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Sandy's eyes sparkled as she accepted with alacrity. She and Miss Mulcahy enjoyed each other's company. Chastened, his painful words thrilled her sex. "Thank you for your compliment. Tonight was easy once you'd strapped me. I'm sorry I failed you earlier. I deserve the paddle and promise to take it with dignity and grace."
Mummy was a perfect product of the 1950’s. A dutiful housewife who had kept an excellent house since the day she married. Sadly her husband was no longer around, but stoically, with a stiff upper lip and a gallon of fortitude, she had carried on running the house, her home, with pride. p.m. Read smutty book about submissives, skipping the girl-on-girl stories as they don’t float my boat. Come thinking about being bound and used for a man’s pleasure. A small voice from the rostrum made itself heard above the busy rustling of the girls' macs. "Please may I put this down now, Miss?" It's wonderful watching a happy young couple," Mrs. Davenport replied. "Thank you for your reassurance. After twenty years, our employees' futures matter."
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She shivered as he returned, carrying their white oak punishment paddle. Six smooth holes drilled through it increased its speed, boosting its pain delivery. His promise powering her, she hung on his next words.
Last winter I was over at my friend's house and we were bored, so we decided to go in her hot tub. We went skinny-dipping since it was so cold outside and the hot tub was superhot. Afterward, we decided to go jump in the snow outside. Well, what we didn't know was that my crush lived on her street and was out taking a walk. So, when we ran to the front yard and jumped in the snow, he totally saw us! I was so embarrassed!"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. He frowned. Her attitude had been a growing problem since they'd woken. Mr. and Mrs. Davenport had founded their trusted software business twenty years ago, developing an extensive client base. Relationships mattered to them. Decades younger, he needed to convey a loving, homely impression to win their hearts and acquire their company. There was not a doubt in my mind she meant what she said, and I scurried off to Lucille’s study, where her wooden paddle hung behind the closet door. I had no problem finding it; I’d been sent to fetch it often enough by my late wife. And I realized I was shaking with dread and the slightest dawning of sexual arousal that often accompanied these situations, at least in the beginning moments before the reality of a spanking took over.
p.m. Bake a Jamaican cake to use up tinned fruit in the pantry. Love new recipes and this one looks like it could be a good one. Trying not to think about the fact I’m being weighed tomorrow at Weight Matters (like Weight Watchers but free and provided by the NHS) after a long break. I may be big and beautiful but I have to work at being healthy. Needs to be a balance, I think. Maybe that’s the Libra in me talking? 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." Layla hadn’t realised what she was getting herself into when she agreed to allow her boss to discipline her for her lateness. Little did she know she would awaken a need for domination and punishment. Nor did she expect to discover the thrill she felt when she allowed the fierce and intense Mr Larson to spank her. In Karen’s case Mummy simply said, “I have signed it, and returned it already. Let me say this just once Karen. If you are ever punished at school, you will be punished again at home, understood?” Yes. Yes, I do,” I blurted after only a short pause, sensing a slight twitch in the paddle resting on my hypersensitive behind.We’ll see,” Vera said. “Perhaps if you are very, very obedient from now on, I’ll save you that disgrace. Still,” she added, “you can’t be let off scot-free. Fetch me Lucille’s paddle,” she demanded, sternly. “It’s time I got to work.”
Turn and face the wall, you silly girl," Alison was told. "Sandy, you stand on the far side, and Janet, you stand here. I want you two girls to hold her mac up." She stared at her feet. It was tough to hear. Stealing a glance at the paddle due to punish her, she flinched. Ready for inspection, then," she said briskly, recovering herself a little and the girl, grateful for the familiar regime, brought herself to attention. With quivering fingers, Miss Mulcahy explored the girl's raincoat, thrilling to the feel of the cool, smooth, flexible fabric. She discovered that she was wearing it with nothing on underneath and thought it best to advise her to come fully clothed next time and change when she arrived: a pity - but surely there was something not quite right otherwise? It was different inside the gymnasium, of course...I finally was able to go to bed. I climbed into the crib, and my mother put the side up. I tossed and turned for awhile, aware of the diapers and wondering why they felt so good to me. We have agreed to her being able to punish the girls in any manner she seems fit, with no limits on the length or strength of the punishments. They are totally in her strict care, a life of discipline awaits them.
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