Had a cosy evening last night with, how shall I say it, a
female companion, (don’t worry Katy, I won’t let on who you are!) and watched the first episode of Downton Abbey. Quite
good fun in its own way, but as we both agreed, what a lot of wasted opportunities
for some naughty screen action.
It started with most of the local gentry going off on
their horses to hunt some poor defenceless fox which lead to Lady Mary being thrown from hers
resulting in nothing more than a muddy
jacket. How much better my special friend and I agreed if it had been near a stream
and most of he clothes had been ripped off in the process so she ended up like
this.
But it wasn’t to be! And, oh my God, Carter the butler
and Mrs Hughes are apparently going to get married and she is nervous about the
fact he might actually want to give her a good seeing too! Both of us hid our
heads under a blanket at this stage. Sorry, the thought of those two making the beast with two back does not
appeal, so much that just for once I will
spare you an image of what the two of them would look like having a good shag.
And Lady Edith is considering getting herself a London pad.
“Whatever will she get up to there?” Her snooty sister wanted to know. No
prizes for guessing, after all the poor girl hasn’t had much bedroom action since
the whole series so she can now make up for lost time!
And when it comes
to bedroom action, Lady Mary was being blackmailed for having had a week of
filth and frolics in a hotel with Lord someone or other. She was saved by her father who sent the blackmailer
packing with a miserable fifty quid and who then who sort of told off his daughter afterwards instead of giving he a long bare
bottomed spanking for causing him so much trouble.
But the greatest waste of an opportunity was Daisy the
young kitchen made going ballistic at the new owner of one of the grand local
properties and nearly loosing her job, but as a result being in line for being
punished in other ways. Goodness, my friend and I were hardly short of a few suggestions particularly as by now we
had more or less emptied a bottle of Rioja and were wearing rather less than
when we first turned on the TV.
Certainly nothing less than a session over the house keeper’s knee we thought,
followed by her being forced to strip naked,
(yes, I know she’s only a skinny little thing, but
that’s what fantasy is all about!)
and be nice to all the men in the house,
followed by a final spanking while still naked.
But as I say, we had been drinking!
I had a big smile at this, Elizabeth.
ReplyDeleteIt is amazing how things progress when watching some of these television shows in bed with a friend especially when bottles of wine or rum or such get involved.
Mike is a bigger instigator of what "should be happening" than me. He often comments on which naughty females need a good spanking and seeing to for whatever they are getting up to. All too often (or should that read not enough), I am the one paying for some strumpet's misdeeds.
Seems like since he can't spank the woman on tv, I have to substitute. Many times I end up over his lap and spanked for something we are watching. His excuse seems to be that "that is something you would do, Amber".
Oh sure, I make the obligatory protests, but really it is kind of funny at times. And besides, you know ass well as I that not all punishments need be for actual offenses to be arousing and thrilling in its spontenaity. Plus, we most all the time end up in other activites a lot more rewarding than watching tv ;)
amber
oh, and I can imagine just how much better a program, movie, etc would be if you wrote and directed it.
With your changes to the script I'm positive this could be the Number 1 show on television. I do not watch much tv but if shows like this were on I would become a "couch potato".
ReplyDeleteThank you both. I'll start writing the script now!
ReplyDeleteThank you both. I'll start writing the script now!
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ReplyDeleteah, there you go again, this last report such detail etc etc - you'll burn yourself out
so i suppose it's too late from me to catch up on this Downtown thing but i suspect it's a girly thing - owch i could get scotched for that
so to the first picture, whatever else i thought the caption could be 'Room Service'
ah now back to 21st september and our first tiff, Elizabeth, resulting in an actual apostrophe er nasty - so to the panty flashing yellow sweatered slut as she, Angela, is though a visit to the naughty girl's room could redeem her
now to the actress playing Angela (angel - ha) she is Laura Antonelli and she is a delightful lady
the film - Italian 1973, an age ago but some things do not change, such delightful innocence - titled Malizia and really worthwhile sourcing a copy but snippets can i suppose be found on the internet, just tap in Malizia
so i do trust, Elizabeth, you can withdraw that frightful apostrophe and we can be 'Friends in Sin' again...............................
ah, another thought to the 23rd offering - is the fellow in spanking mode wearing spectacles the Ashcroft chap in the latest UK political scrap, looks like him if so get a copy off to the PM as ammunition, you could get an OBE or even a Damehood, imagine that
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ReplyDeleteapostrophe, apostrophe - oh Mr Fat Thumb
i refer of course to the dreaded 'exclamation mark' argh...................
J
Oh where do I start? First, thanks for the film reference. Am about to go out but will look it up when I get back.
ReplyDeleteAnd of course we are friends in sin. What else?
And don't get me started on Lord Ashcroft. Vindictive bastard, and regardless of the truth or otherwise of his rants, all he's doing is proving to the world that he's not ministerial material.
Must rush, but thanks again.
Liz