[Various artists] 🎱 The refuge of my Western

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[SirNoddy] - Scaffold

The builders working next door to Poppy's apartment were making such a noise, crashing and banging, that the young teacher couldn't concentrate on marking homework! So she marched over there to complain! That was a silly thing to do.
The burly bricklayers and carpenters and plasterers didn't take too kindly to being berated so.
It didn't take the chaps very long at all to get the annoying girl stripped down to her stockings, bound, gagged and tightly lashed to the scaffolding!
Then it was back to work - but what happened when they took their lunchbreak - well...!

 

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[SirNoddy] - Hello neighbour

When Poppy bought a pretty new table, she told the deliverymen to put it in the kitchen. No. Try the living room. Hmm. No. Let’s put it in the bedroom. Oh dear, that won’t do. Let’s try it in the bathroom – no, the dining room. No, no, no! Take it back to the kitchen!

As you can imagine, the fellows became rather tired of all this palaver – so they fetched some rope from the van and tethered the annoying girl to the wretched table. Obviously they removed her clothes before they did so!

Anyway, after giving Poppy a jolly good spanking – I mean, she sort of deserved it! - they departed, leaving the front door ajar. That’s when her kinky next-door neighbour, Graham popped in! Didn’t he get a surprise!

 

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[SirNoddy] - Slippery Dick

As the chilly autumn nights grow gloomier, Pokeham folk tend to draw around their firesides – and recall old village tales of ghosts and witches and other dark things.

One such story is that of the infamous highwayman, Slippery Dick. Some say he got his nickname for his ability to outwit the redcoats. Others have another theory!

Old Dick prowled the Pokeham Turnpike, where he regularly intercepted stage coaches. He took wicked pleasure in slaughtering gentlemen passengers with his cutlass while scandalously disturbing the corsets and petticoats of their perfumed ladies – with his cocked pistol!

His hideaway was an upstairs bed-chamber at the Old Randy Lurcher pub in Pokeham village, where he’d spend his nights drinking ale and rogering winsome barmaids!

His rapacious ghost still haunts that upper chamber! It would be a very foolhardy wench who’d spend the night alone in that room!

“Ah, Ms Dinkley? Yes, of course. Your room is prepared. I hope you get a good night’s rest, my dear!”

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[SirNoddy] - Baldy

Baldy Cyril the undercover store detective is determined to stamp out shoplifting! He’s an eagle-eyed fellow who claims to be able to spot a “wrong ‘un” at 20 paces! And today his beady little eye has fallen upon Poppy.

She’s innocently shopping for stockings and frilly things – and is quite unaware that she is being watched, indeed closely scrutinised by the baldy little perv!

The sight of the pretty lass has excited his, er, attention. And he pounces! He's only a little chap, but incredibly brawny. He grips Poppy by the wrist and pulls her, complaining, towards the Interview Room, where he plans to extract a confession of stealing.

Apparently he is legally entitled, upon suspicion, to arrest and question the wrongdoer. But does the law allow him to strip and tightly bind his quarry? And dangle her from a ceiling hook? Hmmm. He says it does.

 

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[SirNoddy] - Low-hanging fruit

You may be aware that the civil and church authorities in Pokeham are committed to ensuring the welfare and safety of the fairer sex in the village.
The poor dears are quite unable to think for themselves, so it has become necessary to guide them in, among other things, standards of attire. Denim jeans and pantyhose, for instance, are banned for the harm they cause delicate female bodies. And the wearing of the colour blue, which is an abomination in the sight of God, is also forbidden.
Despite the best efforts of the clergy and parish officers, some young women continue to flout these righteous laws. And this defiance cannot be tolerated.
That’s why a new form of punishment has been introduced – and wouldn’t you know it, Poppy is its first incumbent! The silly, disobedient and rebellious creature was seen wearing a blue ribbon in her hair. Honestly! She was immediately reported by right-minded fellow villagers, and quickly stripped off and strung up in a brand new, state-of-the-art harness!
Here we see a caring villager gently explaining the rules to Poppy. What a nice fellow!

 

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[SirNoddy] - Horrid Harriet

On first sight, you may think that Harriet, the Pokeham school secretary, is just another dear sweet, short-sighted old lady. You’d be quite wrong.
When the headmaster is away on business, he passes the responsibility for disciplining pupils and staff to this wicked, malevolent and sadistic old crone.
Unfortunately for Poppy, Harriet seethes with bitter envy at the sight of the young teacher. And although the old bat’s eyesight is rather weak, it’s good enough to discern those comely curves, and hear that girlish voice (which grates on the ancient witch something terrible!).
Today Harriet, in the absence of the headmaster, is ready to deliver six of the best on Poppy’s ample buttocks. She’s instructed the sixth-form boys to bend Poppy over the desk and tie her down. The young fellows have taken it upon themselves to remove Poppy’s clothes!
And now the whole school has gathered eagerly to witness the event. Let’s hope the elderly harridan doesn’t miss!

 

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[SirNoddy] - The researcher

Nina is a university student who does part-time work for a market research company to earn money in her spare time. Today she’s been sent to Pokeham to interview two sweet old sisters, Maud and Mavis. Did I say sweet?
The decrepit old dears invite young Nina into the sitting room. She tells them, rather patronisingly, that she wants to probe them for their opinions. She gets out her notebook and starts asking questions.
My, my, says Mavis – you are a nosey young lady, aren’t you. I’ll just make a pot of tea.
The two biddies sit smiling knowingly as the girl sips a cup of tea. It tastes a little bitter. No wonder! In a matter of moments the drugged tea takes effect, and Nina falls fast asleep on the sofa!
Then the nasty old girls get to work – with strong rope and tape, cackling wickedly as they do so. Nina awakes to the realisation that she’s not only tightly bound, but her juicy boobs have been flopped out!
The surprisingly strong and agile old women pull the befuddled and unsteady Nina to her feet. They plan to force her to hop, hop, hop down to the basement – where the sadistic sisters have a home-made dungeon, complete with all manner of cruel devices. But first, says Maud, let’s get these pretty nips nicely clamped – before we start to PROBE YOU, Missy!
Mavis smiles and says, oh yes, but it’s my turn with the strap-on thingy, Maud!

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[SirNoddy] - Goblins

Author's note:
This is a picture I drew a while ago for a young lady with a particular fetish - the strange desire to be captured and ravished by goblins! It was all her idea, including the goblin thingy sliding between her boobs! Kinky or what!?

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[SirNoddy] - The consultant

When business executives reach a certain age it is the common, albeit heartless practice for companies to dispense with their services. Many a thrusting young titan of industry has found himself on the metaphorical scrap heap by the age of, say, 55. What is he to do if he wants to maintain his previously lavish lifestyle?
Well, in the case of Dominic Slappington, it was to set up a consultancy whereby he might continue to squeeze a decent living out of the business community by offering his lifetime of experience.
Trouble was, his experience of top management in later years especially, was mainly confined to the enthusiastic disciplining of personal assistants, secretaries and typists!
So clever Dom formed Successful Personal Assistants Need Kindly Educational Development, or S.P.A.N.K.E.D for short! He supplies all his own equipment, including ropes, bridles, ball-gags and nipple clamps (tax deductible!), because not every nubile young office nymphette appreciates being tied down and thoroughly thrashed by an expert!

 

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[SirNoddy] - The porter

It all started rather badly. Poppy’s mummy had flatly refused to buy her daughter another brassiere for the new term at Tyedown Ladies College, even though poor Poppy was now 18 years old, and her boobs had quite obviously developed.
That’s how braless Poppy caught the eye of the railway porter, Fat Freddy, as she arrived to buy her ticket. As she waited at the ticket office window, Freddy couldn’t help but notice that Poppy’s pert and splendid bosom continued to quiver and wobble long after she stood still!
Worse still, for Poppy, she realised she didn’t have quite enough money for the fare, having spent far too much at the village sweet shop! Oh dear, she thought – what on earth could she do now?
Fat Freddy had the answer. He invited her into the porter’s room and negotiated an alternative method of payment. It wasn’t long before Poppy found herself tightly bound – and the randy porter squidging and squeezing her tender tits!
She supposed that sore boobs were a small price to pay for free travel!

 

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[SirNoddy] - The Witch Pump

Now wait a minute – this isn’t as bad as it looks!
Here we see Mrs Bottomley, one of the many fragrant Milfs who live in Pokeham.
She is a patron of the village’s famous Museum of Mediaeval Devices, and involves herself fully in all promotional events. Today, for instance, Mrs B. has agreed to “model” this ancient device known as a Witch Pump!
Constructed of solid English oak, the device was designed in the 17th century by Matthew Hopkins, the notorious Witchfinder General, to test a suspected witch to the full! He said, “If a comely wench should moan and squirm whilst in the grip of examination, then she be possessed of the very devil himself”!
Luckily for Mrs B, these aren’t the Middle Ages – otherwise she would most certainly have been condemned as a sorceress. You’ve never seen such a wanton exhibition of hot and sweaty moaning and squirming! Honestly!

 

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[SirNoddy] - Kissing Poppy

You know there was a time when the Tyedown Ladies College Summer Fete was a most refined and respectable affair. The pretty girl selected to offer kisses for a shilling might expect no more than a polite peck on the cheek.
Oh how times have changed – and how standards have slipped!
This year, young Poppy’s stint on the stall attracted all manner of horrid low-life, intent on much more than just a kiss, I can tell you! The coarse ruffians from the village soon had our sweet heroine tied up tightly, with her boobs flopping freely, and arranged for lots of uncultured fumbling and fiddling!
But Poppy, bless her, was determined to raise oodles of lovely lolly for the school funds - and she stuck it out with determination and pluck.
Do you know, by the end of the day practically every unshaven lout and hooligan had visited the kissing booth – and Poppy had raised £900! Jolly good show, Poppy!

 

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[SirNoddy] - The publicity shoot

The Pokeham Furniture Company, like many a traditional family-owned business, faces serious competition from cheap multi-nationals – so has had to specialise to survive.
One of its most popular lines in recent years is its Adjustable Spouse Correction Table – a sturdily constructed piece of solid oak, fitted with comfortable horse-hair padding, and durable leather strapping.
Miss Poppy has agreed (for a fee) to help the company in its production of publicity material. This involves our heroine being strapped down while a photographer takes lots and lots of promotional photos and videos.
The table is designed to present a wifely rump at a serviceable angle for the purposes of husbandly discipline. It also features a height-adjustable head restraint designed to teach an unruly spouse how to provide satisfaction to her loving husband.
No-one told Poppy that these elements of the table’s use would also feature in promotional films - nor that furniture-making apprentice Nobby Dribbles would have a part!
Nobby was only supposed to stand smilingly alongside Poppy’s helpless bottom with his hand raised, as if in the process of spanking! Instead, the poor little fellow became over-excited, and just couldn’t help slobbering all over the girl!

 

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[SirNoddy] - Fancy party

Every Halloween in Pokeham-in-the-Hole they put on a fancy dress party at the village pub, the Randy Lurcher. Last year Poppy went as a sexy witch – and got tied up and spanked by a band of “puritans”, so she won’t be doing that again!
Instead, Poppy has dug out her old Wonder Woman outfit. It’s a bit small, and very tight, but people seem to like it when she wears it!
Anyway, the drinks flow and people start to get merry – then someone suggests the Pokeham version of Blind Man’s Buff! Poppy is, initially, quite enthusiastic, until every drunken oaf in the pub turns his lust-filled gaze on the pretty superheroine!
Before she can stop them, she’s been tightly tied to a bar stool! Then someone rudely flops her boobs out of her costume. Time to play “Tweak the Nipple!”
A succession of blindfolded boozers stagger towards the poor girl, fingers twitching, as they try to “grip the nip”. Oh what larks! Especially when slobbery old Seth got his horny hands on the prize. Do you know – the old fellow just wouldn’t let go!

 

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[SirNoddy] - Sausage and dumplings

Witchcraft has always been a problem in the village of Pokeham. Even today, any female suspected of dabbling in the dark arts can be “examined” by the local witchfinder, even on the flimsiest evidence.
Someone has reported the fragrant Mrs Katie Perkins to the magistrates. Apparently she was seen kissing frogs and cavorting naked in the woods – which somehow I doubt! I mean, it’s been very chilly lately!
But Katie nevertheless finds herself at the mercy of the current holder of the post, Witchfinder General, Mad Mary Muggins – a seriously crazy old crone with a fanatical detestation of witches, and one or two very unpleasant kinks!
Mad Mary has had poor Katie clamped naked in a witch pillory, known as a Boob Box, whereby the suspect’s bazonkas are tightly squeezed into a wooden brace. It’s most uncomfortable, I’m told, and tends to improve the inquisitor’s chances of a full confession.
Katie is unlikely to confess any time soon, given that’s she’s efficiently gagged! Mary, meanwhile, gets to work with a special torment – a large Humpshire sausage, dipped in hot chilli sauce! Oh dear, oh dear!

 

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[SirNoddy] - Stuck

Why isn’t Miss Poppy in the school canteen at lunchtime? Is she on a diet again? Well, not quite.
You see, this morning, the young teacher had set her class of oafish dim-wits a rather tough Algebra test. “We’re stuck, Miss,” they moaned.
Poppy told them that no-one would be going to lunch until they’d solved the puzzle! She said, rather imperiously, “If you’re ‘stuck’, then you’ll miss your dinner!”
That was rather a silly thing to say. The class of ruffians rebelled - and soon had poor Poppy stripped off and roped to a chair. And while the chaps are hopeless at Maths, they’re pretty good at knots.
Now it’s Poppy who’s stuck – her big bottom wedged in the back of the chair!

 

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[SirNoddy] - The catch

It’s a shame for the village lads in Pokeham. Thanks to a serious gender imbalance, there’s a real shortage of girlfriend material!
But, every autumn the new intake at Tyedown Ladies College – an academy for posh girls aged 18-21 – arrives at Pokeham Halt, the village railway station.
It’s quite a long walk down dark, leafy lanes from the station to the college up the hill from the village. And, of course, the fragrant new girls with their big boobs and long legs, dressed in their flouncy skirts, have no idea of the peril they’re in as they set off for the college.
Most of the girls make it to the school without incident, but there’s always one or two who lag behind – and they’re the ones the randy village lads are looking out for! Oh what larks! The very woods seem to echo to the sounds of girlish squeaks and squeals!

 

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[SirNoddy] - The massage

Ginger McMuffet’s poor back was aching, so she booked a session with a local massage parlour.
When she got there the masseuse, a creepy looking fellow called Mr Slobberygob, ordered her to disrobe and lie face-down on the massage bed – a piece of equipment especially designed for the “fuller figure”, he said, incorporating handy holes for the patient’s boobs!
Ginger thought it was all part of the service when the filthy old man began to strap her down. “To keep you nice and safe, my dear,” he said.
Then he popped a gag in her mouth - “to stop you from biting your tongue, my dear,” he said. Then he disappeared!
Ginger just lay there, wondering what he was up to – when suddenly, from under the table, she felt strong fingers grip her left bosom! And then – someone’s hot breath on her naked nipple! Oh I say!

 

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[SirNoddy] - Home gym

Kind-hearted Poppy regularly visits some of the old folk in the village of Pokeham, to make sure they’re ok, and not too lonely. Sadly, some of the devious oldies rather take advantage of her good nature.
Take retired proctologist, Dr Ivor Throbb. He really enjoys the young teacher’s home calls. Today he answered the door in just his pyjama top and slippers, the dirty old goat. Then he invited Poppy into his “home gym”!
Somehow he managed to persuade the girl to try out his latest device, saying it might help her lose some weight around the hips! Well, he might have been telling the truth, because she got quite a work-out, I can tell you!

 

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[SirNoddy] - Lingerie night

Poppy doesn’t earn much money as a trainee teacher – so she takes a few part-time jobs, one of which is selling pretty lingerie to local ladies in Pokeham. She is even happy to model the various flimsy items in customers’ homes. It can be quite lucrative!
But sometimes she falls for a quite obvious trick.
All Charlie Todger had to do was put on a high pitched voice down the phone to Poppy, requesting a home visit. Poppy, of course, had no idea that the only person at home was a dirty old man - until she turned up on his doorstep. But, she’s a broad-minded young lady, so Poppy assumed Charlie had a bit of a cross-dressing kink!
He has a kink, all right, but not that! Poppy had no sooner changed into a lacy corset, stockings and heels, than Charlie had her bound and ball-gagged, and suspended from the ceiling! Poppy could tell from the evil glint in the old buzzard’s eye that he had other plans for the evening!