I’d like to thank edgy pinup photographer Viva Van Story for allowing me to post this provocative spanking image, featuring a Bettie Page doppelganger who’s deliciously bound and positioned for a date with the fraternity paddle.

I’d describe Viva’s work as Irving Klaw colliding head on with Ed “Big Daddy” Roth. That is, a violent fusion of hot rod culture and retro fetish pinups.

You can view more photos of Viva’s fantasy sex kittens, drag strip girls, burlesque starlets and retro goth hellions on her super-cool website and in her book Viva’s Pinups: Bullet Bras and Backseat Betties.

We know him today as Ian the London Tanner, unparalleled creator of leather CP implements. But in swinging 1960s London, he was a dashing young model and actor performing in theater, commercials and even the occasional feature film.

Here’s Ian (on the right) hobnobbing with the legendary Richard Burton in the Oscar-winning film Anne of the Thousand Days, which chronicles the rise and fall of Anne Boleyn.

Perhaps Ian will reprise his role when he and the Shamrock Spanking Society occupy an historic venue for their November party. Or maybe he’ll take a page from Richard Burton and portray Henry VIII. After all, it is good to be the king.

Here are a few excerpts (below) from the album jacket text of National Lampoon’s 1978 comedy LP entitled Sex, Drugs, Rock ‘n’ Roll and the End of the World.

I believe this was my first exposure to the term “bad girl brush,” which certainly piqued my spanko module back in high school, especially when coupled with album’s provocative PG-rated cover.

Unfortunately, there are no spanking references on the record itself, just short skits with titles like My Bod Is for God, Sushi Riot and Mr. Reagan’s Neighborhood.

Too bad. An audio track of the cover model getting spanked would have been fetish gold.

About the Album:

“My name is Dawn. I’m the girl on the cover. When I met the National Lampoon producers at a party a few months ago, they said they could definitely use me on their next record, and I was really excited about it until I found out that what they actually wanted me for was to pose nude…

“…as far as I’m concerned the producers are nothing but a bunch of immature children, except for Mike Griffin, who I’m living with until my check from National Lampoon finally clears…

“Well, I have to go now. Mike likes his dinner ready when he gets home from the office, and I’d better make sure it is, or else it’ll be the bad girl brush for me.”