It is now spring 2004. T and I had been indulging in spanking sessions over the last four months. Most had been for pleasure, with just two sessions for punishment! ‘We were both loving the experience.’ I loved using the slipper with T across my lap. The sound that reverberates in a closed space from supple leather on naked flesh from a well-delivered swat is like sweet music. Multiply that with fifty or a hundred swats,...
Harry had dreaded this moment ever since starting at sixth form college. Harry was eighteen and his girlfriend, Sarah, also eighteen, was the daughter of the headmistress at his sixth-form college. What he dreaded, and what was happening today, was that he had earned a double detention, which he was currently sitting, knowing that he would be called to attend the headmistress's study, to be caned by her, his girlfriend's...
Janet and Angela were both sixty-eight, grandmas, and lived together. Their birthdays were just one week apart, and they celebrated their sixty-eighth birthday three weeks ago. They had invited all their friends and whilst the party started off very well, some of their friends drank too much, arguments started, things were thrown across the room, the TV screen was damaged, the curtains broken off the rail, and the sofa an...
Fiona remained standing, looking down at the still blurred outline of Miss Brown, her hands on her head, pretty sure that her hair mound was now glistening with her sex juice, but hoping not. Miss Brown remained silent and made it look as though she was doing paperwork, but kept looking towards the still sobbing Fiona, and saw how turned-on she was. It was so telling, but better that she knew because then she would make s...
All day, at work, I've thought about this encounter. Nervous but excited. It's like when I know I'm in for a good session in bed. I knock on the door. She's there, dressed as any average teacher would be. She waves me through. "Right, six of the best will straighten you out. Get those panties down." I lower my knickers. "Now, bend over and touch your toes." I feel the breeze across my bare buttocks as I stretch down. Swis...
Fiona was sitting on her bed, still naked, looking down at the senior Kane. A few moments ago she had gone into her mum's bedroom, got the cane from the cupboard, also seeing the other two canes still there, and took the cane back to her bedroom, and two pillows she knew she would have to lie across. She then had to wait for her mum. At exactly seven-thirty Dyane went upstairs and, without knocking because this was all ab...
Tony walked into the cafe for a coffee. He had ordered and was waiting for his coffee to arrive when he looked around at the tables and was surprised to see someone he recognised. It was Miss Lawson, his form teacher when at school in Year 11, and he hadn't seen her since leaving school the following year and going to sixth form college. Tony got his coffee and decided to go and say hullo although wasn't sure Miss Lawson...
This follows on from my story, Andrew's New Experience: Brianna was just one door away from Mrs M when she saw Laura coming towards her. She knew that Laura was also seventeen and also was sent to be dealt with by Mrs M. In fact, she could see that Laura was deliberately holding her hands in front of her, which was the normal sign that she wanted to make sure that she didn't rub her bottom as she was walking along the str...
Introduction: Hi all, I'm Allan and I'm seventy. I'm a little overweight but still in reasonable health and am a dirty old man and pervert! Well, some would consider me such. Why? Well, because I am continually thinking about sex and daydreaming, fantasising, and wishing about spanking girls' bottoms. Yes, there are few things that turn me on and excite me more than the sight of a lass, her bare bottom bright red and...
Kristina carried Mrs B's case up to the large second bedroom with its ensuite bathroom. Once there she unpacked the case, checking Mrs B's tops, skirts and dresses weren't creased before hanging them in the cupboard. One top and one dress were creased, and so she left them on the bed so she could iron them before putting them in the cupboard. Kristina knew that Mrs B used to be in a relationship with Heather's dad and eve...
Yvonne was driving home, with Alison in the front seat next to her who was clearly struggling to cope with her stinging bottom as she squirmed around on the seat, particularly when going over any bumps in the road. She would also look in the mirror and saw Tess and Pauline, both looking tense, and both also squirming around on their stinging buttons. Yvonne played over in her mind what had been promised back at the shop....
Officer Lucas walked up the pathway looking really authoritative in her official Discipline Centre uniform of a beige short-sleeved shirt, matching beige shorts, a brown belt, and beige ankle socks. She rang the doorbell. A few moments later the door opened, and a shocked Sandra Beckett stood there. Sandra was sixty, her hair now grey and she was wearing a summery floral sleeveless dress which was low-cut showing off her...
Adam was excited as he made his way to the coffee bar. He was sixteen, nearly seventeen, and his desire to know what it was like to be spanked had gotten stronger and stronger over the last few months. It started when Adam watched a film from the 1950s that showed a boy his age being caned at school. He had never been caned himself, but it set him wondering what it felt like. Then, he watched a film that included a young...
They drove through the impressive gates towards a massive early-1900’s style mansion at exactly noon. As her aunt had planned, they had left home at 10:30. The ride here in the back of the Maserati, which her aunt delighted in throwing around curves, had been very uncomfortable thanks to her being dressed formally in a tight girdle which squeezed her sore bottom. Her offence? None. Her aunt had decided she needed to be ‘k...
I saw her boots first when she removed my blindfold. Those long, shiny, black, leather boots. They reached all the way to her slender thighs. I was on my knees, with my face on the floor, not allowed to move or lookup. When I was blindfolded, she had undressed me and put me in some form of leather clothing. Now, I could see what it was. It was a red, leather straitjacket. So, that’s how she tied my arms on the front, I th...
