Vibrator, Plug, and Strap

If one toy is fun, more toys are apparently better. Such a fun time at Patty’s house:

Then he stopped kneading and lifted what I soon discovered was the school master strap. The first stroke of it burned white hot across my bottom exactly across the flange of the butt plug. The combination of extreme burning pain, intensified vibration and the knocking of the plug inside me against the vibrator in my pussy was amazing.

“Oh Gawd!” I lifted my bum hoping for another one just like that. It wasn’t long before I was given exactly that.

My arms and legs strained involuntarily against the cuffs and ropes that held them as my body tensed and writhed with the incredible intensity of pleasure and pain. The blindfold kept my senses focused inside my body. Fred set up a rhythm with the strap so that the wanton greedy movements of my hips effectively helped me fuck myself on the Rabbit. The sensation of it gliding inside me against both my g-spot in front and the vibrating butt plug behind drew me deeper inside my body. The pain of the strap became shear white-hot heaven, and yet it was like the only part of me that existed was my invaded pulsing pelvis.

Red Spanked Bottom, Red Plaid Skirt

Here’s a schoolgirl spanking picture in the best severe tradition of Girls Boarding School:

good spanking position

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Loving The Whip

I like the evil mind (minds?) behind this plan to eroticize the dreaded dressage whip in swan’s mind:

So there I go, face down over some pillows, with my hand-held electric vibrator in place against my clit and my butt high in the air, while my Master used that whip on my ass. Slowly and lightly at first, while the orgasms built, He whipped me. I knew I would be whipped hard when the waves crashed and it scared me terribly and it added to my excitement. I rode that vibrator and He rode me with that whip. I moaned and groaned and whimpered and then crashed over the edge, screaming my pleasure and my fear and my joy. The whip rose and fell over and over and over again until I collapsed in exhaustion unable to even twitch anymore.

Leering Man With A Stick

Although spanking isn’t a frequent theme in the classic Japanese shunga erotic art form, this picture comes very close. I think the bound woman is in for it:

Japanese woman beaten

From Japanese Bondage Art (where there’s a link to a much larger version of the picture).

Even More Fun With Ginger

I swear, this whole figging business is really catching on! *J* from Unwrapping the Layers is a new convert:

I began to peel and shape the ginger root as he had specified. It really smells wonderful –clean and spicy. Smells are a very powerful memory trigger, and I suspect that the smell of ginger will forever remind me of some truly delicious sexual encounters.

He finished his shower, approved of my work, and told me to get “into position” on the bed.

I obediently got into position, arching my back to display my ass for him. I felt the coldness of the ginger root plug against my rosebud, and consciously relaxed to allow him to gently push it in.

At first it just felt cold. Soon, however, a new sensation started to build. I’ve heard this sensation described as a burning sensation, or a stinging sensation, but that is not how I experienced it. It didn’t sting at all, but the sensation itself is very hard to describe. Sort of like icy-heat, or the way that you can feel a really strong mint in your sinuses. It’s not painful – just intense. It starts out small, and builds. It continues to build, until it is your entire focus.

Himself was spanking me with the brush again, at this point. And I was whimpering and squirming and moaning and begging him to spank me harder, because the spanking was a distraction from the other intense sensation in my ass.

Then I started begging him to fuck me.

“PleasePleasePleasePlease…Oh, God, Please!”

He demanded that I finger my clit while he fucked me from behind, running his fingernails down my spine, and then digging his fingers into my hips as he gripped me and pounded himself into me.

I came so hard my ears were ringing.

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Girl/Girl Martinet Whipping

Much as I enjoy this posed “French Postcard” whipping scene, and as cute as the models may be, the thing I really lust after in this picture is the portable pillory. The fun we could have!

vintage whipping

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The Elvis Prison Whipping

We’ve already seen Elvis Presley deliver a spanking in this space; but now the tables are turned. Bondage Blog has found an old movie still of Elvis getting a prison whipping:

elvis gets whipped

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