Elizabeth offered her best false smile, long perfected in society ballrooms when entertaining gentlemen that she had no care for. In the chest she found what she was looking for — two canes that she had spotted some time beforehand while rummaging though the books for reading material. Dupres had finally decided to bring the errant youth's public chastisement to an end which for Charles had seemed like an eternity , she quickly re-dressed him and forcibly led him by the hand to the counter. But both are putting her heart in danger. I couldn't find one place where the rip-offs were ne The author ruined what might have been an enjoyable read for me by all the Jane Eyre rip-offs. Dupres then put him sitting on her lap like a little one, and while caressing his warmed bottom and endowing him with her hugs and kisses, she gently reassured him of her enduring love despite her need to have to discipline him severely.
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It's not easy when your parents are friends with the principal. Alix, thank you for those two strokes of the cane Proper Instruction 10 4, A girl teaches her guardian how to discipline her. The Khan's Spanking Forum. Daddy held his daughter tight for a few minutes and said, "You have to stay in your room until tomorrow, sweets. You might use a thesaurus to create a list of possible words before playing the game. The door opened, and Tammy's heart turned to stone when she saw her Daddy's face.
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One of the best spanking and caning stories ever written - very arousing. When Lady Celia was bent over the old desk with her hands on the wooden seat, Alix put the cane down and lifted her dress to reveal the usual silk stockings and suspender but no knickers. Jack had found it necessary to remove his jacket and roll up his shirt sleeves as he warmed to his task. He shuffled his feet, his fingers at the hems of his shorts.
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Description: Suzie let out a little whimper of fear as our mother strode to her bedside plainly visible through the open doorway from where I was lying and whisked off the covers. Go to Full Site. But I was just too full of my self centered sulkiness and instead I just ignored her as much as I dared. By the time my dozen of the best was over I was a crying, limp doll laying submissively over the edge of the sofa blubbering out promises never to be naughty again. This is the first spanking story the Flogmaster ever wrote, way back as a teenager in high school.