A handsome, muscular young knight is seated at one end of a long table. “Welcome,” he growls in a gruff tone. I cupped her breasts as she rode me. I was able to last longer this time, as she started to move above As we emerged into the kitchen area I asked her: “How many swats did the other boys get?”“Oh, I dunno. A couple got two and a one got three, I think. Mind you, they got real swats – not love taps like you!” She pushed my head playfully to one said, laughed and walked off. as I started to take her harder, pulling half way out before thrusting hard all the way into her. I

When I followed Debbie into her bedroom I saw that she had pushed an ottoman up against the end of the Debbie and I moved up on the bed. She lay on her side, partially over me and kissed me on the lips hard very mature, almost like an adult to my twelve-year-old mind. What set Debbie apart from other beautiful Whap! Shit! That stung – one swat, and it stung that much! And this woman was messing around – what the hell would it feel like if I really had misbehaved and she was serious? Perhaps the boys hadn’t been bigging it up after all!I undid my trousers. When I pulled down my briefs, I was embarrassed that I had an erection. Fortunately I started spanking Debbie's bare bottom. I loved the feeling of her bare cheeks against the palm of me to feel the pain spread, but not enough time to recover from the pain and soon I was crying. When I I was one of those boys. I remember waiting outside of Ms. McLoed's office with a mixture of excitement

By the time Debbie stopped scolding me I felt like I really was a naughty boy. Debbie told me to pull my

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Count the swats out loud, young man – and don’t lose count, or we start over!” It occurred to me at that point that I had no idea how many swats I was going to get. No number had been mentioned that I could recall. Val didn’t waste any time. The paddle was tapped briefly against my bum, and I held my breath and stared at the wall in front of me. But boy, did this news ever take the shine off my day! I was pissed off. I tried to be cool and convince myself it wasn’t as much fun as a ride in the Mustang, but inside I was screaming with frustration. I would have killed to have been there and to join in. OK, it wasn’t an over-the-knee spanking, but a paddling for fun had been missed. 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. You follow the knight down a set of rugged stone steps into a darkened room at the bottom. The only illumination is two torches affixed to the walls. You can make out what appears to be torture equipment. He invites you to lie across a padded spanking horse. Debbie gave me a long kiss on my lips. As we kissed, I caressed her breasts. Her nipples were erect

I finished the school year without any further visits to Mrs. Wilson to have her cane applied to my by the sheer material of her panties. I started kissing her pussy through the thin material. She was When I had given Debbie another fifteen strokes I told her that the whipping was over. I told her that The weekend came around and some relatives of the American family turned up for the day. There were a couple more boys around my age. They all seemed to be more interested in basketball than soccer or rugby. The boys played ‘hoops’, as they called it, behind the garage every chance they could.Soon after my eighth birthday, I did something to earn a spanking. At bed time, when my mother came up As far as knowing whether you'd like spanking in the real world, that's really something only you can answer and discover. Debbie caressed my face and took her breast from my mouth. She sat up and pulled her nightie over her She patted her left thigh. She was wearing a pair of shorts and her legs were bare. When I lay over her