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Perhaps because spanking porn and bondage porn aren’t mixed together as much as we might like, you don’t often see this classic and very handy bondage spanking position:
I’d think the gag a bit excessive and theatrical for while the spanking was going on, though; a girl needs to be able to breathe freely when she’s gasping and thinking about crying.
From this shoot at Whipped Ass.
More comic book fun, starring Lois Lane, who seems awful cheerful about the pain in her nether regions:
Just exactly what did the robot do to her? Sexoteric speculates that she got some robot anal sex, but I think we know better.
Apparently somewhere out there, there’s a rich flyfisherman (but I repeat myself) who lounges about in his hipwaders of the finest hand-harvested plantation gum rubber, fondling his fishing flies while swatting the real ones with a genuine $60 leather flyswatter from Orvis.
Maybe, but I don’t believe it — any more than I believe any of those expensive bespoke riding crops in those ritzy hunt shops in London ever touch the heaving flanks of a horse. Heaving flanks of a cute kept woman, is more like.
Here’s a comic book spanking administered (along with a good dose of lecture) by the 1930s comic book character The Phantom:
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Magdelana from Myths and Metawhores posted a fun story (“Sodomites In Room 101“) about a spanking-and-anal-sex hotel room encounter. She suggests it’s fiction, but she accompanies it with one of the prettiest spanked-bottom pictures I’ve seen in a awhile:
My body reverts to a primal instinct and I struggle but you manhandle me to the chair and we collapse into a prime position. I am sprawled across your thighs, with my arms pinned behind my back.
Spreading your legs slightly, you perfect my position for your own pleasure. I whimper with the realisation that this is the first time you have seen me this exposed. Certainly we’ve exchanged many photographs and in that frozen in time sense you know every aspect of my body but that revelation was free from shame. This is not. Adjusting your hold, you clasp my small wrists in one hand. With the other you begin to strike me.
Hard spanks with no warm up. A fierce, ruthless volley of blows aimed low, striking me in the most sensitive of places. I cry and moan, writhing and twisting in futile attempts to escape. My skin is so hot it burns. Releasing my wrists, you pull me farther onto your knees and my hands fall to the floor to regain my balance. Taking advantage, you cup one cheek with your hand, pull it back and deliver a series of hard strikes to the tender skin around my anus. I howl at the indignity but you continue….
As is usually the case, the free spanking clips from California Star are short and more tantalizing than satisfying. But the girl in this gallery is really cute and is wearing nothing but her socks. And oh, she’s so sorry:
So, a while back Freya wrote:
He pulled a six foot bullwhip out of a package that arrived in the mail yesterday.
He turns and gives me an evil look and I’m incredulous. “Oh! No fucking way.”
Stalking to me, he circles. “Oh? You don’t get to say no.”
Eyebrows go up. “If you think I’m going to let you use a fucking bullwhip on me you’re out of your mind!”
He teases me for a few hours until he finally tells me he just wanted to fuck with me for a while and he had plans to tie me up with it.
“OH! Well, that’s okay then.” Mmmm, the thought of the leather binding my wrists is quite appealing.
In her comments, I said:
Heh, he’s a devious one. First he’ll get you all in love with the smell and the feel of the braided leather, and get you programmed with erotic associations. Before you know it, you’ll be *asking* him to use it on you “just once, to find out what it feels like.”
Turns out I was too cautious. Eight days later:
The bullwhip came out last night.
I’m on my knees. He’s on the couch, laying on his back and I’m bent over him, his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. His hand is in my hair, guiding my movements. He’s teasing me, fingers in my pussy and then up for a slap of my ass.
He pulls my head back after I’ve slid deep into submission. “Get the whip.”
Not that deep. “Nuh uh.” I shake my head.
He raises an eyebrow at me but says nothing else. That fucking eyebrow!
Okay, so I’m easy. I go and get it and bring it to him and he folds it while I get back to work on his cock and he whips my ass and thighs with it for a bit until I’m moaning and my skin is on fire….
