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Abraham Heights: sisters without mercy
The room was moderately lit with red velvet curtains at each corner and an ornate table at one end. On it stood a single candle, an open book, a large globe with a brass mounting and a half-naked...
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Land Lording It
One Hand from Sometimes A Girl asked after any true accounts. It is a popular request and many snippets that have appeared here before certainly have purported to be true. With both on and off topic...
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The continuing story of the birch
Recently an article on birching from this blog was republished over at Well Red Weekly. So in my quest for recovering lost material from my hard drive it seemed possible that some unused original...
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The Last of the Troll Hunters (1 of 2)
Lady Jane Larch’s cousins and other young men had left for the hunt and she had been determined to go with them. Legends were made from killing and especially capturing trolls and she wanted part of...
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Last of the Troll Hunters (2 of 2)
Part one here. Lady Jane dared not even contemplate sitting on the horse’s saddle. She hadn’t even been able to put on her forbidden riding breeks. Instead she had opted for a loose green gown more...
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Spankmanship (continued)
Our story began here. It was a few days later when Gerald was finally due home. Sylvia had been on the edge of her seat all that morning in anticipation, eager to begin what she was increasingly...
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The Curious Case of Amelia Craven
Nobody knew exactly what Dr Ebenezer Marley was a doctor of. He certainly wasn’t a medic and although he had something of an educated slant to his words, nothing about his demeanour suggested he had...
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Magic (part 54)
Our story began here. The Siege Shula hadn’t been quite ready to believe the reports regarding the size of the army set against them until she saw it with her own eyes. “You say we think this the main...
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The Prize
Our story started here. Quail was awoken by someone kicking her in the side. “Get up, where do you think this is, a hotel?” said a gruff voice. She was about to say of course it is a hotel when she...
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The House on Carol Street
“How come only the kids get candy on Halloween,” Stacey moaned. Caroline rolled her eyes and prepared to repel borders. She knew when Stacey was about to sound off with another of her kooky ideas. “Why...
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The Prize
Our story started here. Quail stood meekly in the line while the commune’s leader gave his speech. She had been living this life so long now that she had decided that this was the end game. The...
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Vintage Sunday: spanking the maid
Or in some cases the maid spanks back. Just a bit of filler fun for Sunday.
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The Master and the Governess
LSF have published another short story collection of mine. This one based on the adventure the Master and the Governess. The headstrong Amelia urges Lucy to follow her lead and run naked into the woods...
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Adventures in Spankville II
The intro to this and another snippet can be found here. Kimberly wrote: I have been into spanking and the thought of being thoroughly punished for as long as I can remember but I didn’t do anything...
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The Semester of Standing for Supper
Hilary Cline had always been fascinated by her aunt’s alma mater. Set among the rolling woodland of New England, it had a proud tradition of educating women that went back to 1879. It took its motto...
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The Semester of Standing for Supper II
Part 1 here. Tammy, Charlotte Coleman and Anne Shelley were all around the kitchen table when Hilary walked in. The red-haired senior, Charlotte, shifted awkwardly in her seat, visibly wincing. Hilary...
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The Semester of Standing for Supper III
Part 1 here. Spanked college girls was a common enough sight on campus for it not to draw too much attention, but the woman in the faculty office looked up as Hilary took her first slow painful steps...
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The Justice Adjustment
The third in three sequential stand alone shorts that began here. “Ophelia Open,” Ophelia told the maître D. She often wondered why she hadn’t changed her name back to Weizmann, but in her heart maybe...
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The Golem
It was the hum that kept Leah awake. The relentless hum that touched her ears just below audible that could only be heard if you listened for it; or if you were trying to sleep. She had been told by...
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An embarrassing comeuppance
It had seemed like a harmless agreement, Georgina thought, although now she could kick herself as she hovered at the door to the shared house. Surely he wouldn’t go through with it? The pang in her...
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