NOTE :- THIS SECTION IS WHERE I AM STORING PHOTOGRAPHS FOR FUTURE VINTAGE PROJECTS, IT IS USEFUL FOR ME TO SAVE THEM IN CATEGORIES. FEEL FREE TO LOOK THROUGH THEM, THEY ARE AS GOOD AS ANY OTHER ON MY SITE, AND THERE ARE LOTS OF VINTAGE BONDAGE ELSEWHERE.
But it will just be photos, no descriptions or little stories…
There are 140 photos so far…
This was making it a little slow, so part two is here…
By that, I mean some subjects could go in three sections, but most I think you will agree, fit the title. But for example, I do not have an ‘at work’ section.
Let’s start here…
In case you have come to this section first, let me give you an idea of my other vintage sections. I try to put real life stories to the photos if I can, but if not, I make one up to fit the situation, even with the artwork of famous spanking artists.
This part is true…
This girl, a flapper girl, was in court for being a nuisance in a cinema, throwing pop corn, and an act of indecency. She was I think know to the police already. Anyway, to cut a long story short, she was sentenced to a public spanking in court, which was photographed and appeared in the press.
This is the photo.
Now, this next bit is fiction…
…this next photo I know nothing about, but let’s pretend it is Mildred, who did not realise the photo was going to be in the press. The next day, an angry Mummy is waiting with a hairbrush when she gets home from work, as a telephone operator.
“If you ever disgrace me like this again young lady, I will put you over my knee on the front porch and spank you before the whole street!”
“Shut up Mildred, I will decide when to stop, you have not had nearly enough yet! Another two dozen on each cheek should do it, you naughty girl!”
WHACK, WHACK, WHACK….
Imagine the knowing look so her next day as she struggles to it comfortably at work. Spankings were a common discipline with naughty girls in the 1920’s, the other girls would know, and know why she got it too, news would spread like the bright red fire glowing in her plump young cheeks!
SAME AS ALL THE VINTAGE /RETRO SECTIONS THAT FEATURE WORK THAT IS NOT MINE, IF I INADVERTENTLY USE A PHOTO OF ‘YOURS’ THAT YOU DO NOT WANT ON DISPLAY, OR WANT A CREDIT….PLEASE JUST LET ME KNOW.
…after her spankings in the kitchen, it is time to clean the stairs. Yesterday the naughty maid did not do a good job of them at all, and so today she starts her day off in disgrace, bare bottom on show to anyone who passes by, at the site of her crime, the stairs.
Then she is passed a toy tiny brush and dust pan, and made to sweep it from top to bottom and back again, also with her bare bottom on show.
When at the top, she is made to crawl on hands and knees into the bathroom. A job she hates, because Mistress hates smears!
After inspection, the stairs were deemed satisfactory, and she was allowed to pull her crisp white panties up.
Into the bathroom she crawled.
A rather flambuoyent one it is too. Mistress likes the unusual. She sat on her large imposing chair to watch the maid nervously do her work.
“Did I say to leave your skirt down? My word! You are getting above yourself, lift it up, let me watch you little bottom wiggle in your knickers as you clean!”
And then it was the worst job of all….the bath. How the maid hated the bath.
Two reasons, one was that she had never cleaned it correctly yet, no matter how hard she tried, Mistress always found a smear. The second one was the long handled bath brush..
So have a look at these, they are sexy photos of a Mummy, who really does spank her daughter. Not two models posing, but a real daughter, who has is often naughty for real, and has her jeans taken down by a cross mummy, intent on teaching her wayward daughter a lesson by spanking her…
Deborah, her mum, says that it is so important to take the jeans down herself, rather than her daughter. It gives her control, and makes a naughty daughter feels that she has no control over her bottom’s destiny any more.
Look at that stare. Charlotte cannot return it, here is a mummy completely in charge of the situation. Without words she is saying…”right young lady! You have been a naughty girl! Let’s get these down and bare your bottom! My word! You are going to get such a spanking, and look, the whole world can see what a naughty girl you are!”
Now remember, this is a two way arrangement. Charlotte wants to feel like a naughty little girl who is getting a smacked bottom, a spanking. Her mummy loves the feeling and loves to smack her daughters bottom, it is how it should be. She says. Charlotte feels love from it, correction and care. The love afterwards, as you will see later in this series is as important as the spanking.
The world knowing that she gets her bottom spanked is humiliating for Charlotte, but she loves that. Knowing that some people find it sexy and masturbate, and others ridicule her and point…’look at the naughty girl getting her just deserts!’ It is what she needs.
More to come, hope you are enjoying this exploration as much as I am being privilidged enough to witness it for real.
The good girl whom everyone thought would never get spanked has spent a lot of time thinking, and masturbating under her bed sheets, about her first spanking. In fact, she was a little naughty on purpose the second time.
“This is becoming an habit Charlotte, get out here now!”
Once again, sat at your desk, you take great interest in her demise.
Out she walks to where she is directed. “Stop there, turn to face the cross, bend over and bare your bottom young lady. The class is going to see your red cheeks again!”
“No, you silly girl, that is not enough, and you know it isn’t, bend over more, push your bottom out to the class ready for a jolly good spanking!”
“Awwww, yes Sir.”
I walk slowly down the row of desks, to fetch my plimsol. As I do I keep my eye on the target, she can feel me looking, and listens to my slow deliberate foot steps, the class is silent, you could hear a pin drop.
You are sat on the desk next to where she was, you look down the seat and see me stand to her side, and give her twelve good whacks, at which she wriggles and squeals.
“Right young lady, let that be a lesson to you. Go to the naughty corner, put your hands on your head, and stand in disgrace with your red bare bottom on show to the class, until the lesson finishes.”
After Kate and Charlotte had their wonderful orgasms looking at the spanking book as Samantha turned the pages and talked dirty, it was her turn. “I bet your pussy is trembling and twitching in anticipation Samantha, shall we give it a long, firm but gentle rub for you?”
“God yes, it won’t take long, I am really ready.”
The girls began, their gentle fingertips and palms gently rubbed that most sensual area of a woman to bring her to climax in only a minute!
With her legs wide, her wrists gripped, Samantha bobbed up and down frantically as the orgasm cascaded in waves through her body…” Oh fucking hell…yes…..yesssss oh fuck…..mmmmmmm…….oooooh yessssssssss!”
Ooooh, look how her nipples are stuck out. I think she rather enjoyed this bit of the shoot!
To get a woman so excited that she drips her juices is a wonderful thing, I am sure you agree. Here is Lucy, in a slow build up to a good long hard spanking with hand, leather paddle and cane. She knows it is coming, and can hardly wait. By the time we got to the last photo in this set, her whole body trembled excitedly at the lightest stroke with my fingertip.
Oh Lucy, the delicious torment of being placed in position for what you desperately crave, a spanking, is wonderful to experience. Not yet my dear, a few more pegs yet.
The touch of cold leather, which she knew would be whacking those delicious cheeks of hers soon, was almost more than she could bare. But she had to wait…not yet Lucy.
I moved her to a knew position, and applied two more pegs, all the while telling her softly, and slowly what was to come.
Oh bless her, poor girl, she pushed her bottom up for a spanking as much as she could, begging for the blessed relief of stinging hot pain to her buttocks.
But not yet my dear. “Beg me for a spanking Lucy, and call me Sir.”
I watched her pussy close up…”so you want me to….spank you, what a lovely word, spank, spank, spank, Lucy. I will, soon. You will feel leather whip across your cheeks, and then the flexible yellow rattan will whistle, crack, and wrap around your bottom. Is that what you want? Hmmm?”
“Yes Sir, yes yes yes Sir. Punish me, ohhhh please Mr Jones, spank me, cane me, I can wait no longer.”
But she had to, look at her pussy drip in sexual torment and ecstasy…
Ohhh Lucy, how you dripped, how your juices went splat, splat splat. But I made you wait longer, I needed you to crawl to me, and beg me…