Benji’s Spanking Stories

  I stand in the corner My arms by my sides I want to escape But there’s nowhere to hide He sent me here to think About what I’ve done  All the trouble I caused And the trouble to come  The door is swung open He enters the room The time has now come To face the doom I place his chair in the center  Not a smart mouth to blurt  For him to have a good seat While he makes my seat hurt  He sits and he scolds me I look at the floor I’m embarrassed to face him  Though I’ve been here before I’ve let him down  His warnings fallen on deaf ears So he’s changing his method He’ll instead warm my rear He unbuttons my jeans  Takes them down to my knees I can’t help but freeze As he grips my panties  My panties go down  I try to cover my shame  “Put your hands on your head”  I have no one else to blame Fully exposed He’s not amused with my stunt But he’s gonna see the back Why does he have to see the front? He lectures and scolds  “A...

  Kimberly walked into the locker room all excited. It was her first tennis match since she’d started college, and this 19 year old freshman was ready for her first game.  As she stood on one end of the large room by her locker changing, she could feel the energy as the other 9 girls entered and began to change. Once she was in her black skirt and green tank top, she turned her attention to the assistant coach and designated team captain Stephanie who stood in the front of the locker room.  “Okay team! It’s our first match of the season. Are you guys ready to kick some butt?!” “YEAH!” the team cheered back.  “Good! Now let’s go get ‘em!” The team applauded and began to head for the exit. Kimberly began to follow - until Miranda, a tall, 22 year old senior approached and stopped her.  “Hang tight there, freshman,” Miranda said. After a moment, everyone was out of the locker room except Kim and Miranda.  “Huh?” “It’s your first game, yeah?” “Yeah, I’m a fresh...

 Beach Day Michelle stood in front of her bedroom mirror modeling her bikini. It was a red bikini with white stripes across them, a nice design, she’d thought. She hadn’t been to the beach in 2 years and it was going to be her first time in her bathing suit. And she was going with Jane, lucky her.  After she put on jean shorts and a yellow tee shirt, she left her room to find Jane in the kitchen, in a pink top and jean shorts.  “Ready to go?” the older roommate asked.  “Yep. You know Jane, I know you’re not a big fan of the beach, you don’t have to go just for my sake.” “Nonsense Michelle! I know you’ve wanted to go for some time and I’m sorry your friends haven’t had any time this summer to go with you. I just don’t care for salt water. And I HATE the sun. Luckily I’ve got my big hat and you’ve got my sun block, yes?” “Yep, all packed!” Michelle held up her beach bag with pride.  “Wonderful. Let’s get going!” An hour later Michelle and Jane pulled up to the bea...