What did she do! There aren’t any hints in this artwork by Mitch & Stacey. Not sure if it’s a bath brush or a hairbrush that’s turning her ass that flaming red color, but she’s sure gonna have a sore bottom for awhile:
Her physical discipline is complete. But her master insists that she display her punished bottom throughout his work day, as he does his business with a seemingly-endless stream of visitors. The only mercy is that she doesn’t have to show her face as they ogle her nakedness:
A very long time ago, I posted about a fellow named Mike who had compiled a small gallery of advertising cards for BDSM escorts in London. At the time, I only posted one of Mike’s delightful cards.
Well, since 2004 this entire genre of risque advertising art has nearly been forgotten. The cards themselves were utterly disposable. They were published cheaply, usually with art borrowed from porn magazines, and were designed to be left or pasted up in phone booths and similar public places. Few people thought they were worth saving! So, now that Mike’s site has been off the web for a long time, I think it’s both fair and desirable to post some more from his collection.
Meet Lars, the Scandahoovian husband who has marital problems. Spanking his wife is turning out not to be the obvious solution he thought it was:
This cartoon and joke are from the February 1930 Captain Billy’s Whiz Bang pulp magazine. The joke is actually fairly cute, but I don’t enjoy the attempts to capture non-standard speech in non-standard spelling that we always see in very old/stale ethnic jokes. So here’s the joke transcribed into more standard English:
Lars Fingerson was having trouble with his wife. He went to see Deacon Miller.
“Deacon”, he said, “I think I got to get a divorce from Gonver. She’s been acting like a young kid. She got sore at me; she’s throwing things around and making faces at me. I got to have a divorce.”
“Oh, Lars,” said the deacon, “I wouldn’t do that. Why don’t you treat her as you would a kid? If she doesn’t behave, turn her over and give her a good spanking.””
“Ah, deacon,” Lars wept. “That’s no good. I tried that, but every time I get her on my lap to give her a good licking, I ain’t mad no more!”
This is a cruel little .gif but I know it will appeal to a few of you sadistic pervs as much as it appealed to me. The lady must have been insufficiently cooperative with her uniformed jailor, because her ass and pussy are rather thoroughly marked with strap welts and brutal cane cuts. How much good did her resistance do her? Apparently not much:
She agreed to bend over and put her hands in the floor stocks because she thought this was going to be “kinky sex night” and that sounded like fun. It wasn’t until her husband came out of the walk-in closet with a cane in his hand and a stern look on her face that she realized her mistake. They had a deal about the credit cards, he reminded her, and the six hundred bucks she spent on frivolous baby shower gifts was not as agreed. He asked her “You want to work it off at ten dollars per cane stroke?” But he did not listen to her answer. His mind was already made up, and her ass was doomed: