Gentlemen Prefer Brats

Studio: Shadow Lane

Starring: Artemis Antone and Arthur Meeks as Victor

Approximate Running Time: 1 hour and 20 minutes

Artemis and Victor are on an all expenses paid business trip. The purpose of the trip is to drum up more business for their bosses.

However, Artemis has other ideas. Instead of mixing with the other guests in the hotel, she decides to order a bottle of champagne, by phoning Room Service. She is just about to pour herself a generous glass of the fizzy elixir when Victor returns to their room to see what was keeping her.

He’s incensed to find her settling in for a cosy night with her bottle of champagne.

Being a super brat, she gives him a load of lip. Eventually, exasperated with her, he puts her over his knee with the intention of spanking the brattiness out of her.

He’s in no hurry and the spanking session turns into a sensual spanking session.

While in the process of giving her a very sore red bottom, he uses various implements and a vibrator.

After he has brought her to a shuddering climax, he sits her on his knee for a cuddle.

Office Spanking

Studio: Scorched

Approximate Running Time: 30.00 minutes

She knocked on her boss’s door – then handed him a file. Unfortunately, he didn’t appear to be too pleased with his pretty young assistant.

‘I asked for this two hours ago,’ he told her. ‘Where have you been all this time?’

She didn’t answer him.

So he ordered her to stand facing the wall with her hands on her head and not to move.

Leaving her standing there, he left the room. When he returned he was carrying a riding crop.

Ordering her to stay in position he started playfully stroking her bottom with the crop. Getting no reaction from her, the crop started landing across her bottom, causing her to cry out each time. Still keeping a slow steady pace, he hit her harder. Apart from her squeals of pain, she just accepted all he doled out to her.

She was told to lean over the desk, so that her lovely slim bottom was more easily accessible.

Flipping up her skirt he carried on spanking her on top of her pristine white knickers.

It wasn’t long before he pulled her knickers down to her knees and changed from the riding crop to a cane.

He then ordered her to remove all her clothes, which she did without question.

For the rest of the punishment, he had her change position several times and also he used several other implements.

Her poor bottom was getting redder and redder. At one stage he discovered that her pussy was getting very wet.

Therefore, could she possibly have been enjoying being spanked?

One Bride for Seven Brothers and an Android – PART SIX

The story so far ……

Milly had been taken from her bed and subjected to the examination of her body by Andy the Android. And she loved every minute of it.

Now read on ……

Taking her feet out of the stirrups, he lifted her off the examination couch and sitting down on the edge of it – he put her over his knee.

His large metal hand began to spank her, at first gently then a little harder, increasing the severity at regular intervals. When he stopped spanking her, she was momentarily disappointed, but then his large metal hand began gently caressing her sore red cheeks.

All the fingers of his right hand became vibrators. They were all over her bottom – along the divide between her cheeks – while one slipped inside her pussy and another into her anus.

She was bucking over his knee, while crying out loudly – Andy had frozen – she couldn’t think why.

‘I wondered where you had got to,’ it was Adam. ‘I followed the noise.’

He came into the Medical Centre and sat down. ‘It’s all right Andy, you carry on. It looks like I could learn a lot from you.’

‘We learn from each other Adam, I have been observing you and how you deal with Milly.’

Milly giggled, ‘Wow! I feel like a movie star.’

‘Well as Milly obviously doesn’t mind, what can I say, except – carry on as long as she’s happy?’

Suddenly, the medical centre was crowded, Benjamin, Cain, Daniel, Elijah, Frank and Gideon jostled each other as they swarmed into the room.

Everybody was talking at the same time – clamouring for Milly’s attention. Giving a contented sigh she said – ‘Okay boys, you can all have your turn – in alphabetical order – Adam baby, put me over your knee please.’

As she lay over his knee, his big hand bringing back a flush to her cheeks, she knew that her future with her seven husbands and an android was looking very rosy indeed.

The End

MERRILEE MEETS SANTA AND TROUBLE – PART SIX

The story so far ……

Merrilee as Father Christmas’s Secretary, did everything she could to make sure all went smoothly so that children all over the world would receive the toys they had asked for.

When Father Christmas had left to make his deliveries, Merrilee and Pete were alone for the first time in two weeks. So Pete gave her the spanking she craved for.

Now read on ……

It was getting light; Merrilee and Pete were awakened by the sound of sleigh bells. Then there was a loud crash as the front door was roughly pushed open.

‘Merrilee, where are you?’ boomed Father Christmas.

She hastily threw on some clothes. ‘What is it Father Christmas?’ she asked, rushing out of the bedroom.

‘What is it, what is it?’ Father Christmas’s face matched his suit. ‘There are millions of children, all over the world, breaking their hearts crying this morning, because they haven’t received any presents.’

‘Shame,’ she said. ‘But, what’s it got to do with me?’

‘One of my elves found thousands of sacks of unopened letters down in the cellar. No wonder you got through the piles so quickly.’

‘No, no, I didn’t throw any letters away,’ she protested. ‘Honestly.’

”Well, they didn’t get down in the cellar on their own, did they?’

Giving her no chance to protest her innocence – he had caught hold of her left arm and dragging her over to the couch, he sat down on it, hauling her over his knee. Flipping up her pleated mini skirt, he pulled her flimsy knickers down to her ankles. Her smooth creamy white bottom was quickly turned into a blazing hot area.

As his hand came down on her upturned bottom, Father Christmas was shouting at her.

‘How dared you be so selfish and lazy – you obviously gave no thought to the girls and boys all over the world who have not received any presents.’

‘Please Father Christmas, stop, I swear I didn’t throw away any sacks of letters.’

‘Well somebody did and there was only you and me and I certainly didn’t.’

Pete had heard the commotion and he too came out of the bedroom to find the cause of it.

Seeing his wife lying over Father Christmas’s knee, he demanded to know from Father Christmas why he was spanking her.

Still carrying on with the spanking, Father Christmas explained to Pete what had happened.

‘Merrilee I’m so disappointed in you,’ Pete was taking Father Christmas’s word for it that his wife was guilty as charged.

‘If you’re tired Father Christmas, I’ll take over for a while.’ Pete volunteered.

‘Thanks Pete, I’ll be glad of the help.’

So Merrilee found herself being passed from Father Christmas’s knee to Pete’s.

Then the lounge door was flung open and a very excited elf came into the room.

‘Father Christmas, Father Christmas,’ he had problems getting the words out,

‘What is it Cedric?’ Father Christmas asked him impatiently.

‘We have found a letter addressed to you.’ He handed the letter to Father Christmas, who tore it open.

Now it was his turn to have difficulty getting out the words.

‘Who is the letter from?’

To be continued in Part Seven

MERRILEE MEETS SANTA AND TROUBLE – PART THREE

The story so far ……

Merrilee has arrived in the North Pole. She is going to be interviewed by Father Christmas as he is in need of a secretary.

She gets into trouble almost immediately – by being late for her meal. Father Christmas is not too pleased with her and tells her being late for meals is a spankable offence, therefore after the meal she is going to be spanked.

She tries to laugh it off. Will he really spank her?

Now read on ……

‘I’ve had a message from your husband Pete. He has told me in no uncertain terms that you need a good spanking to keep you in line.’

‘You had a message from Pete,’ she echoed. ‘How – when?’
‘Thought transference my dear. But, come on let’s eat first. I’ll sort you out later.’

‘Did I die and come to heaven?’ she wondered. Pete, bless him, knew she’d be missing her spankings.

She enjoyed the meal, but she couldn’t wait for it to end. She so wanted, needed a spanking. ‘Oh Pete wish you were here,’ she thought.

‘Right my dear,’ her thoughts were interrupted. ‘You will go to your room now. Then in fifteen minutes your spanking will begin.’

She was sitting on the bed, wondering what was going to happen. Exactly fifteen minutes later, the door opened and in walked … Pete.

‘Pete, oh darling, what are you doing here?’ She moved towards him, raising her arms with the intention of putting them round his neck.

‘No, Merrilee, you have been a naughty and disrespectful girl,’ he took her arms away from his neck. ‘You know, full well, how being late for meals is very bad manners. So, I’ve been invited to give you a spanking.
He sat down on the bed next to her. ‘Okay young lady, it’s time to visit Lapland.’ He pulled her kicking and struggling over his knee.

His large hand landed on her right bottom cheek, then on her left one. Another half dozen stinging slaps and she was wriggling about over his knee. ‘You’re hurting me,’ she squealed.

‘Good,’ he grunted in satisfaction. ‘Spankings are meant to hurt.’

‘Lousy rotten swine,’

‘Hmmm I’m obviously not getting through am I?’ he pulled her knickers down to mid thigh and started spanking her again.

The heat in her bottom was increasing with every slap that landed on it.

Squirming over his knee – she could feel his cock sticking into her side. Meanwhile, his punishing hand was not spanking her so hard. It started to come down slower and slower, until it finally stopped.

Lying there draped over his knee, she was longing for some relief ‘That’s strange,’ she thought as it didn’t come, ‘He knows how I need relief after a spanking.’

‘Ok my dear, that was quite a spanking that Pete just gave you.’ She then realised that it was no longer Pete’s knee she was lying over, but Father Christmas’s. He helped her to her feet. ‘I’m sure you must be tired after your long journey. Go to bed now, I’ll see you in the morning for breakfast at 9 o’clock, don’t be late.’

She sat on the bed for a while, wondering if she had dreamed that Pete had been here and spanked her. ‘Ouch,’ she cried out as she moved and felt the heat from her stinging bottom.

Her hand moved towards her pulsing pussy.

‘Oh no you don’t my dear,’ Father Christmas was stood in front of her. ‘That was meant to be a punishment spanking. You’re not supposed to enjoy it.’

‘But Pete never gives me punishment spankings,’ she wailed.

‘Well, he told me you needed to learn some manners my dear and pleasuring yourself is not teaching you anything is it?’

‘Piss off,’

‘Tut tut, such language,’ One minute she was sat on the bed, her skirt up and her middle finger stroking her clit. Next thing she knew, she was lying over Father Christmas’s knee. This time it was definitely Father Christmas and not Pete who was spanking her.

Her gave her a hard spanking that stung like hell, bringing tears to her eyes.

After covering every square inch of her bottom, he said, ‘Come on, on your feet, and into bed with you, and don’t touch yourself.’ He helped her to her feet. ‘Remember I can see and hear everything.’

Sniffling she got into bed and slept all night lying on her tummy.

Next morning she was ready for breakfast at 8.50.

‘You know, you’re going to have to learn to be precise my dear,’ Father Christmas said. ‘Being early is almost as bad as being late. After breakfast, you will be spanked again.’

Merrilee ate her breakfast in silence. She was excited. Oh! She knew it was going to hurt, but her bottom was beginning to twitch and she could feel her pussy starting to flood with her juices.

As promised, after breakfast Father Christmas sent her to her room again.

He then followed her, sitting down on her bed he beckoned to her, ‘Come on my dear, get over my knee.’

‘Shan’t,’ she said backing away from him.

‘I’ll give you three to get here, or else.’

‘Or else what?’ she asked cheekily.

‘I’ll use my belt, you cheeky little madam.’

Merrilee smiled.

‘This is no laughing matter my dear,’

She pouted her bottom lip and stayed with her back against the wall. ‘Oh yes,’ she thought. ‘I want the belt, I love the belt.’

Losing patience with her, Father Christmas slowly pulled his belt out of its loops, wrapping it around his right hand. He then walked slowly towards her. Taking a firm hold of her left arm, he dragged her over to the bed where he sat down, hauling her over his knee.

‘We’ll have these down right away,’ he pulled her knickers down to her ankles.

He didn’t bother with the usual warm up hand spanking, but started right in with the belt. As her bottom had cooled down after last night’s spanking, she did find the belt very painful. But despite her wriggling about over his knee, he kept on bringing the broad leather belt down, time and again on her very sore red, hot bottom.

Her squeals had turned to sobs. When he did finally stop bringing the belt down on her quivering bottom cheeks, she lay there over his knee, limp and bawling her head off.

‘Right my dear, do you understand that I won’t put up with any more nonsense from you.’

‘Yes,’ she said quietly.

‘I can’t hear you Merrilee.’

‘Clean your ears out then,’ she said under her breath.

‘Oh dear, seems you’ve forgotten that I can read minds. Perhaps another twenty strokes of the belt will remind you.’

‘No, please no more,’ she pleaded.

He ignored her cries of pain and taking a firm hold of her, he administered the promised twenty strokes of the belt.

As the final stroke landed, ‘Now my dear,’ he said, ‘are you going to have a change of attitude?’

‘Yes,’ she said loud and clear.

‘Right, get yourself tidied up Merrilee,’ he said helping her to her feet. ‘I’m going to be interviewing you in thirty minutes sharp. Come to my study, it’s the room on the left of the dining room.’

Then he was gone. She didn’t see him leave the room. One minute he was there, next minute …

She so needed relief. Looking round guiltily, she let her own finger enter her still sopping wet pussy, finding her throbbing clit she began to stroke it, getting closer and closer to an orgasm. Any moment she expected Father Christmas to come in and catch her at it. The thought of this excited her and she half hoped he would. Then she came, gasping and moaning.

‘Come on Merrilee,’ she told herself. ‘You don’t want to be late for your interview, do you?’ A mischievous smile turned up the corners of her mouth – and her eyes crinkled just at the thought of it.

To be continued in Part Four ……

Flight into Trouble – Part Forty

The story so far ……

Margie was lying over the magistrates knee, her cheeks clenching and unclenching in anticipation of the stinging spanking she was about to receive.

But when the magistrate spoke to her, she got the shock of her life.

What was said to her?

Now read on ……

‘Young lady, you are just a naughty girl, not a wicked girl like your friend here,’ the magistrate slapped her bottom to emphasise each word. ‘Your problem is that you are easily led.’

Margie wriggled about in pain and embarrassment.

‘Therefore, I am going to give you twelve hard spanks and that will be it,’ the magistrate explained.

Although poor Margie only had twelve spanks to endure, by the time she had received the first four she was in tears, her bottom ached and smarted so much so, she felt sure the cheeks were swollen.

The twelth spank landed on the spot just below her thighs.

‘Yeeoowww,’ she screamed.

She was helped to her feet and allowed to rub at her very sore red bottom.

Two of the prison officers led her back to where Tazeline was waiting.

The magistrate stood up and spoke to both the girls.

‘You have both been duly punished for your behaviour while here in Berlin. You are a disgrace to your country.’ she was busy writing in a big ledger.

‘You will be taken to the airport and put on a plane back to the UK, Germany does not need naughty girls like you two.’

Both Tazeline and Margie felt relief. Soon they would be home. Their bottoms would heal and they knew the memory of the past few days would fade in time.

‘A word of warning,’ the magistrate went on. ‘Don’t ever come back to Berlin or you will be arrested immediately and receive a prison sentence and corporal punishment. Do you both understand?’

‘Yes,’ the both girls whispered.

‘Speak up, the crowd want to hear your promise.’

‘Yes, we understand,’ Margie spoke up.

‘And do you understand Fraulein? she looked sternly at Tazeline.

‘Yes ma’am,’ Tazeline answered, saluting and doing a goose step.

‘How dare you be so facetious,’ the magistrate was red in the face. ‘Get her out of my sight or I might start her punishment all over again.’

The two girls were taken back to their cells, to prepare for their journey home.

On the plane, the stewardess came to see if they wanted some refreshments. Tazeline ordered a coke, then when it arrived, she argued that she had asked for a lemonade.

The stewardess bent down and whispered in her ear.

‘If you were my daughter, I’d put you over my knee and give you a darned good spanking.’

Tazeline laughed out loud.

‘Yeah! Well I’m not am I?’

As the plane landed, two passengers were not allowed to leave the plane. Tazeline and Margie exchanged glances.

‘You’re being taken back to Berlin, for a further punishment,’ Sally the stewardess told them.

Will they ever learn to keep their big mouths shut?

The end ……

Carol’s Second Spanking

Studio: Real Spanking Video

Starring: Carol and Ted

Approximate Running Time: 32.23 minutes

Carol had received a very severe spanking the night before; however, the next morning she was due to go home, but instead she asked Ted to give her another hard spanking.

He kept asking her if she was sure that was what she wanted and she insisted that it was.

So she drapes herself over his knee and the spanking begins.

At first he gives her a warm up hand spanking that she takes without a murmur. By the time he pulls her knickers down to her knees, revealing a very red and sore looking bottom, she is wriggling about and begging him to stop.

He points out that the spanking, especially only hours after the previous one, was her idea.

So he carries on spanking her, turning her already red bottom into an even redder one each time his hand makes contact with her sore bottom.

As the spanking continues, the tears fall fast and she is screaming and pleading with him.

In order to test her, he orders her to thank him after each spank and ask him to spank her again. There is a battle of wills before she gives in and asks for and receives ten more spanks.

Eventually, her ordeal is over and he gently rubs a soothing cream all over her sore hot bottom.

He hugs her and she promises to be a good girl in future.

Spanking Videos – Be Careful

Studio: Girls Boarding School

Starring: Elin and Headmaster Tom

Approximate Running Time: 15.28 minutes

Elin isn’t in trouble yet.

She’s sat on the couch typing on her laptop – when Headmaster Tom comes in.

She’s acting as the school’s typist.

He gives her a document that needs typing within an hour and tells her it’s the original – so she must take great care of it and whatever she does she must not knock over the glass of coke she is drinking from.

She gets busy on it right away.

Then oops! It happens. The liquid spreads in all directions. Poor Elin is frantic. What can she do?

She phones Headmaster Tom and breaks the bad news to him.

Within minutes, he has joined her, surveying the damage.

He tells her he’s not annoyed by what has happened – he’s furious. The ruined contract was worth thousands of dollars.

His solution is to phone the person who provided the contract and humble himself – begging for another one to be prepared. Luckily, the benefactor agrees, as long as Elin is severely punished for it and he hastily assures him that that is about to happen.

He reddens her bare bottom with his hand spanking, then, orders her to clean the spillage from the table.

Putting one of the cushions from the couch onto the table, and he orders her to remove all her clothes and lie over the cushion.

His doubled leather belt makes contact with her already sore bottom, causing the redness to change to an even deeper red and bruising soon follows.

Eventually, all bad things come to an end. And he leaves her to dress again.

She rubs gently at her throbbing bottom, trying to rub away the hurt.

Merrilee, Pete and the Mature Couple – Part 7

The Story So Far:

Merrilee and Pete were on their way to Gorselee Farm, but the Postcode Merrilee told Pete to put in the Sat Nav was obviously not correct, as the voice told them they had reached their destination – in the middle of a dirt track.

Now read on ……
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Merrilee, Pete and the Mature Couple – Part Four

The Story So Far ……

After spanking and caning Merrilee – Pete ended her punishment by using the belt. The belt always aroused her and Pete rammed his stiff cock into her from behind.

They were in the kissing and cuddling stage, when Pete asked her what had got her so excited earlier.

What was it that got her so excited?

Now Read On ……

‘Oh yes,’ she scrambled off his knee and moved towards the computer. Clicking on the mouse, the screen saver disappeared – and there was the Spanking Swingers website.

‘See darling, remember how we have talked about going to Gorselee Farm, now we can.’

‘Whoa!’ Pete interrupted her. ‘When is it? How much is it?’

‘Look,’ she pointed to the screen. ‘It’s in October – midweek, Wednesday to Saturday.’

‘But my Accountancy Exams are in October.’ He peered at the computer screen. ‘Oh that’s ok; my exams are all over by then.’
‘I know, isn’t it fantastic?’ she flung her arms around him. ‘And the cost is practically nothing, £60 each for the four days.’

‘But I haven’t made allowances for this expense, in our budget.’

‘Come on sweetheart, do stop being an accountant for once,’ she coaxed him.

‘You’re right my sweet, we deserve a break,’ he agreed. ‘So what do we do now?’

‘Well it always gets filled up very quickly, so we’d better send Delia a PM showing our interest.’

‘Right, I’ll leave it to you,’ he said. ‘I take it you’ll sort it immediately.’

‘But of course, don’t I always?’

‘Yes you do.’ Kissing the top of her head, he said, ‘Right I must be off to see Mr Collins.’

‘Fine, I’ll probably be in bed when you get home.’

‘Make sure you do send that PM to Delia, he said with a grin. ‘I would just hate to have to spank you again, if you forget to do it.’

She laughed, ‘Sure, and as I hate being spanked, I won’t forget.’
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