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Waiting for Judicial Corporal Punishment
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PearReaper
Magistrate
It is always a pleasure to be the first spanker. To see how she does not know what to expect, how she is clenching her buttocks, how she is ashamed of being naked. And than to take a whip or a belt... and one smack after another make her realize, that all she imagined was just a fairytaill compared to hard, brutal spanking
SirMGBZ
Governor
Already bound and gagged. Perfect! Now let’s hope they let her wait for an hour or two, just to get her properly terrified. Especially if they pipe in audio of a previous victim.
That is a piece of equipment I never had in my dungeon. But now I want one!
Ramon71
Magistrate
LadiesInPeril
When she wasn’t at the schoolhouse, idealistic teacher Nellie Cochran was often camped outside Big John’s Saloon. The preaching of the handsome Reverend Jones’ had inspired her to turn the establishment’s lucrative stable of whores away from sin. She quickly pounced whenever one came out into the street, offering encouragement and bible verses. Big John’s rough henchmen made threats, and the sheriff warned that she was courting trouble, but Nellie instead organized the ladies of the church to expand the effort.
On her way home from school one day, Nellie was snatched and taken miles out into the country. She begged and cried as they ripped her clothes and tied her to the tree. Big John cruelly mocked her terror, groping and probing Nellie’s trembling young body as she whimpered. He would do the job himself on this troublemaker, each of the thirty hard lashes sending her pale form writhing in a spasm of sweat-soaked agony.
The good citizens were shocked when they saw the teacher paraded through town atop a horse at noon the next day. There was Nellie, red-faced with her once bright eyes cast downward in shame. The girl sobbed with her pert breasts exposed and bloody whip marks striping the length of her back. Nellie fled on the stage as soon as she was able to travel, and Big John’s ladies were once again free to ply their trade in peace.
When she wasn’t at the schoolhouse, idealistic teacher Nellie Cochran was often camped outside Big John’s Saloon. The preaching of the handsome Reverend Jones’ had inspired her to turn the establishment’s lucrative stable of whores away from sin. She quickly pounced whenever one came out into the street, offering encouragement and bible verses. Big John’s rough henchmen made threats, and the sheriff warned that she was courting trouble, but Nellie instead organized the ladies of the church to expand the effort.
On her way home from school one day, Nellie was snatched and taken miles out into the country. She begged and cried as they ripped her clothes and tied her to the tree. Big John cruelly mocked her terror, groping and probing Nellie’s trembling young body as she whimpered. He would do the job himself on this troublemaker, each of the thirty hard lashes sending her pale form writhing in a spasm of sweat-soaked agony.
The good citizens were shocked when they saw the teacher paraded through town atop a horse at noon the next day. There was Nellie, red-faced with her once bright eyes cast downward in shame. The girl sobbed with her pert breasts exposed and bloody whip marks striping the length of her back. Nellie fled on the stage as soon as she was able to travel, and Big John’s ladies were once again free to ply their trade in peace.
SirMGBZ
Governor
They are all beautiful, but #3 just stirs something in me. So nice!
The Beast
Tribune
Long waiting for punishment in that position could be good lesson for her. She has time to think about her mistakes and regret it.