Flossie’s List
Story by Delany Silver from Februs 2 Oh dear! Flossie Jenkins looked down at the ledger in the kitchen and blanched. Her heart beat fast in her satin-clad bosom as she studied the pencil-written list. The ledger was full of misdemeanours, her misdemeanours — any one of them worthy of a thrashing from her mistress’s fair, white hand. It’s not right! thought Flossie in anguish. She tried so hard to be a good girl, but Madam Woo was so exacting and strict. The slightest fall from grace meant a spanking. Or a strapping. Or a caning or the dreaded, so dreaded birch rod. As she ran her finger down the roster of sins, Flossie felt her plump bottom glowing already; with a ghostly burning hotness that reminded her of her last chastisement. A slippering for ‘making free’ with the young ladies of the Academy, all topped off with a barehanded spanking for carelessly letting Madam Woo hear her speak the dreaded nickname. Mr...