Posts Tagged ‘corner time’

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LSF are running a publishing story presumably aimed at the 60p ($1) market for mobile phone downloads. For around this sum you can download the single story Ghost of Chance by yours truly. The publishing blurb runs: Julia decides to investigate why her late uncle’s house will not sell and in the process she uncovers […]


Our story began here. Before the girls returned that afternoon, Alice had been permitted to go to bed early with a ‘headache.’ This not only spared her blushes but spared her the ordeal of sitting down for supper. That is to say not sitting down and letting everyone know what had happened. Not that she had […]


Joanna looked at her watch and then shifted impatiently in her seat. What was the big deal? She picked up the Attainder Notice again and re-read it. The indictment read, petty fraud, tax evasion, failure to report to a hearing, failure to pay preliminary fines and assorted other picky little offences. Well the tax, late […]


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Doesn’t time fly when you are having fun? Of course when one is under sanction it tends to drag. Now I have heard of spanking being fun (for the recipient I mean) but mostly, for the women I know anyway, it is just a necessary evil and need that must be met when misbehaviour dictates […]


Being taken to the woodshed is another part of spanking Americana that doesn’t cross the Atlantic too well. I first did some digging on this a while back when a reader sent in a selection of short anecdotes and ‘real’ woodshed spanking pictures culled from Facebook et al. Most of them to be fair seemed […]


Our story began here. So far it had been an ordeal of fire and water and Alice Bowman had never felt so clean, neither inside nor out. Nevertheless, she strained to be as stoical as she could but it was a futile attitude to take, for the whole point of Muriel Baxter’s chastisement regime was to […]


Part I Her close fitting breeches were too rough and scratchy to be bourn against her birch ravaged flesh. So despite his appraising gaze she left them off and tugged her shirt low in back in the hopes of preserving her already fled modesty. Even released from the corner more than an hour after her […]


Today is the fifth anniversary of launching this blog. How time flies. Above is a montage of pictures used over the last five years. Thank you everyone for dropping by and here is to the next five years.



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