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Hi Folks!  The sun’s out here in North London so I’m in a more positive mood today – in the mood to get things done.  And I’ve done a lot in the last few days anyway - despite the overcast conditions that have been prevalent and the shortening days, which always gets to me – especially in terms of the new book, for which I’ve had many inspired new ideas (although a fair few of these may find themselves in a separate work). 

One of the issues I have begun to address is the collapsing sales via LULU. In order to try to get around whatever problem it is which LULU has introduced while ‘improving’ their service I have decided to re-publish some of my volumes (since this has done the trick in the past – dunno why), starting with re-uploading the text file for INSTITUTIONALISED Vol 2. 

I decided to take the opportunity to update the cover of this volume, specifically in an attempt to improve the depiction of the strict dominant nurse with her cane, since I have always been dissatisfied with the somewhat ragged appearance of this element (though I love the image itself) and my skills in photo manipulation have improved so much since the original publication date of 2009 (yes it WAS that long ago!), no doubt due in no little measure to all the work I put in on the, presently sidelined, comic book project, but also the captioned and manipulated images I have created for Tumblr and the work I have been doing collaborating with Roger Benson on his new book over the last couple of years (new poll coming soon, by the way – probably tomorrow!). 

I’d really, REALLY like to know your opinion on this, so please let me have your feedback.  Also – should I redesign any of the other covers?  And if so, which ones – and what elements should be included / excluded?

Also, I have been contacted by the author of the roll-playing game – CORPORATE RAIDER –  about a new update.

Announcing a new updated, a massive third follow on to the previous game CORPORATE RAIDER 3…  And it gets even nastier, even darker. 

Click on either game name above to link and visit the new updated verson – and don’t forget to tell your friends!!!  I’ll be putting a permanent link in the sidebar soon, too – so there’ll be no excuse for not joining in, if roll-playing games are your ‘thing’!

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LUSCIOUS LORNA LEARNS HER LESSONS

The Greystone Reformatory for Naughty Girls was, in effect, an elite correctional facility for the pretty, shapely curvaceous teener daughters of rich personages living in the Pleasantown area.

The Reformatory was located in a Gothic building in a scenic but very secluded area some 40 miles north of Pleasantown.  It’s interior, however, had been completely updated in keeping with the spirit of the modern minded 1950s.  The girls’ cells and the Reformatory’s many Punishment Rooms were models of efficiency and perfect hygiene.  In fact, at Greystone, no expense had been spared to make it the blueprint for an institution dedicated to the correction of naughty teener girls!

The Punishment Rooms were where the girls were made to undergo many beneficial “correctional ordeals”, many of them inspired by the bizarre and exotic devices and procedures found in Irving Klaw’s famous “Bondage Serials”, drawn by such masters as Eneg (Gene Bildrew), Eric Stanton, Ruiz, Mory, and many others.  (Mr. Klaw’s products are available from his Nutrix Company, located at 35 Montgomery Street inJersey City, New Jersey).

The inmate “enrolment” at Greystone seldom exceeded more than 10 teener girls and only the prettiest, most shapely girls were accepted.  The girls’ parents paid very high fees to have their darling but naughty daughters corrected at Greystone so the girls wouldn’t be exposed to the undesirable “riff raff” at the State Reformatory.  Greystone also received large donations from certain personages who favored strict discipline for naughty girls and enjoyed receiving certain exclusive 8 mm films , photographs, and tape recordings from Greystone. 

Greystone was directed by Superintendent Ella Baines, a handsome, athletically built woman in her late forties.  Miss Baines held advanced degrees in psychology and adolescent correction.  She was ably assisted by a large staff of professionally trained, discipline-minded Matrons, and Greystone’s lesbian sadistic medico, Dr. Elaine Fenton, an attractive, strongly built blonde much feared by the hapless teener inmates!

Girls incarcerated at Greystone were never allowed to have visitors but they were permitted – in a very controlled way – to correspond with their parents and their boyfriends.  Needless to say, this correspondence was very carefully monitored and managed by each girl’s Senior Supervisory Matron!

We’ll soon return to “Adorable April’s Introduction to Greystone” but, for a slight change of pace, let’s explore and express our opinions on some very interesting correspondence!

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THE GREYSTONE REFORMATORY FOR NAUGHTY GIRLS

August 3, 1959

Mr. Rodney Long,

4000 Ridge Road,

Pleasantown

Dear Rodney,

I’m afraid your darling girlfriend, Lorna Jane, didn’t do very well in  Deportment Class yesterday.  Her essay on “Ten Ways to be a Good Girl” received an “F” grade from the instructor, Teaching Matron Curtly!

That means dear Lorna Jane is going to have a “hot date” this coming Saturday night –involving my glossy black, oval shaped, hard backed wooden hairbrush and her girlishly plump, succulently shapely bare buttocks and the ripely rounded backs of her thighs where they are bare above her stocking tops.  I expect she really enjoyed it when you felt them up!

But I digress!  After she has had her sixty smacks and is blubbering like a naughty six year old instead of a big 18 in tautly-suspendered, ultra-sheer nylon stockings and tight fitting, glossy black patent leather pumps with high spike heels, should I give her a nice 30 ounce, warm, soapy enema?  Naturally, the Vaseline slimed, hard rubber retention plug will be put in her afterward so she can enjoy lying face down on the hard, white metal enema tableand feel the enema solution working inside her. It must be somewhat uncomfortable, judging from the way the girls sob, gasp, and whimper during the 30 minutes they are plugged.  Teaching Matron Curtly said it would give her a good opportunity to think about her deficient essay and ways of doing better next time!

It’s up to you, Rodney, dear.  I’m sure a big, accomplished boy like you can decide what’s best for darling Lorna Jane’s “inner bottom”.  Naturally, I’ll require her to read your letter in which you make your decision.  And, of course, if you decide Lorna Jane’s for the enema tube, I’ll require her to write a nice, long, newsy letter telling you all about what it was like!!

Fondly,

Bessie Stockwell (Miss)

Senior Supervisory Matron 

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4000 RIDGE ROAD

PLEASANTOWN

August 5, 1959

Senior Supervisory Matron Bessie Stockwell

The Greystone Reformatory for Naughty Girls

Dear Matron Stockwell.

Gosh, Matron Stockwell – thanks ever so much for your letter of August 3^rd.

I’m really sorry to learn that Lorna Jane did so badly on her essay for Deportment Class but I understand the importance of high standards and Teaching Matron Curtly’s concern that her professional standards are met!  Personally, I think we do best when we are really challenged!  I really admire Teaching Matron Curtly’s high standards!

I’m so sorry that dearest Lorna Jane’s pretty, girlishly big bottom is going to have to get spanked but poor work has to be corrected!   I’m sure she’ll do better on her next essay! I have really thought a lot about your suggestion that darling Lorna Jane also be given a nice warm, soapy enema!  I guess it will be a bit uncomfortable for her but, as Teaching Matron Curtly wisely says, it will give her a chance to think about her poor essay work and finding ways of doing better in the future.  So I think for these beneficial reasons, darling Lorna Jane would really benefit from a nice long enema session! 

I know Matron Stockwell will make you read this letter, Lorna Jane, dearest, and I want you know how much I adore you and how I only want what is best for you.   I know that the enema will cause you some discomfort but I know itwill help you get the most benefit from what is going to happen to you if you really concentrate your thoughts on your essay work while you are getting it! (Both the spanking and the enema!)  And I will be thinking about you, dearest, and how the Matrons at the Greystone Reformatory are only doing what is best for you!

I really look forward, dear Matron Stockwell, to the next letter you make Lorna Jane write to me!  I hope it will be really newsy and contains all the details and I can’t wait to read how darling Lorna Jane felt while she was being spanked and then getting an enema!! I’m

sure the corrective measures will help her to learn her lessons and produce good work that will please you all, including Teaching Matron Curtly!!

Yours most respectfully,

Rodney Young III

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THE GREYSTONE REFORMATORY FOR NAUGHTY GIRLS

August 10, 1959

Dearest Rod,

Thank you so much, dearest, for writing to Madam Matron Stockwell and recommending that I get a nice soapy enema as well as a spanking for my poor work in Madam Teaching Matron Curtly’s class on Deportment.  They were both awful (although in very different ways!) but I just have to admit that I was a naughty girl to write such a poor essay and that I deserved strict punishment for my shortcomings.

Madam Matron Stockwell is with me right now helping me to write this letter and I am ever so grateful to her for all the interest she takes in me and the things she does to me to help me atone for my naughtiness and become a good girl who has paid her debt to society.

Madam Matron Stockwell came to my cell at exactly 8:00 PM on Saturday night and when I heard the key turning in the lock of my cell door, I immediately got to my feet and stood with my arms at my sides and my head bowed in contrition. 

I just couldn’t help gulping when I saw that Madam Matron Stockwell was carrying her glossy black, oval shaped, hard backed wooded hairbrush – the very hairbrush Madam Matron Stockwell had promised me a date with!

And, golly, Rod dearest, just as Madam Matron Stockwell promised, it surely did turn out to be a “hot date”!!

I had to take my tight, short sleeved sweater off (the one with my Reformatory number humiliatingly stenciled on its back) and also take off my tight skirt and then hang both garments up carefully in my little closet.  This left me bare except for my skimpy, black and white striped cotton bra and panties, off-white, elastic garter belt, tautly-suspendered, ultra-sheer Teen Queen “Tan Temptation” nylon stockings, and tight fitting, glossy black patent leather pumps with 4 and ¼ inch spike heels.

Madam Matron Stockwell then seated herself on my hard, narrow, pillowless Reformatory cot and ordered me to go over her knee!  Then she took my panties down until they were below my stocking tops, firmly gripped me around my curvaceous waist, and warned me that she was about to commence my Execution – words which I surely dreaded!

I got 50 slowly spaced hairbrush smacks on my girlishly plump, succulently shapely bare bottom and 10 on the backs of my ripely rounded thighs where they were bare above the tops of my stockings!  Golly, Rod dearest, did that awful  hairbrush ever sting and burn – just like it always does!  Did I ever sob, shriek, plead, and promise but Madam Matron Stockwell just calmly continued administering the strict discipline a naughty teener girl needs!!

When the spanking was finally over (and there were times when I thought it never would be!), Madam Matron Stockwell let me remain over her knee for five minutes while I did my best to get my girlish blubbering at least a bit under control.  Then Madam Matron Stockwell, in a pleasant but no-nonsense tone of voice – ordered me to get up and take my panties right off and put my sweater back on. Then Madam Matron Stockwell handcuffed my wrists behind my back and announced, “You’re for The Enema Chamber, young lady!”

As Madam Matron Stockwell  marched me to my dreaded destination, my poor b..bottom throbbed and burned so much that I could only take those tiny “Oww, I can barely walk!” steps a freshly-spanked girl in high spike heels always takes!  My spike heels really clicked on The Reformatory’s concrete floors and I could just tell that my girlishly big, well-reddened bottom was wiggling shamefully.   Madam Matron Stockwell said you’d probably enjoying watching me!  I just about died of humiliation when I heard that!!  Then I blushed as red as my b..bottom when Madam Matron Stockwell went on to say, “But it’s probably just as well the dear boy isn’t here.  He’d likely have a very embarrassing accident in his pants.”

Golly, Rod, dearest – not only did I blush scarlet when I heard that, I gasped out loud.  Madam Matron Stockwell just smil

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POLL QUESTIONS

Q1. Do you think Lorna Jane deserved strict discipline for poor essay work?

Q2. Which aspect of her discipline do you think Lorna Jane found most distressing?

Q3. From the correspondence, what is your impression of Matron Stockwell?

Q4. Do you think Rod remained faithful to Lorna Jane while she was in Gresytone?

Option 1: Yes

Option 2: I think he quickly found another pretty, shapely girl to keep him                        entertained during Lorna Jane’s absence.


 

Q5.  Do you think Rod felt deeply sorry for poor Lorna Jane or actually sexually enjoyed

        reading about what was happening to her at Greystone (including the exclusive

        photographs kindly sold to him by Matron Stockwell)?

Question 5

Q6.  When Rod casually mentioned to his Father that Lorna Jane had written him

        about being so worried about her second impending strapping and begged that

        he might speak with Magistrate Meecher about giving her a reprieve, what do

        think his reaction was?

Question 6

Option 1:  “Yes, son.  I’ll do everything I can.”

Option 2:  “The little bitch needs regular correction strappings on that girlishly big ass of hers!”

Q7. Do you think Lorna Jane’s second strapping was reprieved by Magistrate Meecher?

Q8.  If you think Lorna Jane got her second strapping do you think Rod told

        her – when they were back together again – a long story about how he pleaded

        with his Father to help so Lorna Jane would use her mouth on him as an

        act of deep gratitude?

Question 8

Q9. In this situation who would most like to be?

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September 21, 2015, 6:28 pm

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Sometimes a young woman - especially one in her late teens -may possess ideas and ambitions above her station, hopes dreams and aspirations which - if she should be allowed to continue to entertain them - could conspire to make her headstrong and intransigent and encourage her to take on airs and graces incompatible with her coming to terms with having been placed in care and impede her in her adjustment to the necessary curtailment of certain personal freedoms and previously enjoyed privileges and status which institutional life inevitably brings with it.

 If she is to be helped and freed from forever hankering after life outside the care home and aided in refraining from perpetually struggling against the routine, stipulations, restrictions and discipline that are a necessary part of the smooth running of any such residential institution it is necessary that  the subject be brought to heel in the first instance by way of an intervention having the goal of illustrating and demonstrating to her the self-deluding futility of these fancies and fantasies.

       

The Mental Hospital Discipline Dress or Gown: As Excellent Around the House as in Institutional Incarceration

September 23, 2015, 4:10 am

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This is one in a range of institution-issue female patient dresses with prominently printed diagnosis labels. The latter is an innovation aimed at informing and thus influencing the attitude and responses to her and of those she may come in contact with, in addition to her care-givers themselves, ensuring she encounter consistent reactions and constant reinforcement of her mindset as a mental patient while at the same time acting as a constant reminder to the patient herself of her psychological shortcomings and limitations thus helping to overcome denial and quell rebellion before it has a chance to develop.      

 

This female patient dress is inspired by the INSTITUTIONALISED trilogy by yours truly. Garth P. Toyntanen, (click author’s name / book title to visit / see)

I'm presently uploading more stuff like this to my Pinterest account incedently'Institutional Discipline, Uniforms & Strict, No-nonsense Nurses'(click to visit)The dress or gown features an internal molded latex phallus based on a mold taken from an actual penis, elastic  nappy (diaper) positioning and restraining straps in the gusset area and prominently printed diagnosis label on the frontage.  This particular version with the internal phallus or dildo is intended for domestic use prior to - and in preparation for - long term care home or mental hospital incarceration and requires an especially adapted nappy featuring an aperture to accommodate the aforementioned appendage.  The latter, incidentally, can be formed from a mold taken from the man of the house if required.  The appendage can be rear mounted for continual anal penetration or front mounted for vaginal penetration or indeed the outfit can be supplied with two, mounted fore and aft to allow both orifices to be simultaneously filled, although since the dress is primarily designed to accommodate a nappy (diaper) and for enforced nappy use within a care home or other institution the rear penetrating version is not necessarily recommendable.  In addition, in a domestic environment worn around the home, the man of the house may well prefer the nappy be left off during her waking hours, partly to allow for easy and continual visual inspection / supervision but also to allow for the slaking of his masculine needs when the desire so awakens within him and two versions possessing a rear opening for this purpose are available, one with a zip fastener strategically positioned over the bottom area and one with an elasticated circular opening.  

 

Also, now that I am no longer doing work for Roger Benson - don't ask, it wasn't pretty (anyone wanna see the email?  Hands up at the back there!) - I'm open to commissions (you know the sort of thing - you see a picture and it's GOOD but it's not quite 'there' (with me it's usually the surroundings but often it's silly stuff like a wristwatch where no wristwatch has a right to be (God!  That sounds WEIRD! ) or a tattoo (I HATE tattoos - although...  Hey, didn't I feature tattooing in one of my books?)  For example on the new revamped cover I recently created for INSTITUTIONALISED VOL 2 I features a nurse photo someone sent me years ago - but I had to remove her nail varnish first... it's these little things sometimes - don't you think?). 

 

One last thought - I'm quite getting into Pinterest; so if you have a Pinterest account let me know and I'll feature a link here over in the left hand sidebar (there IS only one, so quite why I insist on keeping saying 'left hand' I don't know - perhaps I just like the sound of my own voice!  Hang on! I'm writing, not talking; ok strictly speaking I'm typing; my voice recognition stuff has died on me, principally coz one of my kids has trashed the microphone, but you get my drift I'm sure; and did you know - I mainly think in pictures...  I thought everybody did... no, really!  God, it must be really naff not to be able to walk in a room, look around for a bit, then visualize it from any angle - I thought everyone could do that, or at least I did until I studied organic chemistry and the subject of chirality came up and the same people asked the same question week after bloody week...  err... you just turn the molecule around in your head - don't you?  Sometimes it pays to be dyslexic!)  Well, the sun is out - and so am I... Well, I'm going out at least...  See Ya!

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September 29, 2015, 3:13 am

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This is a new and hopefully innovative project idea I have literally just this moment come up with.  The sun is shining outside - fairly blazing down, here in North London - and I am trying to distract myself from going to the pub, particularly important since I am due to start a part-time gym instructor / personal trainer course this coming Thursday.  Now, this is due to run every Thursday and Friday for the next two months or so, but should not impact overly on my writing since Monday and Tuesday are my best writing days since I have the place to myself those days (and a half-day or so Friday, but it's rare there is really time to get into it / settle down sufficiently anyway).  

I know what you're probably thinking: 'Why the hell is he Effing about with this stuff then when, by his own admission, he should be scribbling away?'  And you'd be right of course - I DO have several pieces of work languishing unfinished.  But I just know that today the lure of the pub would be too great (AND I'd have to borrow the money - the great thing about this gym course thingy is that it is 100% government funded); already, first thing, I'd started convincing myself I'd get a whole lot done down at the pub; but an art project as I propose to undertake today (if you can call it that) can NOT be done down at the pub (although if I get it finished in time... hmmm...); and if it encourages some who have yet to read my existing stuff to read my stuff (better still, to write their own stuff or contribute their ideas here!) so much the better!

But don't get TOO excited.  What I propose to do today is really only an extension of those photo manipulation things I have been doing for ages, which have been inspired either by my book plots or based on one or more images which I have come across and which have inspired new ideas or suggested things or events for inclusion in my new work or new plot directions worthy of exploration, but not sufficiently so as to tell the WHOLE story in the way I would like them to. 

So often an image on its own may be perfectly innocent, or at most open to re-interpretation, given the right mindset.  But when combined with certain other images - some everyday, some less so - of varying degrees of innocence or potential for re-interpretation, those same perfectly everyday images may well tell an entirely different story.  And that is the subject of today's project - I don't know whether it will succeed or not, nor how far it will get in the time allotted, nor if the resulting image or its part-completed intermediate will gel with any of you out there; I've no way of knowing at this juncture; and that is partly what is exciting about it.  Well, for better or worse, however it ends up, here is the starting point - something I blundered into quite by accident while looking for something else entirely, in connection with an email I'd received first thing this morning.  

I found this on Ebay and the reason my interest was piqued was that it is not unlike (although not perfectly the same - thought it shares stylistic similarities) the sort of work dress or frock-style overall described as a kind of prison uniform dress within the pages of the original INSTITUTIONALISED series.  But what occurred to me for some reason was that it could so easily represent the other side of the equation with a few modifications (something I have played about with before, to be honest).  Now you HAVE to admit that in its present incarnation the imagery really IS perfectly innocent - just a 1950s or 60s work dress on a display dummy / stand, not even a manikin.  

Well what I propose - and what I think is innovative about today's project - is to work on it as the day progresses, publishing the intermediate stages here in a stepwise manner as I go along - and we can see where it leads together.  

Probably the first thing I am going to do - once I get rid of the stand and repair the background - is change the colour.  I tend to like that sort of 'hospital blue' colour (I think that is actually a real shade).  What do YOU think? At this stage the colour is fairly easy to manipulate, so let me know.  Perhaps some of you could even write in with other suggestions / themes - and if I receive them soon enough perhaps I might be able to accommodate some of them in the final image; who knows?  A sort of shared interactive design process.  Let's give it a try anyway!

Incidentally, in glorious (and I'd imagine, almost unwearable) Bri-nylon, this vintage creation sold on Ebay for a stunning £100.  Back in the day - the 1980s to 90s at least - this type of thing along with all manner of matching or at least teamable aprons, tabards and so on would have been available down the local charity shop for a pittance (before disappearing completely) - a source my wife of the time and I exploited many a time in kitting out our young house guest, a girl we had staying with us at the time. 

So here we go with stage one...  

Discipline Governess or Strict Nurse Uniform Art Project Stage 2: Stand Removed

September 29, 2015, 3:55 am

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Now I've removed the stand and repaired the background.  

It doesn't matter at this stage that there is no rear to the inside of the collar where it was obscured by the stand, nor that there is a bit of 'fringing', particularly in that area inside the neck -these are issues that can and will be dealt with later.  

Next: The colour change.  Any preferences?  Let me know - SOON!  

I'm gonna have a cuppa and bite to eat before continuing, so you DO have time!







So now I've dealt with the fringing (see right), though you have to look carefully, and have refined the area around the inside neck and collar and hopefully it looks better.  How, is a trade secret, but it is enough to say it involves three layers! 

So... The colour change is coming up - easy enough - THEN I've got to put a woman in it (NOT so easy).

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September 29, 2015, 6:27 am

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At this stage I'm starting to think the shape of the shoulders where the display stand the dress is on in reality is occupying the space is going to be a problem when it comes to putting a head on - we'll see!

That Governess or Strict Nurse uniform Dress: Step 4: Now She Has Legs!

September 29, 2015, 7:46 am

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Ok!  Yep!  And now She Has Legs!  AND stockings at that, although of course you, the viewer, can't see that, and OK there is a bit of fringing and I'm not sure I like the colour.  But after spending FAR too long trying, I've had to give up on the head.  Fitting a head empathised the squareness of the shoulders too much and ended up making the image look too 'cartoony', to such an extent that I don't even want to share it with you.  

But I never DID like the collar much and without the nurse's cap - which I would have felt obliged to have fitted her with - there is greater flexibility for the viewer to allocate the figures role in his or her own mind's eye, and her age group too.  So the answer seems to be to crop the image and then use it in a scene in which the uppermost parts are obscured in some manner, whether by perspective or some object in the foreground.  

Now for some props - and a bit of cleaning up around the legs.  But first - another snack break!!!

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That Governess or Strict Nurse uniform Dress: Step 5: And Now She Has an Implement Worthy of Her Station!

September 29, 2015, 9:20 am

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And now she does indeed have an implement worthy of her station!  I decided on a paddle - what do you think?  We're getting there.  Now we need a subject or target on which to practise her disciplinary zeal and THAT depends on the type of scenario... hmm...let's see... I think I quite like the idea of that 'institutional care within the home' type of thing, as it does seem to have struck a chord with some...

Oh, and I've sorted out the slight white fringing that was around the legs!  The paddle and the wrist strap are two different objects from two different sources incidently.

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September 29, 2015, 11:04 am

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I can't do any more tonight - the kids are in!  And THAT floor is a nightmare. Tiling is a KILLER when it comes to getting perspective right!  I chose the wrong subject / background here, I know, but I needed something I could get done relatively quickly as a demonstration coz time was running out on me - mostly because I'd spent far too long messing around with women's heads when I should have seen it was a non-starter from the beginning and gone for the cropped close-up / foreground from the start.  I also spent time removing a teddy the girl was holding  - I felt uneasy about that; it had to go!

And here is a fully cropped version for completeness - of course it needs a caption... perhaps later?

The Heiress and the Correction Therapist - A Girl's Visit to a Profesional Chastisment Service

October 3, 2015, 1:45 am

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Yes, the heiress and the  correction therapist.  Believe it or not but apparently profesional chastisment services such as this  - often within a so called 'house of correction' - did actualy exist in the late Victorian and Edwardian periods, and some say survived into a much later time too!  There is something about the concept of a chap being able to take a young lady to such a figure and being able to sit in on the session and watch, as somebody else punishes her, perhaps purely for his own gratification.  Obviously there is somewhat more to it going on here than just simple short-term gratification, and other agenda are afoot, but the principle's just the same - don't you think?.

Instituting a Régime of Strict Discipline Through Harnessing the Psychoacoustic Effects of Infrasound to Facilitate Behavioural Modification

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Hi folks!  It’s been a while since I actually wrote anything as such specifically for this blog.  This is partly because for such a long time I have been tied up with the Roger Benson art project (of which the less said probably the better - along with Angela Fox) and partly, and more recently, because I have now become involved in a VERY intensive gym instructor / personal trainer course two days per week, and one of those days is one of the three days usually open to me when I can actually get any writing done.  The other reason is that nowadays, whenever I DO get the time to write I am trying to concentrated on finishing off the book I started last year (summer 2014) – it is the least I can do for those who have helped by supporting me financially through donations and those of you who have sent words of encouragement (equally valuable in their way). 

My reason for dragging myself away from the grindstone today is two fold. Firstly I have been away from home over the weekend and got home late today, limiting the time available to really get my teeth into the book anyway, and secondly I have had a very interesting and though-provoking comment posted to my last offering (Saturday) which needed replying to and which required a more detailed response than I could have managed over the weekend using my phone to access the internet as I might ordinarily have done.  So anyway, I set out on the reply and slowly began to realise two things:  1) It was going to require more than the word limit for comments would allow in one bite and  2) the subject is thought-provoking enough that I’d quite like more folk see it, think about it and perhaps give their take on it.  

The comment was posted by Frise (Hi, Frise! Many thanks for the link – and the idea!)  and I think it best to reproduce it here in its entirety - along with the link he kindly provided - followed by my reply.  So here goes….

Posted by Frise:

“I found this link about the effects of infrasound, how they cause uneasiness, anxiety, make you feel sick. I've suspected that for a number of years now. I was on a cruise with my wife and we went to see a movie on the ship. The cinema house was just over the engine room and my wife felt sick 30 minutes into the movie. The engine most likely emitted infrasound that we could only sense as vibrations. Imagine an institutional setting where the patient is subjected to this in order to break their self confidence, create anxiety... so many possibilities. Enjoy!

https://siobhanramos.wordpress.com/2013/04/27/subliminal-ghosts-the-psychoacoustics-of-infrasound-and-biological-horror/

My reply:

“Yep, I am aware of the infrasound phenomenon and its ability to induce feelings of unease, extreme sorrow, disorientation and fear as well as symptoms of actual physical illness such as vomiting and even induce pain at certain frequencies if the intensity is high enough.  But I have not (until now, that is - but that may WELL change) thought of infrasound and its effects on the human psyche in the context of the type of thing I write and the situations I describe, although I have used in my writings high-pitched sounds right on the edge of perception to cause irritation and disrupt sleep patterns and described the masking effects of white noise. 

Indeed there has been research into this field using what amount to giant organ pipes to generate infrasound as the basis of a non-lethal battlefield weapon system and also in the whelm of social control to disperse demonstrating and / or rioting crowds / mobs. The phenomenon has been invoked to explain so-called 'sick building' syndrome, wherein people working within a certain office - or sometimes an entire building - repeatedly report sick suffering from various unexplained and often quite vague symptoms and maladies, feeling 'heady' and so on. 

It is interesting that one of the instances reported here seems to have been isolated to a resonating air conditioning duct system as this has also often been mooted as the root cause of the aforementioned 'sick building' syndrome and of course is directly analogous to the military's experimentation with organ pipe / trumpet style infrasound generation technology. 

And therein lies the problem – the large dimensions of any device designed specifically to produce the requisite low frequencies in some controlled and tailored way.  In the above by ‘tailored’ I meant generating the specific frequency or band of frequencies required to produce the desired effect.  I.e. you may well want to induce disorientation and a feeling of unease, subtle effects, but maintained over long periods of time, rather than out and out symptoms of illness such as vomiting or voiding of the bowels.  But having said that, used short term, the latter effects could be a wonderful behaviour modifying tool if controllable on a fine enough scale. 

Imagine if you will our young subject stood stock upright, back ramrod straight and hands on her head in her mental hospital pyjamas, skimpy hospital examination gown or institution uniform in front of matron’s desk and being berated verbally over some suitably petty misdemeanour or other; then she is taken back to her room; and in the lonely desolation and apparently perfect silence within its bleak white walls she is almost immediately overcome with a bout of vomiting and uncontrolled voiding, the domineering woman’s comments still ringing in her ears! 

Or perhaps (see above) from time to time some sort of situation is engineered wherein through some sort of apparent ‘lapse’ she is able to get out from her room on to the corridor outside; for a while she is allowed to wander the passageways unchallenged as the feelings of fear and unease build within her, until the growing feelings of disorientation and dizziness get too great and she bangs on the nearest door in blind panic, to be greeted by a friendly smiling young woman in a nurse’s uniform who gently guides the sobbing and now grateful young thing – her symptoms now magically alleviated - back to her room where she enters without resistance, perhaps hurried along by a playful slap to her bottom, before the key is turned in the lock and she is again left alone with her thoughts and the nurse’s parting words reverberating around her skull: 

“You’ll feel safe in here, in your room – but only in here; it’s because of your mental state, dear, the problem you have with your mind; you mustn’t go and try and run away because it only makes you ill; you know that, don’t you!  You silly thing” And all the girl can remember doing in response is nodding in agreement and acquiescence and her own voice, simpering, a lisping near-whisper… “Yes, miss”.  Of course she knows the subject will be brought up again, and she’ll be made to relive this experience, in her next one-to-one psychotherapy session, and she’ll likely suffer a good dose of the psychotherapist’s cane across her bottom for trying to abscond, to reinforce the lesson she has just learned…

Or imagine something of the opposite, that hour after hour, day after day, night and day, she sits alone in her room, being eaten away by  a feeling of deep-seated near-phobic fear, self-doubt and dizzying spells of disorientation.  The smiling nurse arrives, or perhaps the psychotherapist, and suddenly all those dread sensations are swept away – until once again the key is turned in the lock and once again she is left alone.

In this scenario the idea is to induce a child-like – or even babyish – fear of abandonment. In the previous example the aim is to get her to the state where even if the door to her room is left wide open she will stay precisely where she has been placed.

But the problem in all this is that it does limit the scenario to the institutional – although I am rapidly coming to gain more and more enthusiasm even as I write, despite the fact that ordinarily I dislike the use of technology and overtly mind-altering drugs and so on in my stories (let alone nanobots ‘re-wiring’ the brain and so on – oh for God’s sake!  Why not just build a robot and be done with it?).  At home, though it is true if the ducting system is large enough you might just get lucky with an air-con system, the likelihood of the successful application of infrasound to aid gaining some sort of control over an individual is tiny; and NO, you can’t just use your HiFi system to generate frequencies of 17Hz or perhaps as low as 7 or 8Hz.  You’d need the kind of speaker system only available in big cinemas just to get below 20Hz with any real intensity - and even if you DID, there are two further problems; isolating the effect to a certain area (very low frequencies travel all too well through the structures of buildings – ask any sound-proofing engineer) and secondly the lowest frequency that can be experienced is related to the dimensions of the space in which it is being experienced, in terms of the sound’s wavelength (if that makes sense); it is the reason the main.. erhemm!...‘beneficiaries’ of huge speakers and sound systems in cars (automobiles) are those of us outside them going about our business and ‘lucky’ enough to be within earshot. 

BUT!  In an institution…  Ah well… with big heavy stone walls to isolate one section and another, it might be doable in an acceptably plausible manner, perhaps using the aforementioned tuned air duct / organ pipe method.

Incidentally, referring to the link, two things grabbed me.  One is that the author mentions two movies in which infrasound was used beneath the main soundtrack to dramatic effect by manipulating unease in the audience as to enhance their sense of horror at the drama unfolding on the screen.  Now, I don’t doubt this is true, given a big cinema with a sufficiently large auditorium and large sound producing apparatus (think also ‘Sensuround’ in the film Earthquake back in the 70s) but my point is, anybody buying either of those two movies on DVD is likely to be disappointed at the result on their home system – it just aint gonna work!  The second point is a technical one.  The author states, in regards his example of an air-con system and so on:

“…The reason for this is a phenomenon called Helmholtz resonance, which changes the frequency of a wave by constricting it in a cavity, in this case the long thin room.”

Err…No it don’t!  It can EMPHASIS one of a band of frequencies already present or within a harmonically-rich source over the others present (or indeed diminish it, as if placing a notch in the frequency response of a space or room) but it WONT change the frequency of the fundamental pitch.   Indeed Helmholtz resonators – suitably positioned - can be used to effectively cancel out and thus diminish sound reflections from certain areas of an auditorium thus modifying the auditorium’s acoustic ‘liveliness’.

By the way.  I just LOVE that there is an add for Nurofen tacked on at the bottom of the page!  Sooo apt somehow – don’t ya think!”

Well there you have it, folks.  Errr… folks… FOLKS… Is that snoring?

Oh well… Anyone wants to be bored with my thoughts on infrasound, acoustics, soundproofing, harmonic theory and Fourier analysis, electronic music synthesis (FM. Additive, subtractive – as long as it’s analogue I don’t mind), just let me know. LOL! 

Yeah, yeah… Guess what?  As well as having been an electronics engineer, biochemist, nutritionist and an interest in BSE / CJD I’ve also done a course or two in sound recording and studio design as well, back in the day, in addition to… oh never mind! Bye for now.  See you next time (if you’re still awake!)

Medicalised Discipline and Control Within the Home

October 13, 2015, 1:59 am

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Yep!  Guess what?  Again - yep!  A Nurse Helena clip!  I found it on Tumblr, as always, while researching something else entirely... But I LOVE these Nurse Helena things - so I couldn't wait to share it with you!

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November 17, 2015, 3:57 am

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So… you might have been wondering where I’ve been, since my posts have dropped of so much of late. Well I’ve been involved in taking a gym instructor / personal trainer course. I already hold a M.Sc in human nutrition - and spend a large percentage of my time in the gym, when not writing or preparing photo manips / artworks / captions for my various blogs, website and other outlets - so it kind of made sense, especially since I make so little from the books and affiliate banners and so on. 

Well, I’m glad to be able to report I’ve now passed all exams as well as the two appraised practical teaching assessments, so assuming that my written coursework case study is accepted and doesn’t require any further work, I have now finished and as from tomorrow will be back working on various art / writing projects.

I’ll obviously be working as a personal trainer / nutritionist under my real name and so will be setting up a website and blogs specifically around that facet of my life and kept separate from this, but the thing about that particular career path that appeals IS the ability to choose how much or how little work to take on and to schedule it to allow the continuation of the type of thing I do here and also my writing (I have no less than three part-completed books / novels on my hard drives) while generating (I hope) sufficient income to support myself before my savings finally give out! 

If anyone wants to know more about this new aspect to my life, email me and I’ll pass on the details of my new blog, website etc as soon as as I create them, as for obvious reasons I don’t want to link directly from here or any other of my outlets dedicated to my writing etc. So, to reiterate: I WILL be resuming updating this and my other sites, such as my Pinterest, Blogger and Deviant Art accounts on a regular to semi-regular basis from today onwards.

Many thanks for your patience in continuing to follow me while I've been out of the loop...  But look what I found (see top of this article) on Youtube in the meantime, when I took a break between finishing the level two gym instructor course and beginning the level three personal trainer course, and an old mate stood me a few pints down the pub to celebrate passing that first gym instructor part...and getting 100% in one of the two exam papers!!! (I got 92% in the other... Ok, Ok... I dropped six questions in four papers... But now I'm showing off!).

So how much like one of my plots is that vid, especially the opening moments???  It dates to 2002 apparently, so I can't claim any influence - nor has it influenced me, since I've literally only just come across it.  Ladytron seem to have a knack for writing the sort of kinkily suggestive lyrics that seem to gel with me and my writing - another of their tracks is called 'My Little Runnaway' and is sung in the sort of breathless manner which could imply almost anything one's imagination might dredge up; if that makes sense.  Google it and see / listen (the vid itself doesn't seem to say much - it's all in the lyrics and delivery!).

 

Now here's an example of how inspiration can arise from the oddest sources (immediately above).  This is an image from some of the course teaching material.  What it actually portrays is how NOT to perform an exercise known as 'The Plank' (a well-known technique for strengthening the so-called core muscles).  All VERY innocent and above board.  But just one glance was enough to get my blood all heated.  

That downward curve in the small of the back (lordosis, technically) and the rearward tilt of the pelvis and upward tilt of the bottom it produces may be contra-indicated for the exercise, but what a perfect disciplinary pose for a slow, systematic and long drawn-out thrashing of her backside, the bottom raised and perfectly presented to the cane or riding crop, especially if the intention is to land the majority of the strikes along that tender junction between her thighs and buttocks and the underside of her bottom, arcing the cane along the sweep of her thighs and then up and under.

Of course she's over dressed in THIS depiction.  I would imagine ultra-thin drum-tight satiny gym shorts or a skin-tight leotard, high-cut so that the majority of her bottom is left bare and defenseless with just the narrowest of gussets, little more than a tight strip of glossy fabric that all but disappears between a pair of nicely separated bottom cheeks.  

The wickedly pliant cane or switch will whistle through the air once every ten seconds for one minute - six strikes in all - then two minutes to recover, still holding the posture, then another six kisses of rattan, bamboo or plaited leather, followed by a further two minutes recovery before a final six strikes are awarded, giving eighteen strokes in all spread over seven to eight minutes, with the slightest loss of composure or posture rewarded by a repeat of the operation the following day.   

A floor-standing mirror will have been set up beforehand or the position taken up before a mirrored wall of the type encountered in a dance studio and the girl obliged to observe herself throughout as her features become more and more distorted by pain and anguish, with suitable penalties in place for closing her eyes or looking away. 

This latter approach is a 'must' if the experience is to become sufficiently deeply ingrained in her memory and psyche and is something which can be reinforced further later on during a one-to-one counseling or psychotherapy session during which she can be made to recall and recount how she felt under discipline, how the recollection makes her feel about herself, how she feels this treatment is changing her and the way she feels about exercise in general and her ambition in general.  All this may then be further backed up by way of her being obliged to write a reflective report or self-critical essay.

The Perfect Domineering School Matron - Some Thoughts From A New Blog Worthy of Exploration

November 24, 2015, 2:15 am

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Hi, again folks!  I trust you’re all sitting comfortably – yes?  Then, I’ll begin.  And it’s difficult to know WHERE to start – so much has happened recently… Err… No it hasn’t!  Not really.  Same old grind: gym session in the morning for cardio / fat burning and weights in gym in the evening for strength and muscular hypertrophy (some hope!); and in between, a little writing, sitting in a nearby coffee bar or pub (but on coffee only!).  But at least now that the gym instructor / personal trainer (PT) course has ended it is only two or three times per week, freeing up more time to get back to some more serious writing (I can’t deal with all those short stops and starts) and all those unfinished projects, photo manipulations and artwork.  

Talking of which (artwork - if you can call it that): I threw together a corporal punishment enforced punitive exercise and disciplne style photo manip based on that 'plank' core exercise photo I posted last time.  The best place to see it is probably on my Pineterest account (click right here - on this spot - to view) although it is also available on my Tumblr account (please follow, if you don't already!). 

Going back to the gym course: I only wish I had the results from the written assignment / case study so that I knew whether or not I am officially qualified as a PT and can start to look for a few clients to begin earning a little money (and indulge myself in a little – modest; very – celebration of some sort).  You’ll be the first to know when the result comes through (ok; second to know – Twitter will get it first… err…Would you believe third to know?  My mum’ll get the nod first – unless she’s on the phone!).  It’ll be annoying if I DO end up having to re-do the written course work coz I only dropped six questions in four exams – and one of those was because I somehow neglected to enter it on the answer sheet, and another was because I’d miss-read the bloody question!  What a wan*%$*….beeeep…!!!!

Meanwhile – now I have a little free time – I came across a new (ish – new to me anyway) blog by QBuzz.  Now he has had a blog listed here before, but one which is now deceased it seems (I MUST remember to remove it).  His new version is called ‘Spanking, cuckoldand bi’(click to visit – or see entry in right hand sidebar blog list) – which I know is not everyone who visits here’s proverbial cup of tea but the F/M side of it will float some people’s boat (not mine particularly, but hey!) and there is a substantial amount of F/F content too.  I can’t quite remember what search terms I was using when I came across it (it was Friday just gone and I was in a rush / panic) but some of his manipulated drawings came up featuring the strict, domineering school or hospital matron handing out a caning or spanking – which is of course one of my fave themes, albeit in control of young ladies - (see above and below) along with the following text:      

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 The perfect School Matron (by QBuzz)

A school matron might be the only woman on the staff of a posh finishing school, but no doubt the pupils fear her more than all but the most severe masters. You only have to think of breaking one of her myriad and ever-changing rules and you'll find yourself over her knee, getting a taste of her hairbrush on your bare bottom. And if she feels you aren't properly penitent (or she just fancies a good show in the afternoon) she'll march you down to the headmaster for six of the best on the spot.

The perfect school matron is probably a stout lady from the north of England, dressed in the traditional navy blue garb with timepiece clipped to her breast so she can see when all those naughty boys are late. It would delight her to be able to discipline the sons of stuck-up bankers, doctors and accountants, most of them from ‘down south’ where as far as she is concerned everyone runs riot in an orgy of indiscipline.

Imagine the scenes in a dormitory run by such a creature. Every evening a line of boys stand quaking outside Matron's room, listening to the squeals of the boy before them - usually Henry Hancock - as she spanks his bare bottom bright purple. Matron really has it in for young Henry this term. Has he been breaking her new 'no home comforts' rule? Has the headmaster had a quiet work identifying him as 'one to keep an eye on'? It wouldn't have anything to do with the fact that Henry is a grammar school boy on a scholarship would it? And as for you... You and your friends  weren't in your pyjamas by 8pm sharp?

Now you'll be supplying Matron's entertainment for the evening, rotating between corner time and squirming across her stockinged lap for the next 3 hours. And even the teachers aren't exempt: 'Think you’re too big for punishment eh? Sneaking out with Mr Winders to the pub after lights out! I don’t care if you’re both old enough to drink, in my book that’s grounds for a leathering any day! And I’ll be having a quiet word with Mr Winders when I’m done with you two!'

Once you've left school, there's still no escaping those merciless matrons. You'll no doubt be in hospital at some point, where you'll find that once again it's the hairbrush-wielding harridan who runs the show. Perhaps your wife will hire your old school matron to keep you and your sons in line during the summer holidays?

And if you're unlucky enough to find yourself in prison, there'll no doubt be a prison matron to carry out all sorts of humiliating and intimate examinations. Though you'll probably be more worried about the 'intimate examinations' your cellmates are carrying out on you by that point!

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More Admission Procedures: Crossing Over that Psychological Line

November 27, 2015, 1:34 am

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You know - I’ve always been a fan of the artist known as ‘Barb’, except her work tends to be F/m and the subject of the disciplinarian’s righteous zeal and is often worryingly youthful in appearance.  But not ALL her work has been F/m by any stretch of the imagination, the imaginative forms of humiliation she has dreamed up and the manner in which she is able to portray the effect all this has on her unlucky subjects is second to none, in my humble opinion - and her portrayals of stern-faced nurses in those traditional uniform dresses and aprons we all love to see are just to good to be ignored, even if the theme is not always my ‘thing’. 

So here is something that IS up my tree, a sort of ‘mash-up’ of two Barb’s stitched together, with a couple of alterations and a few additions from various other sources have been thrown in for good measure.  Those of you familiar with Barb’s work will undoubtedly recognize the two main drawings which have been used and even those of you NOT so familiar, will I’m sure, have come across one or the other while poking around. 

The storyline which instantly suggests itself could very much fit with the sentiment behind any number of works by yours truly, Garth Toyntanen (particularly one of the unfinished new ones), even in the absence of annotation – and sometimes that’s better, if it allows the imagination to fill in the gaps and thus tailor it to the individual’s tastes…but there you go!

PS: Did you see what I did there – the passive voice (‘…which have been used…’ or ‘…have been thrown in…’)?  Yep – a throwback to my science days I’m afraid.  In science writing (in papers intended for peer-reviewed journals) you never DO anything yourself - oh no!.  It just sort of happens, just takes takes place: “Calcium carbonate was added to copper sulphate and a colour change was observed…”

PPS:  Still no news form the folk behind the gym instructor / personal trainer course I attended through much of autumn as to whether there is a problem with my written coursework or not. So as of this moment in time I still don’t know if I’m through the latter part of it (personal trainer) and thus I cannot yet apply for inclusion on the Register of Exercise Professionals.  Because of that I cannot take on any clients at present, which I’d have liked to have done ASAP post course while, not only was it all still fresh in my mind (the stretches and things I wouldn’t ordinarily use myself as part of my program), but my confidence as regards the teaching aspect was still high.  I’d like to celebrate – but right now I don’t feel confident I necessarily have anything to celebrate!  

Now I'm off to the gym...bye...           

Admission Procedures: Further Down the Line

December 3, 2015, 2:33 am

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She's been detained - now let's KEEP her detained!  

 (By the way - let me know whether - or not - you like these photo manip thingys I've been creating; personally I prefer the term 'photo montage art')

So… She’s blundered into this.  Perhaps lured by easy money – a clinical trial; OK it’s residential; OK, it’ll use up all summer, that long break before moving on, going on to university, perhaps getting a job, going her own way; but SO much money, SO much independence at the end of it, just for sitting around, being looked after, taking a few psychological tests now and then; what could POSSIBLY go wrong?

On the other hand perhaps she has been persuaded by other means, perhaps through a skilfully built scaffold of rapport and trust, allowing herself to be guided by some persuasive individual, superficially on her side or even apparently devoid of any connection whatsoever with the grasping stepmother, overbearing legal guardian or other nemesis she has been so keen to distance herself from… 

But appearances can be deceptive!

Or perhaps her independent headstrong spirit has already been slowly eroded over time in a stepwise fashion through psychological manipulation and the sheer power of will of her guardian to the point at which she has just simply been told she is to spend time ‘in care’ in a ‘rest home’ while her guardian takes a short cruise…”…just a few weeks, dear…”.

Either way, she’s been ‘put away’. But she’s committed no crime; there’s no evidence (or little evidence) of reduced mental capacity or her possessing insufficient mental competency to govern her own affairs…  She’s temporarily under control, right where you want her  - albeit relatively short-term.  Now the question becomes one of how to KEEP her that way, over the mid to longer-terms?  So - how would YOU go about it? (Come on - let's have some feedback! There used to be MASSIVE discourses on such matters back in the day in the Reader's Letters pages of those old spanking mags)  

Well, of course the first of these scenarios was the premise behind the INSTITUTIONALISED trilogy – but it still interests me, despite the fact that my latest opens in an entirely different way. 

Actually I’m still struggling with how to put together an opening section for the new book – I’m dedicating the remainder of today to it; after this post I’m doing nothing else. 

I want to be able to make clear to the reader at the outset that the direction is going to be VERY different from other author’s tales of domination and corporal punishment and that all manner of different and surprising themes (not to mention twists and turns) will be explored in upcoming parts / chapters (it has always been planned / conceived as a sort of serialised multi-part thing).  But at the same time I’m trying to adhere to a more linear storytelling style than my earlier stuff and minimise all that shifting back and forth between the present and the back-story which a few of you have in the past described as ‘Kafkaesque’ (though one or two folk have said THAT is what they liked about the early stuff).

Post Script: Two days ago I finally received a confirmation letter saying I’ve satisfied the criteria to be qualified as a gym instructor and personal trainer.  But even THAT has come with a proviso that “it could be several months” before I receive my certificate!  Several MONTHS!!!  It says the letter itself will suffice in the mean time to satisfy insurers.  But what it DOESN’T say, explicitly, is if it will be accepted by REPs (the Register of Exercise Professionals) without the certificate itself having been issued, without inclusion on which one cannot operate officially as a personal trainer here in the UK.  So I have issues! But it came with a head office email address – so I’ll be exploring those issues later… but not until I have some sort of opening structure for the new book (it doesn’t help that I have at least four part finished projects going at once, some ideas overlapping…)

Seen But Not Heard: The Shock Collar

December 8, 2015, 9:53 am

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This one is part photo manip by yours truly, Garth Toyntanen, based on - and inspired by - the plot of one of my unfinished upcoming books, and part 3D computer generated art produced by someone well known in the area but who doesn’t particularly want to be identified with my interpretation.

I actually created this some time back, but held back on publishing it until I'd asked permission, and then until I got around to removing the original signature from the computer generated element...  And then I forgot about it altogether - until now.  But I've not been able to do any writing today anyway (see below) and had reason to check thorough my files and folders (also see below), so when I blundered into it again I thought I might as well get it done, finished and 'out there'.  

I may be away a while, incidentally.  My RAID 0 hard drive system (2 X 10,000 RPM Raptors) is showing signs of failing; I’ve backed up and created a cloned drive to restore from, and I’m all set to swap over to a brace of SSDs (larger) - but once I switch off, I doubt it’ll reboot again until the hard drive change-over is complete.  

And It won't be as easy as it sounds coz I'll probably have to run the new drives in RAID 0 too (which is not RAID at all of course - as I've said before), since otherwise I'll not have sufficient storage space, or I'll have to host Windows on one disc and the data files on the over.  But whatever happens - at least I've everything backed up one way or the other.  

The funny thing is; only a couple of weeks ago I was in email correspondence with somebody who'd just had a fatal computer crash.  It made me check my own preparations in that regard - and of course, need I say, it turned out my last backup was way back in June 2014!!!  So when it took circa 12 boot attempts this morning, had the worst come to the worst, the majority of the important stuff was already backed up...  Oh well...sigh!... here goes...

PS: Seen the comments!  Will get back to you from my phone if I can't get this thing up and running again in a timely fashion.

At The Stroke of a Pen: From Beach Belle To Inmate!

December 29, 2015, 4:45 pm

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With my desktop computer on its last legs (I left it running all over Christmas for fear it would not boot up again once turned off) I thought I'd do one more thing before it goes under the knife, so to speak.  I've been away for Christmas (nowhere exotic - insufficient funds - just a lady friend's place) but am back home for a couple of days leading up to New Years Eve and with the kids still away at their Gran's and the flat to myself (more importantly, the kitchen table as a makeshift theatre) now would seem the perfect time to perform the necessary surgery.  And I've determined tomorrow shall be the red letter day - so wish me luck!

So here is the Garth Toyntanen interpretation of (take on) one of Bobby Venice’s Deviant Art ‘rejuvination’ pics (Google Bobby Venice and Deviant Art), this interpretation inspired by one of my storylines.  To be honest this is an unfinished work and is waiting for annotation and / or speech bubble but I thought I’d put it out now since my computer could fail at any moment.  It could do with a little refinement here and there too, for example it is a little ragged and there is quite a lot of fringing around some of the elements which ordinarily I'd deal with - but as I say, I'm pushing my luck already as it is!  I'll return to it at a later date once my computer issues have been sorted - AND get that new book out I have been harping on about for so long, 

 It brings together several elements you will have seen before, such as the rubber or polythene (you decide) mental patient dress, the cane and commode stool.  The background (beds, nurse-station desk ect) is from something created for me long ago by Angela Fox for an illustrated version of my third book: INSTITUTIONALISED 3: A CONTINUUM OF DISCIPLINE.

So there you have it  - possibly the last thing you'll hear from me for a while if tomorrow's surgery doesn't go well!

A belated Merry Christmas to you all, and best wishes for a happy and lucky new year!  Hears hoping 2016 works for you, whatever your hopes and desires!  For myself, having passed my level 3 personal trainer qualification, my hope is to quickly build up a stable of clients; specialising in the 'older athelete' with my 'unique selling point' being that as an 'older athlete' myself I'm not asking anyone to do or achieve anything I can't myself; after all, a twenty-something gym god can be a little intimidating if not downright demotivating after a certain age.  Well, that's my belief anyway!

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

A Nurse Helena Vid- And a Happy and Peacful New Year to All

December 31, 2015, 4:08 am

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Hi once again folks for one more time, certainly the last for 2015 and possibly for some time, depending on my desktop computer’s reaction to its upcoming surgery – the kitchen table awaits! 

I had been intending to operate yesterday but got distracted by various other commitments, for which I’m now glad - and luckily I had left the computer running - because thanks to contributor, ‘Candii’, who has clearly been picking through the Internet with a fine toothed comb, I can now share with you the second part of that Nurse Helena video I posted some time back.   

For those of you who have yet to view the first part or would like reminding I have included the first part again here also (above), to save you the bother of searching the archive - part two follows on below…ENJOY!!! As I've said before, the imagery at least (even if not the actual storyline) in the Nurse Helena material (especially the 'stills' - of which I have built up quite a collection now, thanks in no little part to the self same 'Candii') is the closest I have ever come across (other than the stuff I have created myself for my own satisfaction, some of which I have shared with you in the past) to that I attempt to evoke in my writing, particularly the INSTITUTIONALISED series. 

I’m now shutting down this computer for the last time in it’s present configuration for repairs, but can still read and respond to emails, comments etc from my smart phone.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!