Hi. My name is Cindy, and I'm married to my wonderful husband and Daddy named Tom. I love him very much, and I know he loves me. Our relationship is rich and complex, but as you could probably guess from me calling him Daddy, he is my leader as well as the love of my life. I'm by no means a perfect wife. I have a willful streak and when it gets out of hand, Daddy will tell me so, and if I don't rein myself in, he'll pass...

It's Mindy again. I shared with you last time how I'm spanked, but I have to admit that there have been exceptions to that pattern. For the most part, Daddy spanks me just because he wants to, but there are times when I am naughty and he give me a well deserved punishment (for the record, let me remind you that Daddy is not my actual father. He's my fiancé Mark, but to me he's my daddy and I'm his good little girl, most o...

My name is Audrey, and I want to talk about the gift I gave my husband, Ted. It's a complicated thing to describe fully, but in essence, I gave him control of me in a very basic way. I gave him the ability to turn me on, almost literally. We met as young professionals and started to date, and the details of that are fairly ordinary. When we started sharing intimacy, it was always good. As we got closer, we shared with eac...

I don't know quite what to make of this dream. I've never dared to tell anyone about it, and I don't think I ever will. I don't dream it every night. I don't know when it will make its presence known. Sometimes it's infrequent enough that I've almost forgotten about it. It starts somewhere in the middle of a normal day. I volunteer at a modern art museum four days a week, as a roving guide of sorts - answering questions f...

"Alright, Mindy, go get yourself ready for your spanking." That's what Daddy says every time I'm going to get a spanking. Don't get me wrong, he's not my Father, he's my fianceé Mark, but to me he's my Daddy and I'm his good little girl. Well, most of the time. Daddy spanks me a lot. Mostly because he wants to, and I have to admit that getting a good bare-bottom spanking from Daddy makes my little girly bits get tingly an...

"Mindy, come out here, please." Daddy's voice tore me away from my magazine. He's not my father, mind you. To everyone else, he's my fiancé Mark, but he's my Daddy and I'm his good little girl. Well, mostly. I put the magazine down on the dining room table, stood up and walked to the living room - the source of his voice. Daddy was sitting in the middle of the couch. He had turned on every light in the room as bright as i...

Nora flipped through the mail absentmindedly, sorting the junk from the bills. It was one of the things she did every afternoon (except Sunday, of course). Most days it was routine, but every once in a while... She stopped instantly when she came across a black envelope with their address in gold calligraphy. There was no return address, but none was necessary. There was only one sender that ever sent such distinguished m...

I can't remember the last time I woke up on my own. My husband and I have what I can only guess is a unique arrangement. It started early in our marriage, when we were both fresh out of college. Our meeting was pretty vanilla, but it didn't take us long to figure out that we were yin and yang in the bedroom. We both liked it rough - he loved taking control and making me feel helpless almost as much as I loved being his pl...

"Ding." The alarm was never very loud, nor did it last very long. It didn't even have a particular sound. But it was effective. Karen never slept through it. In fact, she never heard of anyone sleeping through it. She sat up and opened her eyes. Her field of view landed on the window of her bedroom, but the status updates were what captured her first attention. The right-hand side of her peripheral vision listed the day's...

Mike and Lousie had only a couple of short discussions about Louise's session with Janet. Those conversations had been begun by Mike and Louise felt as though it was Mike's desire to insure that she was really ok with the arrangement. All Louise had to do was think about how she felt when Mike was gone to know what her answer was. Meanwhile, their life together continued on as usual. Louise rarely received a true punishme...

Louise met Mike while she was studying literature at St John's College and he was studying to be a submarine officer at the USNA. It was on one of the few evenings either of them found themselves in a local watering hole. That they were both living and studying so close to each other made it easy for their relationship to flourish. Louise sat in her kitchen nursing a cup of coffee thinking back on how they met, wooed and...

I love waking up naked every morning next to Daddy. Make no mistake - he's not my father. To the rest of the world, he's my fianceé, Mark, but I'm his good (well, mostly good) little girl and he's my Daddy. And I love being his good little girl almost as much as I love all of the grown-up things we do together. But I have to admit, I have a pretty serious obsession with Daddy's cock. Every time his cock is hard, well, the...

Normally I love the hardwood floors in our den, but at times like this, with my face only a few inches above, it's almost like being in the corner - it takes away everything else that might be in my field of view, removing everything that might distract. Not that there might be much that would distract me from my current position - nude, draped over my husband's knee in preparation for a hard spanking. The cool air in the...

Life continued in Pete's house. The springtime weather continued to get warmer as the days got longer until senior exams were upon the girls. Exams lasted for a week, but for the week before and the week of exams, Pete told the girls that their weekly appointments with him for private spankings were going to be set aside so that they could concentrate on their studies. The girls spent most of their time when they weren't...

Nora sat on the stool in the backstage room in the black string bikini she had been provided. The only other possessions she had were her two strappy stiletto heels. She didn't have to wait long before the door opened and a couple walked in. Nora guessed they were in their early 30s, and were quite well dressed. The man was in what must have been a custom tailored grey suit. The woman was in an ankle length, white dress....