Disciplined! - Volume 3: a spanking fiction anthology

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He pressed the paddle against her lower butt. Fresh virgin skin rested under its sure commitment. She stayed still as the powerful impact lifted her tight cheeks, sending a wave of anguish through her behind. Despite its futility, she lifted her legs to ease her agonizing bottom. Your forgiven." He placed the paddle on the dining table, removing his suit and underwear. His rigid manhood pointed hard at her. "Get naked, naughty girl. I'm going to cool your paddled bare butt."

His hardness drove her pride sky high. Her sex soared up the window, lifting her mind over the city. Flying on his flawless love, she flung her arms wide against the glass, and screamed, "I love you." contains disciplinary spanking of a fictional child, don't like, don't read** Language: English Words: 2,332 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 1 Kudos: 17 Hits: 95 The Substitute: Growing up in a Catholic orphanage meant that Marie was more than accustomed to corporal punishment. When she gets transferred to another facility she soon figures out a way to take other girls' canings for cash. Smoothing her dress over her stinging bottom, she followed him downstairs, determined to be the gracious hostess he expected. The good news is there are a lot of amazing stories after GOW Ragnarok that ARE plot rich on AO3... Just not mine.Meanwhile, seated on the sofas and chairs were Stacy’s relatives. Her aunts and uncles watched with grim satisfaction, the males admiring the teen’s mature form, while her cousins giggled and gawked. They weren’t immune from physical punishment themselves, but it was still thrilling to see a big grownup girl like Stacy get her plump behind blistered. Mark," she said, drawing him towards her. "I promise to bend in strict obedience, no matter my mood. I've granted you complete authority to punish me and require myself to obey." He returned, closing their bedroom door, carrying their short brown leather discipline strap. Folded over like a belt and stitched together, a split on the curled end doubled its sting. It appeared innocent, but she'd experienced its punishing power. Set about seven months after the end of the Grisha trilogy, when Nina would be around sixteen and freshly graduated from the school to the Little Palace proper. His kind choice had stung sense into her without great discomfort. She deserved whatever he prescribed. His moderate discipline drove her determination to support him with excellence tonight.

Set a few years after the main story of the game. Mostly so this doesn't cross-over into weird territory as far as ages go. Get It out of the Way: The headmistress encourages Morgan, who is new to St. Eunice's, to volunteer for a practice caning so she'll know what it's like before getting the real thing. He really does need John to do just that. Language: English Words: 150,956 Chapters: 123/? Comments: 1,298 Kudos: 1,060 Bookmarks: 163 Hits: 41,641

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Rising, pumped full of respect, she said, "I'm sorry. I'll be an absolute delight tonight. Thank you for strapping me. I'm sorry you needed to. Thank you for only using our discipline strap." Temptation: Veronica faces twelve cruel strokes of the cane, which is going to be horribly painful. But the Headmaster offers her a deal, a wager, which may reduce the number of strokes. So now it all depends on how much Veronica is prepared to risk. Opening his other palm, he revealed two green dice. "You'd rather I imposed my judgment on you, but you're going to gamble on your punishment. Roll one die to decide your protection." He frowned. Her attitude had been a growing problem since they'd woken. Mr. and Mrs. Davenport had founded their trusted software business twenty years ago, developing an extensive client base. Relationships mattered to them. Decades younger, he needed to convey a loving, homely impression to win their hearts and acquire their company. Chastened, his painful words thrilled her sex. "Thank you for your compliment. Tonight was easy once you'd strapped me. I'm sorry I failed you earlier. I deserve the paddle and promise to take it with dignity and grace."

Mandatory: Chelsea was an extremely well behaved girl who had never been spanked before but that was all about to change when she joined Bentford, a girls' school with extraordinary high standards where every girl was swished once per term as a character building exercise. At first, Chelsea was terrified at the prospect but her attitude changed over the years as she went on to experience all four grades of the cane: sampler, junior, senior and reformatory rods. Oh God," moaned Stacy. She argued as much as she dared, which wasn’t much, for she could see her parents were furious at her behavior and she couldn’t really disagree. She did deserve spanking, but did it have to be in front of her boy cousins? Unpredictable results are not comfortable. I had to assert my authority, strapping you thirty minutes before our guests arrived, risking your anger." Don’t worry," her father said. "You’ll be getting another spanking on Monday. You’ve committed too many crimes to just get off with one spanking." Naturally, she was found out. Her teacher was suspicious as the writing style was nothing like her own, using sophisticated words Stacy didn’t know. A bit of researched turned up the identical essay online and Stacy was busted. She sobbingly confessed and begged for another chance, terrified that if she failed the class she wouldn’t graduate.You look fantastic," he said, hoping to imbibe her with spirit as he watched her full effect arrive in their spacious living area. Given her lengthy attitude, it was a just punishment. Ache would deepen, disciplining her for several days. She pressed her bare feet onto the floor to keep still. She needed her hurt to atone. The paddle punched blazing pain, meeting honest repentance. She panted, determined to respect her punishment. Disliking her dilemma, she raised her arm, flipping a single die along the dining table. It bounced several times, rolling to a halt. One. By the time Stacy was in her teens, she was always well-behaved in public. Even at home, when friends or visitors were around, she was an absolute angel. This didn’t mean she was really that good -- just that she’d figured out not to get in trouble when others were there to see her punished.

The Deciding Factor: Emmeline, Nicole, Charisma and Denise are sent to the Headmistress for punishment. All are bewildered as to the nature of their crime, because in truth, they have done nothing wrong, yet the Head canes each and every one of them. Jasmine and Agatha are next and suffer a similar fate, but show they have potential to become a prefect. It seems the qualities a prefect must have are not academic prowess, popularity and good behaviour - merely the ability to take a thrashing in stoic silence! Plagiarism? Cheating? Forging our signatures?" roared her father, and suddenly Stacy knew what this was about. She tried to weasel her way out, begged for mercy, at least a delayed punishment (“Spank me on Monday, please!”), but her parents were too upset to grant her any kind of reprieve. His conviction carried to her ears, and she smiled from her heart. Her small soft hand, firm in his grasp, he pointed at the signature of her naked curves imprinted on their soaring glass. «BeginningShe stared at her feet. It was tough to hear. Stealing a glance at the paddle due to punish her, she flinched. Izzy will learn to keep his hands to himself and use his words, or he'll face the consequences over Stede's lap. Language: English Words: 10,114 Chapters: 5/6 Comments: 26 Kudos: 141 Bookmarks: 26 Hits: 2,146 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.