We are drawn to repetition. We can watch the tide rolling for hours into shore. The clouds skittering across the sky. We can listen to the pulsing beat of bongo drums and are drawn magnetically...

Spanking a child is about the parent not the child. The child will learn more from positive correction than physical manipulation.

Arch your back, Alisa – show me that gorgeous ass. Show me what belongs to me.”Your voice is enthralling; an intoxicating sound of pleasure andauthority. I obey willingly, closing my eyes as I do so....

I’ve got a mind to turn you over my knee and spank the spoiled hell out of you

Lock the door and get over my knee. Now.

I also saw that theologically speaking the whole idea of a smacking is not congruent with the teaching revealed in the gospel of Jesus Christ. God sent His Son into the world to save the...

Are you going to spank me, daddy? I’m a very bad girl! (bending over naked)”Oh yeah daddy – spank my ass harder!!!

I want to spank you, but also want to know you want it. I need to hear it sweetheart, tell me you deserve it…

Look at me whilst you beg me, little one…

It’s just not as hot without biting, scratching, and spanking, involved.

Is there anything else I can do to help you enjoy your stay?” he probes, raising one dark eyebrow ever so slightly…

Well, it’s just that… that’s going to hurt a bit, my dear. Go on, bend over. I’ll demonstrate.

I’m rewarded, uh, I mean punished, with a slap to my backside.

As though you read my mind, you steady my headbetween your hands and eye me intensely. Then yourmouth is on mine, hungry and aggressive. Your teethskim my lips, claiming me and I feel your tongue...

Yes, sir,” I whimper, physically fighting the urge to push myself backonto your finger. I want you inside me so much. I would beg if I thoughtyou’d take pity on me, but I know you....

We’re wasting time here. I’ve got a sweet ass to paddle. Some legs to spread…

You land a second strike, this time just on my left cheek. It feels hard already and stings like hell. I imagine the red mark it has left on my behind as I thank you....

I wouldn’t do this if i didn’t care, but you mean everything to me, and if this is what you need, then this is what you’ll get. But we’re damned well going to work on...

I am going to put you over my knee and spank you for being such a bad wife tonight. It will hurt, but you’re going to enjoy it a lot more than you’ll admit…

With each impact you tell me that my body belongs to you; that I amyours to use, yours to punish and yours to screw. Your words are almost aspowerful as your hand. They leave me...

A man shouldn’t assume his wife was happy just because she didn’t complain all the time. She had complained this morning. He’d spanked her for it. That didn’t sit right somehow.

There was no semblance of remorse on his stone-like face. He wanted me. That’s all there was to it. And he would have me, regardless if I wanted him to or not.

Respect me how Jenna? By choosing not to spend anytime with me? By not even bothering to let me knowwhere you are? By rolling in when you feel like it? Wellthen… I think we need...

You will let me hold you, and offer me some comfort in return.

Turn around.”Only two words, but they deliver such a sensual threat.I do as you ask without question. You are right behind me, breathing hard into the small of my neck, where I like to be...

All I can feel is your cock inside me, as it slides slowly in and then outof me. You are powerful and imposing as you begin to pick up the pace.You have become the centre...

Okay?” Even if she deserved to be punished, he always let her know he cared about her.

Yes it is.””Am I allowed to call you names?”It was very very hard not to laugh. Impertinent little brat.

Here’s to a tasty lunch,” she says, winking at me.It’s the strangest thing, but I actually feel my body respond to her. Beneath their lace prison, my nipples harden and send a jolt of arousal...

My father liked me, when I wasna being an idiot. And he loved me, too — enough to beat the daylights out of me when I was being an idiot. Jamie Fraser

Yes, strip. Take off all of your clothes. I want to see you naked. Now please.”I feel dazed, yet I let my jacket fall to the floor, and start work on my shirt buttons. Your...

You continue to stare at me for a few seconds, assessing my face, beforeyou lean even closer to me. Your lips graze against mine briefly… Justenough to reassure that you’re not truly upset with me,...

He seemed to think that spanking solved problems instead of taking the time to talk about them.

What does a woman feel when she is hit? My mother slapped me when I was a child – on two occasions, to the point of pure hysteria; I never liked it. Those who are...

I am going to find a way to motivate you.

Much though we like these panties,” he says, tugging at the small material covering my pulsating sex, “they’re only going to be in the way…

Put your hands up against the wall as well,” you snarl and your voice isso close now – I can feel your hot breath against my neck. The proximitymakes me feel even hornier.I comply immediately,...

She had a problem, which meant they had a problem.

Punish me please, mistress,” I say in a very small voice.

And you’re never too immortal for a spanking,” he shot back…

He spanks me again, and again, and again. I lose count after ten strikes, too consumed with the aching sensation spreading across the lower half of my torso. Eventually, I hear myself gasp and moan...

Come over here and taste me,” he says, his voice little but a seductive whisper.

I no longer fear the pain…I fear no release from this torture…knowing that I’ve hurt him and he can’t forgive me…that he won’t be able to make me his good girl again.

Of course it hurts, it’s a spanking. How else would it work?

The strikes continue ruthlessly. I brace for each blow, numbering it as the heat subsides, and enjoying her tender exploration of my swollen lips in between. The rhythm pulls me through the assault and, all...

Then she is on me. Her soft, hot body collapses onto my own ravenous frame. She pushes my legs open with her knees and pulls my arms above my head with her hands, holding me...

She remained in this attitude, clearly inviting him to touch her. Taking a position of advantage, he rested his right hand on her buttock. He considered a moment then raised his arm and brought his...

Perhaps you’d be surprised at the lengths I’m prepared to go to in order to keep you happy, madam,” he replies, winking at me.

When I look in the mirror… I know that I belong to him…that I will never be the same again. I’ve let him punish me…

I didn’t mean it as a compliment!