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mpoetess has put together a links list of the spanking fics this week so far, I've moved this from comments on an earlier post so she can link to it too (and more people see it).
It's byvanillacokehead and is untitled and delicious. Thank you! ::hugs::
Giles glanced at the Library clock. Just five more minutes and then 'The Life of Matthew Hopkins, Witchfinder General' would be overdue.
His idea of imposing fines for late returns had been a work of inspiration. Just the thing to instill a bit of discipline. Discipline ... such a delicious word.
One minute to go. This was just intolerable. She really needed to be taught a lesson. Giles shook his head; no time for daydreams.
He hoped she'd be wearing the fluffy pink jumper. How she purred as he ran his hand across her back. The little flowery skirt, it had to be the little flowery skirt. The flimsy material offered no protection and he could feel the heat rising from her cheeks as he delivered each measured slap.
Five minutes late. The anticipation was just too much.
The door creaks and she's there at the enquiry desk, head coquettishly tilted to one side. She puts the smiley-face rucksack on the desk and removes the book.
Giles' pulse quickens. Not such an obvious sexuality as Buffy but just as alluring. He's so aroused he cannot help landing a playful slap on her behind as he moves to flip the Library sign to closed ...
mpoetess has put together a links list of the spanking fics this week so far, I've moved this from comments on an earlier post so she can link to it too (and more people see it).It's by
vanillacokehead and is untitled and delicious. Thank you! ::hugs::Giles glanced at the Library clock. Just five more minutes and then 'The Life of Matthew Hopkins, Witchfinder General' would be overdue.
His idea of imposing fines for late returns had been a work of inspiration. Just the thing to instill a bit of discipline. Discipline ... such a delicious word.
One minute to go. This was just intolerable. She really needed to be taught a lesson. Giles shook his head; no time for daydreams.
He hoped she'd be wearing the fluffy pink jumper. How she purred as he ran his hand across her back. The little flowery skirt, it had to be the little flowery skirt. The flimsy material offered no protection and he could feel the heat rising from her cheeks as he delivered each measured slap.
Five minutes late. The anticipation was just too much.
The door creaks and she's there at the enquiry desk, head coquettishly tilted to one side. She puts the smiley-face rucksack on the desk and removes the book.
Giles' pulse quickens. Not such an obvious sexuality as Buffy but just as alluring. He's so aroused he cannot help landing a playful slap on her behind as he moves to flip the Library sign to closed ...