Discipline centre Stories

Laura was twenty and a real beauty in everybody's eyes. Slim with a fabulous figure and a 36C bra cup, a regular at the gym so had well-toned arms and legs, a flat tummy, long dark brown hair that flowed over her shoulders and arms, and wore the skimpiest of clothes whenever she could, normally a vest top and shorts, so showing off her bare arms and legs and cleavage. She was full-time at college still, but on a course th...

Kathy, who was sixty, was walking down the road towards the discipline centre because of the violation she intentionally committed. Being punished at a discipline centre was something that she had fantasised about for so many years, and yet she had never once been spanked or caned, and throughout her life had been looked upon as a truly alpha female. For years now, she would look at women she passed in the street or saw a...