Inspired by Georgina and Clara….the Spanking Adventures of Up Skirt Evans – Chapter 17 or thereabouts.

I am sure you have noticed that I have started playing the elaborate, atmospheric, spanking role play game, set in a huge Girls Boarding School in Switzerland, click here to see….http://Oaks-and-pines.com

If you click on the student characters, you can learn about them.

I am doing okay, but am a long way from proficient.

My girls are interested and I tell them what is happening to their characters.

My character in the game is a somewhat naughty young schoolgirl called Georgina. The Head Girl is Clara, whom she is slowly becoming infatuated with. This happens like real life…slowly. When I tell you about the game ‘our Samantha’ is Clara. Unfortunately, the characters Charlotte and Samantha already existed when I joined.

In the story, Clara is an expert horsewoman, Georgina, is a novice.

Clara has offered her the chance to squeeze onto the saddle behind her, for a hunt like gallop with the horsey group.

As I write, Georgina is being very brave on the outside, but shaking on the inside.

For Georgina, I use photos of Charlotte, Clara is Samantha.

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THE SPANKING ADVENTURES OF UP-SKIRT EVANS – CHAPTER 15

First of all, an update on Samantha, who has you know had a terrible injury after falling from her horse in November. She is showing true grit and determination. She is doing well, and can now remove the sling for a little while….bless her.

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After the success of the half term holiday, Charlotte and the Headmistress, now, near enough, live together.

At school, Charlotte is now permitted to punish pupils. Charlotte has now punished her favourite naughty girl a few times, and is being trained in the art of caning. That will appear later in later chapters, photos are taken.

Charlotte and Samantha have taken up riding, their combined salaries and shared time allows them to stable two horses. They are now quite good, but spend far too long admiring each other’s bottoms in jodhpurs.

One day, just as they were mounting, Charlotte, as she often did, blurted out her thoughts.

“I’d like to be your horse, and have you crop my bottom as we gallop! I’d like you to be mine too!”

“That’s so strange!” Replied Samantha. “I was just looking at your bottom, and imagining the same. Why don’t we?”

More to follow!

I bet that has got you interested!

Asa

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