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I’ve found what has to be the mildest reaction to a good ginger figging I’ve yet seen. Annie earned herself a punishment paddling and then it went like this:

He fetched the awaiting ginger root from the glass of ice water sitting behind his desk. I felt his cool hand opening my throbbing bottom cheeks knowing what was to come. The icy wet root soon invaded my bumhole. Once deeply implanted to Robert’s satisfaction, he pulled up my shorts and ordered me to sit at his computer and write an essay for him to demonstrate I fully understood what I’d done, the effect it was having and suggestions on how to fix it. I had one hour, no more, no less. At the end of the hour I was to present myself and the essay to him upstairs.

It was a loooong hour. Trying to concentrate with that damned root blazing in my ass is not an easy thing. Then there was the assignment itself. The first two parts were easy….

And that’s the last we hear of the ginger (except when it comes out.) Damn girl! Talk about cool as a cucumber.

Of course in the context of the situation, the ginger was the least of Annie’s worries. But still.

Update: In the comments, Annie has confirmed that the ginger was the least of her worries, but has generously added the missing lurid details. Worth promoting to the main post:

A ginger root plug up one’s backside is distracting in itself, kinda like having a lit sparkler up one’s ass is distracting. Being required to SIT adds a whole ‘nother level of interest. With my cheeks pressed around the root, its fire was extended well beyond its already unholy realm. I squirmed this way, then that way trying to relieve at least one point of contact at any given time, all the while trying to write a coherent essay. Even more difficult, trying to be contrite while doing so. A sizzling ginger root plug has a way of making me just a bit testy… OK, a lot testy, making me less motivated to say “I’m sorry, dear” than express my more sincere sentiment of the moment: “you evil fucknuts, I wanna pull your eyeballs outa your asshole!” Or something like that. A true test of submission.

Then having to walk, then climb stairs, my bottom cheeks not only rubbing against the extended root but moving it around inside, further activating its wicked oozing fire making me clench my teeth to keep from screaming, each step pure torture…

You all know the stories about what the young ladies get up to at that Girls Boarding School. Apparently it’s all true — I mean, would pornography take liberties with the truth? In any case, it hardly matters. Aren’t these girls just as cute as kittens?

Uh, oh, I think they are busted:

This can only lead to tears. Sure enough:

There was a bunch of spanking leading up to that, of course, and some very sore and regretful bottoms.

If you’ve been reading A Creative Spanked Wife lately, you’ll know that Patty managed to earn herself a hard spanking every day for ten days in a row. Ouch! Apparently she got a lot of email, both sympathetic and (sigh) judgmental. I dunno if she got any jealous mail, but once all the lonely spanko girls read Fred’s note from day nine, she might start getting it. Excerpt:

You’d be proud of her submission this week. She’s been afraid. She’s been insecure. She’s been damned classy too. No man can ask for more in his submissive than that she be strong, resolved and accepting. My brat’s been that and more.

Patty’s submission is more perfect than I deserve. When she’s right, and I am right and our wills clash, she gives me her grace. Might be she bucks it for a while, might be we both miss and argue it for a while, ultimately, when life settles out, it just is. The brat yields her faith and trust to me.

She’ll tell you she struggles. She’ll tell you she fights me. WEG. She’s a brat. Even when she’s good, she’s bad.

This is another one of those foolish-but-cute non-spankings that you often see pretty porn starlet girls indulging in:

In this case, the ladies are known as the Taylor Twins, and wouldn’t you say they look ready for more?

Cute indeed, but I wish they’d lose the hooker shoes.

See Also:

• Spankings For The Taylor Twins
• Ruler Spanked, For A Grade
• Ruler Spanking At The Crappy School
• Spanking And Sex For A Cheating Schoolgirl
• A Hard Ruler Spanking

Spanking Blog doesn’t often mention or comment on news stories like this one, because there’s nothing erotic about criminal charges:

Strippers Arrested in Alleged Spanking
3 Strippers and Two Club Managers in Arkansas Arrested for Allegedly Injuring Man With Spanking

Jul. 10, 2005 – Three strippers and two nightclub managers have been arrested for allegedly spanking a Bald Knob trucker at his 31st birthday bash and severely bruising his backside.

After his friends paid $25, Keith Lowery was handcuffed and spanked with a 3-foot-long paddle and a belt while one of the strippers restrained his head with her legs, investigators with the Pulaski County Sheriff’s Office said.

Kelly Eslick, 21, a stripper at Sensations nightclub in Jacksonville, northeast of Little Rock, admitted to police that she used a paddle drilled with holes for less air resistance while the two other dancers, Lisa Nolen, 23, and Charlene Smith, 23, used the belt.

The three women were charged with misdemeanor battery, and they and two other club employees James Daugherty, 31, and Dena Mitchell, 30 were charged with participating in an obscene performance at a live public show, a felony punishable by up to 10 years in prison.

Daugherty had planned to have patrons sign a waiver releasing the club from liability, but investigators said the club has agreed to discontinue all spankings. All five club employees were arraigned Friday, then released after receiving an Aug. 4 court date in Pulaski County District Court.

What makes this story interesting, however, are the things said and not said. “Bruising his backside”, “handcuffed”, “restrained his head”, “misdemeanor battery” — these are all phrases designed to suggest that Keith Lowery was the unwilling victim of his loutish friends and some sadistic strippers. Our mind is supposed to paint a picture of his outrage and humiliation and his complaint to the police, without which (in civilized jurisdictions) there could be no battery charge.

But go read the story again. You’ll not find a word indicating that Keith Lowery was at all unhappy with his buddies’ birthday gift. Despite the reporter’s strong efforts to paint the picture of an unwelcome physical assault, isn’t it curious that there’s not a single actual fact in the story to back up that viewpoint?

I’ll bet you dollars to doughnuts, the “investigators” mentioned in the story were in the club undercover, looking for an excuse to make arrests or otherwise hassle the club owners. Who here thinks (based on the reporting in the story) that Keith Lowery ever said a word of complaint prior to the arrests?

Thanks to Donna for emailing the link.

Here’s a busy and eye-catching piece of artwork for you. It looks like a Turkish (?) scene of judicial punishment, with a man bound for the bastinado, a young lady tied for a caning, and another lass kneeling on the floor en dishabille, clutching at her welts:

From Best BDSM Sites.

See Also:

• A Touch Of Bastinado
• She's In Trouble!
• The Languages of Spanking

I’ve fulminated before against kinky people who think that their own level of kink is just peachy, but are quick, even eager, to condemn other kinky people who may take the game a little further. Normally I just laugh, but when these kinky prudes graduate from mere condemnation and start trying to marginalize and silence other kinky people by stirring up an attempted de-linking campaign, I tend to get pissed off.

Today I received a form letter that’s evidently going out to multiple kinky bloggers. The form letter came from a known blog-spammer (someone I’ve placed on permanent moderation because he’s repeatedly tried to comment on this blog with trivial lightweight comments that seem designed mostly to promote his own blog link). The new spam says (with my comments in italicized curly brackets):

I am contacting you about a site you are trading links with. {Lie. I’ve never linked to the site in question. This, plus the lack of a personalized salutation, flags the email as a mass mailing campaign.} I have been advised by adult webmasters everywhere NOT to do what I am doing, {advice that should have been taken} but I feel I simply must do this. I have been told this is going to hurt my own website more then anything, {one can only hope} but I still feel I must contact about this matter. I believe others will get hurt and are getting hurt because of a blog you are linking to. {Only I’m not linking to it, see? Bah, I hate peasants with torches and pitchforks, they’ll say anything to get a good lynching going.} Being involved in the BDSM lifestyle I think its important that others are safe over top of the success of my website. {And who appointed our poison pen letter writer the arbiter of what is safe?}

The blog I am referring to is that of {Deleted. If I saw a man trying to rouse a lynch mob against the devil himself, I’d hide Old Scratch in my woodpile. I purely hate mobs}. This blog is purely commercial claiming to be a real life bdsm slave. {And the writer knows this how? The commercial part, well sure, but I run ads myself and don’t hold that against a person. And if she claims to be a real life BDSM slave, it would take a real goon to say “you’re not a real slave”. Who died and made this guy the BDSM pope?} Typically i don’t have a problem with this, {Why, how generous!} however in this case the author of the blog is claiming she is there to give advice to real bdsm lifestylers. The advise she promotes is NOT safe, sane, and consensual {Says who? Oh, yah, that’s right, I forgot this guy was the BDSM pope.} as is typically the case in BDSM lifestyle websites. Rather this author is promoting violence and abuse. {Again, says who? One man’s violence and abuse is another woman’s hottest fantasy. Our correspondent, the censorious prude, doesn’t get a vote, unless he’s personally on one or another end of the whip. In fact, from what I can see, it’s none of his business. I haven’t linked to the blog in question because the lady’s slavery is described as being rather more abject than I find hot. But that’s between her and her master, and none of anybody else’s concern.} Lifestylers are finding her blog, commenting that they can’t wait to learn from her, and all in all they are not the porn seekers she needs to generate money from. {So? They are adults, they can read and think for themselves. There’s really rather a glut of bad BDSM advice on the market. Trouble is, no two people agree on exactly which advice is the bad stuff. What makes this guy’s opinions special?}

This means a lot of people are following her advise and getting involved in abusive relationships and believing this is normal. {Really? Do we know these “lot of people”? Do they have names? Or are we just speculating?} I am asking those sites trading links with this blog to either stop the link trade, or make mention of the fact her blog is strictly fantasy. {Ah, here we are with the attempt to marginalize or silence the kind of kink the letter-writer doesn’t like. And by the way, what’s wrong with fantasy? If I refused to link to blogs containing fantasy, my blogroll would get skinnier in a hurry. Not that there’s any way to tell in particular cases.} I don’t want her site to be unsuccessful, {Um, obviously that’s untrue. Why don’t these prudes ever nut up and admit they are waging a campaign of marginalization and attempted shunning?} but at the same time I don’t want others believing she is a serious lifestyler to get hurt because of it. {I’m so glad we have this Holy Pope of BDSM to define for others what “getting hurt” means, and to try and save them from it whether or not they want to be saved.} I would like to trade links with your site myself, {That was never likely after the comment spamming} however not unless I am assured that this email is not going to affect a future link trade between our sites. {Oh, it doubtless would, but for the fact that usually I don’t “trade” links anyway.} Would you be willing to trade links with me, {Er, that would be a “No”} and more importantly would you either let others no her blog is purely fantasy {Er, no again, and so what if it is?} or stop the trade altogether? {You mean, take down the link I never had?}

Looking forward to a reply!

Happy to oblige. Here’s my reply: Piss off.