Spanking Blog: Adult Erotic Spanking At Its Best

Here are some links to public spankings at the Folsom Street Fair in San Francisco — text links only: Horsed Horsed Horsed Flogged.

Photographer is “PhoDOG”; thanks to James for the links.

Here’s a set of rules for a spanking poker game. The scoring is a bit complicated, but perhaps worth the trouble; it looks as if the usual unfairnesses of playing poker for forfeits (if you’ve ever played strip poker you’ll know what I mean) are avoided, making for a game that’s probably fun as a game as well as for the forfeits.

If you’re old-fashioned like me and think the girls should get all the spankings, I suggest cheating; choose a light implement that works best on bare skin, deprive the ladies present of their clothing, and have the men keep their pants on. (Be prepared to hear squawking when you implement this minor rules change.)

This pair of spanking photos from Whipped Ass has a surprising twist. The first picture shows a fairly unremarkable girl/girl over-the-knee spanking, although the tightly roped wrists on the spankee add an unusual edge:

But when we switch camera angles:

Zoom! The heat level rockets through the stratosphere. That unexpected ball gag in a flushed and anything-but-passive face, the hair pulling, and the luscious grin on the lady giving the spanking — wow!

From this shoot.

Another nice thing about the spanking kink is that it sometimes helps recruit women into something resembling the typical male love of the hardware store. Here’s Anna in an erotic shopping frenzy:

I walked the isles of Home Depot in search of rubber tubing, but in the end settled for black vinyl irrigation tubing. At a price of $8.19 cdn for 50 feet of tubing, it definitely fell into the cheap and affordable category. I originally got the idea from Red; she has a highly prized homemade flogger made of rubber tubing that I had been admiring recently. I hadn’t expected a trip to Home Depot on this particular day, but as my mind wandered to my recent spankings, I found myself feeling the need to flex my crafty muscles so to speak.

The internet told me that an average flogger should have 15 to 25 tails each, which should be 15 to 22 inches long. I promptly cut the majority of the tubing to create 8 long pieces, which when folded would create sixteen 15″ tails with a sizable handle to allow my honey the freedom to hold and maneuver the flogger as he chose.

Of course she tests it out after making it — you had to ask?

Here’s a rather extreme bit of art for you:

Extreme, perhaps, but still classical; it would appear to be an illustration of this scene from The Story Of O:

O’s hands were clutching the edge of the platform – Yvonne having attached them to a ring set in the platform – and her buttocks were thus suspended in mid-air. Anne-Marie made her raise her legs toward her chest, then O suddenly felt her legs, still doubled-up above her, being pulled taut in the same direction: straps had been fastened to her ankle bracelets and thence to the columns on either side, while she lay thus between them on this raised dais exposed in such a way that the only part of her which was visible was the double cleft of her womb and her buttocks violently quartered. Anne-Marie caressed the inside of her thighs.

“It’s the most tender spot of the whole body,” she said, “be careful not to harm it. Not too hard now, Colette.”

Colette was standing over her, astride her at the level of her waist, and in the bridge formed by her dark legs, O could see the tassels of the whip she was holding in her hand. As the first blows burned into her loins, O moaned. Colette alternated from left to right, paused, then started again. O struggled with all her might, she thought the straps would tear her limb from limb. She did not want to grovel, she did not want to beg for mercy. And yet, that was precisely what Anne-Marie intended wringing from her lips.

“Faster,” she said to Colette, “and harder.”

Update from the comments: The artist is Paula Meadows.

Another update! I found the uncropped artwork:

See Also:

• A Neighborly Belt Spanking
• Pussy Whipping Interrogation
• Comic Book Pussy Whipping
• Beer Label By Paula
• Pussy Whipping, Prison Camp Style

I can’t resist showing another few pictures from Lupus Spanking, this time showing some classroom discipline. Don’t tell me you’ve never attended a class where you wished this would happen to the worst of the gum-chewing bubbleheads:

Naughty schoolgirls, all in a row. Pop pop pop! Didn’t anybody do the reading today?

See Also:

• Big Paddle, Little Cheerleader
• Humiliating Bondage And Brutal Spanking
• Paddled In Front Of The Class
• Trinity Post, Paddled Schoolgirl
• Hangdog Schoolgirls

I got a very nice email from Liz (reprinted here by permission) about how she finally got her husband to spank her:

I have been enjoying your website for quite sometime now, and I just had to share my first spanking story with you. I have been spanked before, but just the playful type while being done from behind. I have always really liked it, but been too afraid, embarrassed, whatever to ask for more. I have been married for 5 years now, and my husband and I (even after having two kids) still have a great sex life.

So, I finally worked up the nerve to start dropping hints about getting spanked. One night during a particularly hot and heave night he playfully spanked me as I walked by. I giggled a little and asked him if it was bad that I liked it. He just laughed and didn’t say anything. Then one day when he came home and I didn’t have dinner ready and he had had a very long day, I asked him if I was going to get a spanking for not doing what I was supposed to. He said yes and picked up a spatula that I had just washed and smacked me hard on the ass. It made my whole body tingle, and he could tell.

A few days went by and then last night while we were in bed, he just went for it. We were just getting into the mood, and SMACK. I felt the hot sting of his hand against my bare bottom. I flinched and groaned. He must have liked that reaction, because he flipped me onto my tummy and started spanking one cheek then the other, not very hard at first. Then he got into it. He tied my hands to the head board and spread my legs so he was sitting between them. He kept spanking my cheeks one then the other, some light swats and some that felt like his hand was on fire. Then he smacked my inner thighs, which hurt a lot more than I though it would. I yelped a little. He said, “Just for that you get 5 more. Now be a good girl and don’t yell like that again.” I nodded so he would know that I understood. Then he told me to count them out for him. On the fifth one he smacked my pussy hard.

I was finally getting what I wanted after all this time, and it felt incredible. After my ass was the color of a candy apple, he picked up my hips. Mind you, I was still on my tummy tied to the bed. So, here I am red ass in the air. Then he fucked me like he had never done it before. I think that he liked the spanking as much as I did.

I can’t wait for the kids to go to bed to see what tonight might bring. I did notice a slotted spoon in the bedroom, so I think he may have plans for me later. Thanks for the website, after looking at it a few times a week I realized that I had to figure out a way to get what I wanted. I am so glad I did!

It’s always nice to hear that Spanking Blog has provided someone with a bit of inspiration!