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Dancing with the Devil

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Story by Jean-Philippe Aubourg  from Janus 155 , the second in the series following the misadventures of young Siobhan. Siobhan lifted her skirt and went over the Bishop’s lap. It seemed no matter how she tried she had not been able to keep out of trouble for the past year. This time it was for staying out half an hour later than her curfew. It would only be a hand spanking, but at the age of twenty she really did not think even that was fair. At least it was not the bishop’s size ten slipper. She had received twenty strokes with that last month when she burnt the dinner because she became engrossed in some book. Her bottom had been sore for days. She felt her knickers being rolled down her thighs to the top of her stockings and her small bottom twitched in fear. His large hand fondled both cheeks, enfolding each completely in his palm, checking they were in perfect condition for punishment he always told her. As she clos...

Lunch Time Masquerades

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From Blushes 63 Should she tell Ian? About Mr Wilmox and his masks. There was no real reason not to, no reason to hide it. It was the sort of thing you would tell your husband. Mr Wilmox’s fantastic collection of masks. The only thing preventing Linda telling was that the masks were at Mr Wilmox’s house and he had taken her there to see them. At lunch time. Ian might see something in that. Linda going to Mr Wilmox’s house with him. Just the two of them. He might possibly think that Mr Wilmox fancied her. Ian was very ready to believe other men were going to fancy Linda, and perhaps with reason. Linda was very attractive: tallish with long legs and a delightfully slim but well-rounded figure; plus a full, ripe mouth and big brown eyes, her face framed in short and stylishly-shaped chestnut hair. Ian didn’t really like the idea of Linda having a job, he would rather she was at home all day looking after their little house. Then she ...