Olivia and her new mum were getting on so well and thoroughly enjoying their new life together. Mrs Lambert, Margaret, enjoyed how she could be the helicopter mum whilst Olivia relished how her mum was so strict with her, with spanking being the chosen punishment. Olivia was still working as a trainee accountant, but as soon as she came home her mum insisted that she change into her school uniform. That was to represent t...

Mrs Dawson was forty-five and ran a successful business training young women in their twenties or thirty's who wanted to find chummy mummy's about twenty or so years older than themselves who would act in a really strict maternal way but look after them as though they were much younger, generally sixteen but acting even younger than that. The younger women tended to be successful in business but found that stressful and w...

Piper's heart was beating really quickly as she opened the envelope which she knew was from the Discipline Centre. She quickly read it and saw it confirmed that she would be getting fifty strokes of the cane on her bare bottom. She read the notes that said that if she came to be dealt with at the Discipline Centre more than fourteen days after the date on the letter, then the penalty would go up to seventy-five strokes. F...

Helen Smith is twenty-three and a nerdy very petite I.T. specialist. She is 5ft 1ins tall, very slim, maybe a size 8 to occasionally a size 10 dress, but with gorgeous full firm large breasts size 34dd which seem hugely exaggerated by her tiny stature. She has an amazing tight, firm round bottom and long red hair framing her young-looking face and is regularly asked for ID when out drinking or clubbing as most take her fo...

Janet and Angela were both sixty-eight, grandmas, and lived together. Their birthdays were just one week apart, and they celebrated their sixty-eighth birthday three weeks ago. They had invited all their friends and whilst the party started off very well, some of their friends drank too much, arguments started, things were thrown across the room, the TV screen was damaged, the curtains broken off the rail, and the sofa an...

Allan was at a weekend retreat for people interested in story writing. It was being held at a country house in the remote Highlands. There were only five people on the course which was run by the owner of the house and grounds. The owner, an English professor, Maria Osborne, was forty-five and was certainly an alpha female, and instructed, advised, and commented, on everyone's storyline. Maria was assisted by Lisa, who wa...

Fiona remained standing, looking down at the still blurred outline of Miss Brown, her hands on her head, pretty sure that her hair mound was now glistening with her sex juice, but hoping not. Miss Brown remained silent and made it look as though she was doing paperwork, but kept looking towards the still sobbing Fiona, and saw how turned-on she was. It was so telling, but better that she knew because then she would make s...

Fiona was absolutely delighted that she had found so many ways to be punished. At home she would ask her mum to thrash her, very often going for below C grade punishment so a bare bottom spanking with her mum's hand, followed by a leather belt. Before bedtime, she would get another bare bottom spanking and twenty-four, sometimes thirty or thirty-six strokes of the cane. Fiona had deliberately increased the original punish...

Fiona was sitting on her bed, still naked, looking down at the senior Kane. A few moments ago she had gone into her mum's bedroom, got the cane from the cupboard, also seeing the other two canes still there, and took the cane back to her bedroom, and two pillows she knew she would have to lie across. She then had to wait for her mum. At exactly seven-thirty Dyane went upstairs and, without knocking because this was all ab...

Fiona was sixteen, nearly seventeen, five feet two inches tall, with long dark hair and a lovely fringe. Her breasts were not large but not small either, and she was very happy to show off her cleavage. When she did wear her favoured low-cut vest tops showing off her bare midriff she knew that both the boys and the girls stared at her wishfully. She went to the gym three times a week and so had well-toned arms and legs. W...

This follows on from my story, Andrew's New Experience: Brianna was just one door away from Mrs M when she saw Laura coming towards her. She knew that Laura was also seventeen and also was sent to be dealt with by Mrs M. In fact, she could see that Laura was deliberately holding her hands in front of her, which was the normal sign that she wanted to make sure that she didn't rub her bottom as she was walking along the str...

Andrew rang the front doorbell and opened the front door to see Brianna standing there. She was in her school uniform of a light blue short-sleeved shirt, dark blue very short skirt, with white ankle socks and bare legs. Her dark brown hair was tied back in a ponytail. Brianna was seventeen and in the upper class in the local sixth form college. She had purposely stayed in her school uniform knowing the ruse she was going...

Introduction:  Hi all, I'm Allan and I'm seventy. I'm a little overweight but still in reasonable health and am a dirty old man and pervert!   Well, some would consider me such.   Why? Well, because I am continually thinking about sex and daydreaming, fantasising, and wishing about spanking girls' bottoms. Yes, there are few things that turn me on and excite me more than the sight of a lass, her bare bottom bright red and...

Yvonne was driving home, with Alison in the front seat next to her who was clearly struggling to cope with her stinging bottom as she squirmed around on the seat, particularly when going over any bumps in the road. She would also look in the mirror and saw Tess and Pauline, both looking tense, and both also squirming around on their stinging buttons. Yvonne played over in her mind what had been promised back at the shop....

Officer Lucas walked up the pathway looking really authoritative in her official Discipline Centre uniform of a beige short-sleeved shirt, matching beige shorts, a brown belt, and beige ankle socks. She rang the doorbell. A few moments later the door opened, and a shocked Sandra Beckett stood there. Sandra was sixty, her hair now grey and she was wearing a summery floral sleeveless dress which was low-cut showing off her...