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Ann Gets a Caning

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Ann had been having a relationship with James for nearly two years now. He was very dominant and had of couse spanked her on many occassions. He required her total obedience at all times. However lately he had been even more demanding and had started to humiliate her whenever he could, more and more in public places. For example he insisted that she wore very short skirts and dresses when they went to the cinema or worse still the pub for a drink. As well as the mini skirts he insisted that she always wear a lacy slip underneath and...

An Obedient Nephew

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Jason was startled from a sound sleep by his aunt's commanding voice, telling him to get up and down to breakfast. Sue Miller just burst into his room without knocking as she had done every morning for as long as he could remember. Indeed, she made a practice of abruptly entering his room whenever she had something to ask or tell him. In truth, she did it not to communicate with her handsome and athletic nephew, but to keep a watchful eye on him. A boy, especially one in his teens, might well be preoccupied with impure thoughts and impure...

An Understanding Clerk

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I'm a straight guy who loves wearing panties. Give me a pair of frilly, lacy panties and I'm a happy guy. I particularly love the classic full cut nylon brief in pink, white, or pastel colors or flower prints and while even plain panties give me a thrill, if you add a lace accent or a pretty satin bow, I go crazy. One problem I've always had, though, is procurement. I'm never satisfied with a static collection, I always want to buy more panties, but I've always been painfully shy about going into stores and buying my panties directly. I...

A Proper Upbringing

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When I was ten, I was freed from my parents, who were violent drug dealers, and placed in the care of my rather eccentric Aunt Martha. Although only twenty-seven, Aunt Martha had twin daughters who at twelve were two years older than me. Aunt Martha had been raped and impregnated at fifteen, had borne and raised the surprisingly beautiful, precocious results despite seeing her smug attacker go scot-free, and had since given every public appearance of noble perseverance under terrible adversity. When my asshole old man and weak sister mother got wiped out over drugs and money, Aunt Martha petitioned...

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Tags: humiliation, punishment, spank, spanking

Ask for it!

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Auntie put the paddle ball paddle and the bath brush down on the bed and smoothed her short skirt over her bottom as she sat down. The boy moved to her right side. He could see the tops of her breasts that were bared by her low cut blouse. He wished that he could nuzzle them, burying his face in her cleavage. "Over my lap, honey" Auntie told him, as she hiked up her skirt, baring her thighs. He could see that she was wearing black lace panties. The boy lay over her lap, positioning his bottom over the top...

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Tags: nylon, punishment, spank, spanking

A Loving Mother

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I am not sure how to begin this story. But Jeremy, my 11 year old son, has been becoming increasingly bold in his curiosity. We have never made any big deal out of nudity in our family, and I always felt it was important to answer his questions fully and honestly, but not to give more information than he really wants or needs I vowed long ago that I would not infect my son with the sense of shame that so many of us have over sex. Jeremy just turned 11. We've always had a close relationship that got even...

A New Adventure

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1 Laura I’d like to start my story by introducing myself to you. My name is Laura and the fact that you are reading this article in a subscription singles magazine, it tells me you may be looking for a partner to share in a passing social engagement. The reason I am writing this is because I am intrigued at what possibilities there may be out there for me to have a little fun in my life since my dear husband passed away some months ago. I have been feeling rather lonely and miss my long-term companion of some...

A New Peter

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A New Peter 1 Mrs. Veckly could hardly sleep that night. After her discussion with Mrs. Bradford, her accountant, the day before, she finally felt she was going to get some control over her twelve-year-old son, Peter. Peter was going to find his new place in the family as well. In their casual conversation, Mrs. Veckly had mentioned that she was having some trouble getting Peter to behave. Mrs. Bradford seemed unusually interested in this and offered some advice. According to Mrs. Bradford, Peter needed to be raised the same way she had raised her son. That meant that Peter...

After School Helper

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PART ONE I had always been interested in the sciences during my schooling and at times I nurtured visions of myself as a great physicist, in the mould of Isaac Newton, Maxwell or Faraday. Of course I was interested in Biology but it seemed to be a branch of Science of more interest to the girls. I was somewhat surprised therefore, when one afternoon, just as I was pushing my bike to the school gates, Miss Griffith the Biology teacher stopped her mini and asked me if I would like to help her with some work she was doing. She...

A Good Little Boy for Mrs. Marwood

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It was a regular Tuesday morning and Timmy Lovell awoke to the sound of Harriet readying things in the bathroom while humming to herself. He felt a shiver travelling down through his spine at the thought of the morning proceedings he would have to endure, and yet his penis was rapidly engorging, pressing firmly against the soft fabric of the cloth nappy she made him wear at night. Although Timmy was almost thirteen now, his foster mother still kept him on a strict hygienic regimen with very little consideration for the poor boy's modesty. This had been the way...

A Clean Movie

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"Did you make the list little Chris?" "Yes, its right here." "I better check and make sure you haven't forgotten anything. You did remember to write maxi pads and laundry soap on the list didnt you?" asked little Chris's Governess with a wicked look in her eye. Little Chris knew how much she liked to make him buy her maxi pads. Even writting it on the list made him blush and feel very uncomfortable. "Drink your milk like a good little boy while I look at your list." She swatted his bottom on her way to the counter. "Don't leave...

A 50’s Experience

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My birth parents were killed in a tragic accident when I was only one. My father's sister Irene and her husband Jimmie took me in (they didn't bother with the adoption thing) as their own. Just over a year later, Uncle Jimmie died at Omaha Beach. It made him some sort of local hero and aunt Irene never remarried. We lived in a small town outside a larger Midwest "city" where aunt Irene worked in an accounting firm. During the days when I was small, I spent my time at my grandparents house and when aunt Irene came home from...

A Boy’s Erotic Education

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I have since recovered from my earlier submissiveness and, in fact, assumed the opposite role to some extent. But I have never forgotten my earlier years and the education I received from my aunt's friend, Nurse Adrian. It was because of Adrian that I learned the wonders of a woman's body and, moreover, the appreciation for the exquisite pleasure that flows forth from a woman's favor. By first education of submissiveness and obedience to the female who dominated my earliest sexual experience I learned valuable lessons that would stand me in good stead for the rest of my life. Adrian...