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As I was cleaning up some files I came across a couple of magazine covers from Hustler’s Taboo magazine:

Remember paper porn mags? They are still out there — or, at least, the ones that haven’t gone bankrupt are. Most of them can’t hold a candle to internet porn, but Taboo is something special. It’s a bondage, spanking, and fetish (some rubber, some latex, some watersports, some smoking, you get the idea) magazine published by the Hustler empire, with all the cutting edge flirting-with-obscenity-law Larry Flynt rawness that goes along with that. (For instance, it’s the only place I’ve ever seen printed porn that shows sex in handcuffs, bondage blowjobs, and the like.) Famous bondage guy Earnest Greene is the editor, and it shows. It’s a stunningly high-quality production for an outfit like Hustler, and just about the only porn magazine that hasn’t ever disappointed me.

We spankos are not left out. As the covers indicate, no issue of Taboo is without some whipping, riding crops, or some hand spanking. The pictorials are rarely pure spanking fetish stuff; the spanking is usually combined with sex or bondage or both. Lots of times, it’s understated; a few hand prints showing on a bottom below a latex mini-skirt, or a few welts in a bondage sex pictorial. But there’s plenty of good spanking entertainment, with a visual style I haven’t seen on any internet porn site:

Why am I telling you all this? Because now the Hustler’s Taboo website, which is part of the Hustler Network, offers Digital Access to a large library of back issues of the magazine. There are different pricing plans but at least one of them has a monthly cost that’s cheaper than the cover price of a single magazine!

See Also:

• Hustler's Taboo Digital Access
• Spanking Good Exercise
• Skeptical About The Spanking Proceedings
• Flogger On Bottom
• Stylish OTK Spanking
• Cropped Breasts
• Medical Spanking, Latex Version
• Caned Across Her Back
• Enforced Corner Time

Grumbler gives us the short version:

Last night, I decided it was time to start gradually working the daily spanking back into the routine. I used a plastic shoe spoon. Something that would have some sting and very little thud, so as not to jostle her body. It left some nice red lines on her. She was in a mellow mindset as we cuddled and eventually fell asleep for the night.

It’s been awhile since I’ve linked to one of the spankings Michelle gets. Mike gives all the juicy details [link broken and removed]:

I asked for her hands, and she gave them to me, and I quickly had her tied at the wrists. Then I got up, opened her legs, and sat between them, running my hands, then my nails over her bottom. Then back to rubbing with the flat of my palm, following up with a nice hard slap. Pretty hard, especially for a warm up.

I took it to ten, and by the time ‘d hit the last she was squirming – I could have stilled her with a word in that tone of voice, but it’s far more fun some days to hold her still.

Then I picked up the hair brush. It’s wooden, about an inch wide, and leaves red marks with the lightest of slaps. With the mood I was in, light slaps were not on the menu.

I stopped at 150.

There’s something so efficient about the hairbrush. Generates lots of nice marks and authentic squirming, for minimal effort.

In the best tradition of religious flagellation, here two cute young nuns have abandoned their modesty and taken up the scourge:

I’m sure there’s an iron-clad theological excuse for all this, but still I can’t shake the conviction that we are looking at one of the unintended consequences of those vows of chastity.

Just another treasure from Usenet.

This cute picture is from Girls Boarding School:

Taken from a gallery first seen over at Spank Slaves Spanking TGP.

I just found a really neat blog by a professional dominatrix (is that redundant?) with a lovely writing voice. Her current entry involves spanking the hell out of “a guy from Vermont with a sweet nature and a very tough ass”:

Vermont is a relatively new client to me – I think this was his third visit. I’m discovering that he’s quite delightfully masochistic, with a nice high pain threshold. When I’m with a new person, I’m so used to carefully modulating the level of physical intensity that when I began flogging his ass, it took me a few minutes to trust what I was seeing: that he could really take the heavier blows.

So I traded my soft suede flogger for a heavier, stiffer one. He took a few thumps with that and just smiled and wiggled his butt at me invitingly. Oh, this is going to be fun, I thought.

He took half an hour of pretty steady beating with my nastiest, meanest flogger. It’s got thick tails made out of rubber instead of the usual leather, and it bites – hard.

Definitely a worthy addition to the blogroll.

Yup, I broke my little cane. Not in a fun way like some people, either. Just picked it up to put it in a more appropriate place, gave it a flick to hear the nice “whick-whick” noise, and it snapped at the base of the suede-wrap handle.

Bethie wasn’t even home, sigh.

Now I need to get off the stick (so to speak) and order another one ASAP. Although it is springtime, so I suppose I could get by for awhile with a willow switch and a handful of fresh nettles.

Yup, it’s time to take Bethie for another walk in the woods.