(Author’s Note: This story, although fiction, is based upon a very real woman, a Korean American who also resides in southern California. The parallels, and there are many, between fictional Sung Hee and our real life heroine are deliberate and intentional. As you read this, know that much of Sung Hee lives in real life.)…
I know better, but I can’t help myself. I needed to know… She warned me that I would be punished if I didn’t obey. So what do I do? I disobey, so she bound me, gagged me and made me watch two of her fairies make such passionate love that I cried a river. Why…
Curled up with you on the couch watching TV I feel your hand squeeze my hip, nails biting into my skin. The contact causes goose bumps all over my body in anticipation of what’s to come. I savor the feel of your hand moving slowly up my stomach to cup my breast. Turning my head…
“I don’t think we should,” said Sharon. Sharon and Susan were both crouched around Susan’s computer, looking at shoes. Susan and Sharon had become fast friends after Sharon and her husband John had moved in next door to Susan and her husband Tim. They had found that they had a lot in common,…
Zoe sat down at the kitchen table with her laptop and sighed. It was a leisurely Saturday morning and her husband Kirk was sleeping in. She had the rest of the house all to herself. She was wearing her luxurious terrycloth bathrobe, which always felt so soft and warm against her skin. She was in…
Club Mephisto was the hottest dance club in town. Invariably the velvet rope line outside the door was long enough to wrap around the side of the building. Even so, Roxanne and her boyfriend Mitch never had a problem getting in. Roxanne was hotness personified. She was not quite six feet tall with a perfect…
Lizzie walked around the school checking out all the girls to see who was perfect for “The Most Gorgeous and Wicked of Them All”, the finishing school’s monthly magazine. It covered all arrays of topics, from the girl’s love of spanking to beautiful photos of girls modeling with thrashed sore bottoms. The magazine covered the…
Sam had had enough. Two weeks ago, he agreed to house-sit for his best friend Jim while he went off to Europe for a month-long sabbatical. Jim had explained that he didn’t want to leave his daughter Paula alone with the house, because she was a little on the irresponsible side. Paula was…
“Again!” Winona frowned as she skated back towards the center of the rink. The Olympic tryouts weren’t for another 3 weeks, but her coach, Rebecca was tyrannically working her day in and day out. Rebecca was an Olympic silver medalist only 10 years older than Winona, but her career had been tragically cut…
“Mark!” Olivia shouted her secretary’s name from the corner of her office. Her head was buried in a file cabinet. Olivia was in her 40s and was a senior account manager at Wilson and Oldsten, the most prestigious advertising agency in the state. She was tall and blonde, with striking nordic features. She…
To say that Tom was upset was an understatement. Maureen knew he was angry because he had no look on his face at all. He just stared straight forward while he drove. After five years of marriage, she knew that when he was visibly angry that was one thing, but when the anger didn’t show… …
Five Minutesin Hell? Part Two It had been a week since Angus spanked me and I was good as gold. The only problem was, I kind of wanted another spanking. I tried doing things like breaking a cup or spilling something to see if he would punish me, but it didn’t work. So I abandoned…
Mother didn’t believe it was a spanking without her daughter Makaela sobbing like a baby. Makaela fully agreed that when she did something wrong she would be so ashamed of herself. She knew she truly deserved the hard spanking she would soon receive. Without being disciplined Makaela’s conscience ate at her. It was only after…
Out of the twelve that began attending the Italian night-school course run by Carlotta Shoreham (who we referred to as Miss), just four of us remained. Julia, Jim and I had all been given the cane by Carlotta since we had accepted her suggestion that we should be spanked if we didn’t do our night-school…
“Alexandria.”He was sitting by the fire in a red leather arm chair. He looked handsome, other worldly, like something out of the eighteen hundreds. “Come here.” I approached him and looked at him defiantly. “Have you settled in?” I nodded. It had been a few hours. He had prepared me a nice room. It was…