She must be very nervous. Nothing else could explain that degree of twisting of limbs. Well, maybe whatever he's about to do to her could also induce a few interesting poses, though I doubt any of them involve sitting.
A while back, commenter Tony offered to share a few memories of real-life spanking in sororities in the 1960’s. As Tony says, “Hazing was allowed and practiced back then.” While we are reliant on word of mouth for precise details, the results of some of these practices were visible to those close to the victims, … Continue reading Memories of Sorority Hazing
It seems that he has overshot a bit, assuming (and we know what that means) he was attempting to make her bum match her dress. Then again, I don't suppose pointing that out would help matters much.
With thanks to Paolo of Wholebean and I Sarah and Mark's Story began here “Feck it,” Saah cursed as she undid her tie before attempting the knot for the seventeenth time. “I know how to do this,” she reassured herself. And she did; she had prided herself on mastering this decidedly masculine skill. She had not, … Continue reading Much to Learn: Second Initiation
should never be mixed. Because OW.
I thought this met the definition of "best handwriting." For some reason, Sir was not impressed. . .
What would a girl need to be thinking to wear these? If he's gotten to the point where they're visible, she must be in plenty of trouble already (at least if she's one of our kind). I can't see the point of further tempting fate.
It was the umbrellas that drew her attention. Big, beautiful, colourful umbrellas artfully arranged in the corner window. From across the street, it looked as though someone had frozen a rainbow and set it on display. Even through the scaffolding it was brilliant, drawing her closer. As Leah walked along the window, she marvelled at … Continue reading Window Shopping
He says this like it's completely unambiguous, but, really, it's quite open to interpretation. And it's healthy for a girl to think outside the box, you know. This sort of thing should really be encouraged!
Stacey glanced nervously down at the bulge in her satchel as she hustled down the footpath to Scott’s apartment. Would anyone else notice? If they did, would they know it was a paddle? She jumped as a few leaves skittered across the darkened path. She was being silly, she knew. After all, she hadn’t really … Continue reading A Curious Crime