Spanked Stories

Rachel was surprised by the call down to the mailroom. Typically when she’d ordered a package, she’d have been prepared for its arrival by at least three days of e-mail updates. It was bizarre for one to appear without notice. There was no international label, so it had to be local – very local, given that there was no return address either, just her name and the address she shared with Bertie. The size and shape of it su...

We shall attend the Carnival Ball in full Venetian regalia. Sir will be wearing a light tuxedo with a simple half mask. I shall wear a sixteenth-century-style dress with a full Venetian mask. No part of my body, aside from heavily made up eyes, will be visible for the entire night. To be sure the mask would be comfortable, Sir had it custom made to exactly fit my features. It sits so close to my face that once tied into p...