Showing posts with label vintage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label vintage. Show all posts

Friday, 7 September 2012

Swingers revisited


This is one of my weirder little fantasies. Sorry to go on about it, but when I'm on a swing (which I often am, a) because I like it and b) I have a child who's still young enough to like it, so I have a valid excuse) I always think spanky things.
Not sure why. I think it's about the way your bottom sticks out in a distinctly inviting way why you really get going on a swing.
It seems to me that anyone with even a hint of the spanko about them who's standing behind me must have an inclination to smack. There (in my case) is one curvy and rather big bottom hurtling at them that is just begging for a good, meaty spank.
If roles were reversed I don't think I could resist. Anyway, I happened upon this image today and that got me thinking about the swing-spanking equation again. In this case the position isn't quite right but the basics are there: 

Swing + Instrument of Correction = Ouch 

Tuesday, 14 August 2012

Such passion

Just sitting here looking at favourite image blogs and I fell in love with this one at the fabulous Schund & Schmutz. I know the USP of this blog is spanking, but isn't this a beautiful work of erotic art anyway.
And maybe some governess or strict papa will turn up in a minute and inject a little spankoness into the scenario...
Oh, and I've just asked Google Translate what schund & schmutz means. It says 'maltreated and dirt', which if it's right is intriguing.

Sunday, 12 August 2012

Deterrent effect

If you do that one more time young man I'll put give you a damned good hiding (and strip you naked and hold you still with my thighs...) 
If this is intended to be a deterrent, I'm not sure that it is working.

Wednesday, 25 July 2012

Long day

It's nearly bedtime at the end of a long and exhausting day, but there's just time for a few minutes tumblr-ing. Wicked Knickers always makes me smile, it's a fantastic collection.
And this is the image that caught my eye today. Why is she naked? It's been a hot day, of course, and she thought she'd cool down a little while she fixed a light evening meal.
He's been out in the heat, working hard collecting butterflies and will be home soon. But things may take an ugly turn because that's his Stradivarius she's left on the floor - and the bow makes the perfect stick to stripe a naughty bottom with.