Tag: obedience

Tiny Spanking Story 2026 #8

Yeah, I’m gonna back date this because I am a completionist. The power (including the internet) went out yesterday right when I was settling in to my alone time for the evening and then it became a To Do for complex reasons and I didn’t get this done. So here’s number 8…

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Uniforms itch. And they’re tight. And annoying. And stupid.

At least that’s what Agatha was thinking as she stood outside the headmistresses office with her demerit slip. She still thought all those things but she was feeling far less confident about it now.

The door opened wide and Miss Ravenson motioned her inside and indicated the space in front of her desk. A younger girl slipped past them, rearranging her blazer and tie as she went and yet another girl was standing in the corner, quietly sniffling.

This was the routine. The embarrassment was the point.

“How many uniform demerits this week, young lady?”

It’s possible Agatha had been seen by the head every Friday morning for several weeks. She fidgeted, uncomfortable, because today her uniform was immaculate and her tie felt too tight and her knickers were pinching her thighs and her stiff school shoes were just stiff school shoes.

This was the most uniform demerits she’d ever gotten and she was fairly sure her form tutor handed them out more gleefully this week.

“Twelve, Miss.”

“Agatha! Twelve is atrocious. I think you need a more severe lesson. Today you’ll take six over your knickers and six on your hands.”

Agatha’s stomach dropped. She’d never gotten the belt on her hands before.

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“Tomorrow” will be Part 2

Tiny Spanking Story #14

I’ll let you guess whether or not this one is fiction or based on a real scene.

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“Put your feet down.”

She whimpered, clenching her bottom, feet drawn up, waiting for the next stroke.

“Show me what a good girl you can be.”

All the fight left her body and she lowered her feet out of the way and sniffled into the pillow she was holding onto. She wanted to take the discipline he was giving her, and be a good girl for him.

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-M

R/L: Defiance in Action

[note – all dialogue is paraphrased – except for that line about smacking my legs – stuff like that sticks in my head!]

This was written in October of 2024. For lots of complicated reasons, I haven’t been able to post it until now, but it’s about real-life play that really hit a deep and vulnerable part of me. It was really meaningful and special at the time so I wanted to write about it. Enough time has passed that I feel comfortable sharing it now. I’ve edited some of it for tense, and to protect the persons privacy, but mostly left it as it was at the time.

I’ve written about defiance before – how it manifests, why, how it’s different from the manipulation of bratting for me. It’s as honest an act and feeling as obedience, when it shows up – and my mood was ripe for it in Las Vegas in 2024. Saturday was especially difficult for me. It was a day I had expected to be able to fully engage with my friends and the party (even after COVID, since I’d tested negative twice), and I couldn’t. I was emotionally raw, tired, frustrated, and decidedly not in control of the situation in any way, shape, or form. I was also cranky about it. I had FOMO.

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