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Eventually, She has come to accept that i am a sissy, and has been a wonderful guide and teacher for me as i learn to improve, putting me into a chastity device, setting strict standards for me, helping me learn to sew and improve my domesticity. She knows that i am trying my hardest to be of value to Her. i know She would be better served sexually if She would take a real man as a bull and W/we have discussed this, but for now She is uninterested. Still, She isn’t above teasing me about what will happen when She does take a bull, the demeaning things that will be required of me. All the words looked so official, having been typed by the school secretary. And signed by her teacher in ‘Quink’ blue, fountain pen ink. This is a story version of one of the true real life spankings as told to me by a delightful lady who went to a Girls Grammer School and was kept in line at home by a slipper wielding mother, who used it on her daughters bare bottom… Often!
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The journey to the end of the day was like some heroic trek in a fantasy novel. Long and arduous. The lunch time collection of the ‘death sentence’ sent a cold shiver to her tummy. The words left the slip and ran amok in her brain. There before her the words threatened her bottom. Liz, but as Marianne continued, it was obvious that this was going to hurt. By the twentieth stinging spank, it wasI don’t know how long it lasted, many minutes I am sure. Eventually I lay exhausted over Marianne’s Karen took the note, her hand shaking slightly. She could feel the cheeks on her face flush. “No Mummy I do not have any homework tonight.” Spanking F/M, Wife Led Marriage (WLM), Domestic Discipline (DD), Wife Spanks Husband, In Front of Others
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Almost a minute passed, but it felt longer. Karen looked at her beautiful Mummy, the rounded body looked so cosy and even at this moment strangely comforting, her Mummy bear almost. She saw her Mummy looking at her bush, her hips, she could almost read the thoughts in her head…”My my, my little girl is a girl no more.” Her mummy, was at the very least, delighted! “Ohhh you clever girl Karen, you have made your Mummy so very proud. This Saturday, we are off to town you and I, we will go to Rushet’s Cafe on the High Street, and I’ll take you to your favourite bakers and get you a lovely cream cake to have after Sunday tea! Then my dear, we will go looking at uniforms and satchels. You are going to look lovely, you deserve the best….well done!”
dowdy dress she always wore way up revealing her heavy nylon-clad thighs. This younger woman held no attraction for me, Mummy was a perfect product of the 1950’s. A dutiful housewife who had kept an excellent house since the day she married. Sadly her husband was no longer around, but stoically, with a stiff upper lip and a gallon of fortitude, she had carried on running the house, her home, with pride. It was then that the recent thought of the normality beyond the house returned, and Mummy noticed the bedroom window open. It was a secret no more, the sound of this spanking would travel! In a strange way it encouraged Mummy. Who stopped.
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The spanking, that first one, was such a surprise. Her reason for giving me the spanking was because i hadn’t emptied the trash, but She had not asked me to empty it previously. In fact, She had cautioned me not to act too pussy whipped in front of Her Mom, who was staying with U/us. i always was told Her dominance was private and i needed to keep it that way. A s I indicated earlier, She was raised by parents that felt that marriage should be male led, so letting Her Mom see me doing chores would cause problems. Well, at least that’s what i thought. Karen felt aroused slightly, which made her feel even more of a naughty girl. But stood before Mummy as she scolded her was such a mixture of feelings. Her pubic hair had grown, it was now a delightful mixture of light fair hair with a hint of ginger, like her hair. The mirror of the dressing table was behind her, so Mummy could see her bottom, a bottom she was so proud of, like her new breasts, pert, and pleasingly plump. From the very first visit to the Girl’s Grammer School, it was made clear that corporal punishment was used. After a tour of the school looking at laboratories, home economic rooms and such like, the new girls were sat, with their Mums. At the end of the ‘Inroductory Speech’ by the Headmistress. It was made perfectly clear that corporal punishment was used to keep any naughty girl in line, and that parents had to sign a consent form to say that they agreed with the school’s Disciplinary Code of Conduct. This caused a mumbling stir in the Assembly Hall and the loins of many girls, as Mummy’s turned to whisper to their child.
Mrs.Weltwaay put the detention slips into envelopes at the end of the school day. Then with a stern face told them to go home. The day of the GREAT BIG SPANKING, She came home from work an hour after me, since i started 5 hours earlier, and She seemed unhappy. Then Her Mom complained about the trash being full, even though i had asked her if she needed anything an hour earlier. Wife confronted me as soon as Mom walked away, and I tried to explain to Her how i wasn’t at fault. When She marched me upstairs for a spanking, i kept thinking that i could explain myself, that She wouldn’t really hit me, because i still believed i had a right to an opinion. Mildred was walking by, the strains of the spanking symphony drifted through the window turning into a cocophony of sound, hard whups! and long, long howls of pain! She nodded satisfactorily. “Good old Mummy, keeping up the standards, that’ll teach her!” and a bit heavy, but with a pleasant manner and an engaging smile. I have had little interaction with her myself, This continued for what seemed to be many minutes. I was in real anguish, and while I did not quite
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