My name is Mike, I’m twenty and I moved into a new flat a few weeks ago. I’d lived in flats before with a bunch of flatmates but this was different, this was mine and I wanted it to look smart. I wasn’t great at cleaning so I put an advert on Facebook for someone to come in twice a week to keep the place looking good. I had a few responses so I was hopeful that I’d find someone suitable. The first one I interviewed must h...

Finn hoped his queen would be merciful. "Oh, don't be such a scared kitten, young man. Queen Alia isn't going to eat you. "It's just a simple beating," his overseer and the Queen's chief chambermaid, Sofia, smiled warmly. "Then why are you oiling my butt?" Finn asked her testily. Sofia's lips twitched. It was this same attitude that made Queen Alia send her him to her punishment chambers to be beaten by her. The middle-ag...

The padded bench is cool against my knees, heels digging into my bottom. The occasional draught down here only serves to remind my dripping pussy that it's exposed beneath the ridiculous maid pinafore he dressed me in. It's quiet. Suspiciously so. But he does this from time to time. Makes me wait. Lets me reflect. Anticipate. My jaw aches and my bare breasts are peppered with saliva that drools from around the slender car...

I shouldn’t have said that to him. Even if I had said it, I shouldn’t have used that tone. If I’d said it but hadn’t used that tone, he would have given me a Look. And the Look is terrifying, but it’s better than… If I’d had that tone but held my tongue, I wouldn’t have gotten… Oh God, he just gave me… I just got a spanking! I’m a grown-up and I just got a spanking! I’m standing with my undies around my ankles and I just...

The silence in the high school library was a heavy, living thing as Sloan slipped through the heavy oak doors during the last class period of the day. A familiar haunt for her scholarly studies, she had not gone for research on another A+ paper. She had heard the whispered rumors about Ms. Gable, the strict disciplinarian with a cold, sophisticated hunger that didn't include men, and a penchant for corporal punishment. Sl...

Being a single mother to a teenage boy isn't easy, thought Allison Armstrong as she quickly finished up her emails before leaving her office. She looked up at the clock. It was three in the afternoon on a Friday. The brunette flipped her hair back and adjusted her jacket one final time before heading to her car. "See you on Monday," she waved at her secretary. "Bye, Miss Allison," Her secretary, Annie, grinned back. "Are...

Monita was the picture of the perfect, diligent student at San Francisco State University, known for her studious nature and love for books. Her world revolved around academics, and she preferred spending her days buried in textbooks rather than socializing. Whenever she had downtime, her preference would be catching up on her reading or listening to classical music. Her parents back in mainland China had sacrificed a lot...

​In a grand estate far from the soot-stained air of the capital, there stood a manor of ancient stone—the ancestral seat of a Great Duke, passed down through many generations. Beyond its wrought-iron gates, the hallways were lined with dark mahogany and gold leaf, the air smelling of beeswax and heavy drapes. But beneath this veneer of aristocratic splendor, a cold secret was woven into the very fabric of the house. ​In a...

Sam and Anna were in their backyard with their close friends, Miriam and John, enjoying a quiet summer barbecue. They had been together for six years and were the kind of couple others envied. They shared the same interests and were genuinely best friends. They got along easily, were rarely bored with each other, and when misunderstandings came up, they dealt with them quickly and moved on. Anna was a few years older than...

My name is Mike and this is what happened to me when I was 25. I’d visited a massage parlour and enjoyed the casual sex. The girls were sexy, willing to try anything which was a real turn on. I wasn’t leaving Sally so I persuaded myself that this was OK and the sex was amazing. Unfortunately, Sally’s sisters, Alison and Jen, found out and pretty much forced me to accept their punishment or they’d tell Sally. My punishment...

“So, when am I going to see you get spanked?” Bertie nearly spat seltzer into his beard. “I beg your pardon?” Leanne smiled politely, as if she’d asked for nothing more than the time. She took another swig of her beer, tapping the bottle on the kitchen table. “You tell me that my sister spanks you at home, and I believe you. But as it stands, I’ve only seen Rachel getting her butt smacked, and you’ve seen me take it a bun...

"Miss Alice took a last heady sniff of the buttercups beneath the window of her former office. Over time her various gardeners had tried to tear them out – poisonous, they’d told her, and a weed to boot – but the flowers would not yield so easily to their efforts. Season after season they would return, their presence a bright yellow sign of unbowed resilience. Miss Alice could respect that. It would be their final season....