On the Coffee Table– Arriving home from work, Charlotta discovers she is not alone in the house. Somebody is waiting for her and the spot light is on the coffee table. What does he want her to do? (Erotic dancing)

Firstly, this is not so much a story, as an ongoing account of real spankings of girls coming to my school. The school is called Saint Helena High School for Wayward Girls. It is real, but also used in my stories. You see, I run a spanking service, I have done for many years, where real life naughty girls come to see me for correction. This is where they come, and others too. It is probably easiest just to read it! what you see in here is all the story being built up, through various shoots and experiments, it is a HUGE story. It is worth looking at here, but what I am doing now is transferring it, fully edited by my editor…Robyn Jones. (No relation). You will find the finished story, at story No-74so here they are, just as I like them. OVER ONE HUNDRED OF THEM, some stories are elsewhere, like in vintage, using vintage photos, etc.

Here is a story, photos in b+w for a change! about a naughty girl who terrorises her local village… The skirts handed to those who were punished for exam failure were shorter. They were as short as the shortest minis. I blushed crimson as I understood that everyone at the market will see my decorated thighs. The first two strokes on top of my derriere obviously didn't cut the skin, but they felt as if they had ! She methodically worked down my bottom. I could distinctly feel each of the first strokes, but soon my whole derriere was on fire.Homemade sandy-haired Milf Gets Her arse disciplined 1 year ago 15:18 HDSex spanking, cute, panties, glasses No strapping at school goes by without at least a double-length spanking at home, right on the bare bottom. Feeling the thong go further into my a** as it was stretched by me bending over the bed. My face pressed into the mattress without my hands to support me and hold me up. The strap wallops into her bottom twelve times. Each one producing and adding to the burning sensation in her bottom.

You know better than that, love,' James reminded her. 'You've just earned yourself another two strokes.'Mia did not register that the strikes were harder until the first jolt of pain moved through her body, sliding along her nerves, up her spine, and to her mind, shooting through the sensual haze that filled her. So in the Headmaster’s office she adopts an unfamiliar, if perhaps heard of, stance. Forearms on the desk, bending from the waist, bottom out, feet wide apart. YOU WILL FIND THE FINISHED VOLUMES OF THIS STORY DOWN AT NUMBER 74…I am leaving this on because I did not use all the photos, so it is worth a look. Honey and the Master – as Honey bitten off more than she can chew when she meets her new Master. (BDSM) No – 76 …YOU! I am running writing competitions from time to time, the best entries will appear here… The stories will be based around some of my photos. The first competition was based on just one, shown below…

But sooner than I liked it was over and I started to come down from my pain and pleasure high when he started to kiss my shoulders. Down my arms. Making me shiver with want. He pulled again on the collar making me rise from the bed."

No – 78 …started off being a photo set, and turned into a story about a sixth form girl on work experience.