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I've just submitted a new Devastation Diary entry. This one is, like 'Auction' and 'The Heir' set early in the sequence and is not directly connected (at this time) with any of the other characters. It is possible that later entries may make a connection, of course. I'll just point out that the Mdom and Spanking codes are there for transparency. They relate to the needs of characters appearing later in the entry, and are for their satisfaction, not for that of the male involved.
I'm pleased with the way this has gone so far, and happy with the feedback and comments. I will be posting a chapter a day until all eight are up as I may not be able to post next week.
Ted
The first chapter of a new stand-alone story is in the submission queue. Eight chapters, and I'll post alternate days, all being well.
I like my bike. I like riding my bike. I've not ridden him for a few weeks (until today) for various reasons, 'til today... lovely day, dry, not freezing. Time for a visit to the Yorkshire Air Museum.
Doing great until four miles from the museum.
Then hit a patch of oil on a tight left-hand bend. The first time I've dropped a bike in over forty years. The title? The one thing I've always feared when riding is to lose traction on the back wheel on a corner.
Result? Slightly bent footrest and holes in the left leg of my oversuit. Amazingly, nothing serious, though I'll be pretty stiff tomorrow, I think. Poor Oscar, Poor Ted.
Anyway, now well into the seventh chapter of a new story...
I have worked out how to add photos and the moderator didn't delete any I offered, so the story now has the principal illustrations I intended. I do still have some photos I took at Metheringham, though the interior ones at the visitors' centre are darker than I like. As before, an email address will get you copies.
Ted
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