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Below are the opening 2 chapters from the collection of short stories that I wrote entitled DISCOVERING SPANKING – VOLUME 3. For promotional purposes, I am allowed to share the opening 10% of each eBook. In order to view the full book you can click on the link in this paragraph, or click directly on the image below.

I have already built pages for the other 3 volumes of this series. All three links below have free spanking stories for you to read. Today’s post will round out the set for the Discovering Spanking series.

DISCOVERING SPANKING:

DISCOVERING SPANKING – VOLUME 2:

DISCOVERING SPANKING – BONUS STORIES:

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The eBook below contains 3 long spanking stories with approximately 27,000 words.

DISCOVERING SPANKING – VOLUME 3

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Chapter 1: A Memory

One day, whilst out shopping in the town, some memories came flooding back to Linda. These memories had been rekindled in a novelty store when she had stumbled across something that she had once owned. It was an item that had brought her untold joy and amusement all those years ago, even if that joy and amusement had come from the reactions of her victims.

What was this item that she had found?

The item in question was a fake rat. It was one of those rubbery things that, at first glance, would send a chill down anyone’s spine. Perhaps on the surface, when seen close up, it might not have appeared to be real. However, when placed in a nook or cranny somewhere, with only the head or tail peeking out, the fake rat was as real as the day was long. Certainly to the person who would discover it as their minds played tricks on them.

At home it had been confiscated more times than she would care to admit, and when she played that prank on the neighbors, they would often laugh, at least externally. Internally, however, they each had their own thoughts as to what should happen to that bratty neighbor of theirs.

None of this compared to summer camp, though. Inevitably her fake rats would be confiscated during the summer, which is why she would always take three or four of them to camp with her. Linda could normally get a good week out of a fake rat before it was confiscated, normally because she would ‘rescue’ it before the maintenance crew arrived to do a sweep of the cabin. Even better for her, nobody ever knew that she was the person who conducted this annual activity.

There was always this thrill of doing something so deliciously naughty and mischievous, and even on the rare occasions when she was caught out, all she had to do was listen to the riot act being read to her. Nothing of note ever happened, save perhaps for her reputation as a troublemaker being enhanced. As Linda held the fake rat in the store, knowing that she was definitely going to purchase it, another memory quickly came back to her.

There was this one time, many years ago, when Linda was helping out her neighbor, Mrs. Wilson. It was only a small job where she could earn a few dollars, and all it entailed was cleaning out the shed in the garden and moving some of the items from the basement into said shed. It was an opportunity that simply couldn’t be passed up.

As Mrs. Wilson made a trip to the open basement, Linda took the fake rat from her pocket and placed it right behind the shovel in the shed. Of course, she didn’t place the entire thing behind the shovel; she only put the head behind the shovel and left the back end, including the long tail, sticking out in the open.

Even to this day, ten years later, she could still hear the shrieks from Mrs. Wilson as she came running out of the shed just a few seconds after entering it. However, things were different this time around. Normally, whenever she would play one of her pranks, the initial shock would soon be followed by laughter, even if the victim didn’t find it particularly funny.

Not so in Mrs. Wilson’s case, though. For her, the event had been particularly traumatic, and even when Linda retrieved the fake rat to show her that it had all been a joke, her explanation had fallen on deaf ears. She was banished from the house almost immediately by the shaking woman, and she left without so much as a dime in her pocket for the work that she had done that day.

It was a reaction that Linda had encountered many times before, but in almost every incident previously, even if it took a little time, people would eventually see the funny side of it. Linda even trudged off on that particular day lamenting how much of a drama queen Mrs. Wilson was being.

Even though Linda had felt that Mrs. Wilson had been overly dramatic, it did gnaw at her a bit. The older woman had been so shaken that she had even cried, and there was a little twang of guilt in the younger woman. Based upon past experiences, though, she would put on her manipulative hat the following day and pay a visit to Mrs. Wilson, with the intention of using her natural charm to play the role of an innocent prankster. It had worked many times before, so why wouldn’t it work again?

Unfortunately for Linda, her pre-planned routine didn’t work out as well as she had planned the following day, and even though she had been shocked by the words that were said to her that day, the memory of them was so strong that she still remembered them ten years later.

She had rung the doorbell of her neighbor, and she was standing there as innocently as an angel when her life changed a little bit. It wasn’t Mrs. Wilson who answered the doorbell; instead, it was the rather gruff-looking Mr. Wilson who answered it.

Initially, Mr. Wilson didn’t say much, though perhaps the angry look on his face told its own story. He stood there, silently, as Linda began her insincere ‘butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth’ speech, like she had done on countless occasions beforehand.

There was a difference this time compared to all of the other times that she had used this tactic in the past. Mr. Wilson’s eyes pierced her own as she stumbled over her fake apology, his face seemingly getting redder by the second. It was apparent that he wasn’t buying what she was selling. In fact, Linda didn’t even get to finish before an angry Mr. Wilson interrupted her.

Her prepared speech had worked many times in the past, but it wasn’t working today, and in an elevated voice, Mr. Wilson let her know exactly what he thought of her little prank and how his wife had reacted to it. Linda was so shocked by his response that she stood there with an open mouth. Nobody had ever spoken to her like that before.

If the lecture hadn’t been bad enough, it was what he said before he slammed the door shut that had stuck in her head for ten years. Just when it looked like Mr. Wilson was going to blow a gasket, he looked her dead in the eyes and barked the following, with his angry finger wagging in her direction, and he appeared to mean every word of it.

“If I had my way, I would put you across my knee, and I would give you a damn good spanking. You wouldn’t find your stupid little prank anywhere near as funny if you weren’t able to sit down for a week.”

That was it. He didn’t embellish it; he simply told her what it was that he thought she deserved, and then he slammed the door shut.

Perhaps if they had talked about it some afterwards, then she wouldn’t have felt the way that she did. But there was no opportunity to discuss it. He had said it, and he had meant it, and by slamming the door shut afterwards, it seemed to enhance how serious he was about it. There was no room for Linda to try and sweet-talk her way out of this one; she was left with his burning words ringing in her ears. He thought that she deserved a good old-fashioned spanking, and it’s not like she could argue the point. After all, his response had been pretty valid.

In the weeks that followed, Linda was still shocked, to the point that she would avoid the Wilsons as much as she could. When those occasions did occur in the future, the response of her neighbors was polite, naturally, but it was also curt. She was getting the cold shoulder treatment, perhaps no more than she deserved. It even got to the point where Linda admitted to herself that she would rather take a spanking than be ignored by the two of them. That was likely the reason that she still remembered the event clearly, even ten years later.

Nobody had ever spoken to her like that before.

Now that she was 25 years old, it was likely that Linda would never have a need for a fake rat anymore, but that didn’t prevent her from purchasing it as a memento. It’s not like she could take it into work with her and scare the other office workers, though it was always a consideration. Unfortunately, there were responsibilities to consider.

If she lost her job by playing a stupid prank, then she would also lose her apartment, so it wasn’t something that was possible. Linda had a good job, and she rented a small apartment above her landlord’s apartment, and the rent was super affordable. There was far too much to lose by playing a silly prank.

Chapter 2: The Prank

In Linda’s bedroom there was a small stand composed of three layers. It was on this stand where she kept her knick-knacks. Plush toys of a multitude of different characters, and even a few pop-up cards of K-pop stars. Those were collectors’ items that she loved to find online. Considering what was on that stand, the ugly-looking fake rat seemed totally out of place, but perhaps that was its charm. It stood out like a sore thumb, and it always brought a smile to Linda’s face.

The apartment itself was rather old, having once been the upstairs of the main house. Once her landlord’s children had left home, and his marriage disintegrated, her landlord, Richard Williams, had converted the upstairs portion of his house into an apartment, and likewise, he converted the basement into another apartment. Mr. Williams, himself, lived on the ground floor, a more than spacious area for a single man.

Even though he didn’t charge an arm and a leg for his rented living quarters, the money that he did take in afforded him the luxury of only needing to work part-time, with early retirement just a few years away. His upcoming pension was more than adequate, and when he started to draw from that, the added income from his tenants would afford him the luxury of travel whenever he felt like it.

Mr. Williams was blessed with considerate tenants, and during the times when repairs in the house were needed, he had the time to perform them by himself, thereby saving even more money. While not affluent, he certainly had little to worry about in terms of finances.

One weekend, Linda was engaged in a pleasant conversation with Mr. Williams. He was talking to her about the drainage in her kitchen sink, and he informed her that he needed to upgrade the main pipe due to city compliance, and he was looking to arrange a time, possibly on a weekend, when he could stop by and do the necessary repair work. Being that she was aware of his laid-back schedule, Linda even offered him a proposition. Rather than arrange a time when both of them were free, she informed him that he could stop by at any time when she was at work to do the repairs at his leisure.

Initially, it was a bit uncomfortable for Mr. Williams. He was very much of the opinion that the rented space was a private area, and he would never encroach on anyone’s privacy, but Linda assured him that it was no problem, only requesting that he let her know when he was going to do it so that she could have the kitchen prepared for him.

Richard Williams wasn’t one for dilly-dallying, so as soon as he accepted her offer, he got the ball rolling, and he suggested that he could complete the work on Tuesday morning, and that way it would give him some leeway should any issues occur. Linda was more than agreeable to this, as she already had a firm trust in her landlord. He had always seemed like a stand-up guy.

On Monday evening Linda began to prepare the kitchen. Not that there was much to prepare, as she always kept it spotless anyway, but she wanted to make sure that all dishes were cleared and put away, and she even went as far as removing everything from the sink and counter itself. When Tuesday morning arrived, all she had to worry about was washing her coffee cup. Everything was set for the repairs.

Linda got herself ready for work and then made her bed. A smile started to form on her face, similar to the mischievous grin that she always had whenever she was a naughty teenager a decade earlier. The fake rat was staring up at her from the small stand in the corner of her room. Her eyes looked upwards as her devilish thoughts took over. She hadn’t done this for years, but it would be so good to relive a memory.

Just before Linda left for work that day, she walked over to her stand and grabbed the fake rat, and then she accompanied it on the short journey toward the kitchen. Surely she was too old to pull a naughty prank on her landlord, wasn’t she?

Not Linda!

That naughty girl that lurked inside of Linda was always there, even if she didn’t get to let her loose very often these days. Today was different, though. A little harmless prank could never be turned down, and she even imagined the excitement she would feel, not knowing what Mr. Williams’s reaction would be. At least until she could bring it up during the week sometime.

With the precision of a stealth bomber, Linda carried her rodent friend into the kitchen and opened up the cupboard beneath the kitchen sink. She surveyed it for a few seconds, but she had already spotted the location that it was going to be placed almost immediately. She crouched down, leaned forward, and then buried the head of the rat out of sight, underneath the main pipe.

Should anyone happen to open that cupboard, perhaps like an unsuspecting landlord or someone, then the first thing that they would see would be the hindquarters of a fake rat, with its long tail featured prominently on the cupboard floor.

Linda stood up and closed the cupboard doors behind her, and then she leaned down to reopen them. It was perfect. The fake rat was likely to scare the bejeebus out of anyone who happened to be unfortunate enough to open that cupboard. It was purely coincidence that her landlord would be opening that very cupboard within the hour.

Linda Clarkson was such a naughty girl. She always had been.

Richard had heard the car pull out of the driveway that morning, and he was never one to put things off, so he had planned to fix the upstairs sink as quickly as he could. It was close to 10am when he gathered his equipment, and he headed up to Linda’s apartment.

Richard Williams always valued privacy, so his plan was to take care of the repairs that he needed to do and then leave the apartment at the earliest opportunity. He would then text Linda to let her know that everything was finished. Once he arrived in the apartment, he laid a cloth on the kitchen floor, and then he arranged the equipment that he would need for this project.

Before he began, there was the important initial task to perform. He had to shut the water off in the kitchen before he could start. As he would need to enter the cupboard itself in order to reach the main faucet, he dropped to his knees and then opened the cupboard doors under the sink.

Had Linda seen this event take place in person, she would have likely dropped to the floor laughing. Richard had opened the cupboard door, and he almost instantaneously shouted out, “Holy shit,” as he involuntarily flung his body backwards.

Attempting to peek around the open cupboard door, he stared intently at the motionless tail and back end of what he assumed was a rat. It hadn’t moved, though. Was it dead?

Despite his initial shock, he knew immediately that if the rat had been alive, then it would have scurried away at the first inkling of light. He looked around the kitchen and spotted a straw broom, and he quickly took hold of it.

Tentatively, Richard approached the open cupboard, and he peered inside once more. He studied it for a good ten seconds, altering his body for a better view of the still motionless rodent. He was even more tentative as he stuck the broom into the cupboard and poked at the rat, and after a couple of jabs at the tail, it still wasn’t moving. He was pretty shocked that a rat had made its way into his house because he had never encountered that before.

Richard hadn’t planned to open anything in the kitchen that day other than what he was there for, but in this instance he needed a bag of some type. After opening a couple of drawers, he finally found a small collection of plastic shopping bags, which were perfect for his task at hand.

Using the broom once more, he began to ease the rodent out from under the sink, but something didn’t seem right. It wasn’t moving like one would expect a dead rat to move. He had anticipated it bending in the middle, or the body having some give to it, but it did neither. The rodent he was sweeping remained plump, almost bouncy in a way, and there was no give to the body. When the full rat came into view, its face was also alert, almost comically so. Richard poked at it with the broom, and it bounced sideways, the facial expression remaining the same.

The initial shock had disappeared, and now he was curious. He still wasn’t certain that this was a toy, but with each passing second it was beginning to look more and more like one. Finally, he flipped the broom upside down and used the handle part to poke at the rat. It squeezed in the middle and then expanded back to its original shape. It had taken him a good few minutes to realize it, but he finally worked out that the rat he had encountered was nothing more than a toy.

Richard now had a dilemma, though. He could put it back once he was finished with his task, but if Linda was unaware of it being there, it was also likely to scare the life out of her. Likewise, he could hardly leave it lying around anywhere else for the same reasons. It wouldn’t matter where it was placed; it would be sure to frighten her.

Wisdom being the better part of valor, Richard bagged the fake rodent, and he then set about his task for the day. He would take it with him once he was finished with his project, and then later on that night he would pay Linda a visit. If it had been a toy that she had misplaced, then there would be no harm, no foul. And if she was unaware of it being there, then he would have likely saved her from an unexpected fright.

Richard Williams didn’t know that he had such a naughty tenant who was renting an apartment from him.

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Birthday Spankings

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It was only two weeks ago that I released eBook number 12, and today I have released eBook number 13. The theme of the latest eBook is one of my favorite topics, birthday spankings, and it comes in at approximately 25,000 words.

Now, these aren’t your typical birthday spankings.

The birthday spankings in all four of these brand-new stories that I wrote in the past two weeks quickly become disciplinary ones. All spankings are male spanks female, and in three of the four stories, the birthday girl isn’t the only person who gets a spanking.

While my stories feature the usual tropes of birthday spankings and nylon panties, there are also bare-bottom spankings for the additional females in each story. If my math is correct, there are 5 male spankers and 7 female spankees.

Click on the image below to view the new eBook, or see the link at the bottom of the post. The usual details apply. If you have Kindle Unlimited, then you can read the book for free; otherwise, it is $2.99 (£1.99) to own.

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Book Summary

Birthday spankings are a long-standing American tradition. They are normally one swat per year, plus one to grow on. However, dating back to the 1950s, these spankings often led to discipline spanking.

The birthday spanking stories in this eBook are of a punishment nature. Many times these spankings happen outside of the home, so the birthday girl may retain her panties. The birthday girl is frequently not the only one receiving spankings, and these additional women get spanked on their bare bottoms.

All stories in this eBook feature a male spanking a female. Each story is brand-new, written specifically for this publication.

The Baby Doll Nightie: In 1958, Sally invited her friend Maudie to spend her 20th birthday at her family home during a weekend college break. With the prior knowledge that Sally still gets spankings at home, much like she does herself, Maudie assumes that she will be getting a birthday spanking. She has misread the situation, but she still gets a spanking from Sally’s dad. Sally also gets spanked for spreading gossip about family traditions.

Two Daughters – Two Dads: Janet and Trish have been long-time friends, as have their respective fathers. Many years ago they even got a birthday spanking from each other’s father. Unknown to the two young women, swapping fathers for a birthday spanking was going to happen again this birthday. Only this time each father will be addressing a rude gesture made by Janet and encouraged by Trish. Two sound panty-spankings occur.

The Office: In a small Nevada office, Molly has a birthday coming up. Her boss, Mr. Clarkson, plans to treat his employee to a nice company lunch. Molly wants to know if she will be getting a birthday spanking. When her boss states that he would be happy to spank her, Molly wonders if she will still get a birthday spanking after he spanks her. This is a hot story.

Her Friend’s Boyfriend: Donna and Riley used to be sorority roommates. Once college had finished, they each went their separate ways, but the two women remained in touch. Donna invites her friend Riley to stay in New York with her and her boyfriend for Riley’s 24th birthday. Little did Riley know of the hard spanking that awaited her from Donna’s boyfriend? Donna also isn’t immune from a bare-bottom spanking either. It was quite the surprise, though not an unpleasant one.

This eBook will be the first of several dedicated to the topic of birthday spankings. It is an American tradition worth documenting, and there is unlimited potential for more stories in the future.

All of the characters in this story are fictional, and all are over the age of 18.

This eBook is approximately 25,000 words long.

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Barely Resisting

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A lot of good news today guys. Yesterday I renewed the website for another year, which will mean that on December 24th, 2026, I will celebrate my 20th blog anniversary.

Even better news is that I was able to claim a portion of my website fees from last year as a tax break. As this website is my main promotional tool for my eBooks, it is now a business expense. Yesterday I filed my taxes and my profession is officially a self-employed ‘Author.’

Is there additional good news? Indeed there is. It is quite likely that my 13th eBook will be released on Thursday. I can’t guarantee it yet, a lot will depend upon today, but I feel confident that I can have it ready by Thursday. I will share more tomorrow.

Now then, would you guys agree that this lady is only making a half-hearted attempt to prevent her spanking?

Windsor Sunday Candid’s – 196

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Here is another bog standard Taming of the Shrew spanking pic. KMK/TOTS spanking images are the low hanging fruit when searching for spanking pics.

On the writing front I have good news. eBook number 13 is almost complete. Basically I will have the eBook completed by midweek, but that is not a guarantee that it will be ready for publication by the end of the week. I’m probably going to delay it by a week, but we will see.

The delay is due to eBook number 12. DISCOVERING SPANKING – BONUS STORIES. I’m not sure why, but the newest book really took off, perhaps because it is edited properly. Sales have been so good that I am currently ranked 2nd on the ‘Hot New Releases’ category for ‘Short Story Anthologies and Collections.’

That eBook is likely to be my best selling single book in a single month. Yesterday alone it had the equivalent of 14 sales when you combine physical sales and Kindle Unlimited reads.

Basically I am not going to release the next eBook until the last one cools down a bit. There is no point polluting my own market while the current release is still hot. eBook number 14 won’t be long after that, but #14 is nothing more than the Discovering Spanking series all combined into one monster-sized book.

Discovering Spanking – Bonus Stories

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Today I am doing a rare cross-post with my daily upload over on DeviantArt. The reason is pretty simple, I am spamming my new eBook. Underneath the image you will find the first chapter of the first story from the new book. It is the maximum amount that I am allowed to share by Amazon.

The new eBook has gotten off to a wonderful start, and if it keeps this pace up it is likely to set a new record for most sales/downloads in its first month compared to my other eBooks.

I’m currently writing my next eBook and I already have 7,600 words written already. It is possible that the next eBook could be ready by the end of next week.

Enjoy the free story below. It is a complete spanking and it stands as a short spanking story in its own right. DISCOVERING SPANKING – BONUS STORIES.

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Chapter 1: Searching For a Spanking Paddle

The old country store came into view as Jessica drove down the narrow, weather-beaten road. The sun was shining brightly on the roof of the cabin-like structure. The young woman driving along that road was on a mission, and this store was apparently the place where she could find what she was seeking.

As Jessica pushed open the old store door, the bell above it chimed, echoing throughout the empty store. Her eyes scanned the busy aisles and then towards the unattended counter, but there was no sign of life. She didn’t pay too much mind to it; after all, this was Texas, and so someone was sure to appear soon enough.

Jessica’s mission today was to find one item that her sorority house desperately needed, the perfect spanking paddle. The house didn’t need something excessive, just something fun. The paddle needed to be small, with enough sting to keep the bratty sisters in check when the time was needed.

Her eyes scanned the aisles of the store, but the poor lass didn’t even know where to begin looking. Naturally, because of her mission, Jessica’s cheeks were flushing with embarrassment, and her nerves were jangling with each tentative step.

Suddenly, a voice, seemingly out of nowhere, spoke. “May I help you find something?”

A startled shiver went through the young woman’s body as she turned around. Behind her stood the tall store owner. He was older, perhaps in his mid-50s, and he sported a salt and pepper beard. A friendly smile adorned his face.

“Oh, hi,” Jessica stammered. “I was, um, just looking around for a paddle for my sorority. Rumor has it that you carry such items. Is that true?”

A hearty laugh came from the store owner. “Indeed we do, my dear. If it is a spanking paddle that you are looking for, you have come to the right place.”

Jessica’s blush grew even harder. He could have simply said ‘paddle’ without adding the dreaded ‘S’ word, she thought to herself. However, she tried to stay focused and on task. “Oh, great. We’re just looking for something fun, you know, something with a little zip to it to keep around the sorority house.”

With a reassuring smile, he gestured for Jessica to follow him up the last aisle against the back wall of the country store. Once they reached their destination, his arm swept like a matador, as if to showcase the ready-made shelf that was filled with various spanking paddles. “We have a wide variety here, from the playfully light ones all the way up to the more serious paddles.”

Jessica glanced at the array of paddles before her, scanning the shelf up and down. “You have so many choices, I wouldn’t even know where to start.”

The ever-knowing store owner simply smiled. “Allow me to offer you some advice. If you want a paddle that is both fun and gets the message across, you should probably try it out first.”

Jessica’s eyes appeared quizzical, like she was trying to digest the words he had just spoken. “How would I do that?” She asked innocently.

The store owner simply nodded, something that Jessica found rather strange. “Tell you what,” he said, “let me turn the door sign around and close the store for a little while, and I will show you.”

The unintuitive young woman simply followed along, unsure of what he meant. “Um, okay,” came her short response.

The store owner walked towards the front of the store, locked the entrance door, and then turned the door sign around from open to closed.

There was a wooden chair sitting at the end of the aisle, an item that Jessica had barely noticed when she was studying the array of paddles. Once the store owner returned, he picked up one of the small paddles and then took Jessica’s right arm by the wrist and led her to the end of the aisle. “Let’s give the paddle a test run, shall we? This will give you some idea about what you are considering purchasing.”

Disbelief swept over the young woman as the store owner sat down on the armless chair. Surely he wasn’t planning to spank her, was he?

The answer to that question came quickly. The store owner patted his jean-clad lap, looked the young miss dead in the eye, and then commandingly stated, “Over my lap you go.”

Jessica was caught like a deer in the headlights; she didn’t know what to do. She didn’t even know the guy’s name, and here he was telling her to bend over his lap like a naughty girl. Every instinct in her body told her to walk out of the store while flipping him the bird.

But she didn’t.

She had never even been spanked before, but somehow she knew the position that she was being ordered to adopt. Her heart was pounding, and as ridiculous as the request was, Jessica found herself bending right over the waiting lap, all the way over until her hands touched the floor. She had no earthly idea why she had done as he had requested, and her face burned from embarrassment as she lay there with her bottom sticking up high.

That embarrassment only increased when she felt his hand smack her bottom twice, before he had even addressed the reason that she was here today. With the chosen paddle in hand, he began talking.

“This is the spanking paddle that I recommend for your sorority. It is small and light, but it is more than adequate when it is applied to a naughty girl’s bottom.”

A look of shock appeared on Jessica’s face as she felt the paddle land smartly on the seat of her shorts. She yelped, but otherwise remained motionless. It landed again and again, with each swat radiating on the flesh below her clothing.

“Is this as effective as you were hoping it would be, young lady?”

He asked the question while still spanking away at the seat of her thin cotton shorts, something that was starting to make Jessica squirm a little bit as she gently yelped.

“Gosh, yes, this one has quite a sting to it.” She bravely replied.

“Good, I thought it might. However, I very much doubt that you bratty girls will be spanking each other over your shorts, will you? So, let’s get these shorts down so that you can really get a sense of what it feels like.”

It was such a presumptuous thing for him to say, and Jessica began to decline the offer. “I would rather you… oh boy. Seriously, I already have an idea what the paddle feels like.”

Her protests were short-lived. In fact, halfway through her reply, she had to change direction because her shorts were already being pulled over her thin pink nylon panties, finally resting at the hollow of her knees.

The store owner had ignored everything that the young woman had said, like her voice was an invisible silence in the room.

The store owner continued. “There’s no point doing things in half measures; if you want to know what a spanking paddle really feels like, the very least we can do is warm the seat of your panties for you.” As he said these words, he looked down at her slightly pink bottom and then added. “Of course, these tiny panties that you are wearing aren’t going to offer you any protection, are they? It’s unbelievable what you naughty girls wear as an excuse for underwear these days.”

Jessica’s mouth opened wide as he talked about her panties. She had only walked into the country store looking for a spanking paddle, but now she had the indignity of a man she didn’t even know talking to her about the skimpiness of her panties. Had she entered the twilight zone or something?

What was even worse, she could feel him plucking at the nylon material like he was picking cotton, and he even snapped the elastic against her bottom on either side. He followed this plucking and snapping by rubbing his hand over both of her bottom cheeks. The store owner was taking many liberties with his roaming hand.

Jessica didn’t have too much time to ponder this embarrassing situation, though, because in short order the stingy little paddle was bouncing up and down all over her nylon-clad cheeks.

Now she was really in the swing of things. She had hoped to find a paddle that was fun but that had some zip to it, and that was what he was showcasing. If any passerby had happened to gaze through the windows of the old country store at that moment, they would have seen a young woman bucking and writhing over the lap of an older man while he soundly applied a mean little paddle to the seat of a woefully thin pair of pink nylon panties.

It would have probably resembled a scene from the 1950s, where an angry store owner was giving his naughty niece a good paternal spanking.

The store owner’s plan had been to methodically showcase his wares. It wasn’t the longest spanking ever given, even if Jessica likely felt like someone was holding her bottom against an open log fire. Nope, a good 100 smacks, just to make sure that she fully understood the effectiveness of said paddle.

A broad smile appeared on his face as he applied the final touches to his demonstration. Her thin panties were now nothing more than a wisp of material bunched firmly at the top of her bottom. Her bottom was virtually bare, so she was getting the full effect as to what a spanking paddle felt like.

Jessica didn’t particularly like it too much, especially as she had never been spanked before. Her virgin spanking was a beauty. Jessica received a couple of dozen swats over her shorts, followed by a sound panty spanking that ended up being a bare-bottom spanking.

It came as a great relief to Jessica when that nasty little wooden devil stopped landing on her tender cheeks, yet the store owner acted as if it were an everyday occurrence that a young woman would come to his store for a good spanking. He even took the liberty of rubbing his hand all over her red bottom, and he even slapped his hand down on her burning cheeks a dozen times after he stopped rubbing them.

The gruff man finally released her after delivering two more firm swats, and then he said, “Okay, let’s talk about your brand-new spanking paddle, shall we?”

Jessica didn’t want to talk about the spanking paddle at all at the moment. She instinctively jumped up, reached behind her, and then, in the time-honored tradition, she began to furiously rub the seat of her well-spanked bottom, just like every well-spanked naughty girl before her had done.

Even fixing her panties seemed to be a mistake as the elastic seemed to drag over her burning flesh, and once they were in place, the thin nylon seemed to be acting as a thermal heat conductor, trapping the flaming flesh so that it continued to burn.

As she reached for her fallen shorts, she began to pull them up as she replied, “I don’t even know what to say.” A large wince on her face appeared as the shorts brushed up over her red bottom.

The smug-looking older man seemed particularly happy with his recently finished sales pitch. “My family has been making spanking paddles for decades, my dear, so we know exactly what people are looking for. You want something that can be fun but can also be used for discipline when it is needed. I think that the paddle I just spanked you with satisfies both of those categories, wouldn’t you agree?”

These weren’t exactly the words that Jessica wanted to hear. If he already knew the type of paddle that she was looking for, he could have just told her. He didn’t need to actually spank her if he knew the answer anyway. Her upbringing told her to be polite, though, even if she felt like dropping an f-bomb or two.

“I suppose it’s fine, but you didn’t have to actually spank me; I would have taken your word for it.”

Jessica’s reply was rather meek. She wanted to be polite, but she also wanted to share, at least, a little defiance in her response. Not that it mattered to the store owner regardless. The cocky man was very arrogant with his reply.

“Nonsense!” he smiled. “I wouldn’t be a salesman worth my weight if I didn’t give you a practical demonstration. Now you know exactly what you are buying.” He paused for a second. “Unless you wanted to try a different model to compare it to?”

“Hell fuck no” were the words swimming in her mind, but her spoken response came quickly and firmly. “No, this one is fine.”

“Very well, one traditional spanking paddle it is. Let me get a brand-new one from the back room and wrap it up for you.”

Jessica followed the store owner towards the counter, her right hand still planted firmly behind her, still rubbing the tender flesh beneath her shorts and panties. Her eyes followed him into the back room, daggers being shot into his back by the dozen.

When the store owner returned, he was carrying a neatly packaged paddle fresh out of the box. As he rang up the transaction, he went into his well-practiced professional pitch.

“As a local store, we don’t really offer a guarantee; however, if the paddle should break at any point and we determine that it was from the craftsmanship, then just come on back, and we can work something out.”

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A Good Start

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The new eBook has gotten off to a great start. I sold 9 copies since its launch, and on Kindle Unlimited the eBook has been read cover to cover 15 times. That does mean that it is 15 people, it could well be 30 people reading only half the book so far.  It is a good start, though, heading into the 4th day. DISCOVERING SPANKING – BONUS STORIES.

The next eBook is up to 4,500 words already, and I am hoping for a couple of thousand words today being that I am at home for the day.

The image today is a quick one. The play is “The More The Merrier.”

Unlucky For Some

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As you would have seen in my last post, eBook number 12 was uploaded and it went live on Thursday, you find the book here. DISCOVERING SPANKING – BONUS STORIES. In fact, if you click on the provided link above you will see a “READ SAMPLE” on the left-hand side, underneath the cover image. The read sample contains the first chapter of the first story, which is a short spanking story in its own right. So, go on over and read yourself a free spanking story.

Yesterday I started eBook number 13, which is a number that is unlucky for some. In my world it will mean unlucky for 6 women in 5 stories. Now what do you suppose might be the theme of my next eBook? You may find the clue below. The book cover has already been designed, that’s how far ahead of the game I am.

My spanking image today is brand-new, exclusive for you guys. It is a cartoon spanking, and underneath the cartoon is the original that I posted over on DeviantArt. Both of these images were created by me. I also added a different version of this cartoon on DeviantArt today. You can see that version RIGHT HERE.

eBook Number 12 Has Arrived

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It has been a good while since I last released a spanking eBook, but I am delighted to announce that eBook number 12 has arrived.

This eBook is the 4th in the Discovering Spanking series; it is a bonus stories edition. The title of the eBook is DISCOVERING SPANKING – BONUS STORIES.

The Discovering Spanking series is my most popular, so I wrote an additional book for a couple of reasons. First of all, if people like reading the eBooks, then why not add more of what readers like? The second reason is that these stories will close the series, and in a few weeks’ time I will release an Omnibus edition featuring all 4 books into one bumper eBook at a discount price. The details of the new eBook are below.

Just click on the image below to view the new eBook, or see the link at the bottom of the post. The usual details apply. If you have Kindle Unlimited, then you can read the book for free; otherwise, it is $2.99 (£1.99) to own.

The image below takes you to the Amazon USA site. If you are in the UK or anywhere else in the world, visit your local Amazon retailer and search for my author name; I am pretty easy to find.

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Book Summary

Discovering Spanking returns for the fourth time with five bonus stories of first-time spanking encounters. From a store owner testing out a paddle on a customer to a landlady who is less than impressed with her tenant’s revealing outfit. Birthday spankings, spanking machines, a sorority house, and even a public spanking—this eBook has it all.

All original stories are either M/F or F/F; one small scene is F/M.

Jessica’s Paddle: Jessica visits a country store because she has heard that they sell spanking paddles. She wants one for her sorority, but the store owner convinces her to test it out first. He spanks her, over her panties, no less. Jessica takes the new paddle back to the sorority. She demonstrates the paddle’s use on the freshman, Bonnie.

The Old School Uniform: Sandra has wanted to be spanked for the longest time. When her landlady makes some old-fashioned comments in general, Sandra buys herself a St. Trinian’s outfit. Mrs. Worthington is less than impressed with her revealing costume. Sandra’s first spanking proceeds, but it probably won’t be her last.

Liam and Lana: A young man from Ireland arrives in Texas. His budding love interest shares Texas traditions with him, and she even volunteers her mom to give him a birthday spanking. Her Texas mom is particularly thorough. Later that night, when they are both hanging out in the park, he gets his revenge on his girlfriend; only Lana gets spanked on her bare bottom in public.

A Sexy Birthday Spanking: Our birthday girl, Olivia, turns 21 today. She has teased her sexy older neighbor into giving her a birthday spanking. Olivia enjoys it so much that she shows her appreciation afterwards. He finally carries her up the stairs, hoisted over his shoulder, smacking her bottom along the way.

The Spanking Machine: Stephanie’s boyfriend has made a spanking machine for an online company. When he leaves for a business meeting, his girlfriend can’t help herself; she has to try it out. It hurt, far greater than she anticipated. That doesn’t prevent her friend Juliette from giving it a whirl as well.

All of the characters in this story are fictional, and all are over the age of 18. 

This eBook is approximately 27,000 words long.

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Windsor Wednesday Classic – 308

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After having taken a few months off, I am back to writing stories. Tomorrow, if all goes well, I will be releasing my 12th eBook. The new book contains 5 stories. As I am transparent, if you are a regular reader of this blog then it is only 4 new stories.

The last story in the eBook is a spanking machine story that I previously posted on this site. Obviously it went through an overhaul, but it is essentially the same story. The eBook is 27,000 words long, and the spanking machine story is 3,500 words long. So there is still 23,500 words of new material.

Two of the stories are complete rewrites, as in from start to finish, of two ideas that I previously wrote about. Each one is a brand-new story, though, as only the concept of the original idea remains.

More about that tomorrow, though, when I actually publish the book.

Today’s image inspired one of the new stories. A young lady wants to be spanked so she buys herself a St. Trinian’s outfit. Her landlady obliges when our heroine lies and says her mum would spank her if she saw her wearing the scandalous outfit.