‘Crying already? Why we haven’t even started yet. What a fuss. You
really are a silly girl aren’t you? I’ll give you something to really cry
about, you wretched thing.’
Excellent work, Darcy! I have to say that I find a drawing like this, depicting a jowelly older master with a begowned, shapeless frame, more to my taste than the male figures you've sometimes drawn in the past which, though also mature, have had angular good looks and a brawny masculinity. This fellow is almost like a realistic representation of a stout schoolmaster from the pages of 'Beano' or 'The Dandy' and that I like. The girl is exquisite. Pretty, feline face. Wide-eyed apprehension through her tears. Long, curling blonde hair. Full, hour-glass figure. Hot big tits with the folds of her thin vest straining against them. Old-fashioned bush. Her bare arms look toned - appealing in this vulnerable pose, though another choice might have been to draw them slender in the style of a schoolgirl sketched by Alan Bell. The master's hand on her flank, the sense that he's sadistically enjoying being 'up' this close to this half-naked girl, who's undressed on his instruction. Should she turn to look him in the face, as he might require her to do, she'd see his cold, stony-eyed lust, bearing on her through his round spectacles, and she'd cry some more. The caption is perfect. An avuncular tone giving way to true menace. Judging by his comment and her blushing, tear-stained face, her knickerless bottom is probably smarting already with the impact of several resounding hand smacks, or at least some liberal groping, but as he says he hasn't even started yet...
Thanks again, Darcy. Superb! And well described, Colin. I’m definitely with you on the master. I love those academic, pompous types, the most cringe-making for a girl to receive a semi-naked punishment session from. Whilst it is plausible that our chap is a schoolmaster with his hands on one of the more choice girls of the upper sixth, I think the look of the girl leans slightly more towards a university setting. Perhaps he is a professor, formerly a respected academic at a prestigious university, having been caught once too often feeling up one of the new female undergraduates, he finds that his only employment opportunity is in a third rate former polytechnic. He once bemoaned the opening up of higher education to the uneducated masses and student loans that would never be repaid, as a means for layabouts to avoid getting an actual job by enrolling in Media Studies or Fashion Design or other such poppycock. However, he has rather changed his views, since this liberalisation delivers up, each new academic year, a fresh clutch of impecunious cock-teasers for his delectation. Not long into the first term, more than one girl will have spent her entire term’s loan on partying and clothes and will thus be ‘ripe for plucking’ as he terms it. The girl depicted certainly fits into that category. The pleading look and fresh tears come after he tells her exactly what his price is and the girl’s hands instinctively move to cover her bush. I love the way his hand firmly grasps her hip: I’ve got you, young lady, and there’s nothing you can do about it!
Well said. In fact, I see some resemblance between the girl in the sketch and a certain presenter of a morning television programme who is noted for having in the past blushed up on air at a mention of the topic of spanking. One wonders whether the woman in question started out on a Media Studies course. I can't be bothered to look it up.
Excellent work, Darcy! I have to say that I find a drawing like this, depicting a jowelly older master with a begowned, shapeless frame, more to my taste than the male figures you've sometimes drawn in the past which, though also mature, have had angular good looks and a brawny masculinity. This fellow is almost like a realistic representation of a stout schoolmaster from the pages of 'Beano' or 'The Dandy' and that I like. The girl is exquisite. Pretty, feline face. Wide-eyed apprehension through her tears. Long, curling blonde hair. Full, hour-glass figure. Hot big tits with the folds of her thin vest straining against them. Old-fashioned bush. Her bare arms look toned - appealing in this vulnerable pose, though another choice might have been to draw them slender in the style of a schoolgirl sketched by Alan Bell. The master's hand on her flank, the sense that he's sadistically enjoying being 'up' this close to this half-naked girl, who's undressed on his instruction. Should she turn to look him in the face, as he might require her to do, she'd see his cold, stony-eyed lust, bearing on her through his round spectacles, and she'd cry some more. The caption is perfect. An avuncular tone giving way to true menace. Judging by his comment and her blushing, tear-stained face, her knickerless bottom is probably smarting already with the impact of several resounding hand smacks, or at least some liberal groping, but as he says he hasn't even started yet...
ReplyDeleteThanks again, Darcy. Superb! And well described, Colin. I’m definitely with you on the master. I love those academic, pompous types, the most cringe-making for a girl to receive a semi-naked punishment session from. Whilst it is plausible that our chap is a schoolmaster with his hands on one of the more choice girls of the upper sixth, I think the look of the girl leans slightly more towards a university setting. Perhaps he is a professor, formerly a respected academic at a prestigious university, having been caught once too often feeling up one of the new female undergraduates, he finds that his only employment opportunity is in a third rate former polytechnic. He once bemoaned the opening up of higher education to the uneducated masses and student loans that would never be repaid, as a means for layabouts to avoid getting an actual job by enrolling in Media Studies or Fashion Design or other such poppycock. However, he has rather changed his views, since this liberalisation delivers up, each new academic year, a fresh clutch of impecunious cock-teasers for his delectation. Not long into the first term, more than one girl will have spent her entire term’s loan on partying and clothes and will thus be ‘ripe for plucking’ as he terms it. The girl depicted certainly fits into that category. The pleading look and fresh tears come after he tells her exactly what his price is and the girl’s hands instinctively move to cover her bush. I love the way his hand firmly grasps her hip: I’ve got you, young lady, and there’s nothing you can do about it!
DeleteWell said. In fact, I see some resemblance between the girl in the sketch and a certain presenter of a morning television programme who is noted for having in the past blushed up on air at a mention of the topic of spanking. One wonders whether the woman in question started out on a Media Studies course. I can't be bothered to look it up.
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