No, you aren’t hallucinating, this is Thursday, not Friday. However, we are still waiting for Lust in Spring, to be published on Amazon, so I am flipping the schedule. You may now resume your normal week.
This week’s Flashback Friday, was originally posted Oct 10th, 2009.
Alison was fed up with feeling sorry for herself. The more blogs she read, the more chat rooms she entered, the angrier she became. What was the matter with those assholes?
‘ALL I WANT IS A HARD SPANKING. NO FRILLS, NO SEX AND NO FUCKING BLOWJOBS! GET OVER YOUR SORRY ASSES AND GET A FUCKING LIFE!’
Creeps and perverts, creeps and perverts: that’s all I get. Where are all the good men?
“Hi dearie, you called me?”
“Who the fuck are you? How did you get in here? I’m warning you, I have a black belt.”
“Oh I know, Allie, your belt collection is kicking! Sorry, I’m your Fairy Spanking Queen and I’m here for your makeover!”
“Makeover? Damn, I knew I should’ve snorted less blow.”
“Thanks, Allie, but I only let men blow me. I am a Queen.”
“I noticed. Why are you here? Wait: Don’t tell me… my makeover. I’ll bite”
“Oooh you are kinky, Allie. We’re gonna get along famously! As your Fairy Spanking Queen, it’s my task to turn you into a Dom magnet. All those strong, ripped, hard men will be panting to get your panties down and blister your butt. Is it hot in here or is it just me? Does this dress make me look fat? I’ve never liked ruffles, but, union dress code and all that.”
“This is too bizarre. How exactly are you going to make me over into a Dom magnet? Haven’t all the good ones already got their hands full?”
“Sadly, Allie, you are correct. They do have their hands and whips and paddles full dealing with all the bratty girls. That’s why, we are making you over into a power woman.”
“A power woman? Padded shoulders and pouffy hair? No thanks.”
“No, silly Allie. A power woman! A woman who can stride up to the chosen Dom, tell him you need a long hard spanking; then turn and walk away. Any Dom worth the title will follow you anywhere.”
“And then, thanks to your makeover, pour moi cherie, you lead him back here, perform a strip tease, ending with being bent over this chair. Implements readily at hand.”
“No sex Allie, but lots of swats. My guarantee.”
“Where do I sign up?”