Spanking My Babygirl

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fuckyeahspanking: spankaway: A study of a single hard paddle...

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fuckyeahspanking:

spankaway:

A study of a single hard paddle stroke, first thing in the morning.

That. Is. Beautiful.

spankaway: Peeking at the damage.

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spankaway:

Peeking at the damage.

punishedwithdiapers: Ready for her spanking.

Sat, 06 Apr 2013 10:28:11 -0400

punishedwithdiapers:

Ready for her spanking.

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kinkystartshere: holdyourorgasm: “I like it when you hurt...

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 20:13:53 -0400

kinkystartshere:

holdyourorgasm:

“I like it when you hurt me.”

http://holdyourorgasm.tumblr.com/

Unf

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dominantlife: π

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dominantlife:

π

michaelrmasterson: Sometimes you have to use whatever implement...

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 18:01:02 -0400

michaelrmasterson:

Sometimes you have to use whatever implement you can find.

yourbadgrrl: No Regret “Your knickers—give them to me.” She...

Fri, 05 Apr 2013 17:55:05 -0400

yourbadgrrl:

No Regret

“Your knickers—give them to me.”

She thought she misheard him, and smiled back in disbelief. They were 15 minutes into their first “date.”

“What?”

“You heard me. I said, ‘Give them to me,’ love.” His eyes bore into hers, challenging her.

“Right here?”

“Yes, right here. Or would you prefer I take you over my lap and pull them off myself?” he purred.

She glared at him, but did as she was told.

He glanced down at them, then smirked.

“Soaked again, slut. I should pull you over my knee anyway!”

“You wouldn’t dare!” she hissed, a chill running down her spine.

And then he had her pushed against the bookcase, his hand under her skirt, his mouth against her ear. Her silky completely bare skin felt like liquid fire as his long fingers invaded her cunt, pressed menacingly against her clit.

“Is this what you need, little one? Do it. Right here. Cum for me,” he whispered in her ear, then bit her earlobe.

“Jesus—fuck!” she whimpered against his cheek, his three fingers pumping fast, thumb circling her clit, and she bit his neck as she came hard, grinding on his hand. In broad daylight. In a bookstore in Camdentown. With a man she barely knew.

He kissed her long but tenderly, pausing only to taste his fingers then offer them to her.

“So, American girl, have I scared you away…or do you want to find out what I have planned for you?”

She just stared at him, trying to take in everything that just happened. She knew she should run, but he was just too…tempting. This might be her only chance. And they both knew it.

So many emotions crossed her face. Then she slowly turned around in front of him, bent down and over, making sure he got a good look at her glistening pussy, then stood up again. She tried not to giggle.

“I believe you dropped these, Sir.” She dropped her sodden knickers in his coat pocket.

He grinned then kissed her cheek and took her arm. “Come, my dear,” he said leading her out of the bookstore and into the London night. “My car is this way. And I’ve a flogger at home that has your name on it…”

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