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
Category: F/M
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, … Continue reading The Wedding Crasher
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 … Continue reading Over the Nanny’s Knee, Part 3
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 … Continue reading Your Final Warning…
Sexy Lexi
This is a story about how my most embarrassing moment turned into the best luck I ever had. Her name was Lexi — or as I secretly referred to her in my inner-most thoughts, Sexy Lexi. And she was sexy in the best possible way: a shy, modest dresser who didn’t need anything more than a pair of blue … Continue reading Sexy Lexi
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
Rebecca’s Revenge, Part 4
Rebecca had been lying on her bed in the dark for what seemed like a good 10 minutes before she heard Mark's footsteps on the stairs. She had shut off her laptop, and lit two candles on her nightstand. Beside them was a long strip of leather that she had pulled from her journal, a … Continue reading Rebecca’s Revenge, Part 4
Rebecca’s Revenge, Part 3
It was nearly midnight when Rebecca, seated on her bed with her laptop, heard a soft knock on her door. “Come in!” she said. The door creaked open, and Mark peeked his head in. The light from the hallway lit the otherwise dark room. “Hey, can we talk?” he whispered. “Sure,” said Rebecca with a … Continue reading Rebecca’s Revenge, Part 3
Rebecca’s Revenge, Part 2
Rebecca sat on Mark's bed and waited for him to come home from soccer practice. On Tuesday nights her mom had bible study at her friend's house, and her dad was away on a work trip for the week. The opportunity couldn't have come at a better time. She licked her lips, and smiled deviously … Continue reading Rebecca’s Revenge, Part 2
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