Five Little Words

Some of you will remember a series of polls I ran back in July, inviting people to choose what they wanted to see in a new drawing. I really enjoyed that exercise, and I thought the resulting picture came out pretty well, but it was based on some seriously limited options.

I thought it'd be fun - and challenging - to really open up the field this time around. So for the next few days, I'm inviting brief suggestions from any visitor who wants to play. Is there an unusual implement, or a location, or an item of dress that you've always wanted to see in a spanking scene? Maybe you just have something wacky in mind that you just want to see if I can portray. Whatever it is, I'd like to hear it!

To try and keep some kind of grip, let's limit the suggestions to one idea per person, expressed in a maximum of five words. So 'mouth soaping' would qualify, as would 'spanking aliens from outer space'. But 'blonde woman in a green dress caning a man in striped pyjamas in a New York loft' would not. And I guess if you want to help me out (and why wouldn't you?) then you could scan through the comments before yours and try not to contradict them - for example, if someone's already provided a setting then you might like to consider some other aspect of the picture.

I reckon I'll draw a line - see what I did there? - when I've heard from ten people or so. For giggles, I'll then try to incorporate all your ideas into one drawing - hence the reason for keeping them simple. If it makes my brain hurt too much trying to squeeze them all in, I might spread them across several works (listen to me, talking like I churn one out every couple of days!)

Of course, I do want to keep everything within the spirit of the blog - that rules out depictions of anyone underaged, anything 'extreme' or gory, real people, and explicit sexual activity. Those are all the ground rules I can think of right now, but I may have to implement some emergency additions once the comments start coming in! ;)

For now, over to you... and feel free to be as creative, random and, well, challenging as you like!

In Case You Were Wondering...

...I haven't been a total slacker these last few weeks. If you take yourself over to 'All Mine', you'll find the drawing I did for my wickedly wonderful friend Suzanne, who owns that blog.

While you're there, take the time to say hello and browse the rest of her posts. Fans of sissying, cuckolding and just good old fashioned femdom spanking will find much to enjoy! Do pop back here and tell me if you like the picture, but if you want to reuse it anywhere please be sure to ask Suzanne's permission since I drew it specifically for her.

By the way, you'll notice that Suzanne posts pretty often. Her prolificness makes me look pretty lazy by comparison.

I guess I am a total slacker after all!

Nice Work If You Can Get It... or... A Job With All The Frills

I don't think I told you that my stepsister Wanda recently landed herself a 'dream job' with OSIRIS - you know, that firm where the managers are all women and they've a policy of corporal punishment for the male employees?

Anyway, since she joined I haven't stopped hearing about it - about the sixty-day annual female holiday allowance (and the five-day male allowance), and the weekly 'girls only' social events, and the women chatting over coffee for half the day, and the men lined up naked for their disciplinary interviews, and... well, you get the picture.

I haven't seen Wanda this excited since the day they made her a prefect at school. Not only do OSIRIS pay her handsomely for doing next to nothing, she also gets to indulge the sadistic streak she's had since we were kids. Barely two weeks in, she's already planning which of her cute male colleagues she can get into trouble so that they end up stripped and paddled before the month is out.

Wanda's ambitious, too - she reckons she'll be promoted within six months, which will also earn her paddling rights. This too makes her positively giddy with anticipation.

Just yesterday afternoon my heart sank when I opened my inbox to find yet another email from Ling, Wanda. After the usual preamble about how she'd spent the morning painting her nails, surfing the web and belittling the guy at the next desk, she drew my attention to an article that she'd forwarded from her company website. It advertises an upcoming fundraising event that... well, see for yourselves.

You couldn't make it up. Could you? ;)