She sighed. “Look, I was intrigued and excited by what you offered—the money was a bonus. I think I would have gone along with it anyway if you hadn’t treated me like you did afterwards.” He nodded. His eyes remained cold, but they were beautiful and smouldered beneath his dark lashes. He was very handsome—even if he was stern and incredibly nosey. “I have a proposition for you,” he said. “I suspected that I might get you to agree to the spanking, though I did not expect you to take it as well as you did.”

The leaving of school behind her and the journey home was sullen. The man in the bowler hat frowned at her as if he knew. The walk from the bus stop to her lovely cottage was heavy and slow. Two of Mummy’s friends saw her and nudged each other. Was that a snigger?It took a while but she enjoyed reading the magazines and my digital collection of photos and art where men were being spanked by women and I began to get the punishment spankings I wanted and needed. out at a friend's house when she was supposed to go home. I put on my galoshes and walked very fast to In Karen’s case Mummy simply said, “I have signed it, and returned it already. Let me say this just once Karen. If you are ever punished at school, you will be punished again at home, understood?” To say the least, the meal was a slow somber affair. Mummy had given her a small portion, knowing that her tummy would be in knots. Soon the table was cleared, and the pots washed. Once they were all put away, Mummy spoke. “Up you go.”Karen climbed the curved oak stair case slowly, her head down. She reached the landing and sulkily walked to her door. In she went and shut the door behind her, resting against it. She cried, she had let her Mummy down, she had been naughty girl. After all her praise, she was now a naughty girl, about to get a bare bottom spanking

Karen got out and some involuntary action told her to stand to attention. Anything good right now, might stop the severity of what was to come. He smiled. “It’s all I need to do. All that I cannot fulfil elsewhere. It is hard to find a woman who will tolerate this. But, it arouses me, and if you wish, there can be a sexual element.” When she went to catch the bus now, it was wiggle of a young woman. Even the man with the bowler hat who sat in the same seat every day started to smile, and greet her with a tipping of the hat. She had no idea that he began to see her differently, she just assumed it was cordial familiarity with a regular person he saw on the bus. Yes, sir,” replied Layla, lying on her stomach on the bed. He commanded her to put her feet on the floor, and she obeyed.He'd then tell you to hold out your hand. If you didn't stretch your hand tight he'd tell you to do that. I'll never understand how you all can take this so lightly and feel like you deserved it. Do you want people hitting your kids now? Would you allow caning in your child's school? An adult that you don't know deciding what behaviour is OTT in their eyes and how severe a caning should be in their eyes without having to consult you before anything takes place? The spit in her mouth had gone, her knees went weak as she saw Mummy swell before her taking a deep breath. Her eyebrow lifted and vanished beneath her fringe. She sat down, and opened the envelope. Anyway, after she finished from the other side with the second set of 10. I waited…hopeful that she wasn’t going to deem more of a spanking was necessary. Thankfully, she sat in her throne and called me to her. It was interesting…she had a look on her face like she was gauging me. Either wondering if I truly had enough or maybe just waiting for me to slip up in the slightest. Which was NOT going to happen. Without any more time passing, I began my creed,

It will hurt,” he said. “Though I will ensure it is not excessive. You will not have broken skin or scars.” My mother is French,” replied Layla. “But, I studied European languages at university, and I spent a year living in France, Germany, and Italy before I attended uni.” Perhaps we can have a new arrangement,” Layla said as Mr Larson pulled the Audi into the pub car park. Fifty with my Italian leather belt – bent over the end of the bed. 25 in a row from one side, 25 in a row from the other side.

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Yes, sir.” She hung up, wondering why he sounded so stern, and made her way nervously to his office.

In the corner is Ma, a stout middle aged woman. Sat on a stool by her side at a piano, is Pa. she tells stories, spanking stories, he….just now and then….tinkles a little accompaniment.

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