Kneeling For The Whip

Here’s a cute little graphic from an old erotic pamphlet called “Bondage Slaves of the Bridewell“:

hands tied and kneeling nicely for her whipping

There are several more illustrations of cute babes tied for punishment if you follow the link, although alas there are some unpleasant scanning artifacts on a couple of the cutest ones.

A Careless Nurse’s Slipper Punishment

Here’s a scene is from Plantation Punishment by Rick Adams. It seems a young nurse made a mistake with her medicines, and she’s not too keen on having her aggrieved patient complain to the nuns in charge:

She suddenly realised what was happening. “Sir, what you are doing is indecent.” She started to wriggle. “I am only seventeen.”

“I would not dream of distressing you,” I said, leaving my hand where it was. “Let us send for sister, then.”

“No, no!” She started to cry. “I can’t go home, I would be disgraced and my step-father would be furious, he would beat me sir, worse than ever.”

Taking that as permission to proceed, I began to finger her all over. I spread her excellent legs further apart despite some resistance and ran my fingers up and down them, investigating all her secret places at leisure as she quivered and shrank from me.

I ran my fingers round and round her splendid white buttocks. They would redden nicely. “Get up and fetch one of my slippers,” I said, “and then come back here, over me like this.”

She came back reluctantly but obediently with the slipper and wriggled back over my lap.

She pulled up her dress as I had ordered, and I gazed upon her naked bottom with relish. Then I ran the slipper over it. Her soft plump flesh recoiled in dread, but when she started to cry and sob, my eagerness became all the greater. I was overwhelmed with an uncontrollable need to punish the wench severely. My practised hand descended viciously upon the shrinking flesh.

Thwack!

Thwack!

Thwack!

Patsy began to yelp with every stroke of the slipper, and after a few minutes her yelps turned into moans, then into screams so loud that I had to stuff a handkerchief into her mouth….

Spanking Machine

Here’s a fiendish device that gives “exercise machine” a whole new flavor:

foot pedal operated spanking machine

For the top who has everything (except an excuse to exercise).

How to Get Your Partner To Spank You

Here’s another one of these how-to articles, namely, “How to Get Your Partner to Spank You (No Matter How Politically Incorrect It Is)” by Miss Lee. [link broken and removed] Written from the feminine perspective, although the wording is mostly gender-neutral:

But back to the present and the problem at hand, namely, how do you get your partner/lover to give you a good, old fashioned walloping? Let’s say you’re normally a take-charge woman, independent as heck, know what you want and how to ask for it. Yet, when it comes to the S word, you’re so nervous you feel like you’re on a first date. At fourteen. With a huge zit on your face.

Full of sensible advice well presented. But I gotta say, it’s startling how many of these articles are floating around out there, mostly written by women. Other than on the internet, where are all these frustrated lady spankos hiding?

Spank Us, We’re Canadians

Mike and Michelle are having a great deal of fun over at Sweetness Follows. Not only does the imaginative sexy goodness rarely stop, but Mike put his foot firmly down and replaced the pink pastel theme with some good old fashioned steel handcuffs for a graphic. And Michelle got spanked a while back, but the archives are hosed at the moment so I can’t link to it. 30 lashes for the archivist!

“The Age of Duckie Training has Arrived!”

Quack! I’m laughing so hard I’m not sure I’ll be able to post this. Here’s a guy with a whole new outlook on the master/slave game:

All praises to that most misunderstood and heavily lubricated of all sex toys, the butt plug! Our little pear-shaped friend that goes places where no toy has gone before. Our multi-colored and unyielding cohort in things that go bump in the backdoor night. Yes, the lowly butt plug may look like Willard Scott in a latex body suit, but for sheer ease of use and perfection in single-minded purpose, there is no other toy more capable of getting a subbie’s attention while allowing a tired Dominant to take a rest and watch a little TV.

Lubricate, insert, and let the nature take its course! What could be easier, what could be more pure in intention and design, what could become more boring more quickly?

So, you ask, “what can I do to return the butt plug to its rightful place as a tool of pain, pleasure and humiliation in my subbie’s jaded little bottom?”. The answer, my quizzical friends, lies in the design of the butt plug itself.

Remember how people used to remind themselves of important events and tasks back in the days before PDAs? The venerable string around the finger… outdated as a tool of memory reinforcement, you say? Crap, I say!

The butt plug base was designed to hold string, dental floss, thin copper wiring, extra long spaghetti, and even uncut link sausage (if you’re into raw meat edge play).

Once the string is knotted firmly around the butt plug base, lube and insert as usual. And now, the fun begins!

Make certain your butt plug string is long enough to reach the ground. Now, it’s time to open the kitchen cabinets and childhood toy box to see what tickles your Dominant fancy (and horrifies your submissive’s ego).

But for pure Domly impact, nuthin’ beats the sight of a butt plug string tied to a toy duck mounted on wobbly wheels that produce a distinctive quacking sound with each motion.

Let’s face it, fetish fans… pony training is passe’. The scene is overridden with herds of poorly coordinated pony girls running in circles with tin dung buckets attached to their haunches. Pony players, wake up and smell the oats…. pony training is taking a dirt nap. The age of duckie training has arrived!

Dom Rule #140: “Where Goes Thy subbie, Goes Thy Duckie”

Break out the crop and swat your butt plugged subbie through your home, dungeon, or furnished apartment. Where your subbie goes, Mr. Quackers follows! The sound of Mr. Quackers’ angry cry will make your subbie’s anus cringe in delight!

Start small. A few quacking trips around the dungeon will tire an untrained subbie. Practice, practice, practice. Remember, Rome wasn’t Dommed in a day!

Soon, your subbie will be ready to take Mr. Quackers for an outdoors walk. Nuthin’ says sub space like a Sunday stroll down the Boulevard with a quacking toy duckie attached to your butt plug string!

Ow. My sides still hurt from the laughing. This is excerpted from D/s For Dumbells by one Dork E. Dom, who has much much more like this at his website.

Spank the Secretary

This is just too much spanking fun. A flash game based on the recently popular movie “The Secretary”: Just click here and when the page loads, start typing. Every key gets you a different spank, pinch, or reaction. There are some special reactions if you type the right dirty words….