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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.
I’ve linked before to the spanking goodness to be found over at Pink Flamingo Publications. Here’s another small excerpt from a spanking novel that’s for sale over there:
While admiring the lovely sight before them, the inspired disciplinarian delivered round after round of smacks, making Bridget’s bottom acutely raw. His aim drifted downward for a time, as he lay a potent dozen on the more tender flesh of her thighs. With this, Bridget let out an angry howl, “Oh, my god, no please!” Her voice rocked the air with a passionate plea for mercy that fell on deaf ears.
In answer to that desperate plea, at least a half dozen more strikes snapped rudely on her thighs before her tormentor changed his aim again. Bridget was only too happy to have the treatment return to her padded behind.
As the scene evolved, the paddling finally came to an end. Only after the paddle was retired for the night did the penitent woman note the fire on her ass. The warmth that spread across the surface expanded to the insides of her body, into her quivering thighs, and up her spine. She could feel the warmth reach the center of her crotch where her pussy was moist and blood pulsed in an erotic frenzy. The empty cavity clenched involuntarily, but she halted the reflex knowing what that would communicate to the men around her.
From Reckless Disregard by Lizbeth Dusseau.
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It’s a hot day in July, so I’m going to go play in the sunshine. I’ll leave you with this promo still from one of the original summer movies, showing Elvis spanking Jenny Lee in Blue Hawaii:
That facial expression she’s got looks like good old fashioned outrage, so either she was a good actress, or Elvis was getting into his role, or both.
Synchronicity in action! First one email correspondent was sharing with me the fact that Spanish has a rich specialized vocabulary covering various ways to hit, beat, cut, slice, stab, and murder people. One word for hitting someone with a stick, another for hitting them with a strap, et cetera. Fascinating stuff, but then again, what do you expect from the people who brought you the words “strappado” and “bastinado”?
Then another e-mailer pointed me to Wulfram’s Spanking in Other Languages page. The page presents the word for spanking in 45 languages! As my correspondent points out, you can use these words in search engines to find spanking resources that would otherwise not likely be discovered. Very handy.
You must not fail to visit the Italian Spanking Art Pages Museum: 45 galleries of vintage spanking illustrations. Awesome!
Here’s another nice piece of spanking art. I can almost hear a teasing male voice in the background asking “How many more strokes is it worth to you if I take off that elbows tie?”
Poor thing! Those arms can’t be happy, but there’s a lot of red in that well-spanked ass of hers too. Not an easy decision….
Artist is Waldo, I believe.
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