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Reality Bites

21Aug20

From a vanilla forum about office workers of yesteryear, Julie commented: Further to the comment about spanking at work. My Aunt worked in the City during the 1950s, 60s and 70s. She told me the spanking of office girls was far from unheard of. When she began working at 17 she almost got the sack […]

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Jack Tar and the Jenny WRNR

31Jul20

To return to an old favourite I just came across an old WW2 Royal Navy anecdote about a woman called Jenny who served in the Women’s Royal Navy Reserve during that war. I had meant to publish before my sabbatical of a couple of years back. Not sure of its source now, or indeed its […]

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Tags: navy, spanking, wrens

Letters to my Governess

21Jul20

The correspondence began here. Dear Amelia, It is always nice to be recognised, although in my experience a good sound spanking is rarely appreciated at the time. If you recall once upon a time I am sure you kicked at the traces whenever I disciplined you as a girl and only now do you see the […]

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Tags: governess, mentoring, spanking, Victorian

Letters to My Governess

14Jul20

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 […]

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Tags: mentor, spanking, Victorian

Letters to My Governess

13Jul20

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 […]

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Tags: spanking

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 […]

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Tags: spanking, VE Day, WW II, WW2

Red, Wild and Deep

23Apr20

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 […]

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Tags: corner time, cowboy, cowgirl, rancher, spanking

Lizzie Baines inspired art

21Apr20

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 […]

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Tags: 1950s, Americana, corner time, small town, spanking, switching

Red, Wild and Deep

02Apr20

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 […]

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Tags: OTK, romance, spanking

Red, Wild and Deep

27Mar20

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 […]