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The correspondence began here. My Dear Miss Carlisle, I scarcely know where to begin. As I commit pen to paper I blush so wildly that I fear my very face will quite melt away. I could die every time I think on all that Mary was party to and since Saturday that minx has scarce kept […]


The correspondence began here. Dear Amelia, Your enthusiasm does you credit and when I have time to reply in detail I will do so, although I rather suspect that we will meet again before I have time to commit my reply to paper. I will be happy to enlighten you regarding the switch and the ways […]


A Tenuous Link

08May20

As you will not doubt know today is VE Day. It is the 75th anniversary of the liberation of Europe at the end of the Second World War. Despite the lock down there is nothing but flags around our way and I have even seen single household ‘street parties’ getting underway. Never were garage tops […]


Our tale began here. Roberta had felt the burn of Jake’s hand where her bottom met the saddle all the way home. Now she was in sight of the ranch and home her tummy twisted up some at the thought of what her father might say; what her father might do. Her awareness of her bottom […]


Many thanks to Rick who so loved my novella Lizzie Baines: a 1950s spanked wife that he commissioned spanking artist Sorenutz to draw these pictures (reproduced with permission) from a scene in the book. This 2013 book is still available if you wished to own a copy. You can get it here. The story follows […]


Our tale began here. It had been four days since Roberta was able to reintroduce her bottom to a saddle and for once she opted for a riding skirt and with loose draws under them. She had even considered a small cushion for the hard leather, but since most of the ranch hands must have […]


The Red River ran hard and fast below her, faster even than she could ride. Roberta Rand-Daley knew that she could not cross until the water broadened out some and then she would have another problem, for where it got less rough and more broad, it began to run deep. Damn these rains, she thought […]


The correspondence began here. Dear Miss Carlisle, How quickly things come to pass. I can scarcely write and yet I must. I had expected a normal reply to my last missive and indeed as you know I was quite apprehensive about us meeting given our previous discussion. Your note arrived quite unexpectedly and as promised I […]


The correspondence began here. My Dear Miss Carlisle In the matter regarding our mutual friends I am of course at your disposal and if I may say so without sounding too indelicate, I can hardly wait. Would it be too presumptuous to ask what the next stage in her education might entail? I do hope you […]


The correspondence began here. Dear Amelia, Remember now that I am at hand to take you to task for all missteps and sins. Your allusions to taking to your bed to pursue improprieties while dwelling on sinful thoughts I scarce can believe you would put to paper. Needless to say I will deal with you this […]