Spanking stories about naughty girls, strict women, and kinky couples
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 … Continue reading Deflowered in Darkness
“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. … Continue reading Crime and Punishment
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
There was a knock at the door and Joshua’s blood pressure rose immediately. He looked over the room for the third time since he had finished getting it ready. Everything was perfect. He took a deep breath. The knocking sounded again, this time louder. He scurried for the doorknob. “Hi! Come right in!” he said … Continue reading Spanking and Submission
“Oh no, it didn’t go through,” she said, looking down at the register. It took me a second to respond. In trying not to get lost in my favorite pair of blue eyes, I had become distracted by the barista behind her, and her luscious, denim-covered derrière. “Oh ok,” I said. “Should I pull out?” … Continue reading Blonde Roast: A bad barista is punished and pleasured
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
"Oh, there you are," I say as I enter the room. The lights are off, and the moon is shining through the window. You are are naked, and standing with your face in the corner holding a small leather paddle behind your back. "How long have you been waiting for me?" I ask "Two hours … Continue reading A Spanking in the Moonlight
The doorbell sounds and I quickly dry my hands at the sink. I rush to the door, and open it. My heart quickens as I see you - a familiar face draped by curly brown hair flowing down to meet a green blouse. But your smile… It’s different: timid, reserved. Your hands rest … Continue reading What Are Friends For?
I had no idea what was about to happen. I was only following orders. I knew that if I dis-obeyed him, the consequences would be severe. So there I was, bent over, leaning against the sink in the slutty outfit that I had intended to leave the house with. My step dad, and I had … Continue reading The Secret (Part 2)
It was the most humiliating moment of my life...standing there in the living room, having to decide between the belt, and the law, but I had little choice. My mom, and step-dad had caught me shoplifting, and since I was 18, I could go to jail. There was only one way to avoid getting the … Continue reading The Secret (Part 1)
A Tender Moon 