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...

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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...

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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...

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Anything To Help Him

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  I silently thanked whatever god looked out for teenage boys - thanking that higher power from taking my son in that accident that stole half a dozen other parents children. A school skiing trip - four days of fun away from parents, with friends and only two teachers as chaperons - it had turned into a nightmare. Dozens had been hurt, half of the teens that had went on the trip had been of the fourteen found dead at the scene. Their car having taken the brunt of the train crash. Over a month ago and it still stunned...

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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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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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Alex Gets Examined

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"Alex Ruttingham?" the secretary called out, her eyes scanning the waiting room. "You're up, sweetie," a tall woman with a stylish, short red haircut whispered to the boy beside her. He looked at her with imploring eyes: Mom, come with me. But she shook her head, gently reinforcing what had already been decided. "Remember what we talked about, honey. This is something all boys go through, without their moms. All your friends will do it, too." "But do I have to be first?" His Mom brushed the honey-colored hair from her son's face. "You'll be fine. Trust your mother, she...

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A Lousy Time

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I feel the need to say from the start I always thought my mom was the best. It might not be cool for me as a 13 year old to say his mom is great but really she has totally been there for me even when dad died. That doesn’t mean she is perfect. I mean she has always been a psycho when it comes to being clean and bugs totally freak her out. She always kept our house so clean you could eat off the floor. Before she would even move into this trailer last year she had the...

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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...

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An Extraordinary Old Woman, A Willing Young Man

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I could barely walk by the time I made it to the doctor's office, or 'surgery' as they called it. An old woman sat behind a desk doing some paperwork. 'Can I help ye?' she said in the thick accent of the Scottish islands. 'Would it be possible to see the doctor right away?' I asked. 'What's yere problem then?' she asked, staring at me with huge blue eyes through large round glasses. 'I have a pain in my groin.' I said. 'Are you the doctor?' 'Aye, I am.' She said, getting up. She was thin, and as high as...

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A Kind of Exhibitionism

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Reading these stories reminded me of an involuntary show I put on for the benefit of my aunt and two friends of her's. I was 10 years old at the time,naked, bent over my mother's lap being spanked with a wooden hair brush. The women had a bridge game scheduled at our house, and my aunt was the first to arrive. She parked her car in our back driveway, opened the rear door, and walked in unanounced. Naturally as soon as she was in the house, she could hear the crack of the hair brush on my behind, my howls...

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12th Birthday Medical Exam (part 3)

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In Chapter 1, we met Family Practice Doctor Marcy Harris. The 52 year old woman with two grown children of her own was a respected Doctor that gave thorough exams. On this particular morning, she reviewed all the patients she would see that day with her head nurse Janet, noting that she had a brand new patient named Michael Sanchez, age 11, as the last patient of the morning. "Why does his name sound familiar?" Dr. Harris asked Janet. "You had his dad as a new patient a couple of months ago," Janet replied. Then with a giggle Janet added,"...

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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...

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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...

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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...

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12th Birthday Medical Exam (part 1)

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Kyle Roberts turned 12 years old on a fine summer day and his mom Kate reminded him that he had an appointment for his annual check-up that morning and then the family would go out to dinner at his favorite pizza restaurant that evening. Kyle was looking forward to the day and actually liked his family practice Doctor, Marcy Harris. As had always been the routine the past several years, Dr. Harris examined the boy while he kept his briefs on. Kyle always liked that she addressed him directly and only asked his mom questions when absolutely necessary. Just when...

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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...

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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...

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