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Doctor’s Orders

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A story from Janus 19 by Martin Kempson Sally, a very pretty, green-eyed 18-year-old brunette with a habitual impending pout, had been packed off by her elderly guardian to spend two weeks with Doctor Saverini, an old family friend and retired university lecturer living just outside Pisa. Like any teenage girl the prospect of visiting Italy, a country whose beauties she’d heard of and read about so much, appealed to her enormously. But there was one snag. It wasn’t going to be just an ordinary holiday abroad. There was another, far less pleasurable reason for her going. Although she’d left college the previous summer, Sally had not adapted at all well to the grown-up world outside. In fact she’d proved quite unable to behave herself as a young lady should, but continued to act as she had at school, more like a silly, naughty fifth-former than someone approaching responsible young womanhood. She was extravagant, insolent, moody, prone to childish tantrums and also at times inclined to...

Chairs

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By DH from Februs 21, with some lovely Paula Meadows illustrations Chairs are for sitting on, I know, but there is no doubt that if you are sitting on an armless chair, then there should be, spread across your knees, some bare-bottomed supplicant who has well-deserved the spanking you are about to deliver. She may not  think  she has deserved it, but, nevertheless that is why she will be there and why you are sitting on a wooden chair in the middle of the room so that there is ample room for kicking legs and flailing arms. Even in so simple a matter as a childish spanking over the knees, though, there are finer points to consider. Should she be stripped completely before you pull her over your lap? Should she simply have to pull her knickers down and, if so, should she do this herself or would you prefer to attend to this task? Should she be made to lie across your knee of her own accord? Should she have to stand betwee...

Sea Spirit and Painted Lady

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Story by R.T. Mason from Janus 40 It was the last day of their Whitsun holiday: a perfect English late spring day with the sun shining out of a clear blue sky and just enough breeze off the sea to keep the little seaside town fresh and sparkling. Yes, a beautiful June day and as it turned out a uniquely memorable one for 16-year-old Emma Watson. Her parents had rented a cottage at the quiet Devon resort and it had been a very pleasant week, though perhaps, for Emma, just a little unexciting. At 16 she was not a child anymore but at the same time not exactly an adult either. Perhaps it was because she was at that so-called awkward age that Emma had wanted to go off by herself on this last day rather than stay with her parents as she had for most of the rest of the week. Being with her parents all the time meant she hadn’t met anyone else much. No girls her own age. And also no boys. So on this last morning she said she felt lik...