Ants in Her Panties F/f By Mary L

Disclaimer: These spankings takes place in an alternate reality, where the spanking of naughty children and spouses is a common occurrence. In our reality I do not advocate or approve of the spanking of children or the non-consensual spanking of adults.

Ants in Her Panties F/f By Mary L

This is a short story about 4 year old Ashlyn Angelica and he mother Kristie. We’ll met her father and Aunt Kellie in another story. For now this story takes place in a little church in the Spanking Zone.

Ashlyn started misbehaving as soon as they arrived. As son as they entered she started running around then back of the church almost knocking down Mrs. Rogers, who is 87 and need a walker to get around. Kristie caught up with Ashlyn and after grabbing her left arm, she gave her daughters bottom a quick slap before heading to their seats.

I the pews Ashley would not sit still nor be very quiet. She would sit then stand then sit again. She would move from her Mommy’s left to right and back again. The laying down on the pew, When standing up, again. Sometimes she would say things in a loud voice. Despite Kristie’s frequent attempts to get Ashlyn to behave including two more bottom slaps, nothing seemed to be working.

Until now, Ashlyn’s behavior was just annoying and was not really disturbing the other church goers. It was now time to collect the offering and Ashlyn was just getting started. Kristie had bent down and whispered in her ear. “Ashlyn Angelica, you better behaving or you will be a very sorry little girl” The was punctuated with another bottom slap.

This time Ashlyn quickly stuck her tongue out and turned away and started to try to walk away. In doing so she bumped into Miss Thompson and knocked the collection basket out of her hand and all the envelopes and loose change went all over the floor and underneath the pews. By this time Ashlyn was almost at the aisle. The nearby parishioners let out a collective gasp and there were a few murmurs and a few giggles. Kristie was now very embarrassed and angry.

Kristie had enough. After a couple of steps, she caught up with Ashlyn and picked her up. She politely asked Mr. Burns if he would let them through and he quickly stepped aside. Ashlyn knew what was coming and she was kicking her little legs and flaying her little arms shouting “No, No, No” as her Mommy quickly carried her to the back of the church. Kristie was very embarrassed and her face was beet red and she felt all eyes were looking at them.

Kristie used her back to open the wooden doors to the sanctuary and sat down on the top of the steps that led to the doors that led outside. Since it was 18 degrees outside this was as good a place as any. The sounds of the organ, she thought, would drown out the sounds of the ensuing spanking.

She placed Ashlyn, who was still shouting “No, No, No,” face down across her lap and quickly lifted the hem of her daughter’s blue dress above her waist and pulled down her white tights and Hello Kitty panties to her daughter’s knees


Kristie’s, hand is big enough that each spank covered Ashlyn’s entire bottom. These were not the soft love taps Ashlyn received earlier. They were hard and soon Ashlyn’s bottom was as red has her Mommy’s face.

Ashlyn soon stopped shouting “NO, NO, NO” and was shouting “STOP, STOP, STOP”, but her shouts soon gave way to tears. She was kicking legs as fast and as wildly as she could and attempted to twist to avoid the spanks but Mommy held her so her bottom stayed in position.


Ashlyn thought the spanking would never stop, but it did. Kristie set Ashlyn on her feet and pulled up her panties and tights and adjusted them under her dress. She then tried to smooth the wrinkles over. Ashlyn buried her head in her Mommy’s chest and was sobbing profusely. Kristie cradled Ashlyn’s head against her chest and held her hands so she could not rub her bottom just yet.

When the sobbing subsided and Ashlyn stopped doing the spanking dance, “It’s is all over honey. I forgive you and I love you.”
Kristie let go of Ashlyn’s hands and hugged her tightly until she stopped crying.

“I love you Mommy.”

They returned to their seats and for the rest of the mass, Ashlyn lived up to her middle name.

Julie’s Angry Mother (F/f) by Mary L.

Disclaimer: These spankings takes place in an alternate reality, where the spanking of naughty children and spouses is a common occurrence. In our reality I do not advocate or approve of the spanking of children or the non-consensual spanking of adults.

I welcome all thoughts and comments. I apologize in advance for all spelling and grammatical errors.

Julie’s Angry Mother (F/f) by Mary L.

Twelve year old Julie Flowers and her friends were playing in the neighborhood park. As they were playing, they noticed it was getting hotter and hotter. That is usual for a mid-August morning.

They lost track of time, but that was fixed when the church bells started playing its special song. All the children thought the Good Lord was telling them it was time for lunch. In reality, it was only signaling that is was noon.

*** Rules, regulations and laws are all around us. Some are necessary to keep a society civilized and to keep the universe progressing in an orderly manner. When adults break the rules, they are subject to fines and/or imprisonment. When children break them they are subject to something else all together. Julie will soon find that out when she returned home. Which is located in a quiet section of the Spanking Zone. ***

Before going home to lunch, the girls agreed that they would spend the afternoon at the town swimming pool. On the five minute walk home all Julie was thing about was how to get the attention of Jim Wilson. A very handsome and well built lifeguard. Jim being 20 years old, in college and having a steady girlfriend were facts Julie ignored.

Arriving home, thoughts turned to lunch. As soon as she opened the back door she spotted her Mom. “Hi Mom.” Julie put one foot through the door. “What’s for … OUCH, MA.” Julie’s Mom wasted no time. Holding her right hand in a fist she grabbed Julie’s left ear and pinched it between her thumb and index finger and yanked her the rest of the way through the door.

Julie did not have time to finished her question. All she could think about was the intense pain in her ear as she was being pulled through the kitchen. “NO, Mommy, No.”

In no time Mrs. Flower’s was at the kitchen table, She pulled out a chair sat down and pulled Julie across her lap. Letting go of her middle child’s ear. She reached for hems of Julie’s shorts and yanked them down. Then grabbing the waistband of her panties they were soon pulled down

Julie was being pulled towards the kitchen table and she knew that was not good. She started to cry. When she saw a hairbrush on the table she started to cry louder. Before she could process this she found herself face down over her Mommy’s lap and was soon bared for a spanking.

Julie was soon horrified when she realized that the back door was still open and it was lunch time and that her brothers and sisters might be home. The last thing she wanted, other than a spanking, was an audience. She stopped yelling and grabbed the rungs of the kitchen table and waited.

“JULIE LOUISE FLOWERS … SPANK, SPANK, SPANK … there are rules in this house … SPANK, SPANK, SPANK” After taking the hairbrush off the table, The first six came straight down and very hard on the center of Julie’s bottom.

“OUCH” “AWW” “OWW” Julie tried her best to keep her reactions to a minimum

Convinced those six swats got Julie’s attention, Mrs. Flower’s started to scold her child.

“You are supposed to put your dirty clothes in the clothes hamper,” “JULIE LOUISE FLOWERS … SPANK, SPANK, SPANK … YOU DID NOT … SPANK, SPANK, SPANK”

“You are supposed to make your bed,” “JULIE LOUISE FLOWERS … SPANK, SPANK, SPANK … YOU DID NOT … SPANK, SPANK, SPANK”

“You are supposed to put your dishes in the sink or dishwasher,” “JULIE LOUISE FLOWERS … SPANK, SPANK, SPANK … YOU DID NOT … SPANK, SPANK, SPANK”

The hairbrush now landed at the tender junction where bottom met thigh and moved towards Julie’s head pushing her bottom cheeks upward towards her tailbone. The brush alternated between lest and right butt cheeks.

Julie was now crying loudly against her wishes and her legs were kicking. They would be swinging more except for the constrains put on her legs by her shorts and panties that were now around her knees.

Mrs Flower’s tossed the hairbrush on the table. She pulled up her daughter’s panties then her shorts and helped Julie to her feet. She looked at door connecting there kitchen with the play room and she heard the patter of little feet. Smiling she proceeded to finish making lunch. “Hamburger and macaroni, Julie.”

My neighbors humiliation.

By Hank Beemer

My slutty neighbor’s wife thinks he’s totally straight. Of course, she’s a stupid blonde. He leaves the blinds open so I can watch when he’s fucking her. Hey, she’s a trophy and I’d return the favor, so try not to judge.

But he likes getting kinky when she’s out with her friends, and he comes over for some ball busting and ass play. Ha, one time I even tied his balls to a doorknob and made him stand on his tiptoes while my cousin Sammie sucked his cock. Better yet, when he started to come, I slammed the door and made him scream like a bitch.

Then I made him stand there crying while she sucked my dick. But I don’t fuck him. I ain’t about that shit. I have a collection of dildos that I use to abuse him. And I make him beg me to shove them up his ass. Sometimes, Sammie’s sister Elena comes with her, and I let them gang bang him with strap ons.

One time, Elena made him eat her pussy while Sammie fucked him with a porn star dildo and I fucked her up the ass. Talk about a fucking pile up; that was a good one, even though Sammie said her ass hurt for days. I’m pretty sure she was lying, cause I know uncle Larry is tapping that shit. She’s eighteen and his stepdaughter, so it’s all good.

Would you believe this guy stood there for fifteen minutes while Sammie and Elena took turns kicking his balls? But that’s another story. I used a rubber glove and fisted his ass while they kicked. It was fun for all of us, even him.

Anyway, one day I was swatting his balls with a stick and I decided to make him beg me to fuck him. He did. He was all like, “Please fuck me, Master.” And I just kept swatting his balls and watching him cry. But he kept begging.

So I had Sammie jerk him off to a ruined orgasm. Then she rubbed the cum all over his asshole while I got the dildo, it was a porn star dildo that was huge. Only I didn’t know at that time he was an anal virgin. I made Sammie tie his mouth with a gag made out of her bra and I slammed it in.

Good thing he had the gag in cause he screamed. And I laughed and kept pounding it in until he fell on his stomach and tried to close his legs. So I drug him to the bathroom and tied him in a kneeling position over the toilet. I asked if he was going to be a good slut and he nodded. So I rammed it back in with no lube and he just took it all, still crying like a little bitch and I let Sammie stand over him and piss down his ass crack to lube him up.” When my arms got tired, I let Sammie strap on the dildo and she fucked him for like, an hour. Seriously. He took it up the ass for an hour.

Then I took him off the toilet and hogtied him on the bathroom floor. We got the duct tape and taped his eyes open so he could watch Sammie suck my dick. When I came, it was on the bathroom floor, and I made him lick it up.

I walked behind him and saw that his ass was a little bloody, so I told him I’d clean it up. I pissed in his ass crack while he was crying, squirming and licking my cum off the bathroom floor.

It’s good to have slutty neighbors. If you want, you can come over and fuck mine. He likes it now.