Room 2D

Another story that would appear to be written by R.T. Mason, from Blushes 31. I've no idea why it is called Company Policy, as the story relates to the familiar trope  of  tuition from an older gentleman. ‘Do you wear anything in bed?’ Mr Vincent asked. ‘Nightdress, pyjamas? Or in the altogether as they say perhaps?’ The pretty cheeks pinkened slightly. Jane had been here perhaps 15 minutes. In Mr Vincent’s house. Perched now a little nervously on his settee in the drawing room. Nyloned knees tight together showing shimmeringly beneath the shortish pink dress. Jane’s white high-heeled courts also neatly together. Her mother had advised wearing them, they looked very smart, though they were not in fact the most practical footwear for a train journey carrying a largish suitcase. Jane had got help though, a gentleman lifting the case up on the rack for her when she got on and another obligingly offering a similar service a...

A CalStar video. Review from  www.spreview.net : F/f; time: 17 minutes A very brief pithy elegant episode, at least for this observer, who is not seeking carved-up victims. A very tall blonde, Mrs Bainbridge, has been referred by her husband to a female disciplinarian for lack of submission, which in this faux Victorian setting could mean… well, she is going to be taught to submit. An older librarian-type woman does the work here, and she is not shy. Bainbridge is told she is to be spanked, as authorized by her husband. First she must expose her bare bottom, which entails a comical peeling of sheaths of Victorian cloth. But finally, there appears the pink bottom, and she is young, solid, and beautiful. The OTK spanking is firm and impressive. She kneels on a chair. The mistress notes: ‘We’re a little pink.’ The handspanking continues. ‘Does it sting?’  ‘Yes, miss.’ Lovely full screen on her bottom. The mistress di...

From Blushes 56. Continued from  A Tutor for Amanda . ‘Where was it you went?’ Mr Greeley asks. ‘Oh yes, the South of France. Was it nice? Was it hot?’ They are at Amanda’s parents’ house again. Amanda and Bob are going to live here until they find a flat of their own. But first of all… there is Mr Greeley. Amanda’s two weeks with Arthur Greeley, Disciplinary Tutor. They arrived back from the honeymoon yesterday. Now this morning here is Mr Greeley. To collect Amanda. At times they have been able to forget it but most of the time the dread prospect has been there, either at the forefront of their minds or lurking just below the surface. These two weeks. ‘It’s only two weeks,’ Bob has said, repeatedly. But the truth is that for him, as for Amanda, the two weeks loom like a lifetime. It is impossible to see beyond them. ‘I  can’t  go,’ Amanda has wailed, groaned, again and again. But of ...