Room 2D

From Fessée 11 From the last edition of Fessée, so again no suggestions for the backstory were ever published. Can anyone furnish one via the Comments section?

From Fessée 10 Another one with no suggestions at the time. Can anyone tell the story behind this one via the Comments section?

From Fessée 9 Letters from Fessée 10 This picture could easily be misinterpreted, the nude young woman gives the best clue, the naughty, aristocratic look on her face, can she really be the maid? No she certainly is not, she is Lady Annabel Fanshawe the daughter of the house who is having daily lesbian sex sessions with the more than willing kitchen-maid Elsie who is standing in the doorway, wide-eyed, half in horror and half enjoying her lesbian lover’s painful plight. His Lordship and Her Ladyship, who were away for a month’s grouse shooting, would have been horrified if they’d known of their daughter’s daily lesbian ‘nooky’ sessions with — of all people — the kitchen-maid, but of course the servants all knew about it and blackmailed Lady Annabel into the ultimate humiliation of being a helpless plaything in the hands of, what she considered, those unspeakable, low, beastly, social inferiors. Nude, wearing only Elsie’s kitch

From Fessée 8 Sadly no suggestions came in for this one. Perhaps someone might venture an explanation via the Comments section…

From Fessée 7 Letter from Fessée 9 The Unjust Steward Here is my solution to Paula’s puzzle picture The Unjust Steward . The unemployed labourer is in arrears with the rent for his cottage. His landlord, the squire of the village, sends his steward to collect the money owing. When the tenant is unable to produce it the steward threatens him with eviction. The desperate man pleads for mercy and the steward then proposes a deal: instead of money he will take payment ‘in kind’. If the tenant’s wife and daughter, whom he holds equally responsible for the debt, will submit to corporal punishment at his hands, he will persuade the squire to forego that week’s rent, and on the same condition that of each week in future. After protesting in vain the tenant sends for the two females and informs them of what he has agreed to. They are naturally aghast, but he tells them that it is the only alternative to eviction and after some argume

From Fessée 5 Letter from Fessée 7 City Lights It’s 1995. Women’s lib is now well defunct, and our little darlings know well that their pampered rears have to pay dearly for anything which they do to offend their husbands or boyfriends! One can, of course, easily deal with minor matters oneself — over the knee or whathaveyou, skirt up, panties to stocking tops (tights departed with Lib) and a sound spanking, does the trick. But for more serious offences, a visit to one of the spanking parlours, which are now widespread, is called for. Here couples mingle in the waiting room and individuals are called, the men for the pleasure of punishing some unknown female bottom, the ladies to expiate their sins, bending before some strange male, who will pay little heed to their pleas for mercy. It was towards the house on the corner of Parner Street and the High Road that Susan and I directed our steps on a blustery autumn evening. It w

From Fessée 4 Letter from Fessée 6 A burnt offering from Kevin W ‘Not having a first course Sarah?’ Sarah smiled. ‘Just Derriere Flamb é , and I’ve already had that.’ Michael did a quick, schoolboy translation. ‘Flaming… bottom?’ Sarah shuffled on her chair. ‘Precisely. I’ve er, got a new arrangement with my boss, at work. About mistakes.’ ‘What are you two whispering about? We haven’t ordered the wine yet…’ ‘This is more interesting than wine, George. Sarah here claims to have had her bottom smacked.’ George stared. The things women came out with when they’d had a few glasses of champagne… ‘Not smacked,’ Sarah corrected, ‘…caned.’ Both men put down their menus. Claire gave her sister a wry smile. The two men who’d asked the girls out to dinner would be sure to think this was a ‘wind up’. Claire knew otherwise. ‘Why don’t you show them, Sarah?’ ‘What here? Okay then; I could do with letting it cool off a bi

From Fessée 3 Letter from Fessée 4 Since I live in a small market town with farms scattered all around the area, it seemed to me, looking at the characters in What a View, Halloo , that the two countrymen leaning on the stile and watching the young lady on the horse having her bare buttocks beaten, are taking it very much in their stride. They have seen this sort of thing before. The young woman, with her bottom in the air and being beaten by her two companions, one male and one female, is probably a younger sister and clearly accustomed to her mistakes and misdemeanours being dealt with in this fashion. She could hardly have arrived on the back of the horse without her riding breeches by accident could she? Therefore this has happened before. She has a good seat! As to what she has done to merit such stringent treatment at the hands of two people whom I believe to be her sister and brother-in-law, I’m not sure. I can hazard a g

One of the many things I love about Paula Meadows artwork is that it often seems to have a hinterland — it makes you think about the situation being portrayed and wonder what the back story is. Exemplifying this, Paula ran a series of drawings in Fessée magazine called “Puzzle Pictures”, and readers were invited to send in storylines to explain the drawing. This one is from Fessée 2 combined with readers’ responses from later editions. Letter from Fessée 3 Enclosed is my poor effort at giving a story to Paula’s Puzzle. I always enjoy her drawings as she really makes the pictures live. In my opinion you could easily dispense with three or four photographs from your main feature as some of them are practically duplicated and put in their place more of Paula’s work or similar. I shall be sending my order for No.3 of Fessée shortly as I find it a really refreshing magazine. Is there any chance of a picture of Paula appearing as at the