English customs

The American girl at the next table wasn’t the only young lady in trouble in the Oxford coffee shop last weekend. For, sitting next to the window, were an older couple – early 60s, well-spoken – and a pretty young thing with an eastern European accent.
The arrangement was obvious: they were retired academics, who’d […]

work and play

D. and I have spent a lot of time together this month, working on some shared geeky projects. Among other things, he’s helping me with the back-end of my embryonic spanking film site. We’ve worked together before, when I did some freelance work a coupl…

Shipped to school

I’ve cut out the following passage from a Sunday magazine, but can’t remember which one it was. It does paint a yummy picture for me:
It seems inconceivable today that an 11-year-old would be put on a train and told to disembark at a town she knew only from its name on a postcard. I adjusted […]

Potpourri

This is either a post about nothing in particular or about six posts in one. I’ll let you choose.This post is #1100 for MBS. That isn’t a particularly noteworthy milestone, but it does seem like a lot of words. Every once in a while, a reader tells …

inventory of hurts

1. The non-kinky1a) Right foot, bruised.When I say “bruised”, I mean “purple on top of foot from toes to ankle, with interesting mottled effect, and some grazing”.Okay, so, I know that cycling while drunk is bad, but at least you’re only likely to put …

The academic approach

Oh, how I enjoyed teasing Haron with thoughts of canings whilst she wandered round Oxford colleges with our visitors the other day. I waited for them to return from their tour in a bookstore’s coffee shop, and couldn’t help but observe the table to my right.
Three young American women. Students in the UK for the […]

In the Master’s study

I went on a walking tour of Oxford colleges to indulge my fetish for old buildings. Abel chose retail therapy instead. As I stood among a group in the Quad of the New College,* my phone buzzed with a text message.
Girl on tour heads through the door marked ’strictly private’. Finds herself in Master’s study […]

Wrong

The doctor says I am going to scar. That means, of course from my biceps to my wrists on both arms (back and forearm) and on both legs from mid-thigh to ankle (both calves and shins and the back of my knees).I am not happy about this. Beginning next we…

ManagersOfficeCam

To dinner the other evening in one of London’s more original new restaurants, Inamo. It combines outstanding Asian fusion cuisine, with “an interactive ordering system” whereby the menu is projected on to the table in front of you. You make your selections - and place your order - by clicking on the relevant options using […]

Recap: MBS Sunday Brunch for July 26

I knew this would be a popular topic and generate plenty of good suggestions. However, I was still surprised by the number and quality of responses we received. I am grateful to everyone who contributed.Burl Apsack: My suggestion is that the new blog…

gaming industry in sexism shocker

EA Games have announced a upcoming competition to promote their new game, Dante’s Inferno. Here’s the flyer, reproduced courtesy of top geeky news site Ars Technica:So EA Games are going to have a booth at Comic Con launching the game. The booth will b…

MBS Spanko Brunch #184

Happy weekend, everyone! It’s time again for brunch.This week’s topic was inspired by MBS readers, but I can’t attribute it to any one person. I conducted a poll a while back about blogging. All of the results were enlightening, but the number that …

The duty of care

I dreamed I was a prefect. This almost never happens: I’m more likely to be dealt with by prefects in my dreams, than be one of them. My boyfriend, also a prefect, had caught a few younger girls smoking, and was about to cane them in his study.
I knew that he particularly disappoved of smoking, […]

Captured, whipped

I was an army officer in my dreams last night; I found myself on a parade ground, standing before lines of soldiers captured from ranks of the other side of a civil war. They all happened to be female, quite conveniently from a kink perspective.
I addressed them briefly, promising that they would be well-treated in […]

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