As a secretary, I have worked for my boss for just over three years now. He’s always been upbeat, but just lately his mood has changed. He’s become withdrawn and lost in deep thought most of the time. After a stupidly busy week, this particular Friday I decided that what I needed was a drink…

I’ve been staying at my friend’s Cotswold farm for a while now enjoying the solitude and peace and quiet. However, this was shattered yesterday when I was awakened by the sound of heavy machinery in the neighbouring field. Slowly getting up I drew the back the curtains to see two combine harvesters working in tandem…

Laying on my back in a generous hammock I pondered the adventure ahead. It was the middle of June on my friend’s Cotswold farm. The smell of Jasmine and Honeysuckle filled the warm air and the only sound was the bees buzzing around the flower beds. The silence was suddenly broken by the throaty roar…

Following my recent blog style, today I suggest another story that we could develop into a scenario that we could play out together: The Nosy Cleaner I was thrilled to have secured a part time job, cleaning a prestigious apartment owned by a famous screen actor who, for the sake of probity, will remain anonymous…

Following my recent blog style, today I suggest another story that we could develop into a scenario that we could play out together: The Cheek of the Driver In my early life, while at University, I needed to earn some money during the long summer recess, but what to do? As chance would have it,…

Following my recent blog style, today I suggest a story that we could develop into a scenario that we could play out together: The Schoolgirl Timekeeper I had been late three times already this month and although it has been some time since my last punishment, I had a feeling that one will become due…

This is a story of what happened to me about three nights ago, an event that will change my life for ever. Working as a nurse in a clinic within a hospital, I find the hours are better, no late night duty, the work is not as heavy or demanding as on the general wards…

The Naughtiness of the Daughter In a departure from my recent blog style, today I suggest a story that we could develop into a scenario that we could play out together: The Naughtiness of the Daughter The motorcycle tyres crunched on the gravel driveway and came to a stuttering, gravel splattering stop. The engine was…

A recent discussion with one of my girl friends reminded me of a time, when I was younger, where letting out my naughty side led to an early spanking experience. We were all together having a dinner party at a recently married friend’s house and all feeling very grown up as we made our way…