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How poetry gets Catherine primed for a spanking
(Being an occasional excerpt from my novel Spank: The Improbable Adventures of George Aloysius Brown, in which Catherine goes punting on the River Cam) We have found ourselves in a grassy clearing secluded by mulberry bushes and elm trees where we lay out our blanket, the gentle swell of the river at our feet. It […]
‘The strap requires a more rhythmic delivery’
(An excerpt from my novel Spank: The Improbable Adventure of George Aloysius Brown) Yesterday (how long ago it seemed) the spanking had been random, some soft and caressing, some hard and stinging. I was learning fast. Artfully administered a spanking can last as long as you want. But the strap requires a more rhythmic delivery. […]
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Tagged as: Alan Daniels, erotic literature, girls getting spanked, joy of spanking, sex and spanking
Early morning ritual always ends in making love
(One of occasional extracts from my novel Spank: The Improbable Adventures of George Aloysius Brown) Pem Surjani settles over her husband’s knee with a small sigh of satisfaction. There is no hurry. He will keep her waiting. He always does. Time is on her side now. He places one hand on the small of […]
Dieter accounts for his ‘huge erection’
Being the ninth of occasional excerpts from my erotic comedy Spank: The Improbable Adventures of George Aloysius Brown. (Part 2/2 Dieter’s trial continues on a charge of indecent exposure) At this point, the court adjourned for its morning break, so that her ladyship, who loves horses even more than birds, could study the Racing Form and mark […]
Jen glanced at the riding crop and then at me
(The sixth of occasional excerpts from my novel) It seemed that we alone were the creatures of the forest. In the open glades we spurred our horses on and they seemed happy to go for a canter, kicking up their hooves at the abundant gorse bushes that smelled vaguely of coconuts. Sebastian was close on […]
Catherine visits her lover (part 2)
(Being the fifth of occasional extracts from my novel) It’s my turn to lead. I play with him, teasing him, letting the excitement build slowly. I am the hunter. He is the prey. He lies on his back and closes his eyes as my fingers prowl his body. I kneel at his side, running […]
Catherine visits her lover on a Sunday afternoon
(Being the fourth of occasional excerpts from my novel) Steed undresses while I watch. He removes his kit with that unassailable self-confidence that only truly beautiful people possess. Beneath his tan line his skin is pale, but his cock is almost black. I fight an urge to reach for it, take it in both […]
Cheers, this round is on me, says Santa
‘Twas the night before Christmas, when all through the ‘hood Nobody was stirring, maybe nobody could; The stockings were hung by the chimney with care In hope that the brewmaster soon would be there And the drinkers nestled all warm in their snugs Dreaming of cask fermented suds And me at the bar with my […]
