Posts Tagged ‘OTK’

Red Heads Rule

27Feb20

But sometimes you still got to do what you have got to do. Enough said.


Reality Bites

11Feb20

Some time ago I corresponded with a woman who made and sold BDSM furniture, among many other accomplishments. She lived in a compound with in a polyamorous relationship with her partner(s) with part-time and full time slaves; she quite a tale to tell. I won’t tell it here as I have no reason to assume […]


This is just a quick post to say thank you for all your best wishes and emails over the Holiday Season. There was an annoying development in that the CMS system was reprogrammed to stop alerting me to comments pending approval. This at the same time as the email system stopped alerting me too and […]


The Seal

13Sep19

The ever changing sea was grey green with patches of deep blue. Here and there were small waves forming transient triangles of black that vanished even as she watched them. To the untrained eye they might have been the fins of dolphins or basking sharks and Perdita strained a hopeful gaze in case this proved […]


Community

12Sep19

Things are really busy at the moment and then yesterday my new PC decided to a mega update before work. So this is a day late. I have had time to write a short story, so watch this space. My main focus is still on restoring my back-up and my old stories and files – […]


When I was at school all the girls in class either had a pony or wanted one. Many of them worked for peanuts at a local horse farm on Saturdays and in their holidays and competition for these jobs was fierce. One day I was in science class with a girl called Laura who had […]


Janice K had wondered her whole life what a spanking would be really like. As a teen she had been warned to be careful going out alone and that strangers were dangerous. She had always imagined that these dark consequences would involve a spanking. Deliberately she had flouted caution and put herself in danger. Of […]


Dr Josephine Chandler was not especially pretty, but as a dedicated archaeologist she probably couldn’t have cared less. She had little time for make-up, new clothes or taking a brush or comb to her indifferent mop of mid brown shoulder length hair. Today, as on most days, she wore a heavy dark blue cotton smock […]


Part one here It had been over a week since the episode in the dungeon. Neither woman had sat down since then, but no real harm had come to them. The men in their lives quickly forgave and forgot. Well almost. A fortnight after the extended punishment with Lucinda, Galen sat her down in their chamber […]


1918

10May19