Spanking Blog: Adult Erotic Spanking At Its Best

Classic spanking literature (especially the naughty schoolgirl stuff) is full of unruly young ladies getting smacked on their palms or fingers with a tawse or a strap. Apparently, this was in real life a popular punishment with vicious nuns and their ilk, presumably because it hurts like hell while preserving the modesty of the young ladies in question. It’s not much seen in adult spanking play, which is probably a good thing — the hands are far more fragile than the buttocks, full of tiny little fragile bones, nerves, and tendons. It’s riskier play, and thus not for everyone. Photos can be fun, though, especially if you enjoy pained expressions:

From Real Spankings, which is part of the Real Spankings Pass family of spanking sites. More pictures in this gallery from Spank Slaves Spanking TGP.

John from Leather Thorn Paddles (whose quality spanking merchandise is emphatically Spanking Blog approved) wrote in to tell us about his Name That Paddle contest. If you come up with the best name for this prototype addition to his catalog, you can win it!

Hmm, I think I’d call it the “Waffle Iron”.

Here’s a handy list from My Bottom Smarts of the virtues of spanking marks :

Ten Reasons Why Marks Aren’t So Bad

10. Turn-on for partner
9. Fun topic of conversation
8. Reminder to not misbehave
7. Demonstrates submission
6. Prevents becoming a couch potato
5. Edgy fashion statement
4. Spanking souvenir
3. Moderates subsequent spankings
2. Badge of honor
1. Excellent opportunity to complain

There’s just a lot of grumpy spanking people in these pictures from Lupus Spanking. These two look pretty sour:

And, for more obvious reasons, so does this girl:

Here’s a funny panel from an old Batman comic:

Three cheers for jocular paternalism!

Here’s another threatened bastinado picture; the cute-but-awkward bondage posture invites lots of spankings, but the feet are right there handy too:

From this shoot at Hogtied.

See Also:

• Bastinado In The Barn
• Saturday Morning Bastinado
• A Touch Of Bastinado

Fred is, quite simply, an evil genius. It seems Patty was playing with fire (mealworms in the meal, if you can believe anyone could be so bratty) and this was her just reward:

“I’ll be back before noon. While I’m gone you carve yourself a ginger plug, set it in some water and then go lay out every implement we own on the bed. I’ll call you when we’re on the way in and tell you what’s next.”

“Huh?”

“You heard me.”

I looked up into Fred’s eyes and they were twinkling. “You’re the one who wanted to play a game of what’s in the food. How about we follow that up with a game of what’s in the hand?”

“Honey?” I was confused at first.

“You heard me, we’ll play what’s in my hand. You’re going to get a spanking this afternoon Patricia, I’ll give you five solid smacks with every implement in the toy box, you guess which one I use each time. Get it right, you get a kiss, get it wrong and you get a sound punishment with it.” He grinned and laughed at my expression. “Sound like fun brat?”

“No!” I complained. It was an intriguing idea, I had to give him that, but some of our toys are not funny.

“You should have thought of that before you put secret ingredients in my food.”

Genius, I say. Fred gives me the best ideas….