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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.

The realistic pained expression below is typical of the beautiful photography by Alebeard at Pain Toy. Paintoy.com is an interesting little pay site that’s clearly a labor of love, and authentic as hell. It features lots of caning, whipping and erotic punishment, most of which is pretty severe by Spanking Blog standards. Worth a visit (they have several free sample galleries) if welts don’t scare you.

See Also:

• Paintoy Quickies
• Pain Toy
• Rosy Red Riding Cropped Bottom
• Paddling Wendy
• Spanked Until She Cries
• Pretty Spanking Welts

Bunny she may be, but subbie-bunny doesn’t like it fluffy:

i don’t like soft things…

well, i like marshmallows, and feather pillows, and sponge cake. but when it comes to all things sexual, softness, slow and easy, i don’t really like it that much.

spankings, when done softly, are pointless to me. smacks that are gone before i turn around aren’t worth the effort.
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i want clear and precise.. i want slaps that sing in the air and sex that shakes the bed. i want lines that last and orders that stick. i don’t want maybes, and i don’t want soft.
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i want to hear myself gasp over and over, and see the lines, the speckles, the hard edges of welts afterward. i want to feel the ache between my legs when i wake up the next morning.

The last time I posted spanking pictures from VIP Spanking Pass, the topic was spankee tears. Well, as any man can tell you, when comes to a woman’s tears, they come in flavors and varieties. And one variety is very distinct: the “look at me, I want your attention and sympathy and cuddling” type of tears.

Spanko girls do this with more than tears. For some of them, the whole purpose of the spanking is to give them an iron-clad excuse to be dramatic, over-act, and get lots of positive attention afterwards. (Not that there’s anything wrong with that, unless you’re one of those overserious-dom types who puts on the black leather outfit so he doesn’t ever have to express another warm human emotion again. But I digress.) Anyway, today’s free sample gallery from VIP Spanking Pass features the most spectacular example of the attention-seeking spankee I’ve seen in quite awhile. Luckily, she’s also very cute and bends well over a couch:

Note the way she starts yelling before her pants have even started to come down:

And now the tears, blended nicely with the artful sideways “are you feeling any sympathy yet?” glance of assessment:

And finally, my favorite after-the-spanking pose. Her head’s buried in the corner of the couch in a planned sulk, but her well-spanked bottom is positively thrust toward the viewer , inviting a little physical sympathy:

This little minx knows exactly what she wants, and how to get it, too.

Not, I say again, that there’s anything wrong with that.

Found over at A Taste Of The Birch, this excerpt from a spanking novel called Two Flappers In Paris. Nice use of the old “Don’t worry, this won’t hurt a bit!” line:

As soon as we had entered the whipping room, the Madame left us to the tender care of Rose, who alone had accompanied us. My little friend invited us to be seated and then said ‘I must tell you, young ladies and monsieur, that it is a condition of the house that no visitor may enter the whipping room without receiving a whipping. It is a tribute which must be paid. Now with which of you shall I begin?’

Evelyn and Nora, crimson with embarrassment, declared that they would be much too ashamed to be whipped in front of a man.

At this Rose laughed heartily.

‘Really?’ said she ‘Perhaps you are afraid that Uncle Jack would be shocked at the sight of your charms! If that is so, you may banish all fear. Monsieur is no novice, I assure you! He has seen many a whipped bottom. And I don’t mind admitting that he has seen mine dancing under the rod not so very long ago!’

‘But’ cried Evelyn ‘it must hurt terribly!’ Rose’s laughter increased.

‘Not at all, not at all!’ said she. ‘Please remember that we are here for our pleasure and not for our pain! Don’t be alarmed , young ladies, and make up your minds to go through with it. One thing is certain, and that is you will not leave this room without having had a whipping!