Spanked by the Landlady!

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Oh look Princess, its your favorite brush-brush. Would you like to give it a kiss pumpkin'?” She held the brush to my lips. Mortified, I mumbled “yes thank you Auntie Dear” and kissed the hairbrush. Sandra and Lourdes started howling with laughter, begging the Landlady to make me do it again, which she happily consented to.

Billy looks into the window and sees green curtains next to a vase of pussy-willows, and a dachshund curled up on the carpet, and decides that this house would be more comfortable than the Bell and Dragon. But Billy decides to go to the Bell and Dragon anyway, because he likes to stay in pubs and socialize, he knows a pub will be cheaper, and he thinks boarding houses are frightening. But, when Billy turns to walk towards the Bell and Dragon, he is mesmerized by the "Bed and Breakfast" sign, and moves from the window to the front door of the house, reaching for the doorbell. Well -" she managed to croak, and unclipped the chain and stood there, blinking, in the kitchen, her mind all over the place.

Mark returned to his captive and savoured the sight of the helpless older woman writhing on the bed, helpless and unable to find relief. He drank from his tall glass of ice water and walked to the side of the bed. Looking at the glass he held, he fished out an ice cube and placed it just above one clamped nipple and let the melting water drip onto the engorged member. The day continued with diction lessons, the Landlady instructing me on the proper way for a “young lady” to speak. She insisted that I raise the pitch of my voice and speak in a feminine manner. I had to thank Auntie Dearest for every article of my clothing in my new voice, and tell her how much I “loved dressing like a pretty girl.”

Suddenly the Landlady dissapeared for a moment. When she reappeared she was pulling on a pair of oxblood kid leather gloves and an expensive looking pair of matching designer sunglasses with large plastic frames. In her other hand was a red patent leather purse and some keys.

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This exciting adventure was repeated every bedtime. Aunt Frances had a large washing machine and I don’t think she examined my pants before putting them in the wash, which was just as well! All went well for a few days. Then the sky darkened and the rain poured down! Uncle Mike was at his office, of course. Aunt Frances was visiting some friends for the day, and Clare said she would be at the farm attending to her pony until lunchtime. I couldn’t go fishing in that weather, so I said I would stay at home and read the set book from school, which I’d been told to read in the holidays. (It was The War of the Worlds!)