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It is All About Time
It is already Thursday and I haven’t posted since Monday, you may have noticed. It is all a question of time. I hope to post The Sinclair Method later this week and then on with In the Service of the...
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The Real Prussian Girls
Prussia was the largest country in what is now Germany, occupying the north of that territory with its capital in Berlin. I will spare you the history, but by reputation Prussian society was austere,...
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Sisters sans merci
The prurient interest in flagellation and the cloistered nuns goes back as far as the Sisters of Vespa in pagan Rome. Medieval engravings depict myriad floggings of nuns, by nuns and not always in the...
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On Birches, Brooms and Bottoms
Much has been written about the birch. A Voice even carried some anecdotes a few years ago about the old country custom of sending maids out dressed only in their shift to gather birch roads for a good...
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Cometh the Krampus
“Father please, I didn’t…” Elizabeth Kalstein gulped as she trawled her brain for a magic word to placate him. She was a comely blonde with an aristocratic bearing. Her perfect nose was perhaps a...
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Cometh the Krampus (2)
Part One here. An hour later she faced a wall of trees and almost turned back. But beyond she could already see the rising cliffs and the cleft between them just as Marta had said. Furthermore no...
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Cometh the Krampus (3)
Began here. The castle was much as she had left it and it was with some apprehension that Elizabeth approached the gates. After all she had been out all night and all without permission. Since her...
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Cometh the Krampus (4)
Began here. The castle had been quiet for hours. By the time the captain of the guard heard of any commotion in the royal apartments, Krampus had long since gone and the once sobbing princesses within...
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Cometh the Krampus (5)
Began here. The party to celebrate the nuptials of the year was winding down. Most of the guests had already retired to bed and the few that remained were deep in their cups exchanging nonsense and...
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The Real Little Typists
The line drawing by Malteste is taken from the Petite Dactylo (the little typist), which was a spanking novella by Pierre Dumarchey, published under the name of Sadie Blackeyes. The heroine of the...
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It is a Spanking World
Imagine a world where the spanking agenda was everywhere. Think of times and places where BDSM and its relations informed many of the choices and infused many of the people who dwell there. That world...
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Curing the Cowgirl Blues
Some years ago another blog ran a feature on a strange and rare 1941 mainstream Gene Autre western called the Singing Hill. The movie in question was a cheesy musical of no particular note but at its...
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Ostara: Chased by the Hare
You probably know that the so-called Easter Bunny wasn’t a rabbit, but a hare. You probably know too that this hare is a manifestation of an Anglo-Saxon/Northern European Pagan goddess called...
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Holodeck Hell (part 5)
Part one here The gown chosen for her was of tightly drawn velvet over another corset. As she entered the great hall where the nobility had gathered for breakfast, she noted that most of the women...
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An Unseemly Woman
I was looking for some stories arising from Easter, a traditional spanking season, for an article. I found a whole lot of posts around various pagan festivals, many of which have some spanking (or...
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Holodeck Hell (part 11)
Part one here Tzara had been ‘crucified’ facing a large wooden cross. There were no nails, but the triangle of wood that bore most of her weight was getting decidedly uncomfortable. She felt that she...
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Holodeck Hell (part 12)
Part one here Karl ran his eyes over the two proffered bare bottoms and smiled. Both were red and slightly swollen with raised welts forming large ovals on each bottom cheek. If serving wenches had...
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Holodeck Hell (part 13)
Part one here It had been over a week since the episode in the dungeon. Neither woman had sat down since then, but no real harm had come to them. The men in their lives quickly forgave and forgot....
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Birching Foot Note
Google reader has so many random publications. If you have the patience just about every newspaper and magazine ever published must be there somewhere. This little snippet was in a small corner of The...
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