Christmas Spanking Tales Box Set

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Brigitte scolded, stepping closer to get the bowl of cookies and pull it out of the reach of the two brats. While Liesl was busy “enjoying” her Christmas Eve with Krampus, the child-napping, bottom-whapping goat demon, her cousin, little red-headed, red-bottomed Gretchen was quietly laying on her bed, in her drop-seat pajamas. Two weeks before Christmas day, and she’d consumed each day’s worth of chocolate nugget until the twenty-second. Adult spanking and discipline stories, to be exact, so if you are not interested in that sort of thing or are not old enough to be viewing adult content, scram! Etsy’s 100% renewable electricity commitment includes the electricity used by the data centres that host Etsy.

Watching frozen" I said pointing to the tv trying to lie but my face turned red so it didn't really work. With her drop-seat appropriately dropped down, and a pillow propping her seat up, Gretchen was now a picture of obedience. One moment, she’d a couple in her mouth, the next she’d wolfed down ten days’ worth of chocolate treats. By the time all the Christmas presents were opened, Gretchen had wept with despair, asking if there wasn’t just one present for her under the tree!

Allison was mentally prepared, it didn’t come as a surprise, and on a “normal” day she would’ve just enjoyed the road trip, busying herself with picking the right soundtrack, staring out of the window or chatting with her wife about this and that, sharing thoughts and gossip on what they had missed of each other and their friends during the busy week. The sticky tape curled and once again, the fourteenth of December unveiled the picture of the elf hidden behind the door. Gretchen smiled sleepily as she dreamed of Santa Claus, and Mutter, and Vater lovingly spanking her before drawing her into a hug and sitting her down for Christmas presents. But when it was time for Christmas presents, Mutter placed a wooden stool near the tree and pointed for Gretchen to sit with the rest of her siblings. Gertrude wasn’t planning to spank Gretchen all Christmas Day, of course, but the stains from the stolen jam all over Gretchen’s pajamas were a reminder that Gretchen needed a strict reminder of how to behave if she didn’t want Krampus to kidnap her.

Gretchen rolled onto her back, trying to remove the temptation to rub, but the second her bottom touched the surface of the bed, Gretchen’s eyes went wide and she rolled back onto her stomach desperately. Mutter Gertrude entered just in time to catch a glimpse of Gretchen’s hands flying into place and made a mental note. Read more about the condition New: An item that is still in its original shrink wrap from the manufacturer and the original manufacturer’s seal (if applicable) has not been removed. With a glance down her own back, Gretchen shifted her weight from one cheek to the other, before the sight of her first Christmas present helped her forget her misfortunes. Nevertheless, Gertrude behaved herself like a proper Christmas angel as her mother delivered 100 crisp hand spanks, with no more lecturing needed.Gertrude finished rolling up her sleeves, flexing her muscular arms made strong from years of spanking good exercise. Not before I’ve had some fun with you,” Sydney shot back at her girlfriend, wriggling her brows with such a naughty twinkle in her light blue eyes that her friend Ryan grimaced and hit her with a pillow. While it was true that she didn’t enjoy spanking her daughter, Gertrude certainly took pride in a job well done. Even in a little kingdom like Ardor, there was enough demand to support “the world’s oldest profession,” and a selection of other vices. The magnificently indefinable Asylum Street Spankers stand as one of America's most distinctive groups.

On Christmas day, after breakfast had been made, gifts exchanged, and we’d wished our other partners a Merry Christmas, Dex and I were lounging on the couch with a Christmas special on, when his hand trailed below the blanket and gripped my ass. Wonderful circles of his smooth palm and the pain, the heat, merged across her ass, easing the hot spots. Getting caught rubbing a freshly spanked bottom, a bottom that was supposed to be awaiting a second spanking before bed, risked getting a third spanking.

Honestly, love, I hope you have had a fair share of cookies yourself, because I’m not planning to let you sleep anytime soon. Additionally, switchings are supposed to be carried out until the number of switches assigned to the punishment break apart. Gretchen climbed out of bed and kneeled, her head bowed against her mattress, her hands folded in prayer. By using the Web site, you confirm that you have read, understood, and agreed to be bound by the Terms and Conditions.