Miss Themis

fuckyeahspanking:


jerrybear:

Punishment Form by FapFapFap at Anime OTK.

I’m going to print this out and bring it the next time we’re together, punkin. Don’t let Daddy forget.

fuckyeahspanking:

jerrybear:

Punishment Form by FapFapFap at Anime OTK.

I’m going to print this out and bring it the next time we’re together, punkin. Don’t let Daddy forget.

(via otkspnk)

eroticawriting:

miss—mouse:

Panty stealing! Being smug! I love this.

(Source: thinkp1nk, via onlinediscipline)

ive-been-a-bad-girl:

hsspanking:

Friday nights at the local girls detention centre are when the girls with three or more marks against their names for the week receive their punishment.

Can I go here?? :o

(Source: disciplineinthehomeandschool)

Kidnapped & Disciplined by Arabella Kingsley

Excerpt: 

Lord Ramsay suddenly stopped.
“Yes, this will do well.”

I found myself lowered to the ground but still held firmly by the arm. I gave a startled gasp at the speed with which he sat down upon a tree stump and pulled my arm to force me bent over his knee. The man wasted no time in lifting my thin muslin dress up around my waist. His movements were gentle but methodical. He carefully pulled my drawers down to my knees to expose my bottom to the chilly early December air. I had not been spanked since I was a child and did not wish to experience it again. I was no longer an errant child, but Lord Ramsay appeared to think otherwise. I renewed my struggles with vigour when I felt his large male palm softly settle on one of my naked buttocks. His response was swift. He pushed his other palm into my back with enough strength to hold me still and keep me down whilst his leg trapped my own. I was held fast. His hand caressed my bottom tenderly.
“Such a beautiful, fleshy, and well-shaped bottom.” His voice was a low, soft, velvet caress, easing my fear and lulling me into a false sense of security. “I have not seen one like it on a woman for a while. I am looking forward to watching it quiver and jump when I strike it. A healthy blush of pink from a good hard spanking will enhance its beauty.”

I was about to open my mouth and protest, but out of the corner of my eye I saw him raise his hand high. Tensing with anticipation, I shut my eyes tight, awaiting the sting of his hand across my bare, vulnerable buttocks. He was not to disappoint me. I shrieked with the shock of such burning pain. I did indeed feel my bottom jump and quiver with each strike of his firm, disciplining hand. 

Source 

Looking forward to reading this I think.

spankmandy:

Where is this from? I see the slide is number 5. Are there others?  Great stuff.

spankmandy:

Where is this from? I see the slide is number 5. Are there others?

Great stuff.

(Source: shortshorts-spankable)

indetention:

Katrina felt desperately sorry for Lisa, to say nothing of responsible.  After all, if she hadn’t passed the note then Lisa wouldn’t have snorted with laughter as she read it.  She wouldn’t have attracted the attention of Mr Bradshaw and she wouldn’t have giggled as he reminded her of the importance of silence in detention.  Thankfully Lisa hadn’t given her away, and Mr Bradshaw had somehow managed not to find the note.  So it was Lisa who had to pull her knickers down for a dose of the slipper.  Katrina had flinched inwardly as every stroke had landed.  But she hadn’t dared to glance at her friend; not even for a split second.  She could almost hear what Mr Bradshaw would have said: “If you’re so interested in what’s going on over here, girl, then come here and bend over next to her.  We’ll see how interested you are then!”  So, for now, she’d have to ignore the other girl’s sobs.  She’d have to try to make it up to her later.

indetention:

Katrina felt desperately sorry for Lisa, to say nothing of responsible.  After all, if she hadn’t passed the note then Lisa wouldn’t have snorted with laughter as she read it.  She wouldn’t have attracted the attention of Mr Bradshaw and she wouldn’t have giggled as he reminded her of the importance of silence in detention.  Thankfully Lisa hadn’t given her away, and Mr Bradshaw had somehow managed not to find the note.  So it was Lisa who had to pull her knickers down for a dose of the slipper.  Katrina had flinched inwardly as every stroke had landed.  But she hadn’t dared to glance at her friend; not even for a split second.  She could almost hear what Mr Bradshaw would have said: “If you’re so interested in what’s going on over here, girl, then come here and bend over next to her.  We’ll see how interested you are then!”  So, for now, she’d have to ignore the other girl’s sobs.  She’d have to try to make it up to her later.

(Source: michaelrmasterson, via bimenyjob)