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Beats by Dre Solo (no replies)

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Monster Kopfhörer, Form Monster Kopfhörer Geburt hat bekam klingt Entgiftung. entzündet einen Wunsch für Audio-Enthusiasten. Genau das, was Prohersteller mit Draht-Monster entwickelt Kopfhörer im Zusammenhang, kann uns, welche Art von Emotionen? Jetzt habe ich gehen, um von irgendeiner Art von Ziel Ziel im Hinblick auf die verschiedenen Versionen der Monster Kopfhörer Monster headphones.First bewerten direkt in nicht eine, sondern zwei TV-Serien unterteilt, ist einer der Turbo-Show, ist noch eine weitere TV-Serie von Musik . Turbo-Serie, wird von Monster comepany von selbst entwickelt. Die Musik-Reihe wird zusammen mit dem Dr.Dre gewachsen. Sie haben Null-Serie deutliche Unterschiede, als Ganzes, Turbo-Fernsehserie zu specialitzation neigen, und zusätzlich Beats Fernsehserie produzieren intensive von Dr. Dre privaten design.Ok, lassen Sie uns beginnen das Monster Kopfhörer Artikel! Während der Auftritt Ziel Ansicht, diese hervorragende In-Ear-Kopfhörer sind tadellos. Kann gesagt werden, ist eine perfekte Einheit für Mode und zusätzlich Sound. Natürlich hat der Sound bekam einen kleinen Schönheitsfehler ist zwar immer noch da. Große, vielseitig, tieffrequente Geräusche tatsächlich nicht zu verwechseln, ist es leicht, in Beats by Dre Studio den Benutzer entstehen fühle mich gut, klingt donnernden Trommel nicht nur erlauben mir das Gefühl, mächtig, aber auch die Positionierung ist sicherlich nicht schlecht.
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Roommate from Hell: Part III (no replies)

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Underwear Check


Over the days after Michelle's spanking for missing the rent, Jane reminded her about writing or sewing her name on the tags of her panties. Despite Michelle's protests that they did their laundry separate from one another and mixing up clothes would not be a problem, Jane remained adamant in that Michelle's panties should have her name in them.
One night, as they watched television, Michelle reached forward to pick up a drink of water she had on the table. As she did, her panties crept out of the back of her shorts. Jane spied the tag sticking out - no name.
"Is your name in your panties yet?" Michelle had a minor heart attack - was she about to get spanked?
"No, not yet. I... haven't bought the sewing material yet."
"Ah. Get on that then. You know the rules."
"Okay."
Jane got up afterwards, said goodnight, and went to bed. Michelle did the same shortly after.
The next morning, when Michelle got up for her internship, she had a text from Jane: "Remember your name in your underpants." Michelle sighed - what a weird rule to have. Ignoring the text, she got ready for her internship, reminding herself to buy the sewing material and get to work on this later.
At 6 pm when she walked in the apartment, she realized she forgot the sewing stuff. Fuck. Michelle changed into a white T-shirt and black shorts and found that Jane had ordered Chinese food.
They had dinner while they discussed their respective dinners. It was going nicely. "Hopefully she forgets about my underwear until I can get back to my room," Michelle thought.
Dinner finished, and Michelle headed to her room as Jane sat down on the couch to watch television. As she got ready to write her name with marker in her panties and put this matter to rest, she realized - she had no marker or pen. Nothing to write with. She'd have to go back out where Jane was. Dammit.
Michelle opened the door and slowly and carefully walked out of her room towards the kitchen where there was a drawer full of pens and other junk. As she passed the living room, Jane noticed her.
"Oh, Michelle, come here and check this out. This guy on TV is going to walk across Niagara Falls on a tightrope."
"Uh, sure." Michelle nervously went and sat down on the couch as well, hoping that Jane's attention would be too focused on the TV. As they watched, Jane asked,
"Did you put your name in your panties yet?" Michelle didn't answer. A few seconds passed. "Michelle?"
"...not yet."
"I texted you this morning."
"I haven't had the time yet. I will." Jane picked up the remote and turned the TV off.
"Bare your bottom."
"Please, no. I was going to do it just now!"
"I'm sure you were. But you've had some time now. Bare your bottom." Michelle groaned as she stood up and pulled down her shorts and panties. Jane patted her lap. Michelle reluctantly climbed over.
Jane began the spanking immediately. She did her usual fast slap back and forth across the cheeks. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! It wasn't long before Michelle was kicking and yelping.
"Ow! OWW! Ouch!" As Jane furiously spanked the poor girl, she commented,
"It's a shame I have to spank you so frequently, but the sooner you learn the rules and follow them, the better off you'll be."
"Ah! I guess- OUCH!"
After about 5-6 minutes of spanking, Michelle's ass was nice and red. Jane rubbed it a little.
"Now, I'll stop spanking you for now, but we're going to address your underwear problem. Take off your underwear and give them to me, and go to your room."
"Huh?"
"Your underwear," she answered with a spank. "Give them to me, and go to your room. Unless you want me to keep spanking," with another spank.
"AH! NO!" Michelle quickly got up, took off her shorts and panties, and handed the panties to Jane. Putting her shorts back on, Michelle hurried back to her room while holding her stinging bottom. Jane entered only a minute later, but with a large black garbage bag. She held the bag to Michelle, instructing her,
"Hold it open." Michelle did as was told. Jane walked over to Michelle's top drawer and opened it, showing all the panties, bras, and socks. Jane began pulling out of all Michelle's panties. When she had a handful, she walked back to the bag and tossed them in.
"What're you doing?!" Michelle asked confused and frightened.
"Throwing these out. As you won't mark them appropriately, you'll wear the underwear I deem appropriate."
"Excuse me? You can't tell me what kind of underwear I wear!"
"I do believe I do, unless you want to live elsewhere. My roof, my rules. Now hold that bag open." An irritated Michelle held the bag open as Jane tossed the panties in. Jane finished the inspection of the underwear drawer, making sure she had all of the panties and threw them in the trash. Taking the bag back, she told Michelle, "Now, get dressed. We're going shopping."
"Shopping? And how can I get dressed? You threw out all of my underwear!"
"That's the point, we're going underwear shopping. Get ready." Jane left the room with the bag. Michelle angrily put on a pair of blue jeans and walked out of her room to find Jane re-entering the apartment.
"Where did you go?"
"To the incinerator to dispose of that bag."
"You BURNED my underwear?"
"Yes. Now let's go. I know a good clothing store."
Michelle got into Jane's car and the two drove to a 24 hour store called Lucky's Clothes. Walking in, Jane led the two to the women's underwear section. After a few seconds of looking, Jane held up a package of plain white granny panties.
"Do you like these? I do."
"I don't. I'm not going to wear granny panties."
"You're not?"
"No. They're too big and too plain. I like these," Michelle held up a package of thongs. Jane shook her head dismissively.
"Those are NOT appropriate underwear. You'll wear something that covers your whole rear end."
"You're NOT my mother, Jane."
"No, but I AM your home-provider as I pay over half the rent. And my rules apply. No skimpy underwear. How about these?" She held up a package of green granny panties. "What size are you?"
"Medium, but that's not the point."
"Here's a package of medium panties. Look, they have stripes. Is that cute enough?"
"No. You're NOT choosing my underwear. I'll choose my own, do you understand?" Michelle angrily sat on the small bench in the area and crossed her arms. Jane was unamused.
"I don't like that attitude. Bare your bottom."
"Excuse me? We're in the store."
"I don't care. Bare your bottom or I'll bare it for you."
"..no! We're in public. Can't you do this back in the apartment? And I already got spanked tonight!"
"You're acting up, so you're getting another. And no. Right here, right now. Pants down. Unless you want to walk back to the apartment tonight to find ALL of your stuff in the incinerator."
"Are you really going to use my living in the apartment as leverage to spank me?"
"Yes. Now what'll it be?" Michelle realized she was fighting a losing battle. Making sure no one was around, she stood up and unbuttoned her jeans and slowly lowered them below her ass. Jane pulled the jeans down further til they were above Michelle's knees, then sat on the bench and pulled her over. "Your ass is still a little red. We need to redder it more," Jane said before beginning spanking.
She slapped furiously, with each slap harder than the last. Michelle was wiggling and groaning as Jane spanked. Jane warned her,
"If you make noise, you'll attract people. You don't want that, do you?" Michelle realized, in panic, she was right - the louder she was, the more attention she'd bring to herself, being spanked in public. Michelle held back her groans and yelps as Jane kept spanking.
The minutes passed as Jane punished Michelle's bare ass. To Michelle's horror, a little girl around 5 years old walked by and started watching. Michelle's eyes went wide. The little girl laughed,
"Hahaha, you're being punished!" Jane stopped spanking, and answered,
"Yes. This is what happens when bad girls misbehave - they get a spanking." Michelle was dying of embarrassment, as red in the face as she was on her ass. The girl came closer and looked at Michelle's burning bottom.
"Wow. It's REALLY red."
"Yep. The badder you are, the redder it gets. This girl is bad a lot, so she gets A LOT of spankings."
Michelle could only lay there in silence and wonder, "Is this really happening?"
"WOW. What did she do?!"
"She's giving me fuss about her underwear. She's being nasty and giving me a hard time."
"That's not nice. You should spank her really hard for that!"
"You got it. Now run along, little girl." The little girl laughed and ran off, chanting,
"Mommy! That girl over there is being punished!"
"What a sweet girl," Jane said, before resuming the spanking. Michelle clenched her fists and kicked her feet as Jane mercilessly spanked her red bottom.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Now, you WILL wear whatever underwear I choose, right?" SMACK
"OW! Yes!"
"And you'll stop giving me an attitude, right?" SMACK
"AHH! Yesss!"
"Good!" SMACK SMACK SMACK
"AHHH!"
With one final hard spank that made Michelle scream, Jane stopped.
"Alright. Pull up your pants." Michelle, angry and in pain, got up and pulled her jeans up and buttoned them. She held her ass in pain - a burning naked bottom in jeans HURT! Jane bought 3 packages of underwear for Michelle - one of plain white granny panties, one of striped blue panties, and one of designs and colors on panties.
The two returned home where Jane presented Michelle with a marker.
"Your name on every tag. Now. Goodnight." With that, Jane went into her room and closed the door. Michelle laid on her belly on her bed, her bare, red ass still cooling down, as she wrote her name in all of her new underwear.

Children's Hospital (2 replies)

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Children's Hospital, a Cartoon Network comedy features a cane whack to the bottom of "Lola" on the next episode. It shows in the previews!

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Nike zapatos más vendidos o botas de todo el mundo (1 reply)

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" La celebración relacionada con la Air Jordan 2010 , y también a nuestras empresas 25 aniversario en realidad son el pináculo relacionado con 12 meses se llenaron de hitos para mi situación", Jordania informó en el interior de un clic del anuncio formal . "Con cada zapato , la gente ha presionado que tomemos los siguientes Air Jordan más allá de su creatividad salvaje. " Una persona que imaginó el sueño y, además, podría haber estado pensando la fantasía había fallecido terminó siendo Wade sí mismo que nike air max 90 mujer baratas había estado extático de sentir finalmente unirse a la marca de su hombre ama a una gran deal.After seis años en el interior del proveedor en la parte superior de Converse en julio que finalmente va a entrelazar sus Jordans hacia arriba como una especie de vocero oficial (cada uno en realidad están poseídos por Nike) . una de las cosas que entendemos por absoluta certeza es que va en poco menos se pongan en venta los $ 6 mil millones frente al año el hombre tenía con Converse y claramente se va a sentir lo que en poco menos de $ 10 millones considerando la acción en prestigio y , además, el tamaño del mercado ; c onsiderando DWade es la feriante inicial para el calzado de marca Jordan Michael himself.Wade porque está en curso para formar su imperio de negocios con acuerdos existentes con Gatorade y T -Mobile en curso para lograr llevar a cabo una extensa pago cheque. "Una cosa he entendido acercándose a la marca , es un grupo ", mencionó Wade. " Tengo el privilegio suficiente para { tienen la capacidad de estar en una posición con hombres como Chris Paul , Carmelo Anthony , Derek Jeter , aquellos muchachos. Todos nosotros disponen de una función a la experiencia. Y , además, voy a experimentar la parte que yo finalizados para y, además, espero que hagan lo mejor que puedo. "contrato misterioso Dwyane con Nike / Air Jordan / Jordania contrato arranque Brand había guardado silencio silencio durante semanas con sólo unos pocos dentro de ella el círculo interior Wade , por ejemplo, Chicage prójimo nativa y, además, que también idolatraba MJ crecen hacia arriba, Quentin Richardson , siendo uno de los nike air max 90 baratas online pocos gente elegir para entender de antemano ; Richardson pasa a ser rockin la línea de calzado de Jumpman durante la duración de todo ese trabajo NBA "Creo que . destinado el mundo para él , la verdad ", mencionó Richardson. " Nosotros siendo de Chicago, no creo que las personas a entender .... te adoraba MJ Monitoreamos cada movimiento el hombre creó . Creo que para todos nosotros, muchachos , que hizo una gran diferencia. Y también , incluso antes de que él vino a Jordania, Dwyane puede hacer uso de ella. había llegado en torno a mi casa y hacer las cosas de forma coherente. " Tan grande ya que si no es más grande que tiene la capacidad de representante oficial Air calzado Jordania, para Wade , fue la capacidad de llegar a conocer a Michael una rápida mejor y , además, tener acceso a él directamente desde un resultado relacionado con la relación comercial de arranque de Jordania que abre las marcas de correspondencia entre la cabra y también su marca sucesor Jordán. " Antes de esto, nuestra relación fue realmente escribir de relación con la determinación de verlo y dejar de ser en el temor relacionado con la persona que me crié viendo " , mencionó Wade. " Hoy puedo e -mail , le llaman , estas líneas relacionadas con la correspondencia. Así que creo que es algo bueno. Él responde volviendo a mí mucho más rápido hoy que siempre . "
Antes de la Jordans ? Éxito Aérea, la Fuerza Aérea de Nike para una persona que ya es el que deja su huella en el sector de ropa deportiva. Es considerado como Nike zapatos más vendidos o botas de todo el mundo. Conocido como después de la Presidentæ plano formal EE.UU. , la Fuerza entorno One zapatos son realmente las zapatillas inicial para utilizar la tecnología Nike Air . La tecnología está patentado por Nike y también envidiado por otras empresas de calzado . El Air Jordan ? Popularidad puede atribuirse al entorno Pulsar uno . Sin Seres Drive aire , los Jordan medio ambiente no han sido tal vez developed.The Nike Air Drive One, desarrollado por Bruce Kilgore, se distribuyó inicialmente en 1982 . Terminó siendo descontinuado a 12 meses después de su lanzamiento , pero terminó siendo re -lanzado en 1986 . En un principio , se convirtió en un éxito entre los jóvenes sólo dentro de la ciudad . Las zapatillas de deporte ? Lanzamiento, sin embargo, coincidieron en que tiene un tiempo el movimiento hip- hop tiene desarrollado . De inmediato penetró en el derecho la sociedad afroamericana después de lo cual se convirtió casi de nike air max 90 mujer inmediato en muy querido dentro de la moda del hip -hop. Poco a poco, el Air Force One zapatos o botas hechas es la industria al mismo tiempo dentro del hip- hop y la sociedad , además, interior juventud y , además, no se convirtió en más que una ropa deportiva pero también de manera hacer uso zapatillas of.The son increíblemente agradable de poner, a un lado de ella es diseño fantástico. Las Nike Air tech produce toda la diferencia en el medio ambiente Pulse uno . Su aire altamente presurizado atrapado único pasa a ser los zapatos? Un gran número de componente específico . Esto le dio una perfecta flotabilidad al pie siempre luciendo los zapatos o botas . Se va a ser el componente que los clientes han deseado invariablemente en cualquier Air Drive Un conjunto de zapatos . Esta excelente tecnología poseen sido una cuestión que muchas empresas y, además, se les impidió la boca agua por varios años para conocer y también parecerse a ella.

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Roommate from Hell: Part III (no replies)

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Underwear Check


Over the days after Michelle's spanking for missing the rent, Jane reminded her about writing or sewing her name on the tags of her panties. Despite Michelle's protests that they did their laundry separate from one another and mixing up clothes would not be a problem, Jane remained adamant in that Michelle's panties should have her name in them.
One night, as they watched television, Michelle reached forward to pick up a drink of water she had on the table. As she did, her panties crept out of the back of her shorts. Jane spied the tag sticking out - no name.
"Is your name in your panties yet?" Michelle had a minor heart attack - was she about to get spanked?
"No, not yet. I... haven't bought the sewing material yet."
"Ah. Get on that then. You know the rules."
"Okay."
Jane got up afterwards, said goodnight, and went to bed. Michelle did the same shortly after.
The next morning, when Michelle got up for her internship, she had a text from Jane: "Remember your name in your underpants." Michelle sighed - what a weird rule to have. Ignoring the text, she got ready for her internship, reminding herself to buy the sewing material and get to work on this later.
At 6 pm when she walked in the apartment, she realized she forgot the sewing stuff. Fuck. Michelle changed into a white T-shirt and black shorts and found that Jane had ordered Chinese food.
They had dinner while they discussed their respective dinners. It was going nicely. "Hopefully she forgets about my underwear until I can get back to my room," Michelle thought.
Dinner finished, and Michelle headed to her room as Jane sat down on the couch to watch television. As she got ready to write her name with marker in her panties and put this matter to rest, she realized - she had no marker or pen. Nothing to write with. She'd have to go back out where Jane was. Dammit.
Michelle opened the door and slowly and carefully walked out of her room towards the kitchen where there was a drawer full of pens and other junk. As she passed the living room, Jane noticed her.
"Oh, Michelle, come here and check this out. This guy on TV is going to walk across Niagara Falls on a tightrope."
"Uh, sure." Michelle nervously went and sat down on the couch as well, hoping that Jane's attention would be too focused on the TV. As they watched, Jane asked,
"Did you put your name in your panties yet?" Michelle didn't answer. A few seconds passed. "Michelle?"
"...not yet."
"I texted you this morning."
"I haven't had the time yet. I will." Jane picked up the remote and turned the TV off.
"Bare your bottom."
"Please, no. I was going to do it just now!"
"I'm sure you were. But you've had some time now. Bare your bottom." Michelle groaned as she stood up and pulled down her shorts and panties. Jane patted her lap. Michelle reluctantly climbed over.
Jane began the spanking immediately. She did her usual fast slap back and forth across the cheeks. SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! It wasn't long before Michelle was kicking and yelping.
"Ow! OWW! Ouch!" As Jane furiously spanked the poor girl, she commented,
"It's a shame I have to spank you so frequently, but the sooner you learn the rules and follow them, the better off you'll be."
"Ah! I guess- OUCH!"
After about 5-6 minutes of spanking, Michelle's ass was nice and red. Jane rubbed it a little.
"Now, I'll stop spanking you for now, but we're going to address your underwear problem. Take off your underwear and give them to me, and go to your room."
"Huh?"
"Your underwear," she answered with a spank. "Give them to me, and go to your room. Unless you want me to keep spanking," with another spank.
"AH! NO!" Michelle quickly got up, took off her shorts and panties, and handed the panties to Jane. Putting her shorts back on, Michelle hurried back to her room while holding her stinging bottom. Jane entered only a minute later, but with a large black garbage bag. She held the bag to Michelle, instructing her,
"Hold it open." Michelle did as was told. Jane walked over to Michelle's top drawer and opened it, showing all the panties, bras, and socks. Jane began pulling out of all Michelle's panties. When she had a handful, she walked back to the bag and tossed them in.
"What're you doing?!" Michelle asked confused and frightened.
"Throwing these out. As you won't mark them appropriately, you'll wear the underwear I deem appropriate."
"Excuse me? You can't tell me what kind of underwear I wear!"
"I do believe I do, unless you want to live elsewhere. My roof, my rules. Now hold that bag open." An irritated Michelle held the bag open as Jane tossed the panties in. Jane finished the inspection of the underwear drawer, making sure she had all of the panties and threw them in the trash. Taking the bag back, she told Michelle, "Now, get dressed. We're going shopping."
"Shopping? And how can I get dressed? You threw out all of my underwear!"
"That's the point, we're going underwear shopping. Get ready." Jane left the room with the bag. Michelle angrily put on a pair of blue jeans and walked out of her room to find Jane re-entering the apartment.
"Where did you go?"
"To the incinerator to dispose of that bag."
"You BURNED my underwear?"
"Yes. Now let's go. I know a good clothing store."
Michelle got into Jane's car and the two drove to a 24 hour store called Lucky's Clothes. Walking in, Jane led the two to the women's underwear section. After a few seconds of looking, Jane held up a package of plain white granny panties.
"Do you like these? I do."
"I don't. I'm not going to wear granny panties."
"You're not?"
"No. They're too big and too plain. I like these," Michelle held up a package of thongs. Jane shook her head dismissively.
"Those are NOT appropriate underwear. You'll wear something that covers your whole rear end."
"You're NOT my mother, Jane."
"No, but I AM your home-provider as I pay over half the rent. And my rules apply. No skimpy underwear. How about these?" She held up a package of green granny panties. "What size are you?"
"Medium, but that's not the point."
"Here's a package of medium panties. Look, they have stripes. Is that cute enough?"
"No. You're NOT choosing my underwear. I'll choose my own, do you understand?" Michelle angrily sat on the small bench in the area and crossed her arms. Jane was unamused.
"I don't like that attitude. Bare your bottom."
"Excuse me? We're in the store."
"I don't care. Bare your bottom or I'll bare it for you."
"..no! We're in public. Can't you do this back in the apartment? And I already got spanked tonight!"
"You're acting up, so you're getting another. And no. Right here, right now. Pants down. Unless you want to walk back to the apartment tonight to find ALL of your stuff in the incinerator."
"Are you really going to use my living in the apartment as leverage to spank me?"
"Yes. Now what'll it be?" Michelle realized she was fighting a losing battle. Making sure no one was around, she stood up and unbuttoned her jeans and slowly lowered them below her ass. Jane pulled the jeans down further til they were above Michelle's knees, then sat on the bench and pulled her over. "Your ass is still a little red. We need to redder it more," Jane said before beginning spanking.
She slapped furiously, with each slap harder than the last. Michelle was wiggling and groaning as Jane spanked. Jane warned her,
"If you make noise, you'll attract people. You don't want that, do you?" Michelle realized, in panic, she was right - the louder she was, the more attention she'd bring to herself, being spanked in public. Michelle held back her groans and yelps as Jane kept spanking.
The minutes passed as Jane punished Michelle's bare ass. To Michelle's horror, a little girl around 5 years old walked by and started watching. Michelle's eyes went wide. The little girl laughed,
"Hahaha, you're being punished!" Jane stopped spanking, and answered,
"Yes. This is what happens when bad girls misbehave - they get a spanking." Michelle was dying of embarrassment, as red in the face as she was on her ass. The girl came closer and looked at Michelle's burning bottom.
"Wow. It's REALLY red."
"Yep. The badder you are, the redder it gets. This girl is bad a lot, so she gets A LOT of spankings."
Michelle could only lay there in silence and wonder, "Is this really happening?"
"WOW. What did she do?!"
"She's giving me fuss about her underwear. She's being nasty and giving me a hard time."
"That's not nice. You should spank her really hard for that!"
"You got it. Now run along, little girl." The little girl laughed and ran off, chanting,
"Mommy! That girl over there is being punished!"
"What a sweet girl," Jane said, before resuming the spanking. Michelle clenched her fists and kicked her feet as Jane mercilessly spanked her red bottom.
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"Now, you WILL wear whatever underwear I choose, right?" SMACK
"OW! Yes!"
"And you'll stop giving me an attitude, right?" SMACK
"AHH! Yesss!"
"Good!" SMACK SMACK SMACK
"AHHH!"
With one final hard spank that made Michelle scream, Jane stopped.
"Alright. Pull up your pants." Michelle, angry and in pain, got up and pulled her jeans up and buttoned them. She held her ass in pain - a burning naked bottom in jeans HURT! Jane bought 3 packages of underwear for Michelle - one of plain white granny panties, one of striped blue panties, and one of designs and colors on panties.
The two returned home where Jane presented Michelle with a marker.
"Your name on every tag. Now. Goodnight." With that, Jane went into her room and closed the door. Michelle laid on her belly on her bed, her bare, red ass still cooling down, as she wrote her name in all of her new underwear.

Roommate from Hell: Part IV (2 replies)

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Minor Spankings


As the weeks passed after the underwear incident, Michelle and Jane still grew closer as roommates, sharing stories and spending time together. Of course, Michelle still got spanked quite a lot. Not all of Michelle's spankings were long, epic events over something big, however - some were short and relatively small compared to other punishments she received...


Watching TV

One night while watching TV, Michelle was in black PJ pants and a blue tank top while sitting on the couch with Jane. The Big Bang Theory had just started, and Michelle reached for the remote to change it. Jane grabbed it back.
"What're you doing? I'm watching this."
"We just watched one of your sitcoms, it's my turn now. Let's find a good movie."
"Big Bang is a good show. Keep it on."
"C'mon Jane, it's not really that funny. There are way funnier." Michelle reached for the remote, and tried pulling it from Jane's grip. Jane held on.
"Michelle."
"We could put on anoth-" Jane stood up.
"Bare your bottom."
"What?!"
"You heard me." Jane then turned the TV off. "Bare your bottom."
"You're going to spank me for not wanting to watch your show?!"
"No, I'm going to spank you for being rude while watching TV and trying to take the remote away. Now drop your PJs and your panties."
Sighing in slight annoyance, Michelle stood up and dropped her pajama bottoms to her ankles. Then her panties came down to her knees. Jane then physically bent Michelle over the couch so her ass stuck out. She then took off her slipper which she held up to Michelle's butt.
"Stick it out," came the command. Michelle did as she was told in fear of what would happen if she didn't. Jane then began slippering Michelle on the bottom. It didn't hurt THAT much, but it did sting a little, so Michelle's normal "OUCH!"s and "AHHH!"s were replaced by quieter groans and moans. After a minute or so of back and forth with the slipper, Michelle's ass started to glow a light pink. Jane stopped.
"Alright. This isn't doing much, but I didn't want to over-do it on such a small matter. I'll give you a choice: 10 minutes with the slipper, or 200 slaps with my hand?" Michelle thought - the slipper wasn't too hard, just annoying. The hand, on the other hand, was quite hard, but faster than 10 minutes. After a few seconds of thought, she decided,
"The slipper."
Jane went at it again, as hard as she could. Still, Michelle only felt just a stinging sensation - nothing like the brutal spankings before. Slap left, slap right, her butt cheeks jiggled as she groaned and moaned. Occasionally she would shake one of her legs.
Finally, 10 minutes passed. Her ass grew a little pink, a very light shade of red. Jane put her slipper back on,
"Okay, your spanking is over. But I don't think I'll be using the slipper as much anymore. Not as effective."
Rubbing her slightly stinging bum, Michelle pulled her panties and PJ pants back up, and sat back on the couch, crushed that the weakest of spanking implements had now been retired.


Coming Home Late

One late afternoon not long after, as Michelle was walking home from her internship, she got a call from her friend Amy.
"Hello?"
"Hey Mish - there's a 6 show of the new Channing Tatum movie playing. You in?"
"Yeah sure, I'll meet you there in 20 minutes!" Michelle directed her course from home to the movies. Once inside the theater, she turned her phone off as to avoid disrupting the movie.
Once the movie was over, she and Amy went and had a dinner in a small cafe for about an hour's time. However, she had forgotten to turn her phone back on...

As she entered the building, Michelle realized she hadn't turned her phone back on, and proceeded to do so. She walked into her apartment around 9 pm. Jane sat on the couch, arms folded, looking angry. She got up. Michelle instantly felt a stroke of fear.
"Where have you been?!"
"I was at the movies with a friend..?"
"You didn't call! I made you dinner and you didn't even let me know you were going out!"
"I'm sorry, I jus-"
"AND your phone is off. I've been calling you!" Michelle looked at her phone, now on - 6 texts of "Where are you?" from Jane, with 10 calls. "I thought something might've happened! I was worried! You're always supposed to let me know if you're going to be late, not panic me. Rule in the contract."
"I'm so sorry Jane, I ju-"
"Go to your room and get out of those work clothes. I don't want to wrinkle them."
"Huh?"
"I'll be in there in 5 minutes - have your bottom bared."
Michelle, in a panic, hurried into her room and shut the door. She took off her buttoned up white shirt and grey work pants, instead slipping into a green t-shirt and shorts, which she left down at her knees with her panties. She sat on the bed until Jane came in, 5 minutes later, wooden spoon in hand. Michelle's eyes went wide.
"On your back with your legs up and butt out. Now." Michelle quickly got into position, holding her legs up and sticking her ass out. Jane stood next to the bed and patted her left ass cheek with the spoon before SMACK!-ing it. Michelle yelped. Jane began using the wooden spoon to smack both cheeks in rapid-fire manner. Michelle held on tight, trying not to fall over or let her legs drop, as Jane went spank-happy on her ass for a few minutes.
After a few minutes of smacks and cries of "Ouch!", Michelle had some nice red spoon-sized marks on her butt. Finally, Jane finished after about 5 more minutes of continuous spanking. Michelle laid on to her side and rubbed her ass as Jane left the room with the spoon. Nothing insane, but still stinging.


Wine on the Couch

One night, after dinner, Jane treated Michelle to a bottle of wine. Jane sat at the table, drinking her freshly-poured glass, while Michelle, in over-sized white T-shirt and grey sweatpants, took her glass over to the couch.
"Where are you going? You know you're not supposed to eat or drink over there."
"I'm just gonna watch some TV while I sip my wine."
"Now, Michelle,"
"Please, Jane?" Michelle looked at her with puppy dog eyes. Jane seemed to relent and smile a little.
"Okay. But be careful."
Michelle watched a bit of a comedy movie while sipping up her wine. Jane finished her glass and proceeded to join Michelle on the couch. Once her glass was empty, Michelle got up and headed over to pour another glass. Jane watched as Michelle returned to the couch with the glass and sat down.
On the TV, an elaborate plan by one of the characters failed, causing another character to get hit in the groin with a baseball. Michelle, who was sipping at this point, spit out her drink in laughter - all over Jane and the couch. In her laughter, she accidentally fell back - splashing wine all over the couch. Oops. Jane got up, furious.
"Now look! I told you I didn't want you drinking over here, and you've got wine all over ME and the couch!"
"I'm sorry, let me get that!" Michelle begged, immediately knowing what was to come, as she rushed up to go get paper towels. Jane got up and grabbed her, pulling her back.
"No, you wait here." Jane walked over and got paper towels and cleaned herself off before coming back to the couch with a sponge to clean up the spilled drink.
"I'm so sorry."
"Oh, you will be." Once she was finished cleaning, the excess wine, she took the sponge back to the sink and rinsed it. Walking back, she pointed, "Look. There's a stain. That ain't coming out."
"I'm so-"
Jane reached at Michelle's sweatpants, yanking them, along with her panties, down all the way to her ankles. She then sat on the couch and pulled the girl over her lap.
"You can barely go a day without getting spanked, can you?" Jane asked before starting the spanking. The spanking, of course, was quite hard, as Jane went as fast and hard as she could across Michelle's ass cheeks. The girl kicked as the woman slapped her bare ass, moaning "Owww... OUCH! AH! STOP!" After 3-4 minutes of non-stop spanking, Michelle flung her hand back to cover her ass.
"No more! Please!"
"Move your hand or you'll get more," Jane warned.
"Please! It already hurts too much!"
"I was planning on going for 400, but if you want to go for 1400 instead, keep your hand back here." Michelle quickly flung her hand back up front in fear. "Good girl. Now, I AM going for 400, but as I've lost my place, I'll simply have to start over." Michelle began whimpering loudly as Jane started spanking again.
The minutes passed slowly as the spanks went fast - Jane spanked soundly and without stop as Michelle kicked and moaned without hope. After 5 minutes passed, Jane counted down the last spanks,
"397, 398, 399...." she paused after the 399th spank. Michelle laid there in fear. Jane sent the last one down HARD, causing Michelle to scream in pain.
"OW!"
"Okay. We're done. Get up." Michelle got up off of Jane's lap as Jane got up and walked into her room, shutting the door. Michelle rubbed her ass for a few seconds before pulling her sweatpants and panties back up.
As she head to bed that night with ANOTHER sore bottom, one thing was clear - she had to get the fuck out of there.

Roommate from Hell: Part VII (1 reply)

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Houseguest from Hell: Part II

That night, Michelle slept in a blue T-shirt, green PJ short shorts, and a red, burning bottom. That was the hardest spanking she'd ever received - and living with Jane, she got plenty of them. The next morning at around 9:30, she got up and lazily walked into the kitchen to make breakfast. She didn't have her internship on weekends, so her plan was simple: eat fast and get the hell out before Marsha could spank her.
However, like most of Michelle's ideas, this didn't exactly pan out like she wanted.
Michelle managed to lightly sit at the table eating a bowl of Corn Flakes when Marsha entered the room, already showered and dressed for the day. Michelle ate breakfast in silence as Marsha started making coffee. The elder started the conversation,
"Starting the day off right before your chores, huh?"
"What?" Michelle asked, gulping down the spoonful of flakes.
"Your chores. You've gotta vacuum, mop, and sweep the apartment and do laundry."
"Uh, I'm going out today."
"I beg your pardon?"
"I'm going out today. The apartment can be cleaned later. Besides, Jane never told me about any ch-"
"No, you'll be cleaning the apartment today. There's a list of chores for you to do."
"According to who?"
"According to me."
"I don't have to do chores because YOU tell me to. YOU don't live here."
"No, but I AM in charge. And there's chores. Now finish breakfast and start cleaning. It's a busy workload ahead of you." Michelle stood up in defiance.
"NO. I'm NOT doing chores. I'm leaving." She started to storm to her bedroom, but Marsha grabbed her by the arm. Michelle tried pulling away, but Marsha held on tight.
"Go ahead, you can leave, but you're not coming back 'til Jane gets home. I hope you can find somewhere to stay until then. Jane actually let me know last night she might be away a few days longer than normal."
"I LIVE here. You can't victimize me!"
"I'm currently acting as head of the apartment, and what I say goes. Now, do you plan on walking out? If so, take everything with you." Michelle stopped struggling to get away and just stood there, almost defeated.
"No... I'm not."
"That's what I thought. So you'll be doing your chores today."
"..yes."
"Okay. Now let's go." Marsha started dragging Michelle towards the couch. Oh no. Shit. Michelle started struggling again,
"Nooo!"
"Yes. You're going to be punished for disobedience and acting like a brat."
"No no no!" Marsha got to the couch and started sitting down as Michelle tried pulling away. Unfortunately, Marsha held on tight.
"Yes yes yes. Now stop acting childish before I make things much worse."
"Worse?"
"Yes. I can make things a hell of a lot worse for you than they already are. Now behave yourself and stop acting like a baby." Michelle stopped struggling for fear that her predicament could somehow become even worse, and stood there in fright. Marsha let go, "Alright. You know what to do."
Michelle nervously climbed over Marsha's lap letting her ass stick up, ready for the punishment. Marsha didn't immediately begin the spanking -instead, she rested two fingers on the waistband of Michelle's lime green short-shorts.
"I'm not sure why these are still up. You should know by now that ALL spankings are on your bare ass, and when I said you were gonna be punished, the first thing you should have done was pulled 'em down." With that she put her hands on the waistband to pull 'em down, but Michelle grabbed on tight.
"Noo! You spanked me so hard on my bare butt last night! It still hurts. Can't you just spank me on my shorts?"
"I don't think so," and Marsha tried pulling the shorts off, but Michelle held on tight. "Let go," she demanded.
"You spanked me too hard last night! At least spank me on just my shorts!"
"Spankings are SUPPOSED to hurt, Michelle. And you're getting a spanking right now whether or not you like it. And if you don't knock it off, I'll spank you until you can't sit down. Now move your hand." Michelle slowly retracted her hand as Marsha rubbed her still-covered ass. "Well, I DID spank you pretty hard last night, maybe I'll just punish you on your panties..." Michelle gulped.
At that, Marsha slipped her thumbs into Michelle's green PJ short shorts and began pushing them down exposing, not panties, but a bare ass that still had a little tint of red. When the shorts were just below Michelle's ass cheeks, Marsha stopped and saw that the ass in her lap was bare. She then checked inside the shorts and saw they were empty.
"...or you're not wearing any. Looks like I'll be punishing you on your bare ass anyway, AND not wearing any underwear gets you extra punishment."
"WHAT?"
"You walk around not wearing panties like some tramp?"
"I slept commando last night because it hurt so bad! I wasn't planning on leaving the house like this!"
"It's a shame, a young girl like you walking around with no panties on. Now you're gonna get spanked longer and harder." Michelle's heart dropped as Marsha slapped her left ass cheek quite hard.
"OW!" Marsha returned to the green PJ short shorts located right underneath the spankee's ass, and lowered them to around her knees. She then returned to the ass in her lap, white by nature but red by punishment. And right now it was still faintly red, minus the spank it just got. Marsha gave a rub to the bottom.
"It's a little red still... but I'll be much redder when I'm done, trust me."
Michelle held her head down and groaned in fear/distraught as Marsha started the spanking. Unlike last night's spanking, she spanked quite fast - the left cheek would barely be done jiggling before the right cheek was joining it in it's punishment dance. Not as fast as Jane would spank, the mile-a-minute spank style, but pretty fast-paced.
Michelle groaned and sput out "OUCH!" as Marsha went back and forth on Michelle's slight bubble butt, alternating between the cheeks, slowly getting it redder. Minutes passed, and with 2-3 spanks per second, Michelle's ass was starting to glow and sting more than ever. Michelle occasionally kicked her legs as Marsha delivered the non-stop spanking - it hurt.
After a few minutes, Marsha stopped, giving the red, stinging bottom a little rub.
"It's a shame," she began, followed by a hard spank that made Michelle yelp, "that a girl like you, in her 20s for god's sake, is getting a spanking. I'd be embarrassed if I were you." Spank! Michelle answered,
"YOU'RE the one spanking me! I AM embarrassed, but it's a shame that you and Jane like to spank me!"
"You think I WANT to spank you?" Marsha asked, delivering a swat to each cheek that made the spankee scream. "You think I want to spend time that I could be using to do other things to discipline a brat like you? No. I want to be out right now. But I have to be here with you over my knee, bare ass ripe to get spanked."
"Well then stop spanking me! I'm not making you do anything! You say it like I'm MAKING you spank me!"
"You are. By misbehaving. I thought a girl at your age would be polite, do her chores, and at least wear underwear. But no. You're a brat, and you get treated like a brat. And that means a spanking. I don't want to spank you and neither does Jane, but you bring it upon yourself, and right now I've got to do the job. Let's see if I've done it right." With that, Marsha held her hand up to Michelle's red ass, feeling it. "It's red, but I don't feel the heat. Not quite warm. So we're not done." Michelle groaned. "Stand up," was the command.
Michelle stood up as told, standing while covering her crotch. Her short shorts fell to her feet. Marsha stood up and walked into Jane's room, coming back with a hairbrush. Michelle's heart fell to her feet. That little fucker hurt.
"Okay, now how do I want to do this...?" Marsha pondered. For a second she looked around the room as Michelle stood nervously. "Well first, take off your shorts." Michelle hesitantly stepped out of her shorts, leaving her naked from the waist down, and picked them up and handed them to Marsha, who tossed them on the coffee table. "Now bend over and touch the coffee table. And stick your ass out."
Michelle bent over and touched the coffee table, ass out. Marsha stood next to her, resting the brush on her ass.
"Now... I know Jane likes to go by number of spanks. I heard the very first night you moved in, she gave you 1000?"
"..yes..."
"That's intense. And on night 1, no less? No surprise you're still getting spanked. Now I don't like to do set numbers of spanks. I like to go by time. I'm thinking we do 10-15 minutes with the brush. Maybe see what happens after." Michelle groaned,
"Ughhh."
"Complaining? I can always do an hour, hour and a half with the brush?"
"NOOOO!"
"So 10-15 minutes is fine? Because we could always do an hour. I've got nothing planned today."
"Yes it's fine it's fine!"
"Okay. Let's start."
WHACK! Right on the left cheek with the brush. Michelle leaned forward a little.
"Ohh!" WHACK! on the right.
Suddenly, it became an epic spank-a-thon, almost as if Jane was the one holding the brush. Marsha went spank happy, spanking hard and fast on Michelle's poor, red ass. Michelle screamed, yelped, and held on tight as the minutes passed.
SPANK!
WHACK!
SMACK!
Back and forth, over and over, Michelle struggled to maintain her position. However, she couldn't hold the tears anymore - by minute 4, she was crying. But that didn't stop Marsha - she delivered that hairbrush to Michelle's rear end for another 10 minutes, which felt like an eternity.
By the end of the hairbrushing, Michelle was sobbing and her face cheeks were tear-stained. Her butt cheeks? Redder than red, and burning hot. Marsha put the brush down and put her hand up to Michelle's ass and felt the heat coming off.
"Ooohhh... nice and hot. I WAS going to do maybe a half hour with a paddle..." Michelle interjected by letting out a loud sob, "..but I think you've had enough. For now, at least. Now, go do your chores. The list is on the counter. And if they're not done by 5 pm when I get back, consider yourself over my knee for an hour. Understand?"
Michelle stood up, rubbing her ass, and nodded in fright.
"Good," replied Marsha. Marsha put the brush away and was out of the apartment in 10 minutes. Michelle held her burning ass for a few minutes, finishing up crying. That was ridiculous and painful. Michelle wasn't sure how much longer she could take.

5 PM came, and Marsha stepped in the door. The whole apartment was cleaned up and done. She walked in and found Michelle stepping out of her bedroom, showered and dressed in a pink top and blue jean shorts.
"Very nice," Marsha commented. "I see my warming of your ass this morning got the job done."
"..yes..." Michelle answered.
"Come here," was the command. In fright, Michelle walked over, praying this wasn't leading to another spanking. "Drop your shorts."
"Why?"
"I want to inspect my handiwork from this morning." Michelle reluctantly unbuttoned her jean shorts and lowered them a little. Marsha walked behind her and pulled the jean shorts down all the way, exposing red panties. "At least we're wearing underwear now," Marsha commented, as she pulled them down. Michelle's ass was a light tint of red, with no more heat radiating off of it. "Very good."
Michelle pulled her panties and shorts back up.

That night around 9, Jane walked in the door. Michelle and Marsha were watching TV on the couch - Marsha was sitting, Michelle was lying on her stomach.
"I'm back!"
The two got up and walked over to greet her. Michelle couldn't believe she was feeling it, but she was actually HAPPY to see Jane.
"Welcome back!"
"How was it?!"
"It went well. The company is saved and I've been promoted to head of marketing. Quite a success! How was your weekend?" Michelle gulped,
"It was alright." Jane nodded.
"I see." She looked at Marsha. "Any trouble?"
"Not much. I had to spank her twice."
"Twice!? For what?!"
"Well last night she showed up with an unannounced friend and was rude, and this morning she refused to do her chores and wasn't even wearing underwear!"
"Really?"
"Unfortunately. But don't worry, I took care of it. Her bottom was redder than an apple on Christmas Day."
"Thank you, Marsha."
"Anytime. But I've got to get going. Welcome back, and goodnight." She turned to Michelle. "Stay out of trouble. Wear underwear." With that, Marsha took her bag and was out the door. The psycho was gone. Michelle felt relieved.
"TWO spankings? I was gone for a day and a half!"
"I'm sorry, I ju-"
"And you weren't wearing underwear?!"
"I sleep commando!"
"Unacceptable. I want a classy roommate living in the same apartment as me. From now on, you'll receive random underwear checks."
"Are you serious?"
"Very serious. Appropriate clothing is important. And if you don't have underwear on, you know what you'll get, right?" Michelle just felt defeated.
"..yes..."
"Good, and for the trouble you put Marsha through, it's the same thing you're going to get right now."
"Wha?" Michelle watched in horror as Jane walked over to the couch and sat down.
"Come here and bare your bottom."

Michelle went to bed with an incredibly sore ass that night. Poor Michelle.

Miley Cyrus Punishment? (1 reply)

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What are people's thoughts on how Miley Cyrus should be punished for her disgusting, filthy performance at the VMA awards last week?
My "sentence":
1) a thorough mouthsoaping
2) she wears that nude bikini and receives 20 lashes on the backs of her naked legs with a switch.
3) 50 swats with a gridhole paddle with her bent over so the bikini rides up and exposes her bare cheeks and is stretched tight as a drum across her butt
4) must apologize publically for her behavior and say " thanks for giving me the spanking I deserved."
5) must have pictures taken of how she copes with the aftermath-sitting gingerly on pillows, standing to eat, sleeping on her front, and so forth.
6) when she goes out she must wear short- shorts to show off the stripes on her legs , and must stand a certain number of hours in a public place every day for a week, wearing the nude bikini which is wedgied in her ass crack to show her red, blistered bottom

This might just cure her of her slutty dress and behavior!

Might amuse somebody... (no replies)

Is this from a play? (no replies)

Ausgezeichnet Nike Shox Jogging Turnschuhe (1 reply)

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Candid flip flop one smacker (no replies)

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I remember this one from the sfr days. Nice to see it back up on youtube. She is PISSED!

Found One You might Like (no replies)

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HI, First post, but I came across this scene and thought you might like it. It's not on the movie database as far as I can see.

The 'plot' of this early 80s French porn flick is that the daughter of the family is trying to split up her parents by sending a guy to her mother's bed, getting her girlfriend to blow of her father.

In the end the parents work out what the two girls have been up to, interrupt them in bed and both the girls end up OTK naked, so a M/F and F/F together. It's the very last scene.


http://xhamster.com/movies/1642787/english_dub_charlotte_wets_her_panties.html

Stacey's Spanking - F/f (no replies)

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"Are you ready?"

I looked at my lover, seated on the couch. Her anger had faded, but not her determination. I shrugged my shoulders. "I guess." I knew what was coming, and I knew why. But that didn't make me feel any better.

"Stand up," she said. "Take off your shorts and come here."

I stood slowly, biting my lip and fidgeting with my fingers, and then slid my shorts to the floor. Dragging my feet, I approached my girlfriend and allowed her to pull me over her lap.

"I'm disappointed in you," she said, hooking her thumbs in the waistband of my panties. "I didn't expect you to do something so quickly, after you'd already been punished for it." Slowly, she dragged my panties down until my bare butt was exposed. One hand rested on my ass, while with her other, she held me in position. I put my hands flat on the floor and balanced in her lap. A shiver ran through me as I stared at the hardwood planks below. This wasn't my time to talk.

"I was worried about you, Stacey," my lover said, patting my bottom gently. "I looked for you everywhere after you left the bar." She lifted her hand off my bottom, and I caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of my eye, high above her head.

SMACK!

I gasped, and tears stung my eyes.

"I know that you were drinking, and you may not have thought about what you were doing."

SMACK!

"But I don't want you to ever do that again. Do you understand me, Stacey?"

SMACK!

Her hand was like a hot iron on my ass, and she delivered several more smacks to my bottom and thighs. Before I realized it, I was kicking and howling with both pain and humiliation.

"No more." SMACK! "Running off." SMACK! "Do you." SMACK! "Understand?" SMACK! SMACK!

I howled with every fresh spanking, and I heard the disappointment in her voice. "Yes, I understand," I sobbed, my head bobbing up and down. "Yes! Yes!"

She ended with two sharp blows - one to each cheek - and I lay over her knee, crying like a baby: Crying because my bottom was on fire, and crying because I'd let my lover down.

Disobedience at the Dressmakers Part II (no replies)

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Continued from Disobedience at the Dressmakers Part I

The delivery of three beautiful ballgowns might normally have been an exciting occurrence, but in this case, Kitty groaned. “Take them upstairs and put them away in my trunk,” she ordered her maid.

“You don’t want to try them on first?” her maid exclaimed in surprise.

She glanced over her shoulder toward the study where her husband was reading, hoping he hadn’t heard, only to find him leaning in the doorway with a satisfied smirk. Her heart did a backflip.

“No, not this time, thank you,” she said quickly.

“Leave them on the bed,” Harry instructed the maid, then gave her a heavy-lidded gaze. “I am looking forward to seeing you try them on for me.”

She squeezed her buttocks together, remembering clearly what he had in mind. “I had hoped you had forgotten about that. Surely you’ve forgiven me by now?”

He walked forward and put his arms around her waist, brushing a kiss against her neck. “Certainly, darling. But that doesn’t mean I won’t follow through on a promised punishment.”
Just the word “punishment” made her heart beat harder against her ribs and she clicked her lips nervously. “When? Today?”

He smiled broadly, enjoying her discomfort. “Right now. As soon as I make a visit to the kitchen.”

She lifted her chin, realizing there was nothing to do but make the best of it. “Fine. I’ll be waiting upstairs for you.”

Perhaps it would not be as horrible as it sounded. But she found herself stomping her feet a bit on the way up the stairs. She couldn’t believe he was actually going to stick ginger up her arse like a horse!

Her maid was waiting for her, the dresses laid out on the bed. One was a navy, another a maroon. The last was a dark green. She had given the dressmaker specific design elements to include, and they had turned out perfectly.

“Shall I help you out of your day dress, my lady?” Her maid asked.

She sighed, turning around to offer her back. “Yes, please.” When she was divested of the dress, she told her maid that Harry would help her with the rest. Fortunately, it was not such an odd pronouncement, as it was a quirk of her husband’s that he preferred to be the one to undress and dress her. She smiled thinking of the dark intensity, the almost reverence with which he disrobed her, as if unlacing her corset was a privilege to be savored. Yes, he sometimes punished her, but it was with that same passion and was always followed by the tenderest of care.

He’d been looking forward to this punishment, which had irritated her on her way to the bedroom, but now made her soften. It couldn’t be so horrible if it caused such a gleam in his eye. She looked at herself in the glass and pulled the pins from her hair, rubbing her lips together to bring out their natural color. She did not remove her corset, since it would be needed for trying on the dresses, but she did remove her drawers, leaving only the stockings and garters on below her waist. Then she curled up on the bed between the dresses to wait.
Harry opened the door and leered appreciatively at the sight of her. His eyes had gone dark and she could see a bulge tenting his trousers. “That’s my kitten,” he murmured.

He walked straight to her, leaning over the bed to press a hard kiss on her mouth as his hand delved inside her corset to seek her breast. Then he pulled abruptly away, shaking himself, as if not wishing to be sidetracked. He tossed one of the dresses on top of another to make room for himself and sat down, patting his lap. She crawled over it obediently.

His hand came down on her bottom with a loud crack and she jumped. He continued to pepper her backside with spanks.

When he struck her thigh, she protested, “Harry! Unfair!”

He gave a low chuckle. “Yes, kitten, but I could not resist. Besides, you might prefer it to what is coming next.”

She squeezed her buttocks together so tightly her legs lifted straight out.

He gave her cheek a pinch and held it. “None of that, or I’ll give you a slippering. Relax this,” he said, shaking the pinched flesh.

She released the muscular contraction slowly.

“That is it,” he encouraged warmly. He kneaded her bottom, causing the tingling warmth he had created on the surface of her backside to spread into her core. She opened her thighs slightly in hopes he might reward her there. Instead, he parted her two cheeks, spreading them wide. She flinched and started to squeeze again, but he slapped her right between the legs, smarting her sex with the reprimand.

“Ooh!”

Before she could recover, her cheeks were parted and a hard, cool object was pressed against her anus. She froze, listening intently.

“Relax and open for it,” Harry commanded.

Instead she started to squeeze again, but he pressed insistently so that she was forced to open to avoid pain. It felt better the moment it entered, with the same satisfying and slightly frightening feeling of having his finger there--a feeling of being too full and too excited all at once. There was a slight burning around the ring of her anus where the ginger touched her flesh, but it was not too uncomfortable. If this was all he had in mind, it was not so bad. Still, she didn’t want him to think it was a failure, so she made a few more “oohing” sounds and rolled around on his lap, enjoying the feel of his hardened cock beneath her.

“It takes a bit for it to start working,” he said, dashing her hopes that it had failed. “So I think I’ll spank a little more while we wait.”

“No!” she kicked her legs. “My lord, I don’t require more spanking!” She changed her tone to a more suggestive timber. “Perhaps you could think of something else?” She spread her legs wider on his lap.

He rewarded her with another slap directly on her sex, which had grown moist with the stimulation of her back hole. “Ah, I think you like that,” he remarked, slapping her there again.
“What makes you say that?” she snapped, but her body had already betrayed her. Not only had she not closed her thighs, but she was arching back at him, as if eager for any kind of touch there, even if it was a spank. He obliged, delivering several more swift slaps, which jostled the ginger, creating more of a burn, as well as more arousal.

“Harry!” she gasped.

****

Harry stroked his wife’s beautiful bottom, letting his hand caress the backs of her thighs and travel back up again. “Yes, kitten?”

She didn’t answer, but he could tell she was growing more and more aroused, perhaps as the sensation of the ginger was beginning to increase. He knew from the stable hands that it took a half an hour to take effect for a horse. He had no idea if it was the same for humans, but the idea of keeping her draped over his lap for thirty minutes certainly had its appeal.

He allowed his fingers to dip between her thighs, not surprised to find her folds swollen and slick. She moaned and pushed back eagerly. He chuckled and gave her another light slap there, knowing by the way she’d groaned his name she was already looking for release. But he planned to make her wait. Which didn’t mean he couldn’t tease her a bit. He slid his fingers between her legs again, circling the sensitive bud and spreading her juices around. She writhed against his cock, which strained with excitement. Sliding two fingers deeper within her, he pushed in and out a few times before withdrawing completely, eliciting a grunt of protest. His handprints had already faded from her bottom, so he set to work leaving new ones, at the same time moving the ginger in and out of her back hole with his other hand.

She grew more and more agitated, not even protesting when he slapped the backs of her thighs, which she hated. She clawed at the covers, rubbing her face in it like a cat with catnip. He had to purposely calm his breath, so great was his desire to forget the rest of her punishment and simply skip ahead to his reward. With a great effort, he stopped spanking and thrusting the ginger and ordered her to stand.

It took her a long time to obey, and he guessed her mind had been far away by the way her body trembled. A sheen of sweat had gathered on her low back as the ginger heated her insides.
She tottered to her feet with his assistance, her face flushed, her eyes glassy and wild.
“I am ready for you to show me the dresses now.”

She stared at him as if the words traveled a very long distance to reach her brain, but then curtsied, mumbling “Yes, my lord” with slack lips before she began to shift from foot to foot in discomfort. She walked stiffly to pick up one of the gowns, a lovely dark green satin, which she pulled over her head, returning to him for help with the buttons. She fidgeted more and more as he fastened her, her breath coming in hisses and gasps. When the gown was fastened, he gave her bottom a slap, knowing full well it would further embed the ginger. She gave a cry and jumped, just as a spirited horse might. He grinned. “Go on and prance for me, kitten.”

“Prance?” she asked doubtfully, perspiration glistening on her lovely decolletage. He gave another slap and she seemed to know exactly what he meant by prance, stepping quickly away from him, then sashaying about the room as if she were, indeed, a show pony.

“Lovely, lovely dear. I do like this dress. Show me another?”
She gave a little whimper but obediently stepped to him, turning around so he could unbutton her. He helped her into the second dress and then the third, watching as she took several turns about the room, looking almost drunk with agitation. When she came to him to remove the third dress, she fell forward into his arms. “Oh Harry,” she moaned, the wanton note in her voice driving him mad with desire. “I need you, Harry,” she begged.

Unfortunately for the new dress, he lost his mind, popping every button as he tore it open in the back. It fell to her feet in a fluffy pool, trampled under both their feet as he spun her around and folded her over the bed.

“Please, Harry,” she pleaded, reaching between her legs and rubbing her fingers frantically over her dripping sex as he pulled his cock free of his trousers. “It’s so warm,” she moaned. “I need you so badly.”

He thrust into her without another second’s hesitation, groaning to finally be inside her hot, swollen sheath.

“Yes, Harry!” Kitty gasped, keeping her fingers between her legs and using them to frantically rub her nub of pleasure, then to scissor around his cock, providing a new tighter sensation as he moved in and out of her.

With her level of excitement, he was not going to last long. He slammed into her, his flesh slapping the exposed end of the ginger, pressing it in her back hole as he pressed in her luscious sex.

“Harry…Harry…Harry…YES!” she crooned, bucking underneath him as her legs gave way and she climaxed. He could not wait any longer, the milking of her muscles sending him over the edge, causing him to spend inside her with his own cry of ecstasy.

When at last their shudders had stopped, he withdrew from Kitty and turned her around. She flopped backward on the bed like a rag doll, her arms splayed out at angles, her thick glossy hair fanning out from her head. Her eyes were half-closed with satisfaction.

He flopped beside her, burying his face in her silky hair. “Sweet little kitten,” he murmured. “You make for a spectacular pony show.”

(c) Renee Rose and Stormy Night Publications


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They are a fav with me, but seemed to have dropped out of sight. Anyone seen them around lately? Thanks
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