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The Chastening of Loretta Amaro

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Photo-story from Janus 87 featuring Luna Winter Part I Summer in Suburbia. A young woman in trouble. big trouble. Aloof and leggy, dignified, smart; chilled despite the day’s warmth. What is he going to do to her? Perhaps, even now, she could talk her way out. He asked her, told her, to dress ‘revealingly’ when she came to see him today — a jibe at her feminist principles? ‘Espionage,’ he said it was. Clearly he is not as inept as she thought him. My God, a worm like that! Boss or no boss, at every turn she has let him know exactly what she thought of him. Now this! Raven hair bobbing, red lips set, she reaches his house door. It stands ajar. She hesitates, remembering with chagrin what has brought her to this point. ‘Miss Amaro!’ he rapped one morning last week. No ‘excuse me, Loretta’. Had the worm turned? ‘The copy you made of that classified investment document when you thought, incorrectly, that I was out of the o...

Atkinson’s Parallel Punishment Bars

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Another nice one-off comic strip by Paula Meadows, from Janus 30

Join the Dots… At the Third Stroke

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From Uniform Girls 27 ‘Sally! Come in here!’ She scuttled into the office, her heartbeat already rising. ‘This is a telex from Mr Marshall; and he is very annoyed!’ Sally pursed her lips. She couldn’t think why Mr Marshall should have been in touch… about her. What on earth had she done wrong now? ‘You remember that conference call to New York, yesterday afternoon?’ Sally nodded. It had been her last major job of the day. ‘What happened at the end of it?’ Sally suddenly remembered. The call had lasted ages, and she had slipped out to make some coffee; then Mr Jones in Personnel had seen her in the corridor about a file; and after that… well… it had been time to go home… ‘You left the line open, didn’t you? And open it remained until the International Operator rang Head Office to check!’ Sally’s manager stood up, and briskly cleared his desk-top, collecting the paperwork and placing it in a neat pile above a filing cabinet. ‘The ...

Take This Down, Miss Lacey (from SpankLit Stories)

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I recently came across a delightful site called  SpankLit Stories containing a collection of well written original spanking stories, most of them with a retro feel. I highly recommend it. Here's a sample of what's on offer. When Mrs Tuppington discovers a romantic note in her husband’s office, she feels certain that she’s uncovered a scandal. But rebellious secretary, Miss Angela Lacey, is the one who ends up being uncovered, and finds herself on the receiving end of a thorough spanking! In this workplace tale of disciplinary rules and administrative rulers, modesty is preserved by only the thinnest of margins… In the boardroom of Tuppington & Son, an air of hushed solemnity presided as the veneered wall clock ticked through the last few seconds before Friday morning’s staff meeting was due to begin. The company’s three secretaries took their places along the polished mahogany table. In unique ways, they each embodied a distinct feminine style. Miss Perkins, the elde...