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Simmering threats between Iran and the US are nearing their boiling point, after Iran's supreme leader Ayatollah Ali Khamenei said this week that Tehran would retaliate if attacked. The heated tone comes after American President Donald Trump warned earlier that the US would bomb Iran and impose additional tariffs if it did not agree to a nuclear deal. Tit-for-tat warnings have sparked fears that Iran may be on the brink of weaponising its nuclear programme. Tensions have been brewing for the past several weeks as Mr Trump hawkishly tries to strike an agreement after withdrawing from the Joint Comprehensive Plan of Action during his first term in office. But the geopolitical landscape today is drastically different to what it was back then, with Iran's assets in the region greatly weakened. In this episode of Beyond the Headlines, host Nada AlTaher asks whether the outcome will be conflict or resolution. She speaks to Dr Sanam Vakil, director of the Middle East and North Africa Programme at Chatham House, and Francesco Schiavi, Middle East analyst and non-resident fellow at the Middle East Institute Switzerland.

In the debut episode of the Power Hour Podcast, hosts Dave Bosco and Travis Simmering explore their careers in the power generation industry, sharing personal anecdotes and key industry insights. Travis reflects on his journey from GE to Pro Power and the importance of work-life balance. They also discuss the rising focus on power generation, the future of decentralized energy, the role of natural gas, and highlights from the Thrive Conference.Tune in for an engaging conversation on industry trends, emerging technologies, and the people shaping the future of energy.01:08 Introducing Travis Simmering02:28 Balancing Work and Family Life03:58 Travis's Hobbies and Family Activities08:41 The Thrive Conference Experience11:36 The Power Market and Industry Trends14:40 Gas is Back in Vogue14:54 The Role of Natural Gas in Power Generation15:32 Reevaluating Power Sources16:21 Investment in Power and Technology18:03 Decentralized Power Market18:45 Technological Innovations in Power23:23 Challenges and Expectations in Power26:45 Future Episodes and Engagement

Wie jeden Morgen gibt es die berühmte Klugscheißerfrage - Dieses Mal hatte Bernadette aus Wien Simmering die Chance auf das begehrte Siegerhäferl und den Titel 88.6 Klugscheißer des Tages.

Wie jeden Morgen gibt es die berühmte Klugscheißerfrage - Dieses Mal hatte Ralph aus Wien Simmering die Chance auf das begehrte Siegerhäferl und den Titel 88.6 Klugscheißer des Tages.

The Hot Stove needs a spark, and the Best Podcast in Baseball has flint ready to strike steel. The forecast calls for a flurry of moves in Major League Baseball before next month's arrival of spring training, and big reason for that isn't market cooling. After the brief, jubilant sparks of signings around the annual winter meetings, the free-agent market has gone cold, and the Cardinals have had difficult finding a trade partner for Nolan Arenado as a result. Does Major League Baseball need a winter deadline for transactions to spur moves, to grab the headlines? St. Louis Post-Dispatch baseball writer Derrick Goold and sports columnist Jeff Gordon discuss how creating a signing deadline in the offseason would change the pace of free agency and possibly benefit. The two writers discuss the history of baseball's deadline-less offseason, compare to other leagues with their frenzy of signings in a allowed window, and explore when and how a deadline would work for a sport that has long defined itself by just always being there, even if being there means being in the background. Goold wonders if a winter deadline might shake owners from their methodical, ruminating, risk-adverse approaches by limiting the time they have to marinate over moves and talks themselves out of it. The podcast explores the Chicago Cubs moves and how the Wrigley Astros will tilt the NL Central, Major League Baseball's most forgiving division. The discussion touches on whether the Cardinals would be the division favorite if they made the moves for outfielder Kyle Tucker and reliever Ryan Pressly that the Cubs did. And finally, the podcast concludes with a suggestion -- really, a solution -- that blends all of the topics about deadlines and doldrums into a proposal that's three words long: Luxury tax amnesty. The Best Podcast in Baseball, sponsored by Closets by Design of St. Louis, is a production of the St. Louis Post-Dispatch, StlToday.com, and Derrick Goold. BPIB is available weekly wherever you find your podcasts. Please rate and review the podcast because it is feedback from the community of listeners that has shaped BPIB as it nears its 13th year.

Get Ready”, “Get Ready” “ Get Ready” for the SIMMIE BRAXTON SHOW “Simmie to the Max”.Now, Brace Yourself for Braxton, he's in a bracket, all by himself. Saturated, verbal Rapp-Ability, with a twist and an Urban Pop Culture feel….Simmering with updates on trending news and current events, informing and enlightening, AND, educating the masses with unadulterated TRUTH that the mainstream media so often leaves out interviews, promoting integrity, accountability, and transparency, the essential components to “Keepin' it Real!”, finding the WIN-WIN solutions.  No wonder people are talking about SIMMIE BRAXTON.

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Die Journalistin Colette M. Schmidt hat mit einem Artikel über Aussagen zweier FPÖ-Nationalratsabgeordneter beim einem öffentlich zugänglichen Stammtisch für viel Aufregung gesorgt. Anhand dieses Fallbeispiels bespricht Host Stefan Lassnig mit der "Standard"-Journalistin den typischen Umgang der FPÖ mit kritischen Medien: Relativierung, Gegenangriff und Darstellung der eigenen Sichtweise auf den eigenen Medienkanälen. Die beiden diskutieren auch, inwieweit sich das Verhalten rechtsextremer Kräfte in den letzten Jahren verändert hat und wie sich diese Entwicklung in einen internationalen Kontext einordnen lässt. Nachtrag zur Transparenzpassage: Colette M. Schmidt ist Betriebsratschefin im Standard und als solche auch in der Journalistengewerkschaft in der GPA aktiv, allerdings parteifrei.Links zur Folge:Standard-Artikel "FPÖ-Politiker in heimlicher Aufnahme: Abgeordnete nennen ÖVP "jämmerlich" und Flüchtlinge "Gesindel""Die Tagesordnung - Veranstaltung im Volkstheater WienPodcast-Tipp der Woche:Wirecard - 1,9 Milliarden Lügen (Staffel 4) Wir würden uns sehr freuen, wenn Du "Ganz offen gesagt" auf einem der folgenden Wege unterstützt:Werde Unterstützer:in auf SteadyKaufe ein Premium-Abo auf AppleKaufe Artikel in unserem FanshopSchalte Werbung in unserem PodcastFeedback bitte an redaktion@ganzoffengesagt.at

DOD-Hegseth In. DOJ-Bondi In. DNI-Gabbard?? Trump Dumps Turner. Biden's Warning. TikTok Survives. Day One Exec. Orders. Deep Freeze Inauguration. With Linda Feldmann, Washington Bureau Chief and White House-Politics Correspondent for The Christian Science Monitor, Jason Dick, Editor in Chief at CQ-Roll Call and Arthur Delaney, Senior Politics Reporter at Huff Post. Today's Bill Press Pod is supported by The United Food and Commercial Workers Union. More information at UFCW.orgSee Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Two stories of scholarly lasses with healthy libidos.Based on the posts by Select Redux. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Stimulating ReadingSexual adventures amid the bookshelves.Unlocking the big oak doors, Emily glances up at the Spring sun filtering through the stained-glass windows of the 'Institute'. Originally endowed by a Victorian benefactor, now part of a modern university, this old building goes unnoticed by most people passing by on this bright 1993 morning.The research library within opens just three days a week with Emily, its part-time librarian, fitting the job around her PhD studies. Some colleagues consider it a fusty backwater; Emily rather enjoys the church-like surroundings, lofty ceilings and marble floors, and calm, quiet ambience.Starting the day as usual at 8.45am, Emily turns on the lights, picks up the post and then sits at the front desk waiting for students to arrive. The job isn't the most exacting; mainly helping undergraduates locate obscure books, its perk being plenty of time to write her thesis and, blush-making to admit, peruse the rather splendid erotica section. Something that's become a bit of a habit, leaving her distracted and almost perpetually aroused.This 'special collection' is kept locked; its key is supposedly secure in a safe; in fact on a chain around Emily's neck. Currently 'in between boyfriends' (no, not like that!) in truth modern men, mostly boys inhabiting adult bodies in her opinion, don't do it for Emily. Call her traditional, she wants someone old-fashioned.Emily's romantic, bookish outlook on life sometimes feels unsuited to modern times and is exemplified by today's attire: cardigan, blouse, and a string of pearls, the epitome of respectability; a typical librarian. A knee-length skirt, sensible shoes, minimal makeup and glasses habitually perched upon her head complete the academic look. However, underneath one (who? she reflects glumly) might be surprised to find some almost sinfully brief lingerie adorning her trim figure. Perhaps not so conservative;Later that afternoon, Emily looks at her watch, half an hour until closing, not likely to see anyone else today she thinks. Wrongly, because striding confidently through the rotating door and purposefully approaching her desk is a new customer. In contrast to the usual scruffy students (although arguably the lecturers are worse) he's smartly dressed. Wearing a tie in fact; Emily likes a chap in a suit and his fits very well. This tall man with silvery grey hair favors her with a confident smile and Emily melts inside, lust at first sight.Michael, they are quickly on first name terms, is a postgrad mature student working on the final dissertation of an English literature MA. He's taken a couple of weeks' leave from an unspecified (Emily suspects high-powered and well-remunerated) job to complete it. Meaning, she sends a silent prayer of thanks to whichever celestial deity might be responsible, he'll be making frequent trips to the library. Visits she soon begins to eagerly anticipate, feeling disproportionately disappointed on days when this charming, personable and undoubtedly assertive man doesn't appear. Get a grip girl, chides her inner voice, whatever your fantasies this is a purely professional relationship."What did you do before studying," she enquires one morning."Came from money, followed the family tradition into the City and made some more," he shrugs. "Clichéd thing for a privileged person to say but it didn't make me happy.""What does?""Good writing, which explains why I'm here in literary mode, how about you?""A very bright kid from a feckless, under-achieving family; got a scholarship, got out of my dead-end town and got a higher education. Not having money means I have to take a series of dull jobs to pay my way." There's no need to make her point any more strongly, Michael gets the implication."I detect a steely determination," he responds without rancor."Academically, yes," she agrees, "in order to remain with my beloved books, but unfashionable though it is I'd happily be rescued by a knight in shining armor. Will you be my knight?" Christ, she thinks, where did that come from? Silly mare you've blown it now."If you'll be my damsel in distress I'd be delighted," Michael answers lightly, but a die has been cast."What are you working on today?" he enquires conversationally when next visiting."These books were recently acquired for the special collections section. I'm trying to catalogue them," she explains, outwardly serene, but heart beating fast."Ah the erotica," Michael raises a knowing eyebrow, "better leave you to it then." He turns to a nearby table with a couple of hefty tomes and commences making notes while covertly observing Emily, absently twirling a lock of hair with one hand, the other no longer on the table but underneath. Much later, abruptly jolted from a pleasurable reverie by his shadow, Emily becomes abruptly aware of Michael's looming presence."You're spending a lot of time on books from that particular genre," he says, it isn't a question."Well; " she stammers."Perhaps that's why you've twice left the University's precious erotica shelves unlocked lately?"Her eyes widen in shock. "How did you know?" It's true, no point in denying the fact."I notice things. An accident I'm sure, but rather careless, some might even say naughty. Are you naughty Emily?" Silence, the cat has got her tongue. "Do you deserve to be punished? Might that be a better solution than the matter being brought to the attention of the Vice-Chancellor?" Michael presses home his advantage. "Those rare editions are extremely valuable. Perhaps you need to be taught a lesson, bought to book one might say." Emily gets the joke, but it's no laughing matter."Punished; lesson?" she stammers, "what do you mean?""I think you know to what I'm referring, you've read enough about spanking, no doubt wondered what it might be like. I don't believe you're as innocent as you pretend Emily, I saw you slide a hand under your skirt just then. Most unprofessional, you deserve to have your bottom smacked.""Oh; " Overwhelmed by his quiet certainty that she'll obey, Ellie discovers in herself a complimentary willingness to defer; feels her pussy throbbing with desire at every word Michael utters. This is ridiculous, thinks her rational brain, I'm an independent woman, he's no right to demand my obedience. But you know you want to, responds her libidinous subconscious, you've so often dreamt of such a scenario, and how you'd willingly submit;She nods anxiously towards the door. With an unreadable expression, Michael walks purposefully towards the entrance, locks it and returns."Bad girls require discipline," he whispers in her ear."They do, sir," she meekly agrees."Come here." Emily stands next to him, hands behind her back."Turn around and lean forward against the desk."Deferentially, eyes downcast, Emily complies; wrapping his left arm around her slender waist Michael slowly, and deliberately raises her skirt. Emily wishes her boobs were just a little bigger; wishes her arse was just a little smaller but knows her lovely legs are just right. Now so does he.A grunt of male disapproval, "I don't like tights," he tugs her pantyhose down revealing flawless bottom cheeks, "next time I expect you to wear stockings." Next time, who said anything about next time? Despite her mounting panic, Emily has an epiphany of understanding; Michael's coercion is more implied than actual, less of a threat by him as a need within her. He runs his hands appreciatively over her pristine, unmarked bottom then tugs those unexpectedly racy, almost transparent black panties up hard into Emily's damp divide, the silken scrap disappearing between puffy pussy lips, chafing her swollen clit."Turns you on doesn't it" he growls, holding her tightly."Yes, but I'm scared," she whispers and it's true, the physical proximity and her helplessness in the hands of an alpha male are more exciting than anything Emily has ever before encountered.Emily tenses, holding her breath, awaiting the inevitable; yet the initial smack still catches her by surprise. At first, it's mainly about the ringing percussive sound, a numbing shock. Prudently Michael allows a pause, he can tell it's her first time. Gradually her skin pinkens and a sharp stinging sensation suffuses Emily's posterior."Oh," she looks at him wide-eyed, "oh yes," amazed by her compliance with the punitive intentions of a man she scarcely knows. A second spank, slightly harder this time."Feeling it now aren't you," Michael mutters, "rather different from in the stories you're so keen on?" True, the reality of what before was only fevered fiction is raw and immediate." I'll stop if you ask me to," he adds."Surely not when I've been so wicked," Emily replies huskily. The scene is set, and his hard palm strikes her bottom repeatedly as Michael methodically and unhurriedly continues, Emily's body responding animatedly to the burning sensation gradually suffusing her derriere."Keep still," he commands as she squirms in a futile attempt to dissipate the smart.Eventually, Emily has no idea how long, five minutes, or an eternity, Michael ceases her chastisement. Both are breathing heavily now, albeit for different reasons. He slides a hand up her inner thigh and under her knickers."Good girl," Michael whispers, pushing an exploratory digit into Emily's sopping sex. She shuts her eyes and moves against his fingers, Emily is needy, alas, her evident excitement is unrequited. Taking her by the shoulders, Michael turns the shaken young woman to face the wall."Make yourself respectable," he instructs in a tone countenancing no dissent, "don't move until I've left, no rubbing your bottom, or anywhere else. I'll let myself out," he kisses the top of her head, "and be back soon to do one final bit piece of research, don't miss me too much."And then he's gone; taken Emily to the edge and abandoned her unsatisfied. Which, thinks Emily, bottom glowing fiercely, is truly sadistic. Simmering with sexual awakening, she's no intention of being denied. Walking stiffly towards her chair Emily sits, wincing as her tender buttocks contact with the seat. Legs spread and eyes closed she pushes a hand down the front of her panties and addresses her pent-up frustration with flying fingers, and soon has a shattering orgasm.On Monday morning, after a weekend mentally replaying this momentous encounter, and multiple flouting of Michael's embargo on masturbation, Emily walks into work full of hope for what the new week may bring. Inwardly more confident, her outward appearance has also altered. She's taken more care with makeup, mascara and her favorite cherry red lipstick. Does her best not to tug down her hem at every step. Emily hasn't previously worn such a short skirt and worries people may notice she's wearing stockings. Once at work, it's business as usual, albeit with some appreciative glances from borrowers, being desired is an unfamiliar but welcome ego boost. Emboldened, Emily experiments with undoing the second button of her blouse.She can't conceal her unhappiness when Michael fails to arrive and becomes increasingly despondent when he doesn't turn up on Tuesday and Wednesday either. By Thursday she's almost lost hope. Turning to the erotica collection for comfort a photograph falls from between the pages of a book on 'Le Vice Anglaise'. Emily looks aghast, Michael! But it can't be, the date scribbled on the back is 1936, does her dom have a doppelganger? All too much of a conundrum to deal with in her overwrought state, Emily locks up early and heads disconsolately home.On Friday she settles onto her stool and re-opens the same book. Was Michael ever really here, she wonders? Could this have been some sort of hallucination, an epic instance of self-delusion? Of course not, get real, examine the facts, she inwardly chides. Consider the evidence of two days of sitting gingerly, the finger marks on your sore buttocks visible in the mirror. She was spanked alright, the pertinent question being whether she will see Michael again, let alone reach the sexual conclusion so ardently desired. Not being clairvoyant, Emily doesn't have a clue about either outcome, for now, she tells herself sternly, you'd better get on with some work. Mentally listing the day's mundane tasks Emily doesn't notice a familiar figure quietly enter the building until he's immediately adjacent. Caught unawares her incipient shout of shock is stifled by his hand."I'll remove it from your mouth," his voice whispers, "if you promise not to scream, understood?" Emily remains frozen, struggling to get to grips with her predicament, then nods assent."Where did you appear from?" she enquires in a small voice."Not important right now," he shushes."Your picture; " She points at the faded sepia print on the table."My father," he laughs, "chip off the old block, aren't I? Long gone, of course, he put up the money to establish the erotica collection you've so much enjoyed." Helping the shaken young woman to her feet he moves Emily to face a bookcase."Just relax," he says calmly, trailing a hand teasingly up and down the back of her thighs."Relax," she tenses at the suggestion, "when I don't know what you intend to do.""I think you can hazard a pretty accurate prediction," he teases."I'm quite sure you're planning to punish me again," says Emily shivering with anticipation at the thought, "what might occur afterwards is what's preoccupying me.""What do you hope happens?" he enquires, lips brushing the nape of her neck."I think you can make a very good guess," Emily replies cheekily.Right now, she can't think of anything she wouldn't let him do, Emily has read many salacious books and has a vivid imagination."I'm enjoying your new look," says Michael appreciatively, "let's explore beneath; " He unbuttons her blouse to the waist, frees her boobs and rolls each erect nipple in turn between finger and thumb. In response, Emily kisses him hard on the mouth, her acquiescence clearly in no doubt. His other hand slips between her thighs and encounters wetness between them. Emily moans at this touch, yearning to be penetrated by the hard cock she can feel bulging through his trousers and pressing against her thigh."You'll endure a harsher correction this time," he murmurs, bending Emily across the desk while removing his belt."The door", she gestures urgently.He shrugs off her concern. "We'll just have to take the chance; I find a little jeopardy adds a frisson of excitement." Wrestling up the short, tight skirt exposes the soft curves of Emily's hips and beautiful bottom; Michael monetarily enjoys the sight, and then pulls her knickers down and off."Someone wants to be fucked pretty badly," he observes, a hint of amusement in his voice as he glimpses her damp, pouting slit. With no warning he straps Emily, hard and fast, leaving blazing bands of hurt across both cheeks and down to her stocking tops. She yelps, groans and stamps her feet, nevertheless thrusting out her buttocks to meet each of the worn leather's cruel kisses. A further dozen overlapping strokes sear across her fiery red behind until Emily thinks she can't possibly endure further chastisement."Hurts," she whimpers, tears in her eyes, although the perfect pain only serves to stoke a fire of arousal down below. Aware of her limits Michael runs his hands along the insides of Emily's legs and pulls her knees apart, leaving her open and exposed. His tongue repeatedly explores the length of her labia, right up to the nub of her clit, building each caress into a rhythmic repetition. Emily feels an orgasm inexorably approaching, her breathing becomes fast and uneven."Fuck you're tight," he observes crudely, sliding a finger into Emily's inviting pink cunny and then positioning his erection at her slick entrance."Stop teasing and do it hard!" she screams, last vestiges of dignity and reserve surrendered. Lewdly Emily pushes back her hips, anxious to have him inside her. Equally caught up in the intensity of the moment, Michael fills the lusty librarian with the cock she craves. All inhibitions abandoned, Emily feels the rhythm of his thrusts increasing, her pussy spasms and takes them both to an inevitable sexual crescendo. They lay silent for a moment before Michael chivalrously passes Emily a large linen handkerchief to mop the come leaking onto her nylon-clad thighs."I think my poor bottom has suffered quite enough for one day," she whispers sensually, "how about you take me home to your place and fuck me again, slowly and gently?""How about we take one of the books from the special collection to provide us with inspiration?" he replies."Oh, I think I've already done quite enough research," Emily responds with a giggle."Then let's grab a bottle of wine and see if we can't put theory into practice," agrees Michael.Cut to a year later, doctorate earned; Emily has been promoted to take charge of the main university library. There's a new young woman librarian at the Institute, still on probation and requiring guidance. Emily considers herself a firm but fair manager and has kindly offered an after-hours tutorial on the special collection. A recently successful MA student, now a research fellow, somewhat older and vastly experienced, may join them;By Select Redux for LiteroticaCleverness is SexyWinning a quiz transformed Alice from swot to hot.By Select ReduxAn exceptionally brainy young woman, Alice has pursued her academic interests to the exclusion of almost everything else in life. There will, she reasons, on the verge of her 23rd birthday, the M A she's strived so hard to attain nearl

Two stories of scholarly lasses with healthy libidos.Based on the posts by Select Redux. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories. Stimulating ReadingSexual adventures amid the bookshelves.Unlocking the big oak doors, Emily glances up at the Spring sun filtering through the stained-glass windows of the 'Institute'. Originally endowed by a Victorian benefactor, now part of a modern university, this old building goes unnoticed by most people passing by on this bright 1993 morning.The research library within opens just three days a week with Emily, its part-time librarian, fitting the job around her PhD studies. Some colleagues consider it a fusty backwater; Emily rather enjoys the church-like surroundings, lofty ceilings and marble floors, and calm, quiet ambience.Starting the day as usual at 8.45am, Emily turns on the lights, picks up the post and then sits at the front desk waiting for students to arrive. The job isn't the most exacting; mainly helping undergraduates locate obscure books, its perk being plenty of time to write her thesis and, blush-making to admit, peruse the rather splendid erotica section. Something that's become a bit of a habit, leaving her distracted and almost perpetually aroused.This 'special collection' is kept locked; its key is supposedly secure in a safe; in fact on a chain around Emily's neck. Currently 'in between boyfriends' (no, not like that!) in truth modern men, mostly boys inhabiting adult bodies in her opinion, don't do it for Emily. Call her traditional, she wants someone old-fashioned.Emily's romantic, bookish outlook on life sometimes feels unsuited to modern times and is exemplified by today's attire: cardigan, blouse, and a string of pearls, the epitome of respectability; a typical librarian. A knee-length skirt, sensible shoes, minimal makeup and glasses habitually perched upon her head complete the academic look. However, underneath one (who? she reflects glumly) might be surprised to find some almost sinfully brief lingerie adorning her trim figure. Perhaps not so conservative;Later that afternoon, Emily looks at her watch, half an hour until closing, not likely to see anyone else today she thinks. Wrongly, because striding confidently through the rotating door and purposefully approaching her desk is a new customer. In contrast to the usual scruffy students (although arguably the lecturers are worse) he's smartly dressed. Wearing a tie in fact; Emily likes a chap in a suit and his fits very well. This tall man with silvery grey hair favors her with a confident smile and Emily melts inside, lust at first sight.Michael, they are quickly on first name terms, is a postgrad mature student working on the final dissertation of an English literature MA. He's taken a couple of weeks' leave from an unspecified (Emily suspects high-powered and well-remunerated) job to complete it. Meaning, she sends a silent prayer of thanks to whichever celestial deity might be responsible, he'll be making frequent trips to the library. Visits she soon begins to eagerly anticipate, feeling disproportionately disappointed on days when this charming, personable and undoubtedly assertive man doesn't appear. Get a grip girl, chides her inner voice, whatever your fantasies this is a purely professional relationship."What did you do before studying," she enquires one morning."Came from money, followed the family tradition into the City and made some more," he shrugs. "Clichéd thing for a privileged person to say but it didn't make me happy.""What does?""Good writing, which explains why I'm here in literary mode, how about you?""A very bright kid from a feckless, under-achieving family; got a scholarship, got out of my dead-end town and got a higher education. Not having money means I have to take a series of dull jobs to pay my way." There's no need to make her point any more strongly, Michael gets the implication."I detect a steely determination," he responds without rancor."Academically, yes," she agrees, "in order to remain with my beloved books, but unfashionable though it is I'd happily be rescued by a knight in shining armor. Will you be my knight?" Christ, she thinks, where did that come from? Silly mare you've blown it now."If you'll be my damsel in distress I'd be delighted," Michael answers lightly, but a die has been cast."What are you working on today?" he enquires conversationally when next visiting."These books were recently acquired for the special collections section. I'm trying to catalogue them," she explains, outwardly serene, but heart beating fast."Ah the erotica," Michael raises a knowing eyebrow, "better leave you to it then." He turns to a nearby table with a couple of hefty tomes and commences making notes while covertly observing Emily, absently twirling a lock of hair with one hand, the other no longer on the table but underneath. Much later, abruptly jolted from a pleasurable reverie by his shadow, Emily becomes abruptly aware of Michael's looming presence."You're spending a lot of time on books from that particular genre," he says, it isn't a question."Well; " she stammers."Perhaps that's why you've twice left the University's precious erotica shelves unlocked lately?"Her eyes widen in shock. "How did you know?" It's true, no point in denying the fact."I notice things. An accident I'm sure, but rather careless, some might even say naughty. Are you naughty Emily?" Silence, the cat has got her tongue. "Do you deserve to be punished? Might that be a better solution than the matter being brought to the attention of the Vice-Chancellor?" Michael presses home his advantage. "Those rare editions are extremely valuable. Perhaps you need to be taught a lesson, bought to book one might say." Emily gets the joke, but it's no laughing matter."Punished; lesson?" she stammers, "what do you mean?""I think you know to what I'm referring, you've read enough about spanking, no doubt wondered what it might be like. I don't believe you're as innocent as you pretend Emily, I saw you slide a hand under your skirt just then. Most unprofessional, you deserve to have your bottom smacked.""Oh; " Overwhelmed by his quiet certainty that she'll obey, Ellie discovers in herself a complimentary willingness to defer; feels her pussy throbbing with desire at every word Michael utters. This is ridiculous, thinks her rational brain, I'm an independent woman, he's no right to demand my obedience. But you know you want to, responds her libidinous subconscious, you've so often dreamt of such a scenario, and how you'd willingly submit;She nods anxiously towards the door. With an unreadable expression, Michael walks purposefully towards the entrance, locks it and returns."Bad girls require discipline," he whispers in her ear."They do, sir," she meekly agrees."Come here." Emily stands next to him, hands behind her back."Turn around and lean forward against the desk."Deferentially, eyes downcast, Emily complies; wrapping his left arm around her slender waist Michael slowly, and deliberately raises her skirt. Emily wishes her boobs were just a little bigger; wishes her arse was just a little smaller but knows her lovely legs are just right. Now so does he.A grunt of male disapproval, "I don't like tights," he tugs her pantyhose down revealing flawless bottom cheeks, "next time I expect you to wear stockings." Next time, who said anything about next time? Despite her mounting panic, Emily has an epiphany of understanding; Michael's coercion is more implied than actual, less of a threat by him as a need within her. He runs his hands appreciatively over her pristine, unmarked bottom then tugs those unexpectedly racy, almost transparent black panties up hard into Emily's damp divide, the silken scrap disappearing between puffy pussy lips, chafing her swollen clit."Turns you on doesn't it" he growls, holding her tightly."Yes, but I'm scared," she whispers and it's true, the physical proximity and her helplessness in the hands of an alpha male are more exciting than anything Emily has ever before encountered.Emily tenses, holding her breath, awaiting the inevitable; yet the initial smack still catches her by surprise. At first, it's mainly about the ringing percussive sound, a numbing shock. Prudently Michael allows a pause, he can tell it's her first time. Gradually her skin pinkens and a sharp stinging sensation suffuses Emily's posterior."Oh," she looks at him wide-eyed, "oh yes," amazed by her compliance with the punitive intentions of a man she scarcely knows. A second spank, slightly harder this time."Feeling it now aren't you," Michael mutters, "rather different from in the stories you're so keen on?" True, the reality of what before was only fevered fiction is raw and immediate." I'll stop if you ask me to," he adds."Surely not when I've been so wicked," Emily replies huskily. The scene is set, and his hard palm strikes her bottom repeatedly as Michael methodically and unhurriedly continues, Emily's body responding animatedly to the burning sensation gradually suffusing her derriere."Keep still," he commands as she squirms in a futile attempt to dissipate the smart.Eventually, Emily has no idea how long, five minutes, or an eternity, Michael ceases her chastisement. Both are breathing heavily now, albeit for different reasons. He slides a hand up her inner thigh and under her knickers."Good girl," Michael whispers, pushing an exploratory digit into Emily's sopping sex. She shuts her eyes and moves against his fingers, Emily is needy, alas, her evident excitement is unrequited. Taking her by the shoulders, Michael turns the shaken young woman to face the wall."Make yourself respectable," he instructs in a tone countenancing no dissent, "don't move until I've left, no rubbing your bottom, or anywhere else. I'll let myself out," he kisses the top of her head, "and be back soon to do one final bit piece of research, don't miss me too much."And then he's gone; taken Emily to the edge and abandoned her unsatisfied. Which, thinks Emily, bottom glowing fiercely, is truly sadistic. Simmering with sexual awakening, she's no intention of being denied. Walking stiffly towards her chair Emily sits, wincing as her tender buttocks contact with the seat. Legs spread and eyes closed she pushes a hand down the front of her panties and addresses her pent-up frustration with flying fingers, and soon has a shattering orgasm.On Monday morning, after a weekend mentally replaying this momentous encounter, and multiple flouting of Michael's embargo on masturbation, Emily walks into work full of hope for what the new week may bring. Inwardly more confident, her outward appearance has also altered. She's taken more care with makeup, mascara and her favorite cherry red lipstick. Does her best not to tug down her hem at every step. Emily hasn't previously worn such a short skirt and worries people may notice she's wearing stockings. Once at work, it's business as usual, albeit with some appreciative glances from borrowers, being desired is an unfamiliar but welcome ego boost. Emboldened, Emily experiments with undoing the second button of her blouse.She can't conceal her unhappiness when Michael fails to arrive and becomes increasingly despondent when he doesn't turn up on Tuesday and Wednesday either. By Thursday she's almost lost hope. Turning to the erotica collection for comfort a photograph falls from between the pages of a book on 'Le Vice Anglaise'. Emily looks aghast, Michael! But it can't be, the date scribbled on the back is 1936, does her dom have a doppelganger? All too much of a conundrum to deal with in her overwrought state, Emily locks up early and heads disconsolately home.On Friday she settles onto her stool and re-opens the same book. Was Michael ever really here, she wonders? Could this have been some sort of hallucination, an epic instance of self-delusion? Of course not, get real, examine the facts, she inwardly chides. Consider the evidence of two days of sitting gingerly, the finger marks on your sore buttocks visible in the mirror. She was spanked alright, the pertinent question being whether she will see Michael again, let alone reach the sexual conclusion so ardently desired. Not being clairvoyant, Emily doesn't have a clue about either outcome, for now, she tells herself sternly, you'd better get on with some work. Mentally listing the day's mundane tasks Emily doesn't notice a familiar figure quietly enter the building until he's immediately adjacent. Caught unawares her incipient shout of shock is stifled by his hand."I'll remove it from your mouth," his voice whispers, "if you promise not to scream, understood?" Emily remains frozen, struggling to get to grips with her predicament, then nods assent."Where did you appear from?" she enquires in a small voice."Not important right now," he shushes."Your picture; " She points at the faded sepia print on the table."My father," he laughs, "chip off the old block, aren't I? Long gone, of course, he put up the money to establish the erotica collection you've so much enjoyed." Helping the shaken young woman to her feet he moves Emily to face a bookcase."Just relax," he says calmly, trailing a hand teasingly up and down the back of her thighs."Relax," she tenses at the suggestion, "when I don't know what you intend to do.""I think you can hazard a pretty accurate prediction," he teases."I'm quite sure you're planning to punish me again," says Emily shivering with anticipation at the thought, "what might occur afterwards is what's preoccupying me.""What do you hope happens?" he enquires, lips brushing the nape of her neck."I think you can make a very good guess," Emily replies cheekily.Right now, she can't think of anything she wouldn't let him do, Emily has read many salacious books and has a vivid imagination."I'm enjoying your new look," says Michael appreciatively, "let's explore beneath; " He unbuttons her blouse to the waist, frees her boobs and rolls each erect nipple in turn between finger and thumb. In response, Emily kisses him hard on the mouth, her acquiescence clearly in no doubt. His other hand slips between her thighs and encounters wetness between them. Emily moans at this touch, yearning to be penetrated by the hard cock she can feel bulging through his trousers and pressing against her thigh."You'll endure a harsher correction this time," he murmurs, bending Emily across the desk while removing his belt."The door", she gestures urgently.He shrugs off her concern. "We'll just have to take the chance; I find a little jeopardy adds a frisson of excitement." Wrestling up the short, tight skirt exposes the soft curves of Emily's hips and beautiful bottom; Michael monetarily enjoys the sight, and then pulls her knickers down and off."Someone wants to be fucked pretty badly," he observes, a hint of amusement in his voice as he glimpses her damp, pouting slit. With no warning he straps Emily, hard and fast, leaving blazing bands of hurt across both cheeks and down to her stocking tops. She yelps, groans and stamps her feet, nevertheless thrusting out her buttocks to meet each of the worn leather's cruel kisses. A further dozen overlapping strokes sear across her fiery red behind until Emily thinks she can't possibly endure further chastisement."Hurts," she whimpers, tears in her eyes, although the perfect pain only serves to stoke a fire of arousal down below. Aware of her limits Michael runs his hands along the insides of Emily's legs and pulls her knees apart, leaving her open and exposed. His tongue repeatedly explores the length of her labia, right up to the nub of her clit, building each caress into a rhythmic repetition. Emily feels an orgasm inexorably approaching, her breathing becomes fast and uneven."Fuck you're tight," he observes crudely, sliding a finger into Emily's inviting pink cunny and then positioning his erection at her slick entrance."Stop teasing and do it hard!" she screams, last vestiges of dignity and reserve surrendered. Lewdly Emily pushes back her hips, anxious to have him inside her. Equally caught up in the intensity of the moment, Michael fills the lusty librarian with the cock she craves. All inhibitions abandoned, Emily feels the rhythm of his thrusts increasing, her pussy spasms and takes them both to an inevitable sexual crescendo. They lay silent for a moment before Michael chivalrously passes Emily a large linen handkerchief to mop the come leaking onto her nylon-clad thighs."I think my poor bottom has suffered quite enough for one day," she whispers sensually, "how about you take me home to your place and fuck me again, slowly and gently?""How about we take one of the books from the special collection to provide us with inspiration?" he replies."Oh, I think I've already done quite enough research," Emily responds with a giggle."Then let's grab a bottle of wine and see if we can't put theory into practice," agrees Michael.Cut to a year later, doctorate earned; Emily has been promoted to take charge of the main university library. There's a new young woman librarian at the Institute, still on probation and requiring guidance. Emily considers herself a firm but fair manager and has kindly offered an after-hours tutorial on the special collection. A recently successful MA student, now a research fellow, somewhat older and vastly experienced, may join them;By Select Redux for LiteroticaCleverness is SexyWinning a quiz transformed Alice from swot to hot.By Select ReduxAn exceptionally brainy young woman, Alice has pursued her academic interests to the exclusion of almost everything else in life. There will, she reasons, on the verge of her 23rd birthday, the M A she's strived so hard to attain nearl

John is back from the holidays. First, he talks about top MAGA leaders and the Tech Bros fighting over H-1B visas that allow highly qualified foreign workers to join the American workforce. Then, he discusses the arrest of MAGA extremist Brad Spafford after the FBI found the largest cache of explosives in FBI history at his farm; and the 2 horrific vehicle attacks - a pick up driving through a crowd in New Orleans and a Tesla Cybertruck explosion in front of the Trump hotel in Las Vegas. Then, John welcomes back 2 great guests: liberal and progressive American journalist and author - John Nichols. He is is The Nation's national affairs correspondent, the associate editor of the Capital Times, and a co-founder of the national media reform organization - Free Press. And, American historian of Christianity and an advocate for progressive Christianity - Diana Butler Bass. She is the author of eleven books. Bass earned a PhD in religious studies from Duke University in 1991 with an emphasis on American ecclesiastical history, studying under George Marsden. They have a round house discussion about current politics and the death of President Jimmy Carter.See Privacy Policy at https://art19.com/privacy and California Privacy Notice at https://art19.com/privacy#do-not-sell-my-info.

Get Ready”, “Get Ready” “ Get Ready” for the SIMMIE BRAXTON SHOW “Simmie to the Max”.Now, Brace Yourself for Braxton, he's in a bracket, all by himself. Saturated, verbal Rapp-Ability, with a twist and an Urban Pop Culture feel….Simmering with updates on trending news and current events, informing and enlightening, AND, educating the masses with unadulterated TRUTH that the mainstream media so often leaves out interviews, promoting integrity, accountability, and transparency, the essential components to “Keepin' it Real!”, finding the WIN-WIN solutions.  No wonder people are talking about SIMMIE BRAXTON.

Get Ready”, “Get Ready” “ Get Ready” for the SIMMIE BRAXTON SHOW “Simmie to the Max”.Now, Brace Yourself for Braxton, he's in a bracket, all by himself. Saturated, verbal Rapp-Ability, with a twist and an Urban Pop Culture feel….Simmering with updates on trending news and current events, informing and enlightening, AND, educating the masses with unadulterated TRUTH that the mainstream media so often leaves out interviews, promoting integrity, accountability, and transparency, the essential components to “Keepin' it Real!”, finding the WIN-WIN solutions.  No wonder people are talking about SIMMIE BRAXTON.

Mozambique's Constitutional Council is TOMORROW ( Monday 23rd Dec.) set to officially proclaim the outcome of the country's October presidential election results following a validation process. Mozambicans are calling for transparency after the Frelimo party, which has governed the country since its independence in 1975, retained power with a 71% majority vote. Civil unrest swept across parts of the country following the 9 October elections as allegations of vote-rigging surfaced. Since then, the country has sporadically been brought to a standstill as the economic hub and the country's capital Maputo has been shut down. The protests have also affected trade in the sub-region as operations at the Lebombo border post and access to the Port of Maputo corridor have been severely disrupted. The leader of the opposition PODEMOS party Venancio Mondlane THIS WEEK called on his supporters to escalate the protests ahead of the proclamation of the results by the Constitutional Council. Bongiwe Zwane spoke to Clemente Carlos, a Mozambican journalist ..

The murder of UnitedHealthcare CEO Brian Thompson has revealed a simmering anger with the American healthcare system in the spotlight. William Brangham discussed more with Wendell Potter. He spent decades working for the health insurance company, Cigna, before leaving and dedicating his career to reform. PBS News is supported by - https://www.pbs.org/newshour/about/funders

The murder of UnitedHealthcare CEO Brian Thompson has revealed a simmering anger with the American healthcare system in the spotlight. William Brangham discussed more with Wendell Potter. He spent decades working for the health insurance company, Cigna, before leaving and dedicating his career to reform. PBS News is supported by - https://www.pbs.org/newshour/about/funders

Welcome to Episode 97! This episode feels a little different—no Cubs player has ever worn #97, but instead of finding a stat or milestone to mark the moment, I'm dedicating this one to Ryne Sandberg, a Cubs legend who shaped my love for the game. I reflect on his legacy, his influence on my childhood, and why we're all rooting for him as he battles cancer. Ryno, this one's for you. This week, the MLB Winter Meetings gave us plenty to talk about. Here's what I cover in this episode: Cubs Trade and Free-Agent Rumors: The stove is heating up! I dive into the latest on Seiya Suzuki, Nico Hoerner, and Cody Bellinger, plus why the Cubs might make some surprising moves. The Kyle Tucker Buzz: Could the Cubs pull off a blockbuster trade for Kyle Tucker? I unpack the rumors, what it might take, and why he could be the game-changing bat the Cubs need. Roster Moves and Rule 5 Draft: From the addition of Gage Workman to the Rule 5 Draft picks and Carson Kelly rumors, I share my thoughts on how these moves could shape the 2024 Cubs roster. What's Next: It's clear the Cubs aren't done. From starting pitching to bullpen depth and another big bat (or two), I lay out what the team needs to address before Opening Day. This offseason feels like a turning point for the Cubs, and I can't wait to see how it unfolds. As always, I'd love to hear your take—what do you think about the Kyle Tucker rumors? Are you optimistic about the Cubs' moves so far? Let's talk about it. Go Cubs, and see you next week! Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices

Steve Adams joins Darragh McDonald to discuss Blake Snell signing a five-year deal with the Dodgers, MLB fans getting tired of the Dodgers' dominance over the free agent market and their use of deferred money, their extension of Tommy Edman to keep him with the team for four additional seasons, a breaking news report that the Red Sox are signing Aroldis Chapman, the Mets signing Frankie Montas, and the Cubs signing Matthew Boyd and whether they will get more aggressive this offseason. Listener question topics include whether the Pirates would be interested in trading with the Red Sox for Triston Casas, and the value of Cody Bellinger's current contract relative to what free agents will get on the market. 

Get Ready”, “Get Ready” “ Get Ready” for the SIMMIE BRAXTON SHOW “Simmie to the Max”.Now, Brace Yourself for Braxton, he's in a bracket, all by himself. Saturated, verbal Rapp-Ability, with a twist and an Urban Pop Culture feel….Simmering with updates on trending news and current events, informing and enlightening, AND, educating the masses with unadulterated TRUTH that the mainstream media so often leaves out interviews, promoting integrity, accountability, and transparency, the essential components to “Keepin' it Real!”, finding the WIN-WIN solutions.  No wonder people are talking about SIMMIE BRAXTON.

Get Ready”, “Get Ready” “ Get Ready” for the SIMMIE BRAXTON SHOW “Simmie to the Max”.Now, Brace Yourself for Braxton, he's in a bracket, all by himself. Saturated, verbal Rapp-Ability, with a twist and an Urban Pop Culture feel….Simmering with updates on trending news and current events, informing and enlightening, AND, educating the masses with unadulterated TRUTH that the mainstream media so often leaves out interviews, promoting integrity, accountability, and transparency, the essential components to “Keepin' it Real!”, finding the WIN-WIN solutions.  No wonder people are talking about SIMMIE BRAXTON.

Get Ready”, “Get Ready” “ Get Ready” for the SIMMIE BRAXTON SHOW “Simmie to the Max”.Now, Brace Yourself for Braxton, he's in a bracket, all by himself. Saturated, verbal Rapp-Ability, with a twist and an Urban Pop Culture feel….Simmering with updates on trending news and current events, informing and enlightening, AND, educating the masses with unadulterated TRUTH that the mainstream media so often leaves out interviews, promoting integrity, accountability, and transparency, the essential components to “Keepin' it Real!”, finding the WIN-WIN solutions.  No wonder people are talking about SIMMIE BRAXTON.

Get Ready”, “Get Ready” “ Get Ready” for the SIMMIE BRAXTON SHOW “Simmie to the Max”.Now, Brace Yourself for Braxton, he's in a bracket, all by himself. Saturated, verbal Rapp-Ability, with a twist and an Urban Pop Culture feel….Simmering with updates on trending news and current events, informing and enlightening, AND, educating the masses with unadulterated TRUTH that the mainstream media so often leaves out interviews, promoting integrity, accountability, and transparency, the essential components to “Keepin' it Real!”, finding the WIN-WIN solutions.  No wonder people are talking about SIMMIE BRAXTON.

Get Ready”, “Get Ready” “ Get Ready” for the SIMMIE BRAXTON SHOW “Simmie to the Max”.Now, Brace Yourself for Braxton, he's in a bracket, all by himself. Saturated, verbal Rapp-Ability, with a twist and an Urban Pop Culture feel….Simmering with updates on trending news and current events, informing and enlightening, AND, educating the masses with unadulterated TRUTH that the mainstream media so often leaves out interviews, promoting integrity, accountability, and transparency, the essential components to “Keepin' it Real!”, finding the WIN-WIN solutions.  No wonder people are talking about SIMMIE BRAXTON.

We dug into our takes and yours – on Michigan State's loss to Michigan, the coaching performances, the melee at the end, how the media covered it, MSU's game against Indiana, the Lions, life advice and more.

We dug into our takes and yours – on Michigan State's loss to Michigan, the coaching performances, the melee at the end, how the media covered it, MSU's game against Indiana, the Lions, life advice and more.

Get Ready”, “Get Ready” “ Get Ready” for the SIMMIE BRAXTON SHOW “Simmie to the Max”.Now, Brace Yourself for Braxton, he's in a bracket, all by himself. Saturated, verbal Rapp-Ability, with a twist and an Urban Pop Culture feel….Simmering with updates on trending news and current events, informing and enlightening, AND, educating the masses with unadulterated TRUTH that the mainstream media so often leaves out interviews, promoting integrity, accountability, and transparency, the essential components to “Keepin' it Real!”, finding the WIN-WIN solutions.  No wonder people are talking about SIMMIE BRAXTON.

0234 - Simmering, Damn The Wolves - Elements, Nick Tann - 3AM, Soft Cotton County - It Could Happen to You

While SGPC rejected resignation of Takht Damdama Sahib jathedar Giani Harpreet, row comes soon after Sukhbil Badal was declared a 'tankhaiya' by Akal Takht, highest temporal body of Sikhs.  

Turkey is deepening its cooperation with Somalia, this month sending a research ship to look for energy resources. But as Dorian Jones reports from Istanbul, tensions between Somalia and Ethiopia are threatening Ankara's ambitions in the Horn of Africa region

Get Ready”, “Get Ready” “ Get Ready” for the SIMMIE BRAXTON SHOW “Simmie to the Max”.Now, Brace Yourself for Braxton, he's in a bracket, all by himself. Saturated, verbal Rapp-Ability, with a twist and an Urban Pop Culture feel….Simmering with updates on trending news and current events, informing and enlightening, AND, educating the masses with unadulterated TRUTH that the mainstream media so often leaves out interviews, promoting integrity, accountability, and transparency, the essential components to “Keepin' it Real!”, finding the WIN-WIN solutions.  No wonder people are talking about SIMMIE BRAXTON.

Darshaun McAway, in his words, "always has something on the stove, simmering." Ideas that he wants to bring to fruition. Nugget: Your life will end at some point; why not try everything you want to do? A Multifaceted Entrepreneur and Author Darshaun McAway has been a prolific writer since 2007, creating a significant impact in the literary world with his diverse range of books. His passion for storytelling led to the development of two successful publishing companies, paving the way for many aspiring authors. His books are available in major retailers. Beyond his achievements in publishing, Darshaun has ventured into various business sectors. He has established thriving enterprises in clothing, home goods, hair care products, and even condoms, showcasing his versatility and entrepreneurial spirit. Over the years, Darshaun's business acumen has not only enabled him to grow his ventures but also to successfully sell a few companies, demonstrating his strategic foresight and business prowess. Darshaun McAway continues to innovate and inspire, leaving an indelible mark across multiple industries with his creative and entrepreneurial endeavors. https://www.facebook.com/darshaunmcaway/ https://x.com/i/flow/login?redirect_after_login=%2Fdarshaunmcaway https://www.instagram.com/darshaunmcaway/ https://www.linkedin.com/in/darshaun-mcaway-84805316b/ https://www.youtube.com/@DarshaunMcAway Learn more about your host, Kim Lengling www.kimlenglingauthor.com

Two stories of scholarly lasses with healthy libidos.Based on the posts by Select Redux. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.Stimulating ReadingSexual adventures amid the bookshelves.Unlocking the big oak doors, Emily glances up at the Spring sun filtering through the stained-glass windows of the ‘Institute’. Originally endowed by a Victorian benefactor, now part of a modern university, this old building goes unnoticed by most people passing by on this bright 1993 morning.The research library within opens just three days a week with Emily, its part-time librarian, fitting the job around her PhD studies. Some colleagues consider it a fusty backwater; Emily rather enjoys the church-like surroundings, lofty ceilings and marble floors, and calm, quiet ambience.Starting the day as usual at 8.45am, Emily turns on the lights, picks up the post and then sits at the front desk waiting for students to arrive. The job isn’t the most exacting; mainly helping undergraduates locate obscure books, its perk being plenty of time to write her thesis and, blush-making to admit, peruse the rather splendid erotica section. Something that’s become a bit of a habit, leaving her distracted and almost perpetually aroused.This 'special collection’ is kept locked; its key is supposedly secure in a safe; in fact on a chain around Emily’s neck. Currently 'in between boyfriends’ (no, not like that!) in truth modern men, mostly boys inhabiting adult bodies in her opinion, don’t do it for Emily. Call her traditional, she wants someone old-fashioned.Emily’s romantic, bookish outlook on life sometimes feels unsuited to modern times and is exemplified by today’s attire: cardigan, blouse, and a string of pearls, the epitome of respectability; a typical librarian. A knee-length skirt, sensible shoes, minimal makeup and glasses habitually perched upon her head complete the academic look. However, underneath one (who? she reflects glumly) might be surprised to find some almost sinfully brief lingerie adorning her trim figure. Perhaps not so conservative;Later that afternoon, Emily looks at her watch, half an hour until closing, not likely to see anyone else today she thinks. Wrongly, because striding confidently through the rotating door and purposefully approaching her desk is a new customer. In contrast to the usual scruffy students (although arguably the lecturers are worse) he’s smartly dressed. Wearing a tie in fact; Emily likes a chap in a suit and his fits very well. This tall man with silvery grey hair favors her with a confident smile and Emily melts inside, lust at first sight.Michael, they are quickly on first name terms, is a postgrad mature student working on the final dissertation of an English literature MA. He’s taken a couple of weeks’ leave from an unspecified (Emily suspects high-powered and well-remunerated) job to complete it. Meaning, she sends a silent prayer of thanks to whichever celestial deity might be responsible, he’ll be making frequent trips to the library. Visits she soon begins to eagerly anticipate, feeling disproportionately disappointed on days when this charming, personable and undoubtedly assertive man doesn’t appear. Get a grip girl, chides her inner voice, whatever your fantasies this is a purely professional relationship.“What did you do before studying,” she enquires one morning.“Came from money, followed the family tradition into the City and made some more,” he shrugs. “Clichéd thing for a privileged person to say but it didn’t make me happy.”“What does?”“Good writing, which explains why I’m here in literary mode, how about you?”“A very bright kid from a feckless, under-achieving family; got a scholarship, got out of my dead-end town and got a higher education. Not having money means I have to take a series of dull jobs to pay my way.” There’s no need to make her point any more strongly, Michael gets the implication.“I detect a steely determination,” he responds without rancor.“Academically, yes,” she agrees, “in order to remain with my beloved books, but unfashionable though it is I’d happily be rescued by a knight in shining armor. Will you be my knight?” Christ, she thinks, where did that come from? Silly mare you’ve blown it now.“If you’ll be my damsel in distress I’d be delighted,” Michael answers lightly, but a die has been cast.“What are you working on today?” he enquires conversationally when next visiting.“These books were recently acquired for the special collections section. I’m trying to catalogue them,” she explains, outwardly serene, but heart beating fast.“Ah the erotica,” Michael raises a knowing eyebrow, “better leave you to it then.” He turns to a nearby table with a couple of hefty tomes and commences making notes while covertly observing Emily, absently twirling a lock of hair with one hand, the other no longer on the table but underneath. Much later, abruptly jolted from a pleasurable reverie by his shadow, Emily becomes abruptly aware of Michael’s looming presence.“You’re spending a lot of time on books from that particular genre,” he says, it isn’t a question.“Well; ” she stammers.“Perhaps that’s why you’ve twice left the University’s precious erotica shelves unlocked lately?”Her eyes widen in shock. “How did you know?” It’s true, no point in denying the fact.“I notice things. An accident I’m sure, but rather careless, some might even say naughty. Are you naughty Emily?” Silence, the cat has got her tongue. “Do you deserve to be punished? Might that be a better solution than the matter being brought to the attention of the Vice-Chancellor?” Michael presses home his advantage. “Those rare editions are extremely valuable. Perhaps you need to be taught a lesson, bought to book one might say.” Emily gets the joke, but it’s no laughing matter.“Punished; lesson?” she stammers, “what do you mean?”“I think you know to what I’m referring, you’ve read enough about spanking, no doubt wondered what it might be like. I don’t believe you’re as innocent as you pretend Emily, I saw you slide a hand under your skirt just then. Most unprofessional, you deserve to have your bottom smacked.”“Oh; ” Overwhelmed by his quiet certainty that she’ll obey, Ellie discovers in herself a complimentary willingness to defer; feels her pussy throbbing with desire at every word Michael utters. This is ridiculous, thinks her rational brain, I’m an independent woman, he’s no right to demand my obedience. But you know you want to, responds her libidinous subconscious, you’ve so often dreamt of such a scenario, and how you’d willingly submit;She nods anxiously towards the door. With an unreadable expression, Michael walks purposefully towards the entrance, locks it and returns.“Bad girls require discipline,” he whispers in her ear.“They do, sir,” she meekly agrees.“Come here.” Emily stands next to him, hands behind her back.“Turn around and lean forward against the desk.”Deferentially, eyes downcast, Emily complies; wrapping his left arm around her slender waist Michael slowly, and deliberately raises her skirt. Emily wishes her boobs were just a little bigger; wishes her arse was just a little smaller but knows her lovely legs are just right. Now so does he.A grunt of male disapproval, “I don’t like tights,” he tugs her pantyhose down revealing flawless bottom cheeks, “next time I expect you to wear stockings.” Next time, who said anything about next time? Despite her mounting panic, Emily has an epiphany of understanding; Michael’s coercion is more implied than actual, less of a threat by him as a need within her. He runs his hands appreciatively over her pristine, unmarked bottom then tugs those unexpectedly racy, almost transparent black panties up hard into Emily’s damp divide, the silken scrap disappearing between puffy pussy lips, chafing her swollen clit.“Turns you on doesn’t it” he growls, holding her tightly.“Yes, but I’m scared,” she whispers and it’s true, the physical proximity and her helplessness in the hands of an alpha male are more exciting than anything Emily has ever before encountered.Emily tenses, holding her breath, awaiting the inevitable; yet the initial smack still catches her by surprise. At first, it’s mainly about the ringing percussive sound, a numbing shock. Prudently Michael allows a pause, he can tell it’s her first time. Gradually her skin pinkens and a sharp stinging sensation suffuses Emily’s posterior.“Oh,” she looks at him wide-eyed, “oh yes,” amazed by her compliance with the punitive intentions of a man she scarcely knows. A second spank, slightly harder this time.“Feeling it now aren’t you,” Michael mutters, “rather different from in the stories you’re so keen on?” True, the reality of what before was only fevered fiction is raw and immediate.“ I’ll stop if you ask me to,” he adds.“Surely not when I’ve been so wicked,” Emily replies huskily. The scene is set, and his hard palm strikes her bottom repeatedly as Michael methodically and unhurriedly continues, Emily’s body responding animatedly to the burning sensation gradually suffusing her derriere.“Keep still,” he commands as she squirms in a futile attempt to dissipate the smart.Eventually, Emily has no idea how long, five minutes, or an eternity, Michael ceases her chastisement. Both are breathing heavily now, albeit for different reasons. He slides a hand up her inner thigh and under her knickers.“Good girl,” Michael whispers, pushing an exploratory digit into Emily’s sopping sex. She shuts her eyes and moves against his fingers, Emily is needy, alas, her evident excitement is unrequited. Taking her by the shoulders, Michael turns the shaken young woman to face the wall.“Make yourself respectable,” he instructs in a tone countenancing no dissent, “don’t move until I’ve left, no rubbing your bottom, or anywhere else. I’ll let myself out,” he kisses the top of her head, “and be back soon to do one final bit piece of research, don’t miss me too much.”And then he’s gone; taken Emily to the edge and abandoned her unsatisfied. Which, thinks Emily, bottom glowing fiercely, is truly sadistic. Simmering with sexual awakening, she’s no intention of being denied. Walking stiffly towards her chair Emily sits, wincing as her tender buttocks contact with the seat. Legs spread and eyes closed she pushes a hand down the front of her panties and addresses her pent-up frustration with flying fingers, and soon has a shattering orgasm.On Monday morning, after a weekend mentally replaying this momentous encounter, and multiple flouting of Michael’s embargo on masturbation, Emily walks into work full of hope for what the new week may bring. Inwardly more confident, her outward appearance has also altered. She’s taken more care with makeup, mascara and her favorite cherry red lipstick. Does her best not to tug down her hem at every step. Emily hasn’t previously worn such a short skirt and worries people may notice she’s wearing stockings. Once at work, it’s business as usual, albeit with some appreciative glances from borrowers, being desired is an unfamiliar but welcome ego boost. Emboldened, Emily experiments with undoing the second button of her blouse.She can’t conceal her unhappiness when Michael fails to arrive and becomes increasingly despondent when he doesn’t turn up on Tuesday and Wednesday either. By Thursday she’s almost lost hope. Turning to the erotica collection for comfort a photograph falls from between the pages of a book on 'Le Vice Anglaise’. Emily looks aghast, Michael! But it can’t be, the date scribbled on the back is 1936, does her dom have a doppelganger? All too much of a conundrum to deal with in her overwrought state, Emily locks up early and heads disconsolately home.On Friday she settles onto her stool and re-opens the same book. Was Michael ever really here, she wonders? Could this have been some sort of hallucination, an epic instance of self-delusion? Of course not, get real, examine the facts, she inwardly chides. Consider the evidence of two days of sitting gingerly, the finger marks on your sore buttocks visible in the mirror. She was spanked alright, the pertinent question being whether she will see Michael again, let alone reach the sexual conclusion so ardently desired. Not being clairvoyant, Emily doesn’t have a clue about either outcome, for now, she tells herself sternly, you’d better get on with some work. Mentally listing the day’s mundane tasks Emily doesn’t notice a familiar figure quietly enter the building until he’s immediately adjacent. Caught unawares her incipient shout of shock is stifled by his hand.“I’ll remove it from your mouth,” his voice whispers, “if you promise not to scream, understood?” Emily remains frozen, struggling to get to grips with her predicament, then nods assent.“Where did you appear from?” she enquires in a small voice.“Not important right now,” he shushes.“Your picture; ” She points at the faded sepia print on the table.“My father,” he laughs, “chip off the old block, aren’t I? Long gone, of course, he put up the money to establish the erotica collection you’ve so much enjoyed.” Helping the shaken young woman to her feet he moves Emily to face a bookcase.“Just relax,” he says calmly, trailing a hand teasingly up and down the back of her thighs.“Relax,” she tenses at the suggestion, “when I don’t know what you intend to do.”“I think you can hazard a pretty accurate prediction,” he teases.“I’m quite sure you’re planning to punish me again,” says Emily shivering with anticipation at the thought, “what might occur afterwards is what’s preoccupying me.”“What do you hope happens?” he enquires, lips brushing the nape of her neck.“I think you can make a very good guess,” Emily replies cheekily.Right now, she can’t think of anything she wouldn’t let him do, Emily has read many salacious books and has a vivid imagination.“I’m enjoying your new look,” says Michael appreciatively, “let’s explore beneath; ” He unbuttons her blouse to the waist, frees her boobs and rolls each erect nipple in turn between finger and thumb. In response, Emily kisses him hard on the mouth, her acquiescence clearly in no doubt. His other hand slips between her thighs and encounters wetness between them. Emily moans at this touch, yearning to be penetrated by the hard cock she can feel bulging through his trousers and pressing against her thigh.“You’ll endure a harsher correction this time,” he murmurs, bending Emily across the desk while removing his belt.“The door”, she gestures urgently.He shrugs off her concern. “We’ll just have to take the chance; I find a little jeopardy adds a frisson of excitement.” Wrestling up the short, tight skirt exposes the soft curves of Emily’s hips and beautiful bottom; Michael monetarily enjoys the sight, and then pulls her knickers down and off.“Someone wants to be fucked pretty badly,” he observes, a hint of amusement in his voice as he glimpses her damp, pouting slit. With no warning he straps Emily, hard and fast, leaving blazing bands of hurt across both cheeks and down to her stocking tops. She yelps, groans and stamps her feet, nevertheless thrusting out her buttocks to meet each of the worn leather’s cruel kisses. A further dozen overlapping strokes sear across her fiery red behind until Emily thinks she can’t possibly endure further chastisement.“Hurts,” she whimpers, tears in her eyes, although the perfect pain only serves to stoke a fire of arousal down below. Aware of her limits Michael runs his hands along the insides of Emily’s legs and pulls her knees apart, leaving her open and exposed. His tongue repeatedly explores the length of her labia, right up to the nub of her clit, building each caress into a rhythmic repetition. Emily feels an orgasm inexorably approaching, her breathing becomes fast and uneven.“Fuck you’re tight,” he observes crudely, sliding a finger into Emily’s inviting pink cunny and then positioning his erection at her slick entrance.“Stop teasing and do it hard!” she screams, last vestiges of dignity and reserve surrendered. Lewdly Emily pushes back her hips, anxious to have him inside her. Equally caught up in the intensity of the moment, Michael fills the lusty librarian with the cock she craves. All inhibitions abandoned, Emily feels the rhythm of his thrusts increasing, her pussy spasms and takes them both to an inevitable sexual crescendo. They lay silent for a moment before Michael chivalrously passes Emily a large linen handkerchief to mop the come leaking onto her nylon-clad thighs.“I think my poor bottom has suffered quite enough for one day,” she whispers sensually, “how about you take me home to your place and fuck me again, slowly and gently?”“How about we take one of the books from the special collection to provide us with inspiration?” he replies.“Oh, I think I’ve already done quite enough research,” Emily responds with a giggle.“Then let’s grab a bottle of wine and see if we can’t put theory into practice,” agrees Michael.Cut to a year later, doctorate earned; Emily has been promoted to take charge of the main university library. There’s a new young woman librarian at the Institute, still on probation and requiring guidance. Emily considers herself a firm but fair manager and has kindly offered an after-hours tutorial on the special collection. A recently successful MA student, now a research fellow, somewhat older and vastly experienced, may join them;By Select Redux for LiteroticaCleverness is SexyWinning a quiz transformed Alice from swot to hot.By Select ReduxAn exceptionally brainy young woman, Alice has pursued her academic interests to the exclusion of almost everything else in life. There will, she reasons, on the verge of her 23rd birthday, the M A she’s strived so hard to attain nearly complete, be plenty of time to pursue other interests later. Travelling perhaps, a life outside the university library, even something so mundane as clothes shopping.Used to being an outsider, teacher’s pet, bookw

Two stories of scholarly lasses with healthy libidos.Based on the posts by Select Redux. Listen to the ► Podcast at Steamy Stories.Stimulating ReadingSexual adventures amid the bookshelves.Unlocking the big oak doors, Emily glances up at the Spring sun filtering through the stained-glass windows of the ‘Institute’. Originally endowed by a Victorian benefactor, now part of a modern university, this old building goes unnoticed by most people passing by on this bright 1993 morning.The research library within opens just three days a week with Emily, its part-time librarian, fitting the job around her PhD studies. Some colleagues consider it a fusty backwater; Emily rather enjoys the church-like surroundings, lofty ceilings and marble floors, and calm, quiet ambience.Starting the day as usual at 8.45am, Emily turns on the lights, picks up the post and then sits at the front desk waiting for students to arrive. The job isn’t the most exacting; mainly helping undergraduates locate obscure books, its perk being plenty of time to write her thesis and, blush-making to admit, peruse the rather splendid erotica section. Something that’s become a bit of a habit, leaving her distracted and almost perpetually aroused.This 'special collection’ is kept locked; its key is supposedly secure in a safe; in fact on a chain around Emily’s neck. Currently 'in between boyfriends’ (no, not like that!) in truth modern men, mostly boys inhabiting adult bodies in her opinion, don’t do it for Emily. Call her traditional, she wants someone old-fashioned.Emily’s romantic, bookish outlook on life sometimes feels unsuited to modern times and is exemplified by today’s attire: cardigan, blouse, and a string of pearls, the epitome of respectability; a typical librarian. A knee-length skirt, sensible shoes, minimal makeup and glasses habitually perched upon her head complete the academic look. However, underneath one (who? she reflects glumly) might be surprised to find some almost sinfully brief lingerie adorning her trim figure. Perhaps not so conservative;Later that afternoon, Emily looks at her watch, half an hour until closing, not likely to see anyone else today she thinks. Wrongly, because striding confidently through the rotating door and purposefully approaching her desk is a new customer. In contrast to the usual scruffy students (although arguably the lecturers are worse) he’s smartly dressed. Wearing a tie in fact; Emily likes a chap in a suit and his fits very well. This tall man with silvery grey hair favors her with a confident smile and Emily melts inside, lust at first sight.Michael, they are quickly on first name terms, is a postgrad mature student working on the final dissertation of an English literature MA. He’s taken a couple of weeks’ leave from an unspecified (Emily suspects high-powered and well-remunerated) job to complete it. Meaning, she sends a silent prayer of thanks to whichever celestial deity might be responsible, he’ll be making frequent trips to the library. Visits she soon begins to eagerly anticipate, feeling disproportionately disappointed on days when this charming, personable and undoubtedly assertive man doesn’t appear. Get a grip girl, chides her inner voice, whatever your fantasies this is a purely professional relationship.“What did you do before studying,” she enquires one morning.“Came from money, followed the family tradition into the City and made some more,” he shrugs. “Clichéd thing for a privileged person to say but it didn’t make me happy.”“What does?”“Good writing, which explains why I’m here in literary mode, how about you?”“A very bright kid from a feckless, under-achieving family; got a scholarship, got out of my dead-end town and got a higher education. Not having money means I have to take a series of dull jobs to pay my way.” There’s no need to make her point any more strongly, Michael gets the implication.“I detect a steely determination,” he responds without rancor.“Academically, yes,” she agrees, “in order to remain with my beloved books, but unfashionable though it is I’d happily be rescued by a knight in shining armor. Will you be my knight?” Christ, she thinks, where did that come from? Silly mare you’ve blown it now.“If you’ll be my damsel in distress I’d be delighted,” Michael answers lightly, but a die has been cast.“What are you working on today?” he enquires conversationally when next visiting.“These books were recently acquired for the special collections section. I’m trying to catalogue them,” she explains, outwardly serene, but heart beating fast.“Ah the erotica,” Michael raises a knowing eyebrow, “better leave you to it then.” He turns to a nearby table with a couple of hefty tomes and commences making notes while covertly observing Emily, absently twirling a lock of hair with one hand, the other no longer on the table but underneath. Much later, abruptly jolted from a pleasurable reverie by his shadow, Emily becomes abruptly aware of Michael’s looming presence.“You’re spending a lot of time on books from that particular genre,” he says, it isn’t a question.“Well; ” she stammers.“Perhaps that’s why you’ve twice left the University’s precious erotica shelves unlocked lately?”Her eyes widen in shock. “How did you know?” It’s true, no point in denying the fact.“I notice things. An accident I’m sure, but rather careless, some might even say naughty. Are you naughty Emily?” Silence, the cat has got her tongue. “Do you deserve to be punished? Might that be a better solution than the matter being brought to the attention of the Vice-Chancellor?” Michael presses home his advantage. “Those rare editions are extremely valuable. Perhaps you need to be taught a lesson, bought to book one might say.” Emily gets the joke, but it’s no laughing matter.“Punished; lesson?” she stammers, “what do you mean?”“I think you know to what I’m referring, you’ve read enough about spanking, no doubt wondered what it might be like. I don’t believe you’re as innocent as you pretend Emily, I saw you slide a hand under your skirt just then. Most unprofessional, you deserve to have your bottom smacked.”“Oh; ” Overwhelmed by his quiet certainty that she’ll obey, Ellie discovers in herself a complimentary willingness to defer; feels her pussy throbbing with desire at every word Michael utters. This is ridiculous, thinks her rational brain, I’m an independent woman, he’s no right to demand my obedience. But you know you want to, responds her libidinous subconscious, you’ve so often dreamt of such a scenario, and how you’d willingly submit;She nods anxiously towards the door. With an unreadable expression, Michael walks purposefully towards the entrance, locks it and returns.“Bad girls require discipline,” he whispers in her ear.“They do, sir,” she meekly agrees.“Come here.” Emily stands next to him, hands behind her back.“Turn around and lean forward against the desk.”Deferentially, eyes downcast, Emily complies; wrapping his left arm around her slender waist Michael slowly, and deliberately raises her skirt. Emily wishes her boobs were just a little bigger; wishes her arse was just a little smaller but knows her lovely legs are just right. Now so does he.A grunt of male disapproval, “I don’t like tights,” he tugs her pantyhose down revealing flawless bottom cheeks, “next time I expect you to wear stockings.” Next time, who said anything about next time? Despite her mounting panic, Emily has an epiphany of understanding; Michael’s coercion is more implied than actual, less of a threat by him as a need within her. He runs his hands appreciatively over her pristine, unmarked bottom then tugs those unexpectedly racy, almost transparent black panties up hard into Emily’s damp divide, the silken scrap disappearing between puffy pussy lips, chafing her swollen clit.“Turns you on doesn’t it” he growls, holding her tightly.“Yes, but I’m scared,” she whispers and it’s true, the physical proximity and her helplessness in the hands of an alpha male are more exciting than anything Emily has ever before encountered.Emily tenses, holding her breath, awaiting the inevitable; yet the initial smack still catches her by surprise. At first, it’s mainly about the ringing percussive sound, a numbing shock. Prudently Michael allows a pause, he can tell it’s her first time. Gradually her skin pinkens and a sharp stinging sensation suffuses Emily’s posterior.“Oh,” she looks at him wide-eyed, “oh yes,” amazed by her compliance with the punitive intentions of a man she scarcely knows. A second spank, slightly harder this time.“Feeling it now aren’t you,” Michael mutters, “rather different from in the stories you’re so keen on?” True, the reality of what before was only fevered fiction is raw and immediate.“ I’ll stop if you ask me to,” he adds.“Surely not when I’ve been so wicked,” Emily replies huskily. The scene is set, and his hard palm strikes her bottom repeatedly as Michael methodically and unhurriedly continues, Emily’s body responding animatedly to the burning sensation gradually suffusing her derriere.“Keep still,” he commands as she squirms in a futile attempt to dissipate the smart.Eventually, Emily has no idea how long, five minutes, or an eternity, Michael ceases her chastisement. Both are breathing heavily now, albeit for different reasons. He slides a hand up her inner thigh and under her knickers.“Good girl,” Michael whispers, pushing an exploratory digit into Emily’s sopping sex. She shuts her eyes and moves against his fingers, Emily is needy, alas, her evident excitement is unrequited. Taking her by the shoulders, Michael turns the shaken young woman to face the wall.“Make yourself respectable,” he instructs in a tone countenancing no dissent, “don’t move until I’ve left, no rubbing your bottom, or anywhere else. I’ll let myself out,” he kisses the top of her head, “and be back soon to do one final bit piece of research, don’t miss me too much.”And then he’s gone; taken Emily to the edge and abandoned her unsatisfied. Which, thinks Emily, bottom glowing fiercely, is truly sadistic. Simmering with sexual awakening, she’s no intention of being denied. Walking stiffly towards her chair Emily sits, wincing as her tender buttocks contact with the seat. Legs spread and eyes closed she pushes a hand down the front of her panties and addresses her pent-up frustration with flying fingers, and soon has a shattering orgasm.On Monday morning, after a weekend mentally replaying this momentous encounter, and multiple flouting of Michael’s embargo on masturbation, Emily walks into work full of hope for what the new week may bring. Inwardly more confident, her outward appearance has also altered. She’s taken more care with makeup, mascara and her favorite cherry red lipstick. Does her best not to tug down her hem at every step. Emily hasn’t previously worn such a short skirt and worries people may notice she’s wearing stockings. Once at work, it’s business as usual, albeit with some appreciative glances from borrowers, being desired is an unfamiliar but welcome ego boost. Emboldened, Emily experiments with undoing the second button of her blouse.She can’t conceal her unhappiness when Michael fails to arrive and becomes increasingly despondent when he doesn’t turn up on Tuesday and Wednesday either. By Thursday she’s almost lost hope. Turning to the erotica collection for comfort a photograph falls from between the pages of a book on 'Le Vice Anglaise’. Emily looks aghast, Michael! But it can’t be, the date scribbled on the back is 1936, does her dom have a doppelganger? All too much of a conundrum to deal with in her overwrought state, Emily locks up early and heads disconsolately home.On Friday she settles onto her stool and re-opens the same book. Was Michael ever really here, she wonders? Could this have been some sort of hallucination, an epic instance of self-delusion? Of course not, get real, examine the facts, she inwardly chides. Consider the evidence of two days of sitting gingerly, the finger marks on your sore buttocks visible in the mirror. She was spanked alright, the pertinent question being whether she will see Michael again, let alone reach the sexual conclusion so ardently desired. Not being clairvoyant, Emily doesn’t have a clue about either outcome, for now, she tells herself sternly, you’d better get on with some work. Mentally listing the day’s mundane tasks Emily doesn’t notice a familiar figure quietly enter the building until he’s immediately adjacent. Caught unawares her incipient shout of shock is stifled by his hand.“I’ll remove it from your mouth,” his voice whispers, “if you promise not to scream, understood?” Emily remains frozen, struggling to get to grips with her predicament, then nods assent.“Where did you appear from?” she enquires in a small voice.“Not important right now,” he shushes.“Your picture; ” She points at the faded sepia print on the table.“My father,” he laughs, “chip off the old block, aren’t I? Long gone, of course, he put up the money to establish the erotica collection you’ve so much enjoyed.” Helping the shaken young woman to her feet he moves Emily to face a bookcase.“Just relax,” he says calmly, trailing a hand teasingly up and down the back of her thighs.“Relax,” she tenses at the suggestion, “when I don’t know what you intend to do.”“I think you can hazard a pretty accurate prediction,” he teases.“I’m quite sure you’re planning to punish me again,” says Emily shivering with anticipation at the thought, “what might occur afterwards is what’s preoccupying me.”“What do you hope happens?” he enquires, lips brushing the nape of her neck.“I think you can make a very good guess,” Emily replies cheekily.Right now, she can’t think of anything she wouldn’t let him do, Emily has read many salacious books and has a vivid imagination.“I’m enjoying your new look,” says Michael appreciatively, “let’s explore beneath; ” He unbuttons her blouse to the waist, frees her boobs and rolls each erect nipple in turn between finger and thumb. In response, Emily kisses him hard on the mouth, her acquiescence clearly in no doubt. His other hand slips between her thighs and encounters wetness between them. Emily moans at this touch, yearning to be penetrated by the hard cock she can feel bulging through his trousers and pressing against her thigh.“You’ll endure a harsher correction this time,” he murmurs, bending Emily across the desk while removing his belt.“The door”, she gestures urgently.He shrugs off her concern. “We’ll just have to take the chance; I find a little jeopardy adds a frisson of excitement.” Wrestling up the short, tight skirt exposes the soft curves of Emily’s hips and beautiful bottom; Michael monetarily enjoys the sight, and then pulls her knickers down and off.“Someone wants to be fucked pretty badly,” he observes, a hint of amusement in his voice as he glimpses her damp, pouting slit. With no warning he straps Emily, hard and fast, leaving blazing bands of hurt across both cheeks and down to her stocking tops. She yelps, groans and stamps her feet, nevertheless thrusting out her buttocks to meet each of the worn leather’s cruel kisses. A further dozen overlapping strokes sear across her fiery red behind until Emily thinks she can’t possibly endure further chastisement.“Hurts,” she whimpers, tears in her eyes, although the perfect pain only serves to stoke a fire of arousal down below. Aware of her limits Michael runs his hands along the insides of Emily’s legs and pulls her knees apart, leaving her open and exposed. His tongue repeatedly explores the length of her labia, right up to the nub of her clit, building each caress into a rhythmic repetition. Emily feels an orgasm inexorably approaching, her breathing becomes fast and uneven.“Fuck you’re tight,” he observes crudely, sliding a finger into Emily’s inviting pink cunny and then positioning his erection at her slick entrance.“Stop teasing and do it hard!” she screams, last vestiges of dignity and reserve surrendered. Lewdly Emily pushes back her hips, anxious to have him inside her. Equally caught up in the intensity of the moment, Michael fills the lusty librarian with the cock she craves. All inhibitions abandoned, Emily feels the rhythm of his thrusts increasing, her pussy spasms and takes them both to an inevitable sexual crescendo. They lay silent for a moment before Michael chivalrously passes Emily a large linen handkerchief to mop the come leaking onto her nylon-clad thighs.“I think my poor bottom has suffered quite enough for one day,” she whispers sensually, “how about you take me home to your place and fuck me again, slowly and gently?”“How about we take one of the books from the special collection to provide us with inspiration?” he replies.“Oh, I think I’ve already done quite enough research,” Emily responds with a giggle.“Then let’s grab a bottle of wine and see if we can’t put theory into practice,” agrees Michael.Cut to a year later, doctorate earned; Emily has been promoted to take charge of the main university library. There’s a new young woman librarian at the Institute, still on probation and requiring guidance. Emily considers herself a firm but fair manager and has kindly offered an after-hours tutorial on the special collection. A recently successful MA student, now a research fellow, somewhat older and vastly experienced, may join them;By Select Redux for LiteroticaCleverness is SexyWinning a quiz transformed Alice from swot to hot.By Select ReduxAn exceptionally brainy young woman, Alice has pursued her academic interests to the exclusion of almost everything else in life. There will, she reasons, on the verge of her 23rd birthday, the M A she’s strived so hard to attain nearly complete, be plenty of time to pursue other interests later. Travelling perhaps, a life outside the university library, even something so mundane as clothes shopping.Used to being an outsider, teacher’s pet, bookw

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Simmering tensions over the South China Sea have taken centre stage at an annual security conference in Singapore. The actions of China's military were criticised by officials from the US, Australia and the Philippines - while a top Chinese general accused the US of trying to build what he called an "Asia-Pacific version of NATO".

In der "Zwischenkriegszeit", also zwischen 1918 und 1938 wurden in Wien zahlreiche Gebäude neu errichtet. Viele davon initiiert durch das "Rote Wien" - darunter die Wohngebäude und Siedlungen, aber auch andere öffentliche Gebäude wie Ämter, Kommunale Einrichtungen, wie die Feuerhalle in Simmering. So wie privat finanzierte Häuser und Kirchen zeichnet die meisten Gebäude dieser Zeit ein klarer und "sachlicher" Stil aus. In diesen Folgen stellen wir einige dieser Bauwerke vor.

Episode 41. Unlock the secrets of financial well-being with Gary Kawano of Success Lending as he shares his expert insights on Blended Interest Rates. This is a crucial exercise for anyone contemplating down-sizing.With thirty years in the mortgage industry, Gary shares a wealth of knowledge to our latest podcast episode. He skillfully breaks down why keeping an eye on your overall financial health extends well beyond your mortgage rate. Through relatable client stories, we showcase how a comprehensive financial snapshot can be the deciding factor for down-sizers in today's economic climate.Our discussion with Gary doesn't just illuminate the technicalities of blended rates; it's also a treasure trove of strategies for managing personal debt. Whether you're wrestling with the decision to refinance or seeking ways to balance savvy financial choices and immediate cash flow needs, our conversation addresses the broader housing market trends that affect your wallet. With resources tailored to complement our discussion linked with the episode, you'll have the tools at your fingertips to navigate the often perplexing world of personal finance. Tune in for an episode packed with actionable advice to take a comprehensive look at your overall finances, that  could be the catalyst for your next smart move.Check out our Youtube version: https://youtu.be/p7G8qHb-zucGary KawanoProducing Area Manager | NMLS #455499Direct: |  (760) 809-1597Mobile: |  (760) 809-1597Gary.Kawano@successlending.comLicensed In:  AZ, CA, CO, FL, TN, TX, WAWe Would Love to Hear Your Feedback!

As the world is divided between Team Carl, Team Lindsay, and Team Just Glad They Didn't Get Married, we break down the simmering tension and rage that lingers beneath the surface. Kelli Williams from Beyond the Blinds joins us to break it down. Brought to you By: The Sonar Network https://thesonarnetwork.com/

Aaron Boone got ejected because of a fan? (29:21) Yup, you read that correctly. We discuss the latest surrounding the notorious ump show happening in baseball right now.(03:15) You'd be hard-pressed to find a division hotter than the NL East. The Braves, Phillies and Mets are shining brighter than Kratz's head on a bright and sunny afternoon.(22:06) Anthony Rendon just can't catch a break. He lands on the 10-day IL with a hamstring injury as he said he was quote, “just getting into a groove.”(17:27) Jordan Montgomery is back and thriving. Did Blake Snell need more time to get ready for ball?(42:22) Are the Twins OK?Hosts: Todd Frazier, Erik Kratz, Scott BraunBRAND NEW NEWSLETTER! Sign up for FT Leadoff 

[This blog will always be free to read, but it's also how I pay my bills. If you have suggestions or feedback on how I can earn your paid subscription, shoot me an email: cmclymer@gmail.com. And yes, I am available for speaking engagements. And if all this is too big a commitment, I'm always thankful for a simple cup of coffee.]It's official: Beyoncé's eighth studio album "Cowboy Carter" dropped at midnight. It's the second album in her planned trilogy after 2022's "Renaissance.”Like many, I have been waiting for this album for so damn long, back when it was just a widespread musing and then a rumor and then an announcement. In some way, shape, or form, this has been a hope in the making for many years for her fans, myself included.I grew up on country music. And I grew up on Beyoncé. The fact that she's making a country album with Texas as such a huge theme for this album delights my little Texan heart to no end. It also serves as a reminder of the enormous contributions of Black artists to country music, something Beyoncé emphasizes with her spotlight on numerous Black country artists throughout the album. Simply put, there wouldn't be country music without Black artists, something I encourage everyone to explore in Ken Burn's “Country Music” documentary series from 2019. Also: check out Black Opry, a social media account that features news and tour updates on current Black artists in country music.As a side note, this album also serves as a gorgeous era for Beyoncé following the racist reception she received by some in the country music world after her performance with The Chicks at the 2016 Country Music Awards. She herself appeared to allude to this in an Instagram post several days ago in advance of this album's release.At midnight, I wrote up a first listen review, track by track. 27 tracks, 79:03 run time.Quick note on the track listing: the “ii” in the song titles are a play on this being the second album in her planned trilogy.Enjoy!1. "Ameriican Requiem" She opens up with the second longest track on the album. Beautiful texture. Gorgeous instrumentation. This is definitely a powerful opening salvo. It builds up to the last third with a response to people who claim she's not country: Look it there, look it in my hand The grandbaby of a moonshine man Gadsden, Alabama Got folks in Galveston, rooted in Louisiana They used to say I spoke "too country" And the rejection came, said I wasn't "country 'nough" Said I wouldn't saddle up, but If that ain't country, tell me, what is? Plant my bare feet on solid ground for years They don't, don't know how hard I had to fight for this When I sing my song Absolutely solid opening track. Gauntlet thrown down. I'm so excited for the rest of this.2. "Blackbiird" This is a gorgeous cover of the Lennon-McCartney classic. It has the bones of the original (acoustic guitar) with added harmonizing/vocalizing and soft strings. It features Brittney Spencer, Tanner Adell, Tiera Kennedy, and Reyna Roberts -- all four of whom are notable Black women country music artists. This is a fantastic cover. Music done right.3. "16 Carriages" It's like someone mashed up good country and good R&B into a sum far more than its parts. She's taking stock of her life up to this point and threading that journey with her musical roots in both genres. So well done.4. "Protector" This is a lovely ballad for her daughter Rumi, who's now six. It opens up with audio of Rumi's voice and quickly moves into soft, warm acoustic guitar. It's a comforting listen. Soothing.5. "My Rose" This is a 53-second interlude. Beautiful harmonizing over hushed guitar. I assume this is for Rumi, too:So many roses but none to be picked without thorns So be fond of your flaws, dear6. "Smoke Hour Willie Nelson" (featuring Willie Nelson) This is a 51-second interlude. I'll admit that I'm a bit bummed it's not a full length song, but it's pretty great, nonetheless. It starts outs with the listener turning the dial through several channels featuring snippets of prominent and pioneering Black voices in early country and rock: Son House ("Grinnin' In Your Face"), Sister Rosetta Tharpe ("Down by the Riverside"), Chuck Berry ("Maybellene"), and Roy Hamilton ("Don't Let Go"). There's also an early Black yodeler in there whose name I couldn't find. Apologies. If y'all find the name, reply to me with it. Beyoncé is paying homage but also saying: I'm not new, we've been here. The dial turns to the final station: Willie Nelson lends his voice as the jockey of an old timey country station program ("The Smoke Hour" on K-NTRY Radio Texas) and introduces the next track, presumably after lighting up some good stuff. It's a cute and funny feature. But damn, I wish we could have gotten a full song from these two.7. "Texas Hold 'Em" This is Beyoncé's smash country hit that was released last month, becoming her ninth solo #1 hit on Billboard Hot 100. It also made her the first Black woman with a #1 country song in Billboard history. Just pure fun and perfect for line dancing.8. "Bodyguard" Ooooh, I like this one a lot. Damn. It feels a bit Wilco-y, which absolutely works. Piano-pulsing love song with a relaxing beat. I'm gonna be listening to this frequently.9. "Dolly P" This is a 23-second interlude from Dolly Parton: "Hey, Ms. Honey B, it's Dolly P. You know that hussy with the good hair you sing about? It reminded me of someone I knew back when, except she has flamin' locks of auburn hair, bless her heart. Just her hair's a different color, but it's her, just the same." And then we go into "Jolene"...10. "Jolene" I would be shocked if this doesn't chart. Beyoncé keeps the driving spirit of Dolly's original with some gorgeous vocalizing and thumping beat. It wounds down with chorale backup. Simmering. Love it.11. "Daughter" I'm looking forward to write-ups on this one. It has heavy religious tones and Beyoncé giving a certain someone the business (ahem), reflecting on her father's influence in not backing down. Also: a gorgeous bridge singing the Italian aria "Caro Mio Ben."12. "Spaghettii" This opens with Linda Martell, the first commercially successful Black woman in country music and first to play at the Grand Ole Opry, saying the following: "Genres are a funny little concept, aren't they? Yes, they are! In theory, they have a simple definition that's easy to understand, but in practice, well, some may feel confined." And then it dives into an unapologetic rap track featuring Shaboozey, as if to say: oh, you thought I wouldn't allow myself to break lines of genre on this album? Think again.13. "Alliigator Tears" And we're right back to country w/o missing a damn beat. This is a locomotive love track, pleasing and unyielding. It sounds just a touch like Fleetwood Mac's "The Chain" in the best way. I really like this one. If there's justice, it'll chart easily.14. "Smoke Hour II" (featuring Willie Nelson) This is a 30-second interlude from Willie Nelson, playing his country jock character and saying the following: "You're turned into K-NRTY Texas, home of The Real Deal. If there's one thing you can take away from my set today, let it be this: sometimes, you don't know what you like and someone you trust turns you on to some real good stuff. And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why I'm here. Up next on The Smoke Hour is "Just for Fun" by Beyoncé. You're welcome."15. "Just for Fun" (featuring Willie Jones) Willie Jones is an artist who performs across genres, notably country, R&B, and hip-hop. Beyoncé here is once again featuring a notable Black country artist. The song is a gorgeous country ballad with Jones' vocals featured in the second verse. There's a touch of gospel and a lot of warmth. I really like this one.16. "II Most Wanted" This is a country pop duet with Miley Cyrus, and it's gonna be a chart-topper. I absolutely cannot wait for the inevitable internet-breaking live performance of this. It's balm for the ear drums.17. "Levii's Jeans" I cannot WAIT to be sippin' on a beer during a beach trip, watching the sun rise or set and listening to this track. It's an early, easy summer hit. Good vibes with a perfect complement in Post Malone's vocals.18. "Flamenco" A nugget of glitter and flamenco guitar, not even two minutes in length, it's a welcome treat. This far in the album, and she still hasn't missed.19. "The Linda Martell Show" (featuring Linda Martell) Ms. Martell is back in a 30-second interlude, telling an appreciative audience: "Okay (laughs), thank you so very much. Ladies and gentlemen, this particular tune stretches across a range of genres, and that's what makes it a unique listening experience. Yes, indeed. It's called 'Ya Ya.'"20. "Ya Ya" Oh my. Oooooh my. Ms. Martell wasn't kidding. This definitely has no regard for genre boundaries. It opens with a slowed down sample from Nancy Sinatra's "These Boots Are Made for Walkin'" and accelerates into a genre-bending dance hit, finding time along the way to nod to The Beach Boys. Fun as hell. Good s**t.21. "Oh Louisiana" We're back to Chuck Berry, featuring a high-pitched 52-sec. interlude of "Oh Louisiana" after a vocalizing intro from Queen Bey, with some pretty guitar work layered on it. I just know this is gonna get stuck in my head. It's already happening.22. "Desert Eagle" Sexy as hell. 72-second interlude of Beyoncé seducing with some Texas spice and funky bass.23. "Riiverdance" A shout back to Renaissance with country flavor. Think of it as a bridge between the two albums. It's a solid track and sure to be a fave on the dance floor this summer. I wanna get high and listen to this.24. "II Hands II Heaven" This picks up what "Riiverdance" just put down and runs with it. Gorgeous lyrics. You'll be singing this in your car when it comes on, guaranteed.25. "Tyrant" Dolly Parton intros this: "Cowboy Carter, time to strike a match, and light up this juke joint." Beyoncé does. Country sex lyrics over a hip-hop beat and backing strings. Flamin' hot. I'm sweating. Whew. Goddamn, we are so blessed. What a moment.26. "Sweet Honey Buckiin'" Many babies will be made to this song. Beyoncé intros with a snippet cover of Patsy Cline's "I Fall to Pieces" and then Shaboozey tags in with his great bars. It's sexy and fun.27. "Amen" The closing track leaves you with a hum in your heart and may hint at the tone of Beyoncé's next album in the trilogy. It's beautiful. I'm eager to read how others analyze this verse: This house was built with blood and bone And it crumbled, yes, it crumbled The statues they made were beautiful But they were lies of stone, they were lies of stone Trumpets blare with silent sound I need to make you proud Tell me, can you hear me now? She then closes with the verse that opened "Ameriican Requiem" and we're suddenly left thinking that 27 tracks weren't enough.My humble opinion: "Cowboy Carter" is one of Beyoncé's best albums and a seminal moment in her career, but moreover, it's easy to see this being a landmark moment in the landscape of American music. It's a celebration and a homecoming and a sermon and a seminar and sexy on top of all that. 10/10.Charlotte's Web Thoughts is a reader-supported publication. To receive new posts and support my work, consider becoming a free or paid subscriber. Get full access to Charlotte's Web Thoughts at charlotteclymer.substack.com/subscribe

In this Real Estate News Brief for the week ending October 28th, 2023... inflation is still simmering, homebuyers come on strong in September, and the “Survive to 2025” mess from one real estate group.   We begin with economic news from this past week that was highlighted by a report on inflation. The Personal Consumption Expenditures price index, or PCE, rose more than expected in September. The government reported a .4% increase which translates into an annual rate of 3.4%. That's still uncomfortably higher than the Fed's 2% target. The core rate was up .3% for an annual rate of 3.7%. The core rate omits prices for food and fuel, which can be volatile. The PCE is the Fed's preferred inflation tracker and is sure to be discussed during the Fed's next policy meeting. MarketWatch reports that economists and investors are predicting that the Fed will “not” increase rates this time around...   ...That's it for today. You'll find links to the full articles in the show notes at newsforinvestors.com. If you want to learn more about the real estate market, buying rentals, and becoming job optional, please sign up for a free RealWealth membership. And please remember to subscribe to this podcast, and leave a review!   Thanks for listening! Kathy Fettke   Links:   1 - https://www.marketwatch.com/story/inflation-rises-faster-than-fed-feds-preferred-pce-price-tracker-shows-ac66d186?mod=economy-politics   2 - https://www.marketwatch.com/story/gdp-jumps-4-9-as-the-u-s-economy-speeds-up-dcffe349?mod=livecoverage_web   3 - https://www.marketwatch.com/story/jobless-claims-rise-slightly-remain-in-ultra-low-territory-a27b860e?mod=livecoverage_web   4 - https://www.marketwatch.com/story/u-s-new-homes-sales-rebound-in-september-surging-12-3-66075afb?mod=economy-politics   5 - https://www.marketwatch.com/story/pending-home-sales-stay-near-record-low-despite-modest-pickup-in-september-2f04f497?mod=mw_latestnews   6 - https://www.freddiemac.com/pmms   7 - https://eyeonhousing.org/2023/10/housing-demand-caught-between-high-rates-demographics/   8 - https://www.bisnow.com/national/news/capital-markets/near-9-in-10-cmbs-office-loans-default-in-september-121332   9 - https://www.globest.com/2023/10/25/advice-for-property-owners-survive-to-2025/

Greg is back! Let's chat about Star Wars Jedi: Survivor's sequel being confirmed, PlayStation getting hacked, and Hideki Kamiya leaving Platinum. Run of Show -  - Start - Housekeeping We've got a new Jabroni merch line designed by Cameron French of The French Dip Design!! It's still available for the next 3 days at kindafunny.com/store! The Roper Report  - - Cal Kestis actor confirms Star Wars Jedi 3 during Comic Con panel - A ransomware group claims to have breached ‘all Sony systems' - Bayonetta director and Platinum Games co-founder Hideki Kamiya is leaving the studio - Ad - Capcom Boss Would ‘Gracefully Decline' Any Microsoft Buyout Offer - Star Wars Eclipse Still Alive, Quantic Dream Insists: ‘It's Simmering' - Switch game canceled over controversial Unity changes - Out Today - You‘re Wrong - The Post Show! Tomorrow's Hosts: Greg & Bless Learn more about your ad choices. Visit megaphone.fm/adchoices