Tuesday, 29 May 2012

Red is the colour

Sorry for the relative quietness: I’ve been tucked up in my sekrit lair (my bratcave!) writing stories and essays and all manner of naughty things. And I’ve even been allowed out to play in the sun from time to time, too! :D

Now, I’m sure that this is going to seem like the spanking blog equivalent of telling one’s grandma how to suck eggs, as the site I am linking to today is far more established and widely known than my own, but I would like to give a big hug to the wonderful Dave and his Cherry Red Report!

Should there be anyone reading this who has yet to pay a visit to CRR, I can only urge you to drop everything and go there right now. If you enjoy reading about spanking, looking at pictures of spanking, and watching movies about spanking, that is...

Oh, and it would be remiss of me not to mention that the CRR empire also includes a range of spanko wear! I think I might just have to ask Daddy to buy me a pair of these adorable panties (cheeky rear view shown):

Saturday, 26 May 2012

Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness

I’m very pleased to learn that a post on my little blog has been mentioned on the famous and venerable Chross blog. Yayness!

A very warm welcome to all my new guests who have come here courtesy of that link! Please make yourselves at home. Don’t mind the spanking benches and paddles strewn about the place.

For anyone wondering what exactly it is I do here – and there must be plenty of those – I’m a spanking fiction author and general scribbler of (hopefully) creative kinky stuff. Hence the rules for a fictional girl’s school. And the subverted ‘schoolgirl’s own’ picture stories. And the ageplay fantasies.

Another thing I like to write is poetry. (Well, okay, silly limericks). And, spank me pink and call me a wafer if I haven’t written a brand new one for you today...

The Corner of the Classroom

She sits all alone in disgrace,
A sad little frown on her face.
Too late did she heed
The warning that she’d
Be slippered then sent to that place.

Wednesday, 23 May 2012

Rules are there for a reason, young lady

As a perpetual schoolgirl, I am of course in constant need of strict attention to keep me from misbehaving. Fortunately (or unfortunately), there seems to be no shortage of people willing to provide just such a firm and guiding hand.

One of these kind-hearted souls, regular commenter and old meanie devoted educationalist Correction Man, today set me the task of drawing up a list of the rules at his strict finishing school (to prove that I was listening on Induction Day, I guess). I sat at my desk and worked long and hard on it – and I definitely didn’t pin that swot Isobel Chambers down at any point to get the answers from her – and here they are!

I also took the liberty of listing some punishments... (mainly from experience...)

That just has to cover it. Do I get a gold star, Sir? (That’ll show that know-it-all Isobel!)

Even wider world of spanking

I’m very happy to report that, since my original post about the many and varied countries I have had blog visitors from, I have had visitors from quite a few more! Rather than add a note to the original post, I thought I’d give my new guests a post of their own.

So, warm and friendly greetings to those nice folks who have called in from: Afghanistan, Antigua and Barbuda, Barbados, Bermuda, China, Colombia, Guatemala, Isle of Man, Kuwait, Libya, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Mali, Malta, Oman, Palestinian Territories, Portugal, Qatar, Serbia, Syria, Trinidad & Tobago and Zimbabwe!

Edit: And Algeria, Anguilla, Aruba, Azerbaijan, Bahrain, Bangladesh, Bolivia, Botswana, Cambodia, Côte d’Ivoire, Dominican Republic, Ethiopia, Ghana, Iran, Iraq, Kazakhstan, Kenya, Laos, Lebanon, Liberia, Liechtenstein, Macau, Macedonia, Mauritius, Moldova, Myanmar, Nepal, Netherlands Antilles, Panama, Papua New Guinea, Puerto Rico, Sudan, Turks and Caicos Islands and Venezuela! (Such nice hot places! I am jealous. ‘Sun’ is just a word in the dictionary where I live).

Tuesday, 22 May 2012

Does not compute

Argh. Sadly, not even adorable little brats are immune to computer woes: my PC is currently doing its very best “No, I can’t go on – leave me!” routine so I may be away for a bit. Or I may not. Depends how it goes! (I’m writing this on a friend’s machine).

Silly things, computers. And the worst thing is they don’t even buck their ideas up when threatened with a spanking. Tsk!

Update: Ha, sorted. Not just a pretty face!

Saturday, 19 May 2012

Little Penny writes

I think, after my last post about scary institutions and strict reformatories, that I could use a bit of cute and fluffy ‘little Penny’ time.

The young Miss Hasler is a creative little soul (when she’s not being a brat) – she likes writing stories, and drawing pictures, and she loves her colouring books – although sometimes her creative efforts do have a touch of naughtiness about them.

That is certainly true of the thing that I want to share with you today: Penny’s diary. (Don’t worry, I asked her permission to show such a personal item to my “growed up friends”). This important document – written on Penny’s very best My Little Pony notepaper, no less – provides a unique insight into things from her point of view. Shall we take a peek at a few pages and see what she’s been up to?

Aww! What a perfect little angel – writing about how much she loves her Daddy! Could anything be sweeter?

But alas, if we leaf forward a couple of pages, we see an unfortunate change in tone:

Oh dear. It sounds very much like Miss Hasler was set on being a quarrelsome little madam that day. And things only get worse in the following entry...

Poor, silly Penny! I guess the above goes to prove that, despite her pretentions, she isn’t too big for a spanking just yet. And, given how fond she is of misbehaving, I rather suspect that there are a lot of pages like this in her diary. But I’m equally sure that, though she might write mean things about him when she’s in a bad mood, Penny loves her Daddy with all her heart. And that she knows he only spanks her for her own good.

And on that note, I should return this lovely diary to its rightful owner. I’d like to thank Penny for allowing me to share her private thoughts with you all. Cuddles and ice cream for that little girl when I see her next! If any readers have comments they would like me to pass on to her, do please let me know.

Tuesday, 15 May 2012

A window into a strange place

The site I am adding to my kinky links today is significantly darker than my own; decidedly more sinister – the sort of place that a strict uncle might threaten to send little Penny when she is being naughty – a blog called Behind The Barred Window.

The focus of the blog, and the fictional writing of its owner, Garth Toyntanen, is quite different to mine. Though we share an interest in discipline, Garth writes about institutions: dark, forbidding places where young ladies are (unjustly) imprisoned, dominated and humiliated. Writing about the above image, created to illustrate one of his stories, Garth summarises his ethos in stating that the picture “embodies that all-important sense of oppression and the feeling that here is a buried, private and secluded little world outside the reach of conventional society and beyond the control of meddling ethics committees, busybody social workers and the rest.”

Restraint and painful physical chastisement perhaps inevitably feature, but more prominent – and more chilling – is the psychological treatment the inmates receive and the transformation they undergo as a result. The female characters in Toyntanen’s tales invariably go from being confident, independent adults to helpless, institutionalised wretches.

It’s all very far from little Penny being scolded for wanting jelly beans before dinner, and I always get a chill down my spine when I peek in for a read, but it is a very well-written and interesting blog and a visit is recommended. Just be careful not to get locked in!

Saturday, 12 May 2012

Penny and the Image Appropriation

It’s no doubt all that exposure to schoolgirl story books, but I thought it would be nice to spruce my ‘about me’ and ‘contact me’ pages up a bit by adding a couple of lovely vintage pictures. Is there nothing that these wonderful images can’t make better?

Thursday, 10 May 2012

Penny and the Stolen Handbag, Part 3

Wicked schoolgirls Penny and Emma have been caught stealing and sent to the office of their victim... strict teacher Miss Tittie-Thyme! It goes without saying that they will be punished for their crime. But just what form will their punishment take?

Wednesday, 9 May 2012

Penny and the Stolen Handbag, Part 2

In yesterday’s instalment of our thrilling schoolgirl tale, naughty Penny and her friends stole a teacher’s handbag from her desk – then left the school grounds to spend her money on booze! Will the thieving little madams get away with this outrage, or will they be brought to justice? Let’s see...

Sounds serious... find out just how serious in tomorrow’s spankingly exciting conclusion!

Tuesday, 8 May 2012

Penny and the Stolen Handbag, Part 1

As you may know, I love vintage ‘girl’s own’ books and stories: things like Girl’s Crystal and Schoolgirl’s Own, from the early-to-mid twentieth century. They have such charm, and are so wonderfully evocative of a now-bygone age.

Anyway. I was reading a picture story in one such book and I thought what fun it would be to subvert an innocent artefact for my own nefarious purposes by making up my own kinky dialogue.

And so, for your reading pleasure, I present part one of ‘Penny and the Stolen Handbag’...

Oh my! Whatever will happen next?

Saturday, 5 May 2012

Céad míle fáilte

Another new site to add to my links!

Spanking the Shamrock is the blog of Dante, an Irish gentleman with an eye for a pretty girl and a strict outlook on how misbehaving young ladies should be treated. His blog is very new, having only started in March, and it already features some very diverting posts. Do pay him a visit and enjoy the spanking craic!

P.S. The title of this post is a traditional Irish greeting that I learned when I went on holiday there last year. It means ‘a hundred thousand welcomes’. At least, that’s what I was told it meant...

Friday, 4 May 2012

How do I spank thee? Let me count the ways

In celebration of it being Friday, here is another poem wot I wrote. This one was ‘composed’ in honour of TFD’s very hot post about grown women throwing tantrums, and so can be read as an imagined contretemps between he and I...

The Tantrum (for TFD)

Oh! Kicking and yelling and crying,
Her antics were ever so trying.
She squealed and she bounced
As her hiney was trounced
Then spent the whole afternoon sighing.

Wednesday, 2 May 2012

Out and about

Now, I know that the primary purpose of this blog is to titillate with naughty tales of spanking, but I thought that, for a bit of variety, you might like to read about a day trip BH and I took last week.

We went to York (the old one, not the new one), which is a wonderful, pretty, quirky place, with some seriously ancient, beautiful buildings. Like these:

The whole place just breathes history and atmosphere. It’s a bit like walking round a huge, living museum. (With shops). Look! History!

I bet imreadonly2 remembers that day well... :D

One of the first shops we popped into was actually one of the best. In England there’s a sort-of charity called the National Trust that looks after historic buildings. And their shop in York (which sits in the shadow of the breathtaking Minster) is just bursting with cute trinkets and books and effects that speak of a more elegant, bygone age. (Think 1940s/50s England, big band music, and housewives in gorgeous tea dresses making homemade jam). I bought a couple of little bird/heart ornaments:

And I was spoilt for choice of nostalgia-rich books. I know a book is something of a luxury purchase, but I treated myself and splashed out on one called I Used to Know That:

You know when you just have to buy something? It was like that. The book is a kind of textbook-digest, with facts and figures and explanations of all sorts of things that one might have learned in school and half-forgotten since. It’s great! Interesting, useful, and really good for getting into an old-school school mood. Also perfect for those with a slightly flighty attention span (ahem): open it on a random page and you have a piece on algebraic equations. Flick forward and you have the Kings and Queens of England. It’s a bit like surfing the internet, but with the added loveliness of paper and ink. I rather suspect that it might be used in future home schooling lessons…

Anyway. What else can I tell you? The rain held off (just about) all day, we had a mini-picnic in a beautiful park, wandered round the Viking museum, walked along the city walls, went in loads of shops (and I sighed over many lovely, but unaffordable, frocks), had a cocktail in an ever-so bohemian bar, then a candlelit meal in an Italian restaurant, then made our way home, happy as clams. (Though I’m sure I will come to regret buying that book when I’m tested on geometry). All in all a really lovely day, and I wasn’t spanked once!

P.S. Attention fans of ye olde stuffe: York even has a shop that sells armour (!)

Perfect anti-spanking wear!

Tuesday, 1 May 2012

Becky in the naughty corner

A very nice surprise in my emails this morning: it seems my writing pal Becky Sharpe has started a blog of her own! Her lovely, shiny new blog is called The Naughty Corner, which is a very appropriate home for such a little minx.

Becky is a very clever girl (if a very school-fixated one) and I can’t wait to see what treats she has in store. Do drop by and give her a friendly spank hello!

Update: Oh, that little tinker. Just look at the gift she sent me as a thank you:

Well, really!