Over Her Knee

A Spanking at Bedtime

Tommy has very kindly sent us another of his wonderful images. Here it seems that our naughty young male is about to receive a long, hard, bare-bottom blistering with big wooden bath brush. His plump white bottom will soon be a fiery red and no doubt he will be squirming and pleading desperately. His tangled pajamas are on the floor in a heap and he will certainly be going off to bed a very sorry and chastened individual.

Thank you to Tommy for sharing his excellent art. Please send him lots of positive feedback and perhaps he will share more! You can find his e-mail address on the earlier posting.

Poor Old Fergus!

I recently received the following rather sad letter from our old friend Fergus. For some reason his wife has decided to link his releases from chastity to the frequency of my posts to this Blog. That is rather unfortunate since, as you will all know, business commitments and frequent overseas travel have led to a rather sparse number of postings! I do however feel that Fergus is rather cheeky to blame me for his problems, since the rules by which he lives were invented by his charming lady wife and not by me. In the spirit of Christmas however, I will publish this post and hope that Fergus will have a better year in 2009! Here is his letter:-

"When your best friend gets locked away in a chastity belt for even a few days you start thinking about sex all the time. It's like being 20 again - except that thinking about it then brought an erection and pleasurable feelings, but now attempts at erections cause severe discomfort and are best avoided.

Getting free is the big issue, and for that you had to post on this Blog. Alerted to post frequently you posted on the 19th of January 2008 and next on the 16th of May (we had a "celebration" on 28th April to commemorate 100 days of chastity). Worse was the gap between May 22nd and Sept 30th (another centenary celebration) because you promised me a post on 20th August on your return from the Olympics, so I was like Pavlov's dog - first on line every morning, and waiting an EXTRA 40 DAYS!

During all this time I complained only once that I could think of nothing other than my best friend, where upon my love sent me to fetch the cane and assured me that in five minutes time I would not be thinking about my frontside. I have not complained since. So Chris, a disasterous posting year for you with consequences for me that surely warrant a gold medal from all your readers. With friends like you who needs enemies? I can't wait for this horrible year to end. Fergus."