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Whipping Post collection

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Eulalia said:
indeed, the Whipping Post is an object of cruel fascination to this girl - the sight of its sturdy erection has obvious, erotic hints from the moment I set eyes on it. Brought close up to it, I see its harsh surface has been polished by the writhing bodies, oiled with sweat, splashed with the blood of so many girls before me. I strip as commanded, stand close to the post, my shackled wrists raised to be linked irrevocably to the cleats, so high i'm forced up on my toes. I look up, the post towers above me, I feel I'm made small. My hands grip where the wood's been scratched soft by fingernails fighting the agony, I scent the sweat-seasoned wood now, the hint of blood even fills my mouth, my breasts are warm and trembling, pressed against the wood, instinctively I open my thighs to hold the upright pole between them, embracing my hard lover in a mockery of love-making. Soon I'll be dancing ... heart pounding, lips panting, the clink of my chains and the cawing of crows ... the Flagellator's footsteps as he takes up his position, I glance back ... massive, almost as naked as I am, the scent of the freshly oiled whip wafts in my nostrils, he flicks it a few times to loosen the thongs, I turn to the wood and kiss it, every sinew taut and ready to spring as the whish of weltering whipthong sweeps through the silent air, ready to be broken by my scream ...
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Lovely description. The combination of fear and excitement is something most wonderful in a woman's mind when she looks at the pillory and thinks of the punishment that awaits.
 
This is really a great thread.

But I miss (lots of) pics, where rich, spoiled, cruel, merciless women are for example sitting around a table, sipping champagne, indulging cakes and lustfully watching the (frontal) whipping of a totally naked slave, be it a male or female one.

Look at the (as well great, but unfortunately stopped) thread Hartley House

Hartley House

Hartley House (Pic hosted on bdsmlr) In 1809 one of my ancestors, Isaac Hartley left his West Riding pit village and set sail on a packet ship with his wife Elizabeth and first born, Hiram, to Louisiana. Largely due to his wife’s natural business skills he quickly built up a tobacco...
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where these girls are intensely looking at the tits ot the naked (black) slave, anticipting the next whipping of her

https : // imgur.com/ybpDe2B

hmmm, they will enjoy seeing those tits trembling under the lashes.

(The lashes could of course as well go between her legs)

But I must say, even better would be if that slave were a white girl, perhaps a former neighbour having lost all her property and fallen into slavery. Then being bought by these ladies who always wanted to see her suffer naked under the whip.

Or a male former neighbour, his penis always being a target to be seen by the ladies.

Perhaps some of the brilliant artists contributing to this outstanding site could produce some pics of this kind?

And I really would appreciate a contiunation of Hartley House.
 
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