Spanksgiving: A Collection of Erotic Spanking Stories

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ItLayla sat in her boss’s office for the second time that week. She had been late again. Mr Larson was young—in his early twenties—but he was as fierce and unforgiving as a military drill sergeant and had the bearing of an old headmaster. Layla worked hard and did not speak to Mr Larson for the rest of the day. At the end of the day, she changed into her bar uniform and saw that he was still in his office. Everyone else had left, and she considered going to his office. Now who is judgemental?” He laughed. “I didn’t go to public school. I grew up on a council estate, and my parents built their business from nothing at the time when e-commerce was starting to boom. They helped me start my business.” When we entered the room, there was a large double bed for my parents, and a......I couldn't believe it! A white CRIB, covered with pink bunnies and of course, pink nursery printed sheets.

My sister was in the room with Aunt Janet. Shannon was displaced to a sleeping bag in the living room. She didn't complain, as this meant she would get to stay up longer. First we were just there through dinner. Then it came time for supper. "You CAN'T leave now, and drive all that way hungry, Junior," they said to Dad. His expression softened. “Layla, just get in the car. Let me take you home and then you can hate me.” He caressed her bottom… lovingly, firmly, yet with intention. There was more to come, and she knew it. Her bare ass was fully exposed, her dress pulled up and her panties pulled down. In between his caresses she felt a light breeze dancing across her exposed skin. Her breath was tense, yet she felt relaxed, calm, peaceful—until it came. Layla was too busy to think about the odd meeting with Mr Larson until she arrived home after two in the morning. She was exhausted again, but she could not sleep. She wasn’t aroused this time. She was annoyed. Mr Larson had tried to bully her. He tried to make her buy him a drink because she was rude! He was the judgemental one. He was just a bully. He had taken advantage of her. She felt stupid that she had let him spank her. She was so shy and gullible, he must have known he could get her to agree. Get her to submit to him.

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Larson,” a man named Chad Holmes called. “My good man, it has been too long. And who do we have here?” Mum took my hand to put me in position – and for the very first time, I had an extra thrill. Even though it was all in fun, Mum wasn’t smiling or laughing – she kept a straight face and mum actually put me across her knee as she might if I was a really naughty boy.

Good girl,” he murmured with excitement. “My good obedient girl. Do you want me to use these things on you?” As I explained in my previous attempt, as long as it was a bit of fun between us, I encouraged Mum any chance I could to turn me over her knee – I loved it. I pushed the boundaries with being cheeky – Mum threatened accordingly. It was fun – in fact, between the ages of 12 and 15 were my happiest childhood years. The period coincided with several fun spankings, and I felt this period also cemented an extra closeness in our relationship.Yes, sir.” She obeyed his command and positioned herself over his desk. She lowered herself slightly onto her elbows with her palms flat on the desk. It was predictable and the same every week. Occasionally Mr Larson would finger her, but he usually just spanked her and accepted a blow job. He was so detached from her that the spanking alone was no longer enough to excite her. Still, the money came in handy, and coupled with the savings made from not eating out every evening and her exaggerated tips, she was managing to pay more off her loans. Well, usually I would deliver a set number of strokes with a cane, which you would count out. The cane is quite severe and would leave you with welts. As you are new to this practice, I will not cane you. Instead, I will spank you with my hand over your clothes at first and then on your bare bottom. This will give you the chance to adjust before I move on to hitting you with other implements.” He pointed to an array of paddles, whips, and straps he had laid out on the floor beside his desk. Layla swallowed. “You may stop the punishment at any time by saying the word red, but be warned, if I do not feel you have received adequate punishment, you will be fired. Is that clear?” Just initial here, please, to show that you have accepted this option. Thank you. Miss Watson is here to witness the punishment and ensure that it is administered fairly and properly.”