my Spanking Stories.

This page has excerpts from some of the spanking stories I wrote for Paddles Magazine under the pen name of "Zas". Each one has a "Buy Now" button - if you would like to read the rest of the story, please click the button. The stories are $3 each and I will send you a PDF within 24 hours of the payment being received. Please make sure your email address is current.

I'll be adding more in the next few months - I have 36 of these stories, so if you want to read more, keep checking back!

Perfect Punishment

“Hands on your head” Darrell said as he came up behind her, “and think about what you did and why you are to be punished.” this was said as he firmly grabbed her jeans and panties and yanked them down to her knees.

She was shaking now, and very scared as she heard the scrape of a chair being pulled across the floor.

“Turn around and come here, young lady” came the stern order, and Louise slowly turned and walked to where Darrell sat on a straight backed chair in the middle of the room. 

“You understand why you are here, in this position, and why I am going to spank you, don’t you Louise? You agreed to this condition when you first started working here”

“Yes sir, I understand” Louise said quietly.

She was directed to position herself over his knee, “Bottom well up” he said, “Hands on the floor, and keep them there, good girl”

A Country Drive

“Carly you left the lid off and the drinks are warm!” he said in exasperation.

“I did?” Carly said innocently, “Oh my, I am so sorry sweetheart, I didn’t mean to.”

“This is exactly what I’ve been talking about Carly,” Bryan said, "And I have had enough of it, I am going to deal with this right now, come here young lady!” Bryan firmly took hold of his wife’s arm and pulled her to his side. He let down the tailgate on the ute, and pushed her across it, her protests and wriggling ignored completely.

Within seconds, the sound of a hard hand connecting with the seat of Carly’s jeans could be heard echoing around the bush.

Carly squealed and squirmed but Bryan had his hand on her back, holding her down whilst he continued to swat her denim clad bottom.

“You have just about,” SLAP! “Tried my patience enough” SLAP! “Sweetie!” SLAP! SLAP!

“Ooh that stings!” SLAP! “Bryan, please!” SLAP! “Oooh, ouch!” SLAP!

My First Spanking

“You’ve disappointed me Kylie,” he said, “And I have no choice but to punish you, after all you agreed to the rules when we first began to see each other didn’t you, sweetie?”

I couldn’t talk, so I just nodded my head, and waited for him to continue. He told me to go to my bedroom, I smirked a little and made the comment that I was being ‘sent to my room’ for misbehaving. “Exactly!” came the droll reply, “now MOVE!”

I fled out the door and into my room, and almost ran straight into the kitchen chair that had been placed in the middle of the floor.

“Why is there a ch…….?”

“NO questions miss!” Ralph was right behind me, “Come here,” and with that he grabbed my arm and pulled me towards the chair.

Ralph sat down, and with a few quick movements, I found myself standing at his side. Suddenly it dawned on me what he was about to do and my eyes flew open wide as I met his glare.

Washing Woes

“Your charm won’t work this time young man” said Kathleen, “I’ve been talking to Lara, and she’s told me how to fix this problem once and for all. She said you needed some discipline, how do you feel about that then?” 

Steven’s face went white, “W-w-what sort of discipline?” he asked quietly. Kathleen made up her mind that any hesitation on her part would lose the advantage, so she carried on decisively, “She suggested that you need a good spanking, Steven.”

Steven’s eyes dropped to the floor and his shoulders slumped, “Um she is probably right Kath, it always made me behave in the past, but she isn’t going to come all the way here to do it now is she?”

“No Steven, but I am here and I have some experience in spanking, so what’s it to be young man, are you going to do your washing or must I spank you to make you see the error of your ways?”

“YOU spank me?” Steven looked at her in horror, “Aawww I don’t know about that Kath……….”

These stories are written by me – Kim Debron – they are owned by me. If you copy them, please give the credit to me, otherwise you are committing an act of plagiarism – you are stealing my work.

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