This year we were somewhat circumspect with pressies and no whips, crops or saucy underwear ended up in our stockings or under the tree. I did however manage to find an indecorous item of clothing for myself - A Peacock's special - a soft feel spangly black corset-look affair with a 'skirt' of overlapping handkerchief pointed sections that fell just below the knee. Lacy black knickers, fishnet stockings, black suspender belt and very sweet embroidered white pinafore completed the look - the perfect outfit for opening presents and cooking a leg of lamb I thought!

We opened our presents over tea, coffee and cake in between checks on lunch, then he fed birds and had sneaky ciggie as I finished lunch preparations. He carved and I served - very alternative - not!- but I'm the better cook and a rubbish carver.

We decided on a siesta, and had a check on the birds enjoying their Christmas feast. In the bedroom is a window onto the back garden that we have discovered is a rather good height for bending into, allowing just the right angle for somewhat prolonged spanking and caning attention. Wonder if that was part of the brief for 1950s Council Housing? Love the idea of the architects planning and experimenting with window heights for erotic and spanking potential!

The design of my boudoir Peacock's special got somewhat rearranged as my Cariad decided I needed rather a lot of attention. As my mind wandered between the comings and goings of our feathered friends and the erotic, but painful attentions I was receiving I developed an idea for a piece of writing - more anon!