Punished by Her Daddy - Book 1: a collection of father spanks daughter stories
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Punished by Her Daddy - Book 1: a collection of father spanks daughter stories
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Are you decent?" she asked a couple of minutes later, already knowing from her reflected view that he was busy with his tie. She turned her chair as soon as he replied and watched until he had pulled on his blazer and straightened the collar. Miss Svenson gave the boy a dismissive but good humoured wave as he let himself out of theroom. When Martin Kelly came in, Miss Prendergast gave the Headmistress a meaningful frown. Martin was a big and boy, already taller than Miss Svenson and looked
John, who is ironically a marriage, relationship and sexual coach, shares: “My wife and I went out with some friends for bowling and beer. We both had a little too much to drink.” However, that didn’t stop him from initiating intercourse with his wife that night. “I was happily pumping away with a full bladder. I began to feel the urge to ejaculate (or so I thought in my half drunken stupor). The problem was that I was peeing instead of ejaculating.” 5. Caught in the act With my new hairstyle I looked very feminine and I could easily be the younger sister of Sue. On our way to bed aunt gave me a nightie to wear and some cream to rub on in the morning before I had my shower to tidy up any unwanted hair I had. No, nothing thank you Miss,’ the girl replied again shifting her eyes towards Miss Prendergast, who gave the slightest nod of assent.Luke came over and we talked for awhile and flirted with him flipping up our skirts accidentally and making sure he was getting turned on. Sue enjoyed flirting and I was enjoying it too. Poor Luke had to put up with our teasing for the next hour. Then again maybe he was enjoying it too. I was certainly enjoying being a girl. Lowering her in his powerful arms, he lay her on their dark cherry wood floor. Tiny repeated ripples stole her conscience sex as he settled beside her.
It was the last week of term and, in the main hall, after morning assembly, the members of Class IVB were waiting with more or less apprehension for their turn in Miss Svenson’s study for an individual pupil review. This was a routine established by the Headmistress when she first came to the school some five years before and the I.P.R. had now become a regular tradition. Each child had to have a short interview with the Head in the presence of their form teacher to assess their progress during the previous term in academic and other school activities and general behaviour. Some of the fourteen and fifteen year old youngsters had come to call it “Judgment Day” and others, more irreverently, “The Confessional”. Mildred was walking by, the strains of the spanking symphony drifted through the window turning into a cocophony of sound, hard whups! and long, long howls of pain! She nodded satisfactorily. “Good old Mummy, keeping up the standards, that’ll teach her!” The tawse was the worst as it was delivered with the same force as the cane but only seemed to cause lingering pain in one place. This was a similar feeling to having fallen very heavily onto a garden gnome wearing a cone shaped hat. It maybe that only one corner of the tawse is ‘making an impression’ and that is what is producing a weird slightly ‘unpunished’ feeling as, apart from the one small area on my right bottom cheek, the rest of my bottom was pain free.
I would like to tell you about something that happened to me when I was a boy of 14 years old. Firstly I was a slim "pretty" boy of average height, small boned and with quite feminine features. For as long as I can remember I liked to play dress-up with dolls and put on girl's clothes. Since puberty, this had taken on a whole new excitement. The next morning was a bit chilly, so after putting on my lacy bra panties and camisole I put on a top and a warm full red skirt. Then I put on a cream jumper that came to my waist. At breakfast that morning I saw the others had dressed much the same - I was happy to see I was getting the hang of being a girl because I really enjoyed it. To my surprise and enjoyment, he accepted me as a girl and seemed quite interested in me. We all sat on the riverbank and talked. Luke had positioned himself on the bank below us where if we wished he could get a good view under our skirts. We all took pleasure in giving him what appeared to be accidental but were actually quite deliberate glimpses of our panties and up to our skirts. Luke was obviously getting very excited although he did not realize we had noticed.
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