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Friday, 1 October 2021

Art - Pool Party Paradise

"Pool Party Paradise"

It's been a long time, but I'm hoping this might mark the start of renewed posting. Since this is a "double celebration" of sorts (my first new art post in years and also that this weekend is my birthday) I decided that showing a literal celebration would be fun. So, I present... a spanking pool party where the ladies are very definitely "in charge"!

Saturday, 9 June 2012

Flashback - New Teacher's First Day

"The New Teacher's First Day"

One of my "oldies" from long ago. Not one of the first pictures I made, but certainly among them. In those days, being a college student, I had more free time so was able to indulge in creating time-consuming artworks of multiple characters like this... even though my old slow computer took ages to render them!

My idea behind this piece was of a new strict teacher's first class at her new school. In my original concept it was likely an all-boys school (a rare thing for me, since it "ruins" witnessed and removes "peer" spankings), and one where female teachers were seen as a "bit of a pushover". But with this new teacher, well... they're in for a sharp shock!

When I was in high school, I had a lot of female teachers (who'd have guessed?) but I always remember one poor young lady who was new, and basically lasted three or four classes before being unable to cope with the rowdy, nasty, totally disruptive nature of a large majority of the boys in the class (not me, of course, I was a good boy!). She had absolutely zero control of the class, who would even throw pens at her and flip tables over, all without repercussion. It was the only class in my school life where things every got that out of control, and it was pretty freaky.

Anyway, even back then, I thought "that wouldn't have happened if they still allowed corporal punishment". I also occasionally daydreamed that her replacement should be a no-nonsense lady with total command and control of her students and zero tolerance for misbehavior and disrespect. Of course, in my horny adolescent daydreams, she would also be A) hot and B) a spanker, and nobody (expect perhaps my fellow students) would mind or see this as "wrong".

This artwork was born partly from this old experience and resulting "daydream". Here, we see this strict new female teacher's very first class. Perhaps because of the past reputation of this class, or perhaps for no other reason than to "set the tone" for her tenure as their new teacher, she introduces herself to the whole class by thrashing each and every one of them soundly and mercilessly!

Being a "good boy" myself, I imagined that she would be as unfair as she was strict... this "introduction" thrashing would be given to the entire class. Not just the known troublemakers, not just the students who were likely to show disrespect and "needed" to be snapped into line. Everyone. Every single student in the class would get caned in that first "introduction" session. And each and every one would get just as many strokes and as hard as the others. The good boys, the bad boys, the quiet boys, the rowdy boys; this new teacher - knowing none of them and not wishing to make distinctions or go on "past records" from their previous teachers or principal - would treat them all equally on her first day there.

For many, it would be the first experience of corporal punishment they'd ever received, but they too were treated the same as those accustomed to a parental palm, hairbrush or belt. And yes, bare bottom. This is hardest on the "shy boys" in the class, but no exceptions are made. This is to be an educational experience for them all, she ensures.

The "introduction" proceeds in an orderly manner. Shorts and underpants are taken down as each student is bent over her desk, each caning taking place with a minimum of discussion and fuss (at least, on the teacher's part!). Those already caned are lined up facing the blackboard/wall with hands on heads with their red, cane-wealed bottoms on display and their pants around knees and ankles as they whimper and sob. Those yet to be caned are made to form a nervous queue, watching in horror and mounting horror as their own turn under that fearsome, whippy cane draws near...

The new teacher intends that every one of her students know from day one that she was a force to be reckoned with. That she would brook no nonsense from any of them. That she expected academic excellence and respectful obedience. And of course, that she would cane without hesitation or mercy if given cause (or even if not!). By the time she's done caning her new class, not a single boy is left without painfully-striped buttocks and tear-streaked face... and not a single boy is in any doubt that their new teacher is the one is not to be messed with!

That day would usher in a "regime change" of dramatic proportions, with this rowdy classroom of flying paper airplanes and nobody paying attention quickly replaced by the quietest, most strictly-run class in the entire school, where nervous students feel butterflies in their tummies whenever called upon to answer a question by teacher or when raising a hand to ask something (and these are the only time they dare speak, now!). A class where homework is submitted on time without excuses accepted, and when low test scores are rewarded with "marks" of a different (and very painful) kind.

For some reason, it's the unfair equality of this scenario that stands out for me the most, as I imagine it now. I wanted to capture the shock of this unexpected day in my art piece, but also the sense of "everyone gets lined up and caned, regardless"; this isn't even a "punishment" as such, but a teacher (mis?)using her new authority to make a decisive and dramatic impression on every one of her students, good or bad!

Now I'm a little older and occasionally feeling even more "submissive" and masochistic than I did as a teenager, I wonder if this scenario would be even scarier if the class depicted had no prior record of rowdiness, but were all caned just the same by this harsh new teacher just to make sure they didn't have any ideas about causing problems for her?

(sorry for the long ramble... I guess that's what happens when you don't post for a while!)

Friday, 9 December 2011

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?