Me: A Naughty One

I am an ordinary spanko girl, a wanna be rock star. A girl who plows through life at breakneck speeds armed only with her cape, a girl who never cries when she falls down.

Once quoted: "Now that's enough to make any spanko swoon!"

Him: The Professor

He is a high socked, strict, very swoony and academically inclined, adult male authority figure with a passion for administering hard but caring spankings to bright, creative, and impulsive naughty girls that need to learn discipline.

Once quoted: "I determine fair, Young Lady"

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    Professor, what kind of masochist am I?

    Little One,

    After some brief thought, "Approval Masochist" is the best I have come up with. You seek approval from me like another masochist seeks pain ("Pain Masochist", or another seeks humilation ("Humiliation Masochist"). The categories are not exclusive. That is some S&M types tend to be "Pain and Humilation". You are "Approval and Pain".

    - Your Professor

    Sunday, October 09, 2005

    An Insatiable Spankee's Ultimate Fantasy

    "Come on in."

    She looks up as the door opens and he is there, standing in the doorway, his face expressionless, watching her as she wraps her arms around herself, her body withering slightly.

    "Jeans off please."

    Stepping into the room, he closes the door behind him and locks it, the soft clicking sound causing her to start.

    A blush rises to her cheeks and she stares at the faded blue carpet while unzipping her Levis with trembling fingers, exposing a tiny triangular glimpse of her pink satin panties. Slipping her thumbs in the waistband of her jeans, she stops to glance up at him, her eyes searching his face.

    His jaw tightens slightly and she hastily slips her jeans over her hips, down to the floor and steps out of them, leaving them in a pool on the floor. She swallows several times, trying to dislodge a large lump in her throat, and her heart thuds loudly against her rib cage.

    He nods at her before unbuttoning his sleeve and rolling it neatly to his elbow. Her eyes grow wide with sudden panic and the blood drains from her face as she watches helplessly while he unbuckles his belt. With slow deliberation, he pulls it through his belt loops, the leather hissing at it slides along the fabric of his slacks.

    "Come over here, Young Lady."

    He gestures to the oversized desk and his voice seems to echo off the walls as he folds his well worn leather belt in half, letting it dangle at his side. She looks from the belt to him and then walks over slowly, her legs threatening to buckle underneath her.

    He takes her by the wrist and placing his hand on her back, he pushes her forward over the desk, and grabbing her panties firmly, he tugs them down to her ankles in one fluid motion. She gasps and trembles, her nose pressed against the polished wood, her hair spilling over the desktop.

    "You know something miss...."

    His voice is steely with determination as he brings the belt down hard several times on her bottom.


    "I'd say......"


    She gasps and leans hard against the desk, pulling herself up on her tiptoes as a painful burn spreads quickly over both cheeks.

    "this has become somewhat of a regular occurrence lately..."


    She chokes and gasps as another line of fiery burn is lit just below the others. She presses her forehead hard against the wood and shuts her eyes, her breath already beginning to come out in strangled gasps.

    "wouldn't you?"


    She listens to the sound of the belt cutting through the air before landing on her burning buttocks and she draws herself up, trying to steel herself against the overwhelming burn.


    Fighting back the tears, she nods her head frantically, her voice muffled by the long hair clinging to her sweat soaked face.

    "Yes, I'd say so as well."

    He begins to whip her bottom soundly, each lick following in quick succession across the curve of her buttocks pausing only long enough to push her back down flat against the desk when her bucking and writhing became out of control.

    "Well, that's ok...."

    She reaches out to hold the edge of the desk, as tears spill down her cheeks, falling freely onto the dark wood, her body stiff against the sharp bite of the strap.

    "because you see..."

    Her knuckles are white and her fingers stiff from death grip she has on the desk to keep from screaming. She is vaguely aware of the soft mewling that is coming from her lips and the sting grows and grows.

    "we both know....."

    He thrashes the backs of her upper thighs vigorously, causing her breath to catch in her throat, her head swimming dizzily with pain, and soon her mewls become cries until finally, her cries turn into sobs.

    "I will always honor a request for a sound spanking...."

    "that I will always......"

    She is writhing on the desk now, her panties in a tangled knot around her ankles, the rivulets of sweat trickling down her thighs. Her bottom throbs as the sting becomes a raging inferno of burning fire and she sobs incoherently.

    "honor your request for a sound spanking."

    He suddenly drops the belt on the floor and after placing one hand firmly on her back, he begins to pummel her bottom with his hand in a long, steady flurry of solid spanks.

    Her bottom is on fire....she is on fire. She is unable to focus on anything else except for the overwhelming, tummy turning searing pain that threatens to encompass her.

    When he finally stops, she is only dimly aware that it is over and she lays on the desk breathing heavily, her face pressed against the back of her arm to muffle her sobs.

    He sits on the edge of the desk, pulling her body closer to his, and rubs her back slowly, silently comforting her as she hiccups and sniffles. Tracing the curves of her cheeks with his fingertips, he waits until her breathing slows before speaking.

    "Are you still feeling insatiable?"

    He smiles softly and rests his palm on her well spanked bottom.

    She props herself up on her elbows and wrinkles her nose at him, her face still streaked with tears. Resting her chin in her hands, she looks up at him brightly, a contented sigh escaping her lips.

    "Thank you."

    She gets up gingerly, pulling her panties back up over her crimson colored bottom. Grabbing her jeans off the floor and scrunching them in a ball under her arm, she tosses them into the corner before getting up on tip toes to kiss him lightly on the cheek.

    "You didn't answer my question, Young Lady. Are you still feeling insatiable?"

    He slips his belt back back on and straightens out his sleeve before walking out into the hall with her.

    "I am always insatiable. Don't you know that by now?"

    She gives him a crooked little grin and watches him go, giving him a little wave as he heads out the front door.

    Turning her attention to the waiting area, she smiles at the strict looking guy idly thumbing through magazines.

    Hmmmm...definitely some swoon potential there.....NEXT!