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Daisy Gets a Spanking

by littlebrat4 on Mar 16, 2020
BDSM

Daisy hadn't meant to make him mad. Not really. She was just having one of those days. And it had been so long since he had reminded her of her place. He always said that when she was overwhelmed with responsibility it was his job to treat her like the little girl she was. He had been so busy lately that he hadn't been doing that, and she had felt the urge t...

Spanking the Schoolgirl

by Boxlicker101 on Sep 19, 2017
BDSM

"Well, Miss Brock, you were caught smoking in the girls' locker room today. You know, don't you, the penalty for that violation of the rules is expulsion, even though you are just a few months from graduation?" The high school principal looked sternly at the nervous young woman standing in front of him. That was hard to do, because she was such a hotty, an...

Wayward Schoolgirl

by WFEATHER on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

It was a Thursday evening. Dinner was finished and My loving wife and slave was putting the last of the dishes away while I sat in the porch swing, reading a magazine article on the newest screenshots and news for Gran Turismo 4 while enjoying the final hour of daylight. I became so involved in the article that I did not notice the cessation of clinking soun...

An Apology

by Anabelle_McAllister on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

I was folding the laundry when my master called me into his office. He sat at his desk with a hard look on his face. His personal assistant, Jill, sat on a corner of the desk in a short pencil skirt and half unbuttoned blouse, her long, perfect legs crossed at the knee and her blonde hair up in a bun. "Anabelle," he began. "I am disappointed in you." My h...

Headmistress' Slut Ch. 02

by mummys dirty angel on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

It's now been five days since the headmistress at my daughter's school revealed herself to me as my Mistress. The Mistress that I thought was half the world away and eight hours behind me. Within the last few days she has answered all of my queries on how and why she kept the truth from me. She also said that if I had been in the next town she would have car...

Five Hundred

by WFEATHER on Sep 16, 2017
BDSM

Sitting on the back porch, Andrew sips His coffee, remaining quite dry as a cool spring shower falls upon the mountainside. Between the coffee, the sound of the rain, and the sight before him, the morning is definitely quite pleasant. Perhaps thirty feet away, kneeling in the grass, josephina fondles herself, as previously instructed. her clothes are soake...

In the Service of Madame Pt. 02

by Hidden_Submissive on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

I awoke, presumably at some point in the morning, shrouded in darkness. As the usual post-sleep confusion faded, my situation became clearer. Despite my disappointing performance last week, madame decided to keep me on as one of her toys, at least for now. She had summoned me to her home for the weekend, during which I was to give myself completely to her an...

Ready to Wear

by shagger on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

She stood in front of her closet determined to make the right choice. Would it be the naughty librarian, wearing the business suit, the blouse unbuttoned one button too far, the glasses, the skirt, the stockings? Or her hair in pony tails, plaid skirt, the schoolgirl in detention. Or something else, the busy soccer mom, the real MILF, speeding through town o...

Julie Bound

by Julie20 on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

My weekend of humiliation actually began on Friday morning after reading your email telling me that I had to put myself in punishment. I left the laptop and went into my bedroom to get dressed and I took from my drawer a pair of bottle green hockey pants. I have not done any sport since leaving school but sometimes I like to make myself wear gym pants like a...

Sweet The Pain Of Love

by JohnFranks on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

Oh you just love to play, don't you Jeanette. When the mood takes you, then you know just what you want and how to get me to deliver. Sometimes you want it rough, painful, and we have worked out scenarios to satisfy your needs, to feed your hungers. When you stepped into the kitchen as I drank my coffee, I knew instantly what you had in mind. You were weari...