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Spanking helps Cuddlybum sleep:

Then we went to the park for Mardi Gras, and bought this HUGE paddle. Its about three times the size of the other one, really, really heavy and so much worse to feel, but felt oh so lovely when we tried it out at the hotel that night when we were all pissed!!! The belvoed was scared of hurting me, but it jsut felt great and happy and really helped me sleep.

Then I was beggin for a spanking again before we left the hotel so I got another one – still not a too ahrd one, but enough to leave my bum red last night when I got home!!! Then the long drive back to home and feeling all depressed cos it’ll be Friday before i can have his arms around me again and his hands (and that new paddle!!) on my ass again…….

Hey, whatever works!

First she watches Secretary with her best male friend. And then she lures him into giving her a friendly spanking:

As we were hugging one last time (supposedly), I said, “Lee’s boss really wasn’t spanking her quite the right way, though.”

“No?” said my friend.

“No. See, pure force isn’t the thing. It’s anticipation, and it’s force paired with pleasure. Like . . .” I took a chance and drew his hand down to my ass. With my hand over his, I rubbed softly and then squeezed. “Like this, first, and then . . .” I picked his hand up and brought it back down against me, hard. I gasped a little, even though I’d been expecting it. I used his hand to squeeze me again. “And then a caress to make it feel better.” Then I had him smack my ass once more. “See?” I said, and I could tell I was just the slightest bit breathless. “It’s not knowing when it’ll happen, it’s the pain and the pleasure together, it’s not knowing which will come next.”

“Uh huh,” he murmured. His hand was still on my behind, rubbing me oh so gently. We hadn’t broken the hug; I had my arms around his neck, and, god, I knew what I wanted. Was it coming? Would it happen?

It did. Smack! His hand cracked across my ass, hard, and I yelped. There was no intervening caress this time; he followed that blow with another, and another. I tightened my arms around him, pressed my face into his chest, and just let it happen, the smacks and the squeezes, hard and harder and soft and hard again. I was moaning and gasping and clutching him, finally begging, “Again! Again!” I could feel the orgasm building, and when I finally came, it hit me so hard that I would have slithered bonelessly to the floor if his other arm hadn’t been around me, holding me securely, throughout it all.

In which Slave L gets a paddle spanking for failing to remember a simple task (well, simple but for the element of public exhibitionism), and then thanks her master properly, after:

i wondered on the way home if Master would comment about my disobedience and initially i thought He was going to bypass it but when were laying in bed He asked why i had not done as He’d told me and as ridiculous as it sounded i could only answer that i’d simply forgotten. He asked if that was really the case or if i’d just been too nervous but it was in fact forgetfulness, it had slipped my mind completely until He’d brought it up. He told me that forgetfulness was not a good reason and to bring Him the wooden paddle. i returned to the bed and offered Him the paddle, He told me that i was to have 10 strokes with it, i was to count them, thank Him and then ask for the next one, all audibly, oei the latter was the biggest problem.

Kneeling on the bed i waited for the first, the wooden paddle is probably the nastiest one He has but it can also be pretty cool if He doesn’t use it too hard, what would it be today? The wait is always horrible, part of me just wants Him to start, to feel whatever it is that He has in store for me, the other part wants to flee in fear. That usually only lasts as long as it takes to feel the first stroke, then i’m totally lost to Him and the sensations He causes.

When it finally came the first lash was harsh and took my breath away, it took me a moment to recover enough to be able to thank Him and ask for the next. i’m not sure if its the element of shock that always seems to make the first one so severe, today was no exception to that, each following stroke seemed less painful. What did surprise me was that instead of waiting until the pain had fully ebbed before asking for the next as i usually do, i heard myself asking while i was still trying to deal with the last stroke. Then came the final one, i heard Master ask which it was, i told Him the last, He replied “and you know what that means don’t you?” i did, it would be the harshest of all, and it was, and in spite of knowing that there was no way that i could brace myself for it.

my arse was still burning as i laid my head on Master’s shoulder, as He held me He commented that maybe that would help me not to forget the next time. i felt how He gently guided my head down to His rock hard cock and as i took Him into my mouth i felt how He slid His fingers inside me stating how soaked my cunt was.

Pretty blonde motorists with vehicle trouble — how many porn scenarios open this way?

Alas, the dude on the four-wheeler is no leather-clad knight of the roadways. In no time her wrists are tied, he’s feeling her up with utmost concentration, and she’s so about to get a spanking:

And not just a spanking: our opportunistic anti-hero has a whip, a dick, a mile of rope, and a handy bale of hay. The shoot is from Sex And Submission.

From a quote board for Eve Online, this bit of gamer spanking chat:

Ivana Bloe’Jah > i want to be spanked
Yun Hui > /emote spanks ivana
ZX525 > /emote spanks ivana
ZX525 > /emote punches yun
ZX525 > thats my woman u touching
Yun Hui > /emote is a girl
ZX525 > /emote aplogises and gets the video camera
Yun Hui > thats more like it :)

I pretty much missed the golden age of movies that had lots of spanking and whipping in ’em (although there was one nice sexual butt-wallop in Crank, the movie I saw last night). I’ve never even heard of 1947’s Black Narcissus, but the girl getting whipped seems plenty cute enough:

Found in the vintage erotica newsgroup on Usenet.

See Also:

• Hot Summer Spanking
• Another Movie Spanking
• Spanking In the Movies

I’ve been working on my search engine technique lately, trying to find all the spanking blogging that happens as “one off” tales on salacious blogs I don’t routinely read. Some gems have turned up, including this cam girl’s story of the schoolgirl spankings she got:

He asked me if I was a good girl or a naughty girl, and he said only naughty girls went without panties. I told him I was naughty, and he wanted to know just how naughty I was. The whole time, he was rubbing my tits and rolling my nipples between his fingers. As I told him what I’d done this morning, and how I’d been on yahoo and fucked myself on cam for strangers to watch, he squeezed my nipples harder and harder, until they were starting to get sore. Then, he told me that I was a naughty little slut, and deserved a spanking.

He made me get across his knees and flipped my skirt up, spanking me with his hand. I could feel his erection pressing against my tummy. I thought he was just going to play a little but, after he warmed me up, he started spanking pretty hard, and I was jerking around on his lap and yelping for real. He held me down and threatened to gag me, so I quieted some, but part of me really wanted to be gagged. He stopped and told me he’d finish spanking me later, then pushed me down between his legs.

I was kneeling there, looking up at him laying on the bed, and he was squeezing my tits. Then, he grabbed my pigtails and pulled my mouth down to his cock. Once he got me moving to the rhythym he wanted, he reached down and squeezed my nipples while I sucked on him, pushing my head down every once and a while when I slacked off, or when he wanted to thrust himself deeper down my throat. When I thought he was going to shoot his load in my mouth, he jerked up on my hair and pulled me up towards him, so I was straddling his cock.

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After a break and some sodas, we went back for bed, supposedly to go to sleep for the night. I’d forgotten about the rest of my spanking and, when I went to lay down he told me to wait and get over his knee, then took my wooden hairbrush off the dresser and spanked me until my ass was sore all over and I was on the verge of crying. Then, he told me to go to sleep and snuggled tight against me…