Right" I said quietly, knowing that I had lied to Megan but not wanting to admit it. I was starting to feel a little bad by this point. That night, as I was lying down and getting ready to sleep, Kate walked into my room and sat on my bed. She said to me: “You’ve heard me tell Denise and Kristie that I spank them because I love them, haven’t you?” I nodded. “Well, now you know that I love you too.” She kissed me on the cheek.

On the Thursday after he actually told her, Geoffrey came over for a late soup and cheese supper. Soft white rolls, Lurpak, Dairylea spread.

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I’m sorry, dear,” I said, “perhaps you should identify what it is you would like me to take on, and I’ll try to do a better job of it.” I'm really nervous at nights," she said - and begged Geoffrey to come and sleep over with her, just until she got used to it. So, every night for a week, he came and slept in the spare room. It was marvellous - they'd share a tin of Campbell's soup, just like in the old days, and then watch Bernard Braden on TV. Then - oh my, what a coincidence! - Marie managed to go into labour ten days early and the honeymoon was over, so to speak. Blair's hands once again began to unbutton my jeans, and once they were loose, she slid them down my legs to beneath my knees. By now I was actually crying. When she went to catch the bus now, it was wiggle of a young woman. Even the man with the bowler hat who sat in the same seat every day started to smile, and greet her with a tipping of the hat. She had no idea that he began to see her differently, she just assumed it was cordial familiarity with a regular person he saw on the bus.

Mildred went to Ivy’s, where she met Betty and Mary. Like the fire in the plump bottom of our naughty girl, news of the good irls downfall began to spread. I'm only going to warn you once. If you try to stop me one more time I'll have to add to your spanking" she explained. She lifted my hands and crossed my arms across my stomach so they were out of the way. "Do not move your hands until I tell you to. I'm serious Lily" she said, not once blinking. I was too afraid of an addition to my spanking to disobey, so I nodded and closed my eyes, tears rolling down my face.No.....Blair...." and with that, she reached out and began to unbutton my jeans. I couldn't think of what to do to stop her so I did the only thing I could instinctively think of. I tried to pry her hands away from my pants. She looked up with a very stern look on her face, and stopped. She gently took hold of my hands and held them, once again. Don't you think Geoffrey deserves a bit of freedom now that he's in his forties?" Marie snapped at her one day. What I find intriguing is that Marriane never touches John’s bare behind herself (except presumably for erotic purposes), yet she has pretty much total control over how frequently and intensively it ends up being blistered by Doris. She can act calm and cool about any misbehavior on his part, yet have him reduced to blubbering tears with his naked buttcheeks blazing, in front of her, with a single phone call. fiction. All characters, places, and events are strictly fictional and have no relation to real events, Alright Lily, stand up please" she said, helping me stumble to my feet. "Step out of your pants" she said, and I did, with Blair still holding my hand. As I did this I reached my other hand around to rub my bottom. Her other hand caught it, and with a firm spank to my outer thigh, she said "no rubbing" and lead me to a corner of the room, and turned me so that my nose was almost touching it.

My ‘thing’ had always been the excitement of an over-the-knee spanking. I found the thought of being helpless, unable to move or wriggle away, terribly exciting. However, by 14 I had accepted that the chances of being turned over my mum’s knee were long gone, and it was something I was never going to experience. I apologize for the trouble I caused you, ma’am,” I stammered, wanting only to mollify this strong woman who still held me firmly over her left thigh. “Thank you for providing me with the discipline I needed.” Oooohhhhh yyyyeeeaaaahhhh," was all that Jeremy could say as he reached a new level of pleasure. At this moment it occurred to him that the woman who had taken some very interesting trips through his imagination, was now handling him in a most erotic manner. He may have dreamed of this type of thing happening to him, but never had he believed that this might actually take place.

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After more than ten minutes—an eternity under that burning paddle—the spanking tapered off to just a few well-placed shots, then nothing. I felt Doris put down the paddle and lightly stroke my flaming, bruised bottom. Even her lightest, feminine touch inflamed the nerve endings of my over-sensitive, severely punished mounds. Karen liked the strange feeling she felt (in a certain in a certain intimate area) at being exposed. Determined to last through the fifth, Jeremy steadied himself for the third strike. This time she was able to hit the exact same spot as the second strike. His pain level increased, and he couldn't keep still. Instinct made him bend and unbend his knees in an effort to reduce the pain. Oh!” I could see I had her attention, and her cheeks were a little flushed. A telltale sign she was aroused. You're all right," she said brightly, "you're just not the marrying type, that's all. Never have been. I should have spotted it."