Wheelbarrow Spanking Stories

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The Visit

by Dr S Crow on Sep 12, 2017
BDSM

He drives her to the house near Fontainebleau. Sitting in the car, he forbids her to get out to go to the door until she has removed her blouse. She must meet her new friend bare from the waist up. On the drive down her English husband has been telling her how easy it is going to be for her to enjoy this weekend. All she has to do is to submit totally to her...

Monkey Business

by zack_w on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

Janet looked out of the windshield as the Cessna 172 approached the airstrip carved out of the jungle that covered most of the tropical island. She could see the buildings that housed the world-famous Simian Institute and felt a combination of exhilaration and fear. Exhilaration that she, a lowly junior pre-veterinary student, had been selected as a student...

We Need to Talk Ch. 01

by tennesseered on Jun 26, 2018
Loving Wives

A work of fiction. All characters are over 18 years. Empty nesters fight with each other and fight for each other. There's a bit of non-consent but all in good fun. This story has pride, anger, sloth, lust, gluttony, and spanking, but only in the best of taste. Something disgusting, too, but you'll have to read to find out just how bad it is. ***** "We...

The Manor House Ch. 06

by velvetpie on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

"Shandi!" Rob came sailing out of the house, wiping her hands on the bottom of her apron. Shandi gratefully sank into the circle of Rob's arms, suddenly overcome by emotions that she hadn't known that she was holding back. She was happy that Rob welcomed her tears, the woman's hands gently massaging her back softly. "Oh, Shandi, you're safe here. Welcome."...

Dear Bill

by smilodonwriter on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Dear Bill, Thought I’d drop you a line to let you know how things are with me. You may remember Jessica, that girl I was seeing? I think you met her when last you came down for the weekend. Well, the simple truth is, we’re not together anymore. It’s a bit hard to know where to begin. I think I told you that we were going through a rough patch. It always see...

The Waiting Game

by MattblackUK on Mar 2, 2020
Loving Wives

He sat and waited. He always sat and he always waited. That was all he could do, now. Ever since. That... Ever since... He began to cry at the thought of that day, just over 25 months ago, when his wife, his loving wife, found out about what he had been doing. But he hadn't being doing anything bad. Not really. He had just being having fun. Yeah, just havin...

Lovers of War

by sexygirl76 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Chapter 1 Our story takes place in the distant future. 2175 to be exact and the US is ravaged with war. The president accidentally insulted the chancellor of Germany so they retaliated by bombing us. Not a pretty sight. In a small town in Missouri, a small town named Nowhere, 19 year old Emily sat at her parents kitchen table watching as the snow fell ligh...

A Visit to a Fan Ch. 04

by velvetpie on Sep 12, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

He made the left turn into her neighborhood and checked the wrinkled rectangle of paper he'd scribbled on a week ago. He was looking for the number now; he was on the right road and he was that close. He'd flown into Orlando International Airport the day before and had taken his meeting at Disney. He appreciated their offers but he didn't really think that h...

Marian's Garden 02: The Hose

by LostLittleLamb on Jul 15, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

We return to work and do so for a couple hours only interrupted by breaks to re-apply sunscreen and check for developing blisters. When Jack's got the underbrush reasonably cleared, his long sleeved shirt comes off. I can see his hairs are sticking to his chest with sweat. He drinks another water bottle, pouring what's left over himself. Then Jack grabs the...

May to December Earth Day Romance

by JuanVato on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

A pit formed in my stomach. I felt like I had been punched. I stared in disbelief at what I had just read in the paper. Under the obituaries, it was all there: her name, her photo and the details of very full life. The memories came back. She was a part of my past; a good part. I reread her obit. I was alone on my back porch overlooking my garden of colorful...