Hand spanking Stories

The weekend of Diana’s visit was a resounding success. Sunday was spent with more sightseeing, this time with the kids in tow as they started at Zoo Tampa. Both Lee and Diana were very fond of animals and often visited the local zoo wherever they traveled. A late lunch was also kid-oriented as they went for the all-American meal of hamburger, french fries, and Cokes, though at an upscale restaurant. Seeing her Dad with Ci...

It was seven-thirty when Pam got out of bed and headed for the kitchen. She said I should do what I needed for the day in the bathroom, and then she would follow. I told her the bathroom was all hers. I was getting dressed and the entire house had the aroma of a country kitchen. Pam came into the bedroom, carefully removed her nighty, slipped into a bra and undies, grabbed a skirt, and left again. I heard her moving thing...

Phil returned to work Monday, still in a euphoric daze. Just a few weeks ago, the submissive life he and his beloved Sandra had cultivated so carefully over years was non-existent since her untimely death, resorting to elaborate scenes of self-inflicted pain to create a pale shadow of that life he loved. Now, through a happy accident, both his sexy next-door neighbor and his suggestive but somewhat distant sister-in-law w...

“Someone’s sitting in my chair,” I said sternly, trying to get back into my disciplinarian role. “Oops! Sorry!” Candy said as she got up. “You’re not gonna spank me like Diane did, are you, Daddy? My poor hiney!” she whined. I sat on the hard chair, Candy giggling when she saw me visibly wince from the pain. Diane had done an incredible job of beating my bare ass, but sitting on a punished bottom was usually a pleasant ex...