Magic (part 25)
Our story began here. Battle Lines The Pandorian Bank stretched before them like a wall. The swirls of white vapour looking more like smoke than fog. On their first visit they had both been filled...
View ArticleThese Lands Beyond (Part 5 of 8)
Our story started here. Collecting the switches was hardly uneventful, but for the most part those that saw the two bare-bottomed girls in the lane just chuckled and went on by. It would have been so...
View ArticleParkway (part 3 of 4)
Our story began here. Chloe hadn’t known what to expect and imagined some sort of canteen. But lunch was served in an ordinary, albeit sumptuous ornate and not to say large dining room. The carved...
View ArticleReal life spanking and other allegations
The only thing more irritating than the highly implausible ‘as the youngest of seven daughters I was spanked every night’ story on all of those forums; is the swamp of cynics who often ad nuseum say...
View ArticleSpankmanship (continued)
Our story began here. Sylvia had decided against kneeling up in the back of the Range Rover as Mary drove her to the Lodge. Instead she sat up front lifting the full weight of her bottom of the seat...
View ArticleThe Russell Corner
The Russell Corner is a 70,000-odd word novel that was first published in 2009. All things considered it has sold rather well for a micro-publication and I know many of you bought and I am gratified by...
View ArticleLizzie Baines: A 1950s Spanked Wife
Some years ago I wrote a short series about the adventures of Lizzie Baines, a New York girl who marries a soldier on the eve of the Korean War and is transplanted to Louisiana to live with his family...
View ArticleA Right Royal Spanking
Jasmine wondered if it was a paradox, but she had never been good at such things. What it certainly was; was inconvenient. She glowered at her own reflection in the mirror by the door. She knew that...
View ArticleMagic (part 36)
Our story began here. The Gathering Storm The air was oppressive with not the merest breeze to ease the soul. For hours now the sky had darkened and further to the west forks of silent lightening...
View ArticleThe Sherriff’s Wife and the Material Witness
Sammie liked the place as soon as she saw it. It was the kind of house you saw in movies and the hometown cosy feel all along the tree-lined road had broken through her hard LA cynicism like balm for...
View ArticleThe Romantique Legacy
“I get it,” she said rolling her eyes up, “I’m a screw up, what can I say?” Zoe Frayne sat with her arms folded across a pink mohair pullover crushing her small but prominent breasts. The pink matched...
View ArticleA Medieval Caution
domestic chastisement from the high middle ages as found in a church spanking the wife while the rest of the family gets on with business My girl is reading a book on the history of sex and punishment,...
View ArticleCommittee of One
I always had this thing about rules. I guess it stems from the fact that at home I never had any. My brother and I did pretty much what we liked, when we liked. It made for a complicated adolescence,...
View ArticleAtonement: spanking stories of the Wild West
If you like cowboy spanking stories then LSF have published a short collection of mine called Atonement: spanking stories of the Wild West. These are mostly M/F stories of the traditional kind where...
View ArticleI Stranger
“Alright, we’ve wasted enough time,” Amanda barked out to her team, “I want the field squad ready to go in two minutes.” Jack Riley the field technician eyed the tall cool blonde apprehensively from...
View ArticleLast 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...
View ArticleLast 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...
View ArticleThe Schoolhouse on the Prairie
The old schoolhouse, as it was known, stood bellow the rise above the stream almost three miles from the Stepford Ranch House. Louise Stepford snorted at the very idea, as far as she knew it was less...
View ArticleThe Justice Adjustment
The second in three sequential stand alone shorts that began here. Sophie didn’t really have a plan, not really. What she had were a series of ideas that she either acted on or thought about acting on...
View ArticleThe 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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