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Tuesday, 20 August 2013

Quick Fantasy - Assignment Due

"Looks like someone might be staying back after school with Miss Hanson..."

I had so much fun writing the expanded "new boy at school's welcome paddling" fantasy that I found my mind wandering onto other similar scenarios. Like this one, below...


It's Friday and you're sitting in your last class for the day, looking forward to the weekend... your first week at your new school has been a rather trying one and it will be good to take a break.

As the last bell rings, your teacher, Miss Hanson, nonchalantly announces that all students are to turn in their assignments before leaving, as they are due today.

What assignment? Your tummy churns; being only here a few days, you didn't even know about any assignment being due, much less have had the chance to have written it!

Nervously, you wait until everyone else has left, each one depositing their papers on Miss Hanson's desk as they pass by and head out the door, until only you and your teacher remain in the classroom.

"Is there something you wanted?" she asks you, raising an eyebrow.

Sunday, 29 July 2012

Flashback - The Lady Awaits

"The Lady Awaits"

Following on from the 'lady of the manor' and 'dominant maid' themes of this previous piece and post, I am revisiting this old artwork of mine from long ago; one of my earliest, in fact.

Despite the obvious limitations of the software and models I had to work with, I really like how the two ladies - particularly the maid in the foreground - turned out. The maid's uniform is - IMO - very sexy, and her cleavage just as enticing as that of the more detailed models I've used in more recent years!

My thoughts behind this one, as I recall, were simple: 'you' (the viewer) have been summoned to the Lady of the Manor's study for "correction". The smug maid leads the way, clearly enjoying your nervous expression as she opens the study door to reveal Her Ladyship and her hairbrush!

While the maid his clearly pleased with the whole situation, her fiery-haired Mistress in the study looks decidedly unamused and ready to meter out some serious punishment!

Something in the maid's expression reminds me of comments made on my birching piece earlier: that the maid has some sort of 'relationship' with the spankee (here, the viewer) either explicitly as lovers or rivals... or simply that one may have secret feelings (a 'crush' or perhaps disdain?) for the other.

But what about 'you' here, in this point-of-view piece?

Are you a servant at the Manor; a houseboy, a maid, a stable hand or kitchen scullion? Are you about to receive firm chastisement for a job poorly done... an unmade bed, a dusty mantle, an unswept stable... tsk, tsk! Or perhaps it's a simple case of "behavior unacceptable to your position" ("You were doing what with the stable girl?!").

Or maybe you don't 'work' here... maybe you're a visitor to the manor house? Perhaps a relative of the Mistress - a nephew/niece, perhaps? -  staying there for the week, and now finding yourself in trouble with your imperious, wealthy Aunt and about to get a taste of hard, noisy hairbrush discipline across her skirted lap?

Whoever 'you' are, here, I suspect that the maid seen here will be secretly remaining just outside that closed study door, smiling as she listens to the sounds of sharp, stinging reports of the wooden-backed brush against tender bare skin, her Mistress' scolding voice, and the pleading, tearful sobs of someone being very soundly spanked indeed.

That is unless, of course, Mistress requests the maid's presence in the study, to help hold you down for your spanking...

Friday, 9 December 2011

Art: Knowing He's Next

"Knowing He's Next"

To me, one of the most exciting and terrifying part of spanking is "the wait": knowing with utter certainty that you are going to be spanked, and that it's only a matter of time before your hot-bottomed doom occurs!

It could be standing in a corner, pants down with the cool air reminding you how bare and exposed you are, waiting for those footsteps and the voice that announces "turn around and come out of that corner!". It could be after having been sent to your room, sitting on your bed with your pulse racing, eyes glued to the door handle as you wait for it to turn and open, decreeing at last that "it's time". It could be sitting outside the head mistress' office with other doomed miscreants, listening to the crack of a cane or paddle and howls for mercy from behind the door, as the queue thins out until it's your turn at last!

Taking that concept one step further is the idea of actually being right there in the same room as a spanking-in-progress, and knowing you're next for exactly the same! Having to watch and listen as your fellow spankee is smacked to a tearful mess, with full knowledge that "that will be you" any minute... well, that's just scary! Especially since you're getting to see just how hard your soon-to-be-spanker can hit, how strong her arm is, and how merciless she is no doubt going to be with you!

With this artwork, I wanted to capture that "oh god, I'm going to get that too!" vibe for a spankee in such a position. Here, our naughty boys have no doubt be ordered to strip naked and lay face down on their beds, a pillow under their hips to raise their bottoms up to present a more inviting target. Whether they've been waiting in that position for their punishment for a few minutes or several hours, I'm not sure (what do you think?).

Was their wait in tearful misery, both openly acknowledging that they were really "for it" now? Or perhaps they were both angry and sulky, making a "manly" pact between them to "not cry" and maybe even "don't show those girls that it hurts"? If the latter was the case, it's clear now that the one currently under the belt isn't honoring that pact at all, and that the young man in the foreground already knows he won't be able to either!

Indeed, while it's quite expected and natural for the young man being leathered by an angry young woman's belt to be howling and sobbing his lungs out, the boy in the foreground is already crying (tears of fear and anticipation, it seems?) too. Scrunching a pillow over his head and screwing his eyes shut tight, he tries to block out the sounds of his fellow (friend? cousin? brother?) spankee's childish screams and frantic pleas for mercy, but those braying wails and loud cracking of the belt - sounds that fills that small upstairs bedroom - are far too loud to muffle. Besides, nothing can distract his thoughts from the inevitability of his belt-spanking... he's next, he knows it, and it's really going to hurt!

Which raises an interesting question, I think: when you and another person are going to be spanked, who is (comparatively) better off? The one being spanked first, or the one being spanked last? Thoughts?

I'm not sure, incidentally, what the actual reason/scenario for this clearly severe belt-thrashing is, here. I am tempted to say the two girls are sisters, with tough 'big sis' dishing out a leathering for teasing/annoying/displeasing 'little sis'. The younger girl certainly seems quite smugly amused by the two boys' predicament here. Perhaps they 'earned' this strapping for something they did or said to her? Or perhaps she just made something up and told 'big sis', knowing she'd believe her over them? Is this a 'family' (brothers and sisters)? Perhaps one of the boys is a hapless friend, just there for a sleepover? Perhaps the strapper is actually the babysitter for all three of the others? All those ideas work for me... but what do you think?

Friday, 2 September 2011

Story: The Wait

By Banjo
(with thanks to Colin, for the original inspiration)


Robert pulled back the curtains of his second-story bedroom window and peered out for what seemed like the hundredth time that hour.

It was a beautiful summer’s day outside in the grounds of the palatial manor house at which he lived, yet it felt to Robert like a single dark storm cloud was hovering directly over his bedroom: a harbinger of his impending doom.

Any moment now, Miss Anushka was coming to soundly smack his bare bottom.