Posts Tagged ‘strapping’

Part I here By the time Stacy’s pants and panties were around her ankles she saw that that Lana too was standing in a puddle of denim, her face sour red and apprehensive. The writer took a moment to look around for any sign that anyone was watching, but at the moment no one is in […]


Part I here Garrick knew that Marsha was strong; more than that she was born with the lupine curse and at least that had some benefits. Ultimately she would bounce back from almost anything that didn’t kill her; not that he intended to go quite that far. In his time he had given a few human […]


Through the window Mullion County beckoned and Susan Bonneville almost forgave herself and left in search of Mary-Lou. They could have a soda down in Baker, maybe even two and then talk about boys. “Lucky you don’t have my Pa,” she would say when Sue told her troubles, “He would wale the tar out of me. […]


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. […]


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 […]


Consequences II

04Jun15

Part I Janice had been waiting in endless near-terror for so long that the opening door took her by surprise. “Miss Benton,” a dark sharp voice called from within. Janice made an affirmative choking sound in response and leapt to her feet so that the hot rush of blood to her head almost made her […]


Part 1 can be found here. The road cut through the desert like a causeway bridging a restless sea. Neither of them had spoken for a while and Megan sensed a change. But even the modern city up ahead came as a shock, even to Ahmed, who must have known it was there for he […]


Warwick Station

12Dec14

The day was not as hot as the day before, although out here that meant very little. Somewhere a fly buzzed and the only thing moving on the one road in to Warwick Station was the heat haze that shimmered like water just out of reach. Manda looked up the road wistfully and wished for […]


Sarah dropped me a line saying how much she enjoyed my post on Land Girls some time back and how she thought her grandmother may have had a similar experience during the war. She didn’t have any details as yet but she did point me to a link about war time spanking and land girls. […]


Carolyn Brady smoothed down the front of her skirt and checked the seams of her stockings. Then with a deep sigh she knocked tentatively on the door to Wentworth’s office. A rather strained muffled voice answered and although Carolyn couldn’t quite work out what was said she guessed it was alright to go in. She […]