Victoria’s Secret
A first person account by Tanner K. The worst punishment I ever received was my first and only spanking from my stepmom, Victoria. (Although she was my Dad’s fiance at the time). I secretly dressed up in her bra and panties when she was away on the week-long business trips she took every now and…
Deflowered in Darkness
Jessie Anne waited eagerly on the bed, the scent and touch of which was pleasantly unfamiliar. Her naked butt was high in the air, and her face was buried into the mattress. She was nervous, for sure. Her hands dampened the comforter as she grasped it. But her heart was pounding with excitement. I guess…
The Wedding Crasher
Kyle heard the tapping of high heels rushing toward him as he left the restroom and then the unexpected sensation of a woman’s cool hands over his eyes. “Guess who!” she whispered into his ear. “Ummm…is it Kelly?” She giggled. “Nope!” “Is it Amanda?” “Try again, sweetie.” “Ummm…Jesssica???” “Wow, you suck at this!” she said,…
Crime and Punishment
“Good afternoon, Ma’am. Do you know why I pulled you over?” asked the officer, looking down at his subject with an air of callous authority. The young woman gave a grimaced smile and scrunched her shoulders to her ears. “Was it because I wasn’t wearing any panties?” The officer’s brooding gaze broke into embarrassed laughter.…
The Discipline Diary
Dear discipline diary… First off, I hate you. You’re stupid and I wish you didn’t exist. The only reason I’m writing in you right now is because daddy is being a big, mean asshole. It’s bad enough I have to get punished when he comes home but the fact that he makes me write about…
Over the Nanny’s Knee, Part 4
Continued from Over the Nanny’s Knee Part 3 or to start from the beginning, click here! I stripped down to my birthday suit and stood with my nose in the corner. By this time my tears had stopped and had given way to a full erection — not just any erection, but the aching, throbbing…
Over the Nanny’s Knee, Part 3
Continued from Over the Nanny’s Knee, Part 1 and Part 2 Going over Nancy’s lap for a spanking ended up being every bit as uncomfortable and embarrassing as I thought it would be. And I would have said that even if she hadn’t made me open up all of the windows, but that obviously made…
Over the Nanny’s Knee Part 2
This story is a continuation of Over the Nanny’s Knee It was Friday afternoon. Standing in the corner of Nancy’s room, holding a big wooden spoon in my hands with my pants and underwear at my ankles wasn’t exactly my idea of a good time, but there I was. I had followed her instructions to the…
Your Final Warning…
Good evening young man, I’m assuming you’re reading this in the evening since that’s typically when naughty little perverts like yourself go on the internet to get themselves off. Don’t try to deny it. I know exactly what you’ve been doing…reading erotica and having inappropriate fantasies about women or men that you have no business…
Over the Nanny’s Knee
Nancy Hall was only five years older than me when she started her job as our new nanny. Well, she wasn’t my nanny, per se. I was already grown and starting college. But I had three much younger siblings and my parents were gone on business so often that they needed someone to look after…
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