Spanking Blog: Adult Erotic Spanking At Its Best

Here’s another vote in favor of the cane, this time from Lisa. It seems she quite enjoyed her first caning:

I mentioned earlier I bought some new toys for Edward’s toy box. We had tried out all but the cane the first night they came in and well last night we tried out the cane.

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He fondles my pussy a little more and then reaches for the toy box once again. I can’t see the box because it is behind me so I haven’t a clue what he is about to grab and then he strikes me. It is like fire line across my bottom. I wasn’t sure at first but after the third stripe of fire across my bottom I knew he was using our new cane. It was wonderful I must admit, the feeling was electric, first I heard the smack and then I felt the fire run across my bottom. He paddled me good with it and I squirmed and yelped and when I was about to stop him cause I couldn’t take any more, he stops and puts cold lotion on my bottom to help take the sting out.

Here’s a really excellent nightclub spanking picture found on Flickr:

I get complaints from time to time that the stuff I post and link to here at Spanking Blog is too harsh, and scary to the people at the mild end of the spanko spectrum. I’m genuinely sorry about that, but a little surprised also — from where I sit, Spanking Blog is pretty mild. The folks like the ones over at Pain Toy are the ones who aren’t messing around:

They do things with single tail whips, and canes, and sore bottoms, and exposed breasts, that make my eyebrows go all the way up (not to mention making Bethie shriek and hide her eyes until I make the nasty mean pictures go away). For all that, their photography is some of the best I have seen, and their models are lovely, willing, and often even cheerful.

See Also:

• Rosy Red Riding Cropped Bottom
• Spanked Until She Cries
• Pussy Whipped Pain Toy
• Pretty Spanking Welts
• Introducing Pain Toy

I know some of you wish I would never talk about whipping or caning or anything “too sadistic” (I’m quoting from a deleted comment), but the spanking game is all over the map when it comes to desired levels of intensity. Here, for instance, we have Naughtyone begging for the cane, and loving it when she gets it:

He eased up on the whipping and rubbed his hand over my burning hot ass and across my throbbing pussy. I pressed my cunt against his hand, silently begging for it. He pulled his hand away before I could have my pleasure.

“Your ass is bright red,” he smiled. “Ready for the cane?”

“But, but…” The innocent girl routine once again.

“You deserve to be punished, slut. You dripped cunt juice on the sheets.”

I wasn’t surprised. If I wasn’t wet and horny enough before, I certainly was now. He picked up the cane and ran the tip gently across my clit and pussy lips. I moaned loudly, wanting, needing.

“Tell me you want it, slut. Tell me you want it hard,” he demanded.

“P…Pl…Please cane me,” I managed to whimper.

“Good girl,” he smiled again. He started gently with the cane, as he usually does. It can easily cut and leave evil welts if you aren’t careful. His light taps just made me want more. My ass was already warm from the crop, and I was ready for a good caning.

“Harder, please?” I squeaked. He quickly obliged, the strokes of the cane falling much harder upon my ass. He raised burning welts on my ass, each one met with screams of pleasure and pain. He drove me to the edge and pushed me into a deep endorphin rush of subspace. I don’t know exactly how long the caning lasted, but from that point, I loved every moment of it.

You might enjoy this nifty scenario I found over at Sex And Submission, featuring a riding crop, an iron cage, and the lovely Sandra Romain:

If you know about the Violet Wand electrical toy (of which you’ll hear more here, since Bethie and I recently got one we haven’t had time to play with yet) you’ll be amused by its use as a spanking toy, as described in the comments to this post at The Swan’s Heart:

Swan found this glorious whisk…yep a kitchen whisk. It is not the normal one with the loops. This one is as if someone cut the loops open and put little metal balls on the end of each stainless steel rod… Sooooo….you put the violet wand in one hand, grounding yourself and them “bo-ing!” the whisk against your partner’s bared skin….oooooohhhhhh. Wanna hear them giggle? Turn the juice low….Wanna hear them wail? Crank ‘er up and watch the show!

From Bondage Blog, here’s a vintage postcard showing a girl with chained wrists waiting for her birching:

Very classic.