punana, instructions for the first week of June 2013

punana, dear,

I feel I've been neglecting your humiliation numbers. Watching your blog (and before that, your FB page), I often noticed that the humiliation number is often < 5. Your orgasm intensity number remains high, which is a good thing, but I think it's time to give that other number some attention.

You are to implement an additional protocol immediately: each day, as close to 6 p.m. as possible, you are to wash a baby carrot, lubricate it, and push it up into your bottom. It is to stay there until 9 p.m., at which time you are to remove it. You must remove it by squatting/sitting over a toilet and pushing it out, no fingers or tools. You can dispose of it however you like.

You are to do this beginning tonight (Friday) and continue straight through until next Friday night. 

If H wants you to suck his cock or if H wants to fuck you cunt, you are to leave it in place. If H wants to use you anally, you are to make an excuse to slip away and remove the thing. 

You may cum anytime the carrot is inside you.

I hope the other members of the Circle find this arousing. Please do your best to provide us with the kind of descriptive reports you do so well. Post them to your blog and/or here.

a punana; report to The Circle, 01/06/2012

At Sir John’s instruction, when a punana urinates, it puts its hand between its legs and allows its piss to run over its fingers and it wipes any drops of piss from its cunt-lips using its fingers, then it uses its mouth to clean its fingers.

Sir David and Sir John

First, may a punana express its gratitude to You both for taking the time to train such an unworthy sub-human thing. it knows how lucky it is to have not one, but two great men give it their precious time. a punana also wishes to beg Your forgiveness for not expressing its gratitude earlier. Thank You, Sirs.

Regarding a punana’s feelings about tasting its own piss; first time it was nervous, afraid, degraded, wondering what the hell it was doing. it reluctantly touched its tongue to its fingers before taking a deep breath and pushing its fingers into its mouth. Now, it still feels degraded every time it has to clean the piss from its fingers but accepts the need to do it and realises that it deserves nothing better. it continues to follow the procedure about 5 times each day, with a finger in its ass, putting 2 fingers in its cunt, cleaning them with its mouth then wiping with its fingers and mouth cleaning again.

As from today, a punana will use rubber bands on its nipples when it fucks the table; it is already aroused at the thought. The regular table fucking (twice yesterday and once, so far, today) is making a punana’s nipples more sensitive and it is almost always aware of them.

Last night a punana sucked Husband’s cock, kissing it first and worshiping it. As instructed, a punana held His cum in its mouth when He came and it used its tongue to push the cum out so that it dribbled down its chin onto its tits. A punana pretended this was an accident and made a joke as it used its fingers to wipe up the precious fluid and put it back in its mouth. Husband said it was a dirty girl and laughed at it.

A punana is so aroused all of the time now and wishes to beg permission for it to cum. Please Sirs, a punana is trying so hard, please may it cum?

Regarding ‘stepping up’, Sirs, may a punana respectfully remind You that it is away with Husband next week – from tomorrow, actually – so this may not be the right time to step up. However, it understands that the decision is Yours and Yours alone.

A punana

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New blog featuring punana

Our longest standing submissive has been instructed to maintain her own blog. This brings some of our best roleplay into a single place. She will be posting status regularly, including descriptions and pictures.

She will also continue logging all sexual encounters she has with H or members of the Circle.

The blog is at : http://submissivepunanyforh.blogspot.com.

If you've enjoyed reading her posts, please do subscribe.

(In case you've been wondering, "punana" is an assigned submissive title based on the word "punany". Legend (specifically http://www.urbandictionary.com) has it that the word came from India by way of Jamaica.)

a punana; Spanked & anal

Sir David, Sir John, Tiffany, Master Joe, Ladies and Gentlemen of The Circle,

a punana had had a hard day at work; well, a tough week. At home, it was a little petulant and it snapped at H over something and nothing. Quickly a punana remembered its place and apologised to H and suggested that it deserved to be punished; knowing that H had also had a frustrating few days at work.

To a punana’s surprise, H agreed and told it to remove its jeans and panties and get across His lap. it felt deeply humiliated to be in this position but, at the same time, a punana was loving it. 

 

H administered 20 slaps; 10 to each cheek. Silently, a punana counted as it relished the smacks, although they were not as hard as a punana would secretly have liked.

When H had finished, a punana slipped to the floor and got into position to demonstrate how sorry it was by worshiping H’s cock. But H had other ideas and He told it to get on the sofa on all fours.

He got behind a punana and pushed into its ass and started to ass-fuck it harder than ever before; usually, H is quite gentle when He uses a punana’s ass. This time He rammed into its ass, even grabbing a fistful of its hair as He did so.

 

That was enough to give a punana its first ever orgasm from anal and seconds later H shot His hot load into it.

After a few moments, it went to the kitchen to clean up, wiping up any cum that trickled from its ass with a finger which it then sucked clean. Then it returned to clean H’s cock using moist wipes; it cannot yet bring itself to use its mouth to clean His cock after It had been in its ass.

H said He hoped that He had not been too rough and a punana assured Him that it enjoyed it and told Him that a punana had had its first anal orgasm. H smiled and said that maybe it would not be the last and H told a punana to get dressed as Friday night was pub night.

It had been a humiliating and quite painful evening but a punana had a smile on its face for the rest of the evening. 

a punana

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a punana; 80 lashes

Sir David ordered a punana to give itself 80 strokes on its ass with a belt and then report back to The Circle.

Sirs,

So the time arrived; all week punana has been anticipating this moment with trepidation, and some excitement. Husband went out for the evening with some of His friends.

As soon as He left home, punana went up to the bedroom and stripped. it lay the belt on the bed and lay down, kicking its legs in the air and back over its head. it had tied some cords to the bed with simple loops on the free ends and now it slipped the loops over each ankle; easy to get out of but adding a little authenticity.

The moment had arrived. punana picked up the belt, wrapped it around its hand and, taking a deep breath, swung the belt. It landed with a sharp sting on its ass and a satisfying crack.

it swung the belt quickly again and again, eager to get to the 20 it is used to giving itself. 20 came and its ass was stinging a little and the flesh was reddening. punana continued, wanting, now, to take as many as it could without stopping.

In fact, it got to 43 before it needed to stop; past half way, but its ass was now red and tender and, although no tears fell, its eyes were tearing up.

In the break, punana tried to hand slap its cunt but this was unsuccessful. punana wondered about trying something like a kitchen spatula next time. So it continued to swing the belt; each stroke now making it wince and gasp. This time it made it to 68 before it had to pause again.

Although each stroke now stung, it knew it had nearly made it and it wanted so much to please You, Sirs. With one last effort it made to 80 and it laid down the belt with a sigh of satisfaction. it rested for a moment before releasing its ankles and lying flat. it wanted so much to slip its hand between its legs and finger its cunt, which was very wet.

Instead, it stood and put away the belt and the cords. Then it examined its ass in the mirror; very red – it would have to be careful to keep its ass covered tonight. Then it showered, went downstairs and kept busy with schoolwork until bedtime.

When Husband came home, He had had quite a bit to drink and was soon asleep. punana had trouble getting to sleep, its mind still active, thinking about the evening.

Next morning both the redness and the tenderness of its ass had faded, but not the memory…    

punana

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a punana; question and answer

Sir David asked a punana whether it had ever used a belt or some other instrument on itself.

a punana replied.

Sir,

punana has done this several times. it strips naked and lies on the bed, then it raises its legs into the air and back behind its head so that it is looking up between its spread thighs.

Then punana reaches for the belt which it has placed next to it. it swings the belt against its ass; usually 20 strokes. 20 delicious stinging strokes, though not hard enough to cause marks that last more than a few minutes.

Next time, punana will imagine that it is You, Sir David, administering the strokes; watched, of course by Sir John and the others.

And, as for humiliation, Sir, if You wish punana to be humiliated, then it must endure it. What punana wants is of no importance.

Your punana

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Following this, a punana was ordered to administer 100 strokes to itself. A report on this task will follow shortly. 

a punana; the girl back home

The girl graduated from university, came back home and got a job teaching in a Catholic primary school. She did quieten down but, occasionally, she would go out with her friends at the weekend and had several one-night-stands.

Then she started dating and fell in love with H who was two years older than her and who played for the same Sunday morning football team as her brothers.

After several years they got engaged, bought a house and finally got married. The sex with H was good but was strictly vanilla. But the girl still had cravings and needs for pain and humiliation.

For a while she satisfied these needs by viewing on-line BDSM porn and visiting adult role-play chatrooms. A favourite was a slave auction room where she would private message a number between 1 – 20 to ‘the auctioneer’, he would call her up onto the auction block and she would give a brief description of herself. Any Dom interested would call out a number in the first round of bids and the first to call the correct number won the slave. She would follow the Dom into a ‘private room’ and would be under his/her control for as long as she was required.

What excited the girl was that she had no control on how the role-play went. Sometimes she would be required to describe giving the Dom a blow-job, sometimes T/they would role-play her being tied up and whipped. Some of the Doms would suddenly disappear from the room and the girl knew that they had been wanking as she described what she was doing but she had a rule that she would not masturbate unless the Dom ordered her to. After all, she was there for their pleasure, not her own.

But suddenly her computer started to prevent her entering these room; flashing up a message that they were corrupted by a malicious virus. So she started to look elsewhere. So she started to visit sites where people had posted erotic stories; choosing to read stories which featured women submissives or slaves and she would imagine herself to be the woman in the story being tortured, abused and humiliated.

If she particularly related to a story she would email the author to tell him or her how much their work had aroused her. More often than not she would get no reply and, even when she did get a reply; it would usually be a simple “thank you, glad you enjoyed it”.

But then she got a reply from an author who was interested in her; her life, her fantasies etc. and she entered into a regular email exchange with the man she came to know as Sir David.

He wrote short stories featuring a main character based on the girl and He started to copy a few of His friends into T/their emails – the first forming of The Circle.

Eventually, He put a proposition to the girl; was she willing to undertake a three week “training” exercise? She would be given assignments to perform and she would then have to report back to The Circle. The girl took a few days to consider His proposal but, deep down, she was never in any doubt that she would agree.  

Very quickly it was decided that the girl was unworthy of a proper human name and so she given the slave-name of ‘a punana’.

The word punana is based on an Asian Indian word, punany, which means a woman’s vagina or cunt. From that moment on the girl had to refer to herself as ‘a punana’ or simply ‘it’, never ‘I’ or ‘me’.

This was all part of a process of deconstructing the intelligent, human woman and then replacing it with a trained, sub-human animal that it was always meant to be; 100% obedient to The Circle and, of course, to H.

The girl was about to become a punana!

a punana; punishment

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a punana: the girl's college days II

Wednesday afternoons at the university were reserved for recreational activities with no lectures scheduled. The girl had gone to the sports centre with another girl who was on the athletics team. While the other girl was out running laps, the girl was using one of the static exercise bikes.

A guy that the girl knew, named Mike, came to use the bike next to her and they started chatting. After a while, Mike said that he was done and he invited the girl for a drink. Then, after a few drinks they went back to the house that Mike shared with three other boys.

The girl was soon naked and riding Mike’s cock on the lounge floor. Suddenly, Mike’s house-mates burst in but the girl was too close to cumming to react. Instead a massive orgasm ripped through her body; intensified by the fact that she was being watched.

Through her post-orgasmic haze she heard someone say something about the four house-mates sharing everything and almost without realising she agreed to take on the other three men. So, one by one, they all fucked her with the others looking on.

The four had a little tradition of always having a nice dinner on Wednesday evening; at the house rather than eating in the college refectory as they did on other weekdays. They invited the girl to stay for dinner and one of them cooked while the girl went upstairs to shower.

After dinner, they all sat around watching television with a few more drinks. The girl was lying with her head resting on Mike’s lap.

After a while, the girl became aware of a stirring in Mike’s trousers. She smiled up at him and whispered, “Ready for another round?”

Mike replied, “A blow-job would be nice.” So the girl rolled off, positioned herself between his legs, took out his cock and formed her lips around the rapidly growing head. Of course, the other house-mates insisted that the girl blew them all. The second guy wanted her naked again so she stood and performed a rather clumsy strip for them. And after taking four loads of cum down her throat, she stayed nude until it was time for bed. She slept with Mike and sucked him again before they got up in the morning.

For the rest of the term, this became the girl’s regular Wednesday afternoon ‘recreation’; minus the gym! She would meet the four in the pub, have a couple of beers and then it was back to the house where the four fucked her – two of them liked to take her in the ass – followed by dinner, more drinks and blow-jobs all round.

While she was drying herself after showering on the fourth week, the girl realised that she had left her clothes downstairs. She looked around for a bathrobe but didn’t see one so she went back downstairs naked, intending to dress down there. But her appearance was so well received by the house-mates that they persuaded her to stay nude. As she was now accustomed to stripping again after dinner, she agreed and sat at the dinner table naked.

This was how it was from then on until the last week of term, except for exam week.

The last Wednesday of term, the four said they had something special planned. And as soon as the girl got to their house, the four men told her to strip and kneel, then they all stood round her with their erect cocks out and pointing at her. Although she didn’t hear the word until several years later, they wanted to do a bukkake. She moved from one to another, sucking, licking and stroking their cocks until, one by one, they shot their loads over the girl’s face and hair.

They told her not to clean herself, she could clear the cum from her eyes or lick up any she could reach with her tongue but, otherwise, she was to leave the spunk where it was.

The girl had never felt so naughty and sexy and she insisted on looking at herself in a mirror. One of the boys was a keen photographer and he took a number of shots; promising that they were only for this group to see.   

She felt the cum as it turned watery and trickled down her face, dripping from her chin and landing on her tits and chest; leaving trails of dried cum all over her face. She remained like this through dinner and after as they all sat drinking wine.

Later, the men decided it was time for them to fuck the girl but she asked that, if they wanted to make the evening truly special, they should tie her bent over the table and beat her ass with their belts before they fucked her.

Needless to say, the boys couldn’t believe their luck and quickly had the girl tied in position and they drew lots to decide who would take first turn. They each gave the girl twenty strokes; not too hard but enough to make the girl gasp and cry out before they had all finished. And the girl was close to coming; just from the beating!

They then took turns to fuck her with her still tied over the table; two used her cunt while two fucked her in the ass. The girl was exhausted by the time they had finished and had untied her and she was glad of a soak in a hot bath before she slipped into Mike’s bed and slept soundly.

 

Next morning she went from one bedroom to another and gave each of the four men a blow-job; as a thank-you and as something to remember her by.

Then, after breakfast and swapping of addresses, she went back to her own place. And she never saw any of the four again.    

a punana: sexual activity codes

a punana is required by The Circle to report on facebook any sexual activity it indulges in, using codes. These codes are as follows;

1. Date and time,

2. P = with partner (H) or M = masturbating,

3. C = its cunt, A = its ass, O = oral,

4. Number of members of The Circle present on line; e.g. during a live chat session,

5. Number of orgasms,

6. Arousal level on a scale of 1 - 10,

7. Pain level on a scale of 1 - 10,

8. Humiliation level on a scale of 1 - 10.

a punana: the girl's college days I

At the age of eighteen, the girl went off to university and continued her wild ways. She spent a lot of time in the Students Union bar and pub frequented by students and she had a series of one-night-stands and short term flings with sex always on the agenda; oral, fucking and even anal on two occasions.

The girl found anal sex painful and she didn’t like it but it never occurred to her to say no if that was what the boy wanted.

In short, she enjoyed student life.

She even persuaded a few of her dates to spank her. But each time, the boy was afraid of hurting her and saw the spanking only as foreplay. So, after a few half-hearted smacks, they would roll her onto her back and fuck her. The trouble was that the boys would be over-aroused and last only a short time before coming; leaving the girl doubly frustrated.

Then, early in her second year, the girl discovered the pleasure to be had with other women. Until then, the girl had been critical of other female students; even the prettiest ones, always finding something to criticise; this one’s ass is too big, that one’s got little tits.

By this time, the girl had stopped growing upwards and her bust had developed to a pert and perky B/C cup size and her ass was pleasingly round and fleshy.

Then one night in a pub with a group of other students, she found herself alone in the company of a man and woman she didn’t know. Both were very attractive and fit looking; the man was tall and dark while the woman was slim with blonde hair cropped short. The man bought a few rounds of drinks and almost before she realised, the girl found herself in the couple’s hotel room.

Another drink and they were all naked on the bed, the girl’s mouth filled with the man’s cock while she was finger-fucked by the blonde. Then, for the first time, the girl was between the blonde’s thighs licking and sucking eagerly on the blonde’s wet slit, bringing her to a violent orgasm. The blonde than changed position so that she and the girl were in a 69 position, with the blonde on top. But instead of continuing their lesbian love-making, the man moved in and slid himself into the blonde’s pussy and started to fuck her; inches from the girl’s face.

When the blonde had reached another climax and the man had pumped his seed into her, he withdrew and the blonde lowered herself onto the girl’s face and ordered the girl to clean her out. Obediently, the girl lapped up the combined juices before turning her attention to cleaning the man’s cock.

“Paul was right about her, what a slut!” proclaimed the blonde.

“Yeah, but worth every penny.”

The girl wondered what they meant; Paul was one of the group she had gone out with last night, but…

“Ok, get dressed, slut.”

Dazed, the girl started to comply but the blonde said, “leave the bra and panties; just get out!”

The girl pulled on her T-shirt and jeans and was out in the hotel corridor pulling her shoes on before she knew it.

It was three days before the girl could catch up with Paul to confront him. “Who were those people and what did they mean by ‘worth every penny’!” she demanded. “Did you pimp me out?” She was angry but also secretly turned on by the thought.

“No, no, it wasn’t like that. Alice is my sister and she and her boyfriend are into threesomes. We just sort of had a bet that I could fix them up with a girl. You happened to be there and… well… you do have a reputation as a bit of a slut…”

“Bastard!” cried the girl as she turned and stomped off.

“Slut!” she heard Paul shout after her.

Once she had calmed down, the girl decided that she would be a slut no more. Besides, she had other targets now; girls!

The girl started to mix with fellow female students that were known to be or suspected to be lesbian or bisexual. Some would have nothing to do with her but others were ok with her. She had several one-night stands and brief relationships with girls and then she met Melinda.

Melinda was 30ish, Spanish and she worked as a fitness instructor at a local health club and was gorgeous with a finely toned body and legs, olive skin and a beautiful smile.

The girl was with Melinda for about three weeks before the girl persuaded Melinda to use a belt on her ass. The girl loved it; all twenty strokes, but afterwards she could tell that Melinda was not comfortable with inflicting the strokes on the girl and soon their relationship began to cool. The girl realised that all she had in common with Melinda was the sex and, besides, she was missing real cock; being fucked with a strap-on was great but nothing beats the real thing when it comes to sucking a cock!

a punana - orgasm denial

Sir David has instructed a punana that He has taken control of it and that until further notice a punana may not have an orgasm without prior permission.
This is hard for a punana but The Circle knows what is best for it and, as a punana is nothing but a trained animal, it must obey.

a punana - Live Chat, 17/04/2013

Last Wednesday, there was a rare opportunity for a live chat as H was away from home for the night for work purposes; although this was arranged at very short notice.

As the UK is now on British Summer Time (GMT +1), a punana was confused over the start time and it was in front of its computer and ready an hour earlier than it should have been. However, having realised its mistake it closed down, went for a shower and then came back 15 minutes before the correct start time.

Still no-one there so it waited patiently but then slipped away to the bathroom. a punana’s heart skipped a beat when it returned and saw that Sir David had entered the chatroom. it quickly slipped off its bath-robe; its only clothing, and sat at, naked, at the computer to greet Sir David.

He asked what toys a punana had out and it listed them; clothes pegs, bulldog clips, rubber bands, dildo and butt-plug.

Sir David asked if a punana had a 12” rule available, which it did. He then ordered a punana to “warm up” by giving itself ten smacks with the ruler on its left calf followed by ten on the right calf. a punana was surprised how much this hurt and how quickly red patches appeared on its skin.

It was while a punana was administering these smacks that Tiffany entered the chatroom and a punana eagerly greeted Her.

Sir David then ordered a punana to sit with its legs spread wide and to use the ruler to smack the inside of its left thigh. This hurt even more as the flesh there is softer and smoother. But when a punana had to switch to the inside of its right thigh, the tears came to its eyes; a punana is right handed and the smacks were so much harder than it could administer with its left hand. But Tiffany made soothing and encouraging comments and a punana was able to administer all the required strokes.

Sir David then allowed a punana to masturbate and, if it could, to come within a count of twelve. Sir David counted up to twelve as a punana furiously fingered itself but it was agonising short when Sir David ordered it to stop.

a punana was ordered to stand and to get the dildo wet with its mouth; it then had to push the dildo deep into its ass and it had to fix a bulldog clip onto each nipple.

Sir David then told it to give itself ten more strokes to the same spot on the inside of its thighs; the tears were flowing now.

Tiffany wondered about attaching something to the bulldog clips so that a punana would have to lift the weight with its tits. a punana said that it had nothing to hook onto the clips and suggested it use string; completely forgetting that it had some weighted hooks that it bought from a sex shop months ago.

With the string tied between the two clips, a punana was made to pull upwards, stretching its nipples and tit-flesh up until fresh tears flowed. Then it had to wrap the string around a handle on one of the desk drawers and move back centimetre by centimetre as it masturbated and the clips were slowly pulled off its nipples while Tiffany and Sir David debated how long it would take for a punana to come.

Sir David had counted to 17 or 18 when the clip came off its left nipple causing a punana to cry out in agony and pleasure as it simultaneously came. A fraction of a second later, the clip came off its right nipple.

a punana was in a daze of pleasure and pain by now but sadly it was time for Sir David and Tiffany to leave.

After allowing itself a few moments to recover, a punana tidied away, washed its face and went to bed, giving itself another orgasm before falling into a deep sleep.

a punana wishes to thank both Sir David and Tiffany but it regrets that such short notice and the time difference meant the session lasted only an hour. a punana wished it could have gone on longer and that more members of The Circle could have either participated or observed. Hopefully, that can be the case next time.       

a punana's morning duties

Following instructions from The Circle, a punana must begin its working day, as soon as H has left the house, by sitting on the toilet and collecting a mug of its own urine which it must then drink. Three days per week it is permitted to masturbate to orgasm while drinking its mug of warm piss.

After brushing its teeth and showering but before dressing, its must take a rubber band and snap it ten times on each nipple. Then a punana attaches a bulldog clip to each aching nipple. These may be removed as soon as a punana gets to work.

Until recently, a punana had to fix a large black knobbly dildo to a wooden seat and impale its ass on it; riding it for a full 15 minutes. For the last four minutes, a punana was again permitted to masturbate. However, as a punana’s ass has now been opened up, it no longer rides the dildo. 

But it is required to insert a butt-plug which it must wear until lunchtime. it also has to insert a set of ben-wa balls into its cunt; these must stay in place until it returns home from work. As may be imagined, these keep a punana on a sexual edge all day and it has to concentrate hard on its work to avoid being overcome by its natural sexual urges.

Only when this routine has been followed may a punana dress, prepare and eat breakfast and leave for work.

 

punana: assignments week 51

p,

I've sequenced this as "week 51" only because you're new to the blog and we have been at this already quite a while. It's been at least a year since you first came across our small group. During that time, you've proven your enthusiasm and commitment over and over in email exchanges, chats, and your FB presence. I'm looking forward to creating a more permanent archive of your activities here on this blog.

you've reached a very good plateau. your ability to balance your outside life with your commitment to the Circle is exemplary with, of course, the notable exception of a lack of photograph tracking your process. We understand the need to privacy and your technical limitations, but it is a point I want you always considering and attepting to remedy.

That said, here are your instructions. These will remain in place straight through till May 6 unless you are otherwise instructed.

1. continue servicing H in any way He sees fit. As always, this is your Number One concern.

2. continue encouraging Him to discipline you for even minor infractions. Throughout March, you've shown quite a bit of creativity in providing Him reasons to punish you. you are encouraged to continue with this approach.

3. continue seeing to entice Him by switching up your outfits.

4. you may no longer cum-at-will in the morning simply by filling and drinking your mug. From here forward, this will be an option no more than 3 times per week.

5. you may continue to cum-at-will when being used anally.

6. any other orgasms must have prior approval by one of the Senior Members of the Circle.

7. continue posting your activities on your FB page, using the number code we established at the beginning of the year.

8. continue routing any and all FB or other chat requests to a Senior Member of the Circle for approval. No unauthorized FB or other chat requests are allowed with the exception of contacts with other submissives.

I understand the restrictions you are working with in RL, but I would like to see posts to the blog at least 3 times a week.

Do your best.

David

punana: A girl grows up

A girl was born the youngest, by several years, of five; in England but into a family of Irish Catholics. The girl’s father was strict and the girl was spanked by her father several times as she was growing up; sometimes in front of her four siblings. There was nothing abusive or sexual about these spankings; they were punishments when the girl was naughty – and she could be naughty.

The girl’s father died when she was 14 and as her mother was much more easy going, the girl ran a little wild with her new found freedom; boys, underage drinking but never drugs and not even smoking tobacco.

When the girl was fifteen, a copy of ‘The Story Of O’ did the rounds at her school. The other girls were either titillated or shocked by the book but the girl was fascinated. She knew that she wanted, needed, to be just like O and it formed the basis of her masturbatory fantasies for many years to come.

The girl gave her first blow-job just three days after her sixteenth birthday and lost her virginity about two weeks later. And she loved doing both; it somehow felt so right for her to be on her knees sucking a boy’s cock. Although she was tall and skinny with hardly any tits yet, she was pretty and was popular with boys.

Although she didn’t get the school grades that she should have, she did enough to get to university, of which more to come.