One authority figure present for a punishment is more than enough. Two seems rather cruel and unusual. . though no doubt effective.
When he'd told her to wait like that until he came back, she'd thought nothing of it. After all, nude sunbathing was a perfectly plausible excuse for her condition. She hadn't anticipated him taking quite that long, however, and the outcropping that had provided a measure of privacy suddenly put her in the position of … Continue reading Deniability
The sock on the doorknob was explainable enough. This, however, meant something different entirely. While she might have tried to claim that the two were interchangeable, the sounds emanating from the closed door seemed quite distinguishable. Both involved some sort of cries, though one came with a very distinct clapping sound.
A strapping is bad enough, but does it have to be here? Quite aside from the fact that anyone could wander by, stairways tend to be very echo-y. We wouldn't want this bit of unpleasantness disturbing the whole building, would we?
I'd have thought that a time out would be a lesser punishment, but perhaps cornertime is preferable after all.
It's amazing how a few lines can convey so much meaning . . . either on a page or a bum.
He'd said not to kick, but what if it looks so pretty? It's not avoiding the paddling, it's about creating an enticing posture. Surely that's not a punishable offence?
I like to pretend that I can do no wrong. I also like to pretend that it isn’t just pretending. But it is, and on occasion it becomes glaringly apparent. At such times I like to pretend that it was a simple mistake, easy to fix. Sometimes it is. Usually not. This is where … Continue reading Change
What if corporal punishment and public shame were not things to be feared, but merely a part of what makes public life in one's community special? Where there was no pretence, and it was openly admitted that this was something we all enjoyed, if perhaps not so much at the moment of impact. Susan Thomas … Continue reading Book of the Month: The Disciplined Women of Chapel Island by Susan Thomas
I thought anything could be better than staring into a corner, though perhaps not. If the posture wasn't punishing enough, watching preparations for the next stages would certainly add to the experience.