Ebooks and Videos

Just to let everyone know my plans, you’ll obviously have noted the change in domain. Part of the reason for this is strictly technical — the new hosting service is much more up to date and allows me to more easily access and update the site. A bigger part of the change is that I [...] . . . → Read More: Ebooks and Videos

Glycerine

She sees herself kneeling in the corner, white tank top* above, behind bared below. The cane waiting, propped against the door. Her bottom sticks out; thrust back, the way she’s told to keep it, her nose against the wall so she can’t see what’s going on behind her. Who’s walking past, what the time is [...] . . . → Read More: Glycerine

The Waiting

It was very bad for me to miss your meeting. I hope you’d still see me if only to punish me. The bottom is red hot, elevated, the panties pulled aside to reveal the cheeks, and the engorged pudenda at the base. Between the cheeks, the anus, not yet probed, not yet violated; but those [...] . . . → Read More: The Waiting

Adam & Eve

The Lord God took the man and put him in the Garden of Eden to work it and take care of it. And the Lord God commanded the man, “You are free to eat from any tree in the garden; but you must not eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil, [...] . . . → Read More: Adam & Eve

Memory (Part 3)

All you can see down the hallway and through the open door at its end is the naked behind, the cheeks tensed, the tube coming out from between them. Even at a distance it’s clear that the behind is feminine, and young. And even without seeing the body or the face it’s clear that the [...] . . . → Read More: Memory (Part 3)

Memory (Part 2)

It was quite clinical, but I was so disoriented by my embarrassment and lust that it’s all quite a blur. I remember they made me watch the screen to observe the progress of their exam, and I had difficulty connecting what I was watching with the feeling of my anus stretched and invaded, a warm [...] . . . → Read More: Memory (Part 2)

Memory

The thoughts are there, every night as she lies in bed. The thoughts, the memories, suppressed at the time, strong now. College, a bad diet … and then the procedure to see if there was anything truly wrong. College, so she wasn’t a child; but on the other hand, she was hardly an adult either. [...] . . . → Read More: Memory

The Consequences of Misbehavior

© mrstrict1@aol.com. This material is copyrighted and may not be reproduced in any form without the explicit permission of mrstrict1@aol.com. . . . → Read More: The Consequences of Misbehavior

A Naughty Girl Waits for a Punishment Enema

© mrstrict1@aol.com. This material is copyrighted and may not be reproduced in any form without the explicit permission of mrstrict1@aol.com. . . . → Read More: A Naughty Girl Waits for a Punishment Enema

The Bicycle (Conclusion)

The Headmaster had his office on the third floor of the school; a capacious set of rooms with a full window in each that overlooked the inner courtyard which the girls routinely passed through on their way to and from their classes. It’s important to picture these windows: coated with years of grime that drifted [...] . . . → Read More: The Bicycle (Conclusion)