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Men always ask about wife spanking.
Well, that’s what the magazine cover says anyway:
“Should wives be spanked?” I don’t think the answer is in doubt.
2009 update: I found scans of the magazine and made a transcription of the entire article. Big surprise: the author concludes that “a lot of wives would probably be happier if their husbands gave them an occasional spanking.” Ya think?
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Somebody dressed as Dr. Cyclops: “Absent a place to tie up and spank the crap out of cute girls, what’s the point of leaving the house?”
Well, OK, you’ll want some context for that. Try Violet Blue, who charges merrily about with sexy friends through the peripheries of the more interesting bits of the kinky sex scene in San Francisco while proclaiming and bemoaning her relative lack of participation:
So no, my threesome didn’t happen, not at the superhero party, nor the next evening when Hornboy and I went hot tubbing with wine and candles and Minx, whose idea it was, declined to call. The superhero party was perhaps the anticlimactic buzzkill of the whole setup — while the last party from this host was fantastic, the open to the public, no playspace party turned into a rager where few were in costume, and there was much “super puke” in the bathrooms. I was relieved to spend time with a couple that I adore, who both work for San Francisco Sex Information. While I was with the fabulously costumed Hornboy as Harvey Birdman, they won my personal prize for high-concept superhero scenario — he was the nefarious Dr. Cyclops, and she was a tough-girl heroine who had to break into his lab to steal a secret formula. Of course, she would get caught and have to be tortured for hours. Sadly, the party setup had their hours’ worth of role-play fun shelved for later, and their nearly 75-lb. bag of S/M gear and sex toys unceremoniously dumped in coat check. As Cyclops put it, “Absent a place to tie up and spank the crap out of cute girls, what’s the point of leaving the house?”
There. Context. Happy now?
Here’s a little woodland Sapphic spanking fun from the good old days:
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Here’s an amusing nautical whimsy to lighten the mood after the recent unpleasantness:
DW is grumpy today. However, unlike most grumpy women, she has a plan for the proper treatment of such:
I have a recurring fantasy of sulking in bed and having my lover come in as he chooses, hold me down, and fuck me hard, leaving his cum dripping out of my ass or pussy. If I start to grumble or talk back, he’d shove his cock or a gag in my mouth, tie me down, and cane my smooth white ass until it was raised in welts and I had something legitimate to complain about. He’d leave me there to sleep, bound, sore, dripping, until he was hard and ready to take me again. None of it would be about my physical pleasure, only his.
A sure way to banish all grumpiness from the household!
It’s a common practice on this blog for me to link to a spanking story elsewhere on the internet with a few words of commentary (usually positive) and a short quote from the story. Credit to the author is always given when the author is known.
This practice respects copyright law (under the doctrine of fair use for the purpose of commentary) so long as the quoted portion is small in proportion to the overall work. More to the point, most authors of non-commercial spanking fiction are delighted by the attention and the traffic. In the rare case where an author is not pleased, I’m always happy to remove the quoted matter upon request, despite my legal right to use such material. Such removal upon request constitutes simple courtesy to the author.
Unfortunately, courtesy is in short supply these days. My good mood was considerably dampened by the receipt of a letter regarding a small excerpt from a long and excellent spanking story, referenced on this blog last May. The story author wrote and in the rudest terms accused me of theft, suggested that I should abandon this blog enterprise in favor of writing my own original stories, and intimated that people like me were making her stop writing stories. She also demanded that I remove the story quote.
Of course, that request was immediately complied with.
Update: Originally I had a short quote from the author’s email above. She has now written back demanding that I remove all links to her, mentions of her, and all emails from her from my site. She was also aggrieved, somewhat contradictorily, because I had edited her email by excluding the paragraph that identified her and her story and that included the first part of her complaint about my use of her materials without permission. In any case, I’ve honored her request to the extent of removing the actual text of her email. This discussion, and the original post (with links, but sans quote) will remain. Her desire not to “be associated” with this site doesn’t give her the right not to be mentioned, not after she sends me rude emails.
Let me be completely clear about my linking policy. Links are the blood and sinew of the internet, and breaking them is vandalism. I don’t remove links upon request, especially if the request is rude. If you own something and put it on the public internet, you don’t get to decide who links to you. If you don’t want links, remove your resource, or don’t put it up in the first place.
Happy Thanksgiving!
