Art - Awaiting His Apology

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Art - The New Mall Santa

"The New Mall Santa"

A belated Merry Christmas to everyone! Mine has been so hectic and busy that it (typically!) took me longer than I wanted to finish up this brand new piece. In the end, I forewent any "background" so that it could only be a couple of days late, but I still like how it turned out.

The concept behind this never-before-seen piece, other than wanting to "do a completely new Christmas artwork", was the idea I had a year or so ago about a "new type of mall santa".

Yes, the old fat guy in the white beard is still there, but this year, there are two 'Santa's Grotto' setups, each with its own line of waiting boys and girls... although it seems that the "new" line has far more boys than girls in it. I wonder why that is?

Let's take a closer look...

Art - Auntie's Aftercare

"Auntie's Aftercare"

From Merciless Mommies to Authoritarian Aunties!

Most folks know that I'm generally mostly a fan of 'not nice' spankings. That means, spankings that aren't especially 'playful', at least from the point of view of the spankee. A spanking for the spankee's pleasure or enjoyment is a turn-off for me in general. Go figure.

On the other hand, I kinda love the idea of post-spanking 'aftercare', like the sort of thing depicted here!

Here we see a young man who has clearly been soundly hairbrushed. His bottom is aflame; throbbing, hot and very sore indeed. But now that the spanking is over, he is being kindly attended to by his spanker, in a very different role from the one she'd just played as his disciplinarian!

Art - Enjoying His Apology

"Enjoying His Apology"

Apologies for the temporary break; I was unexpectedly occupied this past week. That meant that I missed Cake and Cunnilingus Day (April 14) on the blog again, which I was planning to commemorate this year with new artwork and a post. Hopefully this thematically-suitable art piece will suffice until I can finish the one I was intending to use.

Like - I presume - a lot of subs (male and female), I am quite fond of giving oral sex. There's something very submissive about the act, and I've found it very useful in encouraging partners to be more "dominant", even if they aren't actually spankos. For me personally, it's no good persuading/bribing a woman to spank me if she doesn't enjoy it at all; that's not fun for me, either. But knowing a woman is enjoying the sense of dominance and control that comes from having someone on their knees between her legs as she calls the shots and grab their hair to steer them in the right direction and gets into things enough to even start talking "domme-y"... yeah, that's fun! Spanking is my one great passion (sexual or otherwise), but just having a partner enjoy "taking charge" on any level is, for me, the next best thing.

Okay, ramblings over... on to the art piece!

Art - Summer Scorcher

"Summer Scorcher"

Here in Australia, we've recently had something of a heat wave. For me, for some reason, hot days always make me feel more 'spanky' than cold ones, which is ironic considering that spanking is probably the best way in the world to keep warm (for both parties!).

In this piece, I suspect the woman here is someone tends to finds herself feeling more 'spanky' when the weather is warm too... though in her case, it's likely that a hot summer's day makes her palm itch! No doubt the sight of young men in skimpy clothes or swimsuits during such weather doesn't help reduce her special 'itch' either...

Art - The Perfect Gift

"The Perfect Gift"

I hope to fill out this description more in the next day or so, but I just couldn't let Christmas pass without an art posting. I actually did this one a while back as a private Christmas card for a few friends, but am making it public (with a few touch-ups/tweaks) here for the first time.

For now, whether this image is from the point of view of the clearly-amused lady in the Santa-ette outfit or the spanked naked young man... whether "The Perfect Gift" here is referring to the bow-adorned hairbrush on the chair, the young man himself, or the intense fireside spanking that just took place... whether this is Christmas Eve or Christmas Morning... well, that's all up to you to decide.

Hope you like it... and again, have a wonderful and safe Christmas, everyone!

Art - The Gaijin Exchange Student

So, after the last post (which apparently cost me one Follower!), I decided that today I'd post an artwork I'd done of cute Japanese schoolgirls getting their bottoms smacked.

HA! OF COURSE NOT!!!

"The Gaijin Exchange Student"

True, this is indeed inspired by the 'eighteen-but-only-just Japanese schoolgirl' cliche, and of my love of cute Japanese young ladies in general... but me being me, that's going to manifest itself a little differently in my mind compared to what many other spankos might immediately imagine!

This artwork is actually the result of a fantasy I first had when I was in college, when I - like a lot of western twenty-somethings at that age in that time - suddenly discovered the origin of those badly-dubbed morning cartoons I loved as a kid, and with it the weird wonders of Japanese television, comics, food and culture. And, of course, the girls.

In my fantasy, I would be a 'foreign exchange student' in Japan, which back then my brain told me was like every high school anime ever made (only not so many martial arts duels, demons, aliens or mystical goddess harem girls).

Being a "gaijin" (a non-Japanese "outsider" in Japan), it's hard for me to fit in. The language is hard, the culture is different, and all those pretty girls in sailor suits make concentrating in class pretty tough (not to mention having some insane military nut fighting a panda in the next classroom over!).

Pretty soon, I find myself in trouble, and subject to the strict discipline of my (hot female, of course!) Japanese teacher. Maybe because I suck at Japanese? Maybe because I keep screwing up and making cultural faux pas? Maybe I just keep looking at my female classmates' legs in those short pleated skirts?

Whatever the reason, Sensei is angry, and I'm to be punished. You can guess how, right?

Yes, it's a pants-down, bare bottom spanking over strict Sensei's crisply-skirted lap for the poor exchange student.

Hard, hot and very humiliating, in front of a class of giggling Japanese girls (hey, I'm past trying to explain why they're mostly girls; is there any logic in this?). Maybe with her hand, maybe with a ruler or 'stick' (that seems a rather Japanese thing to spank with, for some reason). Whatever she uses, boy does it hurt! Those Japanese women may be petite, but they can really pack a wallop!

As Sensei spanks, I'm sobbing "I'm sorry! Gomennasai! I'm sorry!". Knowing a few more words of Japanese might come in handy when you're over an angry teacher's knee being spanked to tears in front of the class... too bad I wasn't studying harder, eh?

Finally, she lets me up off her lap and scolds me for being such a crybaby as well as a lousy inattentive student and a naughty little ecchi boy. The class hide smiles and laughter behind their hands, as I nod and agree and apologize contritely, ashamed but not wanting to give Sensei reason to spank me any more.

Then comes the 'Japanese twist': instead of corner time, after the spanking I have to stand outside of the classroom in the hallway, pants around my ankles, holding a bucket of water in each hand, until the lesson is over and Sensei comes to fetch me.

Tears still running down my blushing face, I stand alone in the hall, feeling miserable and humiliated, with my bottom on fire and my arms aching from the heavy, water-filled buckets I'm holding. I just want class to end so I can go and lock myself in a toilet stall and rub my poor, throbbing backside!

Except... when class ends and Sensei comes out, she decides that I haven't learned my lesson yet. Maybe I was unable to hold the buckets up the whole time and had to put them down to rest my arms (a "weak boy" as well as a crybaby!)? Maybe she's a sadist who enjoys tormenting foreign students? Maybe she's still in a bad mood because some ridiculous bimbo just got hired as the school nurse?

Whatever her reason, she tells me I'm to stand there until the bell sounds after lunch (kyushoku)... that's thirty minutes!

And so we finally get to the moment seen in my artwork here, where the girls from class saunter over to tease, torment and laugh at the silly "gaijin" from overseas with his sore red bottom - and everything else - on display in the school hallway.

And then, amid all the giggling and bullying and teasing and prodding and poking, just when I thought this day couldn't possibly get any worse...*sproing!*



I am never going to live this down as long as I'm a student here.

. . .

But... they are really kawaii, aren't they?

. . .

I just hope Sensei doesn't come back and see me like this!



(attributed photos copyright Cutie Spankee; if you're an unreformed heretic and like Japanese girls, please pay them a visit!)

Flashback - I'm Not Your Girlfriend

"I'm Not Your Girlfriend!"

This oldie is reposted here by popular demand; I've had several long-time fans tell me in comments or privately that this was one of their favourites, so I felt it only fair to republish it here.

The idea behind it was that he's got a spanking from his attractive young babysitter, and she's pointing out to him that despite his signs of 'excitement' that she's not interested in him in that way at all! To her, he's just a "little boy" (regardless of their relatively close age, in my mind) and she's "not your girlfriend!" but his babysitter, who can spank his bare backside like she was his mommy or teacher whenever she wants!

This old artwork actually went under several names until I settled on this one. Originally I was going to call it something like "Just a Little Boy", which on reflection suits the piece more (and I think I like it more, too), but I felt that some might mistake the title for meaning he WAS a little boy, rather than that just being how she saw him here. I also entertained the title "Not So Big Now", as a clear sign of her feelings about him AND how he's feeling now, physically and emotionally, after her sound hairbrush spanking.

In the end, though "I'm Not Your Girlfriend!" hopefully says what I wanted it to say: she's not only given him a very sound, very humbling, bare bottom hairbrush spanking over her knee, but she's just shattered any illusions he may have had that this attractive older girl might have been 'interested' in him; that his crush on her since she started babysitting him might be returned someday.

No, she's quite clear: she's "grown up and mature", and he's just some little brat who needs a babysitter!

Perhaps she's been sitting him for a long time, and this is the 'showdown' that's been building for a long time with her increasingly annoyed by his obvious fantasizing about her and fawning over her like a lost puppy?

Or maybe she had no idea, and caught him staring at her legs or boobs with a bulge in his pants, and decided to nip the problem in the bud here and now?

Maybe she's reacting to second-hand information? His parents or her girlfriends might have somehow found out/overheard that he had a crush on her, and the next time she babysat him, she confronted him on it... with her hairbrush providing her closing argument?

Or just maybe she came upstairs when he was supposed to be doing his homework or sleeping, only to find him in a very compromising position, 'enjoying himself' with a yearbook or family picnic photo of her (stolen from somewhere, probably!) in his free hand? I think that would definitely warrant a hard on-the-spot spanking and a need for a lecture on the reality of their relationship!

I kinda imagine him as a rather shy, awkward boy, who usually falls apart around pretty girls. As for her, maybe she's not as "mature" as she thinks (a 'cheerleader' type who boys and parties when she's with her friends), or maybe she really is (a top-of-her-class potential honors student, respected by all for her academic excellence and wisdom), but either way he's waaaay out of his league with her!

I also feel this is his first spanking from her, maybe his first spanking ever? Is it telling that he's only wearing his (pulled down) underpants here? From the looks of it, do you think she has "spanked him soft" or is lifting up his stubborn erection with the back of her brush?

What do you readers think about this situation, and how it might have played out? And how will things move on from here?

How does he feel now that his beloved babysitter crush has blistered his bottom and belittled him? When she leaves him alone tonight, will he collapse on his bed for a heartbroken cry... or a furious bout of masturbation?

How about her? Will she continue to sit for him after this? Will she tell anyone what happened (laughing with all her friends about the "overgrown brat she had to spank" or just informing his mother what happened?) or keep it their private little secret? And if she does sit him again... will she spank him again, too? Does she enjoy spanking him or see it as discipline only?

Maybe she will come to enjoy it, and maybe - just maybe - through that enjoyment she'll come to see him as more than just a naughty brat and as a potential naughty 'boyfriend'; one that can't answer her back or disobey her without fear of a sore red bottom; one that - unlike the other boys she knows - has to do anything she says... or else!

It's certainly possible that his submissiveness to her (born from both her babysitting authority and his desire to please his 'crush') might well give her a rather stimulating sense of power over him... maybe she spoke too soon with that "not your girlfriend" comment after all?

Art - Fleeing The Farm Girls

"Fleeing The Farm Girls"

I started on this one a long time ago, but could never get the lighting right. I wanted it to be a bright sunny day on a big open farm property, but it always came out too dark or too 'shadowy'.

A recent email correspondence with the talented RedRump prompted me to return to this piece and try to finally finish it to a point I was happy enough to post it publicly. While the shadows aren't perfect, I hope it meets with approval, and conveys the situation and emotions I was aiming for.

I actually first began this one over a year ago, after a chat with a friend named Strnggyrl. Her F/M fantasies occasionally involved overpowering and sometimes even "chasing down" a man who was trying to escape his punishment, which struck a chord with me and some very old (teenage!) "chased, caught and spanked" fantasies of my own.

Thus, with this artwork, I wanted to capture the sense of desperate fear (him) and relentless determination (her). The idea that he's trying to outrun a woman (or in this case, two women) who are clearly physically superior and fitter than he is, was the basis for the work. For some reason, big strong farm girls were the first thing I thought of as suitable 'pursuers'!

Although here he's already been given something of a 'whipping' with those switches already (and has already lost his pants in the process!), his tears are as much born of frustrated terror as of the pain of those weals; he knows he's not going to get away from this. Every time he glances in wide-eyed terror over his shoulder, they're gaining on him. He's running as fast as he can, heart pounding and legs burning with effort... but it's only a matter of time before he's caught and given the rest of the switching he has in store.

Perhaps, in his desperation to escape he'll stumble and fall to the dusty ground, much to the amusement of his pursuers? If not, one (or both) will likely tackle him roughly into the grass, easily pinning and restraining his frantic struggles.

No matter how it happens, though, he will be caught. Then it will be time for the switch. Again.

Held wriggling face down in the dirt, perhaps sat astride by one girl while the other switches his squirming bare backside? Maybe held firmly across their bare-legged laps, as they sit on a nearby tree stump; switched by one while the other watches in amusement. Or perhaps they'll drag him to his feet and over to the fence, where one can hold him bent over the rough wooden railing while the other mercilessly switches his buttocks and thighs?

Of course, they'll both take a turn - perhaps several turns - each with their switches. That is, unless they decide to fetch some rope from the barn and tie him to the fence or over a hay bale, so they can both switch him simultaneously (ouch)!

If you hadn't noticed by my stream-of-consciousness rambling here, I've got a bit of a 'thing' for 'farm girl fantasies' (the partial subject of my chat with RedRump that made me remember and finally finish this piece). I'm also a big fan of 'Daisy Dukes' (that is, denim cutoff short-shorts) in fashion for women. Of course, the two go together perfectly, in my mind.

Even the youngest rural/farm girls I've know have been fairly 'old fashioned' in their values, so I can totally believe in a scenario where a trespasser, 'scrumper', peeping tom (spying on them while they took an outdoor shower behind the farmhouse?) or lazy farmhand gets himself taken out to the barn or woodshed for a spanking, paddling or belt-whipping by these no-nonsense country women!

But what could be more 'outdoorsy' and 'country-style' for discipline than the dreaded switch?

I'll confess that I've never actually been switched in my life and that the thought actually kind of scares me from what I've heard, seen and read! Still, I've often fantasized about what a "go cut a switch" type spanking scenario would be like... and nine times out of ten, my imagined scenario somehow involves big, strong, healthy, 'old fashioned' country gals, too.

I somehow doubt these girls would show much pity or mercy on a spoiled city-slicker who's not used to 'country style discipline', either! Especially if he was to try and run away from his fate...

EDIT: I took to heart some of the comments here and changed his footwear to something less appropriate to running. Also, it made more sense to me on reflection that if they'd removed his pants completely, they'd have likely had to remove his shoes too (and a hasty attempt to flee would give no time for him to stop and put them back on).

Art - Cake and Cunnilingus Day

"Cake & Cunnilingus Day"

Originally planned to celebrate 'Cake & Cunnilingus Day' (April 14th), my blog's deletion/downtime, recent illness, 'real life' issues, and my own general tardiness all conspired to make this one 'unfashionably late' indeed.

I almost didn't post it since the appropriate date was so long passed, but I thought it turned out rather well so in the end I decided to post it anyway. Hope you all like it!

My ever-observant friend Emily got to see an earlier draft of this art piece, where the lady was sitting more 'upright'... and she rightly pointed out that while it made her look very "authoritative and in control", such a position made the gentleman's job of pleasuring her orally rather difficult with her sitting that way! Thus, I've tried to get the best of both worlds with this position, then: the lady looking properly dominant and powerful, yet reclined/slumped back enough to allow sufficient 'access' for his mouth and tongue.

I originally intended to make the lady in this piece slightly older (more of a 'cougar') but came up with this younger look for her (IMO, almost 'princess'-ish) and fell in love. The incredibly cute stripey pink socks (her only article of clothing here!) completed her 'look' as perhaps a college-age gal celebrating this very special day.

I saw him as her boyfriend, either a long-time partner or perhaps a 'new conquest' of hers?

As for the reason for the state of his poor backside? There are several possibilities I can think of:

1) Whether due to shyness or stubborn machismo, he initially refused her command to properly celebrate 'Cake & Cunnilingus Day' in the required fashion. However, one sound hairbrush spanking later, and he's licking for all he's worth! And he'd better do a good job down there, or else it will be the belt for him as well! He won't be so quick to argue and refuse next time, that's for sure!

2) The cupcake she's holding looks insultingly small... perhaps she took offense "that's all you think of me?!" and punished him for the meager offering severely, before allowing him to undertake the second part of the day's festivities (with hopefully more attention to her expectations!). As he licks, she reminds him that he'd better show more appreciation of her with his gift-giving in the future, if he values their relationship... and the skin of his bottom!

3) He was quite willing to do his April 14th duty. However, she believes that nothing focuses a young man's mind better than a hot, sore bottom! So, despite his obedient attitude, she gives him a merciless hairbrush blistering before finally allowing him to go down on her. As he licks, his throbbing, burning buttocks will keep him mindful of who's boss in this relationship and of his submissive status... and that a second "real" (read: even harder and longer) hairbrush spanking awaits him in the bedroom tonight if he fails to please her sufficiently!

4) Similar to 3, but she doesn't even care about a 'reason' to spank him, beyond the fact she enjoys causing him suffering and distress, and the only thing that makes her feel more dominant than spanking him to tears is spanking him and then putting his mouth to work between her thighs! He doesn't have a say in the matter - not today, not any day - not if he wants to keep his beautiful girlfriend who he's lucky to have! In this relationship, she reminds him, even "good boys" get spanked! Besides, she really likes it when he cries and sobs while he's eating her pussy.

5) Well, he was insistent enough about 'Steak & A Blowjob Day' last month, wasn't he? Well, today is her day to be in charge, and his day to feel humbled and submissive. What's good for the goose... right? Still, the playful little hand-spanking he gave her on March 14th before she sucked him to climax were far from the formidable hairbrush walloping she just gave him... but he's a big, tough grown-up man, she argues... "Right, honey?" His sniffling tears and whimpers as he nuzzles his face between her thighs - backside aflame - proves otherwise, perhaps.

What does everyone else think? Which is most likely? Perhaps you can think of other scenarios, too?

(you might have also noted the young man with the bruised bottom and soon-to-be-aching jaw has a rather familiar ponytail, too... heh!)

Art: Where's My Steak, Bitch?

"Where's My Steak, Bitch?"

Did you know that March 14th was (un)officially 'Steak and a Blowjob Day'?

Even though I'm thus characteristically late, I felt inspired reading about it across the spanking blogverse, and decided to dedicate this art piece to that day.

The amusing, blatant chauvinism of the concept meant that I just couldn't resist 'reversing' the traditional roles; apologies to anyone who may be offended by my portraying the wife/girlfriend character here as a denim-clad, beer-drinking, boybeater-wearing construction worker!

Still, it's not like she asks for much.

After a hard day at work, getting sweaty and grimy, all she wants to do is relax at home with a beer and a cigarette, and a nice steak dinner.

But her pampered, lazy young 'house-hubby' has been slacking off again, it seems. Too busy cleaning the house to have her dinner ready the moment she arrives? Pah! More likely wasting time on the computer, watching tv, or jerking off to his secret stash of porn magazines!

What's worse, tonight he dared present to her - her, the hard-working bread-winner of the household! - a CHICKEN SALAD?!

What was he thinking? Maybe she'd like to try something different?! NO!!! She expects dinner on the table when she gets home! On time! No excuses! And MEAT! Not salad, not some small portion gourmet crap like a fancy restaurant... she wants a big, juicy steak!

Since words don't seem to get through to her silly little house-hubby, though, it seems like a lesson with the carpet slipper is called for... right then and there there in the living room!

Rest assured, he's howling and pleading and promising to make her anything she wants by the time she's done with his red little ass!

Then, stripped naked and his bottom burning, he's sent scurrying to the kitchen (with a parting, hefty SLAP! across his glowing caboose) to fix her dinner... the right dinner, this time! No, don't bother getting dressed again! And he'd better not drip tears on her food, either!

His eyes are still still glistening with tears when he finally brings her the steak she demanded in the first place (now twenty minutes late).

The tray rattles slightly - beer bottles clinking - as he trembles on approach, naked but for a skimpy apron. He knows it would only take her a second to reach out, rip the flimsy garment from him and haul him bodily back over her knee, if she so decided. Her strength - from her physically laborious job - and his comparative weakness - from his idle housebound lifestyle - means he could offer only token resistance at best.

Well, at least the beers are cold, she tells him, accepting the meal with a sneer. He got something right, so maybe he's not totally useless after all?

Still, that steak had better be cooked correctly, and properly seasoned too... or else she'll be taking her thick leather belt to his backside in the bedroom after dinner!

She cuts off a chunk and starts chewing, as he stands there nervously shifting from foot to foot, tears brimming once again as he awaits her verdict of his culinary efforts...

(okay, all decidedly non-PC, I know... but I really felt inspired!)

Well, that's the 'steak' part taken care of, anyway. Now... who wants 'Part 2'. where she shows him what ELSE he needs to do for her when she's had a hard day at work? "Instead of all those excuses and apologies, you might as well put that mouth to good use..."

Oh, and yes... that's my fictional 'Thrash Beer' making a return appearance here!

Art: Valentine's Heartburn (Alternate)

While my spank-obsessed mind rarely jumps straight to strap-on/"pegging" fantasies (though I suspect the right lady may be able to change my mind!), I was unable to get Emily's comment on my recent Valentine's Heartburn artwork out of my head after reading it. It just somehow seemed to "fit" (no pun intended!), so I made the alternate version of the picture below, just for her and like-minded fans.

"Valentine's Heartburn (Alternate Version)"

It's a fairly rushed job, and just a very minor difference, but I couldn't resist!

Apologies to those who prefer "100% Pure Spanking Only"... but there's always still the original version.

Art: Emily Spanks Banjo

At long last...

With Emily's kind permission, I am proud to present the artwork I made as a prize for her, for winning my 2011 Banjo's Birthday Competition.

Emily's winning short story can be found here (with the runner-up entries here).

The promised prize was a custom artwork of the winner's choice; pretty much anything they wanted and that I could create. Emily somewhat surprised me by requesting an artwork of her spanking me... pants down and over her knee in front of my computer desk, for being so slack in running the competition and my site!!!

Both flattered and genuinely nervous, I wanted to really make this piece live up to her expectations, and worked with her through several drafts of both the customized 'Emily' model seen in the piece, and of the art piece itself.

And here it is:

"Emily Visits Banjo"

I really wanted to make it a depiction of how she imagined this scenario might look in real life, while adhering to Emily's guidelines: I'm still semi-clothed - pants pulled down - to show that this isn't a sexual spanking but a punishment one. The hairbrush is cracking down very hard, too, as the spanking moves past the point of real tears and heartfelt apologies. Our Heroic Spanker is wearing a satisfied smirk, pleased to be delivering Justice upon this poor lazy artist! And for Banjo's part... a hard lesson is being learned!

On finally completing and sending it, I was thrilled that Emily liked her gift so much! However, you might be thinking "Wait, the competition was in October! That was four months ago!" Yes, I know, and so did Emily. Having already scolded me once for the competition results delay, I was informed that punishment was in order for procrastinating and keeping both her and my readers from seeing her artwork. A second piece was demanded, and this one was to be special: an aftermath picture of me in the corner, post-spanking from Emily, with my bottom blazing and crying face red with shame... and sucking my thumb like a little boy.

I have to say, making and posting this second picture was pretty embarrassing... not just because I knew why I was having to make and show it, but because it's one thing to render myself being spanked, but another to create a picture of myself in such a humiliating pose!

"Emily Visits Banjo: Aftermath"

There's something very humbling about the idea of being spanked so soundly it reverts one to the mindset of a sobbing, thumb-sucking little boy! I am happy to report that Emily gave her stamp of approval to my 'punishment assignment' piece as well, though.

Thanks again to all who entered the competition, and a special thanks to Emily... for her friendship, inspiration and for not letting me get away with my bad habits and procrastination; I'm so very glad you liked the final artworks you waited so long for.

I hope everyone else enjoys them too.

Art: Valentine's Heartburn

"Valentine's Heartburn"

Concluding the Valentine's Day theme (here and here) for this year, this new piece is dedicated to all the romantics out there like Emily and Aunty Andrea.

Unlike some of my artworks, this piece was more about the final image concept than any deeper 'backstory'. I wanted to do a picture of a scantily-clad couple in the aftermath of a Valentine's Day spanking... her relaxed, and him distressingly aflamed! The heart-pattern marks and paddle was my idea to add an extra 'playful' and romantic touch.

Looking at it now, I wonder if the spanking was for failing to please her with his Valentine's Day gift (chocolates and a teddybear instead of expensive clothes or jewelry!?) or as a "thank you" for those gifts and his kindness.

Perhaps she wanted to let him prove his devotion: "If you love me that much, sweetheart, you'll let me 'brand' your bottom for you!"?

Either way, that cute teddybear bearing the "I Love You" message is notably placed near to his tearful face for him to look up at. Whether this is her reminding him of how much she loves him despite how much his bottom is now burning (or because of it!), or just an ironic and rather mean co-incidence... I'm not decided.

And what is she thinking about here, as she regards that chocolate box and listens to him sobbing behind her? Is she just going to ignore him and eat those chocolates, or is she contemplating paying further attention to her red-bottomed Valentine, to lovingly help him forget his pain and tears?

Whatever the reasons behind this scenario, he'll be wearing her 'heart' on his bottom for a few days! A visible reminder of their Valentine's Day celebrations... and of their unique but devoted relationship.

Deep down, I'm a romantic at heart too.

100,000+ Hits!

"100,000 hits? That was just one hundred,
young man! Don't be such a big baby!"

Wow! I just noticed that this blog has passed the 100,000 hits mark! I don't know what that means in terms of other "big" blogs, but I'm thrilled and honored. Thanks to all who've visited and taken the time to leave a comment, vote in a poll or drop me an email. As I've said before, I read every single one of them!

I have noticed a bit of a drop-off in comments lately (not counting my few wonderful "regulars" - Colin, Smuccatelli, Emily, RobertC, Aunty Andrea, etc. - whom I can always count on to add fun and fascinating insights). I do hope folks aren't getting bored with my art, feeling let down by my absence in October, or were put off by my Halloween posts. I've genuinely missed some of the great people who commented a lot when the blog came online, and haven't done so on recent posts. Still, I know all too well what it's like to get overtaken by "real life", so hopefully it's just the Christmas season keeping us all extra busy!

I mainly bring this up, though, because I want to feature some of my favourite comments in a new "Quote of the Day" sidebar gadget, showcasing a few of the most amusing or interesting little snippets of what you - my awesome readers - have contributed here.

As much as I love to read the comments left, I know not everyone takes the time to dig through them, and there are some great gems of observations people have left that I feel adds to my art and stories - or just spanking concepts and conversation - tremendously (sometimes more than my own words and art!) and I'd like them to be seen more prominently. I'm assuming anyone who leaves a comment publicly (rather than emailing me) is happy for this, but do let me know if you've said something you'd rather I not call attention to!

So do please keep the comments coming, especially those of you who were here when the blog started but have since either drifted away or become 'lurkers' (something I'm guilty of on many a blog/site, I'll admit).

Maybe I should have a special "Love Our Lurkers" event in the new year, eh?

Flashback: Unexpected Side-Effect

"Unexpected Side-Effect"

Another art post, another hairbrushed young man! This Flashback is by request from an anonymous poster... who remembers this piece from my old group, no doubt.

I like how this spanker turned out; she's young, somewhat "geeky" but cute. I seem to remember that I thought of her as his same-age girlfriend when I made this back in 2003 or so, which still works for me... but she could easily be his step-sister or babysitter (whom he might have a secret 'crush' on!) too. She actually looks a bit younger than him, but (like most girls!) is probably rather more mature for her age than he is!

He's of course in tears (how any spanking should leave a spankee, IMO!) and blushing furiously... though despite his embarrassment, his main concern is clearly still the burning heat that her hairbrush has ignited in his poor backside; throbbing hot cheeks that he continues to frantically rub with both hands... though to no avail, it seems!

As many know, I like playing with the often wildly differing emotions a spanker and spankee feel during the same 'event'. Though both are obviously focused on the poor spankee's unexpected and humiliating uncontrolled erection and cum-spurting, both are very likely thinking very different thoughts about the situation.

Here, our bespectacled, pigtailed young spanker doesn't seem to know whether to gasp in shock or laugh in amusement... she sure didn't expect to see that when she let him up off her lap! He made such an awful fuss about his spanking, too - all that crying and kicking and pleading - and she was sure she was walloping him hard, too! But now look at him, all stiff and naughty, and dripping messily... and all over the leg of her nice new jeans, too! If it wasn't so hilarious, she might be cross with him for that. Gosh, dd he actually like being spanked?! Or are boys really just that silly and lacking in self-control that their little penises get stiff whenever they are that close to a cute girl?

For his part, our hapless young man is in tears and likely very embarrassed about his "reaction". He's confused too: he didn't enjoy his spanking (it certainly wasn't a "playful" or "sexy" one!)... she spanked him hard, and that hairbrush really hurt! So why was he all stiff and drippy "down there"? Was it was all the friction from his wild squirming and wriggling against her denim-clad thighs, as her hard hairbrush was firmly and repeatedly applied to his bouncing bare bottom? Was it being so close to such an admittedly cute and attractive girl - no matter their relationship - that "set him off"? Or did he indeed - even if only on a subconscious level - find some degree of pleasure in his strict and stinging punishment?

For my part, all I can say is (from both memory and personal experience!) that us 'boys' (of all ages) are definitely prone funny physical reactions we just can't consciously control or explain!

Flashback: Bedtime Series

This series of artworks is actually the oldest of all my work. It was one of - if not the - first works I ever did, and so is a bit "rough around the edges", especially compared to my newest pieces! I was still learning the ropes of how to do this when I made this set.

However, for some reason I know it happens to be one of my most popular works, and I've got several nice emails about it since I opened this blog, even though I wasn't even planning on re-posting it here. So, by popular demand... I present one of my first-ever attempts at spanking art: The 'Bedtime' series!

I don't know why, but I've always had a 'thing' for "bedtime spankings". Maybe it's the childhood urban legends/folklore of "crying yourself to sleep" after a good sound bedtime spanking, something I personally never experienced? Maybe it's the intimacy of a sleepwear-clad spanker and spankee? Maybe it's the idea of anticipation (a bedtime spanking is - at least in my mind - not really a "spontaneous" spanking, but a premeditated and preordained one). I really don't know, and would love to hear others' thoughts on the whole "bedtime spanking" concept, routines and effectiveness, from both the point of view of spankers and spankees.

But first, to the artworks... all nine of them!

"Bedtime #1" (1 of 9)

Art: The Hairbrush Dance

"The Hairbrush Dance"

There's nothing like an impromptu "spankie dance" by a spankee shows that a spanking REALLY got through to them, I think.

To be in such hot-bottomed agony that you literally jump and prance about the room, frantically clutching and rubbing your stinging, burning buttocks, head thrown back back and howling to the heavens... that's the sign of a well-spanked young man (or young lady... shh!) and - so I'm told - a rather amusing sight for a spanker to watch.

Further, I believe there's few things better for producing a post-spanking "war-dance" than a properly-applied hard wooden hairbrush!

That's what I wanted to capture in this new artwork. Here, a satisfied lady watches as a young man performs what she affectionately terms "the hairbrush dance"; that is, hopping about while sobbing and rubbing his crimson buns like there's no tomorrow! For her, it's the clear sign that he'll remember this hairbrushing for a long time to come! For him, it's the point where he's oblivious to anything else in the whole world except the burning and stinging of his well-spanked buns. Two very different "emotional states"  in the same moment.

When I made it, I imagined that she was his "aunty" (possibly a "surrogate aunt" or even stepmother?) and had just given him a sound hairbrushing before going to bed (hence her somewhat "undressed" state and his nakedness)... this wasn't some totally on-the-spot spanking, but a measured approach to really setting his tender cheeks aflame! Her expression - or at least what I was going for - is one of something along the lines of "hurts, doesn't it?" or "you certainly felt that, didn't you?" or "I think that did the trick, eh?" etc.

What do others think of this scenario? How do you imagine their relationship, and their respective thoughts and mindsets now, post-spanking? And do you think this particular dance he's doing is unique to her hairbrush, or just an all-purpose "ouch-it-really-really-hurts" dance?

Oh, and yes... this art piece IS the origin of my seemingly much-loved "evil aunty" decorative image from this post! I liked how her character turned out so much, I wanted to use her to "illustrate" my blog too, but was saving this original pic to go with the approaching article series.

Art: A Tattletale Earns Him Seconds

"A Tattletale Earns Him Seconds"

This picture (which was the basis for my new blog site's "banner" and logo decorations) came about after wanting to do a new "school" scenario artwork. I wanted to feature both a teacher and a "schoolgirl", and decided to make the latter the "class tattletale".

The tattletale's uniform is admittedly more "adult store" than "real school", but it kinda fits my imagination of this as an exclusive college or private senior high, where the girls are allowed (and encouraged!) to dress as teasingly as they wish!

It also fits with my idea that his erection was likely caused by the mean little tattletale sneakily teasing him (crossing her legs so her skirt rides up, playing with her tied blouse, sucking on a pencil) every time he risked a glance over his shoulder from the corner... and then calling the teacher over in mock-shock when he was visibly aroused!

The boy in the corner, already soundly paddled for some unknown offense (perhaps related to his tendency towards "excitement", though I tend to think it was a more mundane and typical school offense, like forgotten homework or tardiness) is desperately trying to persuade the girl not to draw attention to his involuntary excitement... but of course, it's too late and she's not listening to his frantic "shushes" anyway!

The teacher, for her part, isn't impressed. She probably thinks he's aroused as a result of his sore bottom, the perverted little brat! Well, she'll give him something to be excited about this time... it's back in front of the class and over her desk for a second - and *much* harder and longer - paddling for him now!

And it's all that bratty little tattletale's fault...

Flashback: Hall Monitor Meanies

"Hall Monitor Meanies"

This week's "school theme" begun with my new piece continues with this very old artwork of mine, called "Hall Monitor Meanies".

Here, I imagined a boy assigned the chore of scrubbing the school hallway floor with a bucket and sponge (no mop, so he has to do it on his hands and knees). His short pants make this hard on his knees, of course!

The girls "supervising" his work are either all Hall Monitors or Prefects... or at least, one of them (probably the ponytailed girl on the right?) is one, and the rest are her friends who've come to watch the hapless boy scrub the floor in his lunch hour.

I tend to see what happened as follows: he was ordered by the girl(s) to scrub the floor, but when they saw he wasn't doing a good enough job, he was given a bare bottom spanking (perhaps tucked under the angry hall monitor's arm?) then and there! However, during that spanking, he knocked over his bucket, so now he's *really* in trouble! What do others think? Maybe he knocked the bucket over afterwards, since his vision is blurred with tears and he's not paying close attention due to his stinging backside? Or maybe one of the girls walking by *kicked* it over, just to get him in more trouble? What do others think?

With her hands on her hips, the dark haired girl certainly looks annoyed at his "clumsiness"! The blonde on the left is "helpfully" pointing out the mess he's made, while the pigtailed girl behind him is likely explaining either why or what should be done about it! The redhead looks quite amused by the whole "show" (perhaps she's another "new girl" like I suggested in "In Front of the Class"?)