Brattitudes

By Angela R Sargenti

Five times the spanking equals five times the fun:

Tearjerker
A husband describes the procedure he uses for spanking his girlfriend, and what he does to reward her cooperation.

I Never Learn
A wisecracking young lady sleeps with her father's best friend.

Time Travel
Tells how a pair of young marrieds role-play their way through the ages

Another Man's Hand
A wife finds herself on the business end of her husband's rosewood paddle when he catches another guy touching her at a party

And last but not least…

The Not-So-French Maid
A couple role-play the interaction between a stern employer and his naughty servant.

• Language: English
• Publisher: House of Erotica
• Release date: Aug 9, 2013
• ISBN: 9781783332052

Angela R Sargenti

Angela has traveled extensively throughout the United States and has lived in at least six different states, but calls California her home. She has earned a Bachelor of Science degree in Business Administration, but her real love and vocation is writing.

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Tearjerker

You have a spanking coming.

Ah, those ominous words, said so early in the day she’s forced to think about them until I get home. And when I finally do get her over my lap, she’ll be both frightened and incredibly turned on.

She’s pretty over my knees.

I like to see her feet all curled up, her cute little Wilma Flintstone feet. They’re pretty feet, dainty feet, not like those big, long gunboats my last girlfriend had, and she clenches her toes during a spanking and arches her feet to try to take it with some degree of dignity.

I never strip her or make her call me Sir or any of that nonsense. We simply have bare-bottomed spankings over my knee.

She’s a good girl for me most of the time. I let her have quite a bit of latitude when speaking to me, but when she’s in a really rotten mood and snappy, I know it’s about time.

Before you go thinking I’m mean or misogynistic, let me tell you, this whole thing was her idea. She says there are times when she can’t release her tension any other way, and I don’t necessarily like how rude she gets when she needs to be spanked, so I oblige her.

Don’t get me wrong.

I spank her quite hard sometimes, and sometimes with different implements, but mostly just by hand, because mostly that’s all she needs. Mostly I’ll have her all dolled up in a skirt and thigh-highs, with regular panties, because I won’t be cheated out of my favorite part by a thong. She has to take off her own shoes and get over my lap, but I do the rest, the rearranging of her clothes and all that.

Lifting her skirt and taking down her panties is like unwrapping a present to me, and once I have it unwrapped, all I need from her is a tearful apology and a nice red butt.

I don’t go by the redness of her butt, though, to tell me when she’s done. What I go by is how she’s acting. Sometimes I can break her down right away because she knows she’s been super-bratty and is already pretty sorry about it, but sometimes she gets in this stubborn little mood where she refuses to cry and soften.

Days like that, I usually have to get after her with a paddle or something. Some days I have to bruise that little butt of hers or she’ll just lie there mute over my lap until I crack her with a big long lecture and a sound ass-whipping.

On those days, I have to make her howl.

On those days, she’s extra tender after, not only on her poor, punished bottom, but in her heart, too.

In her soul.

Sorry and tender and clingy, needing special attention from me. It takes the whole evening, from start to finish, but I can only spank her on the day I say I will. I can give her a swat or two and say she’s cruising for it, but what I can’t do is say she’ll be spanked that day and then not do it.

She can’t stand the suspense any longer than that.

Sometimes I’m forced to punish her immediately, but I don’t prefer to. What I like best is making her wait all day long, making her shiver and quake in anticipation. I guess it’s like watching a horror movie, where she just likes to be scared sometimes, just likes the thrill of fear. Besides, if she’s made to wait a little while,