Art - The New Babysitter

"The New Babysitter"

Following a brief hiatus (more on that soon; it's not for negative reasons but due to a combination of real life dullness and a more exciting ongoing project I will talk about soon) we leave the wonderful Mean Maid Month behind and move on to something a bit different...

Babysitters!

One of my all-time favorite spanking fantasies. Why? I don't know. Maybe because I never really *had* a babysitter as a kid (not the 'young highschool/college girl/au pair' stereotype, at least)? Maybe because back when I first discovered I was a spanko (rather than just having "funny feelings" about bossy girls as a kid) I was in highschool and thus the peers I had those first truly 'spanky' thoughts about were that perfect 'babysitter age'?

Regardless, it's a theme I love to revisit in any form (art, stories, ageplay videos/audios) so was fun to return to here. I've already done a few art pieces in the past that could be seen as babysitter scenes (such as here and here), but this one is the first I've posted here that was expressly intended to evoke that unique spanking relationship.

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 - American Whup-Ass

"American Whup-Ass"

Hands up who here knows that Banjo is Australian? Hands up if you thought he'd still do something for the 4th of July for his American readers? Now... hands up how many of you thought he'd actually get it posted on or before July 4?

This piece was actually done quite a while back, but has never been posted online until now. I made it for an old friend, now long since lost touch with, based on a comment she made that inspired me to artistic action. In a chat one day, she playfully threatened that whether I'd been spanked in Australia or not was "irrelevant", and that if I ever came to America I would find out what an "American spanking" was like, if an American woman "opened up a can of whup-ass on your buck naked ass!".

I made this piece as a private joke gift as a result. With this artwork, I wanted to capture her playful sense of bravado (and national pride, perhaps?), as well as try and show my idea of what I felt an "American spanking" -at least as she described it - might be like.

Being Australian, this meant of course thinking in silly stereotypes! Thus, here you'll see a big busty blonde lady as the spanker, complete with 'stars and stripes' bikini outfit! I wanted to somewhat capture the look of the wrestling Divas who were rather popular at the time, combined with just a hint of 'bombshell'.

My friend had implied that an "American spanking" would be super-hard, which made me think of that (IMO) most American of implements: the paddle. And what could be more American than a cheesy stars and stripes spanking paddle?

She had also implied that an "American spanking" would be "old-fashioned", and that meant over-the-knee for me. I didn't see a problem with having my athletic spanker model haul my virtual spankee over her lap for the piece with minimal effort on her part.

Thirdly, "buck naked" had been the order of the day. I believe all spankings should be bare bottom, but apparently an "American spanking" would have the spankee totally nude. Really? Okay, done!

Finally, the specific "whup-ass" comment. I can't say I'm particularly fond of the phrase, but since it was part of her original comment and I happened to find a CG texture for a "can of whup-ass" (yes, really!) I couldn't resist. When the can proved too small in the artwork to read the label, I provided a helpful close-up in the right top corner so it can be more clearly seen for what it is.

In due honesty, I still have yet to experience a real "American spanking". I don't know if my silly artwork is even 1% accurate (though my friend got a good laugh out of it, so... mission accomplished!) but it was a fun piece to make nonetheless. I thought, given America's 4th of July weekend has just passed, this would be as good a time as any to finally share this piece with a wider audience.

Looking at it again after all these years, I can't help but think the spanker looks pretty darn hot and definitely suits my idea of an "all-American gal" stereotype. I also like how the spankee - though not intentionally "me"/Banjo (obviously I'd yet to reach my blatant self-insertion phase here) - is clearly reacting with shock to his bottom-reddening: possibly this is his first-ever "American spanking" and/or dose of "whup-ass" too, do you think?

Perhaps (and now I'm looking at the piece with an attempt at context/narrative that I know wasn't intended when I made it), the flag and patriotic paddle and outfit for the spanker is more than just an artist's silliness? Perhaps what we're looking at here is the U.S. entry for an international spanking contest and demonstration, with spanker-and-spankee pairs from around the world taking part? Hmm... spanking as a competition sport? Now there's a fun idea for a future post and/or discussion, don't you think?

As a curious side-note, did any of you have imagined ideas/fantasies about what a spanking from someone of a nationality different from your own might be like when you were younger (or even still today)? Do cliche-but-often-true idiosyncrasies like British canings, French martinet whippings and Australian wooden spoon smackings help shape these preconceptions at all?

And of course finally, for my more patriotic American readers: do you think Banjo would really notice anything special about "an American spanking" or not?

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: Santa's Little Helpers

"Santa's Little Helpers"

I wanted to share this artwork of mine with you all, as Christmas dawns around the world.

In this rather fantastical piece, I wanted to somehow capture a time when Christmas was - at least in my mind - a more 'magical' and mystical time of year... and also deal with the consequence of being a 'naughty boy' in such a world, where both a jolly, caring Santa and mischievious, spiteful magic elves are both a reality!

Here, our shocked young man has been outnumbered and overpowered, stripped nude, and is now being giving a very painful caning from a group of cute-but-cruel female elves. Note the one going over a 'list' in the background; is this young man on Santa's 'naughty list' and these elves have been dispatched to visit and punish him? Or perhaps these mean little helpers are just 'dealing' with a visitor (or intruder) to Santa's North Pole workshop? Also, is he just getting a double-caning as depicted here (ouchies!), or are all those spank-happy elf girls going to take a turn thrashing his poor sore bottom, one or two at a time?

Regardless of the scenario, I hope you all enjoy this picture, and that your own holiday season can be every bit as magical... and spanky!

A very Merry Christmas to all who celebrate it, and to all who have been so kind and accepting and welcoming since I made the big decision to come out of 'retirement' a few months ago and started this blog. I appreciate you all - your comments, suggestions, and friendships - so much.

I am enjoying being 'back' so much, and thank you all for your support!

   

Flashback: On The Naughty List

"On The Naughty List"

I did this one a long time ago, for a Christmas long past. Makes me feel rather nostalgic just looking at it again here!

This artwork came about from a fantasy I'm sure a lot of spankos have, and perhaps had when they were younger, too: a spanking for being on Santa's 'naughty list'. The idea that 'good boys and girls' got rewarded at Christmas while 'naughty boys and girls' got rubbish presents or - worse - some kind of punishment is of course something not often suggested or encouraged in today's politically correct world, but for myself growing up, the idea that come Christmas Eve, it wouldn't be a stocking full of presents awaiting me at midnight, but a red hot bottom as 'reward' for past naughtiness (the ultimate concept in 'postponed punishment'?) was a rather common thought around the end of December.

The idea of waiting nervously under the covers, unable to sleep as the clock ticked down, imagining a 'special visitor' was coming to pull me out of bed and spank me when midnight struck... surely I'm not the only one who thought about that?

Of course, me being me, a spanking from a fat old guy with a beard wasn't exactly something I liked to imagine, not even as a kid. No, in my mind, Santa would be too busy at Christmas delivering presents to the nice boys and girls, so either Mrs. Claus (an inexplicably hot 'MILF', at least in my daydreams), his strict-but-sexy daughter or attractive female 'helpers' (in my mind, like the kind of young ladies often seen in malls, dressed in cute 'Santa-ette' outfits and helping take photos of whining kids for tired parents) and would be the ones assigned the task of dealing with those on 'the naughty list'. Yes, I was a pervy F/m fan even back then!

Also, since I was (in all modesty) pretty much a 'good boy' as a child and teenager, the fantasy of being one of the 'naughty ones' seemed somehow all the more exciting. Perhaps Santa and his 'naughty list monitor' saw past what my parents counted as good behavior? With their Santa-powers, they likely knew even the small fibs, the secret naughtiness I got away with, and so on. There could be no escaping their exacting and strict standards come Christmas Eve!

While this artwork is not specifically intended as that personal long-ago fantasy (notably the spankee is at least too old to believe in Santa Claus!), it is certainly based on that concept. The single bed to me suggests this is not a married young man, but someone still living at home, who is being paid a visit this night by an unexpected mysterious woman dressed in a provocative manor, carrying a wooden paddle! Her outfit only causes further visible naughtiness once the young man is ordered (or forcibly) undressed, and that paddle is there for the express purpose of executing his long, over-the-knee, bare-bottom spanking sentence for a year's worth of disrespect, disobedience, bad language, irresponsible behavior, back-talk, lying and all manor of other things he thought he'd gotten away with!

On the other hand... there is a totally different, non-fantastical alternative for this picture: this is his girlfriend or wife, and they've been to (or are maybe even still at) a 'fancy dress' Christmas party. She's taken him upstairs for a paddling after an out-of-line remark or act. Or maybe, she's just a girl he met at the party, who's playfully led him upstairs to a spare bedroom at midnight since his familiar (though not entirely unwelcome) groping has earned him a spot on her personal 'naughty boy list'.