Over The Desk Spanking Stories

A woman meets a new neighbour and finds her background very interesting.

A prequel to ‘Into the New Year’ published two years ago.

By Kane Strokes

Mary, leaving for work, closed the front door of her house in the quiet cul-de-sac, walked less than 100 yards before turning the corner into the access road. Her heart sank as she saw the bungalow where old Mrs Scott had lived had a ‘For Sale’ board outside. Mary knew this was coming, as Mrs Scott had moved into sheltered accommodation. Mary hoped the new owners would keep as much of the old world character as possible, and not rip the place apart.
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A mother and employer team up to teach a girl a good lesson

By Kane Strokes

The early months of 1969, and nineteen year old Cathy Fuller arrives for work at ‘Treadz’ shoe shop just as the shop was about to open. The manageress, Mrs Helen Grant, looked at her watch.

“Sorry Mrs Grant, I got a bit delayed.”

“Your time keeping is going to have to improve, Cathy.” Mrs Grant admonished her. She liked Cathy, always bright and cheerful, but the girl could be a little cheeky at times. Now, if she was her daughter!

Cathy went out the back of the shop to the staff room, took off her coat and returned quickly to the shop. There were two other members of staff, both ladies, and both in their 40’s, Vera Grist and Maureen Taylor, and both thought the same about Cathy’s cheek, although neither said anything about it. It was the way of the world these days, but if she was their daughter!
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A New Year’s party leads to much more

By Kane Strokes

She finished her shower and walked naked into her bedroom. Before her, on the bed, was her fancy dress outfit for the evening’s party. From her ‘smalls’ drawer she found the briefest, thinnest pair of knickers she possessed. She pulled them on and looked at herself in her full length mirror. She did a twirl and looked over her shoulder. She felt as naughty as her knickers looked.

Her bra was just as bold, plunging and uplifting. Another mirror check; this time she leant forward. Despite her age, her cleavage would be a male attention grabber. She put on her suspender belt, then slowly and carefully pulled her sheer black stockings over her legs. Once more, she looked at herself in the mirror. Underneath her outfit she would be all woman.
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Continuing the series, the contest is over and the show’s producers now extend it to include advice to the public.

By Kane Strokes

The studio signal light flashed ‘OFF AIR’, the compere put his arm around Helen’s shoulder.

“A celebratory glass of champagne?”

“Not yet, I have my friend to attend to. She is as much a part of this final as I was.”

The compere was insistent. “The girls will take care of her.”

His tone infuriated Helen. “You take you arm off me or I’ll be using this on you!” She said swishing the trophy cane.

Shocked, he stood back, as did the two attendants. Helen thrust the cane at one of them.
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A wonderful idea for a new sporting event.

By Kane Strokes

Just two days before going on air with the new series, minnow TV company DARE, leaked details of the series to the tabloid press. For once the tabloids were undecided which way to lean. Should they be outraged at the idea, or stir up titillation amongst their readers? Was this a way to demonstrate skills we’re losing, or was the show ‘The Spanking Challenge’ just a showcase for perverts?

The show went on air, recorded six weeks earlier. In the studio were ten contestants; mums, dads, aunts, uncles, girlfriends, boyfriends, all who believed in the benefits of corporal punishment. They had all made it through secret, yet well publicised in the right places, local and regional competitions.
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A letter causes a few surprises

By Kane Strokes

Despite Stuart having left the museum some months back, Helen was still expecting him to be standing there. Now she had Doug, and Doug appeared to have all the social graces of a stereotype museum person, more intent on peeling away the dust to find some historical trinket or artefact than peeling away the thin veil that hid the sensual woman that is Helen.

As with Stuart, she tried mildly flirting; a low cut top and some interesting perfume. Helen also made sure she bent over right in front of him. Alas, he kept his hands to himself.
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An accident leads to an opportunity

By Kane Strokes

In the small village of Prim Lacey, Jack Birch was the main topic of village gossip, or he would be if anyone could find out any more than what everybody knew. The villagers knew he had bought the isolated cottage at the end of the village that stood in its own large grounds. No one knew if there was a Mrs Birch. They knew about the high fence that had been built around the rear of the property by Ron Black, the village handyman, and old Freddy Pierce tended the gardens. If Jack Birch had anyone come in and clean for him, it was no one from the village. They knew he had money, he always paid cash, even for the fence Ron Black had built.
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