Room 2D

First part of two, from New Blushes 2.04 Paula, in bed, told herself she wasn’t going to do it. Start stroking herself, that was. Her fingers between her legs, at her pussy. So she knew she would. She might be able to resist it for a little bit but then she would do it. She wouldn’t be able to stop herself. Not that it was such an awful thing really and other girls her age, 17, did it she knew. It was just that she thought she shouldn’t do it so much, and it would be nice to be able to say no to herself sometimes, she wasn’t going to, and she wouldn’t . Self control in other words. She had thought that once she started seeing Andrew regularly she wouldn’t want to do it, or not so much. But she did. Lying in bed thinking about him, thinking about what they did — and then she would really want to do it. Really need to. Bring herself off. But tonight it wasn’t really the thought of Andrew making her want it, it was the other thing....

From Blushes 30 ‘It’s one of those old clothes horse things,’ Arabella had said. ‘You know, Victorian or something. To hang clothes on, for drying I suppose. Anyway that’s what he always uses.’ She had laughed, showing those small even white teeth. ‘And that, Suzie, is why it’s called a  horsing .’ And here it was. In the big bare room, the Dancing Room they called it, though it was mostly used for gym. The room usually empty but now with a leather armchair placed out in front of the empty fireplace. With Major Greeley sitting in the armchair. And in front of Major Greeley, between him and the fireplace, was  it . The horse. A varnished, wooden Victorian monstrosity. Major Greeley looking up from the pad on his lap. The light for an instant catching his spectacles and shining back, making him eyeless. The eyeless man spoke: ‘Ah good, Miss Mellanby. Susan. Close the door. Stay right there. And get undre...

From Uniform Girls 41 with Jane Williams David Holbook could think of nothing else. The Lower Sixth French exchange trip. He was going on the trip but that wasn’t what made him think of it day and night. No it was the fact that Elaine was going. Elaine Lindale who was of course his girl. His steady, permanent girlfriend. They would be staying with French families, each one of them with a different family. So naturally that included Elaine. She would be staying in the house of a Frenchman in other words. That was how David viewed it. And that was the main thing, the central horrendous fact in David’s mind. For two weeks this Frenchman would have Elaine at his mercy. To do what he wanted with her. And everyone knew what Frenchmen wanted. They were gropers of girls’ bottoms for a start. But more than that — they were bottom spankers if they got the chance. If they had a girl staying with them, at their mercy. Especially a super-loo...