Spanking Storybook

I’ve had several spanking story writers contact me by email since I first started Spanking Storybook.  I’m curious to know just how many of you actually write your own spanking stories, and of those how many of you have posted them somewhere on the web.  As I’ve discussed before, there are many places you can post your spanking stories.  Here are a few ideas for publishing your spanking fiction:

• Spanking forums or message boards
• Spanking Yahoo or MSN groups
• Your own spanking blog
• Your own spanking website
• Social sites for spankos Like Spankolife
• Self-publishing sites like Lulu.com
• Free spanking story websites like Spanking Storybook
• Paid spanking story websites like Discipline and Desire

So how many of you have written a spanking story?  I’d love to hear from you.

Here are a few of the latest story updates from Discipline and Desire.  I’m really enjoying Houseboat by Katrina.  I love all the details she puts into her stories and how well developed her characters are, including her secondary characters.  If you’re reading out there, Katrina, I’m hoping you will write Cary and Amelia’s story too.

Houseboat   Chapter Four  By Katrina

They spent a delightful fifteen minutes in his shower – he scrubbed her back and then she returned the favor.  They were locked in a passionate embrace when the water went from pleasantly warm to almost frigid.

“Yikes,” Ruby cried, scrambling toward the glass door.  “No two minute warning there.”

“Yeah, the pipes are a little temperamental,” he said, waiting while she stepped out onto the bath mat.  “It’s a pretty old boat.”

“You’re a pretty old boat,” she countered.  “Do your pipes get temperamental, too?”

“I don’t know.  Let’s find out.”

Little Miss Right  By OTKRomance

“No. But I am the guy who’s going to put you in your place in about five seconds, if you don’t wake up and do what’s right.”

“Oh, really?” she scoffed. A short, high laugh broke out from her lungs. “You’re going to put me in my place? And where, pray tell, would that be?”

Connor felt a grin building inside him, but somehow he managed to keep his face straight. Here it finally was. Here was the opportunity he’d fantasized about for so long.

A New Orleans Halloween  Chapter One   By Sebrina Winchester

“No, but you sure are worried about something. How bad can a lecture be, after all? Lord knows Scott lectures me often enough. I just turn it off in my head. Sounds like, ‘blah, blah, blah.’ So spill it, sister, what really gives here? What’s he gonna do when you guys get home?”

Thinking about what was going to happen when they arrived home again brought on more tears. She’d never told a single soul that she got spanked on a regular basis. She was a bright, beautiful, independent woman. She earned her own money, made her own decisions and lived her own life, as Ella did. But it seemed as if the words came out of their own accord.

“He’s gonna spank me.”

Discipline and Desire offers a lot of variety every week.  You will find contemporary spanking romance along with historical spanking romance.  You also find both novellas and short stories.  Perhaps one of my favorite features that Discipline and Desire offers are the holiday stories.  They have already started a Halloween story.  Oh, and did I mention that you really can’t go wrong with a story by OTKRomance?  Be sure to check out Little Miss Right.

One More Account - Conclusion

By Christina

The walk from the living room to our bedroom was the longest journey I have ever taken. I’m sure that’s how the people on death row feel as they are taking that last walk down the corridor before meeting their fate.

I walked into our bedroom and headed straight for the closet.  Shaking as I opened the closet door I reached up, got the wooden paddle off of the shelf and carried it to the bed where I laid it.  It hurt just to look at it, and I shivered at the memory of the feeling it has on my bottom.

I took my shirt off, folded it and laid it on the chair nearby.  Started to unfasten my jeans and stopped to think of what would happen if I chose to keep them on.  Last time that happened, Keith decided to give me two spankings: the one I had previously earned and then one for not obeying him that night.  With that thought going through my mind, I hastily pulled my jeans and panties off and also placed them in the chair with my shirt.  I sat on the edge of the bed and waited for what seemed like forever.

I jumped as I heard the door open.  He slowly shut it behind him and walked over the bed where I was still at.  I was too frozen to move.  As he towered over me I could feel his disappointment in me.  He reached for my hand pulling me up as he nonchalantly switched places with me and before I had a chance to react I found myself pulled down over his knee.

“I don’t see the big deal, Keith.  It’s only a couple hundred dollars.  I can get a job and pay it off later.”  I began to plead my case again. Really I didn’t see the issue. Yes we have always had money problems but seriously I can handle it.  And we are better off now.  So what’s the big deal?

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! My thoughts were quickly interrupted as his hand began to spank my bottom.  Obviously he didn’t agree with my point of view.  He continued to spank; I continued to be my usual bratty self.  I was not going to cry.  I was not wrong here.  At least I didn’t think so.

“Caroline, you can not go off and do your own thing.  We are a couple. We are in this together. And when rules are set you will learn to follow them.  Or I will assist you in learning this lesson”.

He spoke so calmly to me.  Yet I could still hear the frustration and disappointment in his voice.  I shivered just knowing that his stopping to say those words meant the he was also using this time to switch to the paddle.  I braced myself for it.  And I waited.

And then it happened.  The one thing that was worse than having him paddle me.  He slid me off his lap as he stood and exited the room, leaving me right where I was.  He’d never done this before.  Was he really that mad?  Would he come back?  Am I to move?  Does he not love me enough to punish me?  Too many thoughts running through my head.  I couldn’t even see straight.  The room had gone hazy, and I was shaking so fast.

I don’t know when, but sometime later I realized that I was still sitting on the floor.  Only now Keith’s arms were wrapped around me as he held me tight.  The blurriness of the room was caused by my own tears as I was crying uncontrollably like never before.  I knew he loved me.  Even through his disappointment I felt that love.  But the tears just couldn’t stop.  Even without a good paddling, I felt his forgiveness as he continued to hold me, rubbing his hands on my back and lightly kissing me.  His not spanking me was a worse punishment than I ever would have imagined.  Yet I still felt freed somehow…

The End

Christina loves to hear from her readers.  Be sure to leave a comment and give her some feedback on her story.

New at Discipline and Desire!

Honey-Do List

By Maren

“Has someone been feeling a little neglected here lately?” he countered, grinning.

“Not neglected, per se,” she hedged.  “But you’ve got to admit, I am sitting wa-a-ay too comfortably for my own good.”

“You have been getting a bit big for your britches.”

“Yes, I have.  But can you blame me?  There hasn’t been a hint of pink anywhere on these cheeks all summer long!” she declared, as if it were the crime of the century.  And to her, a bonafide, fun-time spank-a-holic, it probably was.

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Love’s Labor

By Belle

The salty air and sound of people on the beach woke Brenda. She stretched, smiling. She’d never slept so well in her life. Must be the sound of the waves and the smell of the ocean.

She sat up to slide out of bed and, for a moment, was puzzled by the soreness in her skin, as if she’d taken off her bathing suit bottom and gotten sunburned.

Then, she remembered, and it brought a smile to her face.

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I met Christina on the DD Forum yahoo group, and I’m just thrilled to tell you that she’s going to be sharing her spanking stories with Spanking Storybook!

One More Account

By Christina

“You opened another credit card account that we don’t need” Rick exclaimed!

Our credit debt had increased drastically the past year. I’m not really sure where the money all went to.  Just a little outfit here, a couple new pairs of shoes there, and it just seemed to add up faster than I kept track.  Oops!  I guess I just did a little overspending.

I knew how Rick felt about overspending.  We have talked about it for a long time.  Before he set the spending limit six months ago, I did a lot of frivolous shopping.  But when we didn’t have enough to make the car repairs because I had maxed out all our cards, Rick decided it was time for a change.

He decided that it was best to cut up most of our cards.  We did keep one for fun stuff, and one for emergencies.  And then he also put a limit on how much we could spend each month on frivolous activities and items.  I did really good at staying on track for a while.  Of course I would have this urge every once in a while, but I knew my husband meant business so I never went overboard on anything.

But I always really wanted to shop.  I was an impulse shopper by trade.  So when I got the pre-approved card offer in the mail I jumped on it.  Besides, I would just take one quick shopping spree and then pay it off before Rick every found out…no harm, right?

I thought it was a brilliant plan, until today.  He got home long before I did and started going through the mail.  To my surprise …and his…there was the credit card bill in the stack; a bill for a card that he didn’t approve, much less say that we could open.

Rick stood there glaring at me, waiting for an answer or an explanation, or something.

“I um, well I,” I stood there looking between my feet and the papers he was waving in his hand.

“I’m waiting, Caroline.  Did you open a credit card account without my permission?”

I opened my mouth to speak but all that came out were a couple of sounds.  I wasn’t sure if I was more shocked that I actually disobeyed him or that I got caught.

“I’m still waiting for an answer and I don’t plan on having to wait to long.”  Rick was getting more ticked as I just stood there avoiding his question.  He knew the answer already, so why did I have to answer him?

Yet the look in his eyes told me I should spill it.  “I’m sorry. I was good for so long and I felt I just needed to release and shop.  I was going to pay if off before you found our, I just…” I trailed my voice as I watched his face darken.

“So not only did you disobey me with opening another account, but you also were planning on deceiving me and lying about it. I see…” Rick walked over to me and placed his hands on my shoulders.  Looking at me squarely in the eyes so that mine met his he softly spoke.  “Go to our room, get undressed, and have the paddle out waiting for me.  I’ll be there in a few.”

- To Be Continued -