Spanking Blog: Adult Erotic Spanking At Its Best

Because I’m always whining about the odd email I get (don’t ask about the guy who wrote in inviting me to belt his ass, but only if I emailed him back before his very short deadline) I thought it would be good to share one of the nice ones, too. Heather writes:

I’ve always had a really hungry spark for spanking. For a while, I’d been hinting about it to my beautiful caring partner (of 4 years) but when he occasionally did it, it was in jest and never what I really expected. I’ve also tried watching a spanking porn movie but it was so vicious and targeted towards the fantasies of men, it was a real turn off.

In a moment of self (very out of character!) I searched on the web and came across your site. Its been such an amazing journey of discovery. I’ve read through the entire archive and it feels so liberating to know I’m not alone. The articles on how to ask for a spanking (while continuing to be a feminist gal and respected in a relationship) gave me confidence to approach my partner.

It started off a little awkward, the first few times he was simply doing it for my pleasure. (He’s so caring, bless him!). But now its starting to turn, he’s enjoying it more than I could have imagined! Getting creative with piece of household equipment, and ignoring my very half-hearted “oh thank you, that’s enough”. He’s even started reading this website with me. Yum.

Our relationship has taken a giant step forward and it feels like I’ve let a giant skeleton out of my closest. Something I have always been ashamed of is now something we celebrate!

Now isn’t that fun? Thanks, Heather!

The Twisted Monk has the most entertaining conversations:

“Yeah, so there we were in what had to be the skankiest hotel room ever. The place reeked of stale cigarette smoke and mothballs. This place was so low rent; the Gideons would not leave a bible in the room.”
“How do you know that?”
“I looked for one.”
“Um and why would you do that?”
“I wanted to spank her with it.”
“Ok that is just wrong.”
“Nah, just par for the evening.”

I’ve got this nice leather belt. Picked it up at the thrift store for a quarter. It’s woven leather, three strands about a centimeter wide each, nice and soft and flexible. When I got it, the leather was dry and rough on the finished side and very dry and rough on the unfinished side. But it had potential — one of those quality leather belts that just leaps out at your fingertips when you run your hand through that huge rack of vinyl-and-pleather junk they always have in thrift stores.

What? You mean everybody doesn’t find quality leather by feel at the thrift store? *blink* But I digress.

Anyway, I soaked this belt with several coats of Hubbard’s Shoe Grease, which is a deliciously dirty concoction of beeswax and pine tar. By the time I was done, the belt was shiny and supple and felt almost wet from the conditioning goo. And so I hung it in my closet to let the conditioner soak all the way in.

Fast forward some months. I was rummaging through my closet when Bethie stepped out of the bathroom, naked as a jaybird and giving me some sort of jovially bratty lip. My eyes fell on the belt. Aha!

I stepped out of the closet just as she was turning away. The angle wasn’t perfect but the swing was good. CRACK! Square across both damp-from-the-shower bottom cheeks, and suddenly she’s dancing in the middle of the room with both hands on her bottom. Priceless, I tell you.

Pouting and whimpering transpired; it seems she didn’t like the belt. And she had the cutest puffy welt, complete with braided pattern.

Mostly I’ve just menaced her with the belt, since; usually I stick with the implements she likes. But I did give her one good spanking recently that included about a dozen good whacks with the belt. It makes a very impressive noise, but on her warmed-up bottom it leaves no marks.

However, keeping it on her warmed-up bottom is non-trivial, because it makes her squirm in a most uncharacteristic fashion. During her spanking, she rolled up on one side at one point…while the belt was in the air. Oopsie. That stroke landed on her hip, causing great squealing and a very interesting welt that turned into an equally-interesting bruise. I tell her and tell her that struggling always makes things worse, but does she listen?

Bah. Usual tale of tech woes here. Hard drive melt-down, spotty backups, backup media not compatible with available drives on replacement production computer, unexpected difficulties installing updated drive — there’s more, but it’s DULL. Fortunately, life has been fun in the interim.

Still, it’s good to be back.

A woman talks about how well figging and spanking go together:

Figging provoked a fierce burning sensation in the rectum, one which is intensely sexually arousing. It made me hyper-aware of my ass, to the point that my whole mind and body was focused on that one small area.

The hot sensation was constant — it’s extremely hard to stand or sit still, it made me want to keep moving constantly and even a hard spanking (as was soon applied) felt less noticeable in contrast to my fiery, smarting sphincter. In fact, I wanted him to smack me harder, as a distraction. The ginger was so powerful that the spanks he laid on to my bare backside hardly registered but the harsh contact of his hand felt so good, and my skin felt so alive to every tiny sensation after he stopped.

The Bondage Blog has a nifty photograph of Bettie Page all tied up and getting a spanking with a wooden hairbrush. Classic vintage spanking!

See Also:

• Bettie Page Shackled And Spanked
• The Bettie Page Spanking Blowjob
• Betty Page Spanking: The Movie
• Bettie Page Gets A Hairbrush Spanking
• Betty Page Spanking

A few days ago the serious caners at Mood Pictures sent me a review copy of their latest caning DVD entitled Guilty Wives. If you liked earlier Mood Pictures releases, you’ll enjoy this one.

Continuing the recent Mood Pictures trend toward more severe canings, Guilty Wives delivers some impressive caning welts. But fear not: as usual, the DVD extras show the actresses cavorting happily with the crew and demonstrating their normal enthusiastic good cheer about the whole project. In these severe caning movies from Eastern Europe, it’s always reassuring to see evidence that the girls enjoy their work and are doing it voluntarily.

So what’s the plot? Pretty simple, actually. Two wives in “Syberia” are accused of adultery, convicted in best Soviet kangaroo-court style, and sentenced to fifty harsh cane strokes each. The judge himself executes the sentence.

The canings are very harsh, and made more so because the caner can’t seem to lay on a horizontal stroke to save his life. Most of the strokes land with a down angle that lays heaviest on the girls’ left buttocks with the tip landing on their inner right thighs. Painful, surely, but a smidge inelegant.

For all that, we see real-looking tears and much unhappy caned girl. If you like severe canings, this movie will not disappoint.

In a non-English language (perhaps Hungarian?) with subtitles.