Butt Plug And A Severe Spanking Stories

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Trust

by devilinusall on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

He looked very displeased. And so he was. He had left her an envelope containing instructions, giving her one-week to complete her assignment. Also in the envelope was a smaller envelope that had been left blank and taped shut. She had completed her tasks, but she had opened the envelope, though he had not instructed her to. So now she stood, shivering desp...

Spanked by Wife & Her Friends

by smy3th on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

I will not go into detail here on how it came to be, but I, John, have been enslaved by my wife, Lisa. She has managed to put me under her complete control. I must do exactly as she commands at all times, or face punishment. She is in general a stern though loving mistress. She ensures that I behave properly, but rewards good behavior, and has my best intere...

Party Turned Training Session

by rosesubslut on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

It all began with Him telling me we were having a party for the Superbowl. To most that would seem like nothing out of the ordinary, but to me, it made my mind race. Maybe I should back up a bit and explain the relationship so you might understand. You see, He is my Dominant and I am his anal submissive slut. That means that He directs what i do daily and...

Slow Burn

by HotXBuns on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

He's going to be caned this morning, they both know it. He's ok about it, wants it for sure but has never quite known why. This is not a punishment, but part of a ritual that has come to be followed on the rare occasion he and his wife get the house to themselves; it never used to be like this. His preparation is the removal of every hair that would normall...

Lucy's Choice

by LaurelAspen on Jan 1, 2019
BDSM

Of course, it was all her fault. Looking back there's no doubt – oh the irony - she'd been the catalyst. "Well if I'm so naughty you'd better spank me then," Lucy had giggled, then – realising what she'd just said – froze in mid sentence; stomach doing somersaults, hand over her mouth. A few months into the relationship the pair were still in the first fl...

A Good Girl Pt. 03

by emma_sub on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

I arrived at Mr Grey's house on the first ordained day for my spanking. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I walked up the gravel drive. I had not been allowed to orgasm since the day before and I had emptied my bladder just before I left. I had been told not to use any make-up, had been instructed as to what to wear, including underwear much to my surprise...

Jenny Takes Charge

by libidinal on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Since I was getting no financial support from my parents, still angered by my insistence on going off to college on my own, and out of state, I had to take on several part-time jobs, combining them with my scholarship stipend so that I could meet my tuition and other living expenses. This made it tough on me, a lot tougher than on some of the well-off co-eds...

Stasia's Gate

by rick_oh on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

Dan stood silently in the corner. He was naked, and his bottom was bright red from his recent across-the-lap hairbrush paddling from his girlfriend Stasia. His punishment would be finished if it weren't for the fact that he had ejaculated when he was being spanked. He squirted his spunk on Stasia's legs and ankles, as well as on the carpet beneath him. The...

My Maintenance Punishments

by emma_sub on Jun 15, 2020
BDSM

I arrived at Mr Grey's house on the first ordained day for my spanking. I felt butterflies in my stomach as I walked up the gravel drive. I had not been allowed to orgasm since the day before and I had emptied my bladder just before I left. I had been told not to use any make-up, had been instructed as to what to wear, including underwear much to my surprise...

Submissive Beth Ch. 6

by Roissy001 on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Next to sex, Beth's favorite pleasure in life was shopping. She would disappear for hours at a time, only to come home laden with packages from nearly every woman's store at the mall. Like clock-work, Saturday mornings at 10:00 a.m. would find her headed off for a morning (and often dragging on to early afternoon) of power shopping. Today was seemingly no di...