Strange Imagination

I have been sloppy, and slow, I know that. And this story may be of the more sillier kind. Anyway, here is another instalment, read and m...

I didn't say the story has run its course, only that I might put other things up, as well. To be honest, I'm not sure where this w...

I get so preoccupied with this story so I forget I can write something else. That is, something else fit for the blog. Maybe I should take...

Soon Tom forgot to feel guilty, and focussed completely on Stephanie's lips, lips and tongue. In fact, her use of her mouth was so persu...

'How did I do?' Tom asked Amanda, as they walked together from the Dungeon. The other girls had left before, so they were alone, as ...

At last some action! Tom was amazed, and overwhelmed. His mouth was dry, but he could not deny the excitement that came with the thought o...

Spring is not yet in the air, or at least it has gone into hiding today. I hope this will cheer you up, if only just a little. The Society...

I'm in two minds, really. One thought is to go on with this story, hopefully with more action in the future, think the story demands tha...

Tom couldn't quite get the image of Tamara being caned in the quad out of his head. It wasn't the first girl he had seen being put t...

The Headmaster, Mr Pears, and the Grammar teacher, Mr Saunders came out onto the quad, with Tamara Saddler between them. The crowd became si...

Should I publish longer texts? Are these too short? I don't know. Here is another one, anyway. Tom was staring in amazement and disbel...

I know some of your are complaining a bit about the lack of action, and, I assume, especially the lack of spanking actions. There won't ...