Chloe Elise has been sitting outside in her bikini, and her mom doesn’t like her provocative ways. She throws her daughter over her lap and gives her a good spanking to teach her a lesson! But when Chloe borrows her mom’s clothes without asking, it’s time for another butt-paddling punishment. Watch as her bare tush turns red with each whack. I bet she’ll think twice before crossing Mommy and Daddy ever again!
Not Mine
Starring Beverly and Abi and Headmaster Tom
(Running Time of the Movie 13.14 mins)
from Girls Boarding School
Beverly goes to Headmaster Tom’s office to show him a dilido that she found in Abi’s bag.
At first Headmaster Tom thinks it is a DIY tool – so Beverly has to explain to him what it is. In disgust he throws it across the desk.
He then goes to find Abi, grabbing her by the arm he drags her into his office – poor Abi is bewildered and doesn’t know what she has done wrong, but Master Tom ignores her protests.
Once in his office, he closes the door, so we cannot see what actually went on. He is heard shouting at Abi to take her trousers down. Then there is the sound of a leather paddle making contact with a bare bottom.
Beverly with a big smile on her face listens outside the door.
Abi comes out of his office still pulling up her trousers. Marching through to the lounge to find Beverly, she demands to know why she lied.
Beverly was getting her own back for tricking her into attending the Girls Boarding School.
She gets Beverly to agree to her spanking her. The two girls then go back to Master Tom’s office. Before knocking on his door, they both removed their trousers and shoes.
Inside Master Tom’s office Abi tells him that the dilido is not hers but Beverly’s. So, he said he was going to spank Beverly like he did Abi.
But Abi wanting revenge says she wants to do the spanking. He agrees and orders Beverly to put her trousers back on. He explains to Abi that that means she’ll be able to give Beverly twice as many spanks as she got.
Beverly is then told to bend over the table and Abi takes hold of a big leather paddle and starts spanking her friend with it. The paddle is so big it covers both Beverly’s bottom cheeks at the same time. She delivers twenty strokes. Then Headmaster Tom tells Beverly to repeat after him that she told lies – and to ask if she could please take down her trousers for another five strokes of the leather paddle. Biting her lip, she asks permission and it is granted. Abi then gives her friend five more strokes of the big leather paddle on her very sore looking red bottom.
Headmaster Tom sends Beverly to stand facing the wall with her hands on her head. She is warned that she must stand there for three hours and if she so much as moved a millimetre he’d start the punishment all over again. And as he was going to be in the room for the three hours, he’d be able to keep his eye on her. He dismisses Abi who goes off looking very pleased that justice has been done.
Merrilee Meets Santa and Trouble – Part Two
The Story So Far:
Merrilee has applied for a temporary job as a Secretary in the North Pole.
Meanwhile, as always she was cheeky to Pete her husband and he had no alternative but to spank her.
Spanking her turned him on big time – so Merrilee being a sweet dutiful wife was giving him the full treatment.
Now Read On:
He was moaning and his toes stiffened sticking up at right angles to his feet. She noted this; it was always a give away sign that he was about to come. He removed his cock from her mouth, bent her over the back of the chair he had just vacated and came all over her hot bottom.
A week later, the letter arrived from the North Pole. Enclosed was a return flight ticket.
Pete took Merrilee to the airport.
‘So darling, I’ll be back in two days. Take care,’ she said.
‘Bye my sweet, try to keep out of trouble,’ Pete kissed the tip of her upturned nose.
Merrilee went through the Boarding Gate at Personchester International Airport, leaving her husband standing alone, waving her off.
‘Ladies and gentlemen,’ the Captain came on the loudspeaker. ‘We will be arriving at the North Pole in fifteen minutes. The ground temperature is 20 degrees below freezing, so make sure you are well wrapped up.’
‘Hope you’ve got your fur lined knickers on my dear.’ Merrilee turned to the man sitting next to her. She noted his round jolly face; a thick white beard covered the lower part.
She smiled at him, ‘Sure sounds very cold down there.’
‘Oh it is, I’ve lived there for years. I’m used to it now.’
‘I won’t be here for long,’ she said. ‘I’m here for a job interview.’
‘What kind of job can that be, in this frozen land?’
‘I saw this ad in our local newspaper,’ she explained. ‘This man wants a secretary temporarily.’
‘Isn’t it a bit far to come just for an interview?’
She laughed. ‘I don’t know why, but I just felt drawn towards him. Do you think that’s daft?’
‘No my dear, I don’t think it’s daft. Sometimes when we get these impulses, it’s best to follow them.’ He smiled at her kindly. ‘You never know what’s going to happen, so it’s always best to follow your feelings, then you won’t have any regrets.’
‘I’m a bit nervous of meeting him,’ she felt herself blushing, as the friendly man looked her up and down.
‘You have nothing to worry about my dear, I’m sure your interview will go very well.’
‘Thanks,’ she said. ‘Oh! We’ve landed, bye take care.’ Standing up, she gathered her hand luggage and joined the queue of people getting off the plane.
Merrilee heard the jangling of sleigh bells. Looking around her, she saw a row of sleighs waiting. ‘Wow!’ she thought, they have sleighs here instead of taxis.’ She joined the queue waiting at the sleigh rank. The queue snaked round. However, the sleighs were coming every two minutes, so it wasn’t long before it was her turn.
She settled herself on the sleigh, the driver stowed her luggage in the boot of the sleigh, tucked a blanket around her and they were off to the address she had shown him.
Merrilee felt warm and comfortable, so she drifted off to sleep. The driver wakened her. ‘We’re here my dear.’
For a moment, she looked around her in bewilderment. She saw a large house, looking very like pictures she had seen of Swiss Chalets. The snow covering the ground, window ledges and roof – was white and not trodden on. There was a big red chimney with thick white smoke billowing from it. The front door was wide open and welcoming. The sleigh driver, brought her luggage and urged her to go into the house, he followed with her cases.
‘Excuse me,’ he said, disappearing into a room on the left.
‘Hello my dear, did you have a pleasant journey?’
Merrilee jumped. She took in this big jolly man wearing a Father Christmas suit. His cheeks and chin covered with a pure white beard and moustache. ‘Are you Father Christmas?’ she asked.
‘I am my dear,’
‘Weren’t you the man sat next to me on the plane?’
‘That’s right my dear,’ he boomed. ‘And the sleigh driver.’
‘But how do you get to be in so many places at once?’ she asked.
‘I’m able to do magic,’ he said. ‘Come on, I’ll show you to your room.’
He lead the way, down a passage, ‘There’s the bathroom on your right,’ he pointed out.
‘Here’s your room, I hope you like it.’ Opening the door, he held it open, beckoning her to enter. She laughed to herself, as she had to turn sideways because his big round tummy almost filled the doorway.
The room was beautiful. There was a four-poster bed, an enormous wardrobe with a matching chest of drawers and chintzy curtains at the window. She was amazed to see a large radiator running the length of one wall, so they had central heating in the North Pole.
‘Your luggage will be here in a moment,’ he clicked his fingers. She could only stand there with her mouth wide open – as her luggage came shuffling into the room.
‘Don’t be afraid my dear,’ he said kindly. ‘I did say I was magic.’
‘Yes, but …’
‘You’ll get used to it. I’ll leave you now to settle in. We eat at 6.00 prompt, then after the meal, we’ll have a little chat.’
He left her standing in the middle of the room, surrounded by her cases.
When she entered the dining room at ten past six, the meal was already on the table. ‘You’re ten minutes late my dear,’ Father Christmas frowned at her. ‘That’s a spankable offence.’
She laughed.
‘I’ve had a message from your husband Pete. He has told me in no uncertain terms that you need a good spanking to keep you in line.’
‘You had a message from Pete,’ she echoed. ‘How – when?’
‘Thought transference my dear. But, come on let’s eat first. I’ll sort you out later.’
‘Did I die and come to heaven?’ she wondered. Pete, bless him, knew she’d be missing her spankings.
She enjoyed the meal, but she couldn’t wait for it to end. She so wanted, needed a spanking. ‘Oh Pete wish you were here,’ she thought.
‘Right my dear,’ her thoughts were interrupted. ‘You will go to your room now. Then in fifteen minutes your spanking will begin.’
She was sitting on the bed, wondering what was going to happen. Exactly fifteen minutes later, the door opened and in walked … Pete.
‘Pete, oh darling, what are you doing here?’ She moved towards him, raising her arms with the intention of putting them round his neck.
‘No, Merrilee, you have been a naughty and disrespectful girl,’ he took her arms away from his neck. ‘You know, full well, how being late for meals is very bad manners. So, I’ve been invited to give you a spanking.
He sat down on the bed next to her. ‘Okay young lady, it’s time to visit Lapland.’ He pulled her kicking and struggling over his knee.
His large hand landed on her right bottom cheek, then on her left one. Another half dozen stinging slaps and she was wriggling about over his knee. ‘You’re hurting me,’ she squealed.
‘Good,’ he grunted in satisfaction. ‘Spankings are meant to hurt.’
‘Lousy rotten swine,’
‘Hmmm I’m obviously not getting through am I?’ he pulled her knickers down to mid thigh and started spanking her again.
The heat in her bottom was increasing with every slap that landed on it.
Squirming over his knee – she could feel his cock sticking into her side. Meanwhile, his punishing hand was not spanking her so hard. It started to come down slower and slower, until it finally stopped.
Lying there draped over his knee, she was longing for some relief ‘That’s strange,’ she thought as it didn’t come, ‘He knows how I need relief after a spanking.’
What will happen next?
Russian Slaves 35: Punished for Infidelity — Nettles Corp.
The plot of this video is … hot young babes get tied down and whipped across their nekkid bottoms.
Technically, there’s more of a plot, and it involves infidelity, familial disgrace, and small village values and customs in 19th century Russia. But good luck deciphering the sub-titles and following the plot, should you choose to do so. Me, I just look at the girls.
The first hot babe to get whipped is an attractive young blond. First she’s put over the knee of a peasant patriarch type and spanked on her naked read end. Then she’s held down on a wooden bench and belt-whipped by a peasant matriarch type. Her dress is hiked to expose her naked rear end.
It’s a nice scene. There are real blows and real pain. The camera work captures good front and rear angles. She screams in pain as she’s whipped, and she wipes away tears at the end. It’s fairly short, but it’s hard, and there’s more to come.
Next to be whipped is an attractive young woman with long, light brown hair. She’s stripped completely naked and tied down to the wooden bench. She gets whipped by the same village matriarch type from the first scene.
This girl gets a longer, harder whipping. And she’s naked. And she’s very demonstrative and emotional. She cries and screams throughout. Again the camera angles give us good, prolonged face footage, in addition to the obligatory ass shots.
As hard as the whipping was, things don’t end for this girl. A virtual spank mob of young women storm her house, pull her out, and chase her into a field, where they tear off her clothing, and start beating and whipping her with sticks. She cowers helplessly in pain and fear until they stop. They leave her in the field, beaten, sobbing and naked.
There’s a lot of public humiliation in this movie. All of the beatings occur out in the open, often in front of groups of villagers.
But guess what? Those girls shouldn’t have done that. Now they must be whipped, too. Well, one of them, anyway. Maybe she was the ringleader.
The designated spank-mob-girl is stretched naked across the now-infamous bench and whipped with a switch. Angry red marks appear across her ass immediately. It’s not long before she’s wailing and screaming. She has long, auburn hair and nice body. She’s held down during her ordeal, but she manages to raise her torso enough to give us some breast shots along the weay.
She gets at least fifty strokes. By the end she’s virtually hysterical, crying pitifully and trying to catch her breath amid the sobs.
This is a good, hard, intense “spank” movie. There are some technological glitches, but the raw and real punishment scenes more than make up for them.
Interview with Domina Irene Boss
First of all, I have heard the Compound you used for your expert Submissive and Domina training had an electrical accident. What happened and was everyone ok?
Thank you for asking and yes everyone is OK! There were actually 2 fires and I managed to get my animals (4 parrots) out of the building quickly each time. The first fire was of older knob and tube origin due to cracked insulator wiring and the second was a reignite the next day. I had a 13 room Victorian and the 3rd floor where the playrooms were located took the most damage. Within a few weeks my friends and I moved everything to a new space. (Some of them traveled from across the USA like etienne from San Diego.) We A/all learned how to recondition rubber, leather and wood. It was quite an education.
Where are you re-locating your training facility?
I relocated the studio to a new high end industrial area of Pittsburgh for the first 6 months. It was important to feel safe and the building had high security and was less than 5 years old. It had polished cement floors, high ceilings and huge windows. (This was a nice change after being in a Victorian building for 14 years.) This week I am moving locations again because I desire greater privacy for Myself and the people I play with.
Is there somewhere fans can send tribute to help you rebuild?
Log onto BossVod.Com right now and enjoy the films. Many were made at that Compound. In the very near future 50 new films will be loaded. I would enjoy seeing some new faces at my latest playspace – “Top Secret” which will be completed in mid December 2009, just a few weeks from now!
Is there anything about your new facility that you will like better than the original Compound?
The space I am creating right now is extremely discreet, with the ability to enter the playrooms in a vehicle through an underground garage. This make kidnapping scenes possible for people who desire a danger aspect in their play. All of my large scale custom built bondage furniture is now metal and leather. There is much in the way of new gadgetry and equipment with various fun machines, a Venus 2000 and other interesting orgasmic devices. As I type this, an Eclectus parrot (Jacqueadoo) is sitting on my shoulder and slave pghdebauchery (quasi house boi) is painting a facility bathroom (water based paint) as well as unpacking. Yesterday we installed large wall mirrors in the two main theme rooms. One area is for BDSM (the lower level). The upper level contains a sumptuous dressing parlor which is also ideal for domestic discipline and spanking scenes. In the last half year Master Armand, Madame Nadine, creature ronb, and slave footsucker have been most helpful as well.
What do you believe sets apart a normal Dominatrix and a Domina such as yourself?
Truly it’s a matter of perception. Our vocabulary to describe such things is vast, and these words mean different things to everyone who uses them. The word dominatrix has caused much confusion in the D/s community. It seems that one can be too professional but never lifestyle enough. My definition of the word Domina means lifestyle as well as professional, but a lot of lifestyle Dominas call themselves Mistresses (or Dominatraces). A Domina may choose to have a submissive address her as ‘Mistress’ , ‘Priestess’, ‘Goddess’, ‘my Lady’, ‘Ms’, ‘Miss’, or some other epitaph during a scene. There are women who specialize in providing a fantasy service where ‘domination upon request’ is provided – a ‘Dominatrix’ if you will. There are women who adopt a lifestyle based on the patterns of their professions and enjoy the scene enough to take things to the next level and begin training slaves, or they become a scene professional after amassing personal experience training slaves. These are Dominas. More tends to be expected of a Domina. These women don’t accept scripts, and don’t perform domination upon request. It is more difficult to be a Domina, but more fulfilling in the long run as a lifestyle choice, because a woman defines her own boundaries and can get very good at doing specific things, as well as a sense of accomplishment at developing her own style.
I understand you believe psychological control over your submissive is an integral part of the scene. Do you regularly see mental break downs, and if so, which has been the most intense?
I avoid breaking someone’s will unless the individual wants it in advance and I know them well enough to predict what the outcome will be. You can see examples of slaves being broken psychologically (consensual/nonconsensual play) in films like “The Lesson”, “Hanging Whore”, “Unforgiven”, “Edwina 4 back for more”, “The English Patient 1”, “Butt crack Pig Cake fucker parts 1 and 2”, “Substitute Whore”, “Edwina Returns”, “Over Her knee”, “The Victim”, “Extreme Caning and Whipping”, “Whore du Jour”, “The demise of little richard”, “Gang Bang”, “Caned, Whipped, Kicked and Fucked” and “Your appearance is in question” just to name a few! Find all of these titles at BossVod.com
I have read some of your accounts where you often laugh along with your submissive as you play outside of your facilities. Do you know these scenarios of public humility will be received well by your slaves before you act them out, or are they part of the selection process?
It is something I do with well established slaves. Recently at Venus Fair I spent a lot of time in public with my German slave USB. We see each other several times a year at events in Germany. He was present where I was exhibiting in the fetish area for whipping, bondage, serving as my chair, etc and people were permitted to photograph this and even join him. In the beginning it was something he very much feared, but now he loves it. I have turned him into quite an exhibitionist slut. I also film with him. We made “Takeover in Berlin” one year. Also in the past I have dominated slave dave in public at Venus Fair. We made “Reprogramming at Residenze Avalon” and I shaved his head at my booth. He did not know that I was going to do this but it was well deserved. Read the description from the film at BossVod.com to find out why I did it.
Which has been your favorite public scene?
So far? Dave’s head shaving from “Reprogramming at Residenze Avalon”.
What do you look for in your fellow Dominas and in your submissives before you admit them to your training experience?
Dominant Ladies already know what they are doing before they agree to visit my space. The emphasis is on training slaves and playing alongside each other with our slaves and in this way we have learned from each other. I learn a great deal from the Ladies who have visited me. There is no school for Dominas – so there is no way to get accredited in this vocation. The “how to” information is passed between us and gets handed down. The Internet has of course made this a lot easier and I have been told my films have helped a great many people learn about specific Fem Dom activities, especially electrical play and whipping. Events are a great way for Dominas to amass education and get information about specific things. The Dom Con events in Los Angeles and Atlanta have actual industry days now. (I am an advisor to Dom Con events.) Black Rose has educational scene workshops. BoundCon in Germany and FetishCon in Tampa are great events to attend to learn about bondage.
My studio attracts the best and the brightest from each side of the coin. Though I am not always able to accommodate Dominant Ladies who wish to visit my space due to scheduling issues, I have maintained over the years the most prolific Guest Mistress program anywhere to be found with Ladies visiting from all over the world.
Who has been your favorite of each and why?
I see something positive about every Lady who has visited me. They all have strengths! The repeat visitors and myself have had the greatest simpatico, as well as the Ladies I have visited. Here is a small sample in no particular order – Mistress Shane, Mistress Gemini, Goddess Claudia, Lady Cheyenne, Mistress Brianna, Dom Lady X, Mistress Anastasia, Madame Ingrid the Valkerie, Mistress Denetra, Porsche Lynn, Mistress Precious, Domina Gael, Domina Danielle, and Lady Amazon.
My company made a very special compilation called the “Dom Con Series” parts 1 through 4 where we invited everyone to come in if they identified as Fem Dom and their subs who wanted to be in one of our productions and show us what they are best at. Each volume contains 14 scenes and ranges from Transsexual Fem Dom to classical. A veritable Fem Dom D/s smorgasbord awaits you at BossVod.Com! This is a great educational video to see a cross section of everything.
Are there any specific artists or genres of music you use to supplement your scenes?
For play sessions I love Delirium and enjoy many film soundtracks too. My favorite track from Delirium is “Flatlands”. The entire Passion of Christ is a classic right now. I am still trying to get a hold of the soundtrack from “Wide Sargasso Sea”. (The composer is Phillip Copeland.) I also enjoy composers like Phillip Glass. In my film making we compose our own music. George Uzyak who edits and does principle photography is also a musician.
I have heard you speak of yourself as more of a bondage expert over everything else you do so well. Which type of bondage is your favorite and why?
I like to call myself a bondage top which makes me an enthusiast of the craft. There is some form of bondage in most of my scenes and films. Restricting the submissive individual and doing things to them (which are frequently deliciously dastardly) is sexually exciting to me, but I am also aroused at CP scenes and enjoy spanking people as well as dacrophlia.
Is there any specific brand or type of equipment you have as a favorite for your training?
I am always inventing and creating and have frustrated more than a few BDSM equipment builders and manufacturers with my ideas for designs. Recently I had a stretching rack made, and own an electric stretching cross (the only one of its kind in the world) and had an interesting CBT chair made with a garrote attachment too. My slave hardenough often gets involved in my devilish plans and he is partly responsible for the spread eagle leg attachments for CBT that are now part of the new stretching rack. W/we have had pieces commissioned from Metal Bound and Master Dragon most recently. My slave footsucker (who is an engineer) builds me many one of kind custom pieces for electric CBT, and also some of the interesting toilet boxes that can be found in my films. He is also in some of the films, as is slave hardenough.
“A Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Compound” is a film in which there’s a scene where you kidnap slave Dave and hold him at gun point in the back of your truck on the way to the original Compound. Were these real firearms and what is the weirdest kidnapping of a slave you have completed to date?
Yes they are real fire arms. I have a gun collection and I like to shoot recreationally at a range and out of town where I have access to land. (One Christmas I fired off rifles and antique cannon.) I am an NRA member. A glock 357 sig, CZ 9mm, and kimber custom stainless 45 were featured in that film. Goddess Claudia (who is a pilot) also maintains a collection. The kidnapping in that film is the most extreme that I would attempt in that it was in a public park and we managed to get away with it.
What is the range of experiences you offer to an enthusiast who seeks you out?
From the novice to experienced player I offer a range of Fem Dom D/s play that can best be described as erotic/cathartic in scope.
How can a Domina or Submissive contact you if they are interested in your services?
My fan site DomBoss.Com has this information on the FYI page.
Anything you have coming up that we should know about?
I will stop by and say hi during AVN (AEE) at your Hot Movies booth in a few weeks! I will also be at the following shows soon. Bound Con Munich (May 7-10), Dom Con LA (May 12-16), Fetish Con Tampa (August 5-8), Dom Con Atlanta (October TBA) and Venus Fair 2010 (October 21-24). My company produces 2 professionally replicated DVD 5 films once a month on BossDVD.Com and 2 to 5 DVD R’s films once a month on DomBoss.Com. My company is relocating to the West coast in the future so stay tuned!
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Butt Burn — Red Hot Video
Can a non-submissive woman be spanked into submission? Can a hardened sex trade pro be made to weep like a child? How much of a spanking will it take? What will it look like when it happens? The answers to these and many questions can be found in Butt Burn from Red Hot Video.
Three models appear for a photo shoot. Each acts haughty and demands more money. Each gets spanked.
By the way, is there a niche spanking genre for southern belle spanking? In case it matters, two of the three spankees in this video, Molly Winters and Julie Robbins, have pronounced southern accents.
The first spankee is Kimberly. She’s tall, blond, willowy, apple-breasted and long-legged. She has the body of a fashion model. And at first, she has a fashion model’s diva-esque attitude as well.
She’s smug and self-satisfied in the first few minutes of the video, but it doesn’t last long. After a few minutes over the knee of RHV guy, her pretty little face is locked in a pained grimace, and she’s crying out with each blow to her rapidly reddening rear end.
She begs him to stop. He calls her a greedy little model and a brat. She threatens him a little bit, but unconvincingly. Mostly she just shrieks in pain and calls out for him to stop.
Midway through, he takes her top off, fondles her, and then puts her back over the knee. Her long, lean frame look great nekkid and draped over his lap. She doesn’t move much, though. She just shrieks “Ow!” a lot
“How old are you?” he asks her. No answer at first. Then she owns up to 19. He makes her count strokes as he spanks her. He makes her say “thank you sir” after each one. She gasps it out. Her voice is breaking.
After nineteen the spanking resumes in earnest again, fast and furious. She promises to be good. She becomes very submissive, promising to do everything she’s asked on her next photo shoot.
He gives her a break and sends over to the corner. Her butt is beet red “You’re not gonna spank me anymore, are you?” she asks.
“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t,” he replies She starts giving him a lap dance. She’s nude and she moves her body well, shaking her shoulders, slithering her hips. It’s sexy, but it doesn’t last. RHV guy turns her over his knee and starts spanking her again.
But not for long. After a minute or two he dumps her off his lap and onto the floor. She picks herself up, wiping the tears from her eyes. She walks away, red butt swaying on top of those long legs, and the segment is over.
Next to be spanked is Molly Winters. She has a stripper-hot body and a pinched look on her face. She appears somewhat disheveled, with dreadlock-ish, dyed-blond things coming out of her head, which apparently pass for a hairstyle. Among catty fashionistas, I believe this is called a hair-don’t.
She changes into a sexy, full-body, black-lacey number with an open crotch. She proceeds to act bitchy and demand more money. She soon finds herself over the lap of Red Hot guy.
It’s a nice spanking from the start, and it just gets better. Molly kicks and squirms a lot. Her legs keep opening and closing, which gives us peek-a-boo glimpses though the open crotch.
She’s in pain almost immediately. “Ow, my ass” she cries out. “Leave my ass alone.” She squirms and kicks almost non-stop.
“You’re hurting me”, she cries out. A distinctive red hue now shows through the black lace outfit. He pauses and physically cuts the lace with a hunting knife, making a large, clear hole so that her butt shines through. Easier to see, easier to spank.
We start to get some face shots. Her face is very red. She sounds like she’s sniffling as she asks him to stop. Soon she breaks down completely and starts crying like little girl — ahuhuhuhuhuh — breathy sobs over and over as the swats rain down.
He gives her a short break, but only so he can pull the black lace material away from her torso and expose her breasts. This seems to upset her even more, adding insult to injury.
He continues spanking, and she continues weeping. She begs him to stop through her sobs. He just keeps going. Tears are streaming down her red face.
She pulls herself together and starts bargaining. I’ll do anything to make it stop, she tells him. He gives her a little break, during which she tries to seduce him. It doesn’t work. The spanking resumes. Her crying resumes.
He makes her count blows up to 22, her purported age. She cries piteously through each one. She also reacts to the swats with her whole body, which is nice. Her legs kick. Her torso bucks. Her breasts heave.
After the count of twenty two he dumps her onto the floor. She lays there, sobbing. Her orders to get up and get her “ass out of here”. She struggles to her feet, still sobbing, barely able to walk. He give her ass one last slap, which unleashes a fresh set of wails as she staggers away.
Last to be spanked is Julie Robbins, who is wonderfully haughty at first.
“Do you know who I am?” she demands, as Red Hot guy takes her over his knee.
“You’re a naughty girl,” he replies.
‘I’m not a naughty girl. I’m a bitch!” she announces.
She speaks through gritted teeth in a southern accent, but the pain of the spanking soon cuts through her attitude. After a short time she’s crying real tears, choking on her words, glaring helplessly at her spanker, and shrieking in pain.
He lectures her. She’s not quite so mouthy anymore.
At one point he fingers her and she allows it. Anything to make the spanking stop. He probes with his hand — in and out, in and out. She simulates orgasm, rather unconvincingly for a porn star, and seems ready for the spanking to end. But he continues to swat her rear end.
She bargains again, this time agreeing to give him a blow job. Again, it’s simulated. She even simulates spitting out the protein afterward.
This leads to a nice moment of acting by Ms. Robbins. She seems to expect the blow job’s happy ending to also mean a happy ending for her spanking. But it doesn’t stop.
Red Hot guy’s assistant brings him a paddle. Julie stares at it with an “uh-oh” look in her big eyes. Red Hot guy grabs her by the ear, pulls her to his lap again and starts paddling her, softly at first, then harder and harder. She shrieks in pain.
He paddles her for a few minutes before dumping her to the floor. She pulls herself up and stalks away, calling him a “bad man”.
Maybe he is a bad man, but he makes great videos. Three excellent spankings!
Speaking of Spanking
By Chelsea Pfeiffer
Implements – From Sublime to Ridiculous
Not many spankers do all hand spanking all the time. I certainly don’t. But, when it comes to the kinds of implements people prefer the range goes from completely practical to completely NOT!
As a spanker, I like all kinds of implements and I’ve been known to use an implement or two that might fall in the ridiculous category. As a spankee, I don’t like any implements. (Well…you know what I mean. It’s a love/hate thing.) What I especially don’t like, as a spankee, are the ridiculous. Okay, so what do I consider sublime, or ridiculous? Here we go:
The hairbrush is one that I consider sublime. It’s practical and almost every household has one. As a spankee, it does indeed hurt, but it doesn’t make me feel silly. One can overplay the humiliation factor.
I think this steel re-enforced black leather strap is sublime. It’s not exactly practical. But, it was lovingly crafted by a true spanking enthusiast for maximum effect and it’s very sexy looking.
My favorite sublime implement is this beautiful blonde leather strap. Again, not usually found around the home, but crafted by one of the best in the spanking biz: London Tanners! As a spanker, I use this one often. It’s easy to aim and control and if you give it a good swing it really, really stings. Ouch!
This classic “school” style paddle is definitely sublime. It’s made to get the job done and it isn’t at all silly. I wouldn’t laugh if someone used it on me!
A slipper definitely falls into the ridiculous category. It’s just silly and, though probably effective, I would never use something on someone’s bare bottom that has seen the concrete streets, or the kitchen floor. YUK! How unsanitary.
A flip flop is all that the slipper is and possibly more. Ridiculous!
No offense to the fine craftsman who made this paddle, but I haven’t even been able to bring myself to use it. A butterfly shaped paddle? What? It floats like a butterfly, but stings like a bee? No. Definitely ridiculous.
This flower shaped paddle (though I have used it on occasion because it can cover an entire bottom in one swing) also falls into the ridiculous category. I called it the Flower Power Paddle when I used it. The second time I tried to use it, it nearly broke. Ridiculous.
On a short side note, the maker of these last two paddles makes some very, very fine paddles. If you’re interested go to: Paddlemastesrpro.com.
This triple cane is actually one of my favorites, or it was before Snow Mercy’s tough tushy exploded the tips of it. It looks kinda silly, but was extremely effective and easy to aim. Canes can be very difficult to aim!
I call this one the thwacker, because that’s what it sounds like when it meets a deserving butt. I’ve had it for years and I actually like using it. But, it’s very extreme and can only be used on a very hard player. I think it’s a palm frond that’s been smoothed out and shellacked over. Go figure
So, on those last two, feel free to chime in on whether you think they’re sublime, or ridiculous. Or, on any of the above mentioned implements for that matter. Do you agree, or disagree?
Merrilee Meets Santa and Trouble – Part One
Merrilee sat at her computer – staring at a blank screen. Propped up on a jar of jam was yesterday’s newspaper, opened at the ‘Jobs Vacant’ page.
She looked again at the advert she had circled. Reading it aloud to herself,
Secretary needed for a very busy gentleman. She must be able to answer letters and keep a proper filing system. A willingness to travel extensively would be a definite plus.
This is a temporary post, until December 26th. Please send a letter and your CV to The Man in Red, PO Box 999, North Pole.’
‘Okay Man in Red,’ she said, opening her Word programme. ‘I hope the pay is good.’
After a few stops and starts, she printed off the letter, then she checked it for typos. ‘No point in sending a letter full of typos etc, not if I’m applying for a Secretarial job.’
Dear Sir
I’m replying to your advertisement in the Daily News dated November 1st 2010.
My name is Merrilee; I’m nineteen years old and living in Personchester.
I am a qualified secretary. My typing speed is forty words per minute and my shorthand is one hundred and twenty words per minute. Attached is my CV and Diplomas from the Secretarial College of Personchester.
I am available to travel extensively. Do you pay travel expenses?
Looking forward to hearing further from you.
Yours faithfully
Merrilee
Putting the letter into an airmail envelope, she sealed it. Then put it near the front door – so she wouldn’t forget it when she went out the next day to the Post Office.
Returning to her computer, she clicked on Freecell, becoming so involved with the game she didn’t hear Pete come in.
‘Merrilee my sweet, what’s this?’
He came into the lounge holding the letter she had left ready for posting.
‘Oh hi darling,’ she held up her face for a kiss. ‘I’m applying for a job.’ She explained.
‘Great, but the North Pole?’
‘Why not? It’s just a job,’ she answered. ‘And anyway, it’s only temporary.’
‘Well, tell me all about it,’ he said sitting down behind her on the chair.
‘This guy says he’s looking for a Secretary.’
‘You a secretary,’ laughed Pete. ‘He’d have to be desperate if he hires you.’
‘If I’m good enough to write your letters, why shouldn’t I be able to write his?’
There’s a bit of a difference between putting a stamp on an envelope and writing a letter.’
‘You’re a cheeky sod,’ she said indignantly.
‘No I’m not,’ he said, ‘just truthful.’
‘You did say I should get a job, if I wanted to go to Benidorm next year.’
‘True, I did, but I wasn’t thinking of the North Pole.’
‘Neither was I, but, when I saw this ad I thought why not.’
‘I’ll tell you why not my sweet,’ he started nibbling the back of her neck. ‘What am I supposed to do with myself while you’re away?’
‘You won’t have time to miss me; it’s only for thirteen days. Besides, I haven’t got the job yet.’
‘Oh you’ll get the job ok; you’ve got enough cheek to pull it off.’
‘Hey, I’m never cheeky,’ she protested.
‘Of course you’re not,’ he laughed. ‘Anyway, talking about cheeks, you know what I’d like to do right now?’
‘Haven’t a clue,’ she said.
‘Stand up,’ he ordered.
‘What for?’
‘This,’ he spun the chair round facing away from the computer. Catching hold of her wrist, he pulled her over his knee.
She struggled, but he held her down firmly, his left arm encircling her slim waist. ‘Let me go,’ she gasped.
‘No way my sweet,’ he laughed. ‘I’ve got you exactly where I love having you.’
‘You’re a pervert. Ouch!’ She wriggled even more as his large hand made contact with her bottom.
‘It takes one to know one,’ he said. ‘You know you enjoy being spanked as much as I enjoy spanking you.’
Through her flimsy knickers her bottom was seen to turn from white to pink to red. Despite her wriggling, he kept on spanking her. She could feel her clit swelling, the crutch of her knickers becoming soaked with her juices.
‘I can’t see what I’m doing,’ he said, pulling her knickers down to mid thigh.
‘My sweet, your bottom is so red and you know red is my favourite colour.’
‘Sod off darling,’ she said sweetly.
‘Say that again my sweet and you’ll be getting a taste of my belt.’
‘Sod off – sod off – sod off.’
Pulling her up and setting her on her feet, she watched enthralled as he slowly pulled his wide leather belt from its loops.
Wrapping the belt around his right hand, he left about twelve inches dangling.
Sitting down and putting her over his knee again he said, ‘right let’s carry on where we left off.’
After the belt had made contact ten times with her quivering cheeks, they had become an even deeper shade of red and she was clenching and unclenching them.
‘Stop clenching,’ he said.
‘I can’t help it,’
‘You’ve told me it hurts more, so why do it?’
‘Cos I’m a masochist and enjoy pain.’
‘Of course you are, why didn’t I realise that?’
‘Piss off.’
‘You’re going to hate what I’m going to do next,’ he said. ‘But I think you need it.’
Tossing the belt aside, he began to lightly run his right hand over her red, hot cheeks, rubbing and gently pinching them. As he caressed them, his finger was gradually moving down the crack between her bottom cheeks, teasing her by almost entering her steaming slit, then pulling away again. Each time, she gasped in disappointment.
As she wriggled over his knee, she could feel his cock sticking into her side. ‘The more I wriggle about, the more excited he gets,’ she thought. So, she wriggled even more.
Her clit was throbbing, her legs had parted of their own accord and her juices were flowing freely, soaking Pete’s trousers.
His wandering finger entered her hot swollen pussy. He gently strummed her clit, causing it to throb even more. Then, while his right hand middle finger played with her clit, his left hand middle digit began to slowly and gently move into her passage of love. Her vaginal walls, dilated and he was able to push his finger ever deeper inside her. The more she bucked over his knee, the deeper his finger went and he kept strumming her clit.
‘I’m coming,’ she gasped. ‘I’m coming,’ and she came – shuddering and shaking over his knee.
He withdrew his fingers and let her lie there over his knee until she went limp.
‘Thank you darling,’ she said.
‘A pleasure my sweet,’ he answered. ‘Now, I’m feeling a bit left out.’
Merrilee clambered off his knee. Dropping to her knees, between his legs; with practiced fingers she unzipped his trousers and released his pulsing cock from its confines. It stood straight out from his flat tummy.
Opening her mouth as wide as she could, she took his purple helmet into it and began sucking on her lollipop. His cock swelled even more in her hot little mouth.
To be continued ……
Anastasia Pierce Punished — Clare Fonda Productions
There are different ways to be hot. There’s stripper hot. There’s model hot. There’s girl next door hot. There are hot moms and hot college students and hot secretaries, all with their own look.
Anastasia Pierce looks like she should be emerging from a limo with a rock star. She’s arm-candy hot. She’s tall and long-legged and thick-haired. With her wide, dark eyes, her full lips and her high cheekbones, her face is a virtual emblem of seduction. And with her physical assets below the neck, she pretty much pops out of the clothes she’s wearing. And she’s not wearing all that much.
Apparently, her lack of proper attire is the problem that needs correcting in this video. Her Aunt Gwen feels that Anastasia needs a spanking to learn to dress more appropriately. Gwen leads Anastasia over her lap and begins spanking her.
Anastasia looks incredibly sexy draped her the knee. Her long legs kick. Her beautiful face pouts. I love her reactions, too. They are immediate. No just laying there
doing nothing. She frowns. She whines. She complains.
She groans. She asks why this is happening? She gets
lectured. She promises to dress better. In other words, she acts her part, in character. It’s nice.
Gwen keeps on spanking and lecturing the beautiful woman. Gwen removes the skirt. Anastasia has sheer black panties underneath. After more spanking, Gwen removes the panties. Anastastia protests, but to no effect.
Clare spanks harder. Anastasia cries out louder. Gwen make her count 50 swats. Anastasia does so obediently. She looks and sounds forlorn. “Can I get up now”, she pleads submissively, when she’s reached 50. Gwen lets her. Anastasia stands up and displays the redness on her beautifully-shaped bottom. She thanks Aunt Gwen and promises to be better from now on.
As punishments go, this one is moderate. It’s short and
sweet. As productions go, it’s excellent. Also short and
sweet. It wastes no time either before or after the
spanking. The sound and video quality are top notch. The camera angles are great. We see face, we see bottom, and both are equally beautiful. The entire movie is only about ten minutes long, but it’s ten solidly sexy minutes of wonderfully erotic spanking.
Check it out here for free