Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Guilty ( A switching)

After a longer time a spanking story again. This is set in Alabama. Hope you like it, even though it doesn't involve a minor this time around. ;)

"Are you sure?" Arne Tillmann senior asked his offspring. Arne junior, who had black hair and green eyes, nodded. "Okay." Arne senior, who had more grey than dark hair and grey eyes, handed Arne junior a knife. "Please cut me a switch from the peach tree. I'll expect you in around ten minutes at the stables." Arne junior swallowed visible. He had requested to be spanked by his father, because he felt incredible guilty. Arne junior wanted to frighten one of the guests of his sister. Apollo, a horse, didn't like strangers. Arne knew exactly if the man was approaching Apollo's box, the horse would kick the door. It ended in a disaster. Apollo didn't react as planned. He bit the man. This hadn't been Arne's intention. Arne junior had apologized numerous times and taken the guest to the doctor's. After feeling really bad for a few days, he thought the only way to make him feel better was to pay for his stupidity. He discussed it with his father, who had agreed after hesitating because Arne junior was an adult and hadn't been spanked since he was fourteen. Arne junior had hoped his father would use the belt. The switch really stung and left welts, making sitting down painful for days. Arne junior preferred the other implement. He shrugged. Based on his age and what he had done, he thought it was fair enough.

Arne senior was waiting for Arne junior as promised. He trusted his son was going to choose the right implement. He knew Arne junior disliked the task. Arne senior had been raised that way, and he had continued the tradition that the delinquent had to cut his or her own switch. Arne junior was on time. The switch was 2.5 ft long and around the thickness of Arne's small finger.
While Arne junior had been doing as ordered he had been contemplating why he was in this position. He had never before asked to be spanked and thought he never would.
Arne senior thanked Arne junior and said: "This is your last chance to say no. Are you 100 % sure you want to go ahead?" Arne junior looked his father into the eyes and replied: "Yes." "Fine." Arne senior was torn. He felt odd walloping his twenty five year old son, but on the other side could understand Arne's request. Guilt could eat up somebody and if it brought some kind of relief to Arne, he was the last to refuse.
With a sigh Arne senior said: "Alright. Let's get it over with. I don't think I need to remind you why we are here, so let’s proceed immediately to the punishment." They went to one of the empty boxes. "Okay for the first batch drop your pants, please, bend over and hold on to the bars." Arne senior ordered. It seemed suddenly as hard for Arne junior as for Arne senior to go through with it. Arne junior hesitated a moment, then started to undress. His father took a step back and swished the switch through the air to test. Arne junior barely managed not to shudder. When he was ready he bent over and held on tightly to the bars. His knuckles were white. Arne senior asked: "Are you ready?" Arne junior nodded. He was wearing boxer shorts. The material was thin and didn't offer much protection. Arne junior thought he remembered how much the switch stung. He was wrong. It was worse. Arne senior waited a few seconds between each stroke, so that Arne junior felt each one. Arne junior didn't give in to shouting out his pain yet. He gritted his teeth, held on even tighter to the bars and sometimes stood on his toes or swayed his behind in order to get rid of the horrible burn. Arne senior waited patiently until Arne junior was in position again. The older Arne was quite happy with his son's conduct. Junior had much more self control than when he was a teenager. The father had given five strokes. Earlier Arne would have been crying by now. Arne senior lined up another five. He got a louder reaction. It was harder for Arne junior to stand still and take it. "We have roughly reached half point, son." Arne senior said. When Arne and his sisters had been smaller, they always got the same number of lashes or strokes as they were old in years. Arne junior guessed it hadn't changed. What had he lead himself into? Arne wasn't sure how he was going to be able to take the rest. After the twelfth cut Arne senior pulled the boxers down to just above Arne junior's knees. Arne junior felt a cold draft of air on his bare skin. It was soothing on his hot skin. Unfortunately it also meant the last and hardest part of his punishment was going to start. The next strokes were so painful Arne junior stamped with his feet and grunted. The movement caused his boxer shorts to slide down to his ankles. After the twentieth cut Arne broke down. He was crying freely and hanging limply on to the bars. It hurt so much. Arne needed a while to realize his punishment was over. Arne senior had dropped the switch and was stroking Arne's back in soft circles. "It's over. Cry it out, boy. I love you, no matter what you do..." When Arne had calmed down a bit, his father offered to get him cream. Arne wanted it badly. The cream was balsam on the tortured skin. He felt drained and in pain, but also lighter and less guilty. Soon Arne senior was back and treating Arne's very sore bottom. It always surprised Arne junior how soft his father's hands could be. "I hope you have learned something, Arne, and I won't have to repeat the action from today." Arne junior never felt the need again to ask for a whipping.



©2012

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

Police Control

Check out Frieda's newest adventure! 

Officer Michael Green was patrolling US-78 near Birmingham, Alabama. He was a traffic cop and liked what he did.  Shortly before Easter he saw a Porsche from the sixties with a Florida number plate heading towards the border of Tennessee. It was a quite unique car and memorable for that reason. A white man was behind the wheel.
The next days passed quickly.
On Easter Sunday the same Porsche was travelling towards Birmingham. This time a Hispanic woman drove it. She kept slightly under the speed limit. Officer Green was immediately suspicious. He followed the vehicle with his patrol car, siren and lights on to indicate to the driver to stop. She complied. Michael Green was 6 ft 2 in, and weighed 199 lbs. He was trim, muscular and very proud of his figure. The officer was black haired and had brown eyes, looking serious. The lady was fairly young. He guessed around twenty. "Can I see your papers, please, ma'am?" "Sure, officer." Everything was in order. Still Officer Green wanted to be sure the young woman wasn't an illegal immigrant or a criminal. He asked for her work permit or green card, instead the lady gave him her passport. It confirmed her name was Frieda Dolores Pianas. She was turning twenty three in May and American citizen. Officer Green was surprised. For him it was still fishy. He took the documents to his car and asked his colleague at the station to run the name through their data base. "The lady is clean, Mike." It caused Officer Green some headache. He was still trying to figure out how Ms. Pianas could afford such a car at her age. He never thought Hispanics made enough money... Well, Ms. Pianas' parents must be wealthy. He was jealous, thinking about his own meager salary. Officer Green wasn't corrupt, so he didn't smash the Porsche's back light or claimed Ms. Pianas was over the speed limit. If he had had any reason to give her a ticket, though, he would have done it with glee. Officer Green was dismayed to let the Hispanic go.



©2012

Thursday, October 18, 2012

What to do in .... - Part 1

These are some "mini travel guides", if you like. More parts are to follow. Hope you like the first part. Happy travels!

Poland

Try the local cuisine. The food quality is really high.

- Pirogi (crescent shaped dumplings filled with meat, potatos, cheese and / or vegetables) topped with fried onions and bacon. They can be also sweet.


- Fried breaded pork fillet with potatoes, similar to Wiener Schnitzel or Veal Milanese.


- The Polish love ice cream. There are ice cafes in every city. Its really delicious.


- Another favorite of the Polish are Doener Kebabs. Most outlets offer meal deals as well.


- Cakes, chocolate and wafer biscuits.

The coffee culture is very high in this country. One of the most beautiful coffee houses in my opinion is the Cafe Bristol at the Le Meridien Bristol in Warsaw. It's interior design looks as if hasn't changed for a century (of course it has been renovated). The cakes are really delicious, coffee is good too, and there are interesting mocktails.

One of the most famous Polish chocolate brands is Wedel. They even have their own stores and cafes.

Wafer biscuits are available in different flavors.
 

- Vodka. Famous brands are Belvedere, Wyborowka (rye), Chopin (potatos) and Zubrowka (bison grass)



Poland is steeped in history, be it in the golden age of the Polish Kingdom or more recently during World War II and the Communist period.

Every city looks different and has its own charm, so I would recommend visit the Old Towns and if you're interested in modern buildings the New Towns too.





©2012

Tuesday, October 9, 2012

Travel Log: Towers Rotana Dubai, UAE

We had a long deliberation before booking the Towers Rotana Dubai. The decision wasn't easy. In my opinion the success of a holiday is depending on the right hotel choice. In the end we booked a Club Rotana room.

We were in contact with the hotel around two weeks before our arrival. We organized our free airport transportation, which is included when booking a Club room/suite. We arrived fairly early. The hotel was aware of this and stated from the beginning a check in at 09.00 am couldn't be guaranteed. That was fair enough.
As promised a representative of the Towers Rotana was waiting outside the arrivals hall holding a sign with the hotel's name.
We were accompanied to our car, a BMW 3 series, and brought to our destination swiftly. The transfer took maybe 15 minutes.

The Towers Rotana is located in the middle of Sheikh Zayed Road and has easy access to the Dubai International Financial Center and the Metro. The nearest stop Financial Center is only a few minutes from the hotel and gave us the chance to explore the city by public transport.

When we arrived the doorman and bell captain were already at hand, opening the car doors for us and taking care of our suitcase.
Inside we were greeted by a lady and brought to the reception.
We had a trainee, but she did an excellent job with the check in. As expected our room wasn't ready yet, so we were brought up by the person, who greeted us, to the club lounge on the 24th floor.
There is a reception area with a check in/check out facility.
We were welcomed by the waitress of the club lounge and invited to have breakfast. Very shortly afterwards the hostess of the lounge introduced herself and told us she would take care of our luggage and advise us as soon as the room was ready. Good to her word she returned around an hour later with the keys.

Our large room was on the 20th floor and renovated only late last year. I liked the contrast between the light carpet and dark furniture. We had a sitting area with two blue chairs and a coffee table. A fruit basket, which was later exchanged with a beautifully arranged bouquet of flowers, was waiting for us as a welcome gift.
There was also a magazine holder, containing Time Out Dubai, the Rotana's own magazine and Concierge magazine.

There was enough storage space, even for longer stays, a large cupboard, a wardrobe and a luggage rack.
An iron and ironing board could be found in the wardrobe.
The hairdryer was located in the cupboard.

Internet access was free.
The mini bar was tempting with soft drinks, chocolate bars and Loacker biscuits.
We also received every day four free bottles of water.
The flat screen TV offered a wide range of regional and international channels, including CNN, BBC World and Bloomberg.

The writing desk and chair were comfortable and suitable to spend a few hours working there. Lightning was also well thought out and never felt too dark.

The bed was king sized and very comfortable. It was difficult to get up. The black out curtain was one of the best we ever had, making the room completely dark, and it was impossible to know what time of the day it was, when they were closed.

The bath room was medium sized and well stocked with L' Occitaine amenities. We like them. There was a large sink and an extreme comfortable bath tub - even I didn't want to get out. The shower wasn't separated. The water pressure was good though and it was easy to use the appliances to switch from the bathtub tap to the shower.

There was a bidet and toilet as well.

The view from our room was over the city and the Arabian Sea.
Housekeeping came twice a day.


The hotel is full service and offers a laundry, a spa, fitness center and outdoor swimming pool, hair salon, barber and a gift shop.

To get to the spa, fitness center and pool, you have to go out the back entrance, cross the street to the second tower, which is a parking garage, and take the lift to the top floor. We didn't use the facilities, because we were way too busy.

The Towers Rotana has 24 hours in room dining, Teatro, a fine dining restaurant, on the third floor, Flavors on Two (as the name implies 2nd floor), Long's bar (the longest bar in Dubai and is inspired by Raffles' Long Bar in Singapore), Wraps (the cafe on the ground floor) and Aquarius, the pool bar.

We went to Wraps on our last full day, having some fun with our waitress. I had a Turkish coffee and water. EW chose a juice and a tea. We both wanted the Chicken Tikka Wrap. It's served with either green salad or Greek salad. I asked for a green, he for a Greek. It seemed a bit unusual. The waitress repeated our order and giggled when she realized she just said we both had the Greek, correcting herself. Overall she was very attentive, friendly and had great humor.
Our lunch was excellent, very fresh, hot and delicious. It came in at 150 AED (United Arab Dirham), which was ca. 35 Euros or 41 USD.

The club lounge was one of the best we ever had. It is divided into three distinct areas: The reception, the restaurant part and the living room part. You can sit on the window sill and look out, use the two computers to surf the web or create documents. Internet was very fast and the printer worked too. There is also a small library and a sofa arrangement. There is a toilet, so no need to run to your room...

The lounge serves breakfast, juices, soft drinks, tea and coffee all day, Afternoon tea and Happy Hour.
We had breakfast every day at the club lounge.
Sometimes there were boiled eggs, but always scrambled eggs.
The sausages interchanged between chicken and beef. There was bacon, Foul Medames, baked beans, cheese, smoked salmon and mackerel, yogurt, fruits, fruit salad, bread, toast, cakes, margarine, butter, jams and pastries.
The choice was very good, considering the limited space, and the quality very high.

We managed twice to have Afternoon Tea. It was set up traditionally and the cakes were absolutely gorgeous. Some were decorated with edible silver or gold. There were also finger sandwiches, cookies and chocolates.

During Happy Hour there was a selection of white and red wine (mostly New World) and other spirits. There was always sushi, appetizers, at least three hot dishes (quiches, curry, shepherds pie, soup, quesadillas and much more), cheese, grapes, filled eggs (his favorite), grilled vegetables (mine), cakes and, and and...
We never needed dinner, when we went there. Everything was fresh, high quality and delicious.

Regarding service - everyone encountered, be it the bell captain, security, reception, the lounge hostess, waitresses, the operator or maids - they were all professional, warm, reliable and efficient. A big thank you to them. They made our stay so much more smooth running and relaxing.

Our ten nights just flew by, and before we knew it, it was already time to leave. The day before our departure I organized a wake up call and free transportation to the airport.
At the Towers Rotana the wake up calls were very reliable and to my surprise always on the dot. It didn't mean five minutes earlier or later like in some other hotels.
Having observed that the hostess arrives later in the morning than we had to check out, I asked the lounge waitress during our breakfast, if we had to go downstairs. She asked a member of the reception staff to come upstairs instead. Our check out was quick. A taxi, paid for by the hotel, was already waiting for us and the bell captain stored our luggage in the boot.

Our stay was a success and we would return immediately to the Towers Rotana.






©2012

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

Foursome

This little hottie plays after a few other short stories like Reggie between all chairs, Calculated, Mischief, Sisters, Lost and Revenge.

Coldham Fintan Noose III is visiting Jamie Lu in Alabama, whom he met when organizing a heist in Taipei.

Fin Noose and his fiancée Frieda Pianas were intimate in the stables. A giggle made Fin look up - straight into the dark brown eyes of his friend Jamie Luella Tillmann. Instead of being embarrassed Fin continued what he was doing. His fiancée didn't mind either being caught in the act. Frieda and he had an open relationship. Sometimes they had threesomes. Since their taste in women was identical it wasn't very difficult to agree on whom to take home.
Fin had had slept with Jamie Lu, as Jamie Luella preferred to be called, a couple of times, when they were on an assignment together. Frieda had been aware of it and based on the description of Jamie Lu wanted to have sex with her, too.
"Want to join us?" Fin asked. "Why not?" Jamie Lu replied. It had been ages that Jamie Lu had a roll in the hay, so she climbed up the rest of the ladder and onto the landing. Fin and Frieda had made love in the missionary position. They separated now to allow Jamie Lu to take part. Jamie Lu didn't know at first what to do and felt a bit shy, which was unusual for her self assured and bubbly personality. Frieda made the first step. She embraced Jamie Lu and gave her a kiss on the mouth. Frieda was soft, touching barely Jamie Lu's lips. Encouraged by Jamie Lu's not so soft reply, her tongue went exploring and outlined Jamie Lu's full lips. The kiss deepened. "Jamie Lu? Jamie Lu?" They heard Jamie Belle, Jamie Lu's sister, looking for her. Jamie Lu groaned and to all three's disappointment Jamie Lu stopped the kiss. "Yes, what is it?!" Jamie Lu was impatient. "Am I disturbing something?" Jamie Belles voice came nearer. Soon they heard someone climbing up the ladder. A brunette head emerged. Jamie Belle was surprised to find her sister's friends in a state of undress and slightly dishelved. They were flushed, but they weren't the only ones. Jamie Belle studied Jamie Lu careful. She realized she had caught them inflagranti. "Yes, you have a really good timing." Jamie Lu replied angry. "Let me guess, you want to have all the fun and won't share it..." Jamie Belle replied. Fin snorted in amusement. Grudgingly Jamie Lu allowed Jamie Belle to have fun too. Fin and Frieda were entertained by the short banter that followed between the two sisters. Since Frieda and Jamie Lu had started something, Jamie Belle and Fin paired up. Fin was happy. Jamie Belle had nice sized boobs. They were bigger than Frieda's or Jamie Lu's.
Fin liked Jamie Belle's bossiness and that she was completely in charge. Besides enjoying the kisses, licks and the blow job, he also watched how Jamie Lu and Frieda got along. Both were turn ons. Frieda was flicking her tongue around one of Jamie Lu's nipples. Her partner sighed with pleasure. Jamie Lu's fingers went exploring further down and entered Frieda's holes. Frieda lost concentration for a moment. Her tongue missed the target. Jamie Lu giggled.
Fin was battling with his self control. In the end he couldn't take Jamie Belle's attention any longer. He was a bit rougher than usual, turned Jamie Belle around and asked her to kneel on all four. She obeyed and soon felt Fin behind her, taking her anal, his body slamming into her backside. Jamie Belle loved Fin's passion and how he played with her breasts. Their sex was fast and furious. After a few moments Fin collapsed on top of Jamie Belle.
Frieda was a bit sad, she hadn't had the chance to use her strap on, she had in her suitcase. It was satisfying enough, though, to investigate Jamie Lu's body in the 69 position, driving each other higher and higher until they both climaxed.
Frieda didn't mind Fin and Jamie Belle had watched them. She had also been a voyeur and found it erotic watching her partner interact with Jamie Belle. If there was a next time, she wanted to have Jamie Belle, though.










©2012

Monday, October 1, 2012

What's in a name?

The title could be also how to choose a name....

When Coldham Fintan Noose III and his wife Frieda Dolores were expecting their first child it had been relatively easy to choose a name.
They didn't want to have another little Frieda or Fin running around. In fact Fin disliked Coldham and had been teased as a kid, so they didn't want to punish their child with a too unusual name.
Fin and Frieda didn't want to know the sex o f the unborn. Fin was sure it was a girl. Frieda didn't bet on it and demanded they choose a boy's name too.
After tossing a few names they realized they wanted to name a daughter after her great grandmother and his grand mother. "What about Lilian Xenia Noose?" Frieda asked. "I'd like to use Lil's complete name." Fin replied. "Okay. Xenia Lilian Rose Noose?" Fin shook his head. He didn't like it and wasn't satisfied with any other combination. In his opinion it was all too long and sounded awful. Frieda admitted it wasn't good. Suddenly she had an idea. "What was Lil's maiden name?" "Casey. Why?" "Your grandfather was given your great grandmother's maiden name, wasn't he?" "Yes." "So why not continue the tradition and name our daughter Xenia Casey Noose or Casey Xenia Noose?" Fin liked the idea. "If you agree, we can take Xenia Casey Noose." Frieda was happy.
As a boy's name they chose Christopher Giovanni. It were the middle name of Fin's mentor and the first name of Fin's best friend.
Fin was relieved when the baby was a girl. Frieda and Fin hadn't made up their minds by which name to call their daughter. Based on her personality they chose Casey. It sounded softer than Xenia, even if the meanings were opposites. Xenia was Greek and meant something like hospitable, while Casey was Irish and meant vigilant, brave or watchful.

When the couple was expecting their second child the girl's name was easy. Phoenix Ruby was the one they wanted.
The boy's name caused a headache. Christopher Giovanni suddenly didn't seem suitable anymore. Fin hoped it was another girl.
In the end Fin and Frieda agreed on Solomon after Fin's grandfather, but didn't know about the middle name.
When Solomon was born, it was obvious he was going to look like his father with his blond fuzz. Fin liked his own middle name. It was also a family tradition to name any blond boy Fintan, so it was Solomon Fintan.
Solomon was Hebrew and meant peace, while Fintan was Irish and meant little blond one.




©2012