Archive for the ‘western’ Category

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 […]


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 […]


  I have been pondering how to draw some disparate and short threads together. Although not connected in any way these do have a broad western/cowboy theme a fetish/fantasy shared by many. Ingrid from South Africa had some tales about tails that I may use in future, but she asked me did I now a […]


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 […]


It is already Thursday and I haven’t posted since Monday, you may have noticed. It is all a question of time. I hope to post The Sinclair Method later this week and then on with In the Service of the Wolf. It is all about time really and that got me thinking about time and […]


While we were on sabbatical I watched a great western mini-series on Netflix called Godless. I won’t go into the ins and out of the story here, it is essentially about a mining town populated by widows who are at the mercy of unscrupulous business men and a gang of bandits out for revenge. Michele […]


The Outlaw

14Jan16

The stage wound its way over the ridge, braking some as its wheels churned in the dry dust. The steepness of the trail necessitated the driver having to apply the brake lever and sooth the jittery team least the whole rig tumble down the slope the short way. There were two men up front, both […]


Hard Life

19Nov15

Her father was dead. That was the way it went sometimes. There was still the herd to get to Abilene and if they could cross the mountains before the snow then they might just save the ranch. Jane Campbell-Lane thought herself as a hard woman for a hard country. Her black unkempt hair was hauled […]


Audrey Chancellor swung the horse around and pointed it at the high ridge that now stood in front of her. The High Country was no place for anyone, never you mind a lone woman. But the law was the law. Audrey took a deep breath and blew a stray strand of red hair from under […]