Category Archives: PHOTO SETS

William ~ Part Two

To see what led to this, click here…

…after her cup of tea, Charlotte put some jodhpurs on, passed Wiiliam a shirt and led him down the corridor.

“Right, let’s set about bringing those tawse marks out shall we? She picked up a size thirteen new plimsol, and began to wallop his buttocks, as he bent over a piano stool.

After thirty good cracks, the welts and marks from the tawse Rose high. “Ahh, that looks more like it. Lets move on to your next treat shall we?”

Lots more to come, all photos taken, keep an eye on my twitter feed etc for updates…

My Secret Wood and Gothic Ruin ~ Part 4

To see the build up to this part, click here to read the previous three…

…the air was lovely and cool inside, the bird call outside quite magical. I looked at Kate and she looked back, her eyes spoke to me, softly, like her wonderfully quiet, submissive voice, in crisp correct English.

They said, as clearly as the pure white of her eyes, “Spank me Mr Jones, make me squeal and make the rooks fly!”

So following my instinct and inner knowledge of this beautiful soul, I told her to move to the bay window.

She glided, almost like a queen in a game of chess, and stood in the window.

She looked at me, and her head looked to the floor in submission, yet….in a magical way of hers, she looked up with her eyes. One of the most inviting alluring looks a man could see. I told her to turn to the window and grip the stone.

“Legs apart Kate, wide. Present your bottom for spanking.” My words steady, soft and masculine…assertive.

“Stay there, hold your position.” I walked outside to view her. I wanted to see what a passer by might see if the building was not locked away, secretive and secluded.

God she looked inviting. I broke a long fleshy switch off a tree and went back in, to give her a dozen. How she loved them, without asking she said “Thank you Mr.Jones.” After every one.

I told her to keep her position as I fucked her, my belly banging against her striped buttocks. She loved it, the dirty little bitch.

I sat down to get my breath, she relaxed in the sun, in a window close by…

More soon, all photographs are now taken. Keep an eye on my Twitter feed etc

The Visit – Part Six

For the rest of this account of a young woman’s visit to my studio,, click here…

Like many visitors who come to see me for a spanking, the Saint Andrews Cross drew her to it like a magnet. The feeling of being stood, spread eagled, bare bottom thrust out and tied ticked every submissive box in her mind.

I told her that some girls like to turn around the other way too. She asked to turned around.

I unbound her wrists. The act of turning a girl is sexy, gently steering and holding her hips as she turns feels wonderful.

“So what happens like this Sir?”

I told her is was usually nipple pegging, pussy spanking and nearly always pussy rubbing and fingering.

She asked for the latter, so I obliged.

The Slave Girl ~ Part Six

Previous parts link from here…

…after the caning, Mistress Charlotte picked up a long crop. “I like to train my little pets, like a pony sometimes, on the end of a rope. Let’s see how you prance and dance!”

“Oh not bad Spanky, not bad at all for the first time, although we’ll work on getting your hands in the right position and your knees higher. Next time I will hold you by the rope, maybe a longer one, to prance around me. Now then, bend your knees and push your bottom out for me. You need some whacks for not doing better.”

Six cracks on each cheek later, Mistress said, “This leads us on to bottom presentation very nicely Spanky. Follow me!”

Where to I wonder? Come back soon to find out, won’t you?

The Spanking Pet ~ Part Five

We left our little pet in part four…

…being led on a leash and collar by Mistress Charlotte as Mistress Kate and Mistress Samantha followed, to punishment room one.

Here she was put in a spreader and tied with her wrists suspended. Imagine how that feels, totally naked, arms up high, legs wide apart, and instruments of pain all around you…

Once satisfied that their naked pet was in the right position, Mistress Charlotte picked up a heavy rubber soled plimsol, a size thirteen. The other two ladies moved to the side, to watch, and drink her suffering, screaming and squirming in.

Mistress was satisfied with her first turn, and they decided to move her on to the next apparatus, which they had prepared for her earlier…

The pet moved on as directed, ‘which Mistress next?’ She thought.

Come back in part six to see!

Bye for now…

A Naughty Schoolgirl’s Crimes and Her Punishments ~ Part One

Hello again, it’s a lovely summer’s day here, so let’s sit in my garden and talk spanking! Whew! I went on a long walk yesterday, and my legs ache, so this is perfect…cup of tea?

The other day I shot with Kate, she turned up in a beautiful ‘Sweet English Rose’ summer dress. We chatted about the shoot, I always use the same models (well, friends…good friends now), so asking pertinent questions about what I would like and what will they do it is not a ‘thing’. They know me, I know them, so a ‘no’ is never a problem. I am a gentleman, and my priority is a happy, safe, relaxed, spanking environment for them to come to.

We have been busy on the studio with new sets, and rearranged ones, I was eager to try them out. All my questions got a yes! Woo hoo! So I left her to change from classy, beautiful young woman, into Kate, the masturbation addict of a naughty school girl!

Butter would not melt in her innocent mouth! But it would on her hot bottom later!

The idea of this spanking shoot, is that Kate does a crime, is punished at school, sent home with a letter, and punished again!

The crimes…

Masturbating with the school bell!

Masturbating with the cane!

Masturbating in the classroom and having a cigarette in the classroom after!

We have a huge delivery service next door to the school, and Kate has been flashing her bottom to them, and masturbating!

I have put a post on Twitter, and asked people to vote which crime and punishment they want to see first. (I do abbreviated versions on there to try them out and watch their responses)

They have three days to vote, and so far, flashing at the window is winning!

Of course she gets a good spanking, and also a caning. To get nice stripes for one set, I gave her six from cold. Then I put her over the vaulting horse to get a lovely red bottom for the others. Of course, I had to give her regular spankings as her bottom faded.

This is the new Headmasters Office, like it? Hope so, a lot of work has gone into it.

Here is the new vaulting horse. I christened it with giving her the six with the cane, and a jolly good spanking to follow, as you can see here. She has a fabulous bottom for spanking, it goes red quickly and stripes well. Not only that she makes lovely noises, and the new set echoes the smacks on soft buttocks very well indeed.

You will see the home environment soon….got to keep some mystery for you! You’ll like it!

Here is my school room after it’s re-arrangement…

Looks well, don’t you think? Especially with little miss rosey cheeks jiggling around in the new ‘naughty corner’.

So, just got to wait for the vote now, then off we go. All photos are taken, and I am editing.

Thanks for coming, see you again soon.

What the Butler and Maids Saw – Part One

Lady Charlotte, was a beautiful aristocrat with a lusty need her husband, could not placate. She needed more than he could give, and living in a secluded country house, on a grand estate, with most of her social life conducted in public, there was only one place to turn for service…downstairs.

Over the years she had made friends with her maids, and conversations had become deep, saucy, and rewarding. I could write one of my novels with a slow build up of all this, but let’s cut all that!

This is what you need to know…

Her private rooms had peep holes, the eyes in pictures would move, so would the oak panels, keyholes could be pulled out to make way for peering eyes or a thrusting cock. Around the rooms ran secret pleasure passages, with tools and appendages to satisfy the cravings of her staff.


To keep things between upstairs and downstairs in their correct place, no contact. Thrusting cocks through glory holes, a panel slid to one side as a maid in the corridor rides a dildo, anything like that…we’re fine.

Well, that saved me three hundred pages!

So, come on, get a candle lit, and sneak into the passages, tonight it is a lusty butler and two maids. Which of them is you I wonder? Let your mind drink this in…the air of expectancy, maybe a maid might wank you off as you watch, maybe a maid might be taken from behind and fucked hard shouting guttural onscenities to her mistress. Anything goes! But no touching between the class divide, and when doing your duties tomorrow, all will be apparently normal to the outside world.

What will it be tonight? Will she be on all fours spanking herself with a crop? Masturbating by hand or riding a dildo? Let’s see…

The mullioned Windows rattle, it is a windy night, rain peppers the glass. But inside her room, all is cosy in a seductive red glow.

The allotted hour is here, the weird picture now has moving eyes, the door has a huge ramrod of a cock already picking up a gentle rhythm, two panels, one above the other, are wide open, as is the pussy in the bottom panel, with fingers sliding in and out. The face of her favourite maid above it, talking gently and ever so rudely…”show us your cunt again Mistress!”

Mistress is in heaven, as she looks from hole to hole, panel to panel, picture to picture, she is on show and dripping wet. She picks the rampant cock to stare at, she can see the bulging eyes in the picture above it, she can imagine the groom, gripping the handles, peering through, his breeches around his ankles, thrusting like a stallion…

This is what they are looking at, on this occasion she is drawn to that cock, that is what she is looking so intently at…whose is it?

After her orgasm, she rolled on to her tummy, (which pleased the fingering maid looking through the eyes of the picture) and watched as the huge purple headed cock, spurted its milky white steaming sperm, all over the carpet…

Come back again, she will be here other nights!

Mr.Reece Gets the Ruler

This is part of a long story of how a schoolgirl finds her true calling, to be a Dominatrix. Click here for the previous part, each part then links to the one before, back to the start

“Oh your bottom is going a lovely red Mr.Reece, I am really enjoying this, are you?” Samantha asked sardonically and somewhat rhetorically. She already knew he was of course, but..



…But there was something in the silence, a struggle, something he wanted to say, but couldn’t, she began to realise what it was. “My God, you are, aren’t you? You are loving it! LOVING IT! The pain, the submission, and getting it from me. You would pay for this wouldn’t you?”

Meekly he answered. ‘yes, and I do.’

“Do you now Mr Reece? Well in that case, let us try something a little stiffer, something more painful, the wooden ruler has often been a favourite of yours to use, hasn’t it?”

Thoughts started to enter her mind. She was loving it more than anything ever before, an older man, willingly offering his bottom to be thrashed hard. And….even at her age, she already knew people would pay for the experience. The first thoughts of being a Dominatrix walked into her head, wearing high Achilles boots, and sat down comfortably in her brain.

She looked at his bottom, it lifted to the pain.

She looked at his body, his head went down in submission.

She looked into herself, her chest began to swell with a sort of pride, she was on top, he was below her.

She looked at the ruler in her hand and gripped it, then raised it, and brought it down on those cherry red cheeks with a crack. “Say thank you to your Mistress.”

“Ahhhhh, owwwww, th…th…thank you Mistress!” He hissed through gritted teeth.

She finished with the ruler, and looked at the sizzling hot bottom before her.

“What next?” She thought.

Better come back when I have written the next bit hadn’t you?

The Slave Girl – Part 5

I think you would enjoy this more if you wen to the start, follow this link to part 4, then each one has a link to the previous, and then you can take a gentle stroll back through the story, enjoy…

…Spanky’s reaction to the first well delivered whack pleased Mistress Charlotte, she decided to continue to six of the best. Her slave girl gripped and held her position quite well…

She was pleased, very pleased, and stood proudly by her new slave. “Right then….next I am going to…”

Come back to see won’t you? She has a very long voyage of discovery to go on!

Mistress is Waiting ~ Part Two

To see part is one (you ought to really) click here…

Naked, you wait for a minute, nervous, breathing shallowly, plucking up the courage to knock. You can hear her walking to and fro, behind the stout oak door. It is best not to anger her…

You kneel, facing away from the door, red silk leash in hand, and knock. The door opens, she takes the leash from your hand, and running it through her fingers walks back into the room to the bed, and sits. “Turn and crawl to me.” She commands, as she tugs the leash.

You turn at the tug, and with your waist swaying like a cat, you crawl to her.

She rises from the bed and positions herself at your side…

More to come!