Spanking

This story is primarily about spanking and is TOTALLY a fantasy. If you are dumb enough to actually try this at home, you will discover that your breaking point is well below Joan-e’s 460+. But if you are smart enough to read this as a fantasy– and accept it as such– you will enjoy it. And whether you enjoy giving or receiving OTK hand spankings, reading this story will give you a nice, warm, internal glow as you think about Joan-e’s glowing red ass. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =...

I placed my right hand on her back rubbing it up and down Thank you for the drink. It’s my pleasure as long as you keep rubbing my back. Sorry..no problem I didn’t say stop that as she moved her right hand over my lap as she exited between the seats. Maria is a very lucky girl I see. I froze in my seat knowing she felt my semi hard cock so I decided to visit the bathroom before returning to the girls. I walked back to the ladies and noticed Luz was gone. Luz went home? Maria tells me yes...

“Please Sir, we haven’t played it in forever. Please, please, please,” you beg from your knees. Looking up at me you seductively bite your lip, knowing I can never turn that look down, especially when you are only wearing panties and a blouse half unbuttoned. “Very well,” I say, which brings forth a giddy squeal and a kiss from you. “Master Says, go get the punishment box,” I say, to which you bolt to your feet, down the hall to our room, and return carrying a box of toys. “Very good, Master says, finish unbuttoning your shirt,” I say as you...

This is my entry in the May 2012 Calling All Writers event. It was inspired by several things: the picture posted by CAW #11 Hostess ejls to begin this Challenge, the song “Lyin' Eyes” by the Eagles, and a few brain-storming sessions with a new member who I suspect will become a popular writer. I knew the title of my story as soon as I saw the picture. The rest came later. Thanks in advance for reading. ***** “I heard a song driving over here,” Goldie said. “You know that band 'The Eagles'?” “Mhm,” I wasn't really listening. I was watching...

After leaving Uni Claire worked for a real estate company down town for a couple of years until it folded in the crash of 2008 She struggled for a while doing odd shifts waitressing and temping in offices getting deeper in debt until she found out they were recruiting hostesses at a Gentlemen’s club down town. She wouldn’t be seen dead in such a place usually but she was desperate and had bills to pay. She applied and got offered a weeks trial Gentleman’s club Claire arrived for her first shift working at the club just after 7.30pm. She stepped into...

I had just stopped for dinner at a truck stop and walked back out to my rig. I had fired the truck up and turned the air on high. Just the 200 yard walk from the truck stop to my truck had me soaked in sweat. It was 100 or above in the shade that day. As I set in the cab of the truck and got my log caught up I thought about the 325 miles I still had to go that day before I could shut down for the night. Just then I saw someone walking out of the...

Mia Matsumiya, the beautiful 24 year old Japanese violinist, was 8 months pregnant when Stan, the man who had raped and impregnated her in the dingy bathroom of a bar and grill, managed to track her down again. He had coerced her into coming with him to a nearby park, where they talked for some time and came to an agreement about how they would attempt to raise the little girl growing inside her, partly to cover the shame Mia felt at being a husbandless mom within her culture, and partly because she knew Stan would never leave her alone, no...