A Night in Old Vienna

Another from the vault by the Divine Miss E, written on her return from Kosovo. I think it was her best effort as it perfectly captures her.

Spring in Vienna came with cool breezes and soft clouds. Perfect night for a stroll. The keys to the elaborately carved side door felt smooth and heavy in his hand. Sad that everything had to be kept locked all the time. Slipping down the street he turned toward the market, thinking of the ever changing display of wares. Too many tourists, but they were interesting to study too. Perhaps a steaming mélange to warm him. Lost in thought, he glanced across the street. Something about those girls was familiar. All too familiar. What were they doing out this late, in this part of town?  He made a mental note.    

Crisp white table linens were one of life’s best pleasures. The sun streamed in the windows and sparkled on the silver. As usual the newspaper was full of distressing announcements, and trivial drivel. He shifted in his chair and had the slightly unpleasant feeling of having forgotten something. Clatter on the stairs told him the girls were descending. Elizabeth was bright eyed and pert, Elise languid. Sliding into her chair, Elise poured a cup of coffee and reached for the paper. Elizabeth breathlessly offered a “good morning” and started to chatter about her sightseeing plans. Deep in his brain, a little thought begin to stir, then rushed to the surface.  Lowering the paper, he gazed over his glasses at Elizabeth, “What were you doing out so late last night?   Where had you been?”   The newspaper tented in front of Elise rustled ever so slightly. Elizabeth’s big blue eyes widened and darted nervously around the room. Everywhere in fact, except to return his look. She leaped from her chair, “I just have to have more of that delicious juice. I don’t know where you find it.”  He leaned forward, “Sit down, young lady. I believe I asked you a question.”  She popped back in her chair and a look of sheer panic swept across her face.  He turned, “Elise, I want to know what you two were doing last night.”  The paper lowered slightly, and she peeped over the edge. He saw in an instant that she had a guilty look. ” I see”, he said, rising.  A few steps to the den, a drawer opened, and he returned to the table.    

He placed the crop on the table between the girls. Elizabeth was frozen with terror. Elise was studying her plate intently and was already biting her lip. No need to even hear the details of what they’d done.  “Elise, on the wall, NOW”. He tapped the wall with his crop. She knew better than to open her mouth and silently got up. She stood with her feet apart and leaned over to place her palms on the wall. Elizabeth was squirming in her chair, already close to hyperventilating.  They would learn a lesson today. The pajama bottoms came down and with each blow of the crop a bright red stripe appeared. Elizabeth jumped and whimpered each time as well. Elise knew better than to reach back or move out of position. But soon even her resolve melted and she was begging him to stop. When he was satisfied, he sent her up to her room with the promise of a trip across his knee when she’d had time to consider her folly. Laying the crop back on the table, he took his seat and picked up the paper as though nothing had happened. “I’ll just run up and make my bed”, Elizabeth chirped.    

“I don’t think so.” he said in that frightening measured tone. 

By The Numbers

Today’s post is a tribute to the number  download 


You know the security images some websites show when you sign in and you are supposed to see the name you gave them to ensure you are on the right site? Well, I have not been offered any images like these.If they did, I might take security more seriously.

bottoms 2 at beachTwo at the beach bottoms 2 at bridgeTwo on a bridge bottoms 2 at fireplaceTwo on the fireplace bottoms 2 in bed Two in bedbottoms 2 in pool Two in the spabottoms 2 in the surf Two in the surfbottoms 2 in windowTwo at the bay window bottoms 2 kissing Two kissingbottoms 2 pink shorts Two Bentbottoms 2 spanked Two spankedbottoms 2 twinsTwins bottoms 2

Two more spanked


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Be sure to watch for this post to be imitated soon on a web site near you.

Graphics That Amuse Me

The less I say and the more pictures I post the more hits I get. Happy?

The first one should count as several pictures, since they are several subjects and they are all smiling. No frowns, no tears. Happily spanked.

bottoms six 

Six Spanked Bottoms – Look Mom and Dad, I am learning so much at school.

You can see red Solo cups, so you can assume alcohol is involved. I wonder what the occasion was?

I did not start college until I was 21. I had my own place, so I missed dorm life. But, we had a huge old house and threw some huge parties. But nothing like this.

Oh, I have to pick one? OK, the cutie blond on the left. PS, if you look really closely, you will see two guys in the background.


I like to wear panties when we play sometimes. I did wear them to work sometimes in my 30’s. I gave that up as the Boys got real hot and squeezed in them.


My kind of gal

no shirt no shoes

x Porky-Pig

I Like Tall Women

I am tall, 6’4”, and I like tall women. Bacall is 5’8”. I also like blondes. Bacall is blonde.


So you might understand that I would like the bend over the desk while a tall blonde put the wood to me.


I wonder how many men have had some sort of fantasy involving Christina Hendricks? Nothing wrong with tall red heads either.

Lingerie and Heels

All my life I have had a fascination with lingerie. It is certainly not practicable. It’s quite expensive. It does have it’s purpose though. It makes the wearer feel enticing and sexy and it has the desired effect on men – women too. Nothing quite like dressing up in racy lingerie, a skirt or dress that shows off the figure, adding a pair of fuck me pumps and prissing about to improve a gals self-image. Well, that is what I am told.

Here is an example. The tassels accentuate her hair don’t you think.

lingerie ohlala Such an outfit sets the stage and invites an evening of role play.