An anonymous reader writes:

I live in an apartment complex that has a golf course connected to it. I was watching some geese outside, when something caught my attention.

By hole 18, there was a couple walking on the golf cart path. Suddenly the guy sat on a bench, and pulled the girl across his knees. He pulled up her skirt and started to spank her. I could hear each time his hand landed on her bottom. I counted 10 in total. I wish I had been closer or had some binoculars within reach.

After the spanking, the couple disappeared off into the direction of some trees. I wonder if they are under the cover and fucking. Or maybe he took her there to spank her more thoroughly. Whichever it may be, I could tell they couldn’t wait to get home.

I am such a naughty girl. I not only spied on this couple, I got wet from their private exchange. 

I wonder what a governess would do if she had caught me spying…

I KNOW she would have pulled me across her lap, and would have spanked me for spying. I KNOW I would be getting spanked for getting wet…

I think I am going to enjoy this fantasy. The main question is….would a strict governess allow such a naughty girl to orgasm? What kind of spanking device would she use? Would she stick a finger into my wet, tight pussy? Would she play with my pearl? Would she make me wear my princess plug all night? Knowing it would make me squirm? Would she make me wear punishment panties? Would she make me do up downs? Would she tell the Master my indiscretions?

Hmm….I really wonder…



Thank you very much indeed for your submission. You’ve been very fortunate to witness a real-life spanking, such vivid memories can linger a lifetime and provide the fuel for countless fantasies.

The reaction of your governess would depend on whether she caught you spying with your hand up your skirt. In any case, expect to be taken by the hand and marched home. Then I’d expect she’d tell you to get undressed and then bend over so she could thoroughly inspect between your legs. It would be quite obvious how excited you’d become watching that spanking. 

If you had been caught playing I believe she’d make you kneel in front of her with your legs wide apart, and ask you to describe what you saw whilst stroking yourself. You’d tell her about the spanking you witnessed, and she’d tell you about the spanking you have in store. You’d beg to go over her knee now, but your governess would tell you: not until you climax. You know spankings are always sorest after an orgasm. But you know you deserve a sore bottom, and so your finger begins to slide inside your tight wet entrance.

Your governess is scolding as you play, telling you what a naughty girl you are, what a long hard spanking you’ll be getting. Your fingers are sticky with your own juices, your pearl is throbbing. You try to hold back, but know you’ve gone too far. She pulls you up from the floor and across her knee and smacks your bare bottom until you come, moaning and squirming across her lap.

And then your punishment really begins, her firm hand spanking steadily, your bum now exquisitely tender and sensitive. You try to take your discipline like a good girl, resisting the urge to cry and plead, even though your bottom is hot and stingy.

When your spanking finally stops, your governess helps you off her lap, and you obediently bend over in front of her for your customary bottom inspection. She scrutinises your blushing cheeks and slippy lips with humiliating thoroughness.

Then its time to step into a pair of plain white punishment panties, which your governess pulls up snug to your waist. She escorts you to the hallway, where there’s a chest-high rail, you stand on tiptoes with your back to your home’s front door, and she cuffs your hands in front of you, and then ties your panties tight.

Then she leaves you dangle, your panties pulling ever tighter between your slit. The strict Master of the House will be returning soon, and when he opens the front door, your naughty pink bottom will be the very first thing he sees…