From OTD
By Joanna Jones.
How did I get into corporal punishment?
Well I guess it started about five years ago when I was twenty-two. My big sister was getting married and I, along with a couple of her best friends, were tasked with organising the hen night. Her friends could be a bit wild; I think my sister hoped I would be a voice of semi-sanity and prevent things going too far over the top. If so, she was I suspect sadly mistaken.
However, while a story in itself, the excesses of her hen night are not what this tale is about.
As part of the preparation for her hen night, of course, we wanted some of the usual lewd items and ended up looking in some suitable shops in the Soho area of London.
