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Here’s another excerpt from an online spanking novel by Hawkwood. In this world, it seems, personal responsibility is demanded at a much higher standard, and enforced by punishments for all infractions against the social order, however minor:

With this last defense resting around Susan’s knees, he allowed himself a moment to enjoy the sight of her naked and shapely bottom in its naturally creamy appearance. Then he lifted the hairbrush and commenced her punishment.

The first swat caught her across the summit of her right cheek, and got her full attention right away. It was always apparent to Susan that her boss enjoyed performing this little duty. She could feel his erection against her belly, and it was always a little extra embarrassment. But the effect only lasted until the first stinging lick of the brush left her with no attention to spare for minor distractions.

Bill was very good at getting a maximum effect from his little brush. He was probably not as expert at inducing pain as Mr. Thompson, but his employees never had cause to complain of undue leniency. The antique brush was polished very smoothly on its back, the result of many years of application to bare female flesh. The hard maple wood was more than sufficient to light a moderate fire in a woman’s backside.

The first swat had brought a little gasp of surprise to the blonde’s lips. No matter how many times she was spanked by her boss, the first burning impact always startled her with its intensity. The second, which followed quickly on the other buttock was equally severe, but somehow more endurable for being less of a surprise.

Bill paused a moment to watch the twin oval marks on the rounded surfaces darken to a color like a rich wine. Presently, he applied another swat to each cheek, and after another moment, two more. By the time she had absorbed eight of the burning spanks, Susan began to squirm.

From Chapter 1 of Kansas, by Hawkwood.

Can there be any doubt that this is the face of a girl getting a hard spanking?

From a Girls Boarding School movie.

Clearly I don’t spend enough time in the clubs. Here is the lead from a story in the July 14/2003 Newsweek Magazine:

From the nursing home to … the nightclub? Bingo is being coopted by a younger generation, and a racier version has popped up at bars from New York to Los Angeles, complete with drag queens and spankings for calling false bingos.

I’m not sure I can survive the shame of having Spanking Blog get scooped on the spanking news by Newsweek Magazine….

Update: Invidia from Collar Purple very kindly sent along the following image and this bingo cartoon, both of which seem apropos to the spanking bingo story. Thanks!

Here’s a well-deserved domestic punishment spanking that ends (as I suspect many spankings do) with some pretty sexy submission from the wife:

*CRACK* The first stinging blow of the belt came as a surprise to Kelly her body shaking and suddenly attempting to break free as the harsh pain broke the flow of excitement that had enchanted her.

The belt came down again, the leather cracking against a new part of her ass, marking it’s passage with a bright red stripe. Kelly screamed and tried to scratch at Tom’s ankles, which brought another, harder, spank of the belt. Her eyes were clenched tight as the blows rained down on her tender ass, reddening the smooth white cheeks.

From “Never Again” by Lawrence of Arabia.

This boy looks like he’s really in for it!

Here’s an amusing reminiscence:

“Remember that time when we had a spanking contest to figure out who would be the one to spank our children?” Elise asked.

I had completely forgotten about that. Elise and I decided a long time ago that we will spank our children if the incriminating offense is severe enough to warrant such punishment. We both experienced it and agree that spanking is an acceptable form of punishment. That’s our opinion – like it or lump it. We’re not planning on being abusive, but if our children do really stupid stuff like what I did, they’ll get a spanking, just like I did. I don’t know about that whole ‘time out’ thing.

Anyway – I started laughing when I was reminded of our spanking contest. I don’t know how it all came about, but we decided to spank each other on the hind side to determine who spanks more effectively. It was always assumed by the both of us that I would be the strong arm of the law when it came to child rearing, but we went ahead and had a contest anyway.

I won. Of course, the competition was fierce. I am completely confident in Elise’s spanking abilities in my absence. This contest didn’t go without any temporary physical discomfort. My posture was noticeably better due to the involuntary cheek clenching that ensued shortly after my spanking. On my spank delivery, I busted a blood vessel in my right ring finger which caused it to double in size just below the first knuckle. Elise had a long lasting, skinny-fingered handprint on her gluteus maximus after my deliverance.

Our contest was all in fun. We laughed and made fun of ourselves throughout our pre-parenthood boot camp. We’re dorks. I love my dorky wife though and I know she will be a wonderful mother.

Last night I added another excellent blog to my blogroll called Captive Heart. It’s a very tender and loving blog about the adventures of Katy and her Master. Here’s a picture of Katy after a caning:

Isn’t she pretty?