Tuesday, November 9, 2010

From the Top Shelf - Spanking Encyclopedia


The back cover of Spanking Encyclopedia by Kenneth Harding describes the contents in this way:

Erotic pain . . . .

Spanking as a preliminary need for sexual satisfaction is a phenomenon that has swept the North American continent. Kenneth Harding peers deeply into the enjoyment of flagellation...whipping as a way of life, both in our own country and in Europe where the practice has been happily employed for centuries. Is Spanking and Discipline a deviation from the norm? Or does it serve to fulfil a natural need in man? A search for an answer to the growing passion for punishment.

And on the front cover:

A comprehensive study of spanking for discipline and for sexual arousal. An erotic impulse that cries out for satisfaction.

Spanking erotica thinly disguised as research? A clever idea, and it works for me. The book was published in 1969 and remains one of my favourites. Here is one of his research observations. I hope you like it.

This beautiful zoo [in Honolulu] has spacious grounds with many exits, and it was near one of these at the opposite end to the main entrance that I observed this duplication of penance following a domestic spat. In this instance, the young couple were Filipinos. I was sitting smoking a cigarette on a nearby bench under a towering coconut-palm tree, when I heard the sounds of a quarrel, in voluble Spanish, arising from the bench to my left.

The young man was slim, black-haired, possibly in his early thirties and certainly no older; the woman beside him wore an attractive multi-coloured rayon print dress and thong sandals, her sleek black hair drawn away from her forehead and fashioned at the back of her neck into a thick, spreading sheaf with a barrette to fix it at the nape.

I caught the word "novio" from the girl, indicating that the young man beside her was evidently her betrothed. I understood enough Spanish to understand the tenor of their argument; she was reproaching him for having made eyes at other attractive girls during their walk through the park, and he was retorting that they were not married yet and that there was no harm in looking.

She continued to harangue him until suddenly he exclaimed in Spanish, "if you wish to see how I behave as your novio, perhaps I should show you too how I shall act when I am your esposo!" Whereupon he seized her by the shoulders, drew her across his lap, rolled up her dress and slip--while I stood by in astonishment--and unveiled her bare buttocks. The unbroken symmetry of her lovely chocolate-sheened flesh was unbroken from ankles to waist, as she wore no stockings either.

This discovery surprised him even more than it had me, for he took her to task for the lack of lingerie, saying it was not proper for a fiancee to go about like a puta. He then used his hand on her bare buttocks and on her thighs until she wept and pleaded with him to spare her, promising that she would never do it again and least of all would she dare to cast aspersions on his habit of looking at other girls.

Justice done and his sense of male authority happily satisfied, the young fellow quickly drew her skirt and slip down over her flaming buttocks, whereupon her arms went around his neck and she returned his kiss with a passionate fervor. By this time, needless to say, the young couple had a breathless audience, but they paid them no more heed than they had to my own proximity.

I will be sharing more excerpts from this excellent publication in the coming weeks.


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Sunday, November 7, 2010

MBS Spanko Brunch #251

 Bonnie and Randy have left the building, but there's plenty to eat and drink, so we'll have brunch together as usual.

This week's topic is courtesy of my husband Ron.

When does an interest become an obsession? Whether it's an interest in spanking, blogging about spanking, or just thinking about it, where do you draw the line? Does it matter? 

Leave your opinion as a comment, and when everyone has had a chance to respond, I will post an edited summary of our discussion.

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Friday, November 5, 2010

Spanking of the gods


Neptune says, "Bend over for three of the best."

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Thursday, November 4, 2010

Come Spank with Me

 
We often watch an interesting television program called "Come Dine with Me". This British series puts a group of five people together and each one must prepare and serve a three-course meal to the others over the course of a week. The guests vote on the success of each dinner party, and at the end of the week, the person with the highest score wins a large cash prize.

Last week, one of the hosts - a former dancer - promised her guests a "Parisian surprise" with dinner. several young ladies from her old dance studio performed an energetic can can, in full costume. There were plenty of red panties in sight, and the two men in the group were probably imagining how nice it would be to have one of those bottoms  across each of their laps.
The only one who disapproved was the youngest of the guests - a woman in her mid-twenties - who sniffed, "I think it's inappropriate for young girls to show their knickers."

I believe that contestant won the prize at the end of the week. The men both  gave her a 10.

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Wednesday, November 3, 2010

He knows what I like

When I sat down at our home computer yesterday, I was pleasantly surprised to see the wallpaper that Ron had selected for the day. I know he chose it just for me.

Here it is:



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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

From the Top Shelf - Tai-Pan III


Another snippet from the novel Tai-Pan by James Clavell. Struan, the Tai-Pan, has moved into a new house and has received his first visitors - an elegant lady called Shevaun, and her uncle. Shevaun has her sights set on marrying Struan. She knows about his Chinese mistress, and May-may realizes full well what her intentions are.

When they had gone, Struan returned to May-may's quarters. She stared at him coldly.

"What's amiss?"

"That mealymouthed godrotting doxy's after you. That's wat's amiss."

"Will you na be so foolish and will you na swear! How'd you see her, anyway?"

"Huh! Have I no eyes? No nose? Wat for should I pore over plans of house, eh, hour after godrot hour? So it's to be planned so I can see who comes here and who passes by without seen. Huh! That maggoty-drawers dung-heap doxy's after you to marriage."

"To marry," he corrected.

"Kiss the hand, huh? Wat for you no kiss my hand, eh?" She slammed the teapot down. "Wat for you linger with cow eyes, hey? Ayeee yah!"

"You ayeee yah yoursel'. And one more remark like that and I'll paddle you. You want to be paddled?"

"Mens!" She tossed her head. "Mens!"

"'Men'--not 'mens'. How many times do I have to tell you?"

"Men!" May-may shakily poured herself some tea, then slammed the cup down and got up. "I hear Chinese mens gamble hugely, partikilly the womens," she said, mimicking Shevaun, lifting her breasts to give them size and waggling her backside. "And you sats there and eat up her busums. Wat for my busums you no stare at, heya?"

Struan quietly put down his teacup and rose. May-may retreated to the other side of the table.

"I na say nothing, never mind," she said hastily.

"That's what I thought." He calmly finished his tea and she watched him without moving, but ready to run.

He set down the cup. "Come over here."

"Huh! I for no trust you when your eyes speak green fire."

"Come over here. Please," he added as sweetly.

She was almost cross-eyed with rage, and she seemed to him like one of those Siamese cats that he had seen in Bangkok. And just as spiteful, he thought.

She cautiously came over to him, ever ready to retreat or hack with her nails. He gently patted her cheek, and turned for the door. "There's a good girl."

"Tai-Pan!" May-may imperiously held out her hand to be kissed.

Restraining a smile, he walked back and gallantly kissed her hand. Then he spun her around before she knew what was happening and slapped her smartly on the backside. He gasped and fought out of his hand and jumped for the safety of the table. Once safe, she hurled a cup at him. It shattered against the wall near his ear and she picked up another.

"Dinna throw it!"

She put it down.

"That's a good lass. One is fine. Two extravagant."


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Monday, November 1, 2010

Another Milestone


I can't believe that I have written 700 blog posts about spanking. How can a simple act of whacking a bottom be the subject of so many posts?

Pictures, news items, songs, video clips, fictional stories, real-life events, startles in the vanilla world--these have all been ways I expressed my interest in spanking in Hermione's Heart. And you have read, and looked, and listened, and responded.

I wonder what the topic of my next post will be? Any guesses?


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