Greetings fellow kinksters~ This is a follow-up post to yesterday’s “The anticipation” post. As I wrote, Sir is rather busy this week and has sent me some emails titled “Do not open until Tuesday”, “Do not open until Thursday”, etc., as he won’t be able to conduct our regularly scheduled phone calls. His email scheduled... Continue Reading →
“Scott, buddy, so glad you could make it!” Tom stepped aside, slapping Scott on the back as he entered his home. While the two men had been work friends for years, they hadn’t socialized much outside of the office and this was Scott’s first time over. “Scott, this is my girlfriend, Andi,” Tom said, introducing... Continue Reading →
Hello, my fellow spankos! If you haven’t read Part 1, you might do that first: A Daddy Intervenes, Part 1 XOXO, nora Part Two Jack led his daughter into the house with a firm grip on her arm. Jenny’s tummy was doing flip flops, as her father’s threat about putting her over his knee was... Continue Reading →
Hello, my friends! It has been quite some time since I wrote an open and honest account of Daddy and I’s journey with our respective roles as Dominant and submissive in our dynamic. I realize that I tend to mention the sexy, kinky stuff more…you know, the stuff that comes easy to us…public spankings, erotic... Continue Reading →
I played hooky and was (justifiably) disciplined.
I’d say that I barely recognize her, but that would be a lie. She is the little that lives inside of me, who rarely makes an appearance. But boy did she make an appearance today! Bratty, full of sass and downright disobedience.
When Daddy entered the living room, he was greeted by the sight of three naughty young ladies, each in their respective corner. In his right hand he held the dreaded oak paddle, which he would soon use to ensure that none of these young ladies sat comfortably for the next few days. He took an armless chair from the dining room table and placed it in the center of the room.
My first reaction when I read this prompt was, “Discipline? Punishment? Yes, please!”. I have ALWAYS found the idea of being disciplined attractive and spent most of my adult life craving a good, hard spanking for misbehavior.
Today, I asked Daddy for a spanking…and wow, did I ever get one! To preface my request, let me explain.
Finding Strength in my Submission 