Spank Me Please!: Cum Shot #3: Spanking adventures (Cum Shots)

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I was crying pathetically after just 3 more swats. After what felt like an eternity, but couldn't have been more than five minutes, she asked again. This time I said "Yes." She stood me up and brought me the shirt. Mummy looked into the mirror, at this distance it was like a well framed photo, her on the bed, her shapely daughter with her upturned rump fine and round, catching the light. She looked at herself, doing what a good loving Mummy should do…her duty. Aunt Christine?" I ventured. She looked down at me (I was only 5'3), paused and said in a friendly tone Danny, we need to talk." she said in her quiet voice. "Not now, at the commercial, and for the last time, CALL ME DAN!!!" was my polite response to her. When the commercial came on, she resumed. "Dan, we need to talk."

Summoning her reserves of bravery, she demanded her legs remain dead still. Imagining her imminent pain was worse than it beginning. I have been in this unpleasant situation and had this embarrassing conversation many times and it is stressful. To someone witnessing the situation would seem that I stood in front of my husband like a naughty little school girl but this is not how it feels to me. I never feel like a little girl but am well aware of the fact that I am an adult who still has a lot to learn about how to behave. I am a grown woman who should know better than being as naughty as I have been. No matter what I have done wrong I am always very ashamed when my husband has to correct and rebuke me. It makes me feel guilty and deserving of punishment. Seeing a girl’s pants was unheard of in everyday life, so for it to be sanctioned, legally, was almost akin to waiting for execution where you were not only punished, but legally invaded and destroyed, like in an act of war. It was both somehow thrilling and terrifying. The adults who mostly protected you could also punish you. This kindled in me my first great ‘love’ in the murky world of shadows – the desire to see a pretty girl spanked. Waiting, Miss Roberts recognized Anya's female silence, her negotiation with herself, her last chance to escape, and her final decision.Answer: Never. Firstly, I know I can be a handful. I also know I have aggressive personality traits. So when she has deemed it necessary to give me a spanking, I know that I’ve earned it, deserve it, and quite honestly need it. I'm giving you freedom, Carly. You believe in strict discipline. I think you're wise beyond your years. You lied to protect yourself. You aren't a bad girl. I expect you to apologize to Miss Roberts. It will require immense humility, and I imagine hurt like hell." He was covering his red face and I could tell he hated being bared in front of Tani...she had never seen him naked or spanked like we had...and she saw a good one!

It is interesting later when Lise is contemplating her future as a Mother herself that she simulates her thoughts by pretending to spank an imaginary child. That may explain why the spanking was added to this ballet, that going from being the spanked to the spankee signifies the transition from being a girl to womanhood that this ballet portrays. Just some of my thoughts. I could feel the swats to my rear. I had my underpants for cover though. I was determined not to let her get the best of me. I just lay still and let her spank me. After a few minutes, however my rear was starting to feel a little warm. I didn't like the feeling at all and started to squirm. A few minutes later the swats stopped. 'That wasn't bad. I can handle this' I thought. I moved to get up, but was pushed down again. I could hear the firm voice of my aunt. I’m going to Dallas Nov 12 – 19 for a personal visit plus do a few sessions with some of my regular Texas boys. Like I said before, the pre-spanking "pleading" would be more desperate sometimes if spanked in front of certain people. I think about half my spankings were in private and most "witnessed" spankings were in front of my cousins/Aunts/Uncles - sometimes friends. My mother stopped spanking me when I was 13 years old. She felt that I was too old to be spanked over her knees at that age and began punishing me by taking things away from me instead

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That evening we all went out for our family dinner – GivanTake, Miss Chris, Sarah, Jenni, and Bobby too. What a wonderful way to wind down from a busy party weekend. Karen took out the envelope containing the slip….the slip…the white crispy slip, the DETENTION SLIP, and walked gingerly by the stairs and into the kitchen. “Hello Mum. I got this today.” I countered by saying that I was too old to be spanked, and asked what would happen if I simply refused to submit to the punishment, as she wasn’t my parent nor my teacher. This was actually very untypical and rather daring of me – but Aunt Pam simply said that I was most certainly not too old to be spanked. “Boys are at their naughtiest in their teens – they need more spanking rather than less as they get older!” she said. Bending low over Miss Roberts' vast pine desk, shame shook Carly. Gripping the edge with her fingertips, she presented her thin white cotton panties for punishment. Her punishment must hurt her. She hadn't trusted her mum to understand. She hadn't trusted Miss Roberts, and she hadn't trusted herself.

Murmurs and a few stifled giggles ran around the room. Every girl knew what that meant. So too did the teachers.I hate and fear getting spanked. It hurts so terribly when I have misbehaved and my husband puts his belt or the strap to work on my bare bottom. He always spanks forcefully and methodically and though the severity of the spankings depends on the seriousness of my offence he never stops before my resistance is broken both physically and mentally. For days after my bottom is sore and reminds me constantly of being so naughty that a severe spanking was the only natural and suitable consequence.

The atmosphere during the drive home was unpleasant, and though we did not speak at all, There was no doubt that my husband was displeased with me and intended to teach me a lesson I would not soon forget. This type of relationship works with same sex couples. We are both females. I put my girlfriend over my knee when she gets out of line. My girlfriend is a big girl (5’11”) and I’m quite small (4’10”), but I insist on putting her over my knee as it adds to the humiliation. And, don’t let my petite size fool you. I give tough spankings that will change undesirable behaviors. In Karen’s case Mummy simply said, “I have signed it, and returned it already. Let me say this just once Karen. If you are ever punished at school, you will be punished again at home, understood?” The embarrassing questions and reprimands are lengthy, it causes great emotional distress and makes me cry more out of shame than fear of the upcoming punishment. Miss Roberts studied her reformed client. She'd thought Carly wise. Recent events had disappointed her.

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Miss Roberts' fingers invaded her waistband, humiliating her as her disciplinarian whisked her panties to her ankles. Her bare bottom on display, she felt her eighteen years slip away.