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Don't worry, you'll get used to it. Besides, you will be wearing the top part during the rest of the spanking." I found I was able to meet her gaze more comfortably now. I felt bigger, older, less like a child and more like an adult. I agreed. She was smiling at me. Ding-dong.” Just then the front doorbell rang, shattering the silence. I gave out an involuntary whimper, causing Mrs. Fairchild to smile widely as she squeezed my panty. “Wonderful, the ladies are here!! Now I expect little Princess to be on her BEST behavior, Auntie hopes she doesn't have to give snookums a spanking in front of the guests!” Does my sweet little girl need help taking off her lovely apron, hmmmmmm?” She taunted me in a sing-song voice. I nodded affirmatively.
I looked at the uniform, at all the buttons on it. I couldn't bring myself to say yes. I just cried. I never had an orgasm from any of the spankings I got, but for days after I'd be thinking about it. What I'm trying to say, is your not abnormal or anything, in fact I bet it's more common than people would like to admit. The hell you will! Give me my own clothes! I'll go to school like I always do. Dressed the way I want to! You can't tell me what to wear!" I called her bluff. It was getting near night. We ran outside and caught fireflies. "Glowbugs" we called them. Every once in awhile you would catch a moth too, and then let it go. It was fun to see who could catch the largest moth...once my sister caught one that had at least a 5 inch wingspan, but we teased her and said it was really a bat. A white bat. Not another word out of you sweetlips!! su-k your lolly and not a peep!” The woman who was working on me, who was named Sandra, started giggling. She proceeded to give me a full body wax. I did not have very much hair on my body to begin with, what little there was was very thin and wispy, but when Sandra was finished there was not a single hair anywhere below my eyebrows. It was a long laborious process, and when she was finally finished, Sandra rubbed soothing aloe lotion on every inch of by now baby-soft skin.
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I suppose, strictly speaking, Good Morning is correct , given you are a few moments early’ she said, raising her eyebrows slightly. Yes maam.” Again she smiled and patted my cheek, letting the ball of her thumb brush against my lips. There was a long pause. I could feel the beating of my own heart. Though I was confident that she wouldn't spank me, I was still a little uncertain. Aunt Christine's face seemed to be fraught with indecision. It seemed to make a decision. She started walking towards me. It wasn't a normal walk though. It seemed very deliberate. My mind told me to run from her. To get away, she wasn't bluffing at all! I tried to run, but my feat were frozen. I was paralyzed with fear. The fear of what she would do. When she reached me, she grabbed my ear, by the lobe. She started to pull me towards the door. Still, scared, I couldn't manage to move my feet. Suddenly, she gave me a sharp swat on my rear. That got me moving. As she marched me up the stairs, she started lecturing me. Ok young man if you want me to spank you, I will and you will be punished like that again until I decide to stop my mother said. I nodded and blushed deep red as I asked her to give me a hard bare bottom hairbrush spanking straight away. My mother had never given me more than a scolding and was unaware of how I felt. But non the less I aproached her and told her how I felt, and blushingly asked her to give me a bare bottom spanking over her knees.
Your parents will have told you something of our discussions, and the conclusions we reached. They will have explained to you that in my role as a Deputy Headmistress, I was responsible for the discipline of pupils, and that I have strong beliefs about the most efficient and effective techniques for modifying behaviour.’ Your all right kid. Society tries to make us scared and embarrassed by sex, that's why we feel ashamed and guilty about things that are totally natural.
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We are going to go through to the dining room, where I am going to administer four strokes of the cane to your seat, and three strokes of the strap to each of your hands.’ So, I called your Aunt Christine to see what help I should give you." "Who's 'Aunt Christine'? I never heard of the bitch." "She's my sister. We grew up together. She lives all the way down in Alabama." I was so embarrassed when my mother stopped spanking me and told me to stand. She then led me to a corner of her bedroom and told me to stand there with my red bottom on display. She sighed and rolled her eyes a little, “Okay… but next time you want to tie me up, just ask me, you don’t have to chloroform me!”
It took me a long time to fall asleep. Spending my first night in this strange new bedroom in nothing but a frilly nightgown had me on pins and needles, the fabric causing a constant state of arousal that I could do nothing to relieve. What was I doing? I made up my mind that I had better get out of this situation--I had not been able to even think about working on my paper, let alone plug in my computer, and I didn't see that changing anytime soon. Mrs. Fairchild obviously had an agenda that I didn't understand at all. Finally I drifted into a fitful sleep. You're 30 minutes late.” Her tone was icy, and she was impatiently tapping the toe of one of her pumps as she held the door open. I started to stammer a response when she cut me off.I went to the toilet, walked upstairs and got a clean handkerchief, changed my tee shirt, threw myself onto the bed, got up again, looked at my watch again, and decided it was time to go. My eyes grew large as she unfolded the pink diaper. "Oh no, Mom! Don't make me do that. PLEASE don't make me wear a diaper!" Ma’am?...’ Though I thought I knew what she meant, the moment had such a surreal quality that I think I was looking for reassurance that this was real, rather than questioning her judgment. When you are older, all you need to do is find a partner who understand. Many couples like spanking and find this makes their marriage and sex life stronger.
Yes please Auntie Dear.” Smiling, she reached over and gave my cheek a hard pinch. Then twirling me around, she untied the apron and helped me remove it. She proceeded to help me disrobe completely, dispite my protests that I could do it myself. Hello, I am Sarah Gregory, a well known spanking model as well as professional disciplinarian. I started out as a submissive and after many years of being a bottom, I slowly discovered the part of me that enjoyed the topping side of spanking. I now consider myself to be a 50/50 switch. I feel that because I started as a bottom, I know how to be an effective top.I know what each implement feels like, I know how it feels to be draped over a stern lap,bent over a chair, and I know what makes a good spanking for me.So, because I know what I crave and need as a bottom, I feel better equipped to give to others what they crave when it comes to receiving a spanking. She told me if I wanted to feel what a spanking felt like, she would give me one. But she would be the one deciding how hard and long she would spank me. I opened my mouth to say something and the Landlady slipped her index finger in, stroking my tongue with its tip. “If Princess wears an extra pretty dress for Auntie, than she can have the WHOLE day off, how does that sound honeybunch? Just nod your head for me sweetheart.”
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Well Princess,” she was postively crowing with delight as I sat there flushed and panting, “Auntie is so pleased that you want to keep dressing like an adorable baby girl. I think its a wonderful decision. In fact, Auntie can't wait to show her frilly little niece off to her friends. But first things first, time for breakfast.”
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