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Neighbor III

Pete thinks he can escape punishment by moving. His neighbor thinks otherwise

A few years passed since he was last spanked by his neighbor, and Pete had moved out of his parent's house to an apartment not far away. He hadn't forgotten her and longed to be punished by her again. She hadn't forgotten him either and wished he still lived next door, so she could punish him for his misbehavior. Pete was running errands and happened to see her at the grocery store. Familiar pangs of excitement and fear r...

Time Waits. A Word Not Spoken

Jack and Maggie Visit a Holiday Lodge

I'd been late. The jury's still out on whether it was on purpose or not. "This is for you, Maggie," she said, sliding a bangle onto my wrist, "but I'm not sure late; naughty girls deserve pretty presents." A truly beautiful piece of two-coloured vintage gold, set with diamonds and rubies, adorned, yes, adorned, my slim wrist. I looked up from it with slightly sparkling eyes. "You should keep it on all the time unless clea...

The Lawyer II

Brat gets the punishment she deserves: An M/f spanking story

With Mia's court date approaching, I called her in for a final meeting to prepare. I arranged to meet her in my office at the end of the day. If the need for another paddling arose, I wanted the rest of the office to be empty so I could deal with the problem properly. Mia entered my office, gave me a lingering glance, and sat in the same chair as the last time she met me here. She looked up at me with those innocent eyes...

Time Waits

A chance meeting quickly developed into something far more intense.

Time waits. But, sometimes, the wait—the anticipation—makes the wait all the more worthwhile. I felt like I'd been waiting fucking forever, and I'd become frustrated in almost every part of my life. Don't get me wrong. The materialistic aspects of life pointed to my being the epitome of success. Car. House. Clothing and accessories. These things, however, had left little time—no, no time—to develop anything but casual, in...