Porn Blogging Weekend: Spanking Stories

The Kinsey Institute for Research in Sex, Gender and Reproduction had a book sale over the last couple days.

I went yesterday and made out better than the night I skipped the prom. Since I haven't had time to really absorb all the DeLay and Miller developments, I thought I'd write on something slightly interesting. And, anyway, The Liberal Avenger isn't around to stop me.

The cover of this first entry is shown here. The decal on the front and a handwritten note suggest that this was entered into the Kinsey archives in 1945 with a publication date of 1936. Note the disclaimer, also pictured here. An excerpt follows:

Timid Helen

I am a girl eighteen and have been working at house work on a farm for two years. My parents are dead and I am trying to save enough money to go to business college in the city.

One day I dropped a tray of dishes on the floor. The boss asked me to come outside he said he wanted to speak to me.

He took me out to the barn where he said we could have privacy. He sat down on a box, pulled out a strap, and before I knew it he had me across his knee, pulled up my apron, shoved down my panties and proceeded to spank me with the strap on my bare bottom. I kicked and yelled but he held me fast. That was not the first bunch of dishes I had broken nor was that the last spanking I've received. I kick and squeal but he never stops till I'm crying like a baby.

I know he has no right, not even that of a guardian, but I am too timid to say anything. So I guess I'll have to grin and bare it till I get enough money to go to the city.

Helen.

She has to "grin and bare it". Get it?

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Related:
The Horn Book
Promiscuous Housewife & Sexual Aberrations

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