It was their tradition for the nine months that they had been dating every Saturday morning they picked a local restaurant to have a nice big breakfast at. He knocked again she tried to get the paddle back into the box and was just crossing her living room when Brent knocked again. We spent endless nights sitting on h. Jeff hadn't realized that there was a whole community of people that loved getting spanked. Holding her open he squeezed some of the lubricant onto her anus.
He noticed eyes turning in her direction and grabbed her arm to pull her toward the elevator. Still dazed about the turn of events she opened the door. Her mind raced how had she not noticed that Brent was a spanko! I now knew why she wanted me to flip her off instead of using some kind of safe word. As they entered the bedroom he turned to face her and pulled her to him, kissing her. Then he paused just for a moment I knew that he was reaching for a paddle, but I couldn't see which one he had decided on. This is a Daphne and Sol domestic discipline spanking story.
Angela peered over her computer screen to see Emily arriving half an hour late as usual. My head had been lowered in shame on my walk to the structure, but up here with the wind blowing ever so slightly I looked out at the gathered mass of people with lust in their eyes, completely surrounding the platform. She made it look as if she were checking my ankle chains, and she used her body to block the tourists from seeing her place the items deep inside my slick womanhood with surprisingly little resistance. I had been to nude beaches and had been just as wet and naked while exiting the ocean, and I knew the all men and some of the women there looked just as lustfully at my body from behind their reflective sun glasses as the cheering tourists did. Inspired by the discomfort of the evil plug in her bottom, Daphne finally asks for a spanking.
Did you have any questions? The stories and a few essays published on this web site involve spankings. The first song began playing and he began steadily paddling her bottom to the rhythm of the song. His voice startled her. He told me my bag wasn't where I had told him it was, and he had no choice but to hold me for the next several weeks until the judge returned, unless of course I wanted to plead guilty to the charges with the mayor standing in for the judge to certify the jury's sentence.