Sir grabs my hand and pulls me towards him. He stares at me and my chin falls. "Susie, you are to be punished," he states. He leads me towards the spanking horse. Taking my hand, he pulls me over it. My skirt rises, revealing my maroon gym knickers. Each leg of the horse is fitted with a leather cuff. Sir binds me tightly by the wrists and ankles. I hear...
I had had it coming. Too many indiscretions, too many late nights out with the girls and now his patience had snapped. Being a good, attentive submissive is never easy. Sometimes, despite the lure and escape of submission, humiliation and chastisement at his hands, I choose a night out with the girls from the office. That Sunday, when I had failed to call hi...
Look above to see Victoria. A short while ago ago she would have been horrified by anyone seeing her topless let alone photographing it. Now instead she's smiling for her new school photos. Why you might ask? Because as part of her education at "St. Anne’s Reformatory School for Troubled Girls" she's been kept completely nude for the last three mon...
A new life with a new wife and the acquisition of a sealed box, the contents of which were destined to change our lives and teach me more about Susan and myself than we thought possible. Susan was the intuitive one in our partnership, meticulous in attention to detail and extremely sensitive to emotions and feelings, while I represented a more happy go luck...
A new morning and new possibilities. Still aroused from my behaviour last night, and the fact that my lovely wife had appeared to enjoy me being rougher than usual, meant that the fires of passion were still running through my body and the welcome task of rummaging through the contents of our box did little to subdue them. Susan was sleeping like a baby,...
IV Control The spirit of the deceased Victorian Reformatory Overseer found that the longer he inhabited Trish's mind the easier it became to find his way around. Moving around a mind is not like being in a city as thoughts are not neat and separate like buildings. It is more like being in a forest and finding one's way between bundles of synapses and though...
Soames and Rosie watched the snowball fight going on through the window. The young men and women, well covered in jackets, scarves, gloves and stocking caps were merrily pelting a pudgy, naked man who kept stumbling around in the middle of Soames's big yard. Well, it wasn't really Soames's yard. The owner of the building currently housing the Will Power C...
Her parents had wanted to take them out to dinner for their fifth anniversary, but Kim and her husband, Chris, had these plans made for over three months and nothing was going to stop them. Each year, they always tried to do something different and exciting for their anniversary and this year was no exception. While driving to their destination, Chris looke...
Tonight was finally upon her, Amelia had waited exactly a month at midnight tonight of toiling through her Amelia Bedila punishment; for being such a rotten girl the last time she had been instructed to play for master. Worse than that, she had given attitude and had pointed out very logical and simple things when she was instructed to pee in the cooler and...
In the schoolroom thirty girls, aged from 18 to 21, wearing thirty grey Hazely Reformatory skirts and pullovers, sit at thirty desks, studying the arithmetic problems on the blackboard. At the front of the schoolroom Miss Bulstrode, a strapping woman with a short, dyke's haircut, paces backwards and forwards, scrutinising the girls keenly, pausing now and t...