Another Spanking by My Landlady!

By John Derek

June thought she had it all together. She was on time for work, on time for life, and somehow had managed to keep her landlady Marie content enough so there wasn't any spankings to be had. As June was the recipient of the spankings she was very pleased at how things were working out. Somehow though despite her best efforts, it wasn't meant to be permanent that her bottom would be left alone. As if that wasn't enough, well, when June gets worked up, sometimes she needs to be babied to settle down. If you enjoy reading spanking fiction about women spanking women than this is for you. This is a first person perspective from June's point of view. Be eighteen or over to enjoy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: John Derek
• Release date: Nov 1, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005470388

John Derek

I like to write. My stuff deals with domination and submission, usually from the perspective of the submissive. I like to imagine what it is like to be uncomfortable and be willing to take a risk. I write about spanking and some other forms of domination. It is meant to be sexual and interesting but not oppressive. This is from my mind only.

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Another Spanking by my Landlady!

Written by John Derek

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Another Spanking by my Landlady!

First Smashwords edition

ISBN #  9781005470388

Written by John Derek

Distributed by Smashwords

Copyright November 1, 2020; March 28, 2021

All characters are portrayed as age 18 or over and all scenes are fictional.

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The story

An uneasy truce

I had been living with Marie for over a year now. We were a happy renter and pseudo mother/daughter combination. Meaning that while Marie was not my mother, she often, much to my backside’s dismay, acted like it. It more or less worked for us. Although, that did mean that even though I was now twenty-four, I was sometimes treated like a child and for whatever reason I willingly accepted it.

Marie had her rules and I had agreed to abide by them. Even if I thought some of her rules were stupid. Like when I she told me I now had a curfew of 11 PM on weeknights and 12 PM on weekends. I told her there was no chance I was going to listen to that and she just ignored me and kept repeating that was the time and