Our tale began here. Roberta had felt the burn of Jake’s hand where her bottom met the saddle all the way home. Now she was in sight of the ranch and home her tummy twisted up some at the thou...
https://voiceinthecorner.com/2020/04/23/red-wild-and-deep-3/
Many thanks to Rick who so loved my novella Lizzie Baines: a 1950s spanked wife that he commissioned spanking artist Sorenutz to draw these pictures (reproduced with permission) from a scene in t...
https://voiceinthecorner.com/2020/04/21/lizzie-baines-inspired-art/
The correspondence began here. Dear Miss Carlisle, How quickly things come to pass. I can scarcely write and yet I must. I had expected a normal reply to my last missive and indeed as you know I...
Some time ago I corresponded with a woman who made and sold BDSM furniture, among many other accomplishments. She lived in a compound with in a polyamorous relationship with her partner(s) with p...
The correspondence began here. Dear Miss Carlisle, As I write this I am standing at my writing desk pen in one hand while the other cannot but stray to my behind where my skirts still chafe m...
https://voiceinthecorner.com/2020/02/06/letters-to-my-governess-13/
The correspondence began here. Dear Amelia, It was so lovely to see you and thank you so much for your hospitality. What a delightful and well-brought-up young lady you have become. It was lovel...
https://voiceinthecorner.com/2019/12/20/letters-to-my-governess-5/
The correspondence began here. Dear Amelia, There are only a few days now and I suppose this will be my last letter before our visit together. I must own that I am very curious to see you and...
https://voiceinthecorner.com/2019/12/12/letters-to-my-governess-4/
Part 1 here. It would have been over by now, if only she had paid attention. She sighed, she felt such a fool standing in the corner like an errant child. God, what if someone comes in… her tu...
https://voiceinthecorner.com/2019/11/08/woman-versus-the-machine-part-6/
Its hard to concentrate when there are so many distractions, but with maturity one can master it.
Part one here When Tzara awoke she was in bed. The honey-glow of sunlight poured through the open window emphasising the rich and red-brown panelled walls. She could even smell the wood and from...
https://voiceinthecorner.com/2019/05/21/holodeck-hell-part-16/