Corner time is a dreaded part of domestic discipline.
It's kind to let a poor girl sit down, if she can.
Corner time is a dreaded part of domestic discipline.
It's kind to let a poor girl sit down, if she can.
In book two of the Simon Says series, Simon demands that Sadie ask for a spanking she has more than earned. Will she ask him? And how? Maybe she'll phone it in.
Whenever I’m writing my domestic discipline stories, I find it helps to look at pictures of what I’m trying to describe. Here are two photos that I found in Tumblr posted by GiraffeDogCat. They illustrate what is happening now in scenes in book 2 of the Simon Says series.
At one point, Simon has trapped Sadie’s legs with his right leg. I imagine her bottom looks just like this when his hand lands.
The other photo shows what I think might be a view from under the table in a subsequent scene.
Of course I’m doing lots of other ‘hands on’ research but I won’t say whose hands are where.
Two of my scenes on Saturday Spankings (see blogs Feb 5 and 26th) have focused on hairbrush spankings. In that vein I bring you:
One hundred strokes a night would make the naughtiest woman rethink her behaviour. Thanks to the Red Rump site for this great old advertisement. http://redrump.blogspot.ca/ Although that site is more about women giving spankings than receiving them.
In my book, Simon Says, Simon uses a switch on Sadie in the woods. Research tells me this is a very painful way for a girl to take her medicine.
I'd call this design a work of art, wouldn't you?
Dark art!
Apparently it's Swedish before 1858. All I can say is even with all those skirts on - OUCH! A bundle of switches like that is going to hurt something awful.
The expressions of the women watching add to the mood of this painting. I have no idea whose work it is. Any thoughts?
This image must be from the 1950's or 60's. Have you seen it before? Any idea of its history?
I didn't see this cover of the September 1975 issue of National Lampoon (I believe the artist was Bernie Lettick). When my boyfriend Gavin sent it to me in the form of a greeting card, almost ten years later, I knew he was the one for me. Over twenty-five years later he still knows how to warm my...uh...heart.