Bare bottom spanking story

Duration: 13min 26sec Views: 863 Submitted: 11.08.2019
Category: Cuckold
Single, I was perfectly comfortable with no children or roommates. Then Kara, my best friend from elementary school called and begged me to let her year-old daughter Emily live under my roof. Emily had become too difficult for Kara and I knew she needed and deserved a break. I put the list of top ten rules up on the refrigerator so there was no need to remind Emily of anything. All was agreed and one Saturday afternoon Kara dropped Emily off with a boat load of stuff.

Emily Needs A Bare Bottom Spanking…Desperately!

How my life changed Chapter 1: Cp 1 - The spanking on the train, a general fiction | FictionPress

You are welcome to contact the author, Tracy Tony. I was not born until the mids a time when spanking was becoming unfashionable. It was outlawed in schools and rarely used in homes. I was about eight years old when punishments became more severe. The neighbour had complained to my mother who had told me off and warned me not to do it again. I did not for a couple of weeks but then one afternoon the temptation became too much: I pressed the button and immediately the door opened — the lady grabbed my shoulder and marched me straight down the road to my home.

A Girl’s First Bare Bottom Spanking – True Story

The stories on this web page started with several spanking stories that I had saved away. Looking back on the dates for these stories I see that I started publishing my stories on the Web in September of I wish there were more stories here. I'm a slow writer. Some of this is due to other demands on my time.
First chapter I have a life-long interest for spanking, ever since I was a young child. I never got spanked as a kid, though I was always so excited to hear when other kids told that they had been spanked for one reason or another. Especially when my best friend, a girl named Sandra, told me about a spanking she had received. Since we were close friends, I could also ask her about a little more details of the spankings she got, seemlingly just caring for her. Not that I didn't, I loved her and didn't really want her to be spanked, but every time she told me I couldn't help but to whish that one day I would be lucky enough to be at her house when she was in for it.