Punished: A Collection of Sexy Spanking Stories

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She released me from her embrace and added: “That’ll make sure you remember your 13th birthday, won’t it?”And yes, I remember it as clearly as the day it happened. I’m sorry, sir,” Layla replied. “I promise I’ll try harder. I’m holding down two jobs—I work in a bar in the evenings—and sometimes I’m exhausted.”

My brother sat at the table and talked with the men. I don't think he enjoyed it much. It didn't LOOK like much fun, just sitting there and talking. He would have had more fun playing marbles with us. But, that's what you gotta do when you grow up, I guess. Consent to this punishment, and I will allow you to remain in my employ. Refuse and you are fired.” Layla was too busy to think about the odd meeting with Mr Larson until she arrived home after two in the morning. She was exhausted again, but she could not sleep. She wasn’t aroused this time. She was annoyed. Mr Larson had tried to bully her. He tried to make her buy him a drink because she was rude! He was the judgemental one. He was just a bully. He had taken advantage of her. She felt stupid that she had let him spank her. She was so shy and gullible, he must have known he could get her to agree. Get her to submit to him. Oh shit! Why today, why does she need a hug? Today of all days when I have let her down.” Thought Karen. Excuse me,” I said, swirling to face him. “What makes you think you were invited to come in here with me?”

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Karen took the note, her hand shaking slightly. She could feel the cheeks on her face flush. “No Mummy I do not have any homework tonight.”

Layla worked hard and did not speak to Mr Larson for the rest of the day. At the end of the day, she changed into her bar uniform and saw that he was still in his office. Everyone else had left, and she considered going to his office. Apart from a simple good morning, Mr Larson did not speak to her the next day either. He behaved no differently towards her than he always did, but she felt they had shared an intimate moment and… You look fantastic," he said, hoping to imbibe her with spirit as he watched her full effect arrive in their spacious living area. She wondered if he had thought about her. Whether he had masturbated to the thought of her. Whether he wanted to take her.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." My wife announced on Saturday that she had time to deal with me just before we went out with friends. She thought it would be amusing if I was to sit at dinner with a scorched bottom. Clare smiled. "A silly professional mistake. He was kind and corrected my error. I cooked him dinner as thanks. My stir-fry is legendary, it seems." Yes. I hope that you enjoy the experience, but I won’t go out of my way to make sure that you do. This arrangement is to fulfil my needs. You won’t always like it, sometimes you will receive pain, but I hope you will accept it. You feel the need to be dominated?” WHAT!?" I stared at it in disbelief! "No way! I'm NOT sleeping in a crib! I'm SEVEN!!" I stated, crossing my arms. As far as I was concerned, this argument was over. They'd just have to put me somewhere else!

He broke away. "I didn't need your attitude today. I'm relying on you tonight and expect perfection. Regardless of your performance, I'm will paddle you before bed." Predicting your mood was a constant gamble. Our evening might have gone wrong if I hadn't strapped you." Mum and I have laughed about that day many times over the years since. I do wonder if she had planned the bare bottom element or whether it was a spur of the moment decision. Layla had finished serving a group of office workers when she noticed another customer waiting on his own. She caught her breath. I'm pleased to announce that I've just published a new story collection, Twelve of the Best: Volume 13!

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p.m. Go to mum’s with my sister, daughter, and nanna. Chat, giggle, watch telly. Nanna sings, mum comes down with a cold, I send hubby sexy texts. Karen remembers the day her adventure at Grammer School began. It was the day she received the letter telling her that she had passed the 11+ exam with flying colours.