Erin gazed up at the darkened house. Situated at the top of a small hill, it had a sense of isolation about it, even though the neighboring houses weren't particularly far away. She reflected back on the sight of the house on the night she took the vow of pledgeship. Although she had seen it … Continue reading Initiation
As if there were any doubt as to where his focus is at times like these.
A slightly longer-than-comment-sized answer to a brunch question Bonnie posed a while back. I've learned many things since I first started lurking on spanking blogs. At first there were a lot of words to get used to- and of course the many nuances between the different ways in which people incorporate these practices into their … Continue reading Spanking, Submission, and the Path to Enlightenment
I bet she could use a drink right now. Unless of course that's what got her there in the first place. In which case staring at the bottles may quite possibly be worse than staring at the wall.
Kate awoke to a throbbing pain in her backside that cut sharply through the grogginess which always followed the transference. She sat up gingerly, and was relieved to find no other damage. Transfers usually resulted a in a few bumps and bruises, though this was certainly a new sensation. Kate had been one of the … Continue reading Transference
There is tenderness in her bottom, true, but also in his embrace. I adore the way he holds her- a physical expression that he loves her despite- or perhaps because of- whatever she's done to earn a sore behind.
A friend recently convinced me to buy a dress. I am not a dress girl. I cannot wear dresses at work- they don't fit my profession. I wear skirts outside of work, but not dresses. It wasn't a conscious decision, but that's how it shook out. But I've decided (with friendship, guidance, understanding, and quite … Continue reading The Dress
In spanking stories- wehther real, fictional, or somewhere in between, I rarely find the spanking itself to be the most significant moment. It's a cricial part of the story, but it's the context- the before and after- that I find more poignant. If I had to pick a moment that I feel defines a story, … Continue reading The Transition
3:59. Claire shifted in her seat. She wasn't sure if she could last another hour. She certainly wouldn't be getting anything done. For the millionth time that day, she wondered why she had thought it would be a good idea to join this program. It was supposed to make her a better employee, but, as … Continue reading Getting (it) with the Program
I realize sitting after a spanking may be uncomfortable, but this hardly seems a merciful alternative.