A Hot Homecoming – Sensational New Woody Toon

Today’s toon is loosely based upon the real-life incident that first inspired me to start writing spanking stories.

Many, many moons ago my best friend and I had decided to take a break from the rigors of conventional schooling in order to critique the guitar work of Dave Gilmore on the newly released ‘A Dark Side of the Moon’. Actually we never really needed an excuse to play hookey, truancy was something of a life-style for young RH.

However, our musical studies were somewhat rudely interrupted by a ruckus coming from the kitchen of the family house. My best friend’s mother was a generally laid-back soul so I was quite surprised at hearing her voice being raised in a state of some agitation. It transpired that the subject of her ire was my friend’s sister, Debbie. A few moments later Debbie was marched across the living room and upstairs to her bedroom. The door was slammed shut.

I have previously chronicled the ensuing events in posts such as ‘Writing My First Spanking Story’ and ‘Conversations with Debbie and the Vanilla Nuggets’, so I will try not to repeat myself (after all I naturally assume that you have all read those posts and committed them to memory) … but hearing poor Debbie get spanked was my personal defining writing moment.

I was already more than aware of my erotic attraction to corporal punishment and had always been a vociferous writer. I had witnessed the punishment of a number of girls at school but their public punishment had always been limited to a few cracks across the hand with the ruler, with only two notable and very influential exceptions … see ‘The Worlds Naughtiest Girl and the Loud One’s Don’t Hurt’, and I was already exploring the peripheries of the spanking world.

There was something about Debbie’s spanking that must have triggered the impulse. I suppose it was the mystique of the off-scene contretemps in the kitchen, the determined march across the living room, the slamming of the door, and finally the actual sound of the spanking (London houses in the 1970’s were not very large or sound-proofed). Finally I think that it was Debbie’s glowering, sullen, defiant expression when she was later forced to sit down to supper that provoked me to go home and write my first spanking story. I was fifteen at the time.

Debbie has now evolved into Debs and I have written numerous other characters since, but I will never forget that first time I tried to describe the events in my best friend’s house.

Sorry if I blathered on … here’s the toon … more great work by Our Man in Phuket, Dave Ell, keep reading the new FREE books … ‘Volume 5- The New Regime’ is scheduled for release next Wednesday and you’ll have to wait to discover Debs fate as she faces a disciplinary hearing before the Dark Agents of the System until next Friday … as always … thanks for taking the time to stop by … now kick-back and enjoy … Bottoms Up! … RH

 

 

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