Room 2D

From Blushes 20, featuring Janus model Claire Lake as Anthea Ryder Anthea observed her nude body in the bathroom mirror with a critical eye. She made a face. Yes she definitely could lose a few pounds round her hips. She took a wedge of flesh at her waist between finger and thumb. Pinch an inch they said. Oh Christ! Not that she was flabby, nothing like that. At 22 Anthea Ryder had what most men would consider a magnificent figure. Big, firmly-jutting boobs and a ripely rounded backside and as she was also quite tall she didn’t look fat. Yes, most men  did  consider it a magnificent figure — and some of them told her so. That was nice, any woman liked that. Anthea would smile a coy smile and say she was a happily married woman. And of course a faithful one. Well most of the time she was. She made another face and pinched the offending flesh harder, bringing a sharp grimace. She wasn’t fit, she had to get fit. Or fitter at least. That was what she said to Gavin a few minutes lat

Penultimate part of the series by Paul Melrose, from Februs 44 Theroigne de Mericourt was born Anne-Joseph Mericourt into a rich Liege family in 1762. Her upbringing was chaste and modest, the young girl brought up in the Church by God-fearing parents. It was their intention that their young daughter should take holy orders and indeed she took instruction for four years in her teens with a view to entering a convent. However, it was not to be for Anne-Joseph Mericourt, who had blossomed into a truly beautiful young woman, decided that the cloistered life of the convent was not for her. To the chagrin of her devoted parents Anne-Joseph decided, in 1784, to seek her fame and fortune in Paris, for her beauty had attracted much favourable comment. She changed her name to Theroigne, presumable because she felt that Anne-Joseph lacked a little glamour. It was not long before she became the favourite of the Paris Opera set, always seen at opening nights, always the Belle of the Ball. She wa

Concluding the story from New Blushes Uniform Girls 2.20 And now the girl and the man are in a loft. A bare-boarded floor and large roof timbers angling up overhead. The girl is now in a sort of gym outfit: tight navy knickers and a sleeveless white top; white knee socks and white shoes. She looks distressed and exhausted as she stands against a wooden trestle in the centre of the board floor. And the man? He again has the cane in his hand. He is gesticulating with it. There are cane marks on the backs of the girl’s thighs. And no doubt on her bottom too, under the tight navy knickers… ----//---- Avril, with Mr Baldock on the garden terrace, steps over to the cane. Is the maid watching from the house? She picks it up. It feels as if it is charged with electricity, all tingly. Her shaky hand passes it to Mr Baldock. This is all an awful shock. A cane! Mr Malting, her headmaster, said nothing about a cane. Just spanking. Mr Baldock was going to want to spank her. And then if s