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Paddle Punishment!

by ShamelessSub on Sep 25, 2017
BDSM

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I am new at this, and constructive criticism is more than welcome! I hope you enjoy! I try to be a good slave. My Master takes care of me and treats me well, using cruelty only as a means of getting off. When we go out together he has only one rule: do NOT flirt with other men. Master believes that as his slave, I am meant for him alone, and...

The Brush

by Amber_Amber on Oct 15, 2017
BDSM

Laying my head on my arms, bent over the edge of the bed with my pantied ass in the air, I wondered what was taking so long. He had told me to come to our room and get into position what seemed like an hour ago. I knew, in reality, it had only been a few minutes, but waiting in that silent room for the door to open made me so nervous. Would he just spank m...

Lust and Permission

by MayorSmuckles on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

A confession: I have always wanted to be with a partner, and have them know when I want them, the subtle little ways that I do it. I am so quiet and anxious with my lust, no one would know it lives inside me, prowling like a beast. I need permission to be the person I am meant to be. I'm not very forthcoming, despite my willingness to write about the desir...

Parkwood Paddlings

by abbeynormal on Sep 13, 2017
Mature

Inspired by a fantasy of my spanking partner, CB. Please send feedback and don't forget to vote! Parkwood Academy had a reputation for graduating some of the brightest, best educated young people in the region. Their alumnae list was a veritable 'who's who' of Fortune 500 company executives and also included well known heads of large non-profit organization...

Chianti Cares...

by justincbenedict on Apr 9, 2019
BDSM

"I'm not even sure why I'm here." Reba said, trying to smile. In her early forties, Reba had curly dark hair and was somewhat curvaceous, but the sort that dressed sensibly to avoid the censure of her peers. Chianti had met Reba when they'd been taking an Italian cooking course together at Mallard Creek Community College, just across Buttermilk Bridge. It...

My Biography

by spknannie on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

My name is Annie; my nickname is Spankin Annie, we will be described this nickname as my story continues. I am an attractive buxom, quite curvaceous single woman in my early 30's. I have big long red curly hair, dark skin, plump cheeks and deep sexy blue eyes. I'm a white, 5'7" tall woman with a DD breast size, my measurements are 46-34-38 and I weigh roughl...

Algernon and the Ladies

by justincbenedict on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Algernon Aldrich Atkinson laughed good-naturedly at his wife's proposal. "Of course, Cheramie, I've heard about this kinky law firm. It would be a good way to get submissive lawyers with dominant secretaries, and we wouldn't have to pay much... ...But it might not be financially feasible. Do you have clients lined up? You don't seem to have a business deve...

A Worried Warden

by justincbenedict on Aug 7, 2019
BDSM

I think I knew that my career as an associate warden of a major state prison was going to end the night that I passed Turk's cell for the first time. I had a habit of wandering up and down the cellblocks, day and night, just to let the inmates know I was tough and was ready to rumble if they were. It's true, I'm a hardass. Well, not at home. When I'm at h...

Mistress Scarlett's Politicians

by justincbenedict on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

"Well, the debate seems to be over." Creighton Zell said with some satisfaction. "I think Senator Antonovich fielded that question on space policy well, right Ms. Sharp?" Scarlett looked with faint distaste at Creighton Zell, an obese sycophant whose bald pate was sweating under the television klieg lights. It always seemed as if Presidential candidates...

Sins and Saviors

by PurrVersatility on Sep 13, 2017
Fetish

The last bells of the school day had tolled, and 18-year-old Fiona listened as giggles and girlish taunts filled and left the hallways of St. Martin's. She sighed, scowling at her classmates as she restlessly shifted on the Disciplinarian's wooden bench, the one she had been snapped at to sit on by Sister Cecilia. Her ear still smarted from being dragged by...