The perspicacious amongst you
will have readily noticed that dilatoriness has been the order of the day
recently. In other words, sharp sighted folks may think that things have gone a
little quiet on this blog. Nowhere near as bad as another blog I have on
theatre, not a thing there for months. Shall not regale you with the reasons,
far too boring, but rest assured that whilst theatre visits have been pretty
well nonexistent these last few months the travels of the pants down variety
have still featured regularly in my life. Usually for fully naked massages, no
other way in my opinion, but also, occasionally, for well deserved and long
overdue bottom whackings. Taking all of your clothes off for pampering is fun,
preferably by another male but not compulsory, but baring your bottom whilst
retaining much else is so much better. There is something so very wonderful in
bending over a bench waiting for the tee shirt to be raised and the underpants
pulled down. And then the lovely whacks on the over eager bottom. And unlike
massages when a male is definitely favoured by me, chastiser gender is
immaterial. Just be good and accurate is all I wish for and want. And both
genders have warmed up my behind during the last few months. So, in spite of
dilatory blogging, there is still life in this old dog. Or certainly in his
backside.
One thing I have been doing
whilst waiting for story scribing inspiration is studying my statistical hits
on whacking tales. Moving up to around 250,000 hits now, so I have a pretty
clear idea of what appeals. Three thoughts come readily to mind.
A story will always
win out over a blog.
17 of my stories
have registered over 1,000 hits each. The top one, Fridays at Three O’clock, currently stands at 12,850 and two
others, The Boston Landlady and Miss Pringle Solves a Problem, have
both passed the 10,000 mark. Only one blog, My First Caning, has reached over 10,000 and only 7 have passed the
1,000 hurdle.
A Female whacking
the bottom wins out over the male.
8 of the top ten
stories involve a female dominant whacking a young bottom, In addition to those
recorded above The Reluctant Schoolboy,
The Past is Always Present, Mistress
Fredericka, A Lesson for Miss Jones, and Aunt Mildred all figure up there in the top ten. Surprisingly the
last two of these have a girl baring her bottom. Only Yesterdays Boy (autobiographical) and The Headmaster’s Dilemma, stories of the male caning a male intrude
in the higher echelons. This preference for the female chastiser is underlined
by the blog statistics with The
Leicester Governess, I Have Never Seen Whipstock Grange and Caning as Therapy all being in the top
ten blogs.
The Cane is Tops.
A theme that runs
through most of the top stories and blogs is that the wielding of a cane across
a bare bottom trumps much else. All of the top ten blogs involve someone being
caned and 3 of the top 5 stories have a similar scenario. Statistics are
undoubtedly skewed by the fact that I enjoy writing blogs and stories involving
the cane much more than other scenarios but the fact that they figure so highly
suggests like minded readers.
So an interesting set of
statistics. Most of those singled out above are on the currently top ten list (see
right column) and easily linked. And this, in itself, is another statistical
skew. Folks are lazy, I reckon, and the top six account for 47% of story hits
and 55% of blog hits. Success breeds success is my uncharitable thought. A
thought underlined by the fact that my currently featured blog (see top) How to Bare a Behind, has taken a big
jump up the table in recent months. Currently working on a new story (The
Artist’s Strange Model) and musing on posting an old long one (A Light Shines
in Ruislip). All this and the above await comments to my e-mail. alfred.roy@btinternet.com Postings
there have been conspicuous by absence recently. Are you all too busy being
whacked?
Alfred Roy