"Does a spanking hurt?" asked Megan in a sweet, innocent little voice. "Well, I guess you could say that it hurts kinda good," I laughed, thinking to myself that we had found a golden treasure in this sweet girl. "What do you mean, BethAnne?" I could almost feel her eyes on my nicely reddened buns. "Mmm. It's a bit hard to explain. A spanking or a whippin...
Authors note: Thanks to the widow for the edit. Lover's Games I sniffled as I stood in the corner, my pink thong at my knees in a tangled untidy rope. I was feeling most sorry for myself, and my bottom throbbed, burned, and seemed to grow bigger every second I stood there. Although it could have been worse. I could have been seated in the corner. I though...
The following is a departure for me. It is pure fiction; and although Becky, Rachel and Lisa are all very much real (and part of my everyday life); their actions as portrayed here are nothing more than fantasy. Why this disclosure? A future posting will reveal! ********************* It was shortly after 8:00 P.M. on a Friday night in late March. I had just...
"Of course I have cokes. They're in the fridge." Jan continued to unfasten her dress while Linda went to the kitchen. She went to her bedroom for her nightgown and to look for something that would do for Linda. She came back into her living room dressed in a light blue silky nightgown and carrying a pink one for Linda. "I only have one bed but it's a regular...
[My sincere thanks to estragon for proof-reading this for me. -Tricia] Session II: Bared Bottom Friday came quickly and at 3:45 I was sitting in Dr. Gupta's waiting room, waiting for her to call me into her office. She had been right: I had been able to rearrange my hours easily. I work in IT at a local university and I'm usually running all over the campu...
[Thanks to estragon for the proofreading on my story once again. --tricia] Session VII: Missing the Feeling As the day passed on Thursday, the redness passed from my skin and the low-grade pain that reminded me of my beatings slowly faded. By the end of the day, I was missing it. No one had spanked me on Wednesday. Dominated me, fingered me, made me eat p...
This is the continuation of my special diary that I opened for the cruise I took with my friend Sheena. We took the cruise to the Caribbean Sea to earn some extra money, using our sexy, young bodies. Just in case you did not read the introduction about myself and the events of the first two days on board that I told in "Diary of an Indian cruiseship whore" a...
This story contains some scenes of spanking. I advise readers who do not enjoy such activity to look elsewhere for their pleasure. ***** Jane and I settled ourselves into the two sofas opposite each other. "That was a superb lunch, Christine. So simple and yet so pretty and very tasty. I can see you'll be sad to lose her." "Very true. I think you have go...
After they finished eating, both relatives leaned back in their chairs and Mona's heart skipped a couple of beats as she saw the girl undo the two top buttons of her jeans. She was amazed to see her washboard abs so casually displayed. She decided if she had a stomach like that, she would keep it bare constantly, even if she had to have clothes especially de...
Author's note: This is the second part of "Spanks for the memories" - If you have not read part one I suggest you do, but this story can be read separately. Thank you to my readers who sent positive feedback. Maria's story continues: Driving home from Elizabeth's after my first spanking session I felt as if I was in another world. My whole body seemed to t...