The door opened between them and Mark got his first look at Christine. She was average height for a woman, and had short, auburn hair. She was wearing a knee-length skirt, sandals and a white blouse with a plunging neckline that showed off her ample cleavage. For his own part, Mark was six feet tall, short blonde hair, and dressed in black jeans and a black polo shirt. They had been chatting for months over the Internet....

Pete was the first to wake up the next morning. It was Saturday - no alarm, just the sunlight streaming in from the bedroom window. Pete's first discovery was that the girls were still there, still both nestled in close to him. Linda was on her stomach - no doubt to protect her tender bottom - with her head on Pete's chest, buried somewhere under her strewn-about hair. Laura was reverse-spooning Pete - her ass resting aga...

Life in their house continued along swimmingly. The girls came and went to school, Pete fixed dinner, and they all spent the evenings on their own. Friday evening came and after dinner, Pete reminded Linda of her upcoming appointment. Linda nodded as she headed off to the living room couch to study. Once again, shortly after 9:30, Pete retired to his room.   As usual, ten o'clock brought a knock on Pete's bedroom door. Pe...

Tuesday morning came and Pete's day started as usual, with his alarm and morning routine. When Pete came downstairs to the kitchen, Linda and Lana were both at the table eating breakfast. Both looked up when they heard Pete and greeted him with a friendly "Morning!" and a smile.   Pete smiled and answered back, "Good morning, girls." Pete loved the new reality of being greeted at the breakfast table. He hadn't realized ho...

Pete's alarm woke him up at 8:00 as usual. Laura was not there. Pete briefly wondered what happened to her, but decided to tackle that minor mystery once he had himself together.     Twenty minutes spent in the bathroom as well as the closet and he was ready to greet the world at large. He headed downstairs to see who was still there. Linda was at the kitchen table nursing a bowl of cereal and tapping aimlessly on her tab...

My name is Mindy. I've always felt my name was very... I dunno... girly, I guess. It may not be what led me directly to the lifestyle I have, but it did fit right in. I live with my Daddy. His name is Mark. Don't misunderstand - he's not my father. To everyone else, he's my fiancé, but to me, he's my Daddy, and I'm his little girl. I try to be his good little girl as much as I can, but sometimes I'm not, and he will corre...

Nora stood in the middle of the living room, tears streaming down her face, her hands behind her head with her fingers laced. She could feel the throbbing of her ass, synchronized with her heartbeat. She wanted to rub the dozen fresh welts that Master had just created on her ass with the delrin cane - anything to either sooth the fire in her ass or the somewhat different fire smoldering just a few inches away from it, but...

Pete spent most of the next couple of days wondering how the girls would react to his overture. He spent so much time thinking about it he began to chide himself for obsessing over his college-age tenants. "Surely," he thought to himself, "They'll never go for that sort of arrangement." For fear of overplaying his hand, though, he stayed to himself. It wasn't until Thursday when he had a knock on his door.     It was Lana...

Hi, my name's Tim. I'm going to tell you the story of how I became interested in spanking. It was the summer between my Sophomore and Junior year in college. My girlfriend Donna and I had been going steady for about a year. Donna lived with her father, but he worked a lot, according to her. We were, well, we were teenagers with raging hormones and we went after each other every chance we could. Donna wasn't on the pill, s...

"Do you have a minute, sir?" It was Laura. Pete had just answered the doorbell Monday afternoon to find her there. "Of course, Laura. Please come in." Laura was dressed in jeans and a turtleneck, as it was a bit chilly out. Pete figured she probably was just finished with classes for the day. He ushered her into the living room and towards a chair opposite the coffee table. He asked, "Can I get you something to drink?" "N...

Nora stood in the living room, nude with her hands behind her back. In front of her on the floor was a large wooden box, about six feet long and three feet wide. She knew what it was, and she didn't even attempt to hide her nervousness. Master stood on the other side of the box, looking at her face intently. He could see her nervousness, but Nora wondered if he was able to see in her what always went along with the butter...

The car came to a stop in front of their destination. Nora was seated in the passenger seat, fidgeting nervously. Master put the car in "park" and turned off the engine. He turned to Nora. She was illuminated through the windshield by the moonlight, but he was shrouded in darkness. The moonlight shining on her did nothing to reduce her nervousness. She was wearing a stunning red corset that propped her breasts up - almost...

Dave could not believe it. Dave was reading his e-mail on his laptop sitting at the desk in his hotel room. He had just gotten off the plane in Auckland, New Zealand. He was sent there by his company to troubleshoot a networking problem in one of their data centers. Dave was used to travel, but the flight from New York had taken almost a whole day. And, as he now learned, while he was in the air - cut off from the rest of...

"Wake up, Nora!" Nora wasn't really ready to process his words at that moment. She had been in a dead sleep, as he woke her, he grabbed her by the hair and pulled her towards him. She was naked, as she always was in bed. The room was dimly lit by moonlight streaming in through the blinds, and she had no idea what time it was. As she struggled to make her brain work, she saw why she was being awoken. Master was guiding her...

"Nora, get dressed. We're going out." Nora was lounging naked on her sheepskin rug on the floor of the living room reading a novel on her tablet when he spoke up. He was seated in his easy chair and had just finished going through the mail and paying the bills. She quickly put down her tablet and stood up, placing her arms behind her back. "Yes, sir. What would you like me to wear?" "Short skirt, T shirt, no bra or pantie...