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Brought to Account

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Photo-story from Janus 154, with lovely tight-bodied Helen Daniels. A sequel to  Coming a Cropper and prequel to Lambert’s Way . ‘Now, Rupert,’ Lady Marsha Tewkesbury had begun with a steely edge to her refined voice, ‘the girl has a transcendental arse. She also happens to be extremely pretty in a dark kind of way — a bit of a Posh Spice lookalike without the money and husband, although to my mind far perter and sweeter; as well as a good deal younger, softer and curvier. God, I could have almost eaten her myself when I had cause to chastise her physically.’ Rupert Purbright, her accountant, had grunted incredulously. ‘You  beat  her?’ ‘Most certainly,’ the stable-owning aristocrat had affirmed. ‘That one needs smartening up on a regular basis. She’s talented — no doubt about that, and I hope to make a useful eventer out of her yet — but she can be rather silly and thoughtless. Can you believe she...

Coming a Cropper

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Photo-story featuring Helen Daniels (the first of two predecessor stories to Lambert’s Way ) from Janus 152. Look out for the product placement — I think the only time I’ve ever seen that in a spanking magazine story. The maid had opened the main door to Helen Daniels, shown the stable girl into the spacious lounge then discreetly retired. Helen had no idea why she’d been summoned to the big house. Living in rooms above the stables like the other girls and lads who tended the racehorses owned by Lady Marsha Tewkesbury, this was a rare treat, to glimpse how the rich and privileged lived. Yet Helen was nervous. Lady Marsha was something of a national celebrity. The highpoint of her illustrious career had been to represent Britain in the equestrian events at the Sydney Olympics. At her peak she’d been a fearless steeplechaser, eventer and showjumper, winning the gold cup at Hickstead no less than seven times. An acknowledged beauty pursued by the media, she had been courted by the most ...