Shackled And Spanked Over Her Knee
That paddle looks heavy and painful, but there’s really not much struggling to be done in those heavy shackles:
Artwork is by Grigbertz.
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Whipped Quaker Women
This artwork is by Paula Meadows, and it originally illustrated an article in Februs #38:
As the story goes:
Moments in C.P. History – Number 7: The Boston Quakers
By Paul MelroseFrom the very beginning of the migration of religious dissidents from England to the New World, Puritans, mainly Calvinists, had built and developed the city of Boston as a tribute to God’s Kingdom on earth, a shining example of strict theology, subservience to church elders and to elected magistrates. They perceived true faith to be represented through strong personal discipline and obedience. Then, in 1656, the first Quakers began to arrive in Massachusetts, many missionaries finding their way to Boston.
Initially there were no laws within Boston preventing Quakers from worshiping as they saw fit or spreading their version of the faith. However, it soon became clear to the Calvinists just what a frightening threat to the established order the Quakers presented with their ideology of ‘inner light’, independent convictions and individual conscience. All this ‘anarchy’ was complete anathema to the strict Puritan ethic and very soon the leaders of the community resolved to rid the state of Quakers by any means possible. The first ‘shot across the bows’ was fired when a ship called The Swallow arrived in Boston harbour in July 1656, carrying two devout Quaker missionaries named Mary Fisher and Anne Austin. They were immediately arrested when they set foot on shore and all their belongings confiscated. Both women were stripped naked in the presence of six male magistrates and humiliatingly searched for evidence of witchcraft. None was found and the two women were sent back to England, but only after all their Quaker tracts had been burned in the market place.
Laws were hastily brought in tightening the screw on Quakers and making it illegal to ship them into Boston. The laws included a whipping sentence for all Quakers who entered the city and heavy fines on any ships captain who transported them. All this did was encouraged more brave Quakers to flood into the city to advance their faith and to express their outrage. In 1659, three Quakers travelled from Rhode Island to Massachusetts to protest against the persecution of their faith. The two men were arrested and hanged and the woman, Mary Dyer, escaped death and was returned to Rhode Island. This brave, or foolhardy (take your pick), woman returned a year later saying it was God’s will that she be sent to Boston and this time she too was hanged.
One incident above all others changed the climate for the Quakers because it shamed and embarrassed the local populace and forced a re-think of some attitudes. This was the arrival in 1662 of three young English Quaker women to the township of Dover, near Boston. They were Ann Coleman, Mary Tompkins and Alice Ambrose. They made a general nuisance of themselves preaching against the established faith and restrictions on individual conscience. Eventually an influential church elder named (yes honestly!) Hatevil Nutter organised a petition to have the women arrested. On receipt of the petition, Richard Waldron, the Crown magistrate issued an order to the constables of each of eleven towns within the Boston area that the three young women should be tied to a cart tail, stripped to the waist, and given ten stripes apiece with a horse whip on their naked backs in each of the eleven towns.
This was a hideous ruling, a total of 110 stripes each, in addition to the forced march tied half naked to the cart tail to each of the towns, a journey of more than 80 miles in bitterly cold winter weather.
On a freezing cold day, in Dover, the three young women were stripped to the waist, tied to the cart tail and severely whipped while the local populace stood and laughed. They were then towed to Hampton, the second of the towns, and delivered to the constable. Early the next day, the cart was set up in the market place and the three women were again ordered to strip to the waist. Two of them obeyed, but Anne Coleman bravely refused. As a result she was stripped completely naked by the constable, displayed to the crowd and then forced to suffer her whipping naked before being allowed to dress her lower half again. Then the three women were towed to Salisbury where the appalling punishment was delivered for a third time.
In Salisbury however, providence came to their aid. A local doctor who was also a magistrate, one William Barefoot, rather bravely overturned the Crown order and declared the punishment to be complete. He personally dressed the wounds of the three women and returned them personally to the state of Maine and safety just across the river. Had the full sentence been administered there is every possibility that the women might have died. As it was, the public humiliation vented on these poor women gave some Boston worthies some uncomfortable food for thought, and pressure to ease up on Quaker persecution began to grow.
Eventually in 1663, these three brave young women returned to Dover and established a Quaker church. By the year 1670, a third of the citizens of Dover, Massachusetts were Quakers, so the sacrifice made by these young women and their predecessors did at last bear fruit.
Here’s a different scan of the same artwork:
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Repentance Through Pussy Pain
Man, religious discipline is some serious shit! But I do believe this unhappy nun will repent in due time, if her poor pussy holds out that long:
Artwork is Repentance by The Veterinarian.
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A Bondage Caning She Won’t Soon Forget
With welts like that, she’s going to remember this punishment for a long time:
Artwork is by Ani.
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Mean Girls With A Paddle
I realize that sororities in the real world are supposed to be about more than giving the mean girls endless opportunities to abuse people foolish enough to suck up to them. But their charity and social work isn’t as much fun to draw!
Bondage paddling artwork is by Emcar.
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Kinky Internet Flirting
Is there anything more fun than flirting on the internet? I mean, it can be frustrating, too; don’t get me wrong. Especially when things go well, and flirty play turns to something more serious, only your exciting new person is a thousand miles away and it’s become clear to both of you that they need a lot more spankings (or whatever) than they’ve been getting. Been there, done that. It can turn out well. Doesn’t always, though.
“Flirting on the internet.” Why I am thinking about this? It’s a phrase that jumped out at me from an AshleyMadison review. People have been doing it for a quarter of a century now. Kinky people more than vanillas, I think possibly; I mean, how many of us spanking-obsessed people have resorted to online forums, dating sites, and social media to find someone of similar inclination? It’s getting rare to find somebody who hasn’t done it.
There’s really no way for internet flirting to go wrong. If you spend a few minutes or a few hours with a clever funny person who gives good chat, that’s never time wasted. Sure, if you’re too goal oriented, and for you the whole point is a quick kinky hookup, you may be frustrated in cases where that’s just not gonna happen. Maybe she turns out to not even be kinky, so the chemistry falls short. or maybe your kinks just don’t match. But it’s usually fun, so where is the downside?
On the other hand, this is the era of the ubiquitous webcam. There are limits to what you can accomplish with webcam cybersex, but if your internet playmate is feeling frisky, those limits are surprisingly wide. They might end up giving you quite a show, especially if you’re giving back as good as you’re getting!
Not too long ago I saw a forum story (it sounded true) about a guy who had been having good luck on the dating sites. His theory was that in just a few weeks, he’d fallen in two or three professional camgirls who were having a bit of busman’s holiday larking around for fun, or maybe for self-promotion.
According to this guy, the girls were were video chatting with him from kinky bedroom setups, with lots of BDSM toys and gear on display. They’d tease him with self-bondage and sexy poses. “What would you do to me if you found me like this in your bedroom?” That kind of thing.
I know a lot of you aren’t old enough to remember how much less fun we all had before the internet. Truly do we live in an age of miracles!
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Dr. Busby Settling Accounts
This colorful and surprisingly graphic mass birching scene is from 1785, ostensibly featuring the notorious Dr. Busby, headmaster of Westminster School:
Dr. Busby’s notoriety stems from his enthusiastic and profligate deployment of the birch, tales of which echo down the centuries. From his Wikipedia entry:
As a headmaster, Busby was as famous for liberally administering corporal punishment as he was for his abilities as a teacher and mentor. Though it was said he once boasted of having birched sixteen of the bishops on the bench [in the House of Lords], many of his students would later speak affectionately of the role he played in their education. In the next century, however, Busby’s reputation as a disciplinarian had eclipsed that of his scholarship and pedagogy. Alexander Pope satirised Dr Busby in the 1743 edition of The Dunciad. The ghost of Busby comes forward, carrying a birch rod “dripping with Infants’ blood, and Mothers’ tears” and proclaims the virtues of rote memorisation for placing a “jingling padlock” on the mind.
But as with most satirical prints of the time, various clues that would have been obvious to contemporary audiences establish that the print in truth represents some portion of the famous parliamentary conflict between Charles Fox (as Busby, here) and William Pitt (the unfortunate “Billy” over his knee). I am not scholar enough to untangle that further, but here are some descriptive notes and transcriptions from the British Museum that will set you well along that road, if you are so moved and motivated:
Fox as Dr. Busby birches Pitt and his supporters in a lofty hall with stone walls. Fox (left) sits under a statue of Justice which is in an alcove above his head, a birch-rod in her right hand, in the left, her scales evenly balanced. Pitt lies across Fox’s knee, his posteriors scarred; he says, “O pardon me & I’ll promise you on my honor that I will Honestly & boldly endeavour a reform!” Fox, his birch-rod raised to smite, says, “That’s all Twaddle! – so here’s for your India Task! there! there! there! & there’s for blocking up the old Womens Windows & making them drink Tea in the dark! – there! there! & there’s for——O I’ve a a a hundred accounts to settle – there! there! there! there! there! there.” Those who have been already chastised are borne off (right), a sea of heads, on the backs of the Foxite party.
The last three only are characterized: Robinson is carried off on North’s back; he is identified by the rats which leap from his rolled-up coat, cf. BMSat 6427, &c. Sheridan (identified by the ‘School for Scandal’ which protrudes from his pocket) carries off Sir Richard Hill, identified by two papers projecting from his coat: ‘Bible Joke’ and ‘Rochester Sermon’ (see ‘The Rolliad’, No. III, ‘Probationary Odes’, No. IV). Next, Burke carries off Richard Atkinson (‘the minor Kinson’ of ‘The Rolliad’, No. VIII), from whose pocket projects ‘Rum Contr[act]’. Beneath the title is engraved:
“Illustrious Bums, might merit more regard;
Ah! Bums too tender for a stroke so hard”
‘Vide Rolliad’. See BMSat 6816.(A parody of the lines on the Treasury bench:
‘No sattin covering decks th’unsightly boards;
No velvet cushion holds the youthful Lords,
And claims illustrious Tails such small regard?
Ah! Tails too tender for a seat so hard.’With the gloss,
‘Alas! that flesh, so late by pedants scarr’d
Sore from the rod, should suffer seats so hard.’)
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