Showing posts with label Franco. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Franco. Show all posts

Sunday, 10 May 2020

Mother Daughter Cuckolding (Jonathan art manips)

I have created this series to commemorate a time of year when British boys get very nervous indeed...




Yes it's Mother's Day... in America. But that means British male internet users still get bombarded with all the reminders and advertising reminding them to BUY BUY BUY the usual cards, presents etc. Especially this morning, many a British boy will have broken out in a cold sweat at the sudden fear that he has forgotten about Mother's Day (even though he no doubt treated his mother to a very large and very expensive card/present/dinner out on British Mother's Day only a few months before.)
Because we all know (thanks to excellent art by the likes of Nate) that England is the land where Mums Smack Bums and Wives Tan Hides...




And we know what those stern British matriarchs would do to their boys if they did dare forget Mother's Day...

"I don't care if you're married with three kids and are the senior accountant at a prominent multinational...you're not too old to have your pants pulled down for a good hard spanking just like when you were a boy!"

If a British boy was unfortunate enough to forget Mother's Day, who knows what other punishments he would suffer in addition to the inevitable spanking. Perhaps his wife would decide that his selfishness means that she doesn't need to feel so bad about agreeing to go for a drink with that cute black guy from work... and maybe her own mother would like to babysit hubby while she's out.... Maybe this is what happened in the second pic.
No doubt there are mothers out there who would consider having a submissive young son-in-law (or two) in her power for an evening to be an extremely desirable Mother's Day gift indeed. The boys will certainly be working through some very powerful feelings as they worship those heaving matriarchal breasts, lap obediently at that mature pussy, are soundly spanked across those broad thighs and are crushed beneath that fat, voluptuous arse!

Mother's Day is a time for mothers and daughters to come together and make it quite clear to their Hubbies and Daddies that they are in charge and the boys better do as they're told if they don't want to be severely punished... either by their wives, their mothers or the men who are fucking them! I particularly enjoy the look of panic on the face of the Dad in the third pic. No doubt he has previously been spanked by his wife's big hulking lover and been made to endure all kinds of cuckold humiliations. But that was behind closed doors. Now as well as the pain in his arse he is looking around at the horrifying (for a middle-class white male) scenes in his living room and realizing that his darling daughter is just as cruel and twisted as her mother, and now every family gathering is going to be dominated by scenes of cuckolding, spanking, cocksucking, clean-up duties and other humiliations!

You may have noticed that the caption in the first manip is a tribute to one of the great Femdom artworks by Eric Stanton, showing a strict Disciplinarian wife punishing her hubby:


Needless to say, I have fantasized many times about being married to such a dominant woman, getting soundly whipped for the slightest hint of disobedience. And looking at her attire, you have to wonder where she has been... no doubt there is some cuckolding going on as well!
I imagine that this sort of thing goes on all the time behind closed doors in England, with the stout middle-class matriarch putting her grownup son across her lap and teaching him that he is to fear and obey his wife just as he fears and obeys his mother!
No doubt the cute bespectacled couple have some respectable middle-class profession. Perhaps they are lecturers in the same university, but all their education won't save them from the irresistible lure of a big black cock, just as the hubbies in the other two pics are discovering!
British mothers have already had their Mothering Sunday of course, but no doubt they would agree that they deserve a second day on the same day as the American Mother's Day to save all this confusion. Perhaps the second day could truly celebrate the Femdom side of matriarchy... Happy Smothers Day anyone?

Friday, 13 December 2019

The Headmaster and the Headmistress (A Romance ebook)

In British boarding schools of the early 1960s, the sexual revolution seems very far away. But a headmaster and headmistress are drawn together by their mutual craving for the cane...


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As you can tell from the subtitle, my latest ebook is more of a 'romance' than pure erotica, but there are still plenty of steamy spanking and sex scenes to keep you and your loved ones warm this Christmas season!
Headmistress Penelope Wraxton is trying to give the pupils of Hazelmere School for Girls a chance at a better life, battling against reactionary pressures, conservative governors and lecherous groundsmen. But this is still the 1960s, and while she is a modern and forward-thinking educator, when one of the Hazelmere girls is caught in a compromising position with a boy from the nearby Carlton College, severe discipline is called for!
While punishing the miscreants, Penelope encounters the Carlton headmaster, Mr George Stanton, who she finds staid, uncompromising... and rather alluring...
The headmaster and headmistress are utterly devoted to their establishments, and both claim to have no time at all for intimacy or romance...
But both have a deep, irresistible urge to re-live the harsh, unyielding discipline of their own schooldays. Can their craving for the cane bring them together? Will they refuse to abandon their insecurities and continue to hide behind their duty? Or can they embrace their desires and give each other what they need...

 


While this is a romance, it is set in British boarding schools of the early 1960s, and so there are plenty of references more similar to scenes from the great British spanking magazines.
When she became headmistress, Penelope received advice from her predecessor similar to that given in The Punishment Book:

'You have four hundred and fifty girls in your charge... I hope you will love them as I have done — but never be afraid to be firm. Just because they are girls, don't think that they should be treated softly. You must drive them on all the time. And if they step out of line, cane them, and cane them hard. The girls expect it, their parents expect it, and the rest of your staff expect it — don't disappoint them!'

The lovely Miss Wraxton is partly inspired by the title character from another classic British spanking story, Miss Johns, a young teacher who is respected by her charges despite (or maybe because of) her insistence on strict discipline.
Well Penelope certainly takes her predecessor's advice to heart! In the opening to the book, when Miss Wraxton is finished dealing with the disobedient senior sixth-former Susan Richards, the poor girl will certainly be spending the next few nights sleeping on her tummy!


However, the romance between Penelope and George is complicated by the presence of the Carlton school secretary Mrs Perkins, a well-dressed, mature, churchgoing widow who despite outward appearances is rather 'well known' among the men in the area. A former educator herself, she is quite willing to cater for her stern headmaster's hidden taste for a well-smacked bottom...


And that's without considering the presence of Keeper, the brutish Hazelmere groundsman. He is all-too-willing to satisfy Penelope's needs, re-enacting the blistering belt whippings she received from her father!


In true cuckolding fashion, George finds the working man's actions with his beloved to be both unbearably humiliating and highly arousing!

Perhaps this all sounds a bit too 'romantic' for you this Christmas (although perhaps your wife or partner would appreciate the gift of a steamy erotic ebook)?
In which case, you may prefer to treat yourself to Ian Hamilton's latest emag collection. I have bought most of his work over the years, and I can safely say that this latest collection is his best yet. Email him at ianhamilton96@hotmail.com
Two highlights from Ian's latest release are below, and with a bit of imagination you could almost imagine that these are illustrations of the opening chapter of my ebook!


Friday, 20 September 2019

Hijacked! The Training Crew of Flight 692 (erotic ebook)

In this sequel to my first all-male erotic ebook, the hijackers strike again in another twisted gay sex romp. And this time there are six handsome young men in uniform for them to tie-up, spank and fuck, and the twists and humiliations are even crueller than the first part!


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The descriptions of the three hijackers in the story are based on three of the shadier-looking characters from Jonathan's work. I can definitely imagine them using and abusing unfortunate young males. The black guy in particularly is one of my biggest gay crushes...

I wanted to illustrate this post with lots of kinky images of pretty young men in uniform submitting to bigger, older guys. But for once the images in my collection didn't seem quite hardcore enough, and are rather short on bondage and spanking. So first here's a reimagining of my previous manip, with much more of a focus on the unfortunate pilots' uniforms...

Which do you prefer, the shirts and ties of this version, or the more vulnerable nudity of the previous one?

Can you, my readers, understand why I might find this scenario so arousing? Or is it a fantasy that appeals only to me, due to my brain being twisted by witnessing that distressing scene on television all those years ago? (This, along with my fetish for getting scrubbed roughly in the bath by an older man resulting from a kids’ cartoon I witnessed, suggests that even non-sexual scenes can have an effect on the developing sexual psyche).

You can’t get much more helpless than the crew in this manip, so I guess that could appeal to someone with a dominant/submissive kink. Pilots’ uniforms are also rather hot. They can easily be worn in a dominant role...



But there is something so arousing about seeing a proud man in uniform reduced to this level of vulnerability...


I find that male suit-and-tie-style uniforms always have a certain ‘schoolboyish’ quality to them that makes them so suited to submissive roles. And given that the pilots would be well-bred, well-spoken and middle-class, and this is just the kind of person I like to see suffer in my gay fantasies, the appeal is starting to become clear.



Plus there's the whole intergenerational hierarchical thing that means young men in uniform are EXPECTED to service their superiors' cocks...



And of course, very often in porn it's the men in uniform who are doing the dominating of helpless males who may or may not also be part of a service. And as a limp-wristed civilian entitled to wear absolutely no uniform whatsover (except perhaps a sissy cuckold one...) I can definitely understand the reasons why!

 




I also have a massive thing for bullies. Bullying often means causing pain and suffering just because you can, and I like to think bullies also derive sadistic sexual pleasure from their actions. There’s quite a lot of potential overlap between bullies and criminals – the hijackers are clearly enjoying what they’re doing, and it’s also entirely unnecessary!
I often wonder if male victims in hostage or kidnap scenarios get fucked by the perpetrators. I kinda think they do...

 

First there is the power rush that it would inevitably give the criminals.


Second would be the thrill a rough criminal would get from having his way with some well-bred, middle-class boy or man.


And thirdly of course, is the fact that spanking and fucking is enjoyable in itself!


And while you’d need to be evil to enjoy actually doing those things in these circumstances, the very fact that these men are robbing or hijacking or kidnapping in the first place suggest they are already irredeemably evil!

Plus there is nothing to stop the crooks’ cruellest whims running riot, and no prospect of any consequences. You imagine they will suffer no remorse at all, laughing happily at the aircrew’s terrible fate when they recount the story to their impressed colleagues in the criminal underworld at a later date.


Now I think about it, the suffering of innocents at the hands of the guilty is a pretty serious turn-on for me. It is after all a pretty obvious taboo – that not only should it be the innocent that suffer rather than the guilty, but that the guilty are the direct cause of and derive pleasure from the innocents’ suffering. Going back to the original Fresh Meat image, it is clear why this image of a helpless, probably innocent young male being ‘thrown to the wolves’ made such a long-lasting impression on me…


So the cruelty of this scenario and its hijacking variation arouses me in a way that I feel extremely uncomfortable about (which probably only adds to its intensity) – and in-universe no doubt arouses and excites the dominant prisoners, guards and hijackers in a way that they feel no guilt about at all! One imagines the hijacker by the door continuing to mock the pilot and co-pilot even as he boots them off the plane (‘Don't look down cocksuckers!) – their abject fear only adding to his erection.

Spare a thought too for the poor rookie pilot. Having been so excited for his maiden flight, he must now witness his colleagues’ fate,  knowing it will be his turn soon (as in his helpless position I’m sure the cruel hijackers will take sadistic delight in informing him of their plans...)
Never mind the thrusting cocks in his mouth and ass!

Friday, 14 July 2017

Sucking cock in school uniform

Given my recent exhortations that middle-class boys should regularly be spanked and suck the cocks of older men, it seems fitting that last year I was summoned to my master's house to make sure I was practicing what I preach...


Dressed as a traditional British Schoolboy (white shirt, tie, shorts, grey knees socks, shiny shoes) I was bent over a small table in my private tutor's living room and slippered hard over my tight school shorts, then over my tight white briefs, and finally on my bare bottom...

 

In between each dose of the slipper my tutor had me stand at his knee and informed me that as I hadn't studied my homework (the poem 'In Xanadu did Kubla Khan...' he was going to give me some 'associations' to go with the imagery (domes, foundations, towers and suchlike). He then proceeded to vigorously manhandle my nether regions so that I moaned in humiliation, but my stiff cock in my school shorts revealed that like all middle-class schoolboys I was (not so) secretly enjoying submitting to another man.


After going across his lap for more of the slipper, Sir informed me that he had heard that I had been fraternizing with the rowing team (not willingly of course) and told me he was going to give me a dose of what they would no doubt be doing me. No doubt like many a schoolboy before me, I had to endure being penetrated by my tutor as well as being spanked hard! Following this I was ordered to sit on Sir's knee while he manhandled my erection - I wasn't fooling anyone if I tried to claim I wasn't enjoying such treatment.



Of course no school uniform scene would be complete without the cane (and perhaps, in hindsight, I deserved it given how long it took me to write this post!), so I got it next, on the bare, bent over in the traditional pose and also over the arm of the sofa.


Sir then announced that we needed a break. Then he ordered me to undo his zip... My break was to consist of me sucking his stiff hard cock with his hand placed firmly on the back of my head! By now I was deep in submissive mode and all too happy to suck on my master's dick, but my sucking didn't spare my bottom further punishment for Sir soon had me back across his lap and thoroughly blistered my behind with the dreaded wooden hairbrush. Then he finished off with more of his hand... both on my bottom and on my cock.



Sir had promised I wasn't done sucking cock and so it happened that I was on my knees, sucking cock as he stood before me. I wonder how many other boys have been in the same exact position - on their knees in the same school uniform, sucking their tutor's cock to avoid further strokes of the cane and/or a bad report to their parents...



Well I didn't get anymore strokes of the cane...but I did get a good leathering with the leather belt over the back of the sofa...


This was really more of a treat than a punishment though, as there is something about the belt that lights a fire in all the right places! After this I was finally allowed to get my hands on my own cock, but my humiliations weren't over yet. Sir had been taking photos all through the session and he didn't stop now, snapping me in all kinds of compromising positions as I pleasured myself to orgasm, shooting a creamy white load all over my school shirt and tie. No doubt I'll get another spanking from my Mum for giving her such a disgusting piece of laundry when I get home ;)


A few weeks after this session, I entered into an exclusive relationship, which is why there haven't been many accounts of my real-life hookups with spankers and spankees recently. It also means there won't be any more after this one, so I hope you've enjoyed reading about this extremely exciting chapter in my (sex) life!