A Spanking for the Naughty Maid

The beautiful blonde girl wiggled, her long hair streaming over her shoulder and down towards the hard wood floor underneath them. Her sexy little French maid costume was askew, the back of it pulled up exposing her soft round fleshy bottom. She was laid across a strong looking man’s lap, and he had her held in place so tightly that she couldn’t have wiggled out of it even if she tried. He was slapping her bare bottom repeatedly, spanking her quite soundly. His hand came down across her ass in a particularly hard swat and she moaned out loud, but he hushed her and told her that she had been very naughty. She had this coming for a long time, he reminded her, and continued to spank her with quick hard smacks that left a hot stinging impression.

She had been wearing white panties that matched the costumes cute little apron, but they were now tangled just above her knees. It had the effect of making it harder for her to move her legs to avert the blows that seemed to rain down unending. She was actually about 26, but she looked more like she was sixteen in the outfit, which amused him greatly. She felt more like a naughty little girl who was being punished every second, as the sounds of him smacking her butt rang in her ears. How had she gotten herself into this position again, she wondered, but had trouble focusing.

Just when she thought it was getting really bad and she couldn’t take the stinging sensation he picked up the hairbrush. It was wooden and old fashioned, and she knew what was coming. She begged him not to use the brush, but he told her to stop making such a fuss and began to swat her bottom with it. He reminded her that he had been lenient, that she got away with too many things, and while he might help her out sometimes there had to be a line where she paid some kind of price-- and this time it was going to be in the form of a very long spanking. She whimpered at that and he continued to paddle her bare ass with the hairbrush until it was almost glowing red.

He made her get up and stand in the corner for a few moments, holding her skirt up to expose her reddened bottom. He thought it was kind of cute framed by the little dress, and told her so. He also told her that he didn’t think it was cute when she behaved like a really naughty little girl, and he planned to remind her further of what that can earn a girl. After she stood there for the eternity of five minutes with her hot bottom throbbing, he made her lay over his desk and push her naughty little bottom up into the air. She heard the clanking of metal as he undid his belt and he stomach tightened with anticipation.

It made an awful sound as it came through the air landing in a powerful crack across her bottom. Again and again he whipped her with the stiff thick leather belt. Tears welled in her eyes as it came down harder. Sixty times it whipped her poor bare bottom, her trying desperately to stay in place until he was done. Finally he stopped and asked his lover if she thought she’d let him catch her reading spanking stories when she promised to do the dishes again tomorrow. She composed herself after a long minute and kissed him deeply.

The Best of Victoria Fox #1 eBook is Now Available! :-)

I stayed up pretty much all night to make this available, so I hope you all will show me some love ( that, and that someone will flip my cute little green skirt and spank me really hard for staying up all night! LOL ) The new eBook is 100 pages of hot spanking stories, and if I say so myself full of action and intelligently written. It's only $6.99, and will give you hours of smouldering reading pleasure....and maybe a few good ideas for your own spanking adventures.



If you enjoy all the free material here, please buy a copy if you can, it's certainly the best way to encourage me to keep writing! Here's the direct link, where you can take a look at the preview and buy a copy :

The Best of Victoria Fox #1- M/f spanking story compilation

Thanks and Happy Spanking! ~ Victoria Fox

Books for the Kinky Intellectual

I've started an additional page to share and discuss some of my favorite books of BDSM erotic fiction, as well as instructional information on D/s and kinky lifestyle choices and related literature. Please check it out, and leave comments to discuss the books if any of them are on your list of favorites too. I'd love suggestions of more things to add, and plan to make it a long rolling list of some of the best books available.

Here's the link for the new page:

Best BDSM Books- Erotica and Education for the Kinky Intellectual

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Spanking Blog Updates

The Free M/f Spanking Story Page now has another new story, "The Professor Who Spanked Me" from College and the Art of Spanking. The collections of spanking fetish, D/s, and BDSM erotica will be available again as an ebook soon, check here for details. I'm trying to add more free stories and pictures to the pages here regularly, so bookmark them if you want to catch all the free naughty fun!

If you have stories or pictures you would like me to consider sharing here (that you have the rights to) or in future publications, please feel free to email me at missvictoriafox@gmail.com . Include how you would like to be credited if I share your work, and any links you would like me to add.

The new additions to the M/f spanking story page can be seen here:
http://spankingfettish.blogspot.com/p/mf-spanking-stories.html

Comments have now been enabled on that page, so feel free to add your thoughts! :)

A Trip Down Spanking Memory Lane???

Ironically enough with all the things I've been reading and thinking about, last night I ran into an old friend of mine who at a different point in time delivered some of the most memorable experiences I've had with corporal punishment and D/s. I'll admit, I still think about the things that happened between us and in our household, although it probably would not be good or appropriate to open that can of worms with him again.

It's difficult for me not to push for it, in a way, because we were very connected at the time and the moments we shared were quite intense. I'll never forget a caning I got from him, when a room mate walked in and told him not to stop on his account. Because there was a deep friendship between all of us it was both comfortable and somehow terribly embarrassing to have the lengthy ass whupping that followed witnessed by the other friend, who I soon discovered had not only known it was going on, but made the less than subtle suggestion hours before it happened that I could probably use it! They insisted I keep my eyes forward, which became difficult as I realized that the room mate that had just walked in was actually giving him pointers and teaching him how to do it better! Suddenly things went frrom a mild and playful 'bondage fun night' to me seeing stars as the rain of blows became mercilessly quick and sharp with precision. It would have continued for some time longer, I'm sure, but the cane broke! I was then taught that anytime something breaks or gets damaged like that it's my responsibility to replace it. I was also told with a wicked gentleness not to worry, because our neighborhood was full of green bamboo!

That was one out of many moments we shared, which I will admit were good for me in their time.... some of which I hated to love, and some of which I loved to hate. Sometimes I miss living in a household with an understated element of D/s that occasionally turned into something real and interesting. I learned a lot and shared a lot that was meaningful to me in it's context.

The reality however is that even though part of it was a good situation that helped me to grow in many ways, the situation as it stood outlived it's usefulness.

Some of it might be entertaining to write about, or at least elements of those situations as part of crafting other stories. That I did, in fact follow directions and go cut myself several bamboo switches the next day, for instance... gives me a definitive perspective on what it's like to be in that position.

That off my chest, I also have worked on rebuilding more of this blog. There's another racy story on the M/f spanking stories page, from one of the BDSM erotic fiction ebooks I did. It's about a young woman who gets caught looking at spanking videos at work, and how her boss decides to deal with the incident appropriately. LOL. "Let the Punishment Fit the Crime".

I also added a page for BDSM humor, and posted "The Politically Correct Domination Fantasy". You'll find links on the right side of this page to check out the changes and new additions. Enjoy!

The Reappearance of Victoria Fox

I managed to take a sort of sabbatical from my kinky life for a while. I had published 5 ebooks of D/s and BDSM fiction, centered mostly around spanking fetish and the psychology of B & D. The break was motivated by a computer failure that caused me to loose several nearly finished manuscripts; this extensive blog getting eaten by the blogger-monster, and a set of personal circumastances too bizarre to describe. ( this coming from me, lol! )

I'm back. It's Laura Antoniou's fault. I'll have to find a creative way to thank her for the highly entertaining and educational weekend I just had.

If you haven't already, and your one of the huge numbers of people still looking at this blog, you should really go buy her Marketplace trilogy, right now.

Why? I knew by page 5 or sooner that I should put the book down, quickly, and run away. I knew exactly what would happen if I didn't. Given that I seem to have difficulty being obedient even to myself, I suffered the consequences. (ha!) I could not put it down. Book 1, "The Marketplace" lead directly to book 2, "The Slave", and Book 3, "The Trainer". I read for 5 days straight, a litter of coffee cups at my feet. I'm not kidding. It's better than Anne Rice's Beauty Series, by far. It's better than my stuff, to the point that even saying I write BDSM erotic fiction makes me blush and feel embarrassed. It should be required reading for anyone interested in S & M, B & D, D/s and other forms of kinky alphabet soup.

I'm quite sure I'll be trying to explain why, in my own humble attempt to be of service, and that it will take some time to do that properly. I am likely to have a love/hate relationship with this, but I definitely have to write again, there really isn't a choice.....my inner Muse doesn't seem to pay attention to safe words when she wants to torture me. That, and and I better cruise for someone to play with again, before I loose my mind completely.

In the mean time start Here, with "The Marketplace" by Laura Antoniou , and then read "The Slave" and "The Trainer" :



You can also check out her blog here:
But how's the Coffee....

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