Tiny Spanking Story #12

This is based on a fantasy that lives rent free in my head. Unfortunately.

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Bella had been dropped off at the library with strict instructions: go directly to the study desks, sit down, and write one hundred lines: It is important for me to be disciplined and feel seen.

The kicker was that she was wearing a full school uniform.

This might not be so unusual in a library study section, except Bella was 30 years old.

She didn’t have much time to think about that because James would be back in an hour and a half and he expected the lines to be completed.

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-M

Tiny Spanking Story #10

A poem? Vignette? A thought?

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it’s weird, isn’t it, to think of just how many nondescript lower Manhattan buildings I’ve had my bottom bared and spanked in
standing in front of a man, in one of the biggest cities in the world, having my pants pulled down, to be take over his knee
while people walk their dogs outside
head home from dates, from work
and here I am, in a weirdly partitioned building with a souvenir shop on the ground floor
first 18, then in my 20s and now my 30s,
bare hand meeting bare flesh
weird, yeah, but also lovely

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-M