As I am closing in on $5,000 in earnings from eBook sales in the last 14 months, and as I seem to be riding a solo journey on this blog, I just as well fill out another of my promotion pages today. I’m about $70 short of the $5K.

P.S. I also have to pay 15.3% in SSI and Medicaid taxes on every penny I earn as a self-employed author, so take that into account. That’s on top of my regular taxes.

I’ve already completed the DISCOVERING SPANKING 4-book set, but I still have to create 9 more pages for the other books. Today I am going to focus on my first eBook, 3 SPANKED GIRLS.

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Chapter 1: Amanda’s Birthday Spanking

Today was Amanda Carter’s 21st birthday, and it was a day that would be very special to her. Birthdays normally come and go and are soon forgotten about, but this was one birthday that Amanda would never forget.

The morning had come and gone, Amanda had arisen nice and early and was soon enjoying a lovely shower. As she dressed, a smile came to her face, as only it could when somebody had a birthday. Breakfast with the family was a joyous affair, and she got to open her presents soon after. Mostly they were items she had requested, so there was very little in the way of a surprise, though of course she was delighted with the new gadgets that she received.

Her day had already been planned, she was going to go to her friend Julie’s house, and later on in the afternoon they were meeting up with the rest of their little group, for a day out at the mall. Amanda wasn’t totally happy about the mall trip, being that she was not exactly the cool kid amongst the group, she wanted the day to be about herself, but she also knew that Elizabeth would command all of the attention, and would somehow bring the day around to being about her. Amanda tried to shake off any negative thoughts, though, because until the afternoon, the day was about her, and she joyfully made the trek over to Julie’s house.

When she arrived at the Rogers’ household, it wasn’t long before she was in Julie’s room, opening what she considered to be her best gift of the day. The gift itself was under no circumstances the most expensive gift she had received that day, nor was it a complete surprise, but she loved Julie dearly, and just the fact that it had come from her made the present very special indeed. In fact, the wrapping itself must have taken her half an hour to do, so much so that she didn’t even really want to ruin it by opening it.

Open it she did though, and the new hello kitty shirt couldn’t wait a single day to be worn. She quickly took off her white blouse and put the hello kitty shirt on, tucking it carefully into her short light blue flared skirt. Heck, even the colors matched as if she already knew what skirt to wear that day, and of course she knew what Julie was getting her.

Soon enough, it was time to get a bite to eat, and the girls headed downstairs. When they stepped into the kitchen they were met by Julie’s dad. Immediately, Amanda began to play with her hair, her crush on him more than obvious now than it had ever been to anyone watching. When he asked them what they were up to today, Julie told him how it was Amanda’s birthday and that she was treating her to a day out. Mr. Rogers’ smiled at the blushing girl and said that he hoped that she would have a wonderful birthday, but then totally took her off guard when he asked her, “Did you get your birthday spanking already?”

Amanda’s face could not have gotten any redder than it was the moment he said that. Why couldn’t he have asked her that when the two of them were alone, she would have been over his lap, with her panties down around her knees, in a nanosecond if he had. Her face wasn’t red with embarrassment at the indignation of his suggestion, it was red from the embarrassment that she would have secretly loved a spanking from Mr. Rogers.

There was this one time, about a year ago, when Mr. Rogers had playfully threatened her with a spanking, and while it wasn’t carried out, Amanda would be lying if she said that she hadn’t thought about it long and hard afterward.

Despite her blushing, she at least managed a cheeky response, perhaps with a secret long shot hope that maybe she would get a spanking. “Not yet Mr. Rogers, but the day is still young.”

Julie giggled at this playful exchange between her father and her best friend, and said, “Perhaps you should spank her daddy?”

Trying not to be obvious, Amanda slapped her friend on the arm, “Julie, you just stop, your daddy wouldn’t dare spank me.”

Perhaps sensing that Amanda was being a little coy, Mr. Rogers pulled out a kitchen chair, then sat down.

“Oh I wouldn’t, eh, then why don’t you come over here and find out whether I would spank you or not.”

A rush of excitement swept through Amanda’s body. Had it not been for Julie being present, she would have practically flown over his lap, but with Julie there she wasn’t giving up so easily.

Turning to her friend, she said, “Now look what you’ve done, maybe you should be the one getting the spanking.”

Julie replied, “It isn’t my birthday, is it Daddy?”

To which her father responded, “No darling, only Amanda has a birthday today.”

Amanda scrunched her nose up and got a little closer to Mr. Rogers, “Fine, whatever.” she said, “Just don’t spank me too hard.”

“And how old are we today?”

Oh boy, such a tough question. Amanda’s head tilted from side to side, as her mouth moved as if she was trying to say something. In her mind she was pondering, ‘can I get away with saying I am 260’? Obviously she couldn’t, but she could add a little sass to her demeanor.

“I’m 21,” she replied, “You know, so I’m clearly old enough to know right from wrong.”

Mr. Rogers reached out his right hand and took Amanda by her hands, and moved her next to him, “So, that is 21 spanks, plus one for luck, and one to grow on.”

Amanda pressed her thighs against his and smiled sexily at him. Mr. Rogers smiled back and placed his hand on her lower back, then guided her over his knees. Amanda felt totally vulnerable, bent over like that with her bottom sticking up high, and she quickly reached back to make sure her skirt had stayed down. Mr. Rogers watched her display and waited for her to put her hands back in front of her, then as quick as a flash, he whipped the skirt all the way up. Amanda jumped, and her hand flew back once more, first to grab the skirt that was now on her back, and then to place her hand on her panties.

Julie jumped for joy, “Ooh, Daddy’s going to spank you on your panties.”

Amanda scorned her laughing friend, “You are going to get such a spanking from me later, mark my words.”

Mr. Rogers comfortably took Amanda’s hand and held it by her side. He looked down at her little bottom now encased by a tiny pair of white nylon panties, the tone of which almost matched her skin color, and he patted it firmly half a dozen times.

Looking at his daughter, he said, “Look at your little friend here, bent over my knees like a naughty little girl with her bottom sticking up in the air. It seems to me she has been needing a spanking for a while now.”

Julie laughed once more, “Oh yes daddy, spank her good, she really deserves it.”

Amanda gave her friend the evil eye once more, feeling the warmth of Mr. Rogers palm resting on her bottom. She wondered whether all these pats were the actual birthday spanks or not, as he patted her bottom several more times, her mind switching between embarrassment and excitement. One thing was for sure, he was certainly taking his sweet little time over the proceedings. Even Julie was wondering what the delay was, as she eagerly awaited the spanking of her friend.

Of course, it is not every day that the best friend of your daughter is bent over your lap, with her sexy panties on display. Why would he rush such a delectable scenario?

Mr. Rogers studied the target beneath him and picked his spot. He raised his hand a foot from the target and brought it down firmly on her right cheek.

Amanda jumped at the impact and emitted a vocal sound from her mouth, quickly followed by, “What the hell was that? That stung.”

Mr. Rogers smiled and repeated the measure with five more steady spanks, alternating butt cheeks as he did so to the bucking woman beneath him. Amanda had scrunched her face up, the spanks were a lot harder than she thought they were going to be, though at the same time, she would have been disappointed had they not been hard enough for her to feel them.

As Mr. Rogers had paused during the spanking, and as the warm glow started to build in Amanda’s bottom, she looked over her shoulder and said, “I thought I said not to spank me hard.”

Mr. Rogers caught a faint glimpse of the smile on her face and replied, “I can spank you a lot harder if you want me to.”

Amanda laughed in response, “No, no, it’s okay, we’re good.”

Now in a teasing mode, Mr. Rogers quickly snapped the hem of her underwear and said, “Perhaps if you wore more sensible panties, you would have a bit more protection back here.”

“They are sensible, it’s not like I am wearing a thong or anything,” she replied, then reached back to prevent them from riding up any further. “Besides, you have no right to even be looking at my panties, that’s totally uncalled-for.”

“Well, they are very pretty.” Mr. Rogers added, and he patted her bum several more times.

Amanda looked over her shoulder and looked straight at Mr. Rogers, “Look, can we just stop talking about my panties and get on with the spanking already?”

Mr. Rogers smiled and replied, “As you wish, my dear,” and he delivered six more solid rapid spanks to the upturned bottom. Amanda bucked and twisted at each swat, thinking how fruitless it was to try and straighten her panties as they rose once more.

“How many is that?” he asked.

Amanda was incredulous, “Probably about sixty by now.”

“No, that was twelve, and this is thirteen, and fourteen, and fifteen, and sixteen.”

Mr. Rogers was spanking firmer than before, and he watched with delight as each cheek started to glow. Aiming at the bottom part of her cheeks, he landed one more to each cheek, before delivering the last three right across the center of her bottom.

He then announced, “One to grow on,” and delivered a real stinger to her left cheek, and finally, one for luck, as he did the same to the right cheek.

Amanda quickly got up and started to rub the seat of her panties as she walked back to Julie. Mr. Rogers grinned and thought to himself, ‘For a young lady who was so concerned about me seeing her panties, she sure is showing them a lot now’.

As Julie laughed, both girls headed out of the kitchen. Once at the door, Amanda looked behind her and smiled towards Mr. Rogers. Amanda didn’t stop rubbing her bottom for five minutes afterwards, and both girls studied her pink bottom for quite a while longer. Before long the birthday spanking was forgotten about and the girls talked about their day ahead, though not both of them had totally forgotten about the birthday spanking, it played over and over in Amanda’s mind. Yes, it did sting an awful lot, but Amanda loved every minute of it. Within the hour, the girls headed back downstairs to leave for the day, but before they left, Julie said she was going to get them some water to take with them.

For a brief minute Amanda was alone with Mr. Rogers in the living room. He smiled at the blushing girl and asked, “How is your bottom?”

Amanda just grinned back and replied, “It’s tingling, but it is a nice feeling.” Then she winked at him.

Mr. Rogers enjoyed the sass and replied, “You really must be a naughty girl then.”

To which Amanda responded, “I guess you were right, I have been needing a spanking for a while now.”

As she said this, Julie came back in, and soon the girls headed towards the door. While Julie went through, Amanda looked back at Mr. Rogers and flipped her skirt up with both hands. “Thank you for the birthday spanking, Mr. Rogers,” she said, as she headed out of the door with a big grin on her face.

This is only chapter one of a 33,000-word collection of short stories. There are 5 stories that make up the eBook. CLICK HERE TO VIEW THE BOOK.