Aunty Spanks Hard: Summer Vacation Discipline

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Now precious, I'm sorry you had to be introduced to Auntie's hairbrush but you know how important it is to follow our house rules. Now don't you feel better that you've had a nice hot breakfast?” Her warm palm's pressure on my bottom increased slightly. The Friday had finally come I had been looking forward to. The stars had all aligned; and I was to go over to my Aunt Chrissy’s after school for the night. It was just the two of us. I had hatched my little plan since the middle school science teacher had done an in-class experiment a month or so before. I was mesmerized by the science lab, and had always wanted to tie up my aunt. I had a couple of times as a little kid, but not since then. She was definitely the aunt who liked to play with her nieces and nephews, and wasn’t afraid to play jokes on us or even tease us a little. It took me a long time to fall asleep. Spending my first night in this strange new bedroom in nothing but a frilly nightgown had me on pins and needles, the fabric causing a constant state of arousal that I could do nothing to relieve. What was I doing? I made up my mind that I had better get out of this situation--I had not been able to even think about working on my paper, let alone plug in my computer, and I didn't see that changing anytime soon. Mrs. Fairchild obviously had an agenda that I didn't understand at all. Finally I drifted into a fitful sleep.

My mother had never given me more than a scolding and was unaware of how I felt. But non the less I aproached her and told her how I felt, and blushingly asked her to give me a bare bottom spanking over her knees. The fascination is strange. I had cousins who were spanked like that and I thought it was a lie because my parents never did that. How embarrassing!-I thought. I had been spanked over my pants but never bare; I couldn't even imagine it. My aunt was a bossy woman and ran that house so I could see her administering a spanking but I somehow thought that I was immune from her because I wasn't her kid.

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It was getting near night. We ran outside and caught fireflies. "Glowbugs" we called them. Every once in awhile you would catch a moth too, and then let it go. It was fun to see who could catch the largest moth...once my sister caught one that had at least a 5 inch wingspan, but we teased her and said it was really a bat. A white bat.

I had been spanked bare bottom over my mothers knees since I was 5 years old and it always made me cry before she stopped punishing me.I was embarrassed when my mother unbuttoned me jeans and pulled them and my underpants down to my ankles and told me to bend over knees

Hello, I am Sarah Gregory, a well known spanking model as well as professional disciplinarian. I started out as a submissive and after many years of being a bottom, I slowly discovered the part of me that enjoyed the topping side of spanking. I now consider myself to be a 50/50 switch. I feel that because I started as a bottom, I know how to be an effective top.I know what each implement feels like, I know how it feels to be draped over a stern lap,bent over a chair, and I know what makes a good spanking for me.So, because I know what I crave and need as a bottom, I feel better equipped to give to others what they crave when it comes to receiving a spanking. However, if your right and getting your bottom strapped like that left you feeling turned on (which is not usual or dirty) then you’ve got plenty of time to enjoy these things in the future. I wouldn’t deliberately do anything to get strapped by your mom you might find the experience different and a lot more painful a second time. Although, if your desperate to get the sensation again then there’s nothing to stop you from using your own belts/hairbrush/slippers against your own bottom as a form of masturbation – that MIGHT give you the same sensation again, just be careful whatever you do!!I frantically took the lace edges of my satin nightgown in my hands and dropped a deep curtsy, remembering to bow my head and then look up “demurely” as the Landlady had instructed. “Good morning Auntie Dearest!” Look at Auntie's little Princess!! What fun we are going to have!!” Auntie squeezed my waist. The blood was ringing in my ears and my pen-s was buzzing and tingling like a nest of bees. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Without warning a huge orgasm shook me, and I could feet the c-m spurting into my fur lined satin pen-s sheath under my layers of satin, crinoline and lace. I told her how I felt and blushed deep red as I asked her to start spanking me again. We talked about my reason for wanting to be spanked and I told her that I needed it and deserved it because of my bad behavior. She was in disbelief, but not angry, “You used chloroform on me!? I wouldn’t have guessed you even knew what that was… wow you really got me!”

I went to the toilet, walked upstairs and got a clean handkerchief, changed my tee shirt, threw myself onto the bed, got up again, looked at my watch again, and decided it was time to go.

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She got up, walked to the diningtable, took a chair out, got her hairbrush and sat down and looked at me.