The Bumhampton Chronicles: Chapter 2 (Part 5)

I gulped back sobs as His Lordship shut the wardrobe. “I was going to strap you later after you’ve dusted, but based on your hysterical overwrought theatrics you’ve now earned twice daily discipline for the next week.” He touched my tear stained cheeks and smiled affectionately. “You are not going to be ‘sold’ you silly chit: all my girls are offered the opportunity of marriage to established men of the mercantile class. We will train you in the social and amorous arts and provide you with ample funds. Now! Bend over my desk Ruby and prepare to be soundly strapped.”

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        1. Hmmm…. as the writer, I contend that there is nothing wrong in enjoying, therefore, the character will resolve the inner conflict… not however too soon, otherwise what would the writer have to write about? Sounds like the reader needs a good thrashing herself.

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          1. The reader has, in fact, already had that guilty pleasure this morning. But what’s a poor reader to do when writers produce stories which put the idea straight back into her mind?

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            1. Ahhh… the writer was wondering. ‘guilty pleasure’ is the wrong phrase for the reader to use. ‘Well earned pleasure’ ‘deserved pleasure’ ‘needed pleasure’ The reader should understand that the writer’s stories are designed to show that guilt has no place in a well-crafted relationship based on love of the strap and other implements of correction. The writer has always believed that receiving the strap is a sign of strength not weakness of the internal nature. She that is spanked is loved in full measure.

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      1. I know that! 🙂 But imagine all those walk-on extras you could have who are completely oblivious to the fact that there’s something wrong with the social structure of “Empire” when the queen keeps getting shot at!

        He reminds me of a version of Mr Rochester, played by Ciaran Hinds in the film of Jane Eyre. If you can find it on YouTube, watch it. You’ll see what I mean.

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