A photo from a long dead blog titled Sweetness Follows This is one of those stories that just blossomed. It is is a remembrance of a spanking that I gave, with a few fictional additions I didn't actually make the girl wait all day and I didn't put her in the corner. Spanking play really takes off when there is some undefined mental connection. The scene flows like a Jazz session, where the two players start improvising on the same theme. In a scene like this I can let myself become who I am, deep down in my core, running free.
Cuffed at the elbows, collared and spread, I wondered what would come next. I looked at the empty leather executive chair briefly and then laid my cheek against the cool surface of the desk. I could feel the air in the room brush past the open V between my legs, caressing my pussy in a cool embrace. I felt Mr.
By Powerone Rebecca was sent to boarding school when her Mother married again. Her new Stepfather did not seem to like her around and arranged for her to be sent to the new school. Her Mother was reluctant at first, but he convinced her that it was a well-known and established school and that it would be good for Rebecca to go there. Rebecca was uncomfortable on the trip to the school as her Mother did not go, just her stepfather.
This story is a fiction. The Joint I live in small town America — my wife and I moved into a nice neighborhood. Great for kids, folks don't lock their doors. Our neighbor was a single mom, widowed with two kids..
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