That feeling when one thinks it's over, only to be confronted with another implement.
From the Sarah Saga “Bring me the brush.” Sarah took a deep breath before complying. It was time. After nearly three weeks of discussion, negotiation, confession, apology, scolding, it was time for the punishment. There had been scolding this morning as well, in-person scolding, and though it had reminded her of precisely … Continue reading Leading and Learning: First Punishment
Pattern and hue are perfect- no need to make any changes whatsoever to either. Don't you agree, Sir?
Linda leapt from the sofa at the sound of footsteps on the gravel path to the door, her paperback tumbling to the floor. Despite Sean’s attempts to persuade her to join the Kindle revolution, she preferred the feel of paper- and the fact that the non-electronic books were more likely to survive her lapses in … Continue reading Kidnapping Catastrophe
Even knowing escape is impossible, one can't help grasping at any chance to get away.
From the Sarah Saga Sarah came home to find Brian seated on the sofa, already in spanking position. “You think you’re clever do you?” he asked, hefting the copy book she had left for him. His half-smirk told her that, despite his words, he appreciated the humour in her essay. After all the … Continue reading Leading and Learning: Closer to the Edge
On second thought, perhaps just staring into a corner is't so torturous after all. Even the second round of spanking doesn't sound so terrible. . .
From the Sarah Saga The next morning, Sarah awoke to a quiet shuffling sound. She rolled over, the neighbours must be at again. . . The shuffling repeated again, accompanied by the closing of a door. Brian! She awoke with a start. She had nearly forgotten her guest in her sleepiness. It was odd … Continue reading Leading and Learning: Hide and Seek
From the Sarah Saga Sarah stood up, stretched, and smiled with relief as the bus finally pulled into the station- a euphemism if there ever was one. The station consisted of a quiet turnaround point, small carpark, and wholly inadequate shelter. Fortunately the threatening storm had held off, and Sarah was mostly dry as she … Continue reading Leading and Learning: In Unexpected Places
I've heard many complaints about partners laying across the middle of a the bed, intruding on the other's side. It isn't selfishness though- it's merely practice for spankings. In the middle of the bed, there's always a chance he might not be able to reach. . .