ITC Spanking Magazine Reader’s Letters and Stories Special Number 4

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The weekend came around and some relatives of the American family turned up for the day. There were a couple more boys around my age. They all seemed to be more interested in basketball than soccer or rugby. The boys played ‘hoops’, as they called it, behind the garage every chance they could. The following year the invitation was reciprocated and we went to the US to stay with them. By then I was 14, almost turning 15. 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."

With the internet and so much being available online the need or market for spanking magazines seems to have evaporated. I always liked Janus and I thought Ma'am was a superior F/M effort. The best online 'zine was the much missed Bared Affair. 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.Like many boys, I loved cars. Val’s husband had a classic Mustang and had promised me a ride in it when we got over there. I was very excited about this.

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. Addeddate 2022-02-16 21:06:58 Identifier lpr-painful-pleasures Identifier-ark ark:/13960/s2v8xk2gqhp Ocr tesseract 5.0.0-1-g862e Ocr_autonomous true Ocr_detected_lang qu Ocr_detected_lang_conf 0.5421 Ocr_detected_script ArabicWhy do you ask? Did you want to try? The paddle’s probably still on the table in the basement.” I said ‘yes please’ as enthusiastically as possible! Val laughed and said: “Come on, then!” Have a good week. Bad news over here- the Olympic Ladies Beach Volleyball competitors might be allowed to wear T-shirts and Shorts because of our inclement UK weather. Cry Foul! 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. The two families are still great friends, and we visit each other quite regularly. I have never mentioned anything about that day since to Val, although I’ve always wanted to ask if she was just messing about. I suspect I’ll never get a straight answer. As far as I know, nobody knew anything about that paddling except us two. I certainly didn’t mention it to anyone. You were magnificent tonight," he said. "But I must paddle you. You filled my mental space with unnecessary angst while I prepared for this dinner."