Every time Pete visited his girlfriend Stacy's house, there was a tension in the air that only Pete and her mom felt. Ever since her mom spanked him, they had this bond that no one else knew about. Stacy was oblivious to the hints and looks they shared. He had fantasized for days about being punished by her mom again, but the fear of her paddle outweighed his cravings, for now at least. Pete wasn't the only one fantasizin...

Lady Lucille’s Bar & Grill has been a fixture down on Second Street for many years. Supposedly it was once even closer to the river, but back in the big floods of ’93 it survived only because the owner and patrons got together to sandbag a six foot high flood wall all the way around it. Once the floods went down, the owner picked up the building and moved the bar three blocks– and about twenty feet in elevation– up to wha...

Nine o’clock. Despite the (relative) earliness of the hour, she could see that Bertie was getting tired. His eyes were beginning to show that glazed look, and his attention was wandering. “Are you ready for bed, sweetie?” she offered. He shook his head. “No, I’m going to the night shift by the day after tomorrow. I need to start keeping later hours.” If that was his goal, they’d started on the wrong foot. They’d spent all...

Middle age wasn't going very well for me. I'm already in my mid-fifties, my career stalled ten tears ago, hubby disappeared two years ago, and I know that, had I let myself, I'd have become one of those people who only venture forth to work, shop and nothing else. I'm a shop manager and meeting people every day is exhausting. I like them. Work them. Take their hard-earned cash from them and find it quite fulfilling...then...

Pete was sitting on the couch at his girlfriend Stacy's house, waiting for her to get ready. Her mom had invited him in and offered him a drink. Pete watched as her mom worked in the kitchen, admiring her curvy body. She looked up, catching his eyes as he averted them downward. Smiling to herself, she continued cleaning the counter. "You know, you could be a little more discreet," she said teasingly. "I apologize, ma'am....

Every year, Mary and Tony would do a review of all aspects of their lives together, especially financial. This year’s review included their sexual relationship. Tony wanted more variety and adventure in their sex life and had asked Mary to give him a spanking. Mary didn’t think she could do it, but a friend had recommended a service provider, Amy, who provided such services. Amy, among other services, would spank her clie...

I'd been promoted to branch manager a few years ago and was very successful in that role. I prided myself highly on the output of my branch. I'd taken a new approach when interacting with my subordinates. While my predecessor used fear tactics to persuade, I worked to get to know and understand the workers that were placed under my supervision. My approach to each person was different and unique to their perspective and m...

Sophia wiggled slightly, lying on the bed, her ass raised on pillows, awaiting Micah's return home. Today was Friday, which meant a maintenance spanking (Read chapter 20 for more of the Spring Rules). She sighed contentedly, pleased with her decision to live the BDSM lifestyle 24/7. Throughout the last few years, they'd gone from trying out the BDSM lifestyle a few times a week to living it continually, mainly because she...

“Honey, it’s time.” I’m sunken so fast into the screen in front of me that I barely hear her. At the back of my mind is a reminder that this is important, that she has something to impart to me. My eye picks her up, a flicker of movement at the corner of my vision. I tell her that I can turn my attention to her in just a moment. A glance was all she needed, and now she has me. I see a mosaic of little details—the skin of...

A little about myself: I was born in 1969 to a woman who was seventeen at the time. My father has been in and out of my life and absent for the last twenty years. I have three step-siblings, all from different Fathers. I lost my virginity and got pregnant all at the same time during a U2 concert in 1987. My first husband, Gerry, who was a friend of my older brother, lifted my skirt and fucked me to the rhythm of the music...

Most people would describe Pete as a spoiled brat. He lived a life of ease growing up as an only child in upper-middle-class suburbia. His parents were overly protective, insulating him from the consequences of any bad behavior. By the time he reached eighteen, he'd descended into a rude, disrespectful prick who took everything that was given to him for granted. On top of their enabling tendencies, his parents were hardly...

Life carried on. Schoolwork was going well for Mary, and she was getting the low fifties in her test results, which were now down to the routine half-term and end-of-term checks. She looked a little embarrassed when one evening, she said to us, “Please, can I talk over something with you?” “Yes, of course.” “It’s my friend Janet. She’s been doing not so well in her tests. A few weeks ago, she saw my caned bottom in the sh...

The cliché hot stepmom fantasy was real life for Pete. He had just graduated high school and was living at his parents's house, trying to save up money for college. His dad got remarried a couple of months ago to a beautiful woman in her mid-forties. She was very sweet and kind to Pete. He found it awkward to call this bombshell mom, but she insisted, and he became more comfortable with it over time. She always wore skimp...

It’s our new tradition. I pack, go to work, drive and meet my mom and drop off the kids. Then I turn off “Mom” mode and become my own person again. This trip I stop at Adam and Eve and grab a few things for our weekend. I walk in, feeling nervous but also slightly turned on. It is my first-time shopping for sex toys without you. I browse along the walls until I get to the BDSM portion of the store. My eyes glance over all...