A few posts – and fantasies – of mine in recent months have featured back-whippings, and I’m wondering why.

It’s never particularly been a fantasy of mine. There’s the ‘back’ part of it – associated for me with strokes that end up far too high (for the buttocks) or far too low (for the shoulders, a part of the body that I’ve very occasionally been known to flog), or far too near those eminently-damageable kidneys. And, after all, I’m really, at heart, a girl-with-bared-bottom kind of perv.

Then there’s the ‘whipping’ half of the equation. Our collection of implements is pretty impressive – indeed, I’m starting to wonder whether there’s anyone in England with a larger spanking treasure-trove. It includes a fair few floggers – but only things that are used, by and large, for more sensual play. As for whips? Cats, single tails? Woefully under-represented in the armoury.

Yet lately? The idea of a girl tied around a whipping post – or with her hands high in the air? Her back bared – and her lower body still demurely covered? The disciplinarian laying on the strokes, hard, as the woman cries for mercy?

Yep, it’s really rather started to appeal – all of a sudden. What nags me somewhat is that, a few months ago, I downloaded a spanking clip set during the French revolution. In it, the daughter of some noble received her come-uppance for her haughty ways – back bared, flogged by the revolutionaries. The whole thing – despite the movie subsequently developing in a way that I decidedly didn’t find to my tastes – was really remarkably hot.

And then I stumbled upon a couple of Pain4Fem’s “Spanking Machine” films. Again, back whipping – of some truly beautiful girls – was the order of the day.

But hold on. That hints at a rather well-rehearsed sequence of events – guy watches ‘extreme’ porn, enjoys it, ponders it, finds the idea increasingly appealing, wants to try it in practice. Indeed, it’s the very argument that gives rise to the sort of reprehensible law on adult entertainment that our last government passed – and under which even my viewing of said movies would, very possibly, be unlawful.

So, maybe it’s just coincidence, this viewing / wanting to play combination. And I can’t think of any other types of porn I’ve watched that have led me to experiment in as-yet-unforeseen ways. (Except, perhaps, that one with the gerbil, the grandad and the giraffe. Joke.)

The difference, of course, between the legislators’ logic and my situation is that, in my case, I’d only ever enact my emerging fantasies with entirely consenting partners. But it bugs me, slightly, nonetheless. And I do so want to play a back-whipping scene.