I have always done this for free, but everything seems to be going up for me.
What with my rent for the studio, and what I pay for data and hosting rising, I might have to have access for members only, at a monthly charge. Plus paying models, it is costing me around £8000 a year and to give it all away for free is looking like a silly thing for me to be doing.
You will still be able to see me on my four Tumblr Blogs for free. But the new laws on stopping children gaining access to sites will soon be out. YET MORE EXPENSE FOR ME.
Sorry, I am thinking of a yearly charge o around £20 or monthly at £3 (£36 p.a.) maybe more…sorry.
i am building a page to put her work on, she is a very competent AI Spanking Artist, and a superb writer.
Laura’s Bio ..
My name is Laura. I’m a 26 year old girl from Italy. I like writing, drawing, and I’ve always been into spanking, at least since I can remember. When I was little I witnessed a few spankings, mild ones, yet those images still echo in mind. Growing up my curiosity turned into fascination. When I was an adolescent, the Internet allowed me to navigate and lose myself into hundreds of spanking images, videos and stories. It felt like a virtual paradise to me. I even wanted to get spanked by my parents but that never happened. I never had the courage to ask for it. I turned my pulsions into fantasies and I started writing about it. More recently I also started a blog on tumblr, called “Portraits of Spanked Girls”. I believe Spanking to be one of those passions that will never stop fueling my imagination and my feelings. It’s a hot source of pleasure, if you know what I mean. Spanking is a second life for me, and I’ll never regret my secret vice. Cheers to all the spankos out there.
Matilda Jane was getting steadily naughtier after her antics on the bike, and people seeing her bare bottom. She was turned on very much. She walked around the local Park, it was quiet, and peaceful.
She sat down on a bench. Took off her knickers, sat on them, and began to touch herself. She felt safe, nobody was near.
At first she hid her navy blue school knickers behind her. But…
The fresh cool air on her pussy, in public, thrilled her.
As she began to move around the park to different benches, she found that putting her knickers in provocative positions made her pussy feel extra responsive.
Very soon, her naughtiness took over, and sitting down in various places with her knickers displayed, she opened her legs wide, displaying her ripe, firm, tight pussy.
Then she could resist it no longer, and began to finger her pussy with wide-open legs. It was so engorged.
At various benches, she did the same until she had a wonderful loud gutteral, orgasm.
She sat, feeling rather clever, the Navy Blue Pimpernel of public masturbation!
She felt, untraceable, untouchable, and elusive.
Until the first woman walked up, less than a minute after her tumultuous orgasm. ” You disgusting naughty dirty girl, doing that in public, and so loud!! I know your mummy very well via the Women’s Institute, I am sure she will be interested in the photos I have been taking if you!!!!”
“No, no, please don’t tell mummy!” She begged, but the thrill of being caught and called disgusting, dirty, and naughty, made her pussy react violently, and she squirted all over her knickers on the floor!!!
The disgusted woman walked away dramatically, talking over her shoulder.”Your Mummy will be hearing from me!!”
She picked up her knickers and pushed them behind her back.
Soon after, only just a minute or so after her orgasm, another lady walked up and sat beside her.
“I agree with every word that woman said, and I too have taken photographs, AND A VIDEO SHOWING HOW CLOSE TO PEOPLE YOU WERE, you naughty girl! I hope your Mummy spanks you very hard young lady. I know her very well indeed, and I will tell…..!!”
She looked at the pool of pussy juice. “You dirty girl!”
She took a photo of it and stood up. Then walked away tutting!
Charlotte and Samantha’s house backs on to a boy they like, some nights they put their bedroom light on and give him a show…they know he has a school knickers fetish..
Oh, it looks like he has cum…..let’s see what they show him tomorrow night!
To read the rest, you need to go on a little journey! Click on ‘Photo Stories’ , and scroll down to number 87, click on it, and you will find over 20 more stories…..scroll down to number four…
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continued…
Samantha moved her pet over to her flogging horse.
She flexed her dragon cane, and spoke, strictly. “I am going to wrap this cane right around your bare bottom, get yourself up and over.”
‘yes Mistress’s Said Charlotte as she pushed up.
She presented her bare bottom at a perfect height for thrashing, and Miss Kenworthy wasted no time.
WHACK!!
‘Yeeeeeowwwww!!!” Squealed Charlotte as she kicked her legs violently, stretching taut her crisp white school knickers, between her shins.
This sight excited Samantha….
WHACK!!! WHACK!!! THWAAAACK!!!
“Owwwwwwww! Ooooooooooh! Arrrrrrrrgh!”
The thrashing continued until Miss Kenworthy’s satisfaction was reached.
Thwacks and screams echoed around the punishment room, and searing red lines decorated Charlotte’s cheeks.
Poor Jean Marie had put a lot of work into writing some stories to some of my photos and AI images. But she sadly left us.
I am missing her and putting them up would remind me of the fun we had, so I am not bothering.
But I am cheering up very quickly…
I put an advert on Tumblr asking for a female writer of Spanking Literature, and a well known 26 year old woman from Italy applied.
She has written a trial piece, and it is excellent, so she has taken Jean Marie’s vacant space. So I am back up to four, two women and two men….Brigitte, Laura, Maestro and Robbie….what a team!
So, say hello to
Laura from Italy…
We are already getting along well, I think you will like her.
To read more of B’s lovely spanking stories, click on ‘Links and Contributors’ and then click on ‘Contributors’. Scroll down to her page .
Pom-pom part 8
During our cheer leading practice, Jack my American boyfriend saw, as the whole football team, that Belinda and I were punished. A cheerleader’s skirt doesn’t hide much when one has received a good belting for poor grades.
As soon as we were all let out, the boys flocked around the girls. Jack gave me a breathtaking kiss with both his hands grabbing my still tender bum. I wanted to tell him to be gentle, but my tongue was busy and I couldn’t say more than “Hummph…”no
When he had to catch his breath, and allowed me to breath, as well. I pounded his chest with my fists, “Big brute !”
He pulled out a small jar of cream with a wide smile, “Now that we have been acquainted may I rub it ?”
I laughed, and he took that for a yes. He gave me another super kiss without clawing my bum this time. When we had to come up for fresh air, he whispered. “I have a big car…”
It was indeed a big old American car with a sofa like rear seat. He was very gentle, but boys will be boys… “No! You’re not taking down my knickers nor my panties, whatever you call them !”
When back home Belinda reminded me, “With such report cards we best stand in the corner, skirt up and panties down !”
Aunty Angelina approved, “Belinda and Babette, my two naughty girls ! F in French… I see that Miss Jane did a good job with her belt. You are spared my switch !”
We pulled our knickers up, adjusted our skirts and ran upstairs to join our sisters and good girls Lilla and Loulou.
A few weeks later it was the Nationals at the Walt Disney Resort in Orlando. We flew. Americans fly as Europeans take trains, but their domestic flights are so so. I was at Euro Disney near Paris when I was a little girl and it was great fun. Disney Resort at Orlando was something else ! It was giga mega huge.
Miss G.I. Jane got rooms at the Walt Disney World Dolphin. It was quite a treat ! A superb hotel with several swimming pools, and a minibus reserved for us. We weren’t the only team staying there, and we had booked a private gym as we didn’t want to reveal our surprise for the competition. Two of the Cowboys Cheerleaders had traveled with us to help our coach.
The first day of the competition kinda knocked the wind out of us. “Whoa! Some of them are really very very good !”
We regained confidence when our coach told us that our secret weapon was delivered at the competition’s venue…
When we revealed and erected our balance beam one judge objected that it could be dangerous, other judges argued that the same could be said of pyramids. They eventually decided to vote and our balance beam was approved by an overwhelming majority of judges.
After our new pyramid and French cancan line dancing. Belinda and Veronica walked on hands while doing splits on the beam. Loulou and I did forward and backward cartwheels on the beam. Abigail and Lilla did French cancan dancing on our beam. We were applauded and cheered. We got nines and eights from all the judges except the one who had objected to our balance beam. We couldn’t win with his poor grade, but we made second !
I would remember that day all my life… I was looking forward to welcoming Belinda and Lilla in France…
