I knew she would see me. Good night, Aunt Peggy, I said. I told her one weekend awhile ago of my desire to be spanked. Right across that tight little fanny of yours. I was sweating too - not sure why. Aunt Paula pushed my t-shirt up my back and centered my bottom over her lap.
Naughty Aunt Gets A Spanking
With that, she went upstairs and left me to daydream a bit over breakfast. Well I guess if I was in need of correction I would call upon Val to discipline me, she is well versed in administering discipline and is mature enough to take me in control. And then she walked away to her bedroom. After about 35 very hard strokes Sara stopped spanking Robert who remained in position his backside almost crimson in color at this point crying openly now. We're close now, and talk every few days about everything, including our frustrations with our jobs and various romantic entanglements.
STORY: Cindy "regresses" to highschool - Spanking Scouts
I'm sorry, I'm sooo sorry! Every time she shifted in the seat her face twisted in pain, her panties were still laying on the floor in the living room. Mary gave me a questioning look as I did this. What the hell, I thought, I told her of my panty fetish the same weekend — I just went for it. Sunday, August 06, My Aunt.
But she at least had little Jenny coming to keep her company. I asked, glad that Aunt Peggy knew nothing about my desires. Her big palm would slap my bottom over and over while she would adjust her lap and comment on the way my bottom bloomed under her hand. I have yet another pen-pal named timmy. The thought of standing there while Emma and the grinning teacher prepare my punishment pass gives me butterflies in my tummy, but it's a terrific turn-on too!