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It wasn’t easy, back in the bad old days. This is a July 19, 1885 clipping from an unknown newspaper:

Ill Treatment of a Girl

Lebanon, July 19 — Steward Klein, a stalwart farmer of the Toush Valley, along the Blue Mountains, yesterday unmercifully horsewhipped Sarah Linke, aged 19, a maid employed in his family, beating the girl beneath a willow tree in the rear yard of his premises until she sank writing to the ground and confessed that she had told an untruth.

When Mrs. Klein returned home yesterday she found the house in disorder, the infant neglected and the girl locked in her room. When Sarah was, with difficulty, induced to come out, she said she had taken refuge there to escape Mr. Klein. The latter proved by his son and hired man, however, that he had not left the field during his wife’s absence, and then whipped Sarah until she retracted the charge. Sarah’s father had Klein arrested, but, on learning of the girl’s confession, withdrew the suit and retracted the charge. The girl has disappeared.

Here’s a still from the 1969 movie The Ribald Tales of Robin Hood. Anybody seen this clunker?

Found the photo where I usually do, in the vintage newsgroup on UseNet.

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Here’s a rare (for Spanking Blog) dose of male bottom getting spanked, courtesy of Mistress Matisse:

Milo is quite clear about wanting what I give him. I love that about him. Last night I whipped his butt, hard – it’s so nice of the Universe to be sending me all these boys lately who can really take hard impact play. Both Vermont and Milo take it so sweetly for me, and I so enjoy doing it.

I had Milo bent over at the waist with his arms tied tightly behind his back, which is a tough position in itself. I started with the soft leather floggers, but my sadism rather quickly got the better of me and I switched to the nasty rubber flogger. The tails on that thing are about an eighth of an inch thick – and I don’t mean wide, I mean thick. When they made contact with Milo’s ass – pow! – I could feel the vibration run up my arm and straight down my body to my pussy. Very hot.

Mick and Dee from Luvbight.com emailed me a few months ago about their completely free site that has a ton of excellent bondage photography. Here’s a gallery of Dee with a very-well-spanked ass. Mick explains:

Dee was complaining last week that I hadn’t been “attentive” enough as a dominant. Worse, the last couple of photo sessions we’d done outdoors had not resulted in any mind-blowing orgasms for her.

Mind you she doesn’t ever say things like that…she just pouts slightly. A good dom needs to know his sub, and when in doubt assume that your sub needs a good session.

So this day I woke her up by strapping in her ball gag (that always reduces the complaints), and then I tied her hands behind her back. I ran a rope to the headboard to keep her from sitting up, and frog-tied her legs. Lastly I ran a rope in front of her waist to each post at the foot of the bed to keep her from scooting forward.

Now I had unobstructed access to her beautiful rear end, and I retrieved several favorite toys…the Hitachi “Magic Wand” vibrator, a fur-covered paddle, a Delrin cane, a Rimba hand-shaped paddle, and “Emperor”…her largest vibrating purple dildo.

I used pink nylon cord to tie the vibrator between her legs. Now she could concentrate on her clit while I reddened her ass.

One way you can tell that this is a real session and not a “photo” session is the towels under her crotch. Dee is a squirter, and we have to sleep in this bed, so I have to put a towel down before any extended orgasm sessions.

Yummy!

I just concluded an email exchange with a spanking paysite owner who shall remain nameless. He had a couple sites listed on my spanking directory, and he’d written in asking me to list a third. When I opened his site in a new window, I noticed that it ignored my default new window size and yanked my window to full-screen. Worse yet, in my browser, that means all new windows will open full-screen until I carefully resize a window back to my preferred default smaller size, and then close the window using the menu (rather than clicking the little x as I usually do.) Upon inspection, it became clear that he had a little javascript on all his pages, for the sole purpose of requiring you to view his pages full-screen whether you wanted to, or not.

After he listed the second of his sites, I sent him a polite note asking him to please consider removing the hostile javascript. No answer. When he asked about listing site number three, I inquired again whether he would remove the hostile javascript from his pages. I explained my concerns in greater detail than I’ve done here, being as pleasant and polite as I know how to be.

His response?

I do understand your concerns but it is there for a reason. We get the
majority of our traffic from top lists and I want every visitor to the index
page to be able to automatically see the buttons to the top lists lower down
the index page. I do want to keep this one piece of code as we do not use
any other form of hostile code,popups etc.

In plain English, that means “I don’t mind jerking around your surfers because it helps me get more traffic and make more money.”

Well, fine. But he won’t be making any money off people coming from my sites. Needless to say, we aren’t exchanging links any more.

Bah, I had better stop before I start ranting.

Here’s a very brief bit from a long memoir over at The Orgy, about young lovers learning to enjoy spanking and bondage:

I started rubbing her ass with my hand, occasionally popping a quick slap off. I told Renee that she�d be getting twenty slaps now, and forty more later. She was to count off after every slap.

The first slap came in squarely in the middle of her left cheek, just a little harder than the pops had been. The next slap was on the middle of the right cheek, the same strength. I alternated cheeks, using rather light slaps until both cheeks were slightly pink. There were only a few slaps left at this point, and they came in slightly harder, still alternating between her two cheeks.

By about ten Renee was moaning out the numbers rather than saying them, which was pretty much what I’d expected. After the twenty slaps I rolled her over, spread her legs slightly, and slipped a finger inside of her, finding her to be hot and wet, as expected. Her nipples were still rigid, so I took a moment to suck, lick, and nibble on them, slowly fingering her pussy as I did. She was groaning and moaning, and I could have made her come then� but instead I backed off. I was learning that sometimes the scenic route was better.

The Mac technobabble doesn’t mean anything to me, but it doesn’t sound like Hornboy is on the right track here when it comes to teaching it to Violet Blue:

Last night, Hornboy just couldn’t take it anymore. He asked me, “so, have you done any of those OSX tutorials?” I demurred. I rolled onto my stomach, facing away. “You were supposed to work on learning OS ten today.” “Ummm,” I said into a pillow, “I’m working on it.” Firmly: “No you’re not.” Petulantly: “Yes I am!” He pushed up his sleeves and said, “Okay. This is a test. How do you open a file in OS ten?” “Uh — double click on it?” He squeezed my butt and said, “you got lucky that time. How do you organize photos in iPhoto?” Giggling: “You import them?” {spank spank spank} “Wrong!” {spank spank spank} He continued, “How do you minimize your dock?” “In the preferences?!” “Too bad.” {spank spank spank} It was a long night.

At this rate I may never learn OSX.