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Here’s a very cute drawing of someone (is it Laura Croft?) getting her buns heated to a nice ruddy glow by a grinning self-satisfied elf of unusual size:

This illustration has a moral: “Never sass a huge elf warrior, especially if everything he’s wearing appears to made from leather. Not even if you are a big movie star with a huge contract.”

Although I’ve posted some rules for spanking games before, I’m not a huge fan of the concept. Why not? Because they tend to be entirely too fair. Why should I put my tender butt in needless jeopardy?

However, Invidia (she of the excellent spanking stories and artwork) was kind enough to send along also her rules for Spanking Trivial Pursuit. And these are very much to my liking, because the game is played in Dom/sub pairs and no matter who misses the question, the subbie gets the swats.

Which would also happen to be convenient for me, since I absolutely suck at Trivial Pursuit.

Anyway, here are the most excellent rules:

Spank Me Trivial Pursuit

Basic: The game is played in Dom/sub pairs according to the basic rules; except that when a wrong answer is given the submissive partner is spanked. We had differing levels of spanks and implements according to the color of the spot we landed on and how many questions of that type we had missed. Here are ours, but you should scale your own toward your own strengths and weaknesses:

Orange (Sports) – hand swats
Yellow (History) – hairbrush
Blue (Geography) – Belt
Pink (Entertainment) – Paddle
Brown (Literature) – Light cane
Green (Science) – Evil bath brush

Number of swats depended on how many times a question in that category had been missed. One for the first miss, two for the second, three for the third; you see the pattern now, don’t you?

Variation Two: After getting caned entirely too much for knowing nothing about 19th century literature, my sis and I came up with a Doms vs. subs version. She and I took turns rolling the dice and we answered the questions in pairs. Whoever’s turn it was when the wrong answer was given took the swats. There was a double-or-nothing clause added though. We were allowed to ask for another question in the same category. If we got that one right, we took no swats. The number of swats was doubled. (Note: This does slightly favor the subs to win the game since they get more chances to answer a question. But it’s not really about who wins the game, you know.)

Variation Three: Swats and Dares! Sis and I were tired of sitting on sore rear ends for no compensation. We suggested that it would be entirely more fun if the Doms had some negative incentive on their part as well. When the Doms missed a question we would assign them some funky dare to do like Truth-or-Dare. We had to establish limits of course, but we had more fun than should be allowed by law!

Personal suggestions:

1. Dares are private. Don’t talk about them outside the game.
2. Allow the Dare players a certain number of dare refusals.
3. Play with open-minded, fun people.
4. Set a maximum number of swats.
5. Play with safewords.
6. Don’t ever, ever tell a Dom that he hits like a girl!

Sounds like a great party game to me.

Sometimes it seems like spanking porn these days is all about the butt. Flaming red asses, big welts, and impact shots are all well and good, but nothing adds authenticity like a good close look at her face when the paddle swings in fast and true.

By that standard, this ancient still from Nu-West has authenticity to spare:

Sorry about the poor image quality, but it’s what it is. If anybody has a better scan, or (fat chance!) a paper version of this image they’d like to lend for scanning, by all means do get in touch!

“The Boss” wrote in to share an essay he worked up from a spanking lecture. Given the close (one might even say “warm”) connection between spanking and certain D/s lifestyles, I thought some of my readers would enjoy hearing from The Boss about his personal approach to the D/s game and to his own well-spanked subbie:

Fairness and the Dom/Sub Relationship
By The Boss

The first and foremost thing one must understand about fairness
is that it is a HUMAN invention. It does not exist in nature nor,
arguably, is it even a major factor in most human cultures. Bad
things happen to good people and good things happen to bad people.
“C’est la vie” captures the spirit of this, but doesn’t go far enough.
The basic truth is LIFE is not fair.

On the other hand, dominance and submission are facts of life,
both in nature and the human world. One buck will have all the
does he wants and the vast majority will go without. The head
lion gets his “lion’s share” despite not participating in the
hunt. Lesser dogs will lay on their backs and turn up
their bellies to the alpha male when he comes around. Why is
this the case? Because it WORKS . . . without a hint of
fairness at all.

There is no denying the basic human emotion that desires for
things to work out ‘right’. Criminals SHOULD be punished,
and the virtuous SHOULD have their rewards. But the
EXPECTATION of fairness is a relatively recent development.
What we must question is whether this expectation
is reasonable or not. Or whether it may only be
reasonable in some circumstances and not others.

I would argue that fairness is neither reasonable or
even desirable in a D/s relationship. Is it ‘fair’
that one person have most or all the power? Is it
fair for a submissive to be punished for infractions
(real OR imaginary), while her dominant operates under
no such penalties? Not at all!

A healthy D/s relationship has many good qualities,
but fairness is not among them. It should be based
on trust, respect, caring and a healthy dose of
responsibility (on the part of all members). But
the essential fact is that the dominant has all
the authority. All of it. With that comes all of
the responsibility. And yet, it is the submissive
who ends up with the whipped tail and waiting on her
master, literally hand and foot at times.

The eternal cry of the freshly punished subbie is
“That’s not fair!” True, and that’s the way it should
be. The contract between a dominant and his submissive
(whether explicit or implied) is “I will care for you,
but I have the right to guide you, use you or
discipline you as I see fit.” Nowhere in there is the
responsibility to cater to anyone’s sense of fairness.
To do so would undermine the essential UNfairness
of the transfer of power inherent in all hierarchical
relationships.

Nor does a submissive, deep down, truly desire fairness.
By ceding power, she is saying, “Do not be fair to
me, CONTROL me.”

The fairness doctrine insists that people be treated
equally and identically for the same actions. If a
sub makes a mistake, she may be whipped, denied
pleasures or forced to perform some arduous task. A
dominant, making the same mistake, might simply
make a sincere apology. Should the bottom get to
swat the top in the latter case? Of course not!

A dominant should strive to be consistent,
even-handed, and authoritative. But fairness should
be avoided in all its forms. And BOTH parties will
be happier for it.

Obviously this is not your typical politically correct Bay Area negotiated playspace power exchange we are talking about. But who cares, if the players are happy?

Here’s another movie spanking, a real classic. This promo photograph is from the movie The Girl He Left Behind (1956) and shows Tab Hunter spanking Natalie Wood with his hand:

Huge grin on his face, and isn’t that a pretty smile on her face too?

I have previously linked to images from the age of slavery, as a reminder that the whip was not always a symbol of good clean pervy fun. This image is, I think, more recent, but still very much from a less enlightened era. It’s also a rare crumb for those of our fans who prefer to see robust male hineys under the lash:

From soc.sexuality.spanking, this revised version of Byron’s classic “She Walks In Beauty Like The Night“:

SHE shakes her booty, what a sight!
Her protest climbs; she stamps and cries
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meets in her ass and tearful eyes;
This mellow’d brat now so contrite

Was Heaven to spank and to chastise.

One smack the more, one stroke the less,
Had half impair’d the nameless grace
Which waves of lust and of distress
Are sweeping keenly o’er her face,

Where thoughts obscenely sweet express
How hot, how wet their dwelling-place.

And on those cheeks once white as snow
So soft, so sore, yet eloquent,
The stripes between the tints that glow,
But promise nights in passion spent,—
A mind afire with need below,
A heart that’s far from innocent.