July 22nd, 2015
A girl talks to her diary about her life with her boyfriend. Part of an ebook but a complete story in its own right.
By Penny Toulouse
4th January 2013
I knew it wouldn’t be long till I was writing to you to tell you I’ve been a bad girl. I’m in my room thinking about my behaviour. I’ll need to fix my make-up before I come out when I’m allowed; my mascara has run. Diary, can you hug me? It was so unfair of Dan to spank me.
It was a beautiful morning today, a nice crisp sunny winter’s morning. Dan stayed over last night and this morning after breakfast we went to the local forest for a walk together. Breakfast was lovely, Dan made me a cup of tea to wake up to, then after a nice cuddle we got up and had toast and jam for breakfast. Then after a shower and catching Dan taking a cheeky look at me in the shower we were off.
April 26th, 2015
Too much alcohol and a wife’s behaviour spoils a party.
By Holy Diver
Gordon and Michelle Ross were a newly-wed young couple who lived in the English countryside. Michelle was 28, tall with reddish-brown curly hair and had curves in the right places, particularly her breasts and bottom. Gordon had just turned 30, was a tall and muscular man with dark hair. Both had successful jobs. Michelle worked at the local bank, maths being her strong point. Gordon worked for a legal firm. They had been together since their teenage years and were bonded with their strong interest in spanking.
Even though Michelle was regularly spanked by her mother right up until she became an adult, she still wanted to retain the disciplinary aspect in her life. When they started dating, Michelle had confided this to Gordon and, to her delight, he was only too happy to oblige. For the early years of their relationship, they only experimented with minor implements such as the hairbrush and wooden spoon, before progressing to the leather strap when Michelle became more confident.
March 24th, 2015
A girl’s parents and school collude to issue a firm warning
By Pat Greenham
The Headmaster of Brathenhall College had three sick notes in front of him and one request for absence to attend a family funeral. They were all for Sarah Langton, an eighteen year old in the upper sixth who had been at the College for six years. Sarah was well liked but the Headmaster was aware that recently she had shown some rebellious behaviour. The problem he faced this morning was that the handwriting on the three sick notes was different from the letter requesting absence for the family funeral, despite all supposing to have come from Penny Langton, Sarah’s mother.
March 7th, 2015
The series continues
By Wendy A
(I started this chapter several months ago and had intended to shelve it. By request I have reviewed it. Let me know through Kenny if you would like me to continue.)
We were tidying up after lunch when Sylvia announced that she was off to change. A thought crossed my mind. Jenny had never caned anyone before and should have some practice.
“I’ll come with you to fetch the canes.”
We headed off, she opened her bedroom door and we entered.
She handed me the canes and said: “I want a real caning like the one you had at school. I want you to treat me like any pupil.”
December 11th, 2014
After her father died and her mother met someone new, a girl goes to live in her stepfather’s grand house. By another new writer to us.
It had been two years since my father had died when I was 16, and I never thought I would love anyone as much as I loved him. My Mother started dating this tall handsome man with really aristocratic features about a year after Dad died, and at first I resented him, but as time went by I grew to like him more and more. Mum was so happy with him, and he even paid attention to what I was doing and encouraged me to apply for college.
December 10th, 2014
Living with a roommate isn’t always easy. Here, two girls find a way round their problems. By a new writer to us.
By Ryder Mansion
Anna pulled up her car into the apartment parking lot. After a few deep breaths to get over her 20 hour work day, she proceeded to execute a defined set of procedures to gather her things, switch off the stereo followed by the headlights and to finally mark the end of her day by switching off the engine. Her strict catholic upbringing and detail oriented job as a manager at a leading accounting advisory firm ensured that she brought a composed, comprehensive, and disciplined approach to all aspects of her life. Sure she was always tightly wound and had immensely high standards of living, but that was how she was wired. It enabled her to be a natural leader, to strive for better than that of her previous standards which were met with the belt. She embodied the strong parental roles that raised her.
December 9th, 2014
Talking to an old lady proves to be a job well done
By Joanna Jones
This story is a summary of an experience that started two years ago, and which I did not feel able to share until now, for all sorts of reasons. I hope you enjoy it!
It started with me walking across the open tarmac to the front entrance of Rosedon Nursing Home on a mid-autumn morning. The building was well designed for its occupants with easy access at the entrance and a well maintained garden surrounding it, with a beautiful sheltered lawn to the south where residents enjoyed the summer sun. However, as the cool early October weather laid testament to, sitting out was no longer really an option, though the fitter, more hardy souls could still potter along the well maintained garden paths and admire the fading blooms.
November 29th, 2014
A man is plagued by a strange childhood memory and his wife vows to find a cure.
By Lorna Brand
“Look, I don’t care what you get me for Christmas, I am fed up having this same argument every bloody year.”
John had never liked Christmas but his long suffering girlfriend Jane loved it. They had been going out for just over three years now, but unless they could get over this divide they would never be able to settle down and start their own family the way Jane so desperately wanted to. She could never have kids with someone who despised the mere thought of Santa Claus. After all, that was what all the build up was for; to see the magic of the season in the faces of children on Christmas morning.
October 22nd, 2014
Family problems mean a girl has to stay with her aunt’s family, where the rules are rather different.
By Joanna Jones
About halfway through my upper sixth my grandmother fell ill and my mother went south to the coast from our home in London to look after her. It was agreed, with very little input from me, that I should move in with her sister, rather than look after myself. My dad was away on business much of the time.
My two cousins, Jim and Rob, were no doubt less than pleased to see me; 10 year old Rob having to move in with his 13 year old big brother, to give me his room for the couple of months I was to be spending with them.
October 20th, 2014
A mother deals with her daughter’s rebellious streak in a time honoured manner.
By Frances Stephenson
The Danby family had come to stay for a week or two. Julia had known Delia Danby for ever and they had been friends at school and had kept in close touch ever since. Delia had a daughter Jenny who was just a bit younger than Julia’s daughter, Jane. The two girls had been friends since they were born and although maybe not close friends they shared many interests and similar views.
Jane was now just over 18 and had matured into an attractive girl with soft brown curly hair and lovely hazel eyes; she had filled out over the last six months or so and now showed off a fine figure, she was also blessed with a lovely pale soft skin and she had a slightly vulnerable and shy look, her legs were well shaped if very slightly stocky and the whole picture was rounded off by an impudently jutting bottom.