Monday, September 30, 2019

Unfairness, fear, taboo, embarrassment




Where has the summer gone??
I shouldn't make plans and annoncements about updates after all, one never knows what life will be about.
Anyway!! : ) I'm very happy to share my five last creations. I wish it will inspire you, like it does to me. CFNM, fear (the boy waiting for his turn) ,diapering, spanking...
" and follow me to where the real fun is ", like one famous artist sang.

I hope there will be an update before Halloween, but if not, enjoy even more :



My favourite picture I think, quite taboo/unusual. It's not the public picture this time, but at least I'll share the scary story :



Thank you J.Wilkins.
On another note, something tells me that Barbara O'Toole's update is next door.
Bad news for big boys probably, but good news for us!

Best,

AleX 

12 comments:

  1. Bonjour Alex,

    La rentrée de Septembre est là.
    Envolé les baignades et autres courses sur le sable,
    "On a rangé les vacances dans des valises en carton..." comme le chantait BB.
    Qui dit rentrée dit résolutions pour l'année scolaire qui débute. Et Maman est là pour nous recadrer comme il faut. Mer-ci-Ma-maaaaaan !
    Et les grandes sœurs ne sont pas en reste non plus. Ca va chauffeeeeeeer !
    Charles.

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    1. Haha! ^^
      Gare si les soeurs s'ennuient dans la promiscuité de la maison cet automne!

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    2. Et c'est vrai que les filles peuvent être aussi sévères que les mamans.
      Il n'y a pas longtemps j'ai été stupéfait de lire que lorsque des filles jouaient à se punir au martinet elles faisaient semblant en mimant le geste dans le vide mais que par contre lorsqu' il s'agissait de jouer avec un garçon elles étaient ravies de pouvoir le corriger au martinet pour du vrai et que c'était alors bien plus gai de jouer avec un garçon plutôt qu'avec une autre fille.

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  2. The 1950's woman point the finger at the naked male standing before her, means only one thing, he has earned a spanking. Wish more wives would be that with their husbands today. My wife is, and knowing that I'm an adult, getting a spanking from my wife reminds me that she is in charge.

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  3. The two girl cousins were trembling with excitement. Was Gloria really going to do it? And would Tommy agree? Sure, they had caught him touching himself inside his shorts as he looked at lingerie ads- taking him quite by surprise when they suddenly entered the living room. But it was a big step for a grown-up boy to agree to peel his clothes off in front of girls and give his sister his bottom for a spanking, even if the threat of otherwise telling Mom and Dad was pretty awful for him. But after all the pleading (goodness, he looked close to tears!) the 18 year old did just that, unbuttoning and unbuckling and ever so shyly looking off to the side while Gloria with a cruel glint in her eyes reached out to give those underpants a fatal tug. And all of a sudden Tommy had so secrets as the burst of black pubic bush, then the silky penis shaft and a low hanging testicle bag came into view. Taking place in the 1940s, of course, this was a bit of a revelation to these girls...oh hell, he must have been embarrassed, even shamed, but what fun lay ahead when, the underpants taken completely away, a totally nude young male was making his bottom available for a reddening by a determined sister. And his cousins were going to watch on, savouring every detail!

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    1. Love it !! ; )
      It had to start from the lingerie ads from that time...

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    2. My stepfather grew up in a home with 4 older sisters and an overworked mom after his father died of a heart attack at a very young age. My mom convinced me that taking on his family name by being adopted would be good for all of us because he was a good man and I'd finally have a real father around the home every day, unlike my biological father who showed up infrequently, treating me more like his little brother than his offspring. I didn't need a pal as a father, but a grown man too set a good, responsible example as a male role model. I wasn't allowed too close my bedroom door, the bathroom door, or take any clothes or linens with me too yhe bathroom when taking a shower. If mom walked in on me naked, I was forbidden too cover my genitals without her sayso. He never told her that she could give me permission too keep my privates, private, so I had some uncomfortable discussions with her about hygiene, masturbation, health, dating, or sexual development. If she asked me about my testicles, and if I'd been checking them regularly for cancer or soreness, I had too endure showing her where the problem was while pretending it didn't bother me erecting in front of her. Heat rash inspection was a degrading experience when mom's concern seeing me scratching my nutsack and rear coming out of the shower with dad telling me not too bother getting dressed after showering, because I had too go too mom and bend over in front of her and spread my cheeks so she could access my anus, scrotum, and penis and apply necessary ointments and lecture me about hygiene in hot summer months, my equipment dangling between us attempting eye contact. I had no secrets from mom, but I could live with that, since she was mom. My Aunt and female cousins, however, were not kind in their treatment of male modesty, by destroying it completely. Denying a boy clothing, or a moment in which his penis and testicles are not at their mercy, reminding me that I was under their control in all things, as my adoptive father and his one younger sister wanted. One of his older sisters didn't see anything wrong with that arrangement iether, since my dad had the same situation (nude, taken care of, under female control)and expected the same for me. When the second oldest of my female cousins there removed my underwear, my secrets were revealed as well. I had no choice but too submit too whatever invasive examinations and punishments they imposed on my nude, 16 year old self, as their due, my obedience unconditional if I knew what was good for me. The oldest, 17, explaining how my plumbing works while girls ranging in age from 15, to 7, had their way with me. Dad believed this too teach me respect and build character, Manning me up for adulthood.

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  4. aaron burr your writings set in 50's America and 20's Raj are wonderful. Will we get one set in the Caribbean soon? Femsup

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  5. Yes, tempting isn’t it. Well, one more set in India. What do you advise?

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  6. Maybe a butlering school. Or a reunion of the boys and the teachers. Mr Burr. Femsup

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  7. Why do we love the taboo stuff so much? Especially the vintage taboo pics or drawings

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    1. Well I find the estehetics of the 50s beautiful!
      Look at the dress and the haircut of the Lady on the right of the picture above : )

      Also, I think it refers to a much stricter period in terms of behaviour decency, modesty...

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