Spanking Shorts: Spanked on my Knickers

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I’m going to give you a taster of each of my little helpers – three with the cane, three with the slipper and three with the board.”“You can’t make me!” I protested, but with that she called Doreen into the room.

The stall holder sees you looking in the baited section, and turns. By now, you will be engrossed. “I have a lot more of….” She tells me of her childhood, her school days, and what she does now. We talk of spanking and her love of spanking pictures. Then she is confident enough to tell me her needs. As often happens she wants a slow, understanding, patient build up to going over my knee. She is very keen to try implements, she hopes I like her bottom etc etc, and says she trusts me already….how nice!When Spankmanuk first drew the series to our attention, he told us that Jimmy Jewel's character was always threatening his daughter, and that after some time he made good his threats, put her across his knee and spanked her with a hairbrush. Now she had a vehicle for her pride. She had always been proud of her daughter, a bright intelligent daughter. Not many from the village had got into Grammer School in recent years. She knew that a lot of her peers in the W.I. Would be saying that very night…”I hear Karen got into Grammer school, she deserves it, her Mummy will be so proud.” Wash them carefully using that toilet soap so they smell nice and fresh, remember not to wring them just squeeze the water out after you have rinsed all the soap away with clean cold water. Then they can be hung outside on the line to drip dry,” my Aunty told me, “and be sure to pay special attention to the gussets and make sure they are properly clean.”

Sir John tells us, in very enjoyable detail, that the spanking scene happens right at the start of the second episode of the series, that Roberta Rex lies across his knee herself for other purposes (rather than being put there for a spanking), and that Jewel seizes the opportunity to spank her with his hand. Really?” she asked. “Well I never, what a good idea,” and she looked approvingly down at the front of my underpants. “Well, he seems to be stiffening in his nice, white underpants again, but I suppose he should get off home now.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. Suddenly I almost jumped out of my skin and my heart stopped as the bedroom door opened, and there in the doorway staring at me, was my mother, with my sister Sally peering right behind her! I could only nod and hang my head in shame at this. I did not think Sheila would have told her mother about such intimate things we did. The Vicar at Saint Hugh’s Church used her as an example many times. “If you are not sure what to do, go and see her, she’ll have probably done it before, she’s marvellous!” Sally and I lived in a sort of truce most of the time, with a battle likely to break out at any minute, while our mum tried to keep the peace. However, Sally was a clever girl and eventually went to college to get a degree. She also had inherited Mum’s fastidious attitude to hygiene, washed her hands frequently, and she bathed far more frequently than was necessary in my view! She also changed her clothes frequently, especially her underwear. This was to my advantage as she put her discarded underclothing in the laundry basket in the bathroom.