For a moment, Caleb simply stared, wondering how it was possible for a young woman with the face of an angel to have a mouth on her like a drunken mule-skinner.

“I won’t have you using language like that,” he warned, rather pompously. “Can you at least try to remember that it’s still the Sabbath, and that you’re a young lady?”

Hannah stared back at him for a moment, and then threw her head back and laughed heartily.

“A young lady? Well, la-di-da! If that ain’t the stupidest, goddamned pile of horseshit I ever heard, I’ll be…”

Hannah never got the chance to finish what promised to be one of her more elaborate and lengthy obscenities because the Reverend Kendall had finally had enough.

The Easter Egg Disaster
By OTKRomance

“Hon!” Evan’s voice shouting down the stairs scared me half out of my pants. This thought brought a bubble of near-hysterical laughter out of my throat as I realized that was exactly what was bound to happen if I didn’t find those damn eggs! “The kids are ready for a kiss goodnight.”

Well, of course. That was all he was calling me about. He wasn’t calling me upstairs to report for punishment.

Well, not yet, anyway.

And not by starting off with “Hon!”

Easter Island
By Katrina

She got undressed with a big pit of anger in her stomach.  This wasn’t good.  She was still too mad to acquiesce.  Ugh.  And she would have to.  Or he would spank her into next week.

She folded her clothes and placed them on the bed knowing that if she tossed them, he would just make her pick them up.  She went to the corner that was her corner and tried not to think about how vulnerable she looked, with her naked ass sticking out as she rested her head into the jointure of walls.

She heard him enter the bedroom and wanted to dive under the bed when she heard his sigh.

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His Truck is written by a new spanking story author, Yaya. This story is very well written and is a classic domestic discipline story. I’m not sure whether this wife told the truth about the truck to her husband because she is so well behaved, or maybe the author was just limited on story length because it was Fantasy Friday. It’s sort of refreshing to see a naughty wife tell the truth right away and not try to hide her mistake which will always lead to more spanking. Oh wait, we like that part too. Either way, we all want the story to get right to the good parts. And she sure does. I enjoyed the story, and John reminded me a lot of my husband.

I think I’ve said this before, but I enjoy the pictures that PK chooses to go with the stories nearly as much as the stories. She’s got 3 in this story that complement it very well, and I bet 2 of them will appeal to the spanko in you, too.

I’d love to see more stories from Yaya. I hope she continues to write. Visit New Beginnings and read, His Truck.

*** New Author! ***
Business Proposal
Chapter One
By Jessica Wallace

Restlessly, Matt interjected. “Let’s not forget that we’ll be
evaluating the elimination of a number of jobs in the Marketing and
Business Development departments. This is a decision the company, and
Charlene and I take very seriously. Both projects have merit, and
they would both mean a number of jobs would no longer be needed. This
group is tasked with assessing each initiative and recommending a
course of action.”

With a dismissive wave toward Matt, Charlene stepped in. “Thank you
for the clarification, Matt; I think we should start by reviewing the
initial proposals.”

Matt shot a placating smile at Charlene. “Yes, I agree, Charlene.
I’ve put together a summary of the computer system proposal.” As he
spoke, he tried not to think about how annoyed he was with her. She
could be so patronizing and self-involved! It’s too bad she’s a
colleague, he thought. He had a sure fire cure for insolent young
ladies. He smirked as he pictured himself pulling her over his knee
for a lesson in manners.
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*** New Author! ***
Snogging Games
Chapter One
By M.D. Johnson

Ellen smiled conspiratorially at Anne. “You have to be able to give
up control to the man and just be sensual. That dominance play is
very sexy.”

“You have three things missing in that play scenario, Ellen.” Anne
wiggled her finger like a mother at her friend’s nose. “One, I enjoy
being in control, so finding the moment when I’m being passive is
going to be elusive. Maybe when I’ve been crying or concentrating on
helping my lover. Two, I don’t want my lover to ask me because I’m
not going to just allow it to happen. He’s going to have to want to
brand me as his mate for life when he does it because I’m not going
to let twenty-five different guys pull my panties off. And lastly,
number three… the sex better be as good as you say, or I’m coming
back to you to demand a full refund of my advice money.”

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*** New Author! ***
The County
By Cordelia

“Oh! Frank! That was great! You protected my honor! You’re my hero!”
cried Maggie. She thought her husband was so brave…

“I told you to shut up!” Frank said sternly. “What were you
thinking!?! You could have been hurt! For the love of God! You act
like you’re only five years old! And you’re gonna be treated like
that! Go back home and bare that butt of yours! Nose to the wall!
Now!”

Maggie left running and crying. None of his workers said a word. Not
even James. That meant she was in a lot of trouble.

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The Challenge
Chapter Two
By Robin Smith

“I don’t care at the moment.”

“I think it looks like a key to one of those lockers like they have at
the airport.”

“Could be. Hurry up.”

“Keep your hair on, honey. Sheesh.” She hunkered down and went to
work on the lock. “If I’d known you were this much of a wet blanket,
I’d never have married you.”

“And, if I’d known you were this cavalier about getting me sent to
prison, I’d have made it my responsibility to spank you much more
often. In fact, as soon as we get home, I think I’d better make a
little time for my hand to make your acquaintance. ”

The Sanders Center for Couples:
Lucy and Tom
Chapter Ten
By Nattie

I rolled my eyes. “That’s not what I meant.”

They just kind of looked at me.

Rick walked over to me. “Stand up and turn around,” he said,
absently, like he’d done it a million times, which he probably had,
come to think of it. “This is for your language.” I flushed.
Although we’d all been spanked by the staff, I hadn’t been spanked by
Rick since that little swat on Monday. “Hold up your dress,” he
ordered, after I’d stood up and turned my backside to him.

Speeding Towards a Spanking
By Michelle Carlyle

While she knew he didn’t enjoy hurting her, he certainly enjoyed
exercising his power over her. The man was a power-hungry hardass. He
Who Must Be Obeyed. He’d warned her the first time she’d gone out with
him, what kind of a man he was. She just hadn’t thought he meant it.
Everyday it became clearer that he’d told her the truth. Zane was an
immovable force. Mr. Rules. When it came to his edicts, he had no
sense of humor and saw her indiscretions in black and white. She was
wrong, he was right. End of story.

She had to admit, however, her life was much less scary since he came
into it. She didn’t find herself clinging four hundred feet above the
city streets by just her numb fingers. She hadn’t almost died from a
stunt since she’d been with him. His “edicts” had kept her alive and
safe. Damn it. Why didn’t she have any self-control?

She pushed her jeans over her hips.

“Down to the ankles, girl,” he ordered.

Wedding Planning Blues
By Kis Lee

Frank glared at her. “Are you mocking me?”

“No. I mean…” She recognized that tone of voice. It meant that he was
close to spanking her.

“I don’t think you want to do that right now,” he said quietly. “Why
don’t you act like a grown up for a change and tell me what really
happened? I want to hear it in your own words.”

Before she could say anything else, she felt herself being pulled
across the couch. She landed on Frank’s lap with her face on the
sofa’s armrest. She jumped when she felt her skirt being pulled up.

*** NEW AUTHOR! ***
Drunken With Desire
By Armande Arkuj

He wanted her to feel bad just like he had. She needed to feel the
pain. This wasn’t revenge. This was punishment for being stupid, for
being rude, and for not respecting the only man who had ever loved
her. She deserved it.

He brought her down gently, not out of any care for her, but just so
that she didn’t seriously hurt herself. She immediately began
thrashing. He was too strong for her, though, and all she managed to
do was make herself look weak.

He sat down and brought her over his lap. “You deserve this, Michelle,
and trust me, you brought it on yourself.”

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Memento Mori
By Zen Mackie

Susan had no idea why she found being spanked and punished so
incredibly erotic. Or maybe she did. She knew for certain that being
occasionally sent off to work with a freshly spanked bottom still
tingling beneath the skirt of her immaculate uniform—and often nothing
else because of it—kept her in a sensual daze for hours. Alone in her
office, she would sometimes stand behind her chair and lean over it to
reach her computer keyboard, relishing the feel of her skirt, as it
stretched across her, by now, nearly always tender behind.

And, after another long day of having to prove, as she so often did,
that she was as tough and resilient and smart as the men around her,
it was such an incredible relief to come home and completely let down
her guard. To be where she knew she was loved, cherished… and
occasionally treated like a naughty little girl.

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