Yes, I said Saturday - something came up, and I can;t say more than that, so to compensate you get two stories today, and another update Friday.
Hopefully, however, it will be worth it as we first present the final part of The Great Pitstop Pandemonium. When we left the girls, two had been rescued, and two were facing an explosive finale. Now you can find out what happened - and who else appears.
Secondly - in the second An Education tale, After School Special, there were some questions left unanswered, and in particular what happened to the mother of the girls, Jennifer Craig. Well, someone asked if they could tell that tale, and how could I refuse such an offer?
I am pleased, and honoured, to therefore welcome Bind-Her to our growing list of contributing authors, as he relates Jennifer's Tale.
More, God Willing, on Friday, but until then I remain,
KP
Tuesday 26 February 2013
Friday 22 February 2013
Apologies, but...
I need to delay the next batch of new stories for a day or two, because of real life issues.
In the meantime, why don't I point you the way of Freddie Clegg, a writer I think you will like, at Freddie's Tales. Tell him KP sent you.
I'll have some new stories later tomorrow or Saturday.
KP
In the meantime, why don't I point you the way of Freddie Clegg, a writer I think you will like, at Freddie's Tales. Tell him KP sent you.
I'll have some new stories later tomorrow or Saturday.
KP
Tuesday 19 February 2013
Don't forget - Chat Session tonight
Is there something you've wanted to ask about my characters, my stories, or even (within reason) about KP the person? If you had the chance to ask me a question, would you take it?
The answer is probably not, but if you do, then I'm inviting you to join me for a live chat session here at deviantArt TONIGHT, where you will have the chance to ask the question, chat with others, or generally just hurl insults at me. It will last for about an hour, and beyond (a) the usual rules of taste and decency, and (b) see (a), I will endeavour to answer any questions put.
How will this work? Well first, click on this and make sure you can access the chat channel - you may need to download a plug-in for certain browsers, but that is available from the chat home page.
Second join me, at either 7 pm GMT or 7 pm EST - two times for your convenience.
The answer is probably not, but if you do, then I'm inviting you to join me for a live chat session here at deviantArt TONIGHT, where you will have the chance to ask the question, chat with others, or generally just hurl insults at me. It will last for about an hour, and beyond (a) the usual rules of taste and decency, and (b) see (a), I will endeavour to answer any questions put.
How will this work? Well first, click on this and make sure you can access the chat channel - you may need to download a plug-in for certain browsers, but that is available from the chat home page.
Second join me, at either 7 pm GMT or 7 pm EST - two times for your convenience.
Friday 15 February 2013
Ever have one of THOSE days?
The two kidnappers in our first story did, as they keep finding that they Missed Her By That Much...
Meanwhile, young Mark, who had a special BondDay with his sister, now has the chance to strengthen some Motherly Ties.
We also have part 2 of The Abduction of Amanda by Stefanie, as Amanda discovers this is no ordinary kidnapping...
Finally, as we celebrate Valentine's Day, please enjoy a tale of Valentine's Visits.
I'll be back next Thursday (not Friday) with more, and don't forget the chance to join in an on-line chat on Tuesday. Until then, I remain,
KP
Meanwhile, young Mark, who had a special BondDay with his sister, now has the chance to strengthen some Motherly Ties.
We also have part 2 of The Abduction of Amanda by Stefanie, as Amanda discovers this is no ordinary kidnapping...
Finally, as we celebrate Valentine's Day, please enjoy a tale of Valentine's Visits.
I'll be back next Thursday (not Friday) with more, and don't forget the chance to join in an on-line chat on Tuesday. Until then, I remain,
KP
Thursday 14 February 2013
Chat with KP
Is there something you've wanted to ask about my characters, my stories,
or even (within reason) about KP the person? If you had the chance to
ask me a question, would you take it?
The answer is probably not, but if you do, then I'm inviting you to join me for a live chat session here at deviantArt next Tuesday, 19th February, where you will have the chance to ask the question, chat with others, or generally just hurl insults at me. It will last for about an hour, and beyond (a) the usual rules of taste and decency, and (b) see (a), I will endeavour to answer any questions put.
How will this work? Well first, click on this link and make sure you can access the chat channel - you may need to download a plug-in for certain browsers, but that is available from the chat home page. You will need to create a deviantArt account if you do no thave one already, but it is free.
Second join me on the 19th, at either 7 pm GMT or 7 pm EST - two times for your convenience.
I have no idea if this is going to work, but you know what they say - nothing ventured...
The answer is probably not, but if you do, then I'm inviting you to join me for a live chat session here at deviantArt next Tuesday, 19th February, where you will have the chance to ask the question, chat with others, or generally just hurl insults at me. It will last for about an hour, and beyond (a) the usual rules of taste and decency, and (b) see (a), I will endeavour to answer any questions put.
How will this work? Well first, click on this link and make sure you can access the chat channel - you may need to download a plug-in for certain browsers, but that is available from the chat home page. You will need to create a deviantArt account if you do no thave one already, but it is free.
Second join me on the 19th, at either 7 pm GMT or 7 pm EST - two times for your convenience.
I have no idea if this is going to work, but you know what they say - nothing ventured...
Tuesday 12 February 2013
Book news
I've done a little work on Lulu to update and create a spotlight page, to make it easier to find all my books - you can now see that here
And for those of you who have been wondering why I have aviuded Kindle - wonder no more,as you can now buy Diamond Lights and Other Stories there by clicking on here
Please, enjoy.
And for those of you who have been wondering why I have aviuded Kindle - wonder no more,as you can now buy Diamond Lights and Other Stories there by clicking on here
Please, enjoy.
Friday 8 February 2013
On the other side of the coin
Last week, as well as finishing the latest An Education tale, I published a new full story of Heidi and the girls called Heidi's Big Night. Well, this week we find out what Amy, Veronica and the others got up to at the same time in Mothers Night - and we meet for the first time Natalie's adopted mother...
We also find out what happened to one woman on a hot Summer Night.
As promised last week, Tull would like to you to read what happens when The Van-Ductors Hit Town.
And as the 14th of February approaches, you may like to read the tale of the Ladies in Red.
Next week - the next part of the Abduction of Amanda, and other tales in a binding vein. Until then, however, I remain,
KP
We also find out what happened to one woman on a hot Summer Night.
As promised last week, Tull would like to you to read what happens when The Van-Ductors Hit Town.
And as the 14th of February approaches, you may like to read the tale of the Ladies in Red.
Next week - the next part of the Abduction of Amanda, and other tales in a binding vein. Until then, however, I remain,
KP
Thursday 7 February 2013
Coming Soon
Following are six short excerpts that could appear in future stories - but which would you like to see? Vote in the poll...
STORY 1
Emma could feel the hot tears running down the side of her cheek, as she stared at the two men who were “taking care” of her sister. The cups, plates and cakes still sat on the coffee table, ready for the other guests to arrive, but it was obvious to her that this particular coffee morning was going to be different.
She still had her baker’s apron tied over her floral print mini dress, but the towel that had been tucked into her waist strap was now pulled tightly into her mouth, as the men pulled the ropes tightly around Sharon’s arms and legs. Who were they? Why were they doing this to them? And why did they keep talking about Suzanne as if she was the guest of honour?
STORY 2
“Mary - oh what a sweet girl,
Lips like Strawberry Pie.
Sandra, long hair and pigtails,
Can’t make up my mind...”
Mary turned her head and looked at Sandra, the white tape stuck firmly over her mouth. Her long dark hair was indeed platted into two pigtails, which fell over her shoulders and along the line of rope that went around the back of her neck and under her arms. The bands of white rope contrasted with the black pinafore dress she was wearing, the skirt barely covering her upper legs as the flesh was visible down to the tight black leather boots she was wearing.
Mary was no better off - her white go-go boots were lashed together at her ankles, as were her legs over her white tights. She tried to twist her arms free as the sound of the record player drowned out the sound of her flat been ransacked.
STORY 3
“If you will forgive me for saying so, Sir, I believe that a strategic withdrawal may be in order at the moment.”
I nodded as I turned my head to look at my faithful retainer. “Quite so, Jayes, quiet so,” I said as we both backed slowly down the hallway of the apartment block. The gentleman should always seek to assist a damsel wherever possible - but when the damsel in question is my beloved Gladys, then a certain latitude has to be allowed for her to use her own considerable skills.
Of course, it was most regrettable that we had to leave her maid on the bed, securely and comfortable bound with a thick cloth tied between her lips, but then Gladys had done that to her in preparation for the evening. After all, if one is going to stage a robbery at one’s New York apartment, one has to follow the correct etiquette, what?
So when we backed into what I took to be a brick wall, but turned out on closer inspection to be the very formidable bulk of Clydesdale Horseman, I can tell you that I got a fright. Not Jayes, though - he knew exactly what to say.
STORY 4
Madame X was at her desk, studying carefully a report she had just received, when there was a knock on the door.
“Come,” she called out, and Penelope entered, wearing a stunning red dress with gold lame sewn in to it. The dress was cut off one shoulder, the arm on the other side encased in a fitted glove sleeve. The front of the cress was cut to allow her to reveal her stocking clad legs, and she wore a pair of stiletto heels on her feet.
“Ah Penelope,” Madame X said, her warm and inviting voice soft and gentle in the tone, “How was the reception?”
“Most illuminating, Madame,” Penelope said as she sat down. “I believe I know the layout of the Manor House well enough to allow us to complete our plans, although I do have one question.”
“Then you must ask it, Penelope.”
“Would it not be simpler to detain his daughter and wife at a more private moment, rather than at the next ball?”
“Perhaps, Penelope,” Madame said as she sat back, “but I have a personal reason for wishing this to happen in this way...”
STORY 5
What is it about my choice of men? Is it something about me, the way I dress, the way I act? I mean, I’m not like Katy, who wears skirts so short they could pass for belts instead, or Denise who thinks that hot pants over tight leggings is a good idea - and with her thighs as well!
Yes, I like to wear boots - this pair in particular is one of my favourites, with the cuffs turned down to give it that special look, and yes I like to wear tight tops, but I don’t flaunt it - I think I make it look good.
And its Valentine’s Day for goodness sake, so red was the obvious colour for my outfit. A little cleavage, but now too much - a leather skirt of just the right length - and a fitted jacket to match the boots. I looked stylish, not slutty.
So how the hell did I end up here, tied to the bed with my hands above me and my legs tied tightly down - and what is he doing with my favourite silk scarf?
STORY 6
One of the things that used to, and still do, amaze me is how different members of the same family can be - even those who you think would be the most similar of all, such as twins or even triplets.
It would have been early 1979, and I had entered a house in the outskirts of Sheffield to see what I could collect. I had completed my search of the upstairs rooms, and was looking through the bookcase in the main room when the door opened and a tall, slightly larger blonde haired woman came in. She was wearing a short sleeved light grey jerkin over a brown high necked jumper with a scarf, a long brown suede skirt and high heeled baggy leather boots, and had a beret the colour of her jerkin on her head.
Well, she was going to scream, so I grabbed her and put my hand over her mouth - just as tow more women came in. One was slimmer, wearing a pair of tight silver pants that looked like they had been sprayed on, and a bustier top of a similar colour under a faded denim jacket. The other one was wearing a torn black t-shirt, and trousers with straps between the legs, with a studded collar around her neck.
That wasn’t the remarkable thing, though - even with different styles and hairdos, I could tell they were sisters, and possibly even triplets, so I said “Hello - I’m your cat burglar for today. Are you related?”
STORY 1
Emma could feel the hot tears running down the side of her cheek, as she stared at the two men who were “taking care” of her sister. The cups, plates and cakes still sat on the coffee table, ready for the other guests to arrive, but it was obvious to her that this particular coffee morning was going to be different.
She still had her baker’s apron tied over her floral print mini dress, but the towel that had been tucked into her waist strap was now pulled tightly into her mouth, as the men pulled the ropes tightly around Sharon’s arms and legs. Who were they? Why were they doing this to them? And why did they keep talking about Suzanne as if she was the guest of honour?
STORY 2
“Mary - oh what a sweet girl,
Lips like Strawberry Pie.
Sandra, long hair and pigtails,
Can’t make up my mind...”
Mary turned her head and looked at Sandra, the white tape stuck firmly over her mouth. Her long dark hair was indeed platted into two pigtails, which fell over her shoulders and along the line of rope that went around the back of her neck and under her arms. The bands of white rope contrasted with the black pinafore dress she was wearing, the skirt barely covering her upper legs as the flesh was visible down to the tight black leather boots she was wearing.
Mary was no better off - her white go-go boots were lashed together at her ankles, as were her legs over her white tights. She tried to twist her arms free as the sound of the record player drowned out the sound of her flat been ransacked.
STORY 3
“If you will forgive me for saying so, Sir, I believe that a strategic withdrawal may be in order at the moment.”
I nodded as I turned my head to look at my faithful retainer. “Quite so, Jayes, quiet so,” I said as we both backed slowly down the hallway of the apartment block. The gentleman should always seek to assist a damsel wherever possible - but when the damsel in question is my beloved Gladys, then a certain latitude has to be allowed for her to use her own considerable skills.
Of course, it was most regrettable that we had to leave her maid on the bed, securely and comfortable bound with a thick cloth tied between her lips, but then Gladys had done that to her in preparation for the evening. After all, if one is going to stage a robbery at one’s New York apartment, one has to follow the correct etiquette, what?
So when we backed into what I took to be a brick wall, but turned out on closer inspection to be the very formidable bulk of Clydesdale Horseman, I can tell you that I got a fright. Not Jayes, though - he knew exactly what to say.
STORY 4
Madame X was at her desk, studying carefully a report she had just received, when there was a knock on the door.
“Come,” she called out, and Penelope entered, wearing a stunning red dress with gold lame sewn in to it. The dress was cut off one shoulder, the arm on the other side encased in a fitted glove sleeve. The front of the cress was cut to allow her to reveal her stocking clad legs, and she wore a pair of stiletto heels on her feet.
“Ah Penelope,” Madame X said, her warm and inviting voice soft and gentle in the tone, “How was the reception?”
“Most illuminating, Madame,” Penelope said as she sat down. “I believe I know the layout of the Manor House well enough to allow us to complete our plans, although I do have one question.”
“Then you must ask it, Penelope.”
“Would it not be simpler to detain his daughter and wife at a more private moment, rather than at the next ball?”
“Perhaps, Penelope,” Madame said as she sat back, “but I have a personal reason for wishing this to happen in this way...”
STORY 5
What is it about my choice of men? Is it something about me, the way I dress, the way I act? I mean, I’m not like Katy, who wears skirts so short they could pass for belts instead, or Denise who thinks that hot pants over tight leggings is a good idea - and with her thighs as well!
Yes, I like to wear boots - this pair in particular is one of my favourites, with the cuffs turned down to give it that special look, and yes I like to wear tight tops, but I don’t flaunt it - I think I make it look good.
And its Valentine’s Day for goodness sake, so red was the obvious colour for my outfit. A little cleavage, but now too much - a leather skirt of just the right length - and a fitted jacket to match the boots. I looked stylish, not slutty.
So how the hell did I end up here, tied to the bed with my hands above me and my legs tied tightly down - and what is he doing with my favourite silk scarf?
STORY 6
One of the things that used to, and still do, amaze me is how different members of the same family can be - even those who you think would be the most similar of all, such as twins or even triplets.
It would have been early 1979, and I had entered a house in the outskirts of Sheffield to see what I could collect. I had completed my search of the upstairs rooms, and was looking through the bookcase in the main room when the door opened and a tall, slightly larger blonde haired woman came in. She was wearing a short sleeved light grey jerkin over a brown high necked jumper with a scarf, a long brown suede skirt and high heeled baggy leather boots, and had a beret the colour of her jerkin on her head.
Well, she was going to scream, so I grabbed her and put my hand over her mouth - just as tow more women came in. One was slimmer, wearing a pair of tight silver pants that looked like they had been sprayed on, and a bustier top of a similar colour under a faded denim jacket. The other one was wearing a torn black t-shirt, and trousers with straps between the legs, with a studded collar around her neck.
That wasn’t the remarkable thing, though - even with different styles and hairdos, I could tell they were sisters, and possibly even triplets, so I said “Hello - I’m your cat burglar for today. Are you related?”
Monday 4 February 2013
January Blues Sweep Away
Well now, how did we cope for the first month of
2013? Let us have a look...
We had 8,736 visits by 5,322 people, looking at a grand
total of 32,044 pages. A big shout out
to you if you came from Iran, Thailand, Dominican Republic, Uruguay or Serbia. On the home front, still no nearer my home
town, but in the US we have visitors from all states - even Washington DC.
As for where visitors come from -
womanbound.clientlisttruestoey.com looks intriguing, as does
inboxdollars.com. As always, however, the search terms throw up a
few things...
“I’m sorry” “Please don’t gag me” I’ll be quiet - Case X
You’re stripped to your bra and panties, tied up and
gagged - No Room for Amateurs
Scarf gag bound handkerchief panties - The Bank Manager’s Wife
“Hands behind her” “waistcoat” gag - Family Gathering
And I began to tie her elbows - It’s Just a Game
Bra cutting from her body - Hostage Weekend part 2
Damsel long dress bound - Cat on the Prowl
Girls tied and gagged in 1950 - My First, Best BondageEncounter
Knotted handkerchief gag - A Friendly Rivalry
Ponygirl ladyship stories - Queenie and Purdah on the Scotch Express
Tied and blindfolded with mum’s headscarf - My CousinTeddy
We better gag her and tie her on the table - Family Time
So, let us unveil the top stories in January - and terms
of hits, we have: -
- Babysitter in Trouble by JennyGagged
- No Witnesses by JennyGagged
- The Abduction of Amanda Part 1 by Stefanie
- Toe Curling
- The McCulloch Legacy Part 3 by Tull
- Dinner Date
- Family Visits
- Not Again
- Behind the Mask 2
- Awakenings
- Robber Burns
- Double Third Festival Part 1 by Amanda Lu
And in terms of time spent on page, we have...
- The Cat’s Pyjamas
- Portrait of a Lady Chapter 9
- The Stolen Warranties by Mordaca
- A Reason to Give Thanks
- Intrigue at the Lieutenant’s Office by Mordaca
- McKenzie and Marks undercover in Austria - Epilogue by Gillian B
- Appraisal part 2
- Generations 2
- NightWatch
- Best Served Cold
- Heidi’s Smashing Saturday
- The Silver Mine by Mordaca
Back Friday with more stories, but until then I am,
KP
Friday 1 February 2013
Apologies for the delay
Everything is up and running again - with four new tales for you.
You will find another moral dilemma for Coco, courtesy of Doctor George, in the tale of The Ethics of Theft: Blind Chance.
You will also find the final part of Looking For a New England, as the girls come to the end of their holidays.
Speaking of Heidi, she also has a sleepover without the parents present in Heidi's Big Night. As to what the mothers are up to - find out next week...
Finally, and to mark the 200th Anniversary of the publication of the Jane Austen classic, we humbly present Tied With Prejudice.
I'll be back Monday with the review of January, and God willing with new tales (including one from Tull) next Friday, but until then I remain,
KP
You will find another moral dilemma for Coco, courtesy of Doctor George, in the tale of The Ethics of Theft: Blind Chance.
You will also find the final part of Looking For a New England, as the girls come to the end of their holidays.
Speaking of Heidi, she also has a sleepover without the parents present in Heidi's Big Night. As to what the mothers are up to - find out next week...
Finally, and to mark the 200th Anniversary of the publication of the Jane Austen classic, we humbly present Tied With Prejudice.
I'll be back Monday with the review of January, and God willing with new tales (including one from Tull) next Friday, but until then I remain,
KP
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