Yet again I marvel how little it takes to set me off when I happen across a tiniest spanking reference.

I’m reading a novel I’m getting awfully fond of, “Vita Nostra” by Marina & Sergey Dyachenko, in Russian. This book actually has plenty to keep me happy without such mundane thing like spanking scenes or anything. I mean, it’s set in a college, and the theme is “fear” (of teachers, by students), so really, it doesn’t *need* direct references.

I was, however, unduly excited when I read this teeny tiny paragraph (from a teacher, to a student, whom he’d just slapped for putting herself in danger):

Forgive me for striking you. But you need to be struck more than this. I would thrash you if I could.

This isn’t much, but it made me so, so happy. It would be ridiculous, if it didn’t feel so good.