1. Don´t Go Into The Woods


    Date: 7/29/2015, Categories: BDSM, Fetish, Author: klammer, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    last day of tanning was the day before the other men arrived. By this time the tattoos had started to wash away and instead I had dark skin except where the tattoos had been. The words, Girl, Cunt, Spank Me were very easy to read against the tan. But there were more rules and training. I had to practice my curtsy many times a day with the “Yes Sir” and “Thank You Sir,” until it became automatic. When I was asked if I wanted a spanking I had learned to curtsy and of course say, “Yes Sir.” It was humiliating but better then dead. And some of my spankings weren’t for misbehavior. Others were simply because when I was asked if I wanted a spanking and I had to answer “Yes Sir.” A typical end of day example was like this. I would come over to Dick and he would have me lift my skirt and lower my panties. He would be sitting on the sofa and he’d grab my arm and have me bend over. “Do you think you misbehaved today girl?” he’d ask. Of course I would answer, “Yes Sir.” “You forgot to say “Thank you Sir” after I gave you permission to pee. Right?” “Yes Sir,” I’d reply. (Oh, I forgot to tell you. I had to ask permission to use the toilet at first. Over time this changed. I’ll explain that later.) After which I would be given ten hard hand spanks and have to say, “Thank You,” when he was done. Sometimes I would get many more swats then I needed to cry so my cheeks would be streaked with tears. My mistakes were mostly for forgetting to say ÔThank You Sir,” but there were others for not ...
    cleaning a dish thoroughly or if he found a pubic hair on the toilet. Sometimes the spankings not only made me cry during them but also long after especially when I went to bed with my butt still stinging. Even in bed I was afraid to touch since I thought he might be watching One day Dick took me over to what had been an empty spot in the living room. He had set up a chalkboard on an easel and a couple of feet in front was a piece of duck tape adhered to the floor parallel to the chalkboard. “Remember what I said about you would one day ask for a spanking?” Dick asked with a sly smile. “Yes Sir,” I replied and thought back to that spanking just a short while ago. “Well, I’m sure you’ve remembered your spankings since then. Right?” “Yes, Sir!” “Soon there will be a group of other men here and making mistakes could lead to a many worse spankings. So, this is an opportunity for you to perhaps reduce the number of swats on your ass.. “However, I assure you this is a better choice,” he said and then explained to me that if I made a mistake I was to come at the beginning of the next hour and write my mistake on the chalkboard. I was also to pull my panties down, bend over and hold my skirt up and wait for someone to come over and give me an appropriate punishment after which I would be dismissed and I should know by now my “Thank and Yes Sir.” “Do you now understand you will ask for your spanking with the hope of mitigating your punishment,” Dick questioned. “Yes Sir, ” I said with a ...
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