Tiny Spanking Story 2026 #18

I am on a very loud ferry to Amsterdam, cozied up in a tiny bed alone, with my noise canceling headphones in, and my imagination is running wild.

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Wouldn’t it be embarrassing if daddy had to take his belt to my bottom while we were on this ferry, just to help me settle down and go to sleep?

Imagine if I had to kneel on my bed in the corner with my bottom bare while daddy got ready.

What if he spanked me really hard with the hairbrush, then put a plug in my bottom before taking me on a pre-bedtime walk around the ship?

What if he bought a bar of soap at duty free while giving me *the look* and after confirming we were alone, dragged me back to our cabin by a firm grip on my ear.

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Just some thoughts.

-M

Tiny Spanking Story 2026 #16

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!

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Tiny Spanking Story 2026 #15

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.

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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