Caned Schoolgirl
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Janie was so relieved that Evan had come back, but he was still very angry. The stress and the punishments, had also, taken their toll on her.
When Evan gave her permission to get up, off of her knees, in the corner, she was grateful. She didn't even care, when he tossed her a pillow and a blanket and told her she could sleep in the corner. At that point, she wasn't concerned about where she slept. She was still in alot of pain. Dylan had whipped her, severely with the belt. She knew her behavior was terrible. She did feel bad about cutting Evan's eye. She, however, also felt like he was being overdramatic about it. She was bruised and covered with welts, from his crop and Dylan's belt and he expected HER to feel sorry for HIM. She was regretful of her behavior, but not terribly sympathetic, to his little scratch.

She wasn't sure, that they could mend their relationship. She resented him, ever since she found out about his “night out”, and part of her, still wondered if she could trust him. All the acting out she'd done, stemmed from that. She had fallen in love with him, almost at first sight. She was clinging to that memory of love, but she feared it might be gone, already. She wanted to go back to how she felt, before he'd hurt her. She just couldn't seem to get there. Janie was too tired to think about it, anymore. She closed her eyes and she was gone, into a dark, restless sleep.

Evan watched television, trying to calm himself, so that he could sleep. He thought, Janie would see how serious he was, when he tossed the pillow and blanket to her. He'd planned to bring her to bed, after a little while, but much to his amazement, she fallen to sleep, not ten minutes later. She did have a rough day, but he was shocked that she didn't wait up, so she could apologize and at least try and make amends.

He wasn't sure she was even sorry, for what she'd done. She really had a nasty temper, for such a beautiful girl. He did love her, but she left much to be desired, as a prospective bride.
How could this mess be resolved? He couldn't see a solution. He finally gave up and shut the problems, from his thoughts. He'd have to see what tomorrow would bring. He considered carrying her to bed, so they could start the day on a better note, but he didn't feel like it. Let her sleep in the corner, he thought. Maybe she would start her day, reflecting on her outrageous actions.

Janie awoke, chilly and in pain. She shivered, alone in the corner. The events of the past days, played through her head. Somehow, her brain had processed a lot of what had transpired and why. She needed to have a very frank discussion with Evan, outside of this “training exercise”. This morning, she had clarity. Janie felt like, perhaps, there was nothing left worth saving. They had pushed each other to their breaking point, and what had once held them together, had shattered in the process. She couldn't find her way back to him, this way. All of this indoctrination, was driving then further and further apart. She didn't really feel his love for her, anymore. When her Daddy punished her, she still felt his love. She felt Evan had abandoned her. Yes, she had hoped he'd return and she did want Dylan to step in, but she'd been so upset over it all, last night. Afraid that it was all her fault, scared of disappointing her Daddy. Now she saw things differently.

She wasn't upset with Dylan. He had done what he did, to try and help her He had brought Evan back. But, now Janie thought, why had he left in the first place? A man didn't run when things got tough! Didn't he love her? She'd lost respect for him. Did she love him and could she marry him? Was it all just a fairy tale?! She cried.. because it was all in bits, her dreams of a wedding, a family, a future.

She looked like a broken doll, discarded in the corner. Her pretty hair, in tangles, her face stained with tears! The fluffy tail was crushed and dirty, and her body, cold and battered.
She cried into the pillow, great heaving sobs of sorrow. Finally, she was letting it go, her failure, disappointment, the rage. She had thought she'd screamed it out before, but here it was again, pouring out of her, once again.

Evan heard her stirring. He had gone to sleep, full of bitterness and anger. He'd been drinking yesterday. The fog began to clear, as he heard her heartbreak, from the corner. Oh God, He'd left her there, alone. He was ashamed. How could they come back from this? He had stumbled through the process, right from the start. He was too concerned impressing everyone, to put her first.

Well, he had to start somewhere. He sat up in bed, rubbed his eyes and saw his princess, in ruins. The cold light of day was a glaring spotlight, on all the ways, he had screwed it up.
If David could see his daughter now, he'd wring his neck. He'd given him the most beautiful, perfect, happy, delightful​ girl he'd ever set eyes on and in a relatively short time, alone with him, she lay in shambles, on the floor! He'd wanted to blame David’s interference on Janie's behavior, but the truth was, he'd failed, all on his own. He'd put on this show of strength for everybody else. Strength?! Brutally was more like! He had completely failed her.

Evan went to her, and whispered, “Husssssh, baby, I'm so sorry.” He lifted her up and carried her to the bed. He sat down and cradled her in his arms. “I've made such a mess of everything, Janie. I wanted, so badly, to live up to everyone's expectations, that I let down the only person that really mattered to me…. You.”

Janie lifted her eyes, and saw tears in his eyes. For the first time in weeks, she saw his love. This was the handsome tutor, she'd fallen for, so hard. He'd come back to her, just when she had lost all hope. Was she dreaming? He put her in the soft bed, and brought a cool cloth to wash her face and a drink to wet her lips. She closed her eyes and rested, though she was not quite asleep.

Evan saw her grow quiet, and assumed she was asleep. He had to fix this. He gathered his courage to stand up to her father. He might be about to bring his world crashing down, but this couldn't go on. He picked up the phone.

“David, it's Evan. I have to talk to you about Janie. This thing we're doing, it's not working. We're going to lose her. It's all been too much for her. She's not herself. I want to just spend some time with her, reminding her, why we fell in love. All of that, has been lost in the process. I love her, David, and this is hurting her, not helping her. You'll have to trust me. She can't comply, if her heart isn't in it.”

“I see, I think I'd better come and get her. She should see a Dr.. She should be home, with
me.” David said, decisively.

“With all due respect, David. She's going to be my wife and I've tried it your way. Please, let me take care of her, for a few days, on my own. There's a Dr. here, if she needs one. I'll keep you updated and Dylan's here. If I can't do this, David, the match will be broken. I have to restore her faith in me and I've made some big mistakes, along the way. You know, yourself, submission must be given willingly. I've been trying to force the issue and it's had the opposite effect.”

“Well, I don't know, Evan… Alright, I guess it can't hurt to try. I feel like I'm not close enough to judge, where her head is, so I'm going to trust you. Don't mess it up, Evan.”

“I won't, David. But not because you said so. I need to make it right, or I'm going to lose her, and that's the last thing on earth I want. I'll phone you in a few days. Sooner, if it goes badly. Thank you, Sir. Yes, I'll take good care of her. I'll touch base soon. Goodbye, Sir.”

Janie couldn't believe her ears. Evan had stood up to her Father!! He'd as much as said he'd been wrong, to force her into this training thing, when she'd been so upset. Not, just her Daddy, but the Lodge elders! Her Father would have a fight on his hands. What would the Counsel say about it? She guessed her Daddy, would tell them to go pound salt. He wouldn't take orders from anyone, when it came to his daughter. She felt so much better. The two men who loved her the most, had stood up for her. As Evan put down the phone. Janie sat up weakly, and looked at Evan.

“You do love me, after all.”, she cried.

“Of course I do, Janie. It's going to be alright. You'll see. Now let's get you into the tub. Now, please can you behave yourself? I can't take another day like yesterday. I'm exhausted!”

“I'm going to be the best girl, in the whole world, Evan.” She threw her arms around him and kissed him. Not since the Midsummer Fair, had her heart been so full of love.

“Let's get you looking presentable, Janie. It's time I put a ring on that finger. Let's make our engagement official. We're going shopping!”. Evan picked her up and twirled her around. We're going to start again, you and I, and this time we going to get it right.

83 views · 14 hours ago

It's been just over a year since I joined here and started reawakening my hiding inner spanko. So much has happened since then. Wow.

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Kik me at time99909 for spanking instructions.

Kara Prepare Yourself
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I saw this quiz on another site and thought it would be fun to try, my results were right on target. Check it out!

My results!!!

== Results from ==
98% Submissive
97% Brat
86% Vanilla
78% Rope bunny
56% Masochist
51% Slave
48% Experimentalist
38% Primal (Prey)
37% Pet
32% Boy/Girl
6% Ageplayer
6% Degradee
3% Non-monogamist
1% Primal (Hunter)
1% Exhibitionist
1% Voyeur
1% Daddy/Mommy
0% Rigger
0% Dominant
0% Degrader
0% Owner
0% Master/Mistress
0% Sadist
0% Switch

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I'm sorry that I've had to take a little break... My eyes needed a rest, but hopefully I'll be back on schedule tomorrow. Thank you for your patience. Xojanie

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Been browsing on SpankingTube for many years, never really signed in or knew about the community on here. I usually use fet or pleasespankme to find like minded friends. Please feel free to message me if your in the seattle area and want to learn more about me. My fet name is gentlemanstatus


244 views · 1 days ago

after havin a few people encouraging me.. I just may have to give fetlife another shot...

Kara Prepare Yourself
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Pardon me? What was that again?

please don’t hurt me… mmmh… let me see.

What am I supposed to do? Cuddle you till you cry bloody murder?
Yeah, right.

You spankees’re all like: “I hate the paddle, I hate that dreadful spoon, yadyadyada…”

Well then, fine. No spankings anymore. But then what?
So I’m taking the riding crop to remove all the spider webs from corners of my living room, stirring the soup with the rug beater and use the wooden spoon for planting flowers, painting the paddle red and direct the traffic. With the hair brush I can give my shoes some good polish.

Of course, I could do all that but you know what’s better?


[i]"spank me but please don't hurt me"…[/i]
sounds like “wash me but please don’t make me wet”

Guys, you need to make up your minds!

Infinity / Missy

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I went to the gym today. Its been 6 days since I went last. I was dying to go. I missed it so much. I had some major stress to work through. So after I worked on my stomach and arms I put on my head phones and got on the bike. I just closed my eyes and tuned everyone out. It was nice. Lord my legs were screaming at me but I pushed through. I did 30 minutes so I am pretty happy with that. But maybe next time I can do more. I really want to get on the elliptical because I hear it burns some major calories but that thing scares the shit out of me!!! Lol so not ready for that. I have a feeling I will end up on my butt.

But anyway I will be back there on Friday. Lets pray I can move in the morning. Lol not so sure.

Happy spanks,

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Nothing new here since I've been so good since my last spanking two weeks ago! Isn't being good so boring though?!

Kara Prepare Yourself
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I wonder am I brave enough? What if the weather changes and there is a sudden and violent gust of wind?

Last weekend my Sir paid me a visit and spanked me for voting for Jeremy and his Labour Party. On Saturday,as another form of punishment, I had to endure two hours on the Mall watching the Queens Birthday celebrations,my feet are still in agony! Sir was outraged when I confessed to him that I have no interest whatsoever in the Queen or the royal family,I think having royalty is outdated and a huge unnecessary expense. Sir says I should be sent to the Tower,but then decided to take matters into his own hands and once we got home I was spanked with his belt and had to say 'God Save The Queen' after every stroke. Mean Sir!

BTW sticking your tongue out as the Queen passes is not nice!LOL.

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Just getting tattoo recoloured, just on the skin of the bottom and bit of the black outline has come off.
Plus get Mike the tattoo artist to draw the tattoo over scar so he can price it up.

165 views · 2 days ago's the only thing that keeps me hangin' on

just wanted to share some of my play list
rock on Spankos, rock on

Kara Prepare Yourself
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Please check out my latest release from Blushing Books, The Wedding Lingerie.



“I want you to do something for me, okay? For the rest of these swats. Can you do that?”
She frowned, suspicious of the tone in his voice. “What is it?” She turned to peer over one shoulder, angling sharply so she could see the mischievous glint in his eye as he grinned at her and explained what he wanted.
“I want you to put your little hands down between your legs, into your secret place. And while I spank you, I want you to pleasure yourself. I want to watch you rub your clit while I spank you until you cum.”
Christina felt herself gaping but she couldn’t quite make her mouth close. She stared at her husband so long that her neck began to hurt from the angle it took to look at him. “You want me to… masturbate?”
“I want you to pleasure yourself while I’m spanking you. It’s a little different than jacking off all alone in a dark room somewhere,” he corrected. Then he shrugged. “But then again, we’ve already established what a naughty little thing you are and how badly you need to be punished, so is it really such a stretch of the imagination that I might have found you masturbating, decided to spank you for your deviant behavior, only to discover that the spanking only further turned you on?”

Finally, with a sigh, she wordlessly stepped up to the desk, bent over at the waist and rested her forearms on the work surface.
Within a second, the back of the deplorably short uniform skirt was whisked up and laid on her back, revealing the miniscule, black, silk thong she was wearing.
‘Professor Reinmiller’ whistled behind her. “Miss Whitaker! I thought I was shocked by your total disregard for dress code policy regarding uniform skirt length and blouse tightness! But this absolutely takes the cake! These are not regulation white panties! Are they, Miss Whitaker?”
Christina couldn’t help but snicker. He sounded so funny, between the way he kept calling her ‘Miss Whitaker,’ and how he was referring to the absurdity of her sexy schoolgirl outfit now.
“Did you just laugh at me, young lady?”
“No! No, Sir.” Giggle.
“Yes, you did. This is not a funny matter, miss. I can see I have my work cut out for me with you. Oh yes, I do. At least, these panties will make spanking you nice and easy, considering I won’t even have to tug them down over your hips to properly discipline you. Still, I am very disappointed. Now, you just wait right there, with your naughty backside up in the air like that, while I go and find something appropriate to paddle you with. Don’t you move.”
It felt rather sexy to lay there, her breasts pressed flat against the desk, her hands grabbing it on one side, her bottom pushed out, nearly naked and waiting. She was obviously ready for a man to come and make good use of her – whether for sex or a good spanking or for both was still to be seen, but her position was clear that one or the other was coming and very soon. The knowledge made her legs tremble and her clit twitch.
When the ‘professor’ returned, he had a ruler in his hand. It was a regular twelve-inch ruler, but Christina knew it well and she knew it was thick and hard.

“Touch yourself. Your bottom. Your breasts. For me. While you stand there.”
She turned back to the crevice of the walls with a small, secretive smile. She said not a word, but she very slowly brought her hands to her bottom and cupped her warm cheeks, gently kneading the abused flesh, even lightly scratching it.
“Yeah, baby, just like that,” Brian encouraged.
Christina’s hands gradually moved from her bottom down her legs; she bent completely in half at the waist and stroked first one leg, then the other, from thigh down to toes.
Behind her, Brian whistled, long and low. “You’re quite a picture right now, just beautiful. The sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my whole life.”
She took her time teasing him; he’d asked for it, after all. When she stood back up, it was time for her to turn around and face the room… the perfect time to tease him by touching her front.
Of course, it was much harder to do than her bottom and legs had been. But she took a deep breath, met her husband’s heated gaze, and laid her hands on her breasts.
She heard his soft intake of breath, and a lopsided smile tugged at her lips.
She cupped her breasts, pushing the mounds of flesh together, tweaking the nipples gently into hard pebbles. She bent her neck low and pressed a kiss onto each little knoll.
Then she raked her hands leisurely down from her breasts, over her tummy, to the junction of her thighs. With a wink in her husband’s direction, she very slowly began to rub herself, watching her husband, as he watched her.
“Don’t cum,” he told her.
Her eyebrows rose. “Says who?”
“Says me. Don’t you cum. Not without me, this time. You hear me?”
“You’re the one who wanted me to do this over here in the corner!”
“Yeah, I know. And now I’m the one telling you, you are not to cum without me.”

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here I been planning to go to the concert on THIS thurs the 22nd.. a lil worried bout getting up at 3am for work...goin to the concert that night n not getting home til midnight or later.. n getting back up for work on Fri at 3am................freakin thing isn't til NEXT month.. JULY 22nd on a Sat.......... I think I was blonde in another lifetime hahaha

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"I'm sorry that my ass hurt your hand."

You poor baby would you like an ice pack? No its not like my ass isn't on fire. Its not like I don't feel like a thousand bee's are stinging me right now. But okay you just sit there and complain about your hand while I go and squelch the fire of hades.

A little help would of been nice...

I have always felt like I was on the shit end of the stick being the spankee. Now don't get me wrong I love it. I wouldn't want to be a Dom at all. But really when God made us spankee's it would of been nice if he granted us with a little more pain tolerance. I kinda feel like his little joke. For once I would love to give you spankers a work out. Let you sweat for a bit. Like Kaylee from Realspankings. OMG that girl is awesome! She won't even flinch most of the time. Lol Kaylee's butt 1000 Spankers 0. Muhahahahaha!!! I don't know how she does it though Michael Masterson can really spank.

Oh my did my bottom break your paddle? Awww how sad. Can't you tell I'm just so broken up about it. Yes of course I will go get u a new one right now. Right after my brat tunnel gets built so I am far away from it...

Please sometimes you spankers complain more than us spankee's. Passing out the pacifiers ASAP! hehe.

Happy Spanks

Kara Prepare Yourself
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The sound of the buckle being undone. The sound of the leather being pulled from the loops.........fear-----anticipation-----chills

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