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Monday, April 24, 2017

Women of Few (and many) Words

My first experience with bodywriting was seeing the weekly gyrations of the bikini-clad Goldie Hawn on Rowan & Martin's Laugh-in. Even at that early age I remember thinking the concept seemed contrived..........but that she had a cute belly-button.


Recently I came across this photo and recalled those early days, and then began thinking about the practice of bodywriting in general.

(Talk about the polar opposite of the Goldie Hawn image! ) 

The two most frequent uses of bodywriting seem to be: political statement and sexual humiliation. It is also seen sometimes as artistic expression, but a lot (though not all) of these 'art' attempts also seem somewhat political. Here are a couple of purely political examples:

(Pretty straightforward. No need to be witty when your message is scrawled across a naked body. The most clever protest messages are usually found on placards carried by clothed protesters.)

(Cute. now turn around so I can see the "Got Milk" section.)

And here a couple of "performance art" examples:


(I like the way the words convey directly what their body language and gestures also hint at.)

( Art? Or just some corny-assed shit? You decide.)

And here's one that is just sort of artsy all around:

(This works on many levels for me and as such is probably the best example of bodywriting as art.)


Using a nude or barely dressed female body to draw attention to one's message is not a new idea, but it strikes me as odd that women...........who usually complain about this when used in advertising, seem to have no problem shedding their clothes when it's their own idea. It's like, "hey I can exploit my own body if I want to....but don't YOU go doing it." One photo I found makes no attempt to say otherwise......and is also pretty amusing:

(I'm a mathematical moron......but I'd willingly spend some time trying to figure this one out.)


I am also not entirely convinced that these naked protests are purely political. My guess is that there is an underlying urge towards exhibitionism that is inwardly justified when the person adds a few choice phrases to their naked body. "Yes I'm naked in public.....but I am making a statement, dammit!"

I'm also not a huge fan of the sexually humiliating examples of bodywriting and find most of them to be vulgar and offensive. I'm not against sexual humiliation, but there's something garish and coarse about it when it's done with marker.

(I guess some people find this sexy..................but not me.)

Oh, Goldie............just look what you started!








Friday, April 21, 2017

So, WTF?


Remember the old Bugs & Daffy cartoon where every time Daffy came onstage the audience went silent and crickets began chirping? Well, it might be a little too cold and early for crickets, but I could swear I can sort of hear them.

So what's up, gang? Other than Merry, it doesn't seem like anything posted has prompted much interest......and there's been a good variety of humor and personal anecdote. Granted there hasn't been much specifically on spanking......but doesn't a 100% focus on spanking alone get boring after a while?

And while there are serious elements to "Collected Submissions" my goal from the start has always been to deliver things wrapped in some humor and sarcasm so as to entertain while sharing information. But you know how  local stand-up comedians  always seem to perform in front of that perennial 'brick wall' backdrop? Well I feel like I'm performing from BEHIND the wall and I can't tell whether the audience is laughing, booing, or have all gone home. My daily 'hits' look decent when I track them through Blogger, so it seems like people are coming here. But 'sheesh' how about a little noise to let me know there's life out there?

Not only has the blog been desolate, but the new Tumblr "Caption Hell" (which only requires a click of a 'like' button to the short quips) has only attracted Merry and Ana! 

I know not everyone is going to find EVERYTHING funny......but something somewhere should prompt SOMEONE to snicker. So what's the deal? 

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Bali Hai/Kali O

A few days ago Rosa and I indulged in a bit of torturous "fun" featuring a little piece of BDSM equipment called a "Kali's Teeth Bracelet".

(This is a typical commercially-available model made of steel. Ours looks almost exactly the same but is a homemade version constructed of PVC and as such the 'spikes' are a bit  pointier.)

For those unfamiliar, this is how it is worn:

(Not me, but you get the idea. The  larger idea being that the KTB is barely noticeable when flaccid......but increasingly uncomfortable should any growth towards erection occur. The pain usually causes the erection to either hurt mightily or retreat.)

The game we played was simplicity itself. Since I had not had a release in weeks, I asked Rosa if I could be allowed a nice session focused on her delicious bottom and offered two possible ways to conduct it:

1: Be locked in my CB with no ability to get any stimulation to my privates and NOT be allowed an O. Or......

2: Be confined in our KTB ( which Rosa calls our 'Spiked Tube' ) and be technically allowed an O.....if I felt brave enough or even able enough to achieve one while wearing the spikes. This option also would allow her to tease me with her feet.

She chose #2. Initially the session was a see-saw of pleasure and sting as I got excited with my 'treat' only to feel the sharp reminder of what I was wearing. Rosa who was now enjoying my plight, began to further my frustration by fondling the exposed end of my penis with her dexterous toes! OUCH!

Rosa doesn't smoke......but this Namio Harukawa illustration is freakishly accurate otherwise!

This went on for a bit as Rosa just relaxed.......but eventually the 'game' got her excited enough that she was approaching an orgasm of her own! I naturally sensed her desire for one and did my best to help her achieve it......which she did. But now this O-giving activity got me even crazier than I was before and I began to feel like my encased organ was getting a bit used to the cycle of sharp pokes. Had Rosa not had her "O" I probably would have just gone to bed O-less after satisfying myself with her bottom................but now I wanted one! Even if it meant feeling the bite of those points!

I re-focused and concentrated on both my oral servitude and the mounting build-up in my groin, until I reached a point of no return and achieved a release. However, the spikes .....while somehow not as bad as I remember them from the very few times I had an O like this......still 'ruined' the O. So there was a bit of release......and an ejaculation accompanied by the spikes.....but not a truly satisfying one. And yet......I was glad to have had the semi-release after the long time without anything.

The thing is, I am now probably even hornier than I was before the ruined O! 



Monday, April 17, 2017

Happy Dyngus Day!

First of all, a late Happy Easter to everyone. I'm sorry for the tardy greeting, but I was very busy for the last couple of days. Anyway, Easter here was great and I hope yours was too!

Today is Easter Monday, and young ladies across the Slavic portion of Eastern Europe are being doused with water and struck across their behinds in celebration of an odd combination of Easter and Dyngus Day.






I am of Polish descent and without any sisters, never really saw any manifestation of this 'fertility ritual' being performed when growing up, but I know of people who did carry on the practice here.

"Wesolych Velku Noc" is one way to say "Happy Easter" but to truly mean "Easter" the way most people do, one would say: "Wesolego Aleluja" instead. "Velku Noc" is still Easter......but it's the wet and stingy-bottomed Easter Monday-Easter.

A while back I came across the following cartoon and as a sub male, LOVED it:


( The confident young lady has obviously turned the traditional tables and is saying: "I'll give you 'Happy Dyngus Day'!!!" You can even see her wielding the traditional decorated braided whip that vendors sell or people make on their own and decorate with colorful ribbons. .........I wonder if when she's done, she'll cool off that striped bottom with a splash of cold water? )

For more on Dyngus Day check (here). Then go whack a few bottoms before the day runs out!

Thursday, April 13, 2017

More Bunnies

( "Happy Easter, kiddies!")

Leave it to adults to find seemingly innocent ways to torture children. I'll bet these two are in their 60's by now........and still in therapy!

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Not much to report here. If life is a natural series of ups and downs, then we definitely have our share of both. After a couple of really interesting days, yesterday was a disaster. I know that Rosa gets stressed just before we have people over for holidays and this all could be that simple......but because I am home and working each day to make things better for her, it hurts me when she still seems unhappy............and yesterday I just blew up because of it. 

Hopefully it will all turn around. 



Wednesday, April 12, 2017

"Here comes Peter Cottontail......."

".......hoppin' down the bunny trail. Hippity Hoppity Easter's on its way."

One of Rosa's favorite Easter things, is finding undoctored vintage photos of creepy Easter Bunnies. We even set them out on our nicely-decorated Easter table as "favors" AND they are always a huge hit with most of them being taken home by our guests.

(This is one sad-ass costume with an even sadder kid! The really weird thing about this photo is that as a kid I actually met someone who looked just like this bunny!)

Today I have a bunch of Easter-prep errands to run in order to get ready for our Easter dinner this Sunday. But since this is an 'adult blog' rather than leave you with that 'stuff-of-nightmares' bunny, how about this?



Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Half Empty or Half Full?


Maybe I'm just a nasty little pervert, but when I first saw this John Currin painting I was quite surprised that the title claimed that the beverage shown was wine and not what I thought it was! Maybe it was its color....or proximity to the place I had assumed to be its source, but I just naturally assumed this golden delight was a freshly-decanted liquid and not something that was fermented and aged in a barrel.

I am no stranger to Rosa's "personally decanted nectar" and to my surprise, before leaving for work this morning Rosa surprised me with this:


It had been a while since Rosa last surprised me like this, but given the circumstances of the last few days, it made sense in a weird way. Anyway, it certainly added a twist to my day I wasn't expecting!

On another note, I have noticed that commenting has not just dwindled but ceased with the exception of Merry. I am not sure why this is and hope there is no serious reason for it, but it is a pretty sad thing when "Escorts of Bangalore" leave more comments than my once-loyal Round Table members! So don't be shy. Say your piece.......even if it is critical. (Just follow the rules for posting is all I ask!)