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Part one here The gown chosen for her was of tightly drawn velvet over another corset. As she entered the great hall where the nobility had gathered for breakfast, she noted that most of the women wore headdress and gowns that covered their shoulders. Tzara realised that her naked shoulders and freely hanging hair was a […]


You probably know that the so-called Easter Bunny wasn’t a rabbit, but a hare. You probably know too that this hare is a manifestation of an Anglo-Saxon/Northern European Pagan goddess called variously Ostara, Oestre or Eostre (spellings vary), which gave its name to what Christians in North Western Europe later called Easter. The pagan festival […]


Some years ago another blog ran a feature on a strange and rare 1941 mainstream Gene Autre western called the Singing Hill. The movie in question was a cheesy musical of no particular note but at its denouement it features a spanking scene. The unusual thing was that the heroine was not only the boss […]


Imagine a world where the spanking agenda was everywhere. Think of times and places where BDSM and its relations informed many of the choices and infused many of the people who dwell there. That world is not only here and now, but it has been forever, if you but know where to look. Looking back […]


The line drawing by Malteste is taken from the Petite Dactylo (the little typist), which was a spanking novella by Pierre Dumarchey, published under the name of Sadie Blackeyes. The heroine of the novel suffers a series of misadventures, most ending with a spanking or a birching. Whether or not it was grounded in reality […]


Began here. The party to celebrate the nuptials of the year was winding down. Most of the guests had already retired to bed and the few that remained were deep in their cups exchanging nonsense and tales of exaggerated glories. Only the servants remained halfway alert and the few of those that had not been dismissed […]


Began here. The castle had been quiet for hours. By the time the captain of the guard heard of any commotion in the royal apartments, Krampus had long since gone and the once sobbing princesses within the chamber had long since cried themselves to sleep; face down on their beds, of course. Elizabeth half-expected Krampus to […]


Began here. The castle was much as she had left it and it was with some apprehension that Elizabeth approached the gates. After all she had been out all night and all without permission. Since her father was already not best pleased with her, she was absolutely certain that her bottom was in for another […]


Part One here. An hour later she faced a wall of trees and almost turned back. But beyond she could already see the rising cliffs and the cleft between them just as Marta had said. Furthermore no matter how hard the going was, it always seemed to yield a little more to her and never […]


“Father please, I didn’t…” Elizabeth Kalstein gulped as she trawled her brain for a magic word to placate him. She was a comely blonde with an aristocratic bearing. Her perfect nose was perhaps a little turned up for her own good; serving as it did, to give her a haughty standoffish demeanour. Otherwise even in […]