An Unspankable Brat

It’s been a while since I posted any new M/F material, so here’s a little tale for those who like a good romantic spanking tale.

This place smells like flowers and embalming fluid. Nobody is at the front desk, but a gentle song emanating from the rear of the building draws him through the waiting room with its comforting boxes of tissues at the ready for mourners

A young woman flits about placing flowers in arrangements about a gleaming mahogany coffin. He clears his throat, but she seems not to hear him, humming to herself as she goes about her business with a gaiety that seems out of place in this hallowed home of death.

“Excuse me, miss.”

His greeting goes entirely ignored. Unless she is deaf, she is deliberately ignoring him.

“Excuse me, miss, police business.”

She looks up in surprise and drops the flower she is holding.

“Balls!”

“Excuse me, young lady?”

“Balls!” She repeats the curse with a gleeful grin.

“Is that any kind of language to use in a mortuary?”

“I don’t think he cares what I say,” she gestures cavalierly towards a closed coffin in the corner.

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A Rare Red Bottomed Brat

A new free spanking story, for those of you who like that sort of thing ;)

“Skye will be late today. Again.”

In the low light of dawn Edward Major buried his head in his hands for a moment then looked up at his study partner of twenty years, Rayna White. Her usually smiling face was drawn into a severe expression and her deep green eyes glinted with annoyance. They only had three months to conduct their studies and Doctor Skye McCloud, an accomplished linguist, was essential to the work they were doing assessing the impact of deforestation on local animal populations.

“Why?”

“She didn’t say. She just sent a message with a runner.” Rayna tossed the hastily scrawled note onto the expedition leader’s desk. “Edward, this is going too far.”

“Agreed. But what can we do? She’s the only one that speaks the language around here.” Edward waved away a mosquito as he spoke. It was hot already. Hot and humid. Perhaps to be expected in the Amazonian jungle, but yet somehow still deeply unsettling for a man who had been raised in the hills of Scotland.

“You shouldn’t have let her move camp to the village,” Rayna said reprovingly, crossing her arms over her ample bosom. A trickle of sweat rolled from her fine neck down her khaki clad cleavage and Edward was momentarily distracted. Not for the first time, he inwardly bemoaned the fact that Rayna was more interested in women than he was.

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A Naughty Angel Gets Spanked

A short f/f non sexual spanking story concerning a naughty angel getting her comeuppance at the hands of a stern matron. Just because it’s heaven, doesn’t mean you can’t get into trouble.

“If she catches you, she’ll skin your hide.” The first angel spoke with a worried expression, fiddling with her copper gold halo that was fast losing its glow.

“No she won’t, she’ll forgive me,” the second angel grinned unrepentantly. Her halo had gone to a deep burnished bronze color, signifying that its owner was behaving not at all angelically.

“Just… a.. little.. more…” she set her mouth firmly and twiddled with the wire fence. It had been wired with heavenly harp wire, a wire uncuttable by any shears made by man or made by angel, for that matter. No wire, no matter how strong, was a match for Agnostia. She had spent her earthly life about farms and she knew very well the way to wire and unwire a fence, heavenly or not.

“Let’s just get out of here, Agnostia!” The first angel spoke again, tugging at her smudged robe.

“Just a second, Impatia! We will be through any moment!”

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All Modern Women Are Brats

From the 60’s, or perhaps not: When retiring to the bedroom, prepare yourself for bed as promptly as possible. Whilst feminine hygiene is of the utmost importance, your tired husband does not want to queue for the bathroom, as he would have to do for his train, but remember to look your best when going to bed. Try to achieve a look that is welcoming without being obvious. If you need to apply face cream or hair rollers, wait until he is asleep before doing so, as it can be shocking for a man last thing at night. When it comes to the possibility of intimate relations with your husband, it is important to remember your marriage vows and in particular, your commitment to obey him.

If he feels that he needs to sleep immediately afterwards, then so be it. In all things be led by your husband’s wishes. Do not pressure him in any way to stimulate intimacy. Should your husband suggest congress, then, agree humbly all the while being mindful that a man’s satisfaction is more important than a woman’s. When he reaches his moment of fulfilment, a small moan from yourself is encouraging to him and quite sufficient to indicate any enjoyment that you may have had.

Should your husband suggest any of the more unusual practices, be obedient and uncomplaining but register any reluctance by maintaining silence. It is likely that your husband will fall promptly asleep after relations have concluded, so once he is fast asleep, adjust your clothing, freshen up and apply your night-time face and hair care products.

You may then set the alarm so that you can arise shortly before him in the morning. This will enable you to have his morning cup of tea ready when he awakes.