When I’m cleaning windows

29Sep12

window cleaner spankingNever mind the butler; have you ever wondered what the window cleaner saw?

Living in London, people sometimes live so much on top of one another that they zone out the neighbours and tend to become rather relaxed about what they get up to without closing the curtains. At a former address for instance, one of the neighbours used to put the light on before standing on a chair while naked to close the curtains. In the same vein, quite a few spankings must have been carried out with equal disregard for who might see or overhear.

How much more of an opportunity or should that be threat is there from a window cleaner?

About a year or so back, one blogger wrote about a spanking she got aged 19 in what she thought was the privacy of her own home. Only to find afterwards that not only was the window open for the edification of the neighbours, but that the regular window cleaner was setting up next door having already done her house.

The picture above, whilst not actually including a window cleaner, does neatly illustrate what the window cleaner might have seen in the following snippet.

Joanie writes:

While still at college I moved in with a grad student for a very low rent. The catch was, ‘his house, his rules.’ Specifically I had to take a bare-bottomed spanking when I screwed up. Now I was 20 at the time and already a confirmed spanko, so it didn’t seem such a big deal. However, it was made clear to me that it would be no game and I would get properly spanked whenever I needed it. That is to say whenever he thought I needed it, which amounted to the same thing.

I soon found out that his version of a spanking was a real test to a hitherto play spankee and I was often left very sore and sobbing from a serious workout over his knee. Exploitation? Well maybe, but I could have afforded to leave, I just wanted the money for other stuff and besides I was having a real adventure with this guy.

The only other catch was the corner time. The guy was a real stickler for bare-bum corner time and I often had to stand in the corner naked from the waist down for up to an hour while he did stuff round the house.

Then one day after a spanking, which I kinda deserved by the way, I was in the corner when his landlord came round; letting himself in with his own key. My knickers and skirt were upstairs in my room and there was absolutely nothing to improvise a covering with. So in a panic I hid behind the curtains that hung over the French windows that led to garden.

The guy was there for ages and I was absolutely certain that her would check the window or want to go into the garden, but in the end he left without seeing me.

That’s when I heard the clank of metal behind me and turned to see the window cleaner’s ladder up against the window so that he could clean the upstairs. There was no way he couldn’t have seen me and my rather red bottom. I could have died.

To end a perfect day I got another spanking for leaving the corner without permission and had to start my corner time over. Sometimes being a spanko sucks.



4 Responses to “When I’m cleaning windows”

  1. 1 paul1510

    Damian,
    an amusing snippit, though I doubt Joanie thought so. 😀
    Paul.

  2. 2 Old Tom

    Ho Ho….I have been caught by a window cleaner but it wasn’t spanking a girl. I was just a slow learner I guess

  3. 3 bodack

    Just be glad it was back in the day. Nowadays you might have showed up on google maps.
    http://www.theregister.co.uk/2009/11/11/street_view_canaries/

  4. 4 DJ

    Thanks guys.

    yes the google street plan must have zillions of compromises that didn’t make the final edit. 😉


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