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 … Continue reading Victoria’s Secret →

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 … Continue reading The Discipline Diary →

The House Rules

The punishments at my house were given in 4 varieties: 3, 6, 12, or 24 strokes with Daddy’s thick leather belt, always on the bare butt, always given very hard, always in the same position: bent over, hands at your ankles, legs straight. Breaking position or being uncooperative once was forgiven with a warning. Twice … Continue reading The House Rules →

Coming Home

A first person account by Katie K. The one thing I’ll never forget about living in the Larsons’ house was the wooden paddle that hung on a nail in the downstairs hallway. It was about a foot long, an inch thick, light brown, and oval-shaped with a small handle on top. It was well-made but … Continue reading Coming Home →

Rebecca’s Revenge, Part 1

Rebecca closed her locker, and looked anxiously up at the clock as it struck noon. In only ten minutes she was expected in the dean’s office, and typically a summons to see the dean only meant one thing. She looked dejectedly at the piece of paper in her hand. It was marked with her Calculus … Continue reading Rebecca’s Revenge, Part 1 →

A Wife Learns to Punish

“Honey, may I have a word with you please?” Jennifer hollered from the kitchen. Dan groaned as he rolled off the couch, and paused the game. He sat up, and rolled his eyes. “What is it this time…my darling wife?” he replied in the sarcastic tone that had come to characterize … Continue reading A Wife Learns to Punish →

The Whipping Tree

Thomas hung his head as he plodded on along the dirt path toward the large oak tree that stood ominously behind the main house. In his right hand he held a thick strap made of brown leather. In his left hand was a piece of paper, folded carefully in half. As the mid … Continue reading The Whipping Tree →

Whipped by a Woman

When I was about 35 years old I dated a girl named Jennifer - a 27 year old, 5'2''-ish, adorable half-Chinese woman with black hair, brown eyes, and a small, but shapely frame. She was on the shy side, but it was only part of her charm. She wasn't a dominant, or even a fetishist, … Continue reading Whipped by a Woman →

A Lesson in Obedience, Part 2

F/m spanking, no sex By the time I reached the top of the stairs the usual chip on my shoulder had given way to sweaty palms, and a knot in my stomach. I was now nothing more than a helpless, naughty boy who had been sent off to await discipline. I normally would have been … Continue reading A Lesson in Obedience, Part 2 →

The Ultimatum, Part 2

Previously, on The Ultimatum, Part 1: Her grasp on my wrist tightened, and she pinned it against my hip. I felt her leg cross over both of mine. The new restraints felt like a straight jacket. Now my humiliation of being bent over her lap in my white briefs, was worsened by a feeling of … Continue reading The Ultimatum, Part 2 →