Tiny Spanking Story 2026 #19

Oops. Another late one. This is a bad month for this, this year, because of all the travel. Here’s a travel inspired story!

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Maisy stood with her hands on her head in the corner, her very red and very sore bottom on display, with her jeans and panties around her ankles.

“I don’t care how jet lagged you are, you will not tell me to ‘shut the fuck up’ – do you understand?”

Lisa punctuated several of these words – particularly fuck with hard smacks from the bath brush.

She nodded emphatically, unable to get an audible “yes, ma’am” out around the bar of soap in her mouth.

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Poor Maisy – travel is so stressful. Surely some peace and quiet is reasonable??

—M

Tiny Spanking Story 2026 #16

A day late and a dollar short…sorry sorry! I was very busy existing in community with spankos and having a grand time, and getting stuck on the train, so this one took some time. Popped into a charity shop yesterday and found this lovely book of Twentieth Century Short Stories and the inside cover was SUCH a vibe!

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Tiny Spanking Story 2026 #15

Whew the writers block!!! But I’m chugging along. This thought has been living rent free in my head today…

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Aimee lay over the end of her bed, her skirt bunch at her waist, knickers down; she was limited in movement mostly by the bulk of her school blazer, taught, with her arms stretched out in front of her, palms up.

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The tawse fell across her already swollen and vulnerable palms and tears ran down her cheeks. She didn’t have long to catch her breath before it fell again, this time on the tender spot where her bottom met her thighs.

Matron took a young ladies decorum very seriously and none of her girls would engage in inappropriate touching. The tawse would make sure of that

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—M