I swore I'd never write about writing- it's against my rules- but there's a point to this. Bear with me. (Or leave quietly and check back in a couple days when I'll hopefully post something more to your liking.) A friend recently described my writing as “short.” There were other kind words as well, but … Continue reading Delay
She got a certain satisfaction from using the hairbrush as it was meant to be used. She had half a mind to call him in to watch her little demonstration, but thought better of it. Best not to tempt fate. Still, knowing what it had done- what he had done- gave a new significance and … Continue reading Proper Care and Feeding of the Hairbrush
It was dark. And cold. Lucy stared out the window of her car, gazing at the drab grey clinic building and wishing she were still in bed. Six-thirty was far to early to be awake, not that that was a terribly accurate description of her current state, she thought as she yawned. She hadn't even … Continue reading Walk-in Clinic
I remember reading a paper for an education course which proposed that punishment was ineffective and unnecessary. The argument was that it is an awareness of natural consequences and social norms that teaches, rather than arbitrarily imposed restrictions. There was much class discussion on this topic. It was a radical concept for many of us, … Continue reading Why Punishment?
Emma looked down at her newfound friend and finally began to relax a bit as she stroked the cat behind its ears. The cat had been the first to welcome her to the village. After getting used to the warm hospitality of Ireland, she was rather taken aback by the “spend your money then get … Continue reading Sun Holiday
Maggie watched Karen sleep contentedly in the bed on the other side of the room. Sher slept on her stomach, Maggie noted, but didn't seem otherwise bothered by the events of the evening. If anything she seemed more relaxed than she had in the last few weeks. As her roommate, Maggie had become accustomed to … Continue reading A Weekend with Uncle Jack
When I first started exploring the world of spanking sites, I was drawn mostly to the stories. It was easier to approach the subject through a layer of fantasy. Some concepts I found deeply disturbing at the time (and some I still do). In the world of fiction, nothing ever hurt too much, no one … Continue reading The Allure of Fantasy
Sarah waited at the end of the hall outside Greg's room. They always put him in the room at the end of the hall. How considerate, she thought, though she wondered if the consideration was more for him or his charges. The sounds of spanking had faded several minutes ago, clearly audible from the corridor … Continue reading The New Member of Staff
In response to this question from Dom with Pen. I'm rather late, and with a rather long answer (I did submit a very brief version, but, yes, even that was rather late. So spank me.), but I find this question intriguing from both perspectives. If by "why" one means "where does the drive come from," … Continue reading Why?