Archive for the ‘Bottom’ Category

Mr P had told me about a little bar up the coast. “The town,” he said in his heavy Greek accent, “Well, it isn’t so friendly, but the bar…” he made a gesture with his fingers and kissed them. “Beautiful, you’ll love the food my darling girl.” This had been a week before after an […]


I have already said that I have one of those bottoms that gets me into scrapes. But that isn’t entirely fair. I mean in a way that is just an excuse, I get me into trouble and my bottom just gets me out of it. I mean if some guy wants to avoid sacking me […]


I have often been told that with a bottom like mine I have to expect to be spanked. That hardly seems fair to me, but then I suppose if I have been naughty then… I mean I usually deserve it when Charlie spanks me and I have had my share of spanking boyfriends. If that […]


The house was one of those Georgian four-storey affairs. It wasn’t quite a mansion, but it stood in its own grounds 30 or 40 meters from the B road at the end of a short gravel drive. Tamed ivy decorated one corner; a network of dark green leaves ascending to the roof, a rustic detail […]


Charlie’s office is bright and airy; the epitome of modern. Not the least bit like Miss Parmenter’s office back in school, no, not the least… so why then do I always get little pangs in my tummy every time I have to go up onto the mezzanine floor where he works? I mean the sloping […]


Now it’s not like I don’t think a girl needs a good spanking now and again. I don’t exactly like it, but there is no denying that it does a girl good. This was a lesson I learned in school. At 18 Miss Parmenter told me after a particularly memorable shellacking that I had a […]