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Strictly 18+ blog. Male, mid-30's, UK. Back on here! Posts on spanking & other things (all just silly scenarios, don't take them seriously). Feel free to say hello!

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Get there, go and stand there, in front of the window, I don't care if it's embarrassing Amanda. You wanted to make a spectacle of yourself last night at the bar. How about we make another spectacle of you now.

Don't you dare move. Hands behind your head right now, do it. Everyone in this resort will find out what happens to unruly young ladies in this household. Even if they are thirty seven! You keep at it and they will see a well spanked jiggly bottom too, and you know I'm not joking. You're such a naughty girl.

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Becky is 26, that awkward age where she feels so grown up but still has so much yet to learn. Still quite a cheeky thing a lot of the time. Thinking the world revolves around her. Staying out for nights, not caring about the impact to her loved ones. "I don't care" she quips, "I can sleep with whoever I like and party for days on end".

The sultry, insolent attitude is replaced as soon as her denim skirt and knickers are down. A few smacks in on her surprisingly round, plump bottom she's squealing and pleading, promising to be good. But dad's used to the crocodile tears clearly and doesn't pause. Not until she's a snivelling mess that has truly learnt her lesson.

There's not much bratty attitude coming out of her anymore. Though stood bare from the waist down whilst getting further chastisement would be an interesting position to try and be anything but agreeable.

Her bottom is hot, turning into her own personal radiator, it's just all so undignified. It only made worse when she is warned that this is going to be regular, unless the behaviour improves, dramatically.

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The walk of shame for Tara has a quite different meaning. Undressed to her birthday suit in her mum's room. Her swearing and general bad attitude over the past few weeks, firmly addressed.

Then, to compound her humiliation she is sent to her bedroom to do her 20 minutes of corner time. Without any clothes, not even allowed her knickers, completely nude as she walks to her room. You would think at 29 this would be all behind her. That's her complaint too.

But it doesn't bother her mother at all. Her daughter is good in the main but strong willed. Mum knows there's nothing else that comes close to resetting her behaviour. Embarrassment and humility is a huge part of it, so there will be regular red bottom sightings in this house for many years to come for Tara.

[cqfc2008]

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There is always a little more fight from woman who are more sure of themselves, sultry, bordering on arrogant. But they too can learn and get benefits from a well smacked bottom. Sure, it's harder work, they're not as eager to please as the more sensitive, introverted types.

But the ones with backchat & attitude can be changed to sweetheart's with a regular enough routine.

It's fair to say Lara is going to need a few sessions to get her to that stage. But you can start to see those eyes welling up a little, as it sinks in what just happened to her. The tough young woman, 34 years old and full of fight. Not for long!

She's already quieter, stood there with her red butt on display, a benefit of those ridiculous knickers she chooses to wear.

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[slipperme18]

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The landlady was so nice on your first visit to the house. You actually thought she might be into you a little bit. Got your hopes up.

But after a few inspections, she really had turned, so stern with extremely high demands of keeping the house well looked after. Inspections had become weekly, carried out personally by her. You weren't even sure what you were doing wrong. You looked after the place well, you cleaned. What was wrong with it?

And now she's taken to doing this. A juvenile act. Pulling your pants down and smacking your bare bottom in the middle of the living room. She's younger than you. Why is she doing this? All the hopes you had in your head dashed. You didn't like her one bit anymore. You were also very aware of her slipper resting on your back, surely she wouldn't?

You were looking to find another place to live. But her rent was cheap. Maybe you will have to just put up with this for a while yet.

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"Oh hey, Karley, it's nice to see you sweetie. Yes, Grace is upstairs. She will be pleased to see you." Grace's stepmum welcoming her stepdaughter's friend into the house, who had turned up unexpectedly.

Karley saying hello to her briefly before wondering upstairs. Though having to stop couple of steps up.

"Grace...? Grace?!"

"Oh no, Karley." Grace retorting meekly.

Karley started to laugh. It was an unexpected sight, seeing one of her best friend's stood on the landing. not that she was just stood there. She was there with her hands clasped on her head, her skirt hiked up & knickers pulled down exposing her slightly chubby bottom, that had clearly been dealt with.

Her stepmum poking her head over the bannister from downstairs. "Oh sorry dear. Grace, that's enough for now get dressed & go and get Karley a drink."

Karley could only watch Grace in slight amazement pull her knickers back up and adjusting her dress, holding back her laughter as she did. Before staring at her as she wondered past, down the stairs to go and fix her a drink. Karley wondering upstairs into her friends room to wait for her return. Oh, it was going to be a fun afternoon of conversation now Karley found out her 32 year old friend still got a smacked bottom. What had she done wrong? she wondered.

Grace stared intently at her stepmother when she got downstairs. Wondering why she sent her friend up when she was doing cornertime. Just another act to humliate her. "Don't test me young lady, unless you want Karley to see a spanking happen too."

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Natalie woke up in a bit of a daze "Shit, it's bin day." as she heard the truck down the adjacent road to her estate. Quickly throwing on her slippers before diving out of the front door, ready to be welcomed by another rainy UK morning. But she needed to move the bin from the driveway to the front of the house, ready to be collected.

"Phew", she sighed to herself as she got towards the door. Looking back at one of her neighbours walking down the street, an older lady, Janet.

"Hi Janet, nearly forgot!" she joked, whilst ushering herself towards the house. Janet laughing "Ha, happens to us all love".

Natalie jumping back through the front door. Walking past the landing mirror into the living room. When something caught her eye, a flash of white. What was that? She stepped back.

Then realised. "Oh no, oh no." she didn't want to reach back as if it would make it not be true. Natalie's nighty had tucked into itself in her rush out of bed. She'd just gone to the front of the house, even seeing some of her neighbours in her little white pants.

Not only that but ones embroidered with 'sexy' on them. She threw them on before bed after a shower, as she finds them comfier for sleeping. But now Janet has definitely seen them at the very least. Ok, at least it was just Janet she thought as she tried to calm herself.

It was only when she reached for her phone. The streets whatsapp group pinged. Her good friend Josie "Who's this? Sexy! Sexy! Wit-woo 😍😍" was the caption. Natalie could see the little preview image and knew. Of course Josie had done that, and then sent it to the neighbourhood group as a joke. Oh, it was going to be a rough day of teasing!

Poor Natalie. Don't leave putting your bins out to the last minute is the mantra. As now, all the neighbours think she's a little tighty whitey girl, at 32 years old 🤣

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Lauren was trusted with the companies socials, the marketing executive. To be honest she'd done a good job growing the brand for months. However, one morning she made a risky post. Thinking it would go viral and generate more follows. However, It just caused bad publicity and the company ended up looking pretty silly. She apologised and said it wouldn't happen again.

But only a week later she posted something just as risky. Zoe, her boss was outraged on the 2nd occassion. She did like Lauren, she was a good member of her team, but somehow she needed to stop her doing this. It was ultimately Zoe who had to answer to the bosses & look a bit silly in meetings, trying to protect her direct report.

You should have seen the look of astonishment on Lauren's face when Zoe bought her into the spare office after everyone had left. At 28 years of age, pulled her over her knee, then yanked her pink briefs down to admonish her, on her bare bottom. "If you want to write immature, silly posts young lady, I'll treat you like a silly, immature young lady."

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This is how I punish naughty girls when they misbehave

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She knew Kelley for years, although not very close they were well aware of each other's existence. However that relationship has changed in recent times. You see Kelley has a secret side, one she has kept hidden from her surface relationships.

Nothing sexual but a service that would appease men and woman of all adult ages and make a bit of money on the side. It would also quench her thirst to do such a thing. People would come from far & wide, where they couldn't experience such a dynamic in their relationships, or were perhaps devoid entirely of them.

You should have seen Kelley's face when her newest client Jodie turned up at her front door. You see Kelley isn't her real name, nor is Jodie the younger woman's. No photos were exchanged, just a few texts and they both felt comfortable enough to meet in person.

Kelley's face lit up 'Oh hello... erm, Jodie'. 'Jodie' couldn't believe it was someone she knew, someone who knew her. It was the first time she'd ever tried this, a desire she'd kept quiet for many years. She wanted to run away but her desire was strong. She paused but ultimately thought screw it, lets just go with it. "Hi Miss Kelley, I'm... I've, I've been a naughty girl. And I'm here to be treated as such."

"Well then Jodie, I think you should come with me. Come along girl. Pick those feet up, walk properly." Jodie buckled a little at her knees. It was time, at 28 years old to accept who she was, and what she so desperately neeeded.

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Gemma, I don't care. You will stand in the corner for the next 30 minutes. Yes, exactly like that. Actually you know what, let's lift this dress up and tuck it around your bra. Much better. I want to see that naughty behind.

And get these whitey tighties further down, I said bare. You stand there and think about your rudeness to your family earlier at the BBQ. Why on earth would you speak to anyone like that, let alone your own family who love you?

I don't want an answer. I don't want to hear from you whilst you're stood there. If I'm honest I think it will be cornertime, then we will put some colour in to those cheeks. Then you can come and stand here for Part II. Your bottom will blend well with that pretty red dress, won't it?

38 years old. Who would have thought? Don't move.

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"Megan, I do think we need to talk a little."

"What are those? Mum, what the f..."

"Come on, just, just come here. Come here."

"We've had a nice day right? And I know, I know."

"But, I just bought you that brand new mattress. A great new one. I don't want to be mean but I could smell your old one. Shh, shh, it's not a big deal. I don't want you spending your hard earned money on that. I don't mind buying it. But I don't have money to burn, if you wreck this one that will be that."

"I know, I know you don't mean it."

"But mum what are those?"

"They're pads hunny."

"They're nappies."

"Oh, don't think of them like that. There's plenty of young adults like you, who need a little bit of help at night. It's nothing to be ashamed about. Just a bit of cream and a bit of talc on your bottom and around your areas, then pull up the tapes and you're good to go, right?"

"Come on, you used to wear those pull-ups."

"But mum, I'm a grown woman now. I just, I can't."

"Megan I need you to listen to me please. I need you to grow up for me here. You've been wetting your bed for what weeks? Months? It smelt, I don't want to be horrible but your friends will smell it and I don't want that for you. This way if you have a little tinkle in the night it's no bother. You just take it off in the morning and bin it, no ruined beds, no one is any wiser."

"No... just a wet nappy around my butt... like a fool. I'm 29 years old."

"I don't know what else to say. You can put these on tonight before you go to bed, let me know if they fit and I'll pick up some more packs. Again, I don't mind paying for them. But if you go to bed without it and ruin that mattress it's down to you to sort another one out. Or just sleep in a smelly room, it's entirely up to you."

"Look, I'll pop them in your wardrobe and you can make that decision tonight. But I'm not joking. I'd like a WhatsApp just to me, showing it on. Show me the fit. You're a slim thing so the medium's might be too big. Just watch a YouTube video of how to do it, it's not that hard. Or I can come over later and put it on y..."

"NO. No, I'll do it. I'll sort it. I am very grateful for the new bed and bedding its so comfy mum. I'm just, just embarrassed."

"I know hunny but there's no need. Come on. It's only me, I won't tell anyone."

"How about you put them away as you want and I won't interfere? Do let me know later. I will go to the pharmacy tomorrow and pick up a few more packs."

Megan got a hug off her mum, before she left.

Then that was it. Just left staring at what was going to swaddle her later on. And then her eyes flickering to the powder and cream.

"Oooooohhhhh", she blurted out. Stamping her feet a little before putting the cream and powder in the drawer. Then going back to the pack on her bed, the pack of 15 Tena's. Nappies, thick adult nappies, for bedwetters. HER nappies. She just stood and stared. Then glanced out the window, thinking the whole world could see them, as her anxiety spiked.

With a final sigh she grabbed the pack with both hands, taken a back a little by their weight. She grimaced at the feel of one of the plastic nappies through the pack, she just felt utterly mortified. Wrestling with the wardrobe door and shoving them into her wardrobe. Ready for bedtime. It just cemented in her mind that she was now officially a bedwetter, with her nighttime pampers in the cupboard.

With a sulk and a slam of the door she wondered down to the lounge with her phone. Wishing the time to go as slow as it could, not wanting to face the music that tonight, little miss Meg was going to be back in Huggies.

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Could it get any worse? First mum bares him in the car park. He's 28 years old for goodness sake and getting his bare bottom smacked in public.

For being rude to the waitress, it being re-enforced that everyone is to be respected. His misery compounded when that same waitress he was rude to, is taking her break. Mum spotting & calling her over saying she bought him up to be way better than this. And she was so sorry on his behalf.

She thought it was so funny, a grown man being bared and spanked in the parking lot because he was rude to her. Then mum got the paddle out and he started bawling. "Don't you ever dare speak to woman like that again. Do I make myself clear?"

"Yes mum, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He was kicking and fussing and making a complete scene.

"Holly, isn't it, love? Grab that, go on, go on give him a few whacks with it". Holly looked around and said "Yeah why not. You rude little brat" delivering a barrage of about 30 on each cheek. She was slim but damn could she deliver a whack. That's where he learnt it could always get worse. Being spanked by the pretty waitress a few years his junior. He never ever wanted to be seen at this restaurant ever again.

"He's going straight to bed when we get home. No video games, movies, sports or anything for him. I hope you enjoy the rest of your shift, sweetheart. Sorry again about this one."

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"She's taking so long."

"Come on Rosanne, it's been 10 minutes. We're hungry, lets go and get some food."

"I'll hurry her up. Watch this Jade!"

With that Leah grabbed the curtain and swished it open in one foul swoop.

"Oi! I could have had my boobs out."

"Leah! Close the curtain, people can see"

"Hahaha, wit woo, look at her little pants Jade. Rosanne, what on earth have you got on?"

"What? What's wrong with them? They're cute"

"Sure, pahaha. Come on, hurry up."

Leah gave her best friend some privacy again closing the curtain back up.

"She's so funny, 26 years old and still wearing those."

"Yeah, she's pretty adorkable but that's why we love her."

Rosanne calling out "I can hear you two, you know".

"Well, hurry up then!"

"Gosh, I'm coming"

Rosanne looking at herself in the mirror in her top & knickers, still wondering what the fuss was about them. Adjusting them slightly, before getting her trousers back on. Picking up one of the dresses she wanted to purchase on her way out.

Opening the curtain and walking out to bursts of laughter from her good friends.

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Gemma moved in with Alicia a few months ago, the 29 year lady from Eastern Europe. At first she was a great roommate. The house was nice, a reasonable rent rate. Alicia could be fun too, Gemma thought the 10 year age difference might be a hurdle, but it wasn't.

She was taken aback a little at how bossy and demanding at times Alicia was though. Ultimately putting it down to cultural differences.

However, Gemma was about to find out what pushing her luck too many times with Alicia would result in. Her very high standards, and expectation of chore completions. For Gemma, it was like living at home again. Only getting bossed around by a woman, her junior.

After 2 weeks of being messed around, Alicia had it with Gemma's procrastination. Gemma is older, she shouldn't need to be told over and over she thought. There was no more time for talk & excuses. Instead it was simply time to deliver a hard & firm lesson on her bare bottom.

Gemma couldn't believe this was actually happening but just went with it. Perhaps it would do her good.

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Your stepmum hired me to help you play piano. I'm one of the best in the local area. You have not been practicing at all. And the know it all attitude you portray? Though, the worst thing is how you address me, I am not 'oi', you little madam.

You are not too old, you're 31. From now on each time you misbehave you will receive smacks on your chubby bare bottom. Perhaps we ought to make this our warm up routine for each session?

I trust you will practice better this week? Stop whimpering. You're not the first 30 something I have to treat in such a way, and you won't be the last. Now knickers up and back to chord progressions please.

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Kayleigh has been wittering on about wearing thongs of late. Saying "but I'm 34, I feel like I should make more of an effort and be more sexy for you." She's stunning in whatever anyway, as if sexy equates to stringy knickers, silly girl.

Still you work through her anxieties, together. You don't like her making herself uncomfortable just to appease others, that includes you. You work through them with a few little motivational smacks to her bottom. An admonishment for being overly worried about everyone else all the time, she's perfect just the way she is.

Now she's got to go off to the gym, yep, in those. Oh, she won't want to wear her thong in the changing room now. Not when all the other woman will see clear evidence of what still happens to her. Maybe after all, she will admit to her own comfort, putting herself first for once and be back in her big, comfortable briefs in no time.

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32 years old and Tammy is still bared by her strict stepmum when she really misbehaves. She doesn't fight it anymore, but that doesn't mean she doesn't hate it. Instinctively covering her face to hide her shame. The young, professional social media manager by day, yet kept in line at night.

Her mind is cruel too. When this happens she always imagines all her colleagues and friends sat, watching it unfold. I'm 32 she loops over in her mind. Surely one day she will think I'm too old for this. But that day isn't today. Then she's snapped out of it as once again the sound of the fussing, and the fabric of her knickers being grabbed and pulled. The cool air hitting her exposed bottom and other unmentionables.

"Get over Tammy, I'm not in the mood. Just get over, right now."