The Other Side of the Hairbrush: Tales of women spanking women

Product Information

That’s good to hear, since it still is technically against your rules” she said, kissing Jill’s temple. Jill nodded and sighed.

Oh shit! Why today, why does she need a hug? Today of all days when I have let her down.” Thought Karen.I’m gonna be getting punished a lot, then” Jill mumbled mostly to herself. Natalie shifted in her seat. Now she had a vehicle for her pride. She had always been proud of her daughter, a bright intelligent daughter. Not many from the village had got into Grammer School in recent years. She knew that a lot of her peers in the W.I. Would be saying that very night…”I hear Karen got into Grammer school, she deserves it, her Mummy will be so proud.” In Karen’s case Mummy simply said, “I have signed it, and returned it already. Let me say this just once Karen. If you are ever punished at school, you will be punished again at home, understood?” Um..to never break curfew, and to not take your Jeep!” she answered, closing her eyes. She hoped that was a good enough answer, but she wasn’t sure.

I know it will be an adjustment, but I think it’s what is best for you. If you really think you need to smoke, we can discuss that. But I’d prefer if you didn’t, and I’d like to make that enforceable” Natalie replied, knitting her fingers together before resting them on the table in front of her. Jill turned slightly pink and looked down at the paper as if studying it. She shifted in her chair uncomfortably without replying. Murmurs and a few stifled giggles ran around the room. Every girl knew what that meant. So too did the teachers. Catherine: “In our relationship, maintenance spanking is like Sunday brunch – regular, intimate, and something we both look forward to. It keeps things spicy and allows me to establish dominance in a very tangible way. It’s our own dance of power and trust. My advice? Make it a ritual, make it regular, but above all, make it yours. Tailor it to your relationship’s needs and let it remind you of your unique dynamic.” The journey to the end of the day was like some heroic trek in a fantasy novel. Long and arduous. The lunch time collection of the ‘death sentence’ sent a cold shiver to her tummy. The words left the slip and ran amok in her brain. There before her the words threatened her bottom. The Littles Party in Sarah’s suite was later on in the evening and I went to that. She had many little playmates there and they were all well behaved, thankfully. I’m not a “littles” fan and only go because it means so much to Sarah to have her Momma there. Sometimes these play parties can get out of hand with a bunch of over-sized brats throwing paper airplanes, shooting water pistols and just being annoying. I have no patience for this whatsoever!Jill, bend over the chair, now. Do not make me tell you again” Natalie commanded, looping the belt over in her hand. Jill groaned and stood still, clutching her bottom in fear. out at a friend's house when she was supposed to go home. I put on my galoshes and walked very fast to Why yes, she knows. Little rascal scouted me earlier today to try and confirm it, matter of fact. I had to shoot at her in front of Bobo to make it look like I aimed to kill her. We had a…confrontation at the bar that didn’t end well. Point is, she knows. She figured it out long before anyone else, that’s for sure.”

From the very first visit to the Girl’s Grammer School, it was made clear that corporal punishment was used. After a tour of the school looking at laboratories, home economic rooms and such like, the new girls were sat, with their Mums. At the end of the ‘Inroductory Speech’ by the Headmistress. It was made perfectly clear that corporal punishment was used to keep any naughty girl in line, and that parents had to sign a consent form to say that they agreed with the school’s Disciplinary Code of Conduct. This caused a mumbling stir in the Assembly Hall and the loins of many girls, as Mummy’s turned to whisper to their child. Spankings were common after that first one, ranging from what Lucille referred to as, “a nice little spanking,” applied when she wanted to get my attention, to an all-out and prolonged punishment paddling to correct some willful misbehavior. Always fair, Lucille was also always strict and demanding. Always, that is, until two weeks ago when she suddenly left me, losing a brief but spirited bought with cancer.

Get help with access

You know better than to lie to me, especially when I’ve given you a chance to redeem yourself. You deserve to be punished, little girl. And that is exactly what you will get.” She said, walking into the bedroom and over to the corner. Guiding Amanda into the corner, she positioned her how she wanted her. Her arms raised, her hands clasped behind her head. She roughly yanked the girl’s leggings down, ignoring the increasing protestations. The girl was several inches shorter than her so it was not a difficult battle to win.