Tiny Spanking Story #18

I am doing a lot of ~~spring~~ fall cleaning this week and although I am feeling very motivated and focused (thanks ADHD meds!) and I have a friend here to help me, body double, and chat, it’s still overwhelming and just feels like a lot.

Hence, this story. I think the tense may be off?

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“I have mid-project regret syndrome! I don’t wanna go through another laundry basket!” she whines.

“Hey, you are making such amazing progress. It doesn’t have to be all done or perfect.”

“I know, I would just rather be shopping…or playing Pokémon Go!”

She flops onto the bed, disturbing a cloud of dust from the clothes she’s been sorting.

Sitting down next to her, he quickly wraps his arm around her waist, pulling her to him. She squeals as his hand lands on her thinly covered bottom. He doesn’t stop until she’s kicking and knows how well she’s doing and how proud he is of her.

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-M

Tiny Spanking Story #17

Another little vignette! Sorry it’s late again, I’ve had (good and fun!) company all week and was a VERY good girl and went and got my flu shot today! Also, this one has a title!!

Self care

(Inspired by my friends Kinktober post over on Fetlife)

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First, there’s the bath. Luxuriously long. A citrus bath bomb. A deep conditioning mask for her hair. Her favorite body scrub.

Then, the lotioning. She rubs moisturizer into every inch of her skin, her hair twisted up on top of her head.

Clean panties to follow – white, soft, cotton, full-cut. A Soft pajama set – green.

Carefully, she lays out her favorite strap and her special hairbrush, and puts herself into the corner to wait.

A perfect evening of self care.

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-M

Tiny Spanking Story #16

Sorry this one is a little later in the day! I am behind on scheduling these and yesterday was a busy day so I didn’t write. However…here’s a little snippet about how my evening went, ha!

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The pile of ebony hairbrushes on the bed didn’t seem so delightful to look at when she was facing feeling them each individually. Sure, though, she’d gotten great deals on them and they were vintage! collectors items! beautiful!

And painful. That, too. The first was her original. The brush she’d felt often over the 15 years she’d had it – stinging and dense and familiar. But the rest that followed were new additions. Heavier. Bigger. Searing her sit spots. Falling relentlessly with little break.

Maybe she’d stop buying new ones? Yeah. She’d stop.

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Tucked into bed an hour later, his hand on her sore bottom as she fell asleep, she scrolled through Ebay listings for her saved search term, ‘vintage ebony hairbrush’ and fell asleep on her phone.

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-M