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@mystepmomspanksme
Ut-oh...
âYes, it is part of the job interview. Just get on your knees and Iâll spread my legs and weâll see if you are qualified.â
Another Happy Spanker
Miss J. Pennsylvania. 2018
Never too old for a hard whuppinâ and some serious corner time.
When his stepmom told him to wait in the corner he thought his spanking was over. When he realized she had just left to grab the hairbrush, he began crying all over again. His butt was already on fire and heâd promised to be good. His stepmom wasnât buying it though, and wanted to really send him the message that she was now in charge.
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Restaurant Warning
stepmothersandaunts Feb 24, 2019
Iâll deal with you when we get home.
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The shorter the warning, the more serious she is. Never once did I get a warning like this that she didn't follow through, really painfully!
Preferred Position
flutelessonsfortheblind Oct 22, 2025
This is my wife's prefered position when she spanks me. The downward motion enables her to deliver the hardest strike she can give, plus there is no physical contact between she and I which is something she always prefers. Afterwards I have to thank her for helping me to be the husband that she deserves.
A Difficult Choice
Vintage and Retro #42
peredur48-deactivated20230726
My behaviour at home often seems to require a firm response from my Mistress in terms of corporal punishment, which she usually delivers by means of a tawse, or the cane. She is a thoughtful disciplinarian, however, and nearly always offers me a choice about how my punishment is to be delivered; believing that, for it to be effective, any sanction she administers should be consensual.
This is why she asks me to choose how many of the strokes she has determined I have earned should be delivered on the palms of my hands and how many across my bottom, or thighs. When we are having dinner some time after she has dealt with me, if my hands are hurting too much afterwards for me to handle a knife and fork, so that I have to ask for permission to eat with my fingers; or if my bottom is too sore for me to sit comfortably on a dining chair without a large cushion, I have to acknowledge that this state of affairs was brought about by something I had agreed was necessary, delivered in a form chosen by me.
The Spankeeâs Alphabet
A is for arse, so pale at the start B is the birch that will soon make it smart Câs for the cane that inflicts such sharp pains D is for discipline, which it maintains Eâs for endorphins that feel so fantastic F is for flogger in leather or plastic Gâs for the glow of a well walloped bottom H for hairbrushes, every Topâs got âem I is for insolence, wilful I fear J is for justice applied to the rear K for the knee âcross which bad lads go bare L for the long hours that they spend there Mâs for the martinet, vive la France N for no let up, no mercy, no chance O is for ow! a sign of good work done by the spanker unwilling to shirk P is for paddle, as used in the States and the good British plimsole thatâs whacked a few nates Qâs for the quirt, quite quirky and queer R is for ruler, applied to the rear S is for strap and also for scarlet and spanking or slippering every young varlet T for the tawse of Scottish renown and also for trousers so frequently down Uâs for unable to sit for a week V for the vengeance a good switch can wreak Wâs for the wheelbarrow position X for fault-finding Topsâ x-ray vision Y is the yelping of men with sore bums Z âs for the zeal with which punishment comes
and from A up to Z, each letter reminds us of lessons we learn from red hot behinds.
Bravo!
Therapy
jvtorph Nov 5, 2025
I talked to my therapist about my spanking fantasies. She suggested that that introducing reality may be beneficial. She offered to put me over her lap and give me a real spanking.
"Starting just using my hand on your trouser, then uping the game by spanking, still with my hand, on your underpants. If this produces some results then we'll proceed to slippering (a main fetish) and finally move up to a belt, first over my lap then, finally, bent over a chair or desk."
I probably rather too excitedly agreed. The first clear result was that before going over her lap I got aroused, but my erection faded when she began to spank. This result followed each of the escalations. We never got to the belting. However, between punishments during time out corner time the erection would return.
The second result was that the therapist got aroused when she was administering the spanks especially the more severe, the slippering.
Whole process got a little out of hand when both sexually aroused we got carried away and had intercourse on her desk and against the wall.
The sex was outstanding but conclusions of the experiment were rather confusing. The therapist waived her fee when the session ended in sex. She said when she let me enter her she was no longer a therapist but a bitch on heat.
Time to Rein It In
fetchthestrap-deactivated202405
âI think itâs time we reined in your backchat and rudeness.
You are going over my knee when we get back to the hotel. Right now Iâm thinking itâll just be the hairbrush but Iâve a good mind to take a belt to your bottom if you carry on.
Rudeness is really unattractive. Mind you so is the sight and sound of you hopping round the hotel room all tearstained, sweaty and breathlessly sobbing, trying to rub a very well reddened bottom. But if thatâs what you need then thatâs what you needâŠ.
Come on, letâs find a taxi. Maybe if I beat you now we can still go for lunch somewhere nice.
My hairbrush is in the bathroom, on the side. Go bring it to me when we get to the room.â
Daniel, tu es bien conscient que tu mĂ©rites une fessĂ©e. Va chercher ma sandale et reviens tâallonger sur mes genoux
Daniel, you are well aware that you deserve a spanking. Go get my sandal and come back to lie across my lap.
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I couldn't have been more embarrassed. Even the spanking was preferable to standing there with my whang in her face.
Tragically for Lee Allen, Aunt Abigail decided the wronged little girl should see photographic evidence of her bully being punished.
So, Aunt Becky took several photos of him being spanked YET AGAIN, by Aunt Abigail, and they were sent to the wronged child's parents, to show her as appropriate.
My stepmum judged these drawings by how red they showed their butts being, but if they weren't glowing red she'd just conclude, 'Oh, they must've just gotten started.'
Assertive Young Ladies #123
I'll be there in five minutes.
*I say this while in the car parked down the street. I love seeing her angry. My pay back for the times she bullied me in school (and forced me to work for her), and I'm not done fucking with her.*đ
After-School Special
âThatâs my stepbrother, Ryan â Mumâs going to cane him when we get home.Â
"Want to come with me? We can stay downstairs and listen, you can hear everything quite clearly.â
A Little Red-Faced, Maybe
caption by @servitor-again
Lucky for my, I had lots of practice NOT staring at tits, no matter how epic, by the time I worked in her vicinity. Also had plenty of practice being 'slapped', usually in large, multi-slap doses.
"Keep your eyes moving," my stepmum always advised, along with, "Never deny it, we can ALWAYS tell. We can feel it."
Eric Learns Some Rules
When Eric met Gina he had a crush right away. This wasnât surprising, since he found Gina really attractive, even though she was older. What surprised Eric (though it shouldnât have) was that Gina was interested in him.
âIâm flattered,â Gina told him, while Eric thought he should be the one saying that. âNow that Iâm in my thirties, I thought someone your age would never be interested.â In fact, Gina was being a little bit coy, since she would actually be forty before not much longer.  Eric had some inkling of this and had added a couple of years, claiming to be 22 instead of his real-life 19. In any case, both were thrilled with their budding relationship.
Not that it was budding for long - several long evenings and mornings together, bracketing heady trips to bed, rapidly reduced the secrets between them. Gina soon heard how Eric had lost his mother at a young age. âSometimes,â Gina said, âWhen we miss a normal part of our life, we want to reenact it when weâre older - at least, thatâs what Iâve heard.â
âI think thatâs true,â Eric replied. âI know I feel that way sometimes.â
âIf you decide you want me to be your âMomâ sometimes, just let me know - Iâm sure we can figure it out,â Gina assured him.
So they did. Soon they were acting as completely devoted to each other as a real mother and son, with Gina becoming protective and Eric feeling the need to be obedient - at least, most of the time. Gina set some boundaries, which Eric had been lacking, especially since moving out of the house, simple things like calling when heâd be late, getting to bed when he had class the next day, using a respectful tone, and cleaning up his language. In her role as a manager at her company, Gina knew what kinds of behaviors Eric would need to succeed someday.
Some days, though, Eric just didnât feel like going along with it. Gina could tell from the way he argued over every little thing - but she had a very simple solution, the wooden spoon. She told Eric that, sometimes, when he didnât do as Gina said, âMomâ might have to smack his naughty backside. Eric, happy with having Gina play Mom, complained but didnât really argue. When Mom threatened, Eric straightened up. Oh, he got a good scolding now and then - but thatâs what it was. Not an argument but a one-way lecture from his older, wiser Mom.
Of course, no one can walk that line forever. Soon enough, Gina gave him âthe lookâ, then the warning, then the threat. None of them seemed to register. It was time to get out the wooden spoon. Taken by the wrist, Eric found himself across his girlfriendâs lap, protests and whining ignored. He should have known from how tightly Gina held him down just how little he was going to enjoy this! His jeans came down and his underwear was next, despite his cries of âPlease, not that!â and a heartfelt âDonât!â.Â
But âMomâ did.
The first smack of the spoon was an awakening - it HURT! Not like Eric thought it might hurt - it REALLY hurt! And within seconds it had hurt a dozen more times - and hurt even more! Whining and protests turned into tearful begging and heartfelt promises in essentially no time!
When Gina stopped less than a minute later and set him on his feet, Ericâs bottom felt more naked than it ever had before! It was hot and stinging even as he rubbed furiously and in spots it was sore down deep. He was crying, tears leaking down his face from shock, embarrassment, and, to a lesser extent, just the pain!
âNow, young man,â Gina scolded, âDo we have an understanding of what will happen when you chose not to heed my warnings?â
âYes, Mom - Iâm sorry,â Eric sniffed and hiccupped.
âMaybe my âguidelinesâ need to be ârulesâ and my âsuggestionsâ need to be âdecisionsâ from now on,â Gina suggested. âHow does that sound?â
âOkay, Mom. That sounds⊠good, Mom,â Eric confirmed.
âAnd you know where the wooden spoon is kept⊠and now you know Iâll use it if I have to - donât you?â
âYes, Mom. Iâm sorry, Mom.â
âOf course you are, sweetie. Now come here,â Gina told him, wrapping him up in a big hug.
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That day was big progress for Eric and Gina. Now Eric knew exactly what would happen if he went too far - and he didnât want it to!
That doesnât mean that he never did⊠like that day at the park when she started talking with some guys and really took his time coming back. He tried to play it off with a laugh but that quickly turned to begging as Gina turned into âMomâ and told him what was what!
Eric had to straighten out pretty fast to keep from having his butt bared on the spot - would Gina do that? He didnât want to find out that the answer was yesâŠ
It was bad enough when they got home!
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basically stolen from a story on @spankingwishes2
Tried and True
strictdammes
âIf my horse misbehaves it gets whipped. I have found the same technique works with men too.â