Summer of Spanking Stories #3: Heading North

Handclaps and nods of approval for our next guest story submission to the Summer of Spanking Stories. This fantasy of teasing, desire and dominance was written by the talented tinybabelost, do visit her blog for more. Enjoy!

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We had been out to dinner that night and when the waitress came to ask what we’d like, you had ordered for us both. It sets me on fire when you do that. You’re the only person on the planet I would let do such a thing for me. We were sitting beside each other on the same side of the booth. I rested my left hand on your thigh as the waitress moved away.

“Thank you,” I said. “I love it when you do that.” The full glass of wine I’d already had after a very, very long day was definitely rearing its head when I leaned over to you and said, “It makes me so wet.”

Still facing out to the floor of the restaurant, your eyebrow shot up. You reached for your beer and took a long pull. I proceeded to tell you what I hoped you would do to me when we got home. True to my New England roots, I’m usually more reserved. ‘Eminently appropriate’ is what you have jokingly called me in the past. But tonight I was brave and filthy. Like I said, I was a little drunk. The trace of a smile hovered on your lips but your eyes stayed focused out toward the rest of the crowd. My voice trailed off when our food arrived. We ate in silence. The more time that passed the more uncomfortable I became. Had I crossed a line? Had I offended you? A flush spread across my cheeks. I became embarrassed. I could hardly eat. You frowned when the waitress cleared my barely touched plate. You paid the check and we started the short walk back to the apartment. Less than a block from our place, you said you needed to make a stop.

“I’ll meet you at home,” you said.

“Back there,” I said. “The things I … Did I do something to upset you?” You bent at the knees so that we were eye level and put your right hand on my neck, sliding it up to rest along the underside of my jaw.

“You always please me, kitten. Go home and get into bed. I won’t be long.” You kissed me softly and then ran your thumb across my lower lip. “Do as you’re told,” you said as you rose and walked in the opposite direction. I’m not sure how long I stood rooted to the spot. I was in bed when you came home 30 minutes later, also known as 3 minutes ago…

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Summer of Spanking Stories #3: Heading North

Handclaps and nods of approval for our next guest story submission to the Summer of Spanking Stories. This fantasy of teasing, desire and dominance was written by the talented tinybabelost, do visit her blog for more. Enjoy!

* * *

We had been out to dinner that night and when the waitress came to ask what we’d like, you had ordered for us both. It sets me on fire when you do that. You’re the only person on the planet I would let do such a thing for me. We were sitting beside each other on the same side of the booth. I rested my left hand on your thigh as the waitress moved away.

“Thank you,” I said. “I love it when you do that.” The full glass of wine I’d already had after a very, very long day was definitely rearing its head when I leaned over to you and said, “It makes me so wet.”

Still facing out to the floor of the restaurant, your eyebrow shot up. You reached for your beer and took a long pull. I proceeded to tell you what I hoped you would do to me when we got home. True to my New England roots, I’m usually more reserved. ‘Eminently appropriate’ is what you have jokingly called me in the past. But tonight I was brave and filthy. Like I said, I was a little drunk. The trace of a smile hovered on your lips but your eyes stayed focused out toward the rest of the crowd. My voice trailed off when our food arrived. We ate in silence. The more time that passed the more uncomfortable I became. Had I crossed a line? Had I offended you? A flush spread across my cheeks. I became embarrassed. I could hardly eat. You frowned when the waitress cleared my barely touched plate. You paid the check and we started the short walk back to the apartment. Less than a block from our place, you said you needed to make a stop.

“I’ll meet you at home,” you said.

“Back there,” I said. “The things I … Did I do something to upset you?” You bent at the knees so that we were eye level and put your right hand on my neck, sliding it up to rest along the underside of my jaw.

“You always please me, kitten. Go home and get into bed. I won’t be long.” You kissed me softly and then ran your thumb across my lower lip. “Do as you’re told,” you said as you rose and walked in the opposite direction. I’m not sure how long I stood rooted to the spot. I was in bed when you came home 30 minutes later, also known as 3 minutes ago…

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The Minx

Mischievous, rebellious, inventive, the Minx lives to flout rules and play pranks, her hijinks often earning her friends sore bottoms. But the prospect of a good hard spanking just adds to the thrill of a prank, a mere occupational hazard for this adventurous troublemaker.

The Minx is currently the 2nd most popular choice in this month’s poll.

What character would you be?

Question of the Month: What character would you play on a spanking roleplay weekend?

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If you were to go on a Playscape Weekend, which character would you play?

• A Minx? She’s a rebellious troublemaker with taste for pranks.
• A Siren? She’s a sexually precocious young lady, with a crush on teacher.
• A Provocateur? She’s on a mission to get her fellow pupils into trouble, so she can watch their whackings.
• A Princess? She wants to be top girl, the centre of attention.
• A Domina? Some regard her as a bully, but she’s just used to getting her own way.
• A Wallflower? She just wants to keep out of sight and watch others’ bottoms being spanked.
• A Thief? She enjoys the thrill of the heist, the jeopardy of crime and the suspicion it sows.
• A Seductress? She just wants to get to know her classmates, intimately.
• A Teacher’s Pet? Goody-two-shoes, Top of the Class. Won’t hesitate to tell tales if she can watch miscreants having their bottoms whacked.
• Or something else entirely?

Why not read the story, imagine yourself there, and cast your vote.
(And then see what others think).

You might even want to give a reason why…

Question of the Month: What character would you play on a spanking roleplay weekend?

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If you were to go on a Playscape Weekend, which character would you play?

• A Minx? She’s a rebellious troublemaker with taste for pranks.
• A Siren? She’s a sexually precocious young lady, with a crush on teacher.
• A Provocateur? She’s on a mission to get her fellow pupils into trouble, so she can watch their whackings.
• A Princess? She wants to be top girl, the centre of attention.
• A Domina? Some regard her as a bully, but she’s just used to getting her own way.
• A Wallflower? She just wants to keep out of sight and watch others’ bottoms being spanked.
• A Thief? She enjoys the thrill of the heist, the jeopardy of crime and the suspicion it sows.
• A Seductress? She just wants to get to know her classmates, intimately.
• A Teacher’s Pet? Goody-two-shoes, Top of the Class. Won’t hesitate to tell tales if she can watch miscreants having their bottoms whacked.
• Or something else entirely?

Why not read the story, imagine yourself there, and cast your vote.
(And then see what others think).

Which character would you play?

You might even want to give a reason why…

You should write something about impatience because I’m going insane waiting for your next story.

The next story is indeed about patience, and discipline, and naughty juvenile games. It currently consists of 8156 words, a world to get lost in. You’ll love it.

You should write something about impatience because I’m going insane waiting for your next story.

The next story is indeed about patience, and discipline, and naughty juvenile games. It currently consists of 8156 words, a world to get lost in. You’ll love it.

Begging you to write another panty pulling story. I swear I get off to Punishment Panties several times a week.

I’ll make you a deal, mysterious stranger…
For the next week, write a paragraph every time you get off to the story. Mention which section got you so aroused (it is a long story), and how you played with yourself. Then, when the week is up, submit what you’ve written.
I’m sure hundreds of other readers would be fascinated to know how you continue to generate such enjoyment.
Do that, and I pledge to write a panty-pulling story that will blow your mind…

Begging you to write another panty pulling story. I swear I get off to Punishment Panties several times a week.

I’ll make you a deal, mysterious stranger…
For the next week, write a paragraph every time you get off to the story. Mention which section got you so aroused (it is a long story), and how you played with yourself. Then, when the week is up, submit what you’ve written.
I’m sure hundreds of other readers would be fascinated to know how you continue to generate such enjoyment.
Do that, and I pledge to write a panty-pulling story that will blow your mind…