Spanked Schoolgirl
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Oh dear, you've lost count.....we'll just have to start all over again ....

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"Now come on, I think you need to wash your bottom, the toys need a wash, then you can come and have some fun." He told me, taking my gag off, I headed to the bathroom. It took a lot of washing to clean most of the blood away and wash the CPS and cane. I did most of my bum but decided I needed a shower to get myself really clean.
Heading back to the bedroom, Master told me to get up on the bed, head down again, but he wanted my bottom facing him. He squirted lube on my butt hole then inserted a new toy. This was a black dildo that pumped up or down, depending what size you wanted. It was good for stretching me. He inserted it into my bottom, and started pumping it up. I felt myself get fuller and fuller, until it became painful. He started pumping and grinding my ass, letting the air out and pumping it up again. This felt weird, I don't know if it will be nice when I'm used to it. I was still crying from my punishment, so having my ass pumped hard felt like my insides were getting punished now. He pushed the dildo into my pussy then, pumping it harder and bigger until I cried out, I felt like I was being ripped apart. Holding the dildo just inside me, he took the biggest dildo we have and pushed it into my ass, turning the vibrator on, then pumped the other one up, I've never felt so full, painfully full. And this feeling of the dildo being pumped up then having the air released was just strange. After a while, Master released the black dildo, but put the bigger dildo up my pussy instead. Holding it deep inside, the vibrator tingling my insides but I was still too upset to enjoy any of it.
I then felt something very big getting pushed up my ass, it felt huge. I cried out and tried moving away but with one hand free he held my hip.
"This is your new plug." He told me as I cried out some more. My sphincter protested a lot as Master pushed it slowly past the ring of muscle, "OOWWWWWWW." I screeched as I felt it slide past and delve deeper into my bum. When it finally reached the correct position, Master giggled it about a bit, ensuring I thoroughly felt it. Then he pushed the dildo in. "OOOWWWWWW," I said as the dildo went as far as it could go, the pain was just too much. I collapsed onto the bed, crying again as Master ground into my pussy.
"Are you not enjoying your rough play today Serf ? You like it rough don't you ?" He said as I managed to whisper yes.
But this wasn't a nice rough play session, not today. I felt too emotional, too guilty and just too sore to think about anything else.
He scraped his nails over my cheeks, making me jump and flinch, the dildo and plug still inside me. The he bit my cheek, just once, over my sore spot. I nearly jumped through the roof, and heard him chuckling, Then the plug popped out and I felt the dildo move out a bit too.
"Have you just pushed your plug out ?" G asked, he was no longer Master at this point, but I shook my head, slowly he slipped the dildo out and I felt a rush of relief. He rubbed the head over my clit, rolling it from side to side, this felt nice and I felt myself start to relax now. G slipped his fingers inside my pussy, even though I was still crying a bit, I was obviously turned on by the amount of wetness that glistened over my pussy. Pounding my pussy with his fingers felt so much nicer, yet I couldn;t bring myself to come. I think I was physically drained, exhausted.
G stopped then, I think he knew I had enough. "Right come on, I think your Master deserves some attention now."
He unfastened his jeans, pulled them and his boxer shorts down to his ankles, his hard cock stood to attention.
I knew his balls must be full as I hadn't given him a blowjob for a couple of days.
I lovingly licked his cock, nibbled his head and shaft, then lowered my mouth down letting his cock touch the back of my throat. Leaving it there as I knew G loved being so deep, I sucked and played around with my tongue. I heard him groan, deeper and deeper, he sighed and fisted my hair, keeping my head there. G started thrusting his cock deeper down my throat, I occasionally managed to push his cock to the side of my mouth, only for a second, enough to get my breath back, before I slipped his cock into my mouth and down to my throat once more.
"I'm ready Serf, get ready for my cum, let it squirt down your throat." G muttered. "Ready Serf, I'm cumming."
Suddenly his cum exploded down my throat, making me gag and heave but I stayed where I was, swallowing when I could so I didn't loose any of his gift. I knew he would be cross with me if that happened.
Slowly G stopped thrusting and let out a big sigh, I cleaned up his cock to ensure he was clean once more, Then carefully I stood up and Kissed G, my Master whom I love so much.
It was then I took a look at my bum, I never took photos as I wouldn't be able to upload them, but there was still a lot of blood dried up over my legs. I smiled then, Yes I deserved that spanking and I needed it too.
Hopefully now I will be Master's good little Serf once more.
I cleaned up the dildos, tidied everything away and went for a much needed shower.
So that was my night last night, it's taken me most of the day to write this out, but I like to tell my story truthfully.

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After doing the sketch yesterday, Master sent me a message whilst he was on the train.
The sketch is not factual. He said. You don't wear high heels and you were not wearing stockings.
I told him, the majority of the sketch was factual.
Well, it's not, it's 80% factual. He replied.
Oh for fluffs sake, it's mostly true so 98% if you're being picky. I said back to him.
Stop arguing, if I say it's not factual, it's not. If you wore flat slipper pumps and bare legs it would be factual. I knew he was getting pissed off.
Oh my God, whatever. I said. I think it is.
I think you need to learn your place, you need another reminder." He told me, I shut up then.
I then asked if there was anything he would like me to do today.
Yes, be good, no arguing and complete your chores, ticking them off, so I know you've done them. He said.

The day went okay, then just as I was thinking of going to bed for a snooze G messaged to say he was on his way home, so I couldn't go to bed as I would be picking him up in half an hour.
He spent the afternoon washing his car, I wrote more of my novel, then E messaged for a lift home. So G went to pick him up. I ordered a takeaway, E said he would get something himself, by the time they came home, the takeaway was delivered. So we sat and ate dinner.
E had only been home 15 minutes when we heard the hairdryer going, usually an indicator he was going out to see his "special friend", he insists she's not his girlfriend, some may say she's his friend with benefits, his fuck buddy.
G said, "As it seems E is going out, you can get a spanking for your arguing today, I'm fed up of it. Why you change when you don't have your daily spanking I don't know. You can enjoy one of your piss pops first." He smirked, I glared.

The piss pops was a new idea of his, added to punishments. He pee'd into ice pop moulds, adding a little orange squash then froze them. These moulds I bought for ice pops for my pussy or ass, as they were a good dildo shape, I had thrown the lid with the handles away, so G used plastic knives as the handle. I suppose I will buy some other ice pop moulds for piss pops now.

Anyway, 5 minutes later E walks downstairs, clothes changed, hair perfectly styled with the lush smell of his aftershave. I know I'm biased, but he really is one good looking fella, very broad shoulders like his Dad, very strong but carrying a few extra pounds, a factor from our genes in both sides of the family, he's average height but huge feet, size 13, he has never really struggled with acne but he does spend nearly an hour in the shower, twice a day.

Off he went on his bike, and G stood up to get the piss pop. He wrapped the plastic knife handle with kitchen roll and handed it to me, plus giving me a bowl to catch the drips, sitting down he waited until I started the eat my pop. I continued to write my novel, avoiding the popsicle until G told me to put my chrome book down and eat it. I started licking it and it seemed very salty, so I used the side of my tongue to lick it, G was getting frustrated telling me to eat it properly. I continued my side licking.
"Right throw it out, you're putting no effort in eating it." G said getting cross with me.
"I'm eating it, what do you want me to do, put the whole thing in my mouth and eat it." I aid.
"Yes, like you would if it was a Magnum ice lolly." He told me.
Feeling guilty, I shoved the thing in my mouth and started sucking it, licking it, crunching bits off and eating them. I got half way through when G said, "Now you can throw it out, as you've made the effort to eat it."
"Thank you." I said. "You can go upstairs and have your spanking now. Come on." He ordered.

Once in the bedroom, Master told me to take my skirt off and get on the bed, I grabbed the cushion and put my head down on the pillow, the cushion was under my chest, but I use that to grab hold off during the spanking. Bottom high up, legs open a little. I heard G in the toy drawer but had no idea what he was picking. Until..........
THWACK, I screamed in my pillow, starting to stand up.
"GET DOWN NOW, DO AS YOU'RE TOLD." Master ordered.
Another THWACK, the pain, the internal bruising I felt already told me he was using his favourite CPS.
And I don't think he's ever hit so hard as he did then.
I screamed into the pillow again, "Would you like your gag, so you can bite down on that." He asked.
Trying to speak, I nodded. "Yes please Master.
I sat up whilst Master found it and tied it tightly around my head.
"Right back down, do you want your legs in the harness or will you stay still ?" Master asked.
I shook my head, unable to form proper words. I got back in position.
Master started over again, hard whacks, taking my breath away, but screamed still into my gag and pillow.
He was not happy with my behaviour and expected a change or this will happen daily.
After 5 swats, I sat up a little to get my breath back, Master allowed this, as long as I went back into position quickly. Another 5 swats, tears were falling, snot and slobber over the pillow, a quick rest then back again.
Over and over this happened, continuing his lecture on behaving. I tried to answer his questions with the gag in my mouth, this was hard to focus on words to say when I was crying hysterically.
He put the CPS down and thought yes, it's over. But no.
The high impact cane came out and he wasn't going softly today. He was determined to make his point across.
The cane struck my backside over and over, I cried into the pillow and felt my bum was moving away from him, he grabbed my hips and told me to stay in position, he didn't want to strike my tattoo and it would be my fault if he did that as I was moving. So I focused on staying still.
The cane went up and down, strike after strike, he ensured my sit spot was covered too.

"Am I getting my point across, Serf. You do as I tell you, not just what you want." He stated, I nodded in my pillow.
Dropping the cane he took the CPS again.
The following strikes were the worst I've ever felt. It felt like the skin was being torn off my bum, and internally I felt so bruised, I think that actually felt the worst. By now I could feel something dripping down my legs, I knew it was blood, I could feel sprays of something falling onto my legs so I wasn't surprised the whacks have opened up the 2 spots that always bleed. I was hysterical now, crying, trying to breath,I knew slobber was drooling off the gag, I was in a terrible state. Master stopped, dropping the CPS. He watched me for a minute or two, then said "Come here and have a hug."
But I couldn't move, I couldn't do anything other than cry. A few minutes later he called me over again. And I managed to crawl on the bed and fell into his arms. Where I continued to cry hysterically.
"You know why I had to do this don't you, you know you need this too. I don't like punishing you, but you push your luck sometimes. I love you and I just want you to be the best you can be." I nodded into his shoulder at every question but found after each nod, made me feel so guilty which made me cry even more. But Master stayed hugging me until I had calmed down.

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89 views · 1 days ago

1.20000 cell phone cameras.nobody got a single photo or clip of any dead bodys.nore any footage ......something real bloody special. Exsplosions have smoke but no sprinkler system went off nobody was wet.not even a firer alarm.no firer alarm sound plenty of smoke &no sprinklers water nodead bodys on film people all over the world you can check youtube film post grousum shit.just not at that incedent i find these things very suspiciouse

100 views · 1 days ago

Why are some Dom's so confusing? I'm starting to feel very used.

125 views · 1 days ago

HELP! I need some way to stop biting my nails. Daddy always gets mad at me when I bite them. I don't know why he's making such a big deal about it :( But I love him sooooooooooo much so I'm gonna try and stop....even if it's hard!

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97 views · 1 days ago

I have finally accepted the over 400 friend requests that I have received. Thank you all for your patience. I would love to spank all of the individuals that I have accepted. Hit me up when you are ready. I am so due for someone to spank, @ All of my number one Michaels.

111 views · 1 days ago

I am bored I actually miss school.

210 views · 1 days ago

i would like to take this moment to send prayers n let all my UK friends ( n non friends) know i am thinkin of u... i am so sorry for u havin to go thru this ordeal.... as usual i suck at the right thing to say but my prayers n thoughts r with u ( HUGS)

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153 views · 1 days ago

I live in Manchester, UK last night there was a bomb at Manchester Arena where Ariana Grande was playing. The bomb went off at the end of her concert. 22 people has died and 59 people injured but some of them are critically. So please pray for the people who lost there lives and who are injured.

145 views · 1 days ago

Hello all!

I'm currently in a marriage where my partner is very vanilla. But I know I need to be disciplined for my laziness, messiness, rudeness, and many more infractions.

I have come here for help. I am a faithful wife but still need strict discipline. So I've decided to ask for help here. I will make videos of me disciplining myself each week per any directions I receive on this blog post.

Implements I have: Wooden spoons, bath brush, rubber paddle, riding crop, leather belt, flogger, switch, and other household items.

Thank you for reading.

106 views · 2 days ago

I'll start wearing men's underpants when panties stop making my bottom look this good

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136 views · 2 days ago

I'm all for caning as a consensual activity between adults, but publicly caning men just for being gay is awful.
Fucking religious zealots of all persuasions!

74 views · 2 days ago

Here am I, an accredited masochist, but with a contradictory addition to my non-bucket list. I DON'T want to go to Las Cruces, New Mexico, to experience the hottest chillies in the world. Thanks for the suggestion, Globe and Mail, but no thanks.

66 views · 2 days ago

Last weekend Jen and I travelled to Co.Wexford to a beautiful old house in the middle of the countryside for our meeting with the Circle. It had been decided that this time everyone would dress in Ancient Roman dress;basically Jen and I had wrapped bed sheets around us and used a few brightly coloured ribbons. Us ladies out numbered the guys this time round. There was six of us ladies and only four guys,so the chances of a coup de -tat was very high. It was a great weekend,one for us adults who like to dress up and a partake in some correction. The Emperor played by Sir D sentenced us poor ladies to each receive a mild flogging for laughing,uncontrollably I might add,at him when we saw him dressed as a Roman Emperor.


Sir D as the Emperor Spankabottomus!

We had so much fun and the best thing was we were so secluded in the house Miss C had chosen for us.After us ladies were flogged we were set the task of cleaning the house under the watchful eyes of the Our Gentleman Friend,Mr.F and Mr,K, who saw it fit to dish out spankings when their authority was challenged. However our little get togethers is not all about spanking,we like to cook and had some good food and even better wine and we sat outside and enjoyed the mild weather.Just as well no one came calling or they would have been met with a very strange sight indeed. Now sometimes it doesn't take a whole lot to make me want to spank someone so while preparing some pizza Miss C decided it would be a good idea to throw some salami at me. I immediately complained to the Emperor who gave me permission to spank Miss C in full view of all those in attendance.Miss C can be very cheeky and actually had the Gaul,pardon the pun,to suggest that I could not spank her any harder. I saw this as a challenge and within a few minutes I had Miss C struggling over my knee and wishing she could recant what she had said.I was deafened to her pleas and continued the spanking until the Emperor decided Miss C had enough. Jen received a spanking from the Emperor himself for winding him up about the Punic Wars,must admit that was my idea,but Jen kept her mouth shout. Alas,there was no sign of Hannibal so us ladies decided to take things into our own hands and depose the Emperor and his three Pretorians on Saturday evening. A fight took place in which Mr.F was mecilessly flogged by all six of us ladies. The Emperor and his remaining two Pretorians were eventually captured and tormented with threats of bare bottom spankings,our Gentleman Friend did receive 6 of the best. Eventually our exertions got the better of us and it was decided to have a little symposium and consume good food and wine,although Sir D had a Guinness. All in all we had a lot of fun,but our next meeting will be much more sober;a vote was taken to keep the dressing up part going so next time it is going to be school uniforms all round,term begins in three weeks time back in Co.Wexford and staying at that beautiful old house.

Have a great week my friends.

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62 views · 2 days ago

I really need to remember Master reads my blogs, and acts on them too.
Going upstairs to give the cat her dinner, Master said, "What are you doing now ?"
I said, "I'm going to the loo then going back downstairs."
"Right well you can get into the bedroom instead." He gently pushed me into the room, and pushed me over the bed, hitching my skirt up over my bottom.
"I understand from your blog that you knew I wasn't happy with your attitude this morning, you knew you spoke disrespectfully, and that you would be in trouble for it." He spoke firmly, getting the Giant Devil Paddle out of the drawer.
He started firm but not mega hard, hitting one cheek then the other then across both, finally across my sit spot, over and over again.
"This is what happens when you don't have you're morning spanking, why did you speak to me so disrespectfully ?"
"I was really tired, you know I've been up most nights with the dogs." I said.
"Is that any excuse to take it out on me ? Is it ? Didn't you go to bed early last night ? But instead of sleeping you watched TV." Master lectured me.
"I watched a little, but I was asleep before 9 PM. I shouldn't take it out on you, I'm sorry." I managed to stumble out, whilst getting this spanking, my bottom was now feeling it much more, it was burning hot and each hit felt like a sharp hard slap. I think by him going slightly more gentle is actually worse as the pain builds up more intensely.
But he continued whacking my ass, if I tried to stand up he pushed me back down with the paddle.
"Do not move again, or I will just start again." He ordered.
Putting the paddle back, he brought out the High Impact Cane.
Swiping my butt from side to side, this cane doesn't take much to have you begging for mercy.
And I don't beg Master to stop very often, but today after the paddling, my ass was on fire.
"Ok Ok Ok, I'm sorry, I shouldn't take it out on you." I begged him to stop and stood up.
"Back into position, I don't care if you're sorry now you're getting punished for it, you just shouldn't do it at all. How many spankings have you had because of this ?" Master asked me.
"I don't know, lots but I'm sorry." I cried out, as I balled up the sheets in my hands to stop me from standing up again.
"I'm sorry, what ?" He asked, his voice getting sterner.
"Master, I'm sorry Master." I begged him to stop.
After God knows how many strokes I had he stopped.
"Stand up and look at your bottom. Do you want this every day ?" He asked.
"No Master I don't." I said quietly.
"Well behave and don't give me attitude again. Understand ?" Master told me.
"Yes Master." As he came and hugged me, telling me to continue what I was doing.

A short time later, we were downstairs, it was near to my bedtime when G asked me something and I snapped back at him.
"Eeerrrmmmm what did you say ? I hope there was no attitude then. Do you want a repeat of your spanking because we can right now before you go to bed, do you ?" Mastered ordered.
"No Master, I don't want a repeat, I'm sorry." I quickly told him.
Then started to tidy up ready for bed, before I could say anything else to get me in trouble.

But one thing is certain, when I don't get my morning spanking every day, I act up, become disrespectful and bratty.
I guess Ii need it to keep me in line.

84 views · 2 days ago

After much soul searching and a few let downs I have decided to take the awful decision to dabble in SELF SPANKING. In recent days I have began to look at my hairbrush in a new light and have come very close to grasping it firmly and giving myself some slaps. Is this the action of a desperate young lady? So far I have fought against the urge to use my hairbrush on myself,but I feel I am going to snap!

HEY YOU PUT MY DIARY DOWN.

73 views · 2 days ago

Let's have those knickers down, its high time you had your bare bottom smacked ...

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98 views · 2 days ago

So recently I acquired an online Dom. Well it lasted like 2 days and now he's not my Dom well kinda. We are still talking and he's still punishing me. Sigh its all very complicated. Anyway today I got punished and he saw me on cam. Oh huge step for me...

He had me paddle the crap out of my left cheek. Its still sooooo sore. But he felt that I learned my lesson which I did so he didn't make me paddle my right side. And while that's a good thing in a way I feel so out of balance. I am literally half baked. I have never been half spanked before. So now I either have to be bad and pray he just attacks my right side or I have to be good until my left side feels better and OMG what are the chances of that????

But all in all the lesson was learned and he's a good Dom. I shall over look this...

hugs

43 views · 2 days ago

Hey all new to the site, love group spankings and m/f disc spankings. Looking for anyone in Va into spanking

Shadownlane