Posts Tagged ‘spanking’

I was hoping for a longer and more expansive exploration of spanking art styles both over time and place. Here is a taster for a future date of varying styles from diverse cultures, including the US, France, Czech Republic and possibly Britain.  


Part I here Stacy hadn’t eaten a home cooked meal since she couldn’t remember, although she could have done without the audience. Not that Augusta was unsubtle, but after sitting the writer at the kitchen table with a chicken stew she called a young girl just to watch Stacy while the older woman came and went […]


Community Page

15Oct18

Hi all. This is the third week in a row we have run this feature. Maybe it is the way to go. It all seems very quite to me across the blogosphere, but the professionals have been busy. I have included two cuts from Firm Hand Spanking this week, both from the same scene with […]


Vintage Sunday

14Oct18

Why Not?

13Oct18

Still playing catch up here. Vintage Sunday tomorrow. Not sure where this picture is from or who took it or why? But I thought it might brighten your day.


It has been a few days since the last post, my apologies for that. Castle Black has been in chaos after some work complications collided with a fire alarm related power outage and the PC/Internet set-up imploded. Due in part to me forgetting to shut the damn machine and modem down before shutting off the […]


Part I here As soon as John left the cabin he knew he was being watched. Damn, he thought, now they have seen me. For a moment he considered going back inside and telling Alice to pack. But there was no way he could ensure her safety even then and that would certainly tip the hunters […]


Vintage Sunday

07Oct18

A few years ago it was reported that an entire women’s soccer team were spanked by their (female) coach following a bet that they would not lose. Nor it seems are they alone in the sporting world. The spanking here may be seen as a bit of fun but famously according  to her autobiography, Romanian […]


Sandi Pope stood open-mouthed in the bushes staring in almost disbelief. “I knew it,” she whispered to herself. Not such a dumb blonde after all, she grinned. Her oval face was elfin like with full lips that gave her an almost permanent pout. Her big blue eyes were framed by heavy natural lashes which blinked […]