Why is it that receiving the tawse on the hands, despite being fully clothed, standing tall, dignity seemingly intact, seems so much more intimate, much more embarrassing, than if he would just bare by bottom?
One misses a lot while away, and I am only just starting to catch up. It seems that Susan Thomas (who should be very familiar to anyone reading comments here) has a new book out. As with all of her stories, I read it at the first opportunity I had, and devoured the whole thing … Continue reading Review: Spanking the Secretary’s Bottom
I've heard it said that it's helpful to have a focus object while meditating. . . . it's better than a corner, in any event.
She shouldn’t even have been assigned the stupid detention anyway, Beth fumed. She and Mr. Jenkins were usually on the best of terms. She had idolised her history teacher from the first day of classes and had always done her best work for his class. She had never had trouble getting along with him before, … Continue reading Spanking Detention
As part of my typical post-holiday routine, I've been taking an inventory or sorts to try to recapture some of the simplicity of holiday now that some sense of "normal" has returned. With that goal in mind, several links have been removed from this site as the associated blogs are gone or no longer actively … Continue reading Inventory
Julie examined herself in the mirror and expressed her ire as best she could. It didn’t work, and almost sent her into a fit of giggles. No one could possibly look serious or indignant in these things, which was probably precisely the point. Damn him, she thought, stamping her foot in anger, a gesture that … Continue reading Dropseat