Men, huh? Can't live with 'em. Can't strip 'em and spank 'em. Well actually, you CAN, in this little corner of cyberspace. Around here, fully grown males are at constant risk of humiliating bare bottomed correction - hence the 'humblings' of the title.
...my thousand-word assignment, that is, on the theme 'What Mary did to Frank during their picnic'.
Actually, it's not quite as drastic as that. The story I'd intended to publish this month is merely somewhat delayed, and I promise to get it posted just as soon as I can.
Meanwhile two of my favourite fellow bloggers have been kind enough to feature some of my work this week, which always makes me improbably giddy.
First up is Qbuzz, who's included a couple of pictures you won't find here; and then there's the lovely Ronnie, who's even written her own delicious text to accompany an illustration.
Both sites are rather ace, so if you're not already familiar with them do take the time to look around and say hello while you're there. :)
All lovely words, of course - but only nine of them are in today's deliciously kinky Word Search game. Which ones they are, and where, is for you to discover.
If you haven't played before, then do head over to this post where you'll find all you need to know about how this stuff works. Nothing much has changed in the meantime, except that we have a new adjudicator (apparently the previous one was dismissed for being insufficiently stern).
Anyway, once you understand the mechanics don't tarry there but hurry back, find nine words from the list above, highlight them all by clicking on their letters and then hit that big ol' SUBMIT SELECTIONS button. The very first visitor to be successful and leave a comment telling me the password that the adjudicator gives to him or her will win a genuine, actual bona fide prize drawn by yours truly.
As before, you won't want to try the adjudicator's patience by submitting an incorrect or incomplete entry... or will you? ;)
My fellow travellers of the spanko universe (puni-verse?) have
spent the last few weeks making me feel all warm 'n' fuzzy -
even though few of us actually know one another beyond our
pseudonyms, the stuff we post online and the occasional fun
exchange of emails or blog comments.
First Devlin O'Neill recorded 'my' Christmas song for his blog,
then the Library of Spanking Fiction used one of my stories in
an ebook, and now the very nice and talented gentleman who runs
Tales has been inspired to produce two drawings based on this tale of mine from a few months back.
'The Glenmore' - possibly not how he's known to friends and
family - is both an artist and an author. I'm sure readers of
this blog will also find plenty to enjoy over at his place. I
like his informal, comic drawing style, and he also has a great
sense of humour - check out the words on the Scrabble board!
Please do say hello while you're there, and tell him Undy sent
you. He hasn't had his site up for long, and I well remember
how precious comments are when you're just starting out.
Have fun! :)
Some of you may remember the story Firm Discipline that I posted back in April, both here and at the very wonderful Kilahara Library of Spanking Fiction.
Well, now that same tale has turned up as the lead story in Volume 9 of the equally wonderful series of LSF eBooks, Women Who Spank Men. That version's allegedly been authored by some guy calling himself 'Rudi Glenn', though. I mean, really - sounds like a seventies porn star. I hope when those gorgeous, ruthless, amazonian copyright policewomen catch up with me... I mean, with him... he gets the spanking he deserves! ;)
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the shop
The workforce of elves had been toiling non-stop
To wrap up the presents and stuff them in sacks,
No time to make small talk, no time to relax.
For perched on a chair overlooking the scene
There sat a young woman in red velveteen.
Her garb was familiar, and trimmed with white fur
And being quite short showed a whole lot of her.
For those of you asking "Where's jolly St. Nick?
And who is this red-and-white minidressed chick?"
Well, Santa retired at the end of last season -
"Lumbago," he gave as the primary reason.
"Since I put me back out it isn't the same.
This sleigh-driving lark is a young Claus's game.
I've done it for hundreds of years, give or take -
It's time I clocked off for a well-deserved break.
I'll sit in my rocker, smoke pipes and drink beer.
My daughter Samantha can take charge from here."
When news of this handover got to the elves
Those mischievous minions had said to themselves:
"Thank God that old slave-driver's hung up his sack.
This Christmas we'll lounge and we'll slouch and kick back.
We'll tell our new boss she will have to play ball.
She's only a slip of a girl, after all.
We'll all get a helping of seasonal cheer
As soon as she sees who's in charge around here."
But looks are deceiving, and elves are not smart.
"There'll be no more slacking," said Sam, "for a start!
My management style's of a different sort
With visits to lap-land for those who fall short."
The elves had all chuckled and taunted "To where?
To Lapland, you say? But we're already there!"
But then their new boss put a stop to their glee
By putting the first of them over her knee!
Have a wonderful Christmas, everyone!
One of the greatest rewards in keeping a site like this is
having a fellow blogger spot something you've posted and share
it with his or her own visitors.
Sometimes it's just a passing mention of a post. Sometimes it's
the reuse of a picture for illustration. What doesn't happen so
often is that someone records a song - yes, a song -
inspired by one of your works.
In this case that someone is the charming, talented and really
rather renowned author of spanking erotica, Devlin O'Neill. He
liked this post from December 2011 so much that he
decided to lay down his own version of The Twelve Days Of
Christmas - or some of it, anyway - based on the
You can see Dev's post, and hear his recording, right here, and if it
doesn't bring a seasonal smile to your face I don't know what
will. It certainly did to mine - it was like, well, Christmas
While you're over at Devlin's domain, do take the time to look
around. It's a great, fun place to hang out.
Hats off to you, Mr O'Neill!
Welcome, everyone, to LOL 8 - organised, as ever, by Bonnie at
My Bottom Smarts (where you'll also find Bonnie's own LOL post, together with a
list of all the participating blogs).
Those of you who've done this before - it's the fourth time
that Underling's Humblings has had the pleasure - will
know the score by now. For those who haven't, it goes a little
Today's the day when we celebrate our 'lurkers' - the very many
visitors who tiptoe through our sites and rarely, if ever, type
stuff into the comment box that's tucked away under each post
(look, look, there it is - down a bit, down a bit... there you
Now, I really do appreciate every single person who stops by,
enjoys the pictures and animations and stories and occasional ramblings, and
keeps the hit counter ticking over. But what I really, really
love is to hear from you lot - even if it's only to say hello.
After all a hit count is just a number, but a comment is a
person is a human connection in the vast and sometimes
impersonal world of online kinkery.
So whether you're a regular chatterbox here or you've never
commented before, it'd be wonderful if you chose today to pop
up and say hello. You can say as much or as little as you like,
and if you want you can be totally anonymous - no registration
required! Tell me a little about yourself, what you do and
(grits teeth) don't like about the blog, what your cat's name
is, what you had for breakfast.
And while you're thinking what to write, enjoy 'Rear Window
Redux' - the revisited and revised version of the nosy
neighbour simulator I posted about this time last year. For the
traditionalists among you, it now features actual
spanking, prolonged but oh-so-tastefully silhouetted nudity and, um,
completion of the domestic chores whose neglect got our hero in
trouble in the first place.
Happy lurking... and if you feel like de-lurking, don't
forget to say hi. It really will make my day. :)