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To the Devil we brought her

04Oct18

Sandi Pope stood open-mouthed in the bushes staring in almost disbelief. “I knew it,” she whispered to herself. Not such a dumb blonde after all, she grinned. Her oval face was elfin like with full lips that gave her an almost permanent pout. Her big blue eyes were framed by heavy natural lashes which blinked […]


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A Professional Inquiry

04Jan16

“Well I said I am sorry,” Ruth announced haughtily, “If that isn’t good enough for you then I am going to my room.” This imperious announcement was followed by a flounce and a door slamming exit that rumbled on as heavy stomps ascended the stairs. The fiery little redhead would be unliveable with for the […]


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The Birching Tower

04Dec15

Sometime ago I chanced upon a reference to a birching tower in a book. There was no more information, but the most likely explanation that it was used for storage; or so I thought. In the History of the Rod there is a mention of birching rooms in gaols and apparently women prisoners were often […]


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Ladies of the Dawn

01Oct15

Lady Arabella reached the rise above Grainger Manor with relief. The party had gone on for far longer than intended and against all expectations she had been winning all night. That arse Carstairs had lost game after game until she had nigh on £300 in front of her, which was all very well, but the […]


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Absolution

11Sep15

The bell for matins shook Sister Mercy from her slumber and she yawned. That old hag Sister Mary was leading prayers today and she was half blind. Mercy doubted she would be missed and for a long moment pondered staying bed. Mercy scratched her rough-hewn cropped red hair and yawned again. When not in use, […]


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Spanking the Maid

18Jun15

Many years ago I saw a beautiful graphic portrait from the 1950s. It was of a very smart looking aristocratic woman with a young maid across her knee giving her a spanking. The drawing was within an otherwise vanilla collection and no particular attention was drawn to this image as if it was quite commonplace. […]


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Consequences IV

11Jun15

Part I Annabelle Guthrie stood with her forehead pressed to the one-way mirror and watched Janice’s birching. So far it had just got to the part where a woman approaches the boundary between the sting in her tail she can cope with and the real under burn that grows and grows until it feels as […]


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Consequences III

05Jun15

Part I The second strap had had the texture of sandpaper, the effect of which was that instead of suffering an overwhelming sting all at once, Janice had to endure a rasping slow burn that got worse and worse until she would have begged for almost any amount of the heavier leather. “Mr Drayton,” she […]


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Pagan Spanking

07May15

Spring has sprung and spanking is the air. But before the Catholics made it all about guilt and punishment, physical chastisement was seen as a sacred and magical act. In ancient Rome and Greece women would go to the temple to be spanked for fertility’s sake. Another ritual involved switching the bare bottoms of slave […]


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The Wanderer and the shield maiden

05May15

The mountains around the fjord cut the crystal blue air like shards of glass. For once there was not a puff of cloud and Anneke fancied that she had only to reach out her arm to touch the sky. It was hard to leave on such a day but there was nothing for her now […]


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