Butts

I hope we don't see any of these butts on our next visit to the beach...

...and I don't mean the people:)

Ronnie

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Off to warmer climes

I finally nagged persuaded P that he needed some sun so depending on what time you read this post I'll be up in the air or...

maybe taking a walk on the beach with P

...or better still - getting tanned.

Have scheduled posts. Wont be reading or replying to comments until I return but I'll try to share a few holiday snaps if I can get a connection. 

See you when I get back. Behave while I'm away.

Love,

Ronnie
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T-shirt missed

I saw this t-shirt the other evening through the window of one of the little boutique stores in our local town, it's a man's but that doesn't matter, I liked it, I think it must be the rebel in me and I decided to go in next day and buy one if they had a small size. I thought it would be nice to wear, just casually, in the house and test my husband's reaction.

Unfortunately it was the only one left and it was an XL, which was probably why it was marked down. I passed because it would have been like a tent on me, it didn't look so big in the window but that's because they peg it at the back, ah well, I probably wouldn't have had the nerve to wear it out anywhere and my husband would probably have spanked me for wasting money on a frivolous rag.

Ronnie

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His Lordship's Rules

Depending on what time your reading my post, I could be sitting in a Ryanair workhorse en route to Spain or already in Girona, Barcelona or somewhere in between.

Here's a small picture post from my 'reserves.' I was going to post the final part of the Riding School Story, where Miss Robbins goes back to the Riding School for her lesson, but as my scheduled posts don't always seem to work I thought safer to leave that one until I get back. Of course if this scheduled post doesn't work, sorry. But then again if it hasn't worked, I'm talking to myself anyway. Does that make sense? Well when I get a wifi connection I'll know.

In any case hope you have a wonderful weekend, I think we will and I hope I shall be able to report a spanking or two.

His Lordship's Rules.....

The kindly Butler and his wife seemed so nice that Mary accepted the job in spite of the unusual uniform requirements.

The boys wore buttockless trousers and the girls wore buttockless dresses if they were hostessing and butockless tights with short skirts if they were carrying out domestic chores.

His Lordship's rules. And his Lordship was a stickler for rules.

Her first evening, an art review, was being held in the ballroom for 500 hoity toity guests and Mary felt very nervous about serving drinks with her bare bottom on display.

She'd never been patted and pinched so much in all her life but the tips were very good and everyone seemed most kind.

But she was shocked later to discover that His Lordship's penchant for well displayed bottoms extended to practical matters of a disciplinary nature.. When she passed the drawing room on her way to bed she saw through the part open door 3 of her colleagues and one of them was being held over a large desk receiving what looked like a caning.

Mary hurried to her room.

See you Tuesday.

Ronnie

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While I'm Gone

Now you didn't think I'd go away without leaving you any pictures to look at.

My scheduling doesn't always work so I'll be keeping fingers crossed

I've got your drink ready, now can I have my spanking.

I think the girlsl took dress-down Friday a little too far

Now I wonder what this gentlemen did to earn him a spanking?

Ronnie

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More Jeux De Dames Cruelles 1850 - 1960

Come join me as I take another peak inside the book "Jeux De Dames Cruelles"

Click pictures for larger image.

1900

For those who have missed previous pictures you can see them here and here.

Ronnie

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A never ending task

It could take a man ages to work his way around these naughty girls, and by the time he got to the last girl the first would have worn off so he'd have to start over.

A never ending task.

Ronnie

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Flushing out the Prudes

I'm not sure if any of you remember me posting about some very nice post-it notes that P was given. I've linked it here.

I said jokingly that I might use them in the office and they might flush out the prudes. I did start using them but just for my own use and I occasionally messaged P with one, actually our son was down at the office the other day and he spotted them and thought they were great, said we should ask Bill for some more if he's got any left.

Anyway not to digress. Yesterday I had to do some photocopying, quite a pile of complicated paperwork, all in the right order, and I made some notes on the post-its and kept them in separate piles. Copying done I went back to office.

A bit later P went to the copy room for some coloured paper and came back to our office with a sheet of A4 with one of our little post-it notes stuck to it and a message saying more or less whoever this belongs to please remove and refrain from leaving such male laddish trash in communal areas. I didn't recognise the handwriting, I don't think it was from the admin office because they have sense of humour there. I wonder if the poster identified me as the culprit by recognising my scribble on the note, or maybe they saw me leave the copy room.

Now for the record I'd say about 40-50 people share the use of our copy room at various times, we have our own offices but certain shared facilities, and probably 70% of them are female and I'd say the writing was a woman's hand. I'd say the woman responsible should lighten up, goodness know what she'd think if I left a page of links to spanking blogs, I think the paramedics would have to be called.

Talk about flushing out the prudes.

Ronnie

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