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What fun!  Cinco De Mayo spanking stories at Discipline and Desire!

Crazy Cecilia
By Belle

Frida turned back to the crowd, raising her bullhorn. “What do we want? Crazy Cecilia! When do we want it? Tuesdays at nine!”

She felt a tap on her shoulder. “Look, they’re going to send the guards out soon, and then the police. You’ve got to disband, unless you have a permit for this gathering,” Alex said. “You’re going to get in big trouble, and I’d hate to see that.”

“My middle name is trouble,” Frida said with attitude. “And we’re not leaving until the network agrees to bring the show back for another season, are we, chicas?” That last was said into the bullhorn, to cheers.

La Batalla de Adriana
By Katrina

“I’m pissed as hell at you, Jeff,” she said in annoyance.  “I can be angry.  I’m allowed to be.  What if I made dinner plans for you on Memorial Day or something?”

“We’d talk.”

“I don’t want to talk,” Adriana snarled.  “I’m angry and I want to be angry until I feel better.  Okay?”

“Okay.  Just don’t cross the line between anger and disrespect.  You know what that gets you.”

Adriana glared at him.  He glared back.  She had to back down.  She knew what would happen if she didn’t.

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Happy Cinco de Mayo!

Discipline and Desire’s holiday spanking stories are always a lot of fun.  This year’s St. Patrick’s Day stories are from some of my favorite authors:

Ladies’ Night at the Dub
By Katrina

“Where’s your car?”

“Behind Lexie’s shop.”

“I’ll drive you to it.”

They followed him across the street to his black Range Rover.  Sera waited on the sidewalk for him to open her door and jumped when his hand suddenly connected with her rear end.

“Marco!” she cried, embarrassed by his overt action.  “Jeez!”

“Just helping you in,” he said shortly.  Del skirted past him warily when he opened the back door for her.

A Little Bit o’ Ireland…
By April Hill

I also had a perilously overdrawn checking account, and an excellent chance of getting the Spanking to End All Spankings.  If Daniel ever found out about the financial hole I had dug for myself, I would have to skip Mendocino, and head directly for Brazil. I would need somewhere with no extradition policy.

There is a bit of folk wisdom that might have prevented what was about to happen – if I had heeded it. “When you get yourself in a deep hole, the first thing you need to do is to stop digging.”

But, naturally, I just kept digging.

The St. Patrick’s Day Surprise
By Sebrina Winchester

She scoffed at what he’d just said, positive that there was no way he was going to change a damn thing about her. And again, an Irish temper came into play.

“And how in the hell do you plan on doing that, Liam Patrick Sullivan?”

He crossed his arms, looking deadly determined.

“With a good, old-fashioned spanking, the first of many. I’ve already let this stuff go on for far too long.”

For just a minute, she thought that she hadn’t heard him correctly. Maybe this was a joke of some kind.

St. Patrick’s Day Spanking Stories

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Here’s an excerpt of a St. Patrick’s Day spanking story on Discipline and Desire.

Lucky, Lucky Me by Robin Smith

Most couples have a special day, one they set apart from the rest of the year and have little extra-special celebrations on.  I guess for most people it’s Valentine’s Day, but I personally think it’s a little sad when you let a greeting card company tell you what day should be special.  Whatever, to each her own.  Other couples pick their days in a more esoteric way, like, the anniversary of the day sea lions swarmed the coastal road, and they ended up trapped in their car for six hours, surrounded by angry sea lions, drinking cherry soda and necking like kids.  The couple, not the sea lions.  An experience like that is bound to make one’s relationship extra-special and therefore make the day likewise.  And the rest of us pick pre-made holidays, either because of some extraordinary significance, like they had their first kiss under the mistletoe on Christmas, or zombies ran amok through their town on Arbor Day, or maybe just because all the rest of the holidays were taken by other couples in their lives.  Whatever.

Mine is St. Patrick’s day.  Why?  Because I’m a lucky girl.

Find more great holiday spanking stories at Discipline and Desire.