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I saw David for his 2nd punishment spanking for drinking and driving. You can read his version of the session in my testimonials section in my members area. His girlfriend Lindsay also wrote a report. I caned David 16 times – something he’d never had done before and surely doesn’t want again. Waiting, Miss Roberts recognized Anya's female silence, her negotiation with herself, her last chance to escape, and her final decision. After a few months I was feeling somewhat strange in my gut. I felt like I needed to be punished harder for my misbehavior than the loss of things and privligies. It was then that the recent thought of the normality beyond the house returned, and Mummy noticed the bedroom window open. It was a secret no more, the sound of this spanking would travel! In a strange way it encouraged Mummy. Who stopped. I don't have to speak to you," Carly said, noticing the beautiful Indian lawyer waiting outside her college gates. Yesterday she hadn't liked her. Nothing had changed.
She'd stripped to her favorite pink bikini panties, ready for bed, when Miss Roberts called. She'd asked her to call when she became free, needing a satisfied client to close her case. I looked at the uniform, at all the buttons on it. I couldn't bring myself to say yes. I just cried.The spanking continued on my bare bottom. I couldn't believe how much more it hurt on the bare bottom then covered. My rear was already warm from the covered spanking so I was already squirming with the first swat. Aunt Christine never said anything. It seemed that all of her mind was set on spanking. After about 5 minutes of continuous spanking, I was starting to sob. I started asking her, politely, to stop. My requests fell on deaf ears. Eventually she stopped. Those were VERY embarrassing but we got spankings in front of each other so often that it wasn't worth "begging" not to be spanked with them watching. So…I’ve been asked a variety of questions around the topic of getting domestic discipline spankings and so thought I’d respond to them all here. When I was in my 20s I moved in with a women 12 years my senior. She was quite beautiful and sophisticated. I was living in her house and shortly aster moving in she began to discuss “rules of the house.” I was attracted to her and needed a place to stay so I listened and when she first said violations would be met with swift stern punishment. I felt a strange sense of titillation and I thought ok I will go along. She asked if I had been spanked by my mom growing up and when I said no, she said it showed. She lived in a duplex she shared with her aging mother and when she thought I hadn’t shown her mother the proper degree of respect she scolded me and listed a number of infractions that she deemed worthy of correction.
The spit in her mouth had gone, her knees went weak as she saw Mummy swell before her taking a deep breath. Her eyebrow lifted and vanished beneath her fringe. She sat down, and opened the envelope. Saturday June 21: I shot a video with a long-time naughty boy of mine who didn’t want his name used or show his face in the video. It worked out very well because the theme of the video was a POV naughty-boy-lecture similar to the one I did years ago with Jennifer Brookes and proved to be very popular. This time though, instead of me sitting and talking to the camera, I have a real naughty boy to scold, send to the corner, and put over my knee. The title is Your Punishment Spanking. You live at home," Anya said. "I'm guessing your parents saw your cane marks. You created your deceptive tale to cover yourself. Am I right?"
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Without doubt there would be a degree of jealousy from some with troublesome daughters too, and even though she would never admit it, that gave her satisfaction too! Oh shit! Why today, why does she need a hug? Today of all days when I have let her down.” Thought Karen.
Emotionally I was now much better off than before. During the spanking, the dreadful pain was so overwhelming that it alone occupied my mind but afterwards, the emotional impact of the spanking became dominant and though I naturally was not jubilant, I was far from despondent and in low spirits. My glowing red, aching and throbbing bottom caused me great discomfort and would for some time continue. I had been burdened by shame and guilt because I was naughty and now I had been thoroughly punished as I deserved. The fierce pain on my bottom made me very aware of having been punished but the dreadful pain I had endured and was still suffering the aftermath of also made me aware that I had got the punishment I deserved and needed. I had atoned for my misbehavior and now was given a fresh start.I’m sorry I didn’t get a diary written for last week but I was quite busy preparing for Thanksgiving plus I had out of town company for the week. The shop assistant was indeed a W.I. member, and knew the women in the village. Mummy knew that it would soon be common knowledge that she was now armed. Forgive me, Sir John. Please understand that, when it's so easy for someone to go on the internet and (in effect) write fiction, honest witnesses sometimes get suspected unjustly. I do in fact have some evidence which seems to support your account in general terms. (I hope everyone will understand why I'm going to keep it to myself for the time being.) But there are other things which don't quite seem to ring true.
Anya smiled. Miss Roberts hadn't agreed to this offer, but understanding young women was her entire business. Plus, she'd argue for Carly. Oh NO!" Jill wailed, grabbing her bottom, "Not bare bottom! Not the BELT! Oh god daddydaddy don't whip me HERE! Take me home pleeeease!... don't make me take my panties off here!" Her mummy, was at the very least, delighted! “Ohhh you clever girl Karen, you have made your Mummy so very proud. This Saturday, we are off to town you and I, we will go to Rushet’s Cafe on the High Street, and I’ll take you to your favourite bakers and get you a lovely cream cake to have after Sunday tea! Then my dear, we will go looking at uniforms and satchels. You are going to look lovely, you deserve the best….well done!”
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Her spanking dance was vivid, hopping clutching, showing all her charms - I felt sorry for her doing that in front of me and Kathy and six virtual strangers! Karen got out and some involuntary action told her to stand to attention. Anything good right now, might stop the severity of what was to come. My mother was determined to make sure I got what I see ked and used her wooden hairbrush very effeciently. Now Danny, this can either be a pleasant experience, or it can be an unpleasant one. The choice will be entirely up to you." I was puzzled. "Um.. Ok. But, could you please call me Dan?" I thought that nothing could hurt more than the hairbrush, I was wrong. Before she was done, I was already bawling like a baby. I couldn't stop crying, no matter how hard I tried. Then, she stopped.
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