You're Still My Stepdaughter

She was away at school all semester. So, before she returns in a few days for the spring term, Diane made sure she got at least one chance to give her stepdaughter a really, really good one.

Season's Syncretism

Interreligious relationships tend not to last all that long. Fortunately, Brianna and Genie seem to have figured out a middle ground that works for everyone.

Happy Holidays, everyone!

The General Ass-istant

The management noticed a strange thing this month. Looking at the charts, office productivity spiked right at the end of November. Apparently, April's coworkers and floor manager alike were much more motivated and energetic workers after witnessing her extra humiliating punishment from the boss. Apparently, the overall increase was greater than that brought by their newest employee's actual work. So, like any good businessman, the employer reassigned her into the newly created position of general ass-istant.

April wasn't exactly thrilled at the news. But on the other hand, she's not being paid any less, and unlike her previous position this is a job where everyone can help keep her on task. Because being kept on task pretty much IS her job now, aside from the occasional memo or coffee delivered, phone call answered,or floor swept.

It's never been a happier work environment, at least for most.~

Better Luck Next Time

I got this one down a couple months ago, but I didn't get a chance to touch it up until now.

I happened to see that girl who Pietro helped to educate a while ago back in September again later in the fall. She seemed to have really, really liked what she saw back then, because she was strutting around that dockside bar just DARING guys to give her attitude. She eventually succeeded in baiting one, and went for her hairbrush just a little too eagerly. And, well, he took her out onto the back deck, where it turned out she still had a lot to learn about dominance!

Hopefully this setback doesn't discourage her from giving it another try sometime. Finishing this drawing reminds me that I do know where her sister lives, at least. Maybe I should stop by and ask how things have been since?

Bio: Donna

That's Doctor McCabbe to you! 

Ruling the local clinic with an iron palm, this is one doctor who you should never ask "will it hurt?" It will, and asking is just going to make it worse!

That said, Donna is very committed to her career, and doesn't have a lot of free time outside of work, which is why she makes sure to squeeze as much enjoyment as possible out of it. She's made things less stressful for herself in recent years by making some aesthetic and cultural changes to her work environment as well. Changes that nurses Pietro and Kacey often rue, but they haven't shown any intention to quit yet!

Double Dose

I drove Perry in for an exam earlier this week. We won't get into his medical situation, but it's nothing too serious, don't worry. 😄 It seemed like pretty smooth sailing, but then he somehow managed to knock over a sample jar and broke it while the nurse was doing his job. We both helped clean it up, but poor nurse Pietro told him that he wasn't going to get away with his carelessness unpunished, and that it would probably be in his best interest to let him take care of it instead of letting the doctor take it upon herself.

I've never seen that boy on the giving end before, so this was an interesting turn of events, albeit a tragically ironic one. Because, well...despite Pietro's best efforts, it didn't make a difference.

Oh well.~

Management Decisions

It's been a while since I checked in on April at her new job. It turns out I was just in time to catch a new development!

Spoiled little whiner that she is, April complained to the boss about the office manager allegedly punishing her unfairly. A quick look at the picture is all it should take to fill you in on whose side he took.

Haunted House Of Halloween Horrors

Happy Halloween, y'alls! Last night was pretty wild. There's a townhouse a couple neighborhoods away that a friend of a friend said was going to put on one heck of a display, and one that might be relevant to my particular interests. They were right on both counts!

So, first things first. The haunted house tour starts (like fun often does) with entry through the back door. They had a bit of a yard squished up against the neighboring fences, and that acted as the leadup to their jack-o-lantern display.

Nice, round pumpkins. Our scarecrow greeter seems to have gotten hot candlewax all over them repeatedly, but accidents happen you know?

We heard ominous giggling and chanting from behind the door, and after being ushered through it we came upon a scene of ghastly diabolism.

I guess it's an improvement over conventional witchcraft, what with only the victim's butt being sacrificed instead of the entire thing. More sustainable, I suspect, since you can reuse them.

The next room featured a curiously genderflipped appearance by Count Dracula and Mina Harker. 

Though I do have to say, Dracula's outfit looked more like an indecisive attempt at Dio Brando than anything else...and the Countess might have also thought more carefully about how much skin she was showing and how much makeup this would neccessitate. Still, the enthusiasm from both parties more than made up for it!

Finally, the house included the laboratory of an aneurotypical empiricist performing some spooky and absolutely 100% ethical experiments.

I'm not sure what concoction she was testing, exactly, but if thrashing and muffled cries were the desired result I'd call it a smashing success! Can't wait for the patent.

That was the whole walking tour. Some really interesting people live here, I'll be sure to try and get in touch with them in the future. For now, I hope you all enjoyed the holiday as much as I did.

Bio: Mamta

She might be twenty-one now and starting her web design career, but Mamta is one of those people who will always be a child at heart. When she isn't busy, you can often find her cruising around with the other girls or keeping up with her longtime hobbies of swimming, dancing, and trying to keep her kinky bisexuality a secret from her conservative family. She's gotten pretty darned good at all of those things.

Brian's Revenge

Mamta managed to talk Aisha and I into coming with her on another jogging expedition when the weather cleared up earlier this week. It turns out that she had a surprise in mind for both of us, though we experienced it differently. It started when, after Aisha started slowing down and Mamta had been running right behind her and trying to spur her on for a while, she suddenly bent down and pulled her shorts and panties down with one perfect movement before running away into the bushes cackling.

There were plenty of other people walking around the park, so Aisha, after she'd recovered from the surprise enough to do more than squeal and hop around kind of hilariously, had no choice but to dash behind the bushes herself to get everything back on before someone saw.

And, well, when I followed her into the bushes it turned out Mamta wasn't the only one waiting for her in there.

Brian had been itching to get back at Aisha ever since she lured his butt in front of an angry Diane, and Mamta was more than happy to help him out given her own experiences with Aisha. Once they wrestled her shorts completely off, they gave her a choice; take what Brian wanted to dish out, or find her way home half naked. So, for the next ten minutes, Aisha struggled to cover up her own screams to avoid attracting even more witnesses while Brian switched those big cheeks until there was nothing but stripes. The fact that Aisha had already been punished by Diane for her latest misdeed was of little interest to either of them. Or to me, really, but I wouldn't have raised any objections anyway.

Revenge is a dish best served hot, bare, and jiggling!

"Fake Geek Girl"

A customer at the comic shop Ellie recently started working at was skeptical about her field credentials, and reacted poorly when she proved that this was not the case. Too bad he'd already agreed to a bet with rather humiliating consequences for the loser.

Silence In the Library

Thank god for those sound proof private study rooms, or else there might have been more than one girl in trouble.

Unfinished Business

The day after the beach officially closed down, a certain lifeguard-evading, cell-phone-recording young man thought it would be safe to enjoy the last of the early autumn sun. Turns out, he wasn't the only one.

She Can't Sit Still

So, April started her new job this month. She did really well on the interview, like I said, but just less than a week in and the office manager already found issue with her time management skills.

Fun With Homophones

Brianna got an emergency call toward the end of the party Saturday night, and so she and Genie had to leave in a hurry and weren't able to give Heather a ride home. So, she ended up riding with me and my main man Perry.

We ended up making a leisurely stop at Perry's place first, though. See, while we both thought Heather made a decent cocktail waitress, Perry figured that in order to be a proper one she actually needed to have a cock in her tail.

Prowling Cougars

Cougars, also known as American mountain lions or Puma concolor, are solitary predators who rarely tolerate each other's presence.

Sexually aggressive middle aged women, on the other hand, are quite gregarious creatures, and have been known to hunt in packs.

Last Minute Wash

Sometimes it's Friday night and you're just getting dressed to go out when you find out that that boy who you paddled raw for trying to sneak into your house last week was set up by your live-in housemaid, who is about to go home for the weekend. There's no way she gets to sit down this weekend after that stunt she pulled, or that she isn't WAY overdue for some reminder that lies are filthy things that don't belong in her mouth. So, you have to deal with the situation right this second, however inconvenient for you it might be.

Our Own Private Waitress

So, the party on Saturday. Brianna and Genie asked if they could bring an extra, and were told they could, and apparently Brianna shot an invitation to that girl she babysat this summer. Said girl had apparently been anxious to hear from her again, and accepted.

Younger as she is though, Heather did strike the rest of us as rather immature. When the alcohol came out, and Brianna told her she would not be breaking the law by allowing a minor to partake, she threw a total fit. The cure to that - which Brianna absolutely, definitely, 100% wasn't expecting and working toward all along - was a bare bottomed hairbrushing in front of everyone. On Genie's suggestion, Brianna kept her pants, panties, and shoes after that, and - since she needed SOMETHING to do while everyone else was drinking - put her to work serving the rest of us. Mature and compassionate crowd that we are, I can assure you that no one took the opportunity to tease or humiliate Heather as she served us, and no one even thought of grabbing, pinching, or slapping her swollen red caboose as she walked by.

Sad to say, I was a bit late to the party myself, and missed the initial drama. When Brianna saw how put out I was over this though, she grabbed our little bare-bottomed waitress and pulled her right back over her lap for another hairbrushing just like the first, purely for my entertainment. She's such an amazing friend!

Bio: Pietro

Hellooooooo nurse!~ <3

Soft spoken and gentle mannered, Pietro can usually be found either at his student nursing program at the university hospital, or enjoying his precious time off partaking of the night life or seashore, though he also finds time to keep his painting hobby active. He's a nice boy, but also more than a bit of a tease, which seems to catch up with him...well, pretty much constantly from what I've seen.

Volunteer Teaching Assistant

In a continuing demonstration of the hornet principle, the sound of Pietro's roommate related misfortunes were apparently overhead by the tenants in the apartment below. And, today, when I was helping Pietro carry some groceries upstairs, one of the downstairs neighbors in question poked her head out and told him she had a favor to ask. Apparently, her little sister keeps letting boys walk all over her, and she wanted to teach her how to deal with inconsiderate boys. And, since there's a boy handy who's not a complete stranger to corporal punishment, she was wondering if he could be her...shall we say...teaching assistant.

Pietro was ambivalent, but when I promised to bring the rest of the groceries up by myself in exchange for a front row seat...well, he might have started regretting it after the paddle came out, but I certainly didn't.

The Price Of Impatience

I think the title speaks for itself.

Hot Tub Exhibition

Mamta and I made a new friend today! And she has a hot tub! It seems like I can't leave these two alone for three minutes to mix drinks without them getting up to shenanigans, but I'll live.

Rooftop Garden Discussion

I checked in on Rowan to see how his first month at college was treating him. Last I'd heard, he'd found an ad for lodgers from some wealthy local empty nesters who mostly just wanted the company. Turns out that the lady of the house, at least, hasn't forgotten how to discipline, and she isn't any less strict with her renters than she'd be with her own children.

She's actually stricter with the lodgers. Like, a lot stricter. Seriously, this would probably qualify as abuse if it was an actual parent doing this to her kid. It isn't though, so feel free to enjoy the spectacle 100% guilt free. 😉

Well, as always, I can't say Rowan doesn't deserve it. I didn't ask what he did, exactly, but I think we can trust this lady's judgement.

Harmless Little Prank

It turns out Aisha still wanted to get back at Brian for the bath brush incident. An invitation over to the place she does housework at twice a week let her put him in, shall we say, a more vulnerable position.

Towel Troubles

I ended up striking up a conversation with those interminably naughty nurses after my appointment, and paying one of them a visit the next day. He was in the shower when I knocked, but his roommate let me in.

Well, as soon as he got OUT of the shower, roomie started complaining about how he keeps coming out before drying himself completely and dripping water all over the living room carpet. He had a point. More importantly though, our favorite male nurse accidentally dropped the towel wrapped around his midsection during the ensuing argument, and we both saw the aftermath of yesterday's workplace indiscretion.

As a wise Brianna once told me, "we spankers are like hornets. When one of us stings, we leave a signal behind that tells others to attack the same target." I told her she was full of shit at the time, but now I'm beginning to wonder.

"But We're Off Duty!"

I had to go back to the hospital the other day to take care of a skin thing, and happened to observe the consequences of an interrupted workplace impropriety.

I guess that new nurse didn't quite get the message after all, though the doctor understandably seemed much more disappointed with her more senior coworker. I'm not surprised. Look at how many google hits you'll get for "naughty nurses." They're just terrible. I doubt whatever she did to them will stick, but from the sounds I heard from the breakroom she pulled them into it was a noble attempt!

Bio: Genie

Considering how many times I've drawn her, Genie's long overdue for a proper introduction. Gutsy, outdoorsy, and adventurous, this twenty-five year old stunner is always in motion. She's a ton of fun, but can also be short tempered and impulsive; qualities that often take their tolls on either her own bottom or on others within reach.

Genie fancied herself a dominant personality until she met her fiance, Brianna. Now she still fancies herself a dominant personality, but not as much.

Road Safety Lesson

A friend of a friend needed a ride to a job interview in a nearby city. Brianna had it on good authority that Genie might enjoy making this one's acquaintance, so I invited her along for the ride as well. Things went well until I got tired, and April offered to drive. Not five minutes after she'd gotten behind the wheel, she heard her cell phone chime, and reached down to get it out of her purse.

Needless to say, we made her pull over at once.

I'm not going to play innocent and say Genie wouldn't have spanked April had it not been for that. She'd been a spoiled little princess for the whole ride, and Genie and I were both getting tired of it. But it would have been a bit lighter of a tone.

Well, hopefully she learned a lesson from this. If nothing else, her interview apparently went well.

Running Too Hot

I was as surprised as anyone else at Sunday morning's turn of events!

No one's ever accused Jill of lacking enthusiasm, for her job or anything else she does for that matter, but I guess she isn't always at her most attentive. In chasing a certain rule-breaking miscreant across the sand that morning, she literally stumbled into a reminder of why rules against running exist in the first place.

I guess it's lucky for her that that boy's drink wasn't super expensive, or I don't think he'd have let her off with just a hand spanking. On the other hand...I haven't quite had the heart to tell her yet about the aforementioned rulebreaker turning around to see the show, or about my not being the only one to record the event for posterity's sake. Well, it's not like there's going to be any future repercussions of that, right?

Speaking of the future though, I'd tread veeeeery lightly on the beach for this next week or two. It might be a while before Jill is in a lenient or forgiving mood after this.

Brianna's Biannual Ritual

Last weekend, I had the privilege of being invited over to see a little ritual that Brianna and Genie have been practicing ever since they got together.

At least once every six months, Brianna will, in her own words, "revoke someone's sitting privileges for a lengthy period." We're talking hour long (or longer) multi-implement affairs, here, with all sorts of humiliation and head games along the way, above and beyond Bri's usual degree of sadism (not a statement to make lightly!). It's in Genie's interest to help Brianna find her biannual victim, because otherwise it defaults to her when time runs out. As it did this period.

If only she'd been a little more aggressive in recruitment these last few months, Genie would be assisting in the torture of an innocent bottom rather than getting it herself. Especially this time: it turns out Brianna exchanged some notes with the culinary protege we met at the ski resort, and has been waiting to see how much fun one can have with a peeled ginger root.

Quite a lot, as it turns out, unless you're named Genie. The whole neighborhood must have heard!

A New Nurse

Terribly sorry for my extended absence. I've been having a hectic time, including some health issues recently. On the plus side, I happened to get a good art opportunity at the hospital.

I don't know the new nurse's name yet, but I saw Dr. McCabe helping her get accustomed to her new work environment. I'm sure I'll see her again someday in the not too distant future.

Rowan's Internship

So, Rowan got into the summer program he was applying for last month. He wants to go into veterinary medicine, and there's a non-profit based not too far away that offers summer internships at their wildlife and stray animal rescue and rehabilitation center. I happen to be in the same neck of the woods while visiting my family this summer, so I stopped by at the place to catch up with one of the neighborhood cuties.

I turned out to have the strangest timing; Rowan had just gotten in some hot water with the main vet who runs the place for feeding a dog that was supposed to have surgery soon. According to him, it just looked too sad and hungry, and he couldn't resist. According to her, while that sort of compassion is certainly an asset for a future vet, he needs to be taught to reign it in when needed if he wants to succeed in the field. Luckily, she turned out to be far more skilled and experienced in providing aversion therapy than any of the interns had suspected. I arrived just as she'd finished, and left him in the corner of the intern dorm building's common room, where one of his fellow veterinarians-to-be was just approaching him.

His new friend had a condition he needed fulfilled in exchange for handing over the jar of cold skin cream, though. One that Rowan was hesitant to comply with - especially with me in the room now - but this doctor had paddled him almost as hard as the last one I drew him running afoul of, and he was pretty desperate.

I think I should take the time to get to know this Bradley boy, while I'm here. He really does seem to be a person after my own heart.

Settling The Score

Sorry I haven't updated so long. Haven't been feeling well, and have had a lot of work stuff to do, so I wasn't able to put this last picture I took at the gym into post-production until now.

So, what basically happened is that Aisha fled the weight room after her well deserved punishment, and Mamta and I headed to the locker room. We needed our post-exercise showers, and, she also wanted to rub some lotion on her butt; she might not have gotten it nearly as badly as Aisha did, but still, it's not like there's such a thing as a mild paddling from Diane. We went inside, and found Aisha already in there, taking a cold shower and staring mournfully at the state of her own multicolored cushions in the mirror. Neither of us had much sympathy for her after perving on Mamta like that (seriously, I HATE people who creep around and spy on others getting spanked. Who even does that, honest to god?), and in fact Mamta decided that since she was the offended party, she should have the right to give Aisha some extra punishment herself.

Aisha disagreed, but was outvoted 2:1. That girl really has the worst luck when it comes to showers, doesn't she? Second time in the space of a few weeks that she got spanked on a wet butt in one. Between the wet skin and the extensive battle damage she'd already suffered from Diane, Mamta didn't even need to use anything but her hand to have Aisha thrashing and screaming in short order.

Own Goal

When I drew Diane helping motivate Mamta to reach her fitness goal next time, I thought I saw another witness peeking through the blinds who hadn't recieved an invitation as far as I knew. I didn't want to interrupt Diane's important duties, or to ruin my picture, so I waited until she was finishing up on Mamta before telling her about the Peeping Tom. Or rather the Peeping Tina, as it turned out.

Aisha had told Diane she'd need to stop by her gym to pick up a house key, but she ended up coming twenty minutes earlier than expected, and when she heard the noise she decided to take a gander through the window instead of knocking. Mamta wasn't too happy about her privacy being invaded (truth be told, I think she might have also been kinda flattered by the attention, but mostly she was just mad), and Diane wasn't too happy about her client's privacy being invaded in her establishment. To make a long story short, Mamta got to watch a considerably longer, louder, and tearier show than Aisha did, and I got an extra picture out of my visit.

Bio: Jill

My homegirl here is what you might call a person with layers.

The first thing people tend to notice about Jill, whether they run into her on the sportsball field, the beach where she works her lifeguard gig, or the lecture hall at her pre-law program, is her 198 centimeter height and athletic build that makes her one of the most imposing figures of either sex they're likely to often be around. She has mixed feelings about this, as you might imagine.

The second, once they actually get to know her a little, is just how gosh darned adorable she is. What, with her giggling, her blushing at the slightest provocation, and her affinity for stuffed animals and the color pink that she just never grew out of. She's super fun to shop, exercise, or swim with, and there's no better advisor on hair, nails, and makeup.

The third layer, hidden quite treacherously beneath the second, is the fact that Jill needs far less justification to put you over her knee than her general personality would indicate, there's nothing you'll be able to do about it if she does, and when she finally lets you up you WILL be dancing around the room unable to think about anything besides how sorry you are for whatever it was you did.

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun III

It was a foregone conclusion that those two would be made to thank the girls for taking the time to discipline them, eventually. If they'd stayed facing the corner with their hands on their heads as told, though, they wouldn't have needed yet another round of hairbrush-induced discipline first as soon as Jill was done exacting her prize from Courtney. And their thanks might have been accepted in a slightly more dignified form.

Anyway, as I said, we started hearing people coming up to the hostel, so after this we had to get dressed again and head home. Hope those tourist boys stay in touch; they were fun. :)

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun II

I actually got multiple pictures out of that night in the hostel. The five of us had hours in there, after all, before we started hearing other lodgers returning in the wee hours and had to hastily cover up.

The festivities turned into a contest between Jill and Courtney, and after they each had a couple turns at both of those bouncy boy butts with their hands and each of their hairbrushes, well...the vote was unanimous. Courtney is one formidable spanker, but Jill is just on another level. And of course, to the victor went the spoils. Courtney protested at first, accusing us all of just wanting to see her big ass get it, but it didn't take long before she was convinced - through personal experience - that she'd lost fair and square. Anyone who's ever broken the rules at the beach since Jill started working there could have warned her.

The boys got put in the corner, both while Jill was resting her arm to make sure she could give Courtney a really good one, and while the really good one in question was being given. As you can see, they started having trouble with these simple instructions once Courtney's punishment began. I may or may not have captured the consequences of their disobedience in a third picture taken that night.

Goals Unmet

There's a reason Diane's gotten such a reputation as a gym instructor who makes sure her clients get the results they want and stick to the exercise programs they chose, and its not JUST because it's so much fun watching her own workouts.

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Jill, Courtney, and I were having our first night on the town in a long while when we were approached by these two slightly younger tourist boys. They were shy, but very polite and interesting to talk to, so they were given the time of day. After a few drinks, it came out that they were on the beach when Jill was dealing with that pair of rulebreakers, recognized her, and felt compelled to approach, but weren't really sure what they wanted to say to her or why. Jill was flattered, if a little embarrassed. Courtney was kind of jealous, even though she was getting her fair share of attention from the cuties.

We took them back to the hostel they were staying at, and found to our satisfaction that everyone else in their room was also out enjoying the night life. Jill and Courtney spent the whole evening seeing which of them could make each of the backpackers howl the loudest and dance around in pain the most energetically, and I spent it happily recording the event for posterity. We should go out together more often!

Ginger Snapshot

I heard the sounds of distress while walking down the street this evening, and so I crept up to the duplex in question and peeked in through an open kitchen window to see if everything was alright.

It all looked A-OK to me! 😉

I'm pretty sure that's the boy that Brianna, Genie, and I ran into at the ski resort, Alex. Don't know his lady friend, but he seems to have been practicing some advanced techniques since the coffee incident. He did mention he was a chef by trade, and he put his skills with the spatula, spoon, cutting board, and delicately carved ginger root to consummate use, to my voyeuristic delight. Her reactions were just adorable, although they scared the neighborhood cats.

I do hope I'll be running into one or both of them again.

The Last Night of Babysitting

The last night of babysitting Heather before her parents came back, Brianna realized that Heather would certainly be twice as bad as usual and invited Genie over to help keep the girl in line. Heather wasn't too keen on this at first, but when she saw them waiting for her in their lingerie in the living room she lost much of the will to resist. 

We'll see what Heather's parents think of the job Brianna did looking after their willful daughter tomorrow, I suppose.

Bio: Rowan

I've been showing you enough of him lately, so it's time for proper introductions. Nineteen years old and freshly graduated from high school this spring, Rowan is absolutely the sweetest and most helpful young man you can imagine, but more often than not things seem to work out in a way that causes those traits to get him into trouble rather than keeping out of it. There's no justice in this world, and it's awesome. 

Rowan is often mistaken for a girl, which has both its benefits and its drawbacks; he's thinking about cutting his hair to see what changes.

An Extra Long Physical

Rowan needed a physical exam and drug testing done before enrolling in the pre-college summer program he wants to do. It turns out that the doctor was at the beach a couple weeks ago, and recognized him from the spectacle that ensued from him and his friend ignoring the "no running" sign. He recognized her from the beachgoing audience as well, and got very fidgety and embarrassed.

She understandingly tried to put him at ease during her inspection of his body by making some smalltalk, asking if he's been running at any more beaches, if he's learned his lesson about following rules, commenting on how much whiter his bottom is than she remembered, etc. But, petulant little brat that Rowan is, he just got even more uncooperative, until she had no choice but to put him over her lap and spank him until he agreed to do whatever she said. When she took his temperature the most convenient way available given their current positions, she felt him get rock hard against her thighs; this unacceptable behavior earned Rowan an extra lesson in manners at the end of the physical, with the help of some standard issue hospital equipment she had the nurse bring in.