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Then I went home. I didn't tell my parents. I have never done it. What could they do about it ? They certainly couldn't have erased from anyone's brain the sight of my bottoms. I acted as if nothing happened, but inside I was literally broken. I barely slept that night. I was hoping that everybody would have forgotten my punishment the next day. How wrong was I. After a while, Kate called to the three of us: “OK, kids, time to head home let’s go!” Denise and I ran over to her promptly, but Kristie was having too much fun on the monkey bars and was not ready to leave. Her Mom told her a second time that it was time to go. Kristie replied in a sassy tone: “No, Mommy! I’m staying here!” The room was a combined lounge-diner. Auntie Deirdre got up, took a chair from under the dining table and placed it in the centre of the room, facing Mum’s wheelchair. Auntie Deirdre sat down on it, put the hairbrush down on her lap and called me to her side – which I did very reluctantly.
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Lucille left it to me, along with a complete, and I do mean complete, description of the relationship she had with you for the past few years. In addition to her business, she requested I take over other matters in her absence. The original of this document, in your handwriting, was left to me to use as I saw fit to ensure you did not revert to your old, bad habits. After seeing how you’ve dishonored my sister’s memory by letting her home turn into a pigsty, I’m sorely tempted to just send copies of it to your boss and everyone else you know and be done with it… and with you.”After Viennese shortbread accompanying rose-petal panna cotta, she drew Mrs. Davenport aside while their men chatted. Her discreet stinging bottom had lasted an hour, settling into a pleasant promise. Now!” Vera demanded, “or this little incriminating document may find its way to an ad in the evening paper.” Smoothing her dress over her stinging bottom, she followed him downstairs, determined to be the gracious hostess he expected. His sharp leather signatures delivered fiery pain. She analyzed her interactions, struggling to discover a single polite one. His uncompromising toughness pulsed pleasure into her sex, clearing spaces in her mind for genuine remorse. Thin rectangles of penetrating heat replaced fading strokes, keeping her bottom ablaze and her conscience clear. He was beating her without debate. She deserved it. Strapping her hard, he was leaving her lowest curves - on which she would sit - untouched.
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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." By now really embarrassed, I went a bit further up the garden so I couldn’t hear the rest of the conversation, but then my mother shouted at me: “Simon! Come here!” A few days later, when my visit was almost over, Kate and my Dad sat all three of us kids down and made an announcement – they were getting married.
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Mum and I remain very close – and I believe those fun spankings have a lot to do with the strength of our relationship. In fact, as I was typing this story, she called me – it’s almost like she knew what I was up to! That night, as I was lying down and getting ready to sleep, Kate walked into my room and sat on my bed. She said to me: “You’ve heard me tell Denise and Kristie that I spank them because I love them, haven’t you?” I nodded. “Well, now you know that I love you too.” She kissed me on the cheek. The sobbing didn’t as the heat sank in, and pain exploded, she just wailed and wailed.”Now up you get… and straight to bed young lady, AND stay there… Once you have stopped crying I don’t want to hear another peep out of you…do you hear? Or you will be going over my knee again… Okay it’s done!”
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Before I knew it, Mother had grabbed Katie and pushed her across the big pine wooden dining table. It had been some time since I had seen Katie being punished so I looked on with some interest. So at this moment everyone was talking and laughing loudly while the teacher was trying to calm us down. Thinking that my comment was going to be unheard in such noise I said : "Mr.X (our teacher's name) is a d**c**b** !"... Except that somehow the whole class suddenly went silent right before I talked. It's funny (may I dare say it this way) how I felt and still feel to this day that the class premeditated the spanking in some way or another... Why did they choose to go completely quiet right at this moment ? And why didn't I decide to say some BS just a few seconds before everyone went silent or to just shut it up ? Standing, she rubbed her burning bare butt to ease its fiery sting. "God, I'm sorry. I've never been more sorry in all my life," she groaned. Pressing her sex against his obvious erection, she hugged him and said, "Thank you for paddling me. I deserved tough love." Unpredictable results are not comfortable. I had to assert my authority, strapping you thirty minutes before our guests arrived, risking your anger."
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I had sex with him the exact same way several times, but I decided to stop at some point. We had seen each other too much. He knew what my butt looked like. There was no more embarrassment of being seen naked. dowdy dress she always wore way up revealing her heavy nylon-clad thighs. This younger woman held no attraction for me, Around three weeks afterwards, the unthinkable happened – and I got my last ever spanking from Mother. 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.
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not expected Marianne’s hand would be this effective a punishment device. I didn’t want to act childish in front of 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.” Five or six, you keep your jeans," he said, "three or four, you keep your panties, one or two, I paddle you bare. This roll counts towards your total swats."
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Hearing such words spoken, with such intimate detail and in front of my sister, was mortifying. However, I had little choice but to bow my head and obediently, quietly answer ‘yes’. I made myself scarce. That evening, mum sat me down at the kitchen table and I had to write a letter of apology to Shona, to include a full description of the leathering I had received as a ‘reward’ for my misconduct. The task completed to mum’s satisfaction, I was then sent to bed early. I was not looking forward to tomorrow! She'd rather he decide. Her savage, bare sting would be over soon, unless her next roll went against her.
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