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Wednesday, March 28, 2018

A Helping Hand - MF Spanking Cartoon

What is a grown up daughter to do when she discovers her Dad administering a sound spanking to her Mom?
Well that depends how lenient Mom was when disciplining her daughter.
In this case its payback for daughter Debbie and time for Mom to feel the back of the hairbrush she applied to her daughter's bottom when she was younger.

Thursday, March 15, 2018

She's the Boss - Movie Spanking FM

In this sequel to the 1935 hit 'She Married her Boss' ,  Secretary Julia (played by Claudette Colbert) takes charge of her Boss's ( Melvyn Douglas ) household , and his spoilt brat of a daughter , but it's also time for Julia to take charge of her new husband .

Julia tells her new husband that she intends to discipline him in the same way she tamed his naughty daughter but adds , "I'll need a much harder brush for you darling!"

Richard soon discovers his new bride is true to her word , and in a hilarious scene Julia's brush is applied to her husband's behind !
In fact this happens with such frequency that he needs to conduct his business meetings standing up!

He may be a brash businessman by day , but at home Richard spends spends much of the movie over his pretty wife's lap or bent over a sofa or chair while she applies the brush where 'it does do him most good'.
The result is a hilarious comedy with Colbert 'warming' to her task and Douglas  as the stubborn but obedient husband.
Be careful if you bring your wife or girl to see this movie may give her some ideas!

Saturday, March 3, 2018

Debbie's request - MF Spanking story

Despite his  45 years Ronald  was as nervous as a teenager.
He and Debbie had been dating for a couple of months now and he still couldn't believe what the stunning , petite blonde saw in him.

Lately , he noticed Debbie's mood had been more serious and when she invited him to dinner  because "there were some things we need to discuss" , it sounded ominous to Ronald .
Various scenarios flashed through his mind , all negative and centering around the premise he was about to be dumped.

He always thought the classy Debbie was out of his league anyway , so a part of him was actually relieved.

Debbie looked stunning as usual when she greeted him at the door .
Her long blonde mane flowed seductively over bare shoulders was and she wore a short summer dress which hugged the curves of her petite figure.
There was even a glimpse of cleavage when the towering Ronald looked down at her.

Ronald had hedged his bets by bringing Debbie an impressively expensive bouquet of flowers.
Debbie gushed when he handed them to her but disappointed him with a sisterly peck on his cheek.
Even so , Ronald loved the way she stretched up on her toes to deliver the kiss and her lips felt so soft.

The smell of cooking from the kitchen led them there and Debbie poured them both a glass of wine as Ronald perched on the stool beside the island.
Debbie had clearly made an effort to make the room as romantic as possible with the lights dimmed , scented candles and soft jazz playing in the background.
"Perhaps she wasn't dumping him  after all ?"Ron thought.

Debbie excused herself and  turned her attention to one of the pots simmering on the stove.
Ronald's heart quickened when Debbie bent over to open the oven , giving him a lusty view of her shapely bottom and milky white thighs.
For a moment he thought about reaching out and giving that delectable posterior a playful smack but he hesitated and the moment was lost.

The pair traded small talk while Debbie served dinner , but Ronald's stomach was still churning  nervously in anticipation of his girlfriend delivering bad news.

Finally Debbie broached the subject and Ronald listened carefully.
"Don't worry Ronald ...I'm not dumping you...." she began , that beautiful smile of hers playing on her face for the first time that evening.
Ronald sighed with relief.
"However , if we are going to have a serious relationship there is something I need to tell you ..." she continued.
That nervous feeling in the pit of Ronald's stomach quickly returned.

Debbie's brow furrowed and that serious tone returned.
"You are a sweet , adorable , fun guy Ronald , but like most men you  too easily accept my annoying little acts of inconsideration , like my sassy comments , keeping you waiting and my flirting with other  men in your presence have noticed that  Ronald?." She continued.

"Yes, I did notice but......" he agreed uncertainly.

Debbie's eyes widened and her nostrils flared , "So why do you let me get away with it then? Why don't you do something about it ?You men are all the same!"

Ron's discomfort was obvious.He was not certain what he did wrong but Debbie certainly appeared unhappy with  him.
"I don't know Debbie....what could I do?" he shrugged in confusion.
"Well, there are ways to deal with a naughty girlfriend Ron!" she told him.

Ronald was pleased that Debbie had referred to him as her boyfriend for the first time but was still puzzled where the conversation was going.

Debbie let out a deep sigh of frustration and continued , "Well ,you could take me over your knee and give me a darn good spanking that's what!" she announced.

There was a pause and Ronald felt his jaw drop.
"A s...spanking?" he babbled , barely coherent.

Debbie sat back  , looking relaxed , clearly relieved to have dropped the bombshell on her boyfriend.
"Yes a spanking ! A good old fashioned , over the knee spanking .....on my bare bottom!" she clarified.

Ronald was now rendered completely  speechless as he pictured his girlfriend's shapely bare bottom across his lap.

" So,  can we have an agreement on that ?" Debbie asked  impatiently.

"An agreement ? That I spank you when you misbehave?." Ronald smiled , not totally believing what Debbie had just proposed.

Debbie reached over to touch Ronald's hand affectionately.
"Exactly darling ! 
I believe we have a few issues to settle regarding my behaviour over the past few weeks? I have behaved quite horribly." she grinned playfully. 

Debbie surprised Ron by standing up.
"So let's take care of that right now then shall we ? " she declared confidently.

"Now?" Ronald asked .
Debbie took hold of his hand .
"Let's go to  the bedroom . We don't want the neighbours to pass by and see me over your  lap having my  bare bottom spanked do we?" she chuckled with a glint in her eye.

Settling into his new role now , and anxious  to see the lovely Debbie's shapely bare rear up close , he ushered his girlfriend into the nearby bedroom.

After closing the door , Debbie took  a straight backed chair and  placed it in the middle of the room.
Then she took a hairbrush from her dresser and handed it to Ron .

Ron took the hairbrush from Debbie and sat on the chair.
However, if Debbie thought Ron was a spanking novice she was very wrong!
He loved nothing better than to smack a shapely bare female bottom and Debbie would not be the first pretty lady he had over his lap.

This time it was Debbie's turn to be surprised when , to her delight , Ronald took charge of her spanking.
He began with a long lecture , "You have been a very naughty girl and I will not stand for it young lady. I'm going to give you a spanking you won't soon forget!"

Debbie was loving it and tingling with anticipation now .She ventured tentatively towards Ron , allowing him to guide her  across his lap.
Ronald felt an arousal when he felt Debbie's weight over his thighs.

Sternly , he reminded Debbie of why she was there and warned her to improve his behaviour.
Debbie knew he was right.
Her  behavior had been selfish ,  rude and inconsiderate and she knew it.
She felt guilty and accepted that she deserved what was coming.

What was to follow did not disappoint her. 
Her heart fluttered when she felt her dress being hoisted up to reveal her scantily clad posterior.

For Ron the sight of Debbie's shapely thighs , her silky skin and jiggling twin globes was glorious.
Debbie wore only a skimpy pair of black lace boy short panties which left both her cheeks exposed.
Ronald thought they were cute and decided to leave them intact - for now.

Debbie heard the crisp sound of  Ronald's hard  palm connecting with her bare bottom and was shocked at how much it stung. 
Debbie was thrilled at the power her new boyfriend was exercising over her .
She had been longing for this for some time. 

Ronald knew how to spank properly and soon had Debbie wriggling and yelping on his  lap.
He smacked one cheek and then the other and then a seriescof rapidfire spanks to the same tender spot.
He loved the wobbly wave of Debbie's cheeks accompanied by girlish squeals when his palm landed .

Debbie's bottom was getting redder by the minute and both her shapely legs were kicking.
She had no idea how long the spanking would go on , so just did her best to stay in place and cope with the mounting burn. 

There was a brief pause followed by a loud shriek from Debbie when Ronald continued her spanking with firm wallops with the hairbrush.
The hairbrush was harsher and soon earnest apologies were spilling out of Debbie's lips.
"STOPPIT! PLEASE I'M SORRY! " she wailed.

The brush quickly took its toll on Debbie's tender bottom and it was splotched with pink and red hues all over.
Debbie let out a gasp when Ronald's fingers grasped her tiny undies and whisked them all the way down to her ankles.
He began spanking her now completely bare bottom with slow , firm spanks , pausing to massage Debbie's hot skin , his fingers exploring her most intimate areas before spanking again.

Debbie was moaning now and she did not want the spanking to stop.
Finally satisfied, Ronald stopped and let them both catch their breath for a bit.

"OK Debbie, I think that about does it. I hope you’ve learned your lesson , but before I let you up  you should thank me for taking time to spank you like this." He told her.

Debbie turned her head , pouted her full lips , and her big brown eyes , tinged with real tears making her mascara run , looked up at Ronald , "Thank you for spanking me Ronald.I needed that.I promise to be good." she purred.

Ronald scooped up his petite girlfriend and sat her on his lap , pulling her close.
Debbie's hand slid down to grasp the bulge in his pants but was surprised when Ronald guided it away.
"Uh oh...not yet...I'm not finished with you yet young lady.Up you get and go stand in the corner!" he scolded.

"Aw Honey.Do I have to?" She pouted.
Ron wagged a finger at her , "Get that cute little  nose of yours in the corner right now and keep that dress up so I can see that nice red bottom!
Debbie grinned , "You're the boss Ronald!" she purred and scurried into the corner.

Ron sat back and eyed the glorious sight of Debbie's curvy red bottom as she stood in the corner.
After a full 10 minute wait she purred when she felt his soothing palm caress her bottom.

Ron was pleased that even after her corner time , Debbie's bottom was still hot to the touch.
"You can come out of the corner now." he told her.
Slowly ,she turned , looked into Ronald's eyes and melted into his arms.
Their lips locked in a lingering kiss.

"Shall we go downstairs and  have dessert now Darling?" Debbie purred.
"I'm afraid I'll have to eat mine standing up!" she giggled , giving her still red, bare bottom a rub.

Ron grinned and pulled her closer , "On one condition keep those panties down and skirt up!"
Debbie grinned , I wouldn't have it any other way considering how naughty I've been!" she replied.

Tuesday, February 27, 2018

Poldark - FM Spanking Tale

As Ross tried to enter the cottage , Prudie’s round but formidable figure stood in the doorway .
“Miss Poldark says she doesn’t want to see you yet Sir. She says you have to wait here..” she explained.
Ross was aghast , “Wait here? Unable to enter my own house?” he questioned .
Prudie  shrugged but stood her ground.
For a second , Ross considered bowling the maid to the side but thought otherwise.
Composing himself , he instead turned to take a seat on the garden bench.

A good hour passed , giving Ross time to consider his actions and formulate his apology to Demelza.
It was one of his more foolish and reckless adventures and he knew his wife’s anger and disappointment in him was justified.
He looked up with optimism when Prudie approached him , “Miss Poldark is ready to see you now Captain Ross....” she began.
As Ross rose , the rotund lady grinned and added more details , “ the library Sir!”

Ross felt that rage inside him rise again  “MY library? My wife is in MY library?” he asked in amazement.
Prudie tried to hide her amusement , “Yes Captain....the library....and best to knock before you enter....Miss Poldark is not in the best of moods...”
His jaw agape , Ross shook his head in disbelief and strode into the house.
Prudie looked mischieviously at manservant Jud and scurried inside .
“Where are you goin’ woman? We got work to do...” Jud asked  , looking up from his work.
“I ain’t going to miss this for anything...” Prudie shot back as he large behind disappeared inside.

Inside , Ross paused at the library door and , given his situation and Demelza’s likely demeanor , decided to take Prudie’s advice and knocked on the door.
“It’s Ross Demelza...” he shouted.
After a pause Demelza’s calm but stern voice replied , “You may enter.”

When Ross entered the room , he was surprised to see his wife seated behind the large desk , to be occupied only by he.
Her jaw taut , Demelza motioned he husband to approach her.
“Surprised to see me sitting here in your place husband ?” Demelza asked with a provocative tilt of her head.
“I must admit I am.” Ross replied , clearly uncomfortable with his wife’s position.
“ I felt it appropriate considering , for purposes of the conversation , I am the person in authority and you clearly are not!” she explained tersely.
Ross paused before moviing to sit in the low wooden bench positioned on the other side of the desk.
Demelza raised a hand to stop him.
“I do not recall giving you permission to sit for this Ross. You know as well as I do that the ‘accused’ must always stand!”

Ross was stunned , “Accused? Is this some sort of trial Demelza?” he asked.
“Only if you deny that you behaved badly and irresponsibly Ross....well do you?” Demelza scolded.
Her husband hung his head , “Of course I don’t deny what I did Demelza. It was very wrong and I’m here to apologize and ask your forgiveness.” he sighed.

Demelza nodded , “Good....and I am here to make sure you receive the penance you deserve!”
Her husband’s head rose sharply at her comment , “Penance? What do you mean?” he babbled.
His wife leaned back in the big chair and her eyes widened .
“Surely you don’t think that behaviour such as yours should go unpunished Ross?” she asked confidently.

Her husband’s shoulders slumped.
“I suppose not....” he had to agree.
A confident Demelza  reached into the desk drawer and produced a large wooden hairbrush.
“Well then , it’s time for me to carry out your sentence. Would you be good enough to fetch that big chair from in front of the fire and place it in the middle of the room please Ross?” she said , rising from her seat.

Her husband’s gaze was fixed on the brush she was teasingly rolling in her hand.
“What are you planning on doing with THAT Demelza?” he asked nervously.
Demelza puffed out her chest and gazed into his eyes.
“I plan on exercising my wifely duty Ross. A duty , had I exercised long ago , all this would never have happened! Now do as I say and fetch the chair.”

Ross had no argument to offer so dutifully placed the chair where his wife wished it to be.
Demelza sat on the chair , placing the brush on her lap , “I suggest you lock the door Ross in case Prudie and Jud are near!” she said .
“If I know them well I expect they are!” Ross replied , walking to the door and closing the latch.

His eyes lit up with surprise when he returned to Demelza.
She had hoisted her dress up to reveal her shapely , milky smooth thighs.
It was certainly an inviting feast for his eyes.
His lusty glance did not escape his wife’s attention.
“Lower your britches and lay over my lap husband....hurry up now!” she demanded with just a hint of glee.
“Lower my britches ? Surely not are going too far!” he protested.

Demelza leaned towards him , wagging the brush in his face.
“Going too far am I Ross? Some would say not far enough ! The sooner you do as I say , the sooner this will be over and it will all be forgotten.....” , a smile played on her pretty face as she considered her statement , “.....well for me it will be on the other hand are going to be reminded for the next few days.....each time you try to sit!” she chuckled.

Ross felt his face flush, but realized his wife was right yet again , so he resigned himself to unbuckling his britches while Demelza looked on with satisfaction.
When his britches were undone , she took hold of them and yanked them down until they met her husband’s leather riding boots.
For a proud -and stubborn- man like Ross Poldark , placing himself in such a humiliating position across his wife’s lap was not an easy task.
He lay there in a semi-state of disbelief and astonishment as reality set in - his wife Demelza was going to give him a good old fashioned spanking on his bare behind-and he thoroughly deserved it!

“Best hold on Ross....this is going to be bad!” Demelza warned , raising the brush over her shoulder.
She smiled when she noticed her husband’s muscular buttocks tense , as Ross gripped the foot of the chair with one hand and gritted his teeth.

Meanwhile , Prudie pretended to busy herself in the kitchen , straining her ears to listen to the events in the library as Demelza continued to scold her errant husband.
Jud stormed in carrying some firewood , “ Sounds like the Mistress is givin’ the Captain a right old ear roastin!” he remarked.
Just then , a loud ‘CRACK!’ exploded from within the Library doors , followed by two more in quick succession , ‘CRACK!’‘CRACK!’.
Prudie grinned mischieviously and a startled Jud dropped the wood on the floor.
The older lady knew the whacks were not at all the muffled kind applied to britches.
Captain Poldark was getting it good on his bare behind!
“I’d say it’s not just his ears she’s roastin’ “ she giggled.

The older pair lingered to listen to the resounding whacks of the brush accompanied by lots of ‘ouches’ and ‘ows’ from their Master.
“You’d think her arm would be worn out by now!” Judd remarked , wincing upon hearing a particularly sharp whack landing in a tender spot.
Prudie cackled , “His behind will wear out before her arm does Jud!”

Inside the Library , Demelza was expunging years of frustration and anger at her husband’s stubborn and reckless ways on his bare backside.
Ross had given up trying to take his punishment bravely and was now pleading and apologizing profusely.
It was all music to Demelza’s ears and she continued to whale away at her husband’s bare buttocks.
His skin had transformed from a milky white , to a flaming red and a hue of other colours where the brush had landed repeatedly.
The skin had turned white , with mild blisters forming on his ‘sit spots’ which his wife had paid particular attention to.
No doubt the Captain would be feeling the effects of this session for days to come.

Prudie and Jud cringed when a final flurry of sharp spanks landed to end the unfortunate Captain’s ordeal.
In the Library , Poldark lay prone over his wife’s lap , waiting to see if she was finished or just resting.
Demelza caught her breath and wiped  beads of sweat from her brow.
She was feeling confident , satisfied and content , feelings she had not experienced in a long time.
Ross winced when her palm gently caressed his sore and tender cheeks.
For a moment there was silence and a kind of bonding intimacy had been ignited between the two of them.

“I’m sorry I had to be so hard on you Ross but this needed to be done...” Demelza said softly.
“It’s just what I deserved Demelza’s a pity you have not done it sooner.....and I expect that it won’t be the last time.” Ross replied smiling through a grimace.
Demelza’s face lit up , “I can assure you it won’t be the last time husband. Now get up ....we’re due at Dwight and Caroline’s for supper at 8!” she announced ,giving her husband’s rump a final playful smack which produced a satisfying “OUCH!”

Ross rose to his feet and took hold of his wife’s wrist .
“Captain Poldark! “ Demelza cried out in mock outrage.
She let out a shriek when Ross scooped her up , sat her on the desk and pressed his lips against hers.
The burning in his rear was momentarily forgotten as their bodies melted together.

Outside , Prudie and Jud looked at each other lustily.
“I don’t know about you Jud....but listening to all that shenanigans stirred something in me!” the older woman gushed.
Jud took her hand and yanked her closer.
“Let’s take a little walk to the hay barn!” he chuckled , giving her ample rump a firm smack.

An impish smile played on Caroline’s lips when she welcomed Captain Poldark and his wife .
“Demelza ! Ross! I’m afraid we didn’t hear your carriage arrive.It’s such a wonderful day I thoroughly expected you to enjoy a horse ride here by the beach.” she gushed.
Demelza’s face displayed a similar smile while Ross looked flustered.
“Ross decided the carriage would be more comfortable....didn’t you Ross?” she replied.
Her husband’s right palm was grasping the seat of his britches in an attempt at comfort , “Yes my dear !” he babbled back absently.
Caroline raised a palm to her lips to hide her amusement.
“If it makes you feel better Ross , Dwight has a similar....affliction so he may be able to recommend treatment!”
Ross glared at Caroline and then at his wife , “You know what happened between Demelza and I today?” he asked incredulously.

The two women tittered girlishly as Caroline linked arms with Demelza and ushered the couple inside.
“Of course she does was Caroline who gave me the idea in the first place.” Demelza replied as Ross followed behind.
The two ladies each took a chair beside the fire and Caroline motioned Ross to join them.
“Thank you Caroline but I’d prefer to stand .” Ross responded to more giggles from the ladies.
“I’d expect nothing less if Demelza followed my instructions ....and it appears she did!” Caroline exclaimed.

Captain Poldark’s blushes were saved when his good friend Dwight entered the room.
“Ah Ross , Demelza ! Let me get us all some drinks?” he announced boisterously.
Caroline leaned forward , allowing her new husband to place a kiss on her full lips , before Dwight greeted Demelza with a hug.

“And how is the patient this evening Doctor? Are you still feeling the effects of last night's treatment?” Caroline asked , her impish grin returning.
Without as much as a blush , Dwight gave the seat of his britches an exaggerated rub with his free hand as he poured the drinks , “Still adorned with the red stripes you so expertly applied  my I'm sure you might expect.” he said nonchalantly while Ross looked on in amazement.

The two ladies took their glasses from Dwight and clinked them together in a symbolic act of triumph.

“As Dwight clearly made no attempt to dissuade Ross from his rash actions , or to inform Demelza or I, and then knowingly aided and abetted him , it was only fair that he suffer a similar fate.” Caroline explained.

Ross looked curiously at his friend , "WHAT? So you were ....." he began.
Demelza could not resist helping her husband, "Spanked? Is that the word you are looking for Ross?" she tittered.
Caroline giggled and out a hand on Demelza's , "I wouldn't call what Dwight received a spanking....more like corporal punishment....isn't that so darling?" she declared proudly.
Blushing slightly , Dwight nodded , "To be precise , I received 12 strokes of the cane ....on my bare buttocks!" Dwight revealed in typical Doctor fashion.

Caroline looked rather pleased with herself , and was anxious to elaborate , "I believe in adding a more formal element to Dwight's chastisement , so he must lower his trousers and bend over my desk . I love the sound of the cane whistling and the nice red stripes it leaves on his bottom.... "she declared proudly , producing a boyish blush to her husband's cheeks.

Demelza nodded her approval , "Perhaps you can show me your cane after supper Caroline. Either way ,hairbrush or cane , our gentlemen are truly sorry for their behaviour and will not wish a repeat anytime soon I would say."