Benji’s Spanking Stories

  Michelle parked her car in the parking spot and chilled for a minute. It was the end of another long day at work, and she couldn’t wait to get upstairs to her apartment and just relax.  She walked into the lobby of the Royal Greens and, as usual, headed into the mailroom. It was a room with the mailboxes of all the apartments along the walls. Michelle walked over to the mailbox for B5, hers and Jane’s, and began searching her bag for the key to it. She was so engrossed in her search that she didn’t notice Bess and Carol - Bernice’s mother in law and her own mother, respectively - also in the mailroom. The grannies, however, both noticed her, and turned to her from their own mailbox.  “Well, look who it is,” Bess said. Michelle didn’t even register it.  “You know her too?” Carol asked.  “Mhm. Michelle. The spanking girl. Bernice and I whooped her a few weeks back for bringing drugs here.” “Again?!” “Mhm. A few days after you saw her. Hopefully she’s *behaving* ...

  Christina locked herself in her bedroom and sat down on her bed. The 27 year old just got in from work and now needed time to relax, which she saw to by opening a drawer on her nightstand and pulling out a little baggie of weed.  “Finally,” she thought, “just what the doctor ordered.” Her medical diagnosis was interrupted by a knock on her door, which made her roll her eyes and scowl. “Yeah?” she called out.  “I’m not going to talk to a door, Christina. Open up, now,” came the voice belonging to Gemma, her 43 year old stepmom of the last 3 months. Christina sighed, shoved the baggie under her pillow, and got up and answered the door.  “Yeah?” Christina asked again. “How was work, dear?” “Fine.” “What are you doing?” “You’re looking at it.” “Just…laying on your bed?” “Only until I start standing on it,” Christina said, walking back to her bed and sitting on it. Gemma frowned and entered with her.  “You know Christina, when I married your father, I promised to b...