(jk it is)
This one is on time and my train is finally moving. Poor little Joy from “yesterday” was seen to by Miss Sweeney.
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Joy stood sniffling in the corner while her classmates browsed the library. It was mostly from the embarrassment, at her age. With her hands on her head, her skirt lifted up just enough to show the dozen stripes down the backs of each of her legs from Miss Sweeney’s ruler.
She didn’t return a single book late again.
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—M
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!
Continue reading “Tiny Spanking Story 2026 #16”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.
thwack
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