Bare Bottom Discipline: a collection of erotic spanking stories

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Now it was Tasha’s turn – her long-suffering spanker was getting impatient so she should complete the task , or else. Besides, it was getting a little cold. English graveyards are never warm. So, Tasha without much further ado, unbuttoned the dungarees. The flaps unflapped, hooks were unhooked and buttons undone, until at last the trews and panties came down (not Raeger but M&S) revealing a sight of total delight – a deeper-cheeked rear of width and girth. Penny gave out a cry of delight – “what an inheritance my dearest friend – your splendid bottom bare – which in time will no doubt be passed on to generations yet unborn”. Tasha said, “Penny, now listen we’re both hot and bothered. No need to go far. This churchyard’s large, let’s find a grave stone and you can set to…” I talked to your mother about your punishment. She said that cutting class and forging a permission Still angry about my messy kitchen I began paddling her bottom right away with determination. There were so many reasons she deserved this. Emily tried not to react at first. But after the fifth or sixth swat landing firmly on the middle of her bottom, she finally began to shout about how it hurt. I explained that the purpose was for it to hurt. How else was she going to learn that I was serious about my house rules? In fact, by the time I was finished, I expected that Emily would be crying because her bottom would be so sore. This was a lesson I was going to make sure she learned.

stomach and she would give me a hand spanking followed by a brief paddling. More often Debbie would put When the spanking was over, Debbie held me over her knee, caressing my bottom. "Shh.. It's all over Although as an adult I have moved away from Alabama, both physically and intellectually, that is where I I did. My mother mentioned again that it sounded like I was happy and she thanked Debbie for taking I never let it get that far," she answered. "You see, we'd start with a bare bottom spanking, but I'd use the switch at the end as a final reminder."if I had done something more serious she would talk to my mother about what I had done. Sometimes my When my mother wrote Debbie that she would be away working on the oil field mapping project for most I got up from the couch and took Debbie by the hand, marching her upstairs. She tried to pull away, which felt wonderful. After we cleaned up the breakfast dishes we went into the livingroom. We sat on spankings. When Debbie punished me, I knew that I was getting a spanking because I had disappointed

And what a sight met their eyes. Vicar sat, trousers at knees, his own bare cheeks upon the chair wood (Tasha nodded in approval). Across his lap lay a bottom bare of sizable girth, and rounded cheek being turned white to pink with vigour and vim. In short he was giving it what for with a good deal of welly thrown in. But who was the owner of those bare acres? She could be heard, but face not seen. you get up, I will start over. If you try to cover your bottom or you move out of position, I will addKara gave me full permission upfront to do whatever I felt was necessary to straighten Emily out. Even if it meant putting a stop to her behavior like my mother had done for me years earlier. You see, Kara had witnessed the kind of punishment my mother had inflicted on me when I had an attitude. When we were in 9 th grade, she had watched my mother give me a bare bottom spanking with both her hand and a hairbrush one morning before leaving for school. It was one of the most humiliating experiences of my life. (Not to mention making it hard for me to sit down in class for the rest of the day.) Time to leave them, until the next time…Mummy is downstairs, putting the slipper away, until next time. She knows this will not be the last time it will be used, it will probably have just been the first of many. Soon her bottom was a lovely red, spreading down to her upper thigh. Mummy remembered the sit spot and how it stung, so delivered ten right across the point where her voluptuous cheeks joined her thighs. How they bounced, sinking in, then springing up instantly, and how she wriggled trying to pull free of the pain. But Mummy held her firmly, a tight grip around her waist holding the hand that tried to protect her. This annoyed Mummy, she was in mid flow! In late May of that year, my mother had to go on an extended business trip to work on a large oil field

looked at my bottom later I saw that the cane welts were all perfectly parallel from the top curve of Tasha just tingled a great deal more, and longed for her fingers to go and explore down in that place which sends you to space, but that could wait, and Mrs F’s own technique she just had to see. (A little plan formed in her head).

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Miss Anderson count "thirteen" and I knew my punishment was almost over. As she had with when she gave I went upstairs to my room and rewrote the section of the paper that Debbie had corrected. I was glad The spanking you gave me hurt a lot. I learned my lesson and I promise, I'll never cut class again. But One morning, while Debbie and I were in bed, she told me about a "trip to the woodshed" fantasy she had.

most students who have to take twelve strokes get more than two extras. Mrs. Wilson caned a young lady I looked up at her. "You're not going out wearing that, young lady", I said, trying to sound stern. When I was complete with Emily’s punishment I felt much better. I didn’t think she or her friend would ever cross me again. But, in case I wrong I decided to add a little insurance. A formidable no nonsense women. Her standing in the community was the fuel that drove her on. At Christmas she probably had to do without, to provide a lovely Christmas for her daughter. She was the woman you went to to get something done, Tombolas, Raffles, Carol Concerts to name a few. In short, she was a very much loved and respected member of the village community. mapping project. This was the largest project her company had ever had and she wanted to be there toMy mother had me a couple of years after they got married. She took a brief leave at the end of her I'm sorry I didn't get ready for bed when you told me to. I'll be better in the future, I promise",