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Fancy That

Liz wanted to be spanked by Beth, and got her wish

Nineteen-year-old Beth opened the door to see a flustered looking Liz, their neighbour of two doors away, and saw she was wearing a pretty summery sleeveless floral dress with a hem halfway down her thigh. She was in her forties, Beth knew and was unmarri...

Holiday Away From The Care Home – Spanked Again

Dale Sandra and Mabel get drunk and are spanked by three teenage girls.

Dale and Sandra weren’t even aware that they had upset Ella and the others so much. It had been a nice sunny afternoon and all the college girls were sitting in a corner of the swimming pool patio listening to Miss Mason explain about the project they wer...

Holiday Away From The Care Home - Part 2 - Dale’s Turn

Dale has to suffer her spanking across Ella’s lap

Ella put the spatula down and once again squeezed Sandra’s ear lobe, ordering, “Okay, you naughty granny, now get up and stand with your hands on your head and watch me spank your accomplice.” Ella kept squeezing Sandra‘s ear as she guided her back onto h...

Holiday Away From The Care Home - Part 1

Dale and Sandra go to a hotel for a break and get caught lying.

Dale and Sandra, both sixty-eight-years-old, were enjoying a few days out from the care home. They booked into a hotel by the seaside and were spending the first day by the pool. They were both enjoying watching several teenage girls who were dressed in s...

The Discipline Centre in 2040 – Martha Returns

Martha returns to join a discussion group for offenders but falls foul of the rules again

Martha arrived once again at the discipline centre. Having suffered her punishment, she then attended the following week for a feedback meeting and to agree on future behaviour. She was told to attend a weekly session after that, in a group of other offen...

Nutty Night In

What exactly does one do with an industrial size tub of Nutella?

Polly the Preggo was sitting on the couch, spread-eagled and kicking her legs, whilst her wellies flapped comfortably onto her skin. There was something delicious about that feeling, the waft of air as it rushed past her knees with every kick. She could s...

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