Given that so many spanking illustrations feature punishment of one sort or another, it’s refreshing to find a piece of vintage spanking art (via Spanking Blog) that appears to be all about pleasure. Here we have two ladies, a tropical bird tapestry, a lot of pillows, and a whippy cane:

Any woman who’s ever complained of tongues flagging prematurely will sure appreciate this novel approach to maintaining proper levels of oral enthusiasm.

Susie Bright has posted an interview with author Sera Gamble that touches on why Real Dolls are creepy:

As for grown women with doll collections – while I didn’t look at them and think, “This woman is perverse,” I do have a reaction. I look at the dolls and wonder why this woman is collecting legions of fake babies. In the end, my response is a visceral one. Dolls are creepy because they so closely resemble real children — pretty, well-dressed, frozen children. Those “Real Dolls” creep me out because they look a little too much like a real woman. Specifically, a staring, motionless, dead woman.

I used to be in a kickboxing class that used a plastic dummy that looked like a man. We would practice aiming kicks at various body parts. Punching a dummy feels different than punching a bag. There’s a strange feeling that you’re almost doing something wrong. Like you’re beating someone up who has to just stand there defenseless. Like you’re doing violence with no accountability. Then came the day when someone put a clown wig and lipstick on the dummy. Now we were humiliating him, too! It was funny, but I felt like underneath, we were indulging some ever-so-slightly dark impulses. God only knows what we would have done to him if he was anatomically correct.

Here’s a great page of scanned covers from vintage Japanese nudie magazines. Nothing explicit, but it’s still fun to see:

I’ve been fond of the actress Emily Proctor ever since her Ainsley Hayes character waltzed through Capitol Hill on The West Wing, stealing muffins everywhere she went while destroying blonde stereotypes with strong, intelligent dialogue. Now, of course, she’s a fixture on CSI. I was accordingly pleased to discover that she bared her breasts in the 1990s in a movie called “Breast Men”:

Found on alt. binaries. nude. celebrities.

If my dentist used one of these on me, it would probably work:

A male one would work better, except I’d probably be trying to lick its cock, which would not make the dentist’s job any easier.

I found this at clube dos Malandros. I don’t understand a lick of Spanish, nor can I tell Spanish from Portuguese, but I like a lot of his pictures!

Yet another unforseen-but-utterly-unsurprising consequence of the mad stampede to give more and more surveillance cameras to the oh-so-benevolent and trustworthy police:

From this news story via Rabbits Porn Blog, where it’s explained like this:

One normally assumes those candid up skirt sites are often times staged. However, it’s not so difficult to suspend one’s disbelief to enjoy some voyeuristic soft-core. Besides, pursuing the real thing might get you the reputation of a pervert, or even arrested. However, if one was one of the people normally doing the arresting, one might expect to get away with it.

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I’m not sure if drawing this fellow’s head to be shaped like a splitting maul was supposed to be some sort of racist caricature, or not. But regardless, the lady with her face buried in her pillow is absolutely delectable: