Tim has just recovered after another hard spanking from Diane, with Emma, watching. He sat in his room for almost an hour before his eyes cleared up from all the crying and his bottom stopped stinging so much. He also had enough time to masturbate and enjoy two fabulous orgasms. Going downstairs to the living room, he found Diane sitting and reading a magazine. Emma had gone to meet some friends, so it was just the two of...

Tim was in his bedroom, recovering after yet another great post-spanking orgasm. They were the best and most intense orgasms. Just thirty minutes ago, Tim was over Diane’s knee, having his bare bottom soundly spanked with a heavy wooden hairbrush. He didn’t do anything wrong and actually asked for the spanking exactly as he has done almost weekly for the last few months. His life was not always happy, and his childhood wa...

The autumn glow from outside shone through the voiles and blinds and into the main bedroom. The warm light was shining on Miss Lexington as she undressed. She slowly took down her underwear, and once again, pushed her bottom out as she guided the lingerie down past her knees to the floor. She took her high-heels off and was completely naked. Chris’ cock was throbbing and solid. Even though his cock was quite worn out, it...

“Yes, Christopher. You flirting around my female staff members is something I take seriously. I can not have that in my corporate facility. I need you to be concentrated on doing what I require from you, that is one hundred percent efficiency,” Miss Lexington said loudly, as she grabbed his face and forced him to look at her. Chris was feeling very nervous now as he didn’t think it was that bad that he had touched her hee...

The lights had been out in Miss Lexington’s bedroom for around ten minutes. Chris had been lying awake, thinking over the last day and a half, here at Miss Lexington's immaculate home. He wanted to know, what was it about the Sunday Telegraph that Miss Lexington was looking forward to. He thought it was best to get to sleep and see it play out in the morning. Just as he was starting to drift off, he suddenly remembered th...

Back in the bedroom with the door closed, the female opera music was playing louder than usual. Miss Lexington was pouring the champagne into the two glasses. She handed one to Chris and told him to sip and swirl it around his mouth before drinking the whole glass. She then told him to undress and bend over the bed. Being totally obedient to her demands, he did as he was told. Miss Lexington watched him whilst sipping her...

It was 08:00am on Saturday morning and Miss Lexington got up and out of the bed right away and went in to the en-suite. Chris had awoken and just lay there under the queen-size, taped-together sheet, awaiting her return before he moved. He looked around the room at the decor and pictures, thinking about the previous day’s events. A few minutes later, she was back in the bedroom; she pulled the queen-size sheet off the bed...

Walking up the stairs, Chris followed as Miss Lexington led the way, returning to the pristine, main bedroom. The room was lit, with ambient light from lamps in each corner of the room with brighter, warm-white LEDs above the headboard wall. Female opera melodies were playing out around the room. Miss Lexington pointed to the bed. “Lay out the pages, and cover the bed in the same manner I had them. Be sure to wrap the pil...

Natasha Lexington, the powerful CEO of her family’s highly successful technology company, Lexington Nanotron Corporation, was sitting in her immaculate, top-floor office. It was Thursday afternoon and the week had brought a packed schedule. LNC had agreed to a deal with a Berlin-based technology company worth many hundreds of thousands and potentially millions in the future. She was sorting through the final report of the...

I love when King gives me challenges. Last week I complained that the Maintenance Saturdays were becoming too routine. That was when he handed me $20.00 and tasked me with buying materials and making something that would make them more "interesting." I did my research and dug into my childhood memories of making all kinds of things with jute - plant hangers, necklaces, anklets. After going to the local craft store, I got...

I know I shouldn't enjoy this. I know it isn't 'feminist' to enjoy being where I am, bent over his knee, submitting. His hand strikes my left buttock, then my right. The sting is pleasant. My bottom is bare, but I have a shirt on. It's more realistic. The 'crack' of hand on flesh rings out. God, it feels good. My bottom must be reddening. He's spanked me, what, twenty odd times. He's fully erect, and I'm wet. Occasionally...

“How’s that graphic novel idea coming along?” Sophia asked, pouring Micah another cup of coffee. It was a beautiful Saturday morning and they were taking breakfast on the back screened in porch. Sophia was boarding only two dogs who were happily soaking up the sun next to her herb garden. “Slowly,” Micah answered. “It’s a big expense with having to hire artists and editors, but the company has agreed to do some product te...

Naturally, Greg was free the following evening. Micah instructed Sophia to dress appropriately for the evening. She was to remember that not only was Greg a neighbor, but she was also, as Micah’s submissive, representing him. Sophia knew how he liked her to dress and should have no problem finding something appropriate. Despite also enjoying wearing skirts and dresses, Sophia had other ideas. She knew very well that Micah...