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The other morning, while brunching with one of my girlfriends, we realised that it seemed like years since we had been abroad for a holiday. It just so happened that one of my long term, high flying clients, owned a great villa in the South of France and I was sure that, with a favour…

Well, autumn is on its way and with the shortening days, we can look forward to sampling the fruits of the season both forbidden and from nature. Near to where I live there is an orchard that I pass, in the car, when I am on the way to visit one of my best friends.…

Part 2 In part 1, I had discovered a farmhand about to punish a girl by spanking her while laying across a bale of hay, when without thinking, I had pushed open the barn door and demanded to know why she should have all the fun. None of the party quite knew what to do…

From my childhood, I remember fondly visiting a ‘Pick Your Own’ Strawberry field with my friends and, in the summer sun, soon filled a basket and myself, with the fruit. It was just as well that they did not weigh me on the way in and the way out, given how many I had eaten…

A Garden Spanking Fantasy – Continued from Part 1 From earlier, you will remember that I had a decision to make, cover up immediately or pretend to be asleep and attract some attention from my hunky neighbour Dave. Need you ask? I lay there and through half closed eyes, could see him with a pair…

As summer finally seems to have arrived, I decided to have a little down time and perhaps a little sun bathing in my fairly secluded, private little garden which is nicely tucked away at the rear of my house. In preparation for my day of catching rays, I took a nice long shower and massaged…

Continued from Part 1 Having left Reading after a long and relaxing spanking session I was taking the time to just enjoy a happy and prolonge d bit of me time on the train. Having set my favourite vibrator on low to prolong my pleasure, I had drifted into a wonderful fantasy of a stranger…

I had just enjoyed a wonderful and relaxed session in Reading and I was now on the train back to Paddington and then onwards to home. With that lovely warm sensation radiating from my rear and that general feeling of elation caused by all the endorphins and adrenalin pulsing through my system, my thoughts which,…

So here I was, being searched by an erstwhile fashion model, trying desperately not to show how turned on I was becoming, when I noticed that the male guard, being largely ignored at this point, was idly going through the contents of my bag laid out on his desk and taking more than a little…