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Old 04-05-2019, 08:52 AM
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Great story as usual and no need for apologies. Will and Jerry served their purpose and the main thing is Danielle got her comeuppance. I loved the last Kathrine Wray stand alone, can't wait for the next one.
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Old 04-08-2019, 11:18 AM
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Thanks hocman - appreciated as always.

I’m hoping to have my new Katherine Wray story completed by the weekend. In the meantime, and understanding that the anonymity of our avatar names doesn’t always permit one to know if commenters here are make or female, I’d be particularly interested in knowing the thoughts of any women readers on the following:

1. Is the idea of a bossy, arrogant woman being humbled by a public stripping something that appeals to you?

2. Have you in your experience encountered a Danielle Parnell of your own? Have these stories or your own imagination permitted you to envision her humbling in a Danielle Parnell like scenario?

3. Have you imagined this happening to you and how does it make you feel to put yourself in Danielle’s (high heeled) shoes?

That’s really it from here. Thanks to all for continuing to enjoy the stories!
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Old 04-15-2019, 07:13 AM
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Those are great questions. For me part of the appeal of a story is the reaction of other woman witnessing the stripping/spanking of Danielle or whomever. Obo and Shaw also were very good at working this into their story lines. I always thought Beginners Luck would have be so much better with added shots of Spanky's mom ladies group or the mothers backstage laughing at Kitty's dis-robement.
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Speaking of "Beginner's Luck". Well done Chasmo adapting that particular instrument of debasement to the well deserving Ms. Parnell.

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Old 04-15-2019, 12:37 PM
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Thanks to both of you for your feedback.

For my part the reaction of other women witnessing a snob’s downfall - particularly if they have been subjected to her arrogance - is priceless. As I’ve mentioned before, I’ve shared some of these tales with women who know the real Danielle and they have to a person said that they would love to see her actually have a major public comeuppance involving stripping.

As for my next story I’ve put Katherine on the back burner because I learned last week that Danielle has made some very snide comments about a friend of mine who was crushed when she found out.

Stay tuned for “Bikini Carwash” which will serve Mrs. Parnell some well deserved humble pie.

I’m also eager to know if anyone on the forum suspects who the real Danielle Parnell may be (she is by no means famous - one would have to know her but the stories contain many clues). To avoid outing anyone in violation of the OCC rules folks should feel free to send a private message with any guesses!

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I think the fact that there is someone similar to Danielle in real life makes these stories all the more fun to read. Thinking that something could actually occur to cause her comeuppance is enjoyable. How lucky you are that you might witness (or cause) such an event.

As the Parnell clan continues to age in your stories, there may come a time where Anna suffers a mishap and finds herself on the receiving end like her mother.

Looking forward to the next installment.
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Danielle Parnell was incensed as she pulled her brand new Bentley GT convertible into the circle drive in front of the prestigious Gonzaga High School in downtown Washington, DC. The comely counselor was outraged both because her son Will, a senior at the boy’s only Jesuit-run institution, had been involved that day in some physical altercation (no doubt - fumed the beautiful barrister - at some progressively liberal boy’s goading), and because Dr. Eric Bloom - Gonzaga’s new head master who until recently been the superintendent of the public school system that served the town in which the Parnell family abode was located - had somehow determined to summon Danielle to the school to address the situation in real time.

As the Managing Partner of SmythKnight, one of the world's largest and most prestigious law firms, Danielle Parnell was not accustomed to being summoned - especially by the likes of Dr. Eric Bloom who in Mrs. Parnell’s gorgeous emerald eyes was a particularly weak-willed, pathetic little man. Rather, in her world, one of privilege based on meritocracy not the hash-tag affirmative action campaigns of the masses, Danielle did the summoning -- especially when it came to men and boys.

Stepping from her nearly quarter million dollar car by placing one of her towering four and half inch black leather Prada heels onto the sidewalk, the 47 year old mother of three smiled as she caught a glimpse of her spectacular visage - a perfect bland of Keri Russel and Miranda Kerr - in the magnificent machine's sideview mirror.

"Bloom doesn't have any idea what's in store for him," she thought to herself, "nor does whatever cow of a mother with whom I'll no doubt be expected to "make nice" after her miscreant son decided to start a fight with my Will."

The vision of Danielle emerging from her car, along with the solid sound of its massive door shutting behind her, was enough to cause the neck of every male - teacher, father or student - to immediately snap in Mrs. Parnell's direction - and she loved it. Atop her towering heels Danielle was sporting a black stretch-knit Alexander McQueen pencil skirt that sat snugly at the smallest part of her trim waist before flaring out slightly to a fluted hem. It profiled the magnificent mother of three’s splendiferous ass perfectly and, with geometric cutouts from mid-thigh downward, gave more than a glimpse of her highly exercised and tan thighs before ending where her leanly muscled calves began. Danielle’s ruthless dedication to fitness had provided her the body of women half her age and her spectacular bottom - a perfect peach that seemed etched from marble - along with her incredible legs, were among her most fantastic features.

Tucked into the snug waist of her fashionable skirt the sexy solicitor wore a tight, black, long-sleeved, cashmere Balenciaga sweater, the fit of which profiled her ample breasts perfectly and the crew neck of which permitted all observers a view -- in stark relief against her tanned supple neck -- of the resplendent diamond choker she had chosen to wear from among her fabulous jewelry collection. Her luxurious brown mane - sun-streaked with blond highlights - was blown out perfectly and reached halfway down her perfectly formed back.

To protect them against the sun, Mrs. Parnell’s gorgeous emerald eyes were shielded by a pair of mirrored Porsche aviator sunglasses which also permitted her to look disdainfully upon the growing crowd of men and boys who couldn’t avert heir eyes from her splendor. Although she strove for and was fed by their collective lust, she would never permit them to know that fact. To the contrary, Danielle’s highest highs came from “catching” one of these pathetic, horny, losers fawning over her and then calling him out loudly and publicly for his transgression.

“Eyes up here Father Thomas” . . . “what would your mother think Callum “ . . . and “your wife is right there Mr. Hess,” were only a few of the many barbs that Danielle had hurled at Gonzaga’s male population during Will’s nearly four years at the school. She simply reveled in using her beauty to attract and humiliate men. In fact, the only thing that brought Danielle Parnell more joy was doing so in front of their wives, girlfriends and mothers because that act - in addition to castigating her pathetic male admirers - likewise made it clear to their spouses, girlfriends and moms how pathetic they were in comparison to the glorious vision that was Danielle - the hags.

“Your men all want to see me and you cows all want to be me,” Mrs. Parnell would purr out of anyone's earshot in these moments - she truly loved herself!

As Danielle pushed open the large oak double doors that led into Gonzaga High School's opulent marble foyer, she was annoyed to encounter Adam Sanin, a senior at the school, one of Will's so-called friends and a teammate of his on the crew team. In the lovely lawyer's mind there was something about the six foot six inch rower that she could not quite put her finger on that made her like him even less than some of Will's other testosterone filled fellows.

"Be careful where you're walking there Mrs. Parnell," the tall teen offered with more familiarity than Danielle appreciated, "you wouldn’t want to step on the seal - it’s really bad luck.”

At the epicenter of the school's impressive entrance was a rather large circular mosaic that in tiles of purple, gold, white, blue, brown and red depicted a majestic eagle alighting on a massive granite stone with an olive branch held firmly within its powerful beak and a large cross in one of its tightly closed talons. As school lore had it, walking across the seal could have cataclysmic consequences for the trespasser and there were very few students in recent memory who dared to test the thesis (of course, the consequences for any young charge of the high school would likely amount to no more than JUG (Judgement Under God or detention as public schools called it), but the school had done a great job at - quite literally - putting the fear of God in its students).

Put off both by the boy's overly familiar tone as well as by his thinking he could tell her where she could walk or not, Danielle Parnell reacted in characteristically arrogant fashion.

"I'll walk wherever I please young man," Mrs. Parnell haughtily proclaimed. "In case you've forgotten, it's the largesse of parents like me who fund the scholarships that permit children like you to attend this school. And while you and your mother may tiptoe around some seal in the hopes of finding your luck . . . no doubt to win the lottery . . . my son and I rely on hard work not superstitions to create ours. Now why don't you run along to class before I let the coach know you've been loitering."

And then, delighted by her rebuke of the humbled high-schooler, whose own humiliation was compounded due to Gonzaga's cheerleaders (constituted by girls from sister school Georgetown Visitation) entering the lobby during his virtual emasculation, Danielle purposefully and smugly strode directly across the Gonzaga seal on her way to see her next target - Dr. Eric Bloom.

"Bad luck indeed," she laughed to herself, "pathetic."

Unbeknownst to the sexy solicitor as she sashayed away in self satisfaction, Mrs. Emily Duncan had witnessed Mrs. Parnell's shameless mockery of Adam Sanin as had Sister Beatrice Sadlier, one of the few nuns who still worked at Gonzaga and who was escorting Mrs. Duncan to her own meeting with Dr. Bloom. Like Danielle, Emily Duncan had also been requested to come to the school due to her son, Calum, having had an altercation with another boy.

"Forgive me Mrs. Duncan," began the octogenarian woman of God, "but that Mrs. Parnell's prideful nature just makes my blood boil. Her lack of respect for the traditions of our school - not to mention the shameful way she dresses and comports herself around these boys - simply shouldn't be permitted to stand."

"I couldn't agree more Sister Beatrice," began Emily Duncan mindful of holding her tongue in front of the old nun about how much she'd really love to see that Parnell tease taken down a few pegs, "but she is the President of the Mothers' Guild after all which does require time and dedication to the school."

Choking on her own words while silently thinking that the little show-off also had every man and boy transfixed by her spell, Emily continued, "who knows Sister - perhaps treading over the school seal again today will finally catch up with her."

"That's just an old wives tale dear," smiled the aged cleric crestfallen, "we tell the boys that to avoid having to incur the costs of cleaning the mosaic as often as we otherwise might. I'm sure Mrs. Parnell won't suffer any bad luck today."

"Unless we make some for her," came a disembodied woman's voice from around the corner that only Emily appeared to hear.

"Oh, hey there Rachel," smiled Mrs. Duncan when she spotted the speaker emerging into the hall.

"Hey Em, and hello Sister," responded Rachel Miras, the mother of a recent Gonzaga graduate and perennial high school prankster - Billy Miras - who was in town to see her daughter Sharon, one of the Georgetown Visitation cheerleaders - perform at the day's scheduled pep rally.

"Why hello Mrs. Miras," Sister Beatrice politely responded while looking anxiously at her watch. "Mrs. Duncan, if you think you can find your own way to Dr. Bloom's office, I should really take my leave to help set up for the pep rally."

"Of course Sister," responded Emily Duncan, "and thanks as always for your help."

As Sister Beatrice Sadlier ambled away, Emily's thoughts turned immediately from the old woman's kindness to Rachel Miras' soon to be prophetic words.

"What exactly did you mean 'unless we make some for her' Rachel," asked Calum's mom excitedly, "and what's that black string in your hand?"

** *

"You brought me down here for this," stormed an incensed Danielle Parnell at Gonzaga's new principal, "for this. Mark my words Bloom, I wield more power at this school than you ever will and I promise your days here are numbered."

"And you," the comely counselor glowered imperiously down at Calum Duncan who was sitting in a chair in Dr. Bloom's office wondering where his own mother might be and fearing for his future, "are you so weak-willed that when faced with my son challenging your belief in the unfounded and salacious allegations brought against now Justice Kavanaugh that you resort to pouring a milk shake over his head - pathetic!"

"I'm sorry ma'am," squeaked Calum Duncan as staring at his own feet he wished - just for once - that Will's shrew of a mother didn't always get the best of every member of his family.

"And that's not all mom," whined Will Parnell who, still covered in the remains of Calum's shake spoke up for the first time.

"Be quiet Will," his mother sternly interrupted before rebuking her vanquished son further.
"At some point you need to have mommy stop fighting your battles for you and stick up for yourself like a man."

As Will turned three shades of red, and Calum Duncan snickered to himself, the gorgeous Mrs. Parnell continued her assault, “In fact, as far as I can tell, there isn't a real man in this room. The three of you are an embarrassment to this school and should all be ashamed."

"I expect Doctor Bloom," Danielle continued, "that before the frivolity of today's scheduled pep rally begins that you'll address this situation in front of the entire student body. That you'll remind them that in this country - a country governed by the rule of law - that people are innocent until proven guilty and that while our freedom of speech demands civil discourse around disagreements, the violence and thuggery exhibited by Mr. Duncan against my son Will has no place in this school. Do I make myself clear."

"But Danielle," Eric Bloom began.

"It's Mrs. Parnell to you Eric," Danielle stormed, "and there will be no buts do you hear me."

"Of course Mrs. Parnell," the defeated Doctor Bloom replied, "in fact, why don't you join me, Will and Calum on stage before the rally to add an air of parental authority to my address."

"Seeing as how you've already wasted my time bringing me down here Bloom I'm going to do just that," Danielle huffed, liking the idea very much but not wanting to give Eric Bloom the satisfaction of letting him know.

"That's a wonderful idea Doctor Bloom," came the voice of Emily Duncan as she entered the principal's office accompanied by Rachel Miras.

Although both of the women were well known to Danielle, she thought no more of them than she did of any woman and less than most.

"Why hello Danielle," Mrs. Duncan continued as pleasantly as possible, "Dr. Bloom explained to me what happened and I just wanted to apologize to you and Will for Calum's foolishness."

"But mom . . .," an astonished Calum Duncan began.

"That's enough Calum," his mother interrupted uncharacteristically before she herself was cut off by Danielle.

"In fact that's more than enough out of you Calum," stormed the sexy solicitor who found herself somewhat wrong-footed by Emily Duncan's calmness in the face of her fury.

“And your apology is most certainly not accepted - Emily," the emerald eyed beauty remarked disdainfully.

"I'm sure this little miscreant formed his opinion of Justice Kavanaugh based upon whatever liberal pabulum you're feeding him at home. And to think that you're an officer of the court - you should be ashamed of yourself," Danielle blustered on silencing Mrs. Duncan.

Someone here is going to be ashamed, thought Emily to herself as, holding her tongue, she cast her gaze down to where the errant thread from Danielle's fancy designer skirt began it's journey to Rachel Miras' hand.

"Nothing to say have we," smirked Danielle, errantly misinterpreting Emily's silence for the fear that she customarily struck into other women, "typical . . . and you Miras . . . why are you even here."

"Just tying up some loose ends," smiled Rachel Miras to Danielle's further annoyance.

Seeing from the clock on his wall that the pep rally was nearly at hand, and in an attempt to ease the tension developing in his office, Dr. Eric Bloom was the next to speak.

"Why don't we all go to the stage together," implored the addled administrator. "We can address what happened here today and also show the boys that ultimately our differing views are what make us a stronger community."

"Fine," snipped Danielle who, disgusted by Eric Bloom's naive Cumbyah approach to life but always eager to be the center of attention - particularly in front of an auditorium full of boys and men and with only the likes of Emily Duncan, Rachel Miras and some pathetic high school cheerleaders as "competition" - Danielle Marie Parnell arrogantly led the way followed closely by Dr. Bloom, Will and Calum.

If any one of them had taken his eyes off Danielle's imperiously swaying ass he may have noticed that the bottom of her knit pencil skirt - where it fluted out from her leanly muscled calves - seemed a tiny bit shorter than it had just moments before. That fact of course was not lost on either Emily Duncan or, as she continued to pull on the ever lengthening black thread in her hand, a smiling Rachel Miras.
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Welcome back! And a wonderful start to a new adventure for Ms. Parnell. I look forward for the next chapter.

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Great Part 1. Can't wait for part 2!
Really happy to see you back writing
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Great start and welcome back. I'm laughing already thinking of the joy those 2 are going to have watching Ms. Parnell's skirt disappear.
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