here was a red ribbon tied around the hairbrush. Later that morning, I called my roommate Melissa at work. It was a brief conversation – two words after the usual hellos – and both of them were mine: "Ten-thirty." Hanging up, I thought about my roommate, our arrangement and the hairbrush in my hand. I didn't return it to the bathroom, but rather removed the...
She was sitting in her car, stuck in traffic. It was a blazing summer day, and seemed to be getting only hotter at rush hour. The concrete seemed to radiate heat. Even with the AC on, she was soaked in a thin layer of sweat. She couldn't wait to get home and get out of her work clothes. She had important meetings today, which meant two things: extra stress,...
Please read the earlier chapters before you read this one. Otherwise, it won't make much sense. Also you'll find it a lot more erotic if you first understand who these characters are and where they are, physically and emotionally. Naughty Hands I was nervous at work the whole day thinking about what sort of punishment Jennie might have in store for me that...
Part 2: Out of the Closet When I finally revealed my love of spanking, or more precisely, self spanking, to my husband it was not at all planned. Our two daughters had gone to a friend's birthday party in the afternoon and we got a phone call from the mother hosting the party to ask if it was all right if the girls stayed for the night. We said it was fine...
I was requested by a reader to write a story on self spanking. Which sparked my curiosity so I did some 'research' on the net and became enthralled at the videos of people administering their own punishment. So here is my story. It is in two parts, 'The Awakening' and 'Out of the Closet'. The first part features self spanking, while the second is, well, you...
On my break at work I often log onto to various spanking websites to drool over stories and pictures. I am always careful to delete my browsing history before finishing my break. So I was startled when Winston, an Englishman who transferred from London to our branch in New York a few weeks ago, sat beside me one afternoon in the break room, and whispered "I...
I can never decide which category to choose for my stories. All of my tales involve Dominance and Submission. Since there is no such category, I'm adding some whips and chains, maybe a pillory, to the end of this Tale. * * * * * I waited in the lobby area of the empty salon, chilly, nervous and a bit frightened. I glanced over at Natalie's work station, w...
This story is not intended for underage reading. If you are an adult I hope you enjoy and send me some feedback. Please give me the credit if you are reproducing this story. A big thank you to Mollee and Passion for their work editing this story. Thanks. Camille had goosebumps along her forearms, her upper lip sporting a faint dew. As an excellent young uni...
After watching a very intriguing movie and playing with my clit and pussy, I decided I was too horny to just let my arousal subside. The thought of a shower really perked my interest. I walked into the bathroom, locking the door behind me, just in case anyone came home unexpectedly. I took my spaghetti strap top off and slipped my short shorts off. My refl...
CHAPTER ONE Libby Livingston bit her tongue as Pepper turned the pages of the diary. Abstractedly, Pepper toyed with a raven curl, and once or twice the beautiful lips showed some ghost of a smile. Oh, God, Libby thought. Oh, Jesus, Pepper's going to think I'm some sick pervert...and she might tell Ted! After all for years, the two had been in intense com...