I love these illustrations from an old printing of a French erotic memoir, Au Rouge Vif: anecdotes intimes sur la flagellation. The clothes are marvellous (split bloomers! and look at that hat!), the poses are dynamic and I love the dual punishment image.
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Mounted
A friend showed me this comic today. A lady of the manor, a callipygopterist, who likes nothing better than to display the shapely bottoms of her collection to honoured guests.
I particularly like the suggestive way she’s holding that riding crop…
Lick your lips, but don’t click this.
New figure nudes
Last week I had my first art nude shoot in a couple of years; certainly the first since I put on weight and went up a size or two. However, I wasn’t nervous about my shape. The photographer in question was one I’d worked with before, and he booked the shoot because he specifically wanted [...]
a complete cure for OBESITY, HYSTERIA and GOUT
Tom and I have started watching Mad Men; we’ve only watched the first few episodes, but I’m enjoying it so far. The portrayal of 50s culture is deeply claustrophobic, and really puts paid to the claims that life is worse now than it was then – certainly in terms of social permissiveness, equality and personal [...]
Victorian spanking burlesque?
I love these Victorian photos by digitalfailure on flickr (thanks to Chross for the link). They’re the only two spanking images in a gallery full of stage and travel photography. Was this a Victorian spanking themed act in a burlesque show? If so, I wish I could have seen it! I adore the face of [...]
whipped on the table
This set of Kami on Sound Punishment presses so many of my buttons. Victorian underwear, pulled aside to reveal only the vulnerably naked bottom cheeks. Polished wood, cool and sensuously smooth under her body, but slippery and making it hard to stay in position. The position – raised humiliatingly high, spreadeagled on an item of [...]
like a drowned rat
This is me right now: Have I been taken by the arms and had my head held under water by the prison guards, to teach me a lesson when I refused to co-operate? Have I been scrubbed down by a firm and unyielding Nanny, ignoring my squeals as her rough washbrush scraped my nipples, which [...]
after the masquerade
A few years ago I got hold of a large, gold-covered Taschen paperback. Taschen isn’t the most prestigious brand, but they introduced me to a lot of my favourite art growing up (and enabled me to discover fetish photography at a tender age, thanks to the ease with which you could buy books of classic [...]
the mystery implement
Tuesday’s post has got me in the mood for some genuine Victoriana. I’ve had a couple of comments and emails from those of you who like watching a girl hold open her own split bloomers in preparation for a punishment, and I couldn’t agree more. But how about the bloomers being held apart by someone [...]

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