She found some baby powder and sprinkled it on me, then snugly fastened the diaper using the tapes that were on it. Miss Farrow, I thought when we spoke on Monday we had reached an agreement.” He bristled. “I thought I had gotten through to you that I will not tolerate your tardiness. You clearly have no respect for me, my company, or the position I have given you. It’s only Wednesday, and you are late again.” He nodded. His eyes remained cold, but they were beautiful and smouldered beneath his dark lashes. He was very handsome—even if he was stern and incredibly nosey. “I have a proposition for you,” he said. “I suspected that I might get you to agree to the spanking, though I did not expect you to take it as well as you did.” Layla was too busy to think about the odd meeting with Mr Larson until she arrived home after two in the morning. She was exhausted again, but she could not sleep. She wasn’t aroused this time. She was annoyed. Mr Larson had tried to bully her. He tried to make her buy him a drink because she was rude! He was the judgemental one. He was just a bully. He had taken advantage of her. She felt stupid that she had let him spank her. She was so shy and gullible, he must have known he could get her to agree. Get her to submit to him.

As I explained in my previous attempt, as long as it was a bit of fun between us, I encouraged Mum any chance I could to turn me over her knee – I loved it. I pushed the boundaries with being cheeky – Mum threatened accordingly. It was fun – in fact, between the ages of 12 and 15 were my happiest childhood years. The period coincided with several fun spankings, and I felt this period also cemented an extra closeness in our relationship.

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Very good,” he said. “Return to your desk and then report to me at the end of the day when everyone has left, and I will administer your punishment.”

There was always a smile or ‘the look’ – of course, we now knew that I was not too big or too old to be put across her knee – she’d proved that point in no uncertain terms! Certainly, I think she must have known that I enjoyed being playfully spanked – it was so obvious really, once the cat was out of the bag, and I never tried to hide it.I can remember on more than a few occasions, Mum threatened to ‘turn me upside down’ if I wasn’t ready for school, or out of bed, or down for dinner. However none of these threats ever amounted to anything other than just that. I am sorry, sir. I will accept your…corrections to my conduct in the workplace, but not in my personal life.” He caressed her cheek and kissed her lips. She responded, grateful for his tenderness, and hot as hell. "I'm sorry," she murmured, tremors of guilt throbbing through her core. I am the first to admit, I’m not a pro at giving head but I try,” says Trisha. “One night, I was pleasuring my new boyfriend and I removed my mouth for a second to breathe when all of a sudden he ejaculated— right up my nose. It felt like I was drowning for a second and I began choking. He thought it was hysterical— I was mortified by the whole thing. I spent the next half hour blowing my nose.” Tell us about your embarrassing sex stories in the comments below!

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She wondered if he had thought about her. Whether he had masturbated to the thought of her. Whether he wanted to take her. It was a stupid idea. Instead, she left and went to her usual coffee shop for a coffee and a panini before her bar shift. He smiled. “It’s all I need to do. All that I cannot fulfil elsewhere. It is hard to find a woman who will tolerate this. But, it arouses me, and if you wish, there can be a sexual element.” You will attend my home once per week, usually on a Wednesday evening unless a change of day is agreed. He seemed to like that she thanked him and paused to rub his hand across her hot cheeks. “Stand up,” he said. “Remove your trousers and your underwear.”

I will administer spanking for punishment or pleasure as I see fit, and I will use a range of implements to do this. I will never cause you injury or damage to your skin other than bruising and redness. I can drive hungry," my Dad informed my Aunt. "But what about your kids, Junior? I bet they want to eat, don't you kids?" My siblings and I gave Dad the "Bambi Eyes". For once they worked. Sometimes they worked, even on Dad. Mom was easier. She shivered as he returned, carrying their white oak punishment paddle. Six smooth holes drilled through it increased its speed, boosting its pain delivery. His promise powering her, she hung on his next words. Whatever,” he grumbled, pulling the car onto a layby. Layla got out of the car and, leaving the door open, began to walk down the road. Mr Larson slammed the door and sped away. Her boyfriend, John, was a good person. Good Christian morals, a decent upbringing, respectful, considerate, understanding… but in many ways distant, unemotional, unknowable. So it came as a surprise to Alice that he had invited her to Thanksgiving in his parent’s lodge in the mountains after being together for only a few months. Perhaps, she thought, he sympathized with her being alone at such an important cultural event.First we were just there through dinner. Then it came time for supper. "You CAN'T leave now, and drive all that way hungry, Junior," they said to Dad. When a distant dad and his rebellious teenage daughter are trapped at home by a pandemic, he has to learn how to discipline. I was going to be sleeping where Shannon always slept. This sounded reasonable at first, although I was mildly ruffled at having to sleep in a 3 year old girls bed. It would probably be something dumb, like pink or something. Yes, sir.” She obeyed his command and positioned herself over his desk. She lowered herself slightly onto her elbows with her palms flat on the desk. Holding their discipline strap, his authority swamped her in respect. Her sunny disposition had been absent since she'd woken. Angry at her personal deficiency, she'd failed to snap out of it. He should beat her. She must be excellent company tonight. His deal relied on her.

My brother sat at the table and talked with the men. I don't think he enjoyed it much. It didn't LOOK like much fun, just sitting there and talking. He would have had more fun playing marbles with us. But, that's what you gotta do when you grow up, I guess.Layla burned with shame as she felt the moistness between her legs. She was laid over a desk receiving a beating from her boss, but she found the experience intensely erotic. She cursed her body its betrayal. It's wonderful watching a happy young couple," Mrs. Davenport replied. "Thank you for your reassurance. After twenty years, our employees' futures matter." Must be for Shannon," she mused. "Toddler diapers. They're pretty big. Probably even big enough to fit you!" She began to smile now. It was after midnight, and Layla desperately wanted to sleep. She would habitually spend time watching TV when she got home, but she did not want to risk getting up late.