To see the rest of the venerable My.Gibson’s travels and curiosities, click here…

…https://www.spanking-emporium.co.uk/spanking-emporium/?p=36651

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I am some days keen to meet Mr.Gibson in the flesh, yet at other times I wonder if I am better off keeping him as a mystery, time will tell. I am beginning to think of him as a time traveler, or maybe someone like Philias Fogg. Whichever, whatever, he will always be, in my mind, a delightful gentleman from another age, dressed in a tweed suit, brogues, and maybe a dickie bow…

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We have just gone through one of our spells where we mail each other, but yet again he now tells me is ‘off on his travels, to somewhere where the internet will not work’….I wonder, the Amazon, A Chinese opium den, or back in Victorian Whitechapel, in some brothel…..Good Grief, he might be Jack the Ripper time traveling and coming to me….whew! Glad I am not a woman!! He writes…

Asa

Here is something, possibly, for behind the Red Curtains – perhaps not for the faint hearted that’s why they need to be behind the curtains, Suzette may be allowed to peep in, tell her…

Consider it done Mr. Gibson…

These are from the ‘good old days when, as now, young nymphs needed discipline in the old fashioned manner which of course they secretly adored……………..particularly when administered in the ‘Asa Style’ – lucky girls…

These gels were known as ‘tweenies’ as they were special and allowed to work both upstairs and downstairs ie., between stairs …

…take your pick, from old or new, even retro, I am sure they all need the same.

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Asa….

….below noted as I took a stroll puffing on my meerschaum in the early evening mists and cobbles of Whitechapel…

(see what I mean about Jack?)

…the Mistress of the house chose her ‘tweenies’ carefully, see below…

…she needed to maintain good order and discipline using various methods, many most effective………ah the good old days

Anyway Asa, now for my Earl Grey with lemon and thinly sliced cucumber sandwiches and er, move my footstool a little nearer m’dear………………..or you will be taken down to the kitchen to be ‘refreshed’



aye aye

James

And now he is off on his travels, I have no idea when we will chat again. It does not matter, I know we will, whether this side of Christmas or the other I do not know.

more to come…

Asa, and James.