, but this is what happened. I’m not gonna go into detail cuz I’m lazy.
But yeah, we’re hanging out in his room, lying in his bed, and he says “you haven’t called me in 4 days” and I look down sheepishly and say “yeah, I’ve been busy with school and all that”. He says in a totally serious tone, but with a grin “Well, you know what this means don’t you. You’re gonna have to be spanked for what you’ve done”.
I look back at him, wonder if he’s serious or not, see that he is, but in a playful way, but I don’t respond just yet. Here’s the thing that’s great: even though he said it that way, and it was an erotic way, if I said “I don’t want to do that” he would say ok. But I bit, and played along. “do I havvvve to?” I say.
He says “yes, now slide down your pants and underwear and lay over my knees” So I did, and let’s just put it this way… I got spanked like I was 7 and had lit the rug on fire. He played with my pussy in between spanks, but this wasn’t like the 6 or so individual spanks before, I mean, I got a SPANKING. It wasn’t bad or anything though. the combination of pleasure and pain was delicious.