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I think this must be one of those bars that keeps a “birthday spanking” paddle signed by all the patrons who have ever gotten spanked with it. Heavy wooden paddle, lots of beer, hilarious drunk girls, what could possibly go wrong?
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Abella Danger is a sex toy. I mean, that’s how her master treats her. He keeps her in a closet! She’s usually pretty happy when he takes her out and lets her kneel in front of him to suck his dick:
But, she could do without the nipple clips, especially when he puts her away after sex, when she’s all wet and sticky, with the nipple clips still tormenting her. Sometimes he leaves her in the dreaded closet for… well, it’s too long if you ask Abella. (He never asks.)
She’s a healthy girl with an active libido. Abella doesn’t really mind being a sex toy, not per se. But she could do without most of the whipping. Sometimes her master takes her out and straps her to the bondage bench and then just flogs her for what feels like hours on end. He gets a big stiff erection almost instantly — why does he keep whipping her? To her it mostly seems like a waste of hard cock, honestly.
Once he’s had plenty of his whip fun, though, he’s usually ready for the part that Abella enjoys most. The anal sex! He always keeps her tied up and gagged for this. One time he told her that sex toys never have anything to say that makes buttsex better. And he’s quite sure he knows better than a sex toy where her hands and feet should go, he said. Hence the bondage.
Luckily for Abella, he likes the way her ass feels contracting around his dick when she has an orgasm. So he uses the big vibrator and makes sure she has lots of them.
Sadly, then it’s always time for her least favorite part of the sex toy gig. Getting put back in the closet, no matter how much she tries to beg. Maybe he’s smart to use that gag, because he won’t hear a word of it.
Photos are from Abella Danger: The Sex Toy, which is a shoot from Kink Unlimited. Members get to see a 40-minute HD movie about Abella’s closeted life as a well-whipped sex toy.
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Wednesday night is punishment night at their house, and this young wife has made some spectacularly poor choices this week. Her book of demerits records an entire page of infractions, each carrying between six and twenty strokes with her least favorite cane or tawse or wooden spanking paddle.
This morning, her husband planned a day of festive outings. A walk in the park, a paddleboat ride, lunch in a busy shopping arcade, perhaps the zoo. Busy public places full of people. “Wear your slutty-schoolgirl outfit”, he instructed her. “And the clit ring with the cute little bell. You’ll also have your butt plug in all day. When I tell you to bend over, no matter where we are, you’ll lift your skirts, drop your panties, and give everyone a show. If you do it promptly and prettily with no backtalk and no nonsense, each display will be three strokes off your total when we settle up tonight. Now go get dressed!”
Photo is from the long-defunct website Tiger Juggs.
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This looks like a reasonably amicable domestic dispute, as such things go. Both parties seem amused, but it’s probably good if our boisterous husband doesn’t manage to pry that jug of whiskey out of his wife’s hand. She seems not at all alarmed that he’s raising a whip against her, but I suspect she would prudently prefer to schedule the whiskey-drinking parties on different days from the wife-whipping parties. Both are fun, but less so when combined!
Image is a detail from this early 1900s photo card. Perhaps a theatrical advertisement? I am not sure.
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I know that oozing whip welts and dudes pointing guns is a bit more lurid than the usual Spanking Blog fare, but I do love the old pulp covers all the same. This is a cover illustration detail from the October 1961 South Sea Stories, illustrating the story Finding The River Of Gold:
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You can tell this mouth soaping isn’t done yet, because our punished young lady is trying to hold a dry bar between her teeth with minimal suds or tongue contact. Perhaps she got sent to the bathroom to wash her mouth out with soap, and thinks she’ll get way with this half-hearted effort:
My assumption is that there must have been some follow-up, probably until she had a double-handful of soap bubbles drooling down her chin.
If my metadata is to be believed, this went by on the late and lamented Aunty Agony blog back in 2006 or so.
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I guess this woman put the cling film on her head to protect her hair. But then she got grabbed and gagged and tied to the shower-head by a man with a whip and a grudge, so she’s probably not quite so worried about her hair just now:
This photo is from the defunct whipping site Longdozen.
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