Marie-Louise Spanked For Crashing – P2

Posted by Editor - July 15th, 2020

With that, John lifted his hand and brought down a flurry of smacks on her jean-covered backside. Marie-Louise closed her eyes, tensed and tried not to squirm, but she knew that by the time her father was finished, she would be kicking and crying and pleading for him to stop. John stopped for a moment, and Marie-Louise exhaled. She felt his weight adjust underneath her, and knew he was reaching for something. She opened her eyes in time to see him pick up her hairbrush. She let out a moan.

“No Honey, not the brush.”

“Would you prefer the paddle little girl?”

“N-no sir.”

THWACK! The hairbrush landed hard right on the center of her bottom. Marie-Louise let out a yelp. Back and forth from cheek to cheek John peppered his little girl’s backside until she was squirming. With that, he gave her a final SWAT with his hand.

“Stand up.”

Marie-Louise pushed herself up and did her best not to rub. John reached for the waist of her jeans, and had them unbuttoned and down to her knees before she could even think to protest. He took her wrist and again pulled her across his lap.

“You, little girl, are going to learn that rules and laws are meant to be obeyed.”

“But Honey, I know that….I just forgot…”

“Well, then hopefully this will help you remember.”

John placed the brush on her backside, and Marie-Louise clenched her cheeks together. He raised the brush and brought it down on her sit-spot. Marie-Louise inhaled sharply through clenched teeth. She tried to count the spanks, certain that if she could just keep count she could imagine the end of this flurry, and somehow she would survive it.

“I asked you a question, and I expect an answer.”

Marie-Louise was startled back to reality. “I, uhm, I don’t know.” She weakly replied, hoping that her answer would somehow satisfy the question.

John put the brush down and continued with his hand. “You SPANK know SPANK perfectly SPANK well SPANK that SPANK ‘I don’t know’ SPANK SPANK is not SPANK an acceptable SPANK answer SPANK SPANK SPANK. Try again. SPANK SPANK”

“I don’t remember the question Papaaaaa.”

Darias Birthday Spanking

Posted by Editor - July 1st, 2020

Daria was turning thirty; today was a special day. She spent the night before playing, knowing she had a party to attend this evening.

The curly hair brunette set out her clothes a blue satin dress something, which she knew would match her tan complexion very well.
Time was nearing for the party when it finally arrived she was greeted by her friends and her family. Her sister had brought along a few of her own friends intent on “Setting her up”. That didn’t really go over to well with Daria who smiled nicely at the guys her sister had dragged along.

After the cake and the gifts, the young damsel decided she’d take a walk in the garden to her surprise a stranger met her under an orange blossom tree on a bench. He had not been among the guests – or at least Daria didn’t recall him there. She would have remembered. His striking predatory features and the well-trimmed goatee would have stuck in her mind.
She went to ask his name, but instead, he placed a finger to her lips. Shaking her head he said: “Now Miss Dariahave you been a good girl?”
She found herself blushing, but a grin crossed her face.

“Young lady I asked you something.” Demanded the stranger.

Daria smiled, playing would make her feel good. “No sir I’ve been very naughty.” She purred.

“Perhaps the birthday girl needs a spanking?”

Though he made it a question the stranger didn’t allow Dariaany options. With one swift action, he pulled her over his knee. Slowly he lifted the hem of her satin dress finding underneath silky emerald green panties.
Smack! He landed one test swat it produced an “Ouch”, but also a giggle from Daria. “Now thirty swats” said the stranger. “Perhaps this might be to much?”

“No sir – I’ve been a very naughty girl.” She looked up over her shoulder batting her eyelashes at him with a smile.

Not saying another word the stranger began the spanking, soft at first but then building harder. After ten whacks he paused and reached for the elastic of Daria’s panties pulling them down to her ankles. Her ass was already the color of an apple. “Now how does that feel?” he asked.

“Oh it stings.” She purred.

“Okay then.” Said the stranger continuing the spanking pleased by the little yelps and cries he was causing.

After her thirty swats the stranger stood Dariaup and hugged her. Nibbling on her ear he whispered. “Happy birthday love.” Daria smiled and kissed him back warm all over.


Marie-Louise Spanked For Crashing – P1

Posted by Editor - June 15th, 2020


“Yeah hon?”

“I have to tell you something, but well…” Marie-Louise paused and stared at the floor.

John leaned back in his chair, folded his hands in his lap, looked at her and said “what is it honey?”

John let out a long sigh and waited. His gaze never left his daughter’s face despite the fact that she could not look at him. Marie-Louise stared at the floor and fidgeted with the end of her shirt, a surefire sign that whatever she was about to say is something that she feared she would be in trouble for. After a few moments, Marie-Louise reached into the pocket of her jeans and pulled out a ticket.

Marie-Louise’s next words were whispered. “I, uhm, I got a ticket today Honey.”

John looked from the ticket to her face as a sigh of exasperation escaped from his lips. “What is this one for young lady?”

Marie-Louise swallowed and held out the ticket to him. “Not stopping at the stop sign Honey.” She continued to stare at the floor. They had chatted about this before, not once but twice, and Marie-Louise knew that this chat was going to be bad. Not just because it was a third time, but because of what else she had to tell him.

John took the ticket from her trembling hand, and watched the tears slide down her cheeks. “There is more you have to tell me, isn’t there?”

Marie-Louise slowly nodded. “Yessir.”

John tilted his desk chair back and waited. “I’m waiting young lady.”

It was all she could do not to run away, but Marie-Louise knew that running would only make things worse. Besides, she was not scared of her Honey. She was only afraid of the spanking she knew she was in for. She took a deep breath and as fast as she could said “I went through the sign and there was another car coming and the driver had to slam on his brakes which made the other car rear end him, and then the police officer gave me a second ticket for reckless driving cause I caused them to have the accident.” It did not go unnoticed that with each word Marie-Louise had inched backwards.

“Come here.”

Marie-Louise slowly moved toward her father and dug the second ticket out of her pocket and handed it to him. He took the paper from her, and set both tickets down on his desk. He looked at her with set lips and a hard stare coming from his eyes. “Go stand in the corner young lady. I will be out shortly.”
Without argument, Marie-Louise turned and walked to the living room. She knew better than to argue with her father. Arguing only made things worse, and she was in no way wanting to make things any worse than they were. She stood and stared at the white walls that formed the corner of the living room for what seemed an eternity. She heard movement behind her, but knew better than to turn around and try to see what was happening. After awhile, she heard him call to her.

“Marie-Louise Michelle, come here.”

Marie-Louise turned from the corner to see her father seated in the straight backed chair set in the middle of the living room. She walked over to her father with her belly doing flip-flops. He firmly took hold of her wrist and pulled his little girl across his lap. John planned to make sure that this young lady had no intentions of repeating this behavior again. She would know that he meant business, that he was not playing games.

“You, young lady, have had two chats about not stopping at that sign, true?”


“And what have discussed about stopping at stop signs?”

“That I need to stop cause they are put there for everyone’s safety, an that by not obeying the law, someone could get hurt.”

“And what happened today?”

Marie-Louise sighed. “People almost got hurt.”

Barn Whipping

Posted by Editor - June 3rd, 2020

The husband walked to the doorway, he grabbed the strap that hung there. I could feel the tears welling up in the corners of my eyes. Another night I was out too late, another trip to the barn with my Husband. He folded the belt in half and carried it in his right hand, he waited for me to walk out first. The night hair was cold I could see the steam from every petrified breath I took. I had a whipping earlier week so I knew Husband would be even more upset that we had to make another trip to the barn so soon. The barn set back away from the house 100 yards or so but it seemed like miles. I could hear every one of Husband’s footsteps behind me. He never said anything on the way to the barn. It was only in the barn where we were ever punished. Because if you were in trouble there was no other punishment. We knew how mad Husband was by how many strikes we got. And tonight I knew I was going to regret spending the extra time with Tommy.

Walking into the barn was scary, not because of the darkness or the creaking noises the barn made when the wind blew. This is how its always been my Husband got his whippings from Father’s Father in this barn when he was 18. Fathers Father never wanted Grandmother to know how bad he whipped his boys so he made sure he was far enough that the sound of their cries would not travel. Fathers Father has only whipped me one time, and it really made me grateful that my Husband was more compassionate about my cries. It’s always better after a whipping tho, the board get erased and there is a sort of relief that comes with the strap. And I knew Husband would walk by my side to the house rather than behind me. And he would wipe my tears before we went back into the house.

“Maria”. My Husband’s voice was stern. “Yes Sir”? In times like this I always called Husband Sir he always seemed to appreciate the respect and it showed when the strap was swung. “I do believe this is our second trip this week”. “Yes, Sir it is”. “I’m disappointed in you, I guess the last trip didn’t get the point across”. The husband never raised his voice it was always calm it made my heart sink to hear that he was disappointed in me. The tears started streaming down my face “I’m so sorry Husband, I didn’t realize what time it was” I ran to Husband and put my arms around his waist “I didn’t mean to disappoint you Sir” the tears were flowing so hard as I spoke I could taste the saltiness as they fell into my mouth. Husband placed his hand on my shoulder and gave it a slight squeeze, he knew I was sorry and I knew all would be right…….after.

I released my grip on my Husband I turned and walked to the back wall. I put my hands against the wall. I could hear my husband walking towards me and the click of the buckle as the strap swung from his hand. I had chills running up my back I knew the pain, my backside still hurts from the last visit I had with Husband to the barn. I spread my legs slightly to gain balance. I grab ahold of the rail that ran across the wall and held it tight. The whipping hadn’t even started yet and my knuckles were white from holding so tightly. I was ready. The husband’s hand rose and I could hear the sound of the strap pushing air as it made its way to my bottom. “WHACK” my eyes were clenched so hard it was a relief to open them. The 1st strike is always a shock. I cried out. “WHACK”. My bottom felt on fire as the sting from the strap went threw my pants. “WHACK” the third brought the tears. The fourth, fifth, and sixth made my hole backside burn. Seven, eight, and nine just increased the pain. “WHACK” and number 10 Husband always made sure the last one would impair proper sitting at the dinner table for at least 3 days. Oh, it was over I was so glad to hear throw the strap over his shoulder.

The husband pulled my tightly clenched hands from the rail and gave me a hug. I cried into the Husband’s shit for a few minutes before he led the way back to the house. He kept his arm around me the walk back always seems so much shorter than the walk to the barn. The husband stopped in front of the house and bent down. He wiped the tears from my cheeks gave me a smile and we walked into the house.


Sjambok Whipping of Eryn

Posted by Editor - May 1st, 2020

Naked and clean-shaven headed, eryn rose is ready for her 1st day as a ShadowSlave. She greets Christian Red by humbly stimulation his feet, before submitting to an in depth over the knee spanking.
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Certain she is going nowhere with hands to ceiling, the beating continues with powerful punches and kicks to her soft belly and excellent ass. Her legs are certain and he or she overwhelmed with a steel bar, and repeatedly kicked, before a severe whipping with a rubber sjambok.


Fae Corbins Spanking

Posted by Editor - April 2nd, 2020

Fae Corbin is reposeful within the workplace, however Wolfie has alternative ideas. while not a word, he strips her and leads her to a stool, handcuffing her wrists to the beam on top of, going her reconciliation on tip-toes. In response to her forward banter, he wordlessly removes his belt, and thrashes her pale skin moving on to a several caudate whip, beating her from head to toe. going her hanging, he pricks her skin with a pinwheel, and inserts a fox-tail butt-plug into her ass, then resumes the belt beating. Clothespins bite her nipples, as he moves on to one tail whip, and fucks her ass with the whip handle.

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Pressing a moving wand into her cunt, she is finally allowed down, and bent over the lounge, wherever she should endure a lot of whipping, whereas the wand works it’s magic. Finally he deems she is prepared to be used, and pushing a vibrator deep into her ass, she is bent over the table to suck his cock. Needing a lot of stimulation, he fucks her within the ass, before returning to fuck her throat, going her tearful, and quiet at long last.

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Wild Party Spanking Film

Posted by Editor - March 18th, 2020

The first episode of the series, Wild Party, was associate degree fully ground-breaking picture within the history of the spanking film. Shot virtually fifteen years agone. The distinctive absolute realistic nature and natural character of all performances, hard-line, fully realistic canings and atmosphere, reactions of chastised women.



Vintage Spanking Photos

Posted by Editor - March 8th, 2020

Do you enjoy vintage spanking photos ? If so we recommend History of Spanking – in pictures … its a brand new kinky spankee book full of illustrations!


NEW Rigid Spanking – Lori Whipped To Tears

Posted by Editor - March 19th, 2016

NEW Rigid Spanking – Lori Whipped To Tears by four other women – see the review and samples at Rigid Spanking Film of Lori featuring a suffering spankee whipped, spanked and punished.

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See the spanking video report: Rigid Spanking Film of Lori

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Redheads Bound Spanking

Posted by Editor - February 21st, 2016

She is bound securely to the table but after watching this video for a few minutes you will get the idea she doesn’t want to escape. However she was trying to lift those legs up toward the end to protect her ass. It did not do her any good of course, he just hit harder! These girls seem to never learn to stay still. See more at Elite Pain Spanking Films

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Flogging Punishment. Though I have to admit to being fond of suspension when it’s used for female flogging punishment, or any punishment for that matter, this episode does well with just a bench and some straps. This trainee slut has no head for heights and a bench to tie her down is a good way to break her in.

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If you think though, that it will be a soft whipping you are so wrong! This slut is getting her ass cheeks, hips and even her legs reddened beautifully. In fact the skin broke in a couple of places this flogging was so severe. The dominant went back over her hips too ensuring there wasn’t a place that wasn’t flogged thoroughly and burning. Don’t you just love a sadist who pays attention to details? She might not be loving it so much right now though. See more at Elite Pain Spanking Films

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