I know, "Get on with it, Nicholson!"  Patience is a virtue, people.  Of course, if you're here, I don't guess you're terribly interested in your typical virtuous kind of stuff, are you? 

Then again, maybe you are at that. 

The first torture on our list actually happens to be one that has been used over the centuries as a means of either proving virtue, enforcing it, or pretending one or the other as an excuse to torture a hot set of hooters.  That torment would be flagellation, otherwise known as whipping, flogging, caning, spanking, slapping, and a variety of other -ing words.   Smacking people with flexible striking things has been used as a means of punishing and/or re-establishing the pure motivation of both men and women who might have committed such things as adultery or fornication, thinking about adultery or fornication, or even being thought to be thinking about adultery or fornication.  This has been the case since virtue was first considered fashionable, sometime around 0.75 A.D. 

Even people that were already considered decent and pure on the moral Richter Scale, such as monks, priests, rabbis and barbers, used self-flogging as a means of insuring that they remained chaste and otherwise boring to the opposite sex.  This was known as scourging and was particularly popular at cocktail parties back in the 13th century.

In point of fact, whipping and caning are still used in some countries of the world today as a means of punishing persons that commit crimes that have anything vaguely to do with sex, such as looking at a woman's ankles, though generally only in those countries considered less civilized by most of the more modern, nuclear bomb, biological warfare, and death-by-injection, crowd.  Granted, your typical Crusades and Spanish Inquisition era beatings were generally directed at the backside, a whole different fetish, but there have been many instances, such as the Salem Witch trials and other more modern festivities, that called for deliberately directing such attention at the front sides, particularly the female bosoms, as a means of reminding women of the sins and transgressions that they had forgotten they had, generally because they never had them.

Regardless of the reason, it is thought that beating breasts with slender objects as a means of someone's sexual stimulation has been a popular pastime since the days when prehistoric men used pterodactyl fingers on the women they'd dragged by the hair into their caves.  Truthfully, the origin of flogging in its current incarnation, as a means of getting one's rocks off, isn't really known.  The first known written account was published in the fifteenth century.  It told of a man who could only enjoy sex if he'd first been beaten to the point of bleeding with a whip that had first been soaked in vinegar.   And, before you ask, that's something we haven't tried yet, but we'll look into it.

History aside, this type of activity is generally the most fun for those folks who like to watch boobs bounce.  You know who you are.  You're the ones that play re-runs of Bay Watch back in slow motion when the bikini-clad lifeguards are running on the beach.   For you boob-bouncing lovers out there, the key to successful and safe tit-bouncing tit whipping is in the device, and the size of the tit, of course.

As you can see in the picture, a firm 36D has been caught in digital splendor in mid-lift with a device called a slapper.  It has a long flexible leather handle that tapers into a wide, flat spanking surface that is made of two pieces of leather.  The wide head sinks into a larger portion of the breast, spreading the impact out over a larger area of skin, allowing the outside of the breast to bear the rather stinging burden of the blow.  With the proper follow-through, the breast can be lifted or pushed so that it bounces pretty wildly as it recoils back into place just in time for the next boob-jarring slap.

As an added attraction, the dual leather flappers slap together on impact, adding to the satisfying, stinging smack sound you get when leather meets skin. 

After a good solid spanking with a slapper, you end up with a pair of pleasantly reddened and burning tits without much risk of internal mayhem.  Many people use riding crops to achieve the same purpose.  Most horse crops are made with a single piece of leather at the head that wraps back on itself so that it, too, makes noise just as a side effect of its use.  Crops are generally smaller and stiffer, however, so greater care needs to be used in order to make certain you're just bopping skin and nipples and not busting ducts and stuff.  You'll notice how Raven's breasts are turning a pleasant shade of red, and that after only four smacks.  Life is good.

If the goal is less bounce and more color, there are all sorts of wonderful devices out there.  Horse-hair whips are great fun, because you don't have to worry nearly as much about the soft parts inside as you sting the heck out of your targets and turn them whatever shade of crimson you're looking for.   Her skin may be in for a rough ride, but that'll be about it. 

A step up from horsehair and similar types of whips is the ingenious little device known as a cat-o-nine tails.  These have been around for centuries, thank goodness.  They're made of everything from soft suede to braided leather, with an ouch factorthat runs anywhere from "you'll wear your arm out before I scream" to "ohshitsohshit!"  They're all fun and profitable, but keep in mind that the harder the leather in the tails, the more careful you need to be with what's bouncing beneath them.  Christine is rather partial to the braided whip, a device that was specifically designed for her creamy tits sometime right after the seventh day of creation, if I remember my history correctly.

Leaving welts and stripe marks is another worthwhile goal of many breast-beaters.  Leaving welts and red marks generally entails a significantly higher ouch factor, and done improperly can make your faithful slave's tits into Jell-O.  Done with skill, however, you can make a full breast look like it's just spent time in a waffle iron without great risk to anything but the candy coating. 

The first experience I had with what we'll refer to as caning (because that's how everyone else refers to it), was during the Spare the Rod shoot.  That was in our first year, and some of us weren't quite as knowledgeable and talented as we are now (me).  Others of us were just frappin' bullheaded and wouldn't admit that her tits were being beaten to a pulp because we needed the shots for the story I'd written (Christine).  The birch branch was a lot of fun, and made really neat welts between bounces until I realized that her screams could be translated into, "YousonofabitchI'mgoingtoripyourballs offandfeedthemtoyou!"

Needless to say, the shoot was rather short-lived after that. 

If you're looking at making red marks and other colored welty-looking things on your breasts du jour, the trick is to use something thin that doesn't impact deeply.  Back-to-nature people might consider a thin willow branch like your mom used to take to your butt for back-talking for the job.  Otherwise, a thin dowel or an electrical cord will work wonders.  "Fuck, Goddamn, Holy Shit, really!?" you say?  Yeah, baby!  We're talking about stinging like a nest of wasps on road rash, but if it toots everyone's horns, then the only limits are the ones set by you and the owner of the future criss-cross patterned tits.

If you're really into fun and games, a rubbing alcohol breast bath, purely for health reasons of course, is quite the treat afterward. 

! - Striking the breasts with anything should be done with extreme care.  This is one of the single most dangerous BDSM activities if not done by someone that is skilled and well attuned to his/her partner's body language.  Never strike a breast with any deep blows and be careful that any bouncing that occurs is within the normal range of motion for your partner were she jogging or otherwise engaged in a natural breast-bouncing activity.  Also be aware that even skin-deep spanking can result in broken capillaries and/or a loss of sensation in the nipples if carried to an extreme.  Any activity that breaks the skin could also result in scarring that may not disappear with time, so make certain that your partner consents to living with battle scars if caning is your thing.  Oh - yes, I know that man and dinosaurs never really existed together, but it made for another humorous anecdote, O.K.

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