Monthly Archives: September 2020

My Tribute to Roger Benson

To see my tributes to other artists, click here…

So many ways this man has influenced my work. Especially the way he focussed on the expression and line of sight from the spankees eyes to the prominent weapon to be used.

Like the hairbrush here…

Or the belt/strap in this one….

And the pointing finger in this one.

More to come.

Thank you Roger, if ever you stumble across this and would like me to put my girls to use on your superb art, just ask. No charge, I do all this for free, just for the love of spanking and the female bottom.


Tributes and Inspiration

As the years go by I hope this will become one of my most popular sections. So many vintage and modern artists, and photographers have inspired my work with my girls.

Here you will find links to various artworks etc and my tribute photographs.

No -1 Roger Benson.

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No – 2 Guile and Hobbs

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No – 3 Mario Laboccetta

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No – 4 Herric

Click here…

So please call back often, or look for my updates

Spanking Curiosities, Oddities and Ephemera ~ Part Two

I never thought there would be that much, you will find part one tucked in here…

And it is continuing here…

In medieval times only the privilidged few could read, so when you went to a brothel, you either pointed to a picture in the Madam’s book, or took a token to her. She then sent you to the correct booth. Here is a brothel token for spanking…

This is a German letter opener, not spanking I know, but all the same, it has a nice bottom and I would love to own it!

So it seems that somewhere in the mysterious oriental east, some ancient tribe had a ‘God of Spanking’…nice! Don’t like the teeth though, maybe the bottom gets a bite too!

On my quest for all things spanking, I came across this ‘slave girl in a spanking pose’, statuette. Being gold I thought of using it on my Twitter for the spanking photo of the month! Starts this month.

What the Butler and Maids Saw – Part Two

To see part one, click here…

As this develops all the parts will be added to this…

….another night

…and the lusty ‘Lady of the House’ went into her naughty red room again. Soon the padded holes had gently thrusting cocks pushed through, their purple heads glistening in the oil lamp light. She heard creaks as the wet pussies of her maids slid down on to the curved dildos and rubbing pads on the other side of the walls. The eyes on the picture slid across, to reveal wet shiny eyes feasting on her body. She drew the little curtain on the hole below, and immediately a huge ramrod of a manhood thrust in, pulsating up and down rhythmically, already pre cum was hanging down in a silk like thread,

She bared her breast and pulled down her bloomers, to twist and turn to show herself in turn to each spy hole, her vulva engorged with her warm blood, showing her excitement.

She rolled on to her tummy, and slid her fingers under her belly to reach her cunt, which was already staining the red cover. She pumped up and down on her jiggling, wiggling, sticky fingers until she came, to the sound of grunts and moans.

She took the riding crop, and whacked her own bottom. (Sorry, that is on my video site, I will take some screen shots from it one day and post here.)

Then she rubbed the crop on her clit until she came again.

She watched the huge throbbing knob thrust under the picture, faster and faster until it was ready to spurt. She quickly turned to show her dripping wet cunt to what she hoped was the butler.

She felt the warm spunk shoot all up and down the crack of her fine soft arse, and lay there, feeling it trickle down the crack and onto the bed linen.

Bloody hell! Got myself going then! I will shoot (photos! Not my spunk!) more one day, maybe a friend or two might come to stay in the next instalments.

Bye for now…

The Slave Girl ~ Part 9

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…Mistress Charlotte took Spanky her slave into the room she hired in the old office block, and without ceremony, tied her to a suspension bar. The purpose now was to see how she could present her bottom with arms raised, and to keep the pain in her bottom at a high level. She was still testing this beautiful bottom.

Another eight resounding whack of the cane resounded around the room. The paintings, which resembled them so much, felt like an invited audience, looking at them.

Mistress Charlotte took a step forward and delivered the last three hard and fast, the cane whistled through the air and curved around the arc of those soft cheeks on landing with a crack, a whack and a thwack!

Spanky danced, she danced the caning dance, swivelling, screaming and kicking…

Just in case it had not sunk in yet, Charlotte wanted to show her slave girl that she had absolute power over her. “Right, I am now going to tie you to the cross, and give you some more!”

Would she protest?

Would she beg and plead?

Neither. She said…”thank you Mistress.”

Daniel Girard ~ a.k.a. ‘Dagy’

You can see much more vintage art here…

…Here is a book cover and some illustrations of Dagy’s, not all are from this book.

Born 1890 but am not sure when he died, unless he is around 140 of course. They say spanking keeps the mind active and body fit. Sometimes worked under the name Max Delian.

We-ll……we’ve all got hang-ups!

I must say, he liked the fuller bottom didn’t he?

Did you buy the knickers?

You know me quite well by now I know, but be patient, new followers arrive every day, and they don’t.

For around five years I offered a spanking service to any naughty girl who wanted to experience a spanking at any level. I used to do it above an artist shop, but eventually when I got my own studio, it took off. I was spanking a couple of new naughty girls, coming to confess their need and sins, every week. With a stable client list of around 15 on average.

Things change, I still have the occasional favourite, who come back to bare their lovely bottoms, but I have not actively sought to replace my clients. Instead I have gone on a journey through making videos and taking photos, to writing stories, illustrated with my photos.

You see, over that time I met the most treasured three friends a man with an interest….okay, obsession, with spanking… could wish for.

My girls I call them. They don’t work for me, they are well known models. But with a difference, they like spanking too. And the best bit, we all live in our delightful spanking triangle, Charlotte lives in the middle, and Kate, Samantha and I make the three points of the triangle. We are all just a few minutes drive away from each other. A lovely quirk of fate.

So now, I have ended up with a lovely studio, a gothic ruin, three houses and a little theatre to shoot in. Who knows what is next. Charlotte has a friend with a stable, maybe that might be, who knows. Better than that, my three girls are ‘the ones’…My quest is is over, I am settled with some great locations and ‘my girls’ whom along with numerous regular guests, mean I can write most scenarios or stories I want, and illustrate them. And I hope to spend my life doing just that.

Spanking services, yes, but now I want to encourage girls to get them from me OR my girls, Charlotte, Kate and Samantha. I like to watch and take photos, a momento for the visitor and myself. All with the confidence that no face is shown. Our reputation is built on trust and respect.

So….That is me, and what I offer in a nutshell. If you are reading this and think you would like to come and bare your bottom, contact me via Twitter.

What you might not know is that because my girls love spanking as much as me, they prefer a real spanking, for a real crime, rather than acting, if possible. We make their spankings as real as we can when doing stories, but there are stops for lights, props etc….in short, they are not real life, actual spankings yes! But staged.

So, the golden rule in my studio is…”any mistake or action that I see as needing a spanking, gets one.” Not every little one, it is not a silly game, it is real. Just very occasionally, at the right time.

Here is the latest, I think you will agree that Charlotte and Samantha deserved a spanking. Do they connive and contrive to get them? Maybe, but I just give them as a strict Daddy or Teacher would, when they deserve one.


Last December, as well as their Christmas presents, I gave all three girls £20 to buy matching knickers. There is a vintage photo I want to reproduce. I have heard nothing about them since, I know that Covid-19 has affected things, but lockdown did not begin until March, and they could easily be purchased on line anyway.

At the end of a lovely shoot, I asked them to come and stand before me. They knew something was wrong, it is how I do it. The best bit for you is, I do it with my camera at hand.

“Did you buy those knickers I gave you the £20 each for?”

“Oh, errrrrr, hmmm, no, I never got around to it. I forgot to be honest.” Replied sulky Charlotte. She always looks deliciously sulky when a spanking is on its way!

“Well, it’s been Covid and Lockdown.” Answered the always rather clever Samantha. A little sassy, a quick answer never far from her lips. She thinks on her feet, very astutely.

“On line shopping has not stopped and lockdown did not start until March, you are making up excuses Samantha. So, am I right in saying that you pocketed the £20 and spent it on something else. And as time has gone by, you think I have forgotten?” I said slowly, and methodically, maybe a little accusingly.

They would never steal from me or anything remotely bad, they are lovely, polite, hard working honest girls. I trust them completely….but… Well, let’s be honest. They did not get the knickers, and still had my money.

Guilt was written all over them as they looked down to the ‘studio room three’ carpet, for help.

They confessed. They had not done it deliberately, it had just never happened and now had slipped their minds. Forgivable, yes. But not in Asa Jones Spanking Emporium!

I told them they were getting twenty smacks each, on the bare, and after each good hard smack they were to say, ‘sorry Mr.Jones’

“After each one?” Questioned smarty pants Samantha. See what I mean?

“Yes, after each one.”…I rather like it when a naughty girl calls me Mr.Jones.

So, I told them to bend over.

I took my time, like a delicious well cooked meal, I wanted to savour it. I lifted their skirts with precision and delicacy. I lowered their knickers slowly, taking a long look at their extremely pert spankable bottoms as I did so. I gently put them in position…

Four lovely guilty cheeks, all in a pretty row, for a real spanking, for a real reason, to be given to two real naughty girls.

It was lovely, and yes, they kept saying ‘I’m sorry Mr.Jones’, between the wiggles and little squeals.

I know I portray spankings and canings that sometimes are harsh, maybe even brutal at times. But in real life, these are exactly my ‘cup of spanking tea’ a stinging spanking on my girls bottoms for a real crime.

I had to put my camera down to spank them. And these are private. If I took photos they would be another staged spanking. So sorry, but that is all you will see. Private real life spankings of my real life naughty girls are just that.

Private, and between us.


The Slave Girl ~ Part 8

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…at first the walk back down the stairs was the way they had come up from the slave auction, all be it, a little stiffer and more painful for Spanky than when she came.

But then, quite literally it took an unexpected turn. Mistress Charlotte loves to exhibit her lovely body, and she wondered how her new slave would react. Part of the old office block is used as a storage depot, and often there are van drivers and stock men working. She boldly walked through the warehouse, with her slave.

All the way to the divers reception, where orders are delivered and collected. Some ‘vanilla girls’ work there, and they have had visits before. Mistress made her slave bend over at the counter, for three more strokes of the cane, her long walking cane!

Then she took her to some rooms she rented there…

More to come, photos are taken, I just need to edit them. I will keep you posted on my Twitter feed…