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Wednesday, 30 April 2014

Art - Hung Out To Dry

"Hung Out To Dry"

Here in Australia, the nice weather seems to have finally left us, but in my time "away" I have polished up a couple of "summer-themed" artworks that I'll be sharing along with other stuff.

This one is *hopefully* a nice warm day, and the two ladies' attire suggests it might be (and they're not just being extra mean to the poor guy here!).

Many spankees (and spankers) know that being smacked on a wet bottom is particularly stingy and painful. The two women in this artwork know this too, as they've not only stripped and strung up the guy here, but have sprayed and soaked him dripping wet with the garden hose as well!

Monday, 20 May 2013

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!

Wednesday, 11 July 2012

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?

Wednesday, 23 May 2012

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).