Flashback - Sting Of The Slipper

"Sting of the Slipper"

Anyone who knows me at all knows that I'm a BIG "hairbrush fan". Or should that be "hairbrush hater"? Ah, the dilemma of being a spankee...

Anyway, just because the brush is my (least!) favourite implement doesn't mean others don't often enter my thoughts and fantasies. Belts are a bit of a fave, due to the "wait until mommy gets home" vibe they give me. Paddles fit school scenarios perfectly in my mind (yes, the cane is awesome too, but for some reason I find the US response tends to win over the UK one 8 out of 10 times in my imagined school days for some reason). Wooden spoons are very "Aussie Mum" implements, I think, and then there are all sorts of "sub-implements" like tawses, bathbrushes, ping-pong bats, riding crops, etc.

But then there's the slipper. Although the term "slippering" often refers to the disciplinary employ of any old piece of footwear (slipper, sneaker/gym shoe, sandal, etc.) the use of an ACTUAL slipper for a spanking enjoys a rather specialized place in my mind and fantasies.

A slipper smacking is - to me - a rather intimate form of chastisement, often maternal and typically involving a bedroom setting. It's not the most painful implement, sure, but it is very stingy (providing the right kind of slipper is used!) and very psychological in its innocence and almost childishness.

Okay, enough preamble... to the art piece!

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!

Flashback - One Mean Teen

"One Mean Teen"

This piece is an oldie. You might even recognize the spanker, as variations of her appeared a few times in my earlier works. In this piece, though, she's a bit younger than usual; I envisioned her in her late teens, but her youth doesn't make her any less of a formidable spanker, as you can see!

Since my early youthful spanking fantasies, I have always been a bit besotted with the idea of 'teen spankers', such as babysitters (one of my favourite fantasies growing up), sisters, friends' sisters, cousins, classmates or even girlfriends. The idea of a boy being spanked by a girl close to his own age yet who is still totally 'dominant' over him is as much of a 'hot button' for me as the more traditional 'Auntie' spanking fantasy, for some reason.

I wonder if it had to do with my own teenage sexual urges? I was often confused when I was younger that I found myself inexplicably attracted to the more 'mean girl' types at school; that 'bitch' everyone else hated was the one I found often gave me 'funny feelings' I couldn't explain! Also, as I got older, I realized that while my friends were usually dreaming about winning the heart of (and making out with) that pretty girl sitting across the classroom, I was instead mostly daydreaming about what it would be like to be spanked to tears by her!

But enough embarrassing self-analysis for now; let's move 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 - 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: Knowing He's Next

"Knowing He's Next"

To me, one of the most exciting and terrifying part of spanking is "the wait": knowing with utter certainty that you are going to be spanked, and that it's only a matter of time before your hot-bottomed doom occurs!

It could be standing in a corner, pants down with the cool air reminding you how bare and exposed you are, waiting for those footsteps and the voice that announces "turn around and come out of that corner!". It could be after having been sent to your room, sitting on your bed with your pulse racing, eyes glued to the door handle as you wait for it to turn and open, decreeing at last that "it's time". It could be sitting outside the head mistress' office with other doomed miscreants, listening to the crack of a cane or paddle and howls for mercy from behind the door, as the queue thins out until it's your turn at last!

Taking that concept one step further is the idea of actually being right there in the same room as a spanking-in-progress, and knowing you're next for exactly the same! Having to watch and listen as your fellow spankee is smacked to a tearful mess, with full knowledge that "that will be you" any minute... well, that's just scary! Especially since you're getting to see just how hard your soon-to-be-spanker can hit, how strong her arm is, and how merciless she is no doubt going to be with you!

With this artwork, I wanted to capture that "oh god, I'm going to get that too!" vibe for a spankee in such a position. Here, our naughty boys have no doubt be ordered to strip naked and lay face down on their beds, a pillow under their hips to raise their bottoms up to present a more inviting target. Whether they've been waiting in that position for their punishment for a few minutes or several hours, I'm not sure (what do you think?).

Was their wait in tearful misery, both openly acknowledging that they were really "for it" now? Or perhaps they were both angry and sulky, making a "manly" pact between them to "not cry" and maybe even "don't show those girls that it hurts"? If the latter was the case, it's clear now that the one currently under the belt isn't honoring that pact at all, and that the young man in the foreground already knows he won't be able to either!

Indeed, while it's quite expected and natural for the young man being leathered by an angry young woman's belt to be howling and sobbing his lungs out, the boy in the foreground is already crying (tears of fear and anticipation, it seems?) too. Scrunching a pillow over his head and screwing his eyes shut tight, he tries to block out the sounds of his fellow (friend? cousin? brother?) spankee's childish screams and frantic pleas for mercy, but those braying wails and loud cracking of the belt - sounds that fills that small upstairs bedroom - are far too loud to muffle. Besides, nothing can distract his thoughts from the inevitability of his belt-spanking... he's next, he knows it, and it's really going to hurt!

Which raises an interesting question, I think: when you and another person are going to be spanked, who is (comparatively) better off? The one being spanked first, or the one being spanked last? Thoughts?

I'm not sure, incidentally, what the actual reason/scenario for this clearly severe belt-thrashing is, here. I am tempted to say the two girls are sisters, with tough 'big sis' dishing out a leathering for teasing/annoying/displeasing 'little sis'. The younger girl certainly seems quite smugly amused by the two boys' predicament here. Perhaps they 'earned' this strapping for something they did or said to her? Or perhaps she just made something up and told 'big sis', knowing she'd believe her over them? Is this a 'family' (brothers and sisters)? Perhaps one of the boys is a hapless friend, just there for a sleepover? Perhaps the strapper is actually the babysitter for all three of the others? All those ideas work for me... but what do you think?

Art: His Very First Hairbrushing

"His Very First Hairbrushing"

Ahh, the hairbrush!

Is there a more perfect symbol of female spanking authority? Compact, feminine, innocent-looking (to those yet to experience it's authority!) yet exquisitely painful and able to reduce a naughty boy (or girl!) to kicking and tears in mere moments. In my opinion, it's the ultimate 'domestic' spanking implement.

I intend to write a full feature article on this - my favourite (well, love-to-hate, anyway!) - implement, but that may have to wait for when I have more time. For now, I'll have to be content with this new artwork.

With this piece, I wanted to capture the experience of a young man being 'introduced' to it for the very first time. Maybe he's never been spanked at all before, or maybe this is just the first time with the hairbrush? Either way, it's a moment in his life he'll never forget!

As such, I tried to present him having quite a distraught reaction to this particular spanking! Lots of tears, of course - it is a hairbrushing, after all! - but I also wanted to capture the mixed shock and anguish of a "first timer" too... he certainly didn't expect it to hurt this much! I tried for a sense of desperation as well; he knows his spanking is far from over, yet it already burns and stings far beyond what he thought he could handle! He's definitely panicking and fighting against it, with his arm reaching back either to block the blows or even just to beseech his spanker to "Please stop!" or "Not so hard!" or (most likely) "Pleeeease! No more with that brush!"

As for the spanker herself... I see her as perhaps either his step-sister, cousin or babysitter. She seems the perky, spunky, peppy sort normally, but a real meanie when she has a boy across her lap! I rather like her blond pigtails (something of a "cheerleader vibe"?), chunky jewelry (that toe ring just seemed to suit her) and cheeky shorts and crop-top (hands off!), too.

The actual reason for this "hairbrush indoctrination"? Maybe he pushed his sister/sitter too far and she decided "a good dose of the brush" was long overdue for him? Maybe she's spanked him before but her hand just doesn't seem to be working anymore... so she's decided that it's time to 'graduate' him to the hairbrush? Or maybe she's just bought herself a nice new wooden hairbrush and wants to try it out on him... just because she can?

Whatever the reason, she's certainly burnishing his buns with it though... it doesn't seem like she's going easy on him at all despite this being his first-ever brush-spanking!

I'm actually quite pleased with how the 'battle damage' turned out this time... it looks distinctly sore and more "hairbrush caused" than just general redness you might get from "just" a handspanking. I suspect he'll be having serious trouble sitting down in comfort after this!

Famous spanking artist Jay Em once captioned one of his pictures: "The first brushing is forever". I think this young man would heartily agree with that sentiment, don't you?

"The Wait" epub fixed... and also now in Kindle format.

Just a quick heads up to let folks know that I've finally "mastered" the EPUB ebook format, so I've fixed the downloadable .epub version of "The Wait" to correct a few flow and formatting errors. It should hopefully now display nicely on most e-readers and tablets.

I have also added a download for the Mobi Pocket (.mobi) format, which I believe is the primary ebook format used by the Kindle. While I don't own one myself, it seems a popular device, and the fact it uses a somewhat uncommon format - especially compared to EPUB, which is used by most Android and Apple devices - means I wanted to support Kindle users with future downloads.

In both cases, please let me know if you have any trouble viewing the downloads or getting them to work, since I plan to support these formats with upcoming stories and e-book items whenever possible.