Blad Sonata

Author: blad

Date: November 11, 2002

by blad
11-11-02
I was reading Proust in the loo when I heard a voice calling my name. Tell me, father, was it you who called for me?
Do not be absurd, boy. What use would I have with you? You are a foppish young dandy for being so presumptuous!
Oh my, I do believe I know where this is leading and I do believe I chortle with anticipation.
The proper punishment is to be bent over my knee and spanked until your posterior is a shade of rouge.
This is delightful!
If the authorities knew how much you enjoyed this, you would be taken away from me.