How about a poem for today?
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What if
you just
smacked me,
right here
in the garden
where the mourning doves could see?
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Imagine your bottom smacking being witnessed by the birds?
-M
Tag: Fiction
Tiny Spanking Story 2026 #3
A little peak. Inspired by witnessed events!
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The harbor master blew his whistle and shouted. He had been on the other side of the harbor near the life boat station when he saw the group of trouble making lads throwing rocks at birds from the quay. As he rounded the final corner of the marina and neared the boys, his hand settled on his belt.
He wouldn’t bother with lectures this time.
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-M
Tiny Spanking Story 2026 #1
It’s October 1st! I am going to attempt to bring my challenge back to life from last year and write a short story, poem, vignette, etc every day. We’ll start with a slightly formalized vignette version that I originally wrote about on Fetlife with a photo of this Harrods shop clothes brush I found on eBay…
I imagine this brush being applied to unruly boys who don’t want to try on suits for a summer wedding.
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Mummy was exhausted, hot, and tired of arguing, so she simply grabbed the suit brush, caught Henry with his trousers off, put her foot on the bench in the changing room, neatly tumbled his lanky form across her knee, and smacked his bottom with it until he was sniffling and much more compliant.
Being a teenager, this was very embarrassing for Henry, who tried to keep his cries to a minimum. It was no use, the fitting room attendant and everyone within the men’s department heard his bottom smacking and the tongue lashing Mummy delivered along with it.
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Visit the Fetlife link above to see the original thought and the brush in question! My comments section and inbox are open to prompts and story ideas.
-M