MOST OF MY STORIES WITH ART HAVE BEEN WITH ARTISTS NOW LONG DEPARTED, BLESS ‘EM. BUT AS FAR AS I AM AWARE, THESE ARE ALIVE. IF ANY OF YOU END UP ON MY SITE, AND OBJECT TO ME USING THEM, I WILL HAPPILY DELETE.
I HOPE YOU DON’T, I LOVE THEM AND WANT TO SHOW MY FOLLOWERS AND FRIENDS YOUR BEAUTIFUL ART….with a little story of mine added to them. I hope you like what I do.
Three brilliant modern spanking artists, with similar styles. I think you will enjoy these…
Here are some litte scenarios and stories to go with them.
No particular order, and it might be fun for you trying to sort out which is by who. Guile will be the most prolific. All are easily found via Google.
I am using the names of my girls, and one day hope to duplicate these with them in the photos. Which I will post along side. One day….this project has grown out of all proportions, ::smile::…I am so glad!
So call back often, to see what has happened.
My dear Lucy loves to be spanked outdoors and is quite a brat at heart, so…
Lucy has been picked up from her school for the weekend. She is surprised to see her feared Uncle at the gate, instead of her Mummy.
On the way home he asks if she has homework, and on nervously digging into her satchel to show him her homework log book, a packet of cigarettes was discovered! Next to that was some scrawled drawing, obviously by Lucy…her signature was in the corner!… of the Headmistress depicting her in a state of undress with the gardener! She is a personal friend of her Uncle and it was her recommendation to Lucy’s parents, that they should try a fresh pair of hands with her boisterous ways. It was obvious by various comments written on the paper that it had been passed around her friends.
“You naughty girl! Smoking?! My word young lady! And this, I am going to post this to Miss Kenworthy! Now bend over…right here! Bate your bottom!”
He walks into the park’s well kept shrubbery and picks up “A Handy Switch’
“Oh Uncle please don’t, not in the park, the Boy’s Grammer School will be turning out soon! They will all see my bare bottm and you know what a silly spectacle I make of myself when you punish my bottom…please Uncle, let’s go to your home, I will be good all weekend, I promise!”
“That my dear niece is the very reason I am punishing you here! I think a liberal dose of humiliation will help correct your naughty ways! Your Mummy and Daddy are to send you to me every weekend, from now on, because you are proving difficult to handle and a blasted nuisance! Your haughty and naughty ways do you no favours! You my dear, are the quintiscential spoilt brat! And I, am the quintiscential strict uncle! You are coming to me until I am confident that you will behave in a manner that befits the benefits your wonderful parents have bestowed on you!”
The building over the wall is the Grammer School, the bell rings and loud voices are heard as the boys rush into the park…
The first bunch of boys, from the fifth year stumble upon them and stand wide eyed, soon others are swelling the crowd.
WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK! Six of the best land hard and true as Lucy hops and jumps, squealing. “Owwwww, ooooooh, eeeeeek!”
“Right young lady, hold your skirt up and walk to the car”….THWACK!
‘He’s whacking her bare bum all the way!” Shout the boys as they follow, giggling and pointing.
I don’t think she will have to visit many times do you?