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Ma school reunion

Monday morning took Ma by surprise. The postman delivered an invitation to her school reunion, causing a stir in Ma’s pit of the stomach. Entire decades of post-school life to be celebrated.

: Ma is transported back in time when Betty-Belinda made her life difficult – called her names and pulled her hair and teased her on her size and shape. Ma imagined how she was now and longed to take her by the ear to the old science labs to dole out much-needed ofj on Betty-Belinda’s you know where over the tall stools for all to see.

: come to think there were a number of others whose rears could do with a kiss from her board even after all these decades. She’d have to be prepared for any eventuality, but how to achieve it?

: if necessary Ma would show the whole year group however distinguished they may be the value of give and receive

: bankers and doctors and lawyers they may be but none shall escape Ma’s bottom-shaped board of correction. And at the ball if Ma had her way dress hems would go up and panties come down revealing mature behinds old fashioned justice to be delivered in kind

One such bottom of the day include the retired headmistress Miss Eve (no slouch with a wallop herself that one) who admired Ma’s style and watched from a distance before baring and bending after due reflection. “ we could all learn from this woman – so overlooked in youth has now become mighty in middle age…”

: And besides all that the company assembled sincerely believed they had not such had such a good time for many a year, despite throbbing behinds, and that included Betty-Belinda whose walloping was the piece de resistance!

: Was Ma day-dreaming as she stood at the door, invite in hand? Either way her other hand rested on that broad acre bare and plump terrain, which she gave a brisk slap, as she was in half-tidy state.

: Ma let out a sigh of sheer delight….she’d better practice her fearsome design (swing)!

The process of slowly baring a fellow female bottom for a spanking can be very exciting and every much as enjoyable as the subsequent delivery of the spanking itself. The flipping-up of a skirt over the spankee’s back, followed by the slow peeling down of a pair of knickers, all adds to the sense of anticipation both for the spanker and the spankee. It’s like unwrapping a birthday or Christmas present!

However, I always prefer to see a bottom awaiting chastisement properly ‘framed’, rather than totally naked – just as a picture is often enhanced by being well-framed. There are numerous ways in which a bottom can be displayed – such as by a set of matching suspenders and stockings, by a schoolgirl’s knickers carefully rolled down to just below the buttocks, or by a pair of Victorian open drawers slowly pulled open like the curtains on a theatre stage.

However, there is one other ‘format’ I particularly love and find very sexy – that is of a clearly defined set of tan lines. Unfortunately the current beachwear fashion of skimpy thong bikinis doesn’t leave much in the way of a tan line. Ideally the untanned area needs to encompass the whole of a woman’s buttocks from the top of her crease to the junction of her cheeks with thighs. I find that the contrast between the milky white, untanned flesh of a rounded set of cheeks and bronzed, sun-kissed legs and back clearly defines the area that needs to be spanked. The white flesh provides a real challenge to any true spanker to turn it as red as possible! It’s a bit like the reverse of ‘a red rag to a bull’!

By

Robyn Jones

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Kate is made to sit on the Naughty Stool

Poor Kate got a lot of spankings as you probably have realised by now! She is usually discovered masturbating where she shouldn’t and gets caught. But today she has been caught cheating in an exam. I came to the classroom in the lunch hour and spanked her, quite hard, with a plimsoll. There were a few tears, but Kate is a tough girl.

“Right! That’s not the end of it young lady!” I say to her as she sniffs, trying her best not to cry. But I can see that she is in pain and really wants to rub her bare bottom..

“Stand up straight, before the projection board, and no rubbing your bottom. You can put your hands together in the small of your back.”

And there she stood there until the class came in from lunch.

“Sit down quietly! You all know that she was caught cheating! Now she is in disgrace.”

I picked up the naughty stool and placed it before the class. “Sit on there Kate, let the class see your shame and disgrace.”

Much to the other girls’ amusement, she winces as she sits, saying…’ow, ow, owww, ow!’

‘She does not look ashamed’, I think to myself.

So I pulled her gymslip up. The class giggled, but she was not phased. She just looked at them, almost with contempt.

I decided to turn her around. The class look at her with a sort of admiration, almost hero worship! So I told her to turn again…

I positioned her with her red cheeks hanging over the edge of the stool, and told her to lean forward, elbows on knees. This displayed her in an embarrassing way and once again the room filled with giggles from the other girls.