I run my tongue up his bare torso, tasting the sweat, teasing his nipples.  My hands follow,  his heart  races beneath my touch.  He wastes no time spinning me around and tears open my blouse roughly cupping my naked breasts.  Pushing me forward he yanks up my skirt and slaps my exposed bottom.  Soaked panties pushed aside as he drives into me giving me sweet relief…

“Stop ogling those workmen and get back to work girl!” the office manager growls, breaking my reverie. I scurry back to my cubicle with a secret smile on my lips.

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Submission for FFF#3.  Why not join in?

Men of the world unite against our underwear, in the name of safety.   How kind that they would look out for us in such a manner.

The only place to cross the river was upstream, near the waterfall.  Beware the ferryman, they joked.

To my surprise a woman was there, with sweet turquoise eyes and golden hair cascading around her soft naked hips.

“You may not pass here,” she stated.

“I must,” I replied.

“There is a price.”

“I will pay.”

“Kiss me.”

I did as she bid, her passion intoxicating.  With lips and tongue she aroused me unbearably and as I sank into her I realised too late her price.  There would be no crossing now or ever.

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My submission for the Flash Fiction Friday hosted by Tiggr and Spanky.  Thanks to both of you for putting this together.

Spring really has made it here to the southern hemisphere after all.  Today it was almost warm enough to walk in a short sleeved T-shirt.  I’m recovering from a cold so didn’t want to push my luck only to get ill again.

These are photos taken from a garden I walked through at the weekend.   Actually daffodils have been out for a few weeks prior to Spring but then the birds are nesting already as well so it seems mother nature knows what she’s doing.

The Trials of Spring

It was the first day of spring and she’d had enough of being indoors.  The weather had finally turned and she decided upon a stroll about her garden.  Everything was in bloom and it made her heart sing to smell the delicate fragrance of honeysuckle and see the bees flitting from flower to flower.

The beauty of the surrounds made it all the more distressing when she happened upon her gardener on his knees, weeding the flower beds, completely nude.

“What do you think you’re doing?”  she asked, her voice rising more than she  meant to.

The wretched man didn’t bat an eyelid, just stood up, turned to face her and grinned.

“Oh, just finishing the weeding.  Hoped to have it all done before you ventured outdoors.  But, well, here you are.”

“Yes, here I am.  You have nothing on you know,” she blurted out.

“I’m aware of that.  Is that a problem?”

“Yes, actually, it is.”

“Why? It was clearly stated in my contract.”

“Your what?” she asked incredulously.

“My contract, it ’s a document that sets out the…”

“I know what a contract is,” she snapped, pushing her spectacles back to the bridge of her nose.

“Well mine states I will garden nude.  It’s not my problem if you didn’t read it properly,” he said with a decisive nod.

It was about this time that she noticed a decidedly mischievous twinkle in the man’s eye and took a different tack.

“A contract you say.  Hmmm, I have standing terms and conditions for any contractors that work on my estate, would you like to hear them?”

“I suppose they only apply to nude gardeners.”

“But of course,” she smirked.

“Why don’t I tell you what your terms and conditions are.”

She thought about that for a moment and nodded for him to continue, wondering just where it might go.

“I would think they include some sort of punishment,” says the man and then looks around. “You might make him bend over that bird bath there and give him twenty good strokes with that pretty leather belt your wearing.”

She looked down at the belt and then back at him as a slow smile spread across her face.  “Well done, I see you did read them.  Best get comfy then.”

She had him lie across the bird bath, undid her belt and drew it through the loops.  Placing a hand on his back to steady him she raised her right arm and let fly with the belt.  As it cracked across both cheeks she said, “next time, I hope you remember to bring your clothes.”

“Next time, I hope you remember to bring your paddle,” was his reply which caused him to get quite a few more than twenty good strokes.

So it came to pass that the Lady and the Gardener found an enjoyable way to celebrate the first day of spring.

A nice one for the ladies to appreciate.  Looks like he is just ready for an invigorating skinny dip.  Too cold in the southern hemisphere for such antics unless you are mad.   I am a little worried though as he doesn’t seem to have a penis.  What? I’m just saying is all.

Have managed to pick up some horrid cold that is clinging on like a stalker.  Blocked nose and tissues discarded like blossoms all over the floor and yet I am back to work tomorrow to ensure the germs are shared fairly.    Actually I feel quite good just sound like crap!

Colds and study are my excuses for not blogging but the truth is a little simpler.  I have no idea what to write.  I need, not want, but need to get back to writing fiction.  I haven’t done any in about a year, more perhaps and have many unfinished stories hiding in folders forgotten on my hard drive.   It is time to get back to it.

Happily Spanky has organised a little Flash Fiction Friday event which might get me inspired.  That remains to be seen, however challenge #2 is up at Tiggr’s place if you would like to have a crack yourself.  The first one was exactly 69 words but I think Tiggr has extended that to be between 69 and 96 words so do read the guidelines before submitting.

Tomorrow is spring, yes it’s official.  1st of September is spring in Australia and I don’t care if it will feel the same tomorrow as today, in fact colder I think according to the Bureau of Meteorology, it will be spring nonetheless.

That’s it for now,  needed to put up a post so I didn’t have to look at my own backside every time I came on.

Hugs

Mina

This is for Bogey, seems my previous photo wasn’t enough, he wanted to see them in use, so to speak.

Heart knickers modelled as requested.  Don’t think you will get this every time a request is made.   I was feeling generous.    It’s not easy being both the model and the photographer!

Even though I prefer to do the paddling a girl still likes to wear interesting and, yes, sometimes cute knickers.

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I recently threw out all of my lingerie except one suspender belt that I adore because it is so pretty.  Figured when I want to find a new man I can get some new sexy apparel at that time.  I wouldn’t mind another corset.  What do you think?

This?

or this?

Or this sexy lycra get up?  Yes, I can see this one would match my riding crop!

Not sure any of them are me but the website I found these at is Instyle Lingerie and they have a large range of intimate apparel.  Hmm, another link for the sidebar.

Hugs

Mina

For Bogart, cute huh?

Alright, for those who are interested I have put up a few photos from my New Zealand trip.  It is hard to pick the  representatives considering I took over 1000 photos.  Ah, digital photography, you can’t beat it for price; imagine what that would have cost in film.  So, I took a great many whilst there and most are of family and won’t end up here.

Click The Gallery page and you will be able to view them.

Changed the set up in here as well. Not overly noticeable but the comments are back at the bottom which should make things a bit easier as no one, including myself, every got used to the comments being at the top.

I have also made public some posts that I had made private previously which include the posts of my exploits with F.   It is all part of my journey and was an enjoyable time that others might also like to read.

The new header photo is  cropped part of a sunset shot I took from the beach near my new home.  Can’t complain having such lovely scenes in easy walking distance.

Cheers

Mina

I know, it’s been some time.  Over three months in fact and I hadn’t intended to be gone so long but things usually have a way of working out just as they should do so I shan’t dwell on it.

I am surprised anybody comes by at all so thanks to all those who stop by for a peek and for any new readers who have found something of interest.

My trip to New Zealand was wonderful and spending time with my family was just what I needed.  I do have some photos I will put up at some time, just simple snapshots to show some of the scenery and such.

Life is good and I am getting out and about regularly, taking time to do some of those things I have always wanted to and never made room for.  I have also started some work related studies which considering I work in the finance sector is pretty dry reading and yet, surprisingly, I am enjoying it.

No man in my life at the moment and since I am not looking this also means no spanking.  There were, I thought, possibilities with a chap at work but that seems to be going nowhere fast and I can’t imagine him hankering for a spanking, but then you never can tell.  I can’t really complain when I am not actively looking; maybe sometime, but not yet.

What’s next?  A clean up of this place.  A new avatar.  Figure out which pages that I hid a while ago I want back up and some regular posts.  It has been a long while since I wrote anything so need to get back in practice there.

Apologies to those correspondents who have mailed me over the last three months and to whom I haven’t responded.  I haven’t been checking recently so am catching up now.

Special hugs for Janice, Wystan and Bogart.  You should know why.

It’s 11pm and time to sleep, take care. Talk soon.

Hugs Mina

Finally got my new mobile broadband up and running but just when I am about to take off to New Zealand for two weeks. Looking forward to spending time with my family and the rest will be welcome after the last rather stressful two weeks.   Actually it’s been stressful for about a month but the last two weeks have been the most difficult.

Upon my return I shall give this place a bit of a clean up and see where I am in life.

Loving my new home it is a delight though I haven’t had much time to enjoy it nor take any walks along the beach.

No time for more, just that I will be back on a more permanent basis soon and I will see if I can take any lovely pics of New Zealand to make you all jealous.

Take care of each other

Mina

Tomorrow I move into my new place…actually it is today since it is  now 2:30am.  Have finally finished all the packing and am ready for the final push.  Really looking forward to this, but I am very tired since I am doing the bulk of it myself.

After this post I will be offline for at least three days, though it could be longer depending on how long it takes to get my new broadband service up and running.

As to my spanking life, well that is on hold for now.  I have said goodbye to F, for various reasons, as things were not heading in the direction I wanted and I don’ t believe they ever would.  So, as another friend said to me, “On to the next frog”.   I admit I will not be actively looking for some time as I have a lot to organise myself first and I have realised whilst I am happy to date I am not interested in living with anybody.    Slow and steady….with plenty of spanking…of course.

I am sure I will have a wonderful and willing chap over my knee again at some point.   In the meantime I can get my imagination fired up and write more stories, as well as finish others I have begun…blush.

Off to sleep now and will see you all when I return to cyber world, but before I go, below is the picture of what our naughty brat receives once she has given the headmaster the fingers.

Yes, 6 out of 13 people guessed right, that the cane would be employed for this infraction.  Just look at their faces, these two are having far too much fun, the lucky devils!  Recidavist suggested she get strapped across the hands since she was giving a rude hand gesture.  He is quite right that would be veryappropriate and then the caning after…

Hugs and see you soon.

Mina