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Sunday, 1 June 2014

Favourite for June

As the amazingly summer weather arrives to herald the start of June, everyone seems to be thinking about getting into the great outdoors..  And what interesting possibilities that brings.

I rather suspect that PhotoShop had something to do with this image but I prefer to suspend disbelief and hope it's for real.  In which case you have to wonder what this naughty young lass has done to deserve her public humiliation on top of a clearly effective spanking on her bare bottom.
Some may conclude from the lack of posts last month that I was on holiday or working away, or simply nothing interesting occurred to me regarding the world of CP - nothing could be further from the truth but I  need to go through things in my own mind more before sharing anything about it here.

3 comments:

Targetarear said...

From the position of her hands she obviously knows or senses) there's a photographer behind her singing. Perhaps he's singing or thinking "What a picture, what a picture, rum tiddley um bum, bum, bum, bum: stick it in your family album"

Targetarear.

Anonymous said...

Not sure about Targetarear's singing voice (bit flat I thought)but I have to agree with him. Photoshop maybe but why let reality spoil a good picture.
Old Tom

Anonymous said...

You need to cover up with a 1950s swimsuit missy!

Yes, very funny James. Would not look outta place in Atlanta, already! With spanking being a common part of societal culture and all today.

As a strictly-raised, Christian girl, born 1959, we were forbidden to wear so called bikinis in our childhood, and so we gotten to wear those 1950s-style, very cute, arch-conservative two piece swimsuits that were approved by parents & pastors alike!

Those full-sized, traditional swimsuits bottoms completely covered our chubby botties (& covered half my back already) & so we gotten stark tan lines, golden sun tans & of course, those totemic, cartoon-like, alabaster-white white bums, devoid of UV light! Oh my! Southern girls were like the famous Lil' Miss Copppertone girl with the doggie pulling her costume down to reveal her "pale face" white botty. That sure was lil' Ol' me back in the day.

Oh my! I was obsessed James, with my own tender, porcelain white botty (& fabulous, defined tan lines) & I gotten mesmerised when my fellow princess buddies from Church, gotten their swimsuits pulled down (or shorts & panties lowered) by their moms for a good, well-smacked bare bottom outdoors near the pools & in the parks or malls or parking lots. PC simply did not exist in the 1960s. Period. And spanking naughty daughters on their bare, lily white bottoms in public was simply applauded by y'all as a sign of good parenting, & of necessary parental actions. It was just normal.

Oh my! Unfortunately, my lil' sister & me never actually gotten spanked in public, which was surprising (disappointing ha-ha!) & explains why I was compelled to see other outdoor discipline of my friends. Naturally, I wish I had gotten bared & spanked outside. But alas we were not spared our misbehaviour on the outing, our childhood chastisement was real harsh for us when we actually gotten home: we had our 1950s, white, cotton knickers pulled down to our knees & our fairest-skinned backsides duly bared in the living room for the cane without reprieve. Mom called it a "switching."

When I gotten to college as a student in the 1970s, those more skimpy bikinis suited me better ha-ha! I had escaped my strict religious mother's commands. But I always gotten a soft sot for those conservative swimsuits of the 1960s and for tan lines and our dazzling-bright, opaline-white princess botties. It was just normal happy conventional life in our suburb of Atlanta, along with corporal punishment from mom with the cane on our bare bottoms.
Brenda xx