This is a spanking fantasy story with touches of amputee fantasy mixed in. It is primarily about spanking and it is totally a fantasy. If you are dumb enough to actually try this at home, you will discover that your breaking point is well below Joan-e's 460+. But if you are smart enough to read this as a fantasy-- and accept it as such-- you will enjoy it. A...
Interview with Steve Richardson, publisher of CF Publications, a company devoted to erotic spanking stories. On the website of CF Publications at http://www.cfpub.com, it bills itself as "the oldest and largest publisher of spanking stories in the world." It publishes seven magazines devoted to erotic spanking and publishes stand-alone spanking stories. CF...
Vanessa awoke to the buzzing of her alarm clock. She knocked the clock off her nightstand onto the floor. Today was supposed to be a day of fun. Instead, she was going to be alone, again. Her pillow showed the after effects of her sobbing from the night before. Makeup was smeared all over the pillow. She didn't care. She was too numb to care. She and then bo...
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...
Authors Note: This story does work on it's own but reading the others in the series first will make it better. ***** It had been a little over ten years since Jill and I had our first spanking fun. Our two girls were with their grandparents on holiday for two weeks and unbeknown to me Jill had ordered a full school uniform from her old school, skirt, shirt...
I groaned my frustration as my wife pulled her well lubricated fingers out of my burning, tingling ass. At least her other slippery hand continued to stroke my dick, slowing but not pausing. I heard the cap on the Astroglide snap open and I knew she was lubing up a dildo as a replacement for her fingers in my now nicely stretched anus. She ran her hand over...
The haiku was supplied by Hidden Butterfly. * "Softly spanking me, I cry out for more pleasure! Erotic Torture" This was the mantra that I repeated while kneeling. I was in the spanking position. I was on my knees with my legs spread as far I could get them and my head touching the ground. I stretched my arms before me. I raised my ass high in the air....
I started early in our married life praising my wife for following "the rules". I chose some of the rules so they would be easy to follow. She liked a clean house anyway so it was a rule that she had to clean it every day. She went to the gym anyway so it became a rule. She refused to let me go down on her unless she was freshly showered so it was a rule tha...
He was mad. As they drove home, his annoyance filled the car. Avoiding it, she looked anywhere but at him. Her black cocktail dress clung gently, emphasizing her rounded breasts and strong body, and falling diagonally across her legs. Trying to gauge just how angry he was, she glanced sideways. His hands whitely gripping the wheel betrayed the angry words h...
*This story is a work of fiction. All resemblances to any person are purely coincidental. All rights reserved by author.* * Lucia was really hoping this was going to work. She looked herself over in the mirror. Although Lucia was in her mid-thirties, she looked much younger, especially in the schoolgirl outfit she had donned. The top was a white button-do...