Spanking stories involve characters who like to spank or be spanked. They could be over the knee (otk) spanking stories, or people being spanked with a cane, paddle, flat of the hand, tied up against an X-shaped bondage device, or any other imaginative form of subtle 'punishment'. The most common type of erotic spanking is administered on the bare buttocks, but can also be combined with bondage, in order to heighten sexual arousal and feelings of helplessness in the spankee.
Three girls decide who gets the pain and who gets the tongue
“So we throw the dice, right?” Katie asked the question as she looked carefully at Emma and Paris. The three women were in their first year at Uni. Each one eighteen years old. “Which order?” Emma asked pensively. The other two thought she looked delicious in her bra and knickers. Twice a week at the gym gave her a body to die for. “The highest picks first.” Paris picked up the dice....Read On
Pet needed a spanking... and she came to the right person for it!
"Master, may I ask you something?" she asked one morning as we sat eating breakfast. "What is it, pet?" I asked as I sat My fork down. Whenever My girl starts a sentence with, 'May I ask you something?' it's cause for My complete attention. "Well, Master today is Friday... and if we don't have anything planned for this weekend..." she said faltering. "What is it you want to ask, pet....Read On
Disciplined- My friend Rob, his sister Maggie and their cousin Janice
It was my friend Rob's backyard. I was with my friend Rob, along with his cousin Ron and the other boy Roy from neighborhood. I was 18 then and so were the other three boys. We four had been chatting, when Rob's gorgeous and mean elder sister, Maggie, showed up in backyard. She was 20. She was looking very happy. She told Rob that their mother wanted him right in. He hadn't cleaned his room...Read On
I found I was looking forward to being spanked naked in front of Auntie and Kate
I was 19 and had just got home from uni for Easter. I’d assumed I’d never be going to stay with Auntie Beryl again, but then a friend of Mum’s had an emergency and had to stay at our house, and my room became hers. A few phone calls later and I was told to pack, because Auntie Beryl had kindly agreed to let me stay. I have to admit to having very mixed feelings. On the one hand I was...Read On