I sit in the pub with a pint and a laptop, typing frantically, focused on my work, my words. Out of the corner of my eye though, I sometimes see the concerned looks. Sometimes notice the pity. It’s the holidays, and they think I’m alone. I’m not though, not really. I’m with you. … Continue reading Happy Holidays!
A few weeks ago, a good friend closed his spanking blog. He did so on his own terms, and for the happiest of personal reasons. It was the best way, if there is a best way, to leave this virtual world. We are still in touch by email, and planning a visit soon. Even so, … Continue reading Lost and Found
An instalment of the Sarah Saga It felt like cheating; it was the clip-on tie of lingerie. However, Sarah justified her choice to herself by reasoning that these would be the easiest to get into in a hurry, and that no one else would see. She had no intention of playing, and if she … Continue reading Softly, Softly
When discussing things theoretically (i.e.- when my bottom is in no immediate danger), I want to cry during a spanking. I want that kind of emotional release, want to be comfortable enough to experience that sort of vulnerability. It sounds, again in theory, like a wonderful experience. The reality has been quite different. I’ve … Continue reading Tears
I told him that I didn’t like the idea of play parties. Spanking is a private thing for me, something personal, more tied up with correction than pleasure to be suitable for public consumption. Mere weeks later, I found myself bent before him, face pressed into the cool hard wall of a decidedly unusual nightclub, … Continue reading Salad Days
Acknowledging Imperfection turns two years old today! The patient among you who have been following along have likely noticed that the fits and moods associated with children that age seems to have been started. Posting regularly hasn’t happened as planned lately, and I’m using this milestone as an opportunity to return with renewed dedication to … Continue reading Terrible Twos
Nothing quite compared to the feeling of a soft spring breeze in newly-straightened hair. It was the first time Julie had attempted to do such a thing to her own head, having only recently consented to let her hairdresser give it a go. The results Sharon had managed to produce were stunning, but expensive. Three … Continue reading Hair