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Many years ago from now a gentleman I knew his predilections were precise and, to me, quite new. He was intent on teaching deliberate and firm and from his experience I began to learn. So here arose my interest it's him I have to thank for taking me in hand so well and giving me The Spank. He wasn't ever lazy never dealt out on a whim he made me work to earn each stroke I was obsessed with him. I put in many hours hatching careful plans of how to win the best attentions from this authoritative man. I'd knock a stack of books off the corner of his desk and he'd lean back in his chair and say "come here and lift your dress". And I'd comply so gladly already feeling hot my bottom was presented and his hand knew just the spot. Sometimes he'd give me just the one on a precipice I'd stay longing for the three or four I'd get later that day. I remember him with fondness he taught me many useful things but most of all I thank him for every little sting.
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Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 7:16 PM UTC
The Spank
Many years ago from now a gentleman I knew his predilections were precise and, to me, quite new. He was intent on teaching deliberate and firm and from his experience I began to learn. So here arose my interest it's him I have to thank for taking me in hand so well and giving me The Spank. He wasn't ever lazy never dealt out on a whim he made me work to earn each stroke I was obsessed with him. I put in many hours hatching careful plans of how to win the best attentions from this authoritative man. I'd knock a stack of books off the corner of his desk and he'd lean back in his chair and say "come here and lift your dress". And I'd comply so gladly already feeling hot my bottom was presented and his hand knew just the spot. Sometimes he'd give me just the one on a precipice I'd stay longing for the three or four I'd get later that day. I remember him with fondness he taught me many useful things but most of all I thank him for every little sting.
miss-tabitha-devereaux
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Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 7:16 PM UTC
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