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 →

A Lesson in Obedience, Part 3

Note: This story is part 3 in a series but reads just fine on its own without any knowledge of the previous stories. Enjoy! Act 1: There is a cool October afternoon from years ago that sticks out in my memory. I was walking home from school with a heavy backpack full of textbooks. I … Continue reading A Lesson in Obedience, Part 3 →

Beauty and the Beta

Loren Holder was a new server at my favorite restaurant - a small hole-in-the-wall Mexican place called Cabo Cantina. I was a regular, so we found ourselves on a first name basis after she had been working there for only a couple of months. She was intimidatingly beautiful, in addition to … Continue reading Beauty and the Beta →

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 →

Reneta

We were on my bed in my room when she gently pulled me over her lap. The lights were off, but there was a candle burning on my dresser. I don't remember what the offense was. But I remember going across her lap wearing only my boxers. My girlfriend Reneta was not a spanking fetishist, … Continue reading Reneta →

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 →

Employee Discipline

F/m, consensual, spanking, non-sexual "Good afternoon, Cameron. Shut the door please." Her words were chilling. I reluctantly obeyed, knowing that the phrase "shut the door please" was generally not followed by words of praise, or congratulation. "Have a seat. I need to talk to you about something," she said matter of factly. I swallowed hard, … Continue reading Employee Discipline →

The Ultimatum, Part 1

She had me. There was nothing I could do. I had only been renting the room from her for six months, and I had been late on rent 3x. I couldn't afford to lose the place. She knew it. That's why Kristen gave me the ultimatum. She pulled out a wooden paddle from her nightstand … Continue reading The Ultimatum, Part 1 →

Welcome to America

Short form. F/M, consensual Laura, and Hans had gotten married so that he could stay in the US, and keep his IT job. Laura needed another sugar daddy. They hadn't known each other for very long, but had talked enough online to see how the arrangement was beneficial for the both of them. Hans had … Continue reading Welcome to America →