The School Called Mommy Phone Sex

Mommy got a call from the school today.  Is there anything you want to tell mommy?

No?

Your teacher told mommy that you went up to the teacher’s desk under the pretense of asking her a question and then she caught you trying to sneak a peek down her blouse.  Is this true?

Yes?

I know you’re curious, but you can’t do things like that.  Now mommy has to punish you.  Mommy would much rather be cuddling and snuggling her baby boy.  However, I would be a bad mommy if I didn’t teach you how to be a good boy.

You took your punishment like a big boy and mommy forgives you.  Would you like a close-up look at mommy’s breasts for being mommy’s brave little boy?

Now there’s that smile that mommy loves to see.

Zesty Zoey

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Punished at the theater phone sex Finale

I then felt the shift in his body letting me know the first swing was about to make contact.  I was a sobbing repentant mess by the third stroke.  My ass was feeling the dire consequences of my forgetfulness, but I held that position determined not to disappoint Sir twice in one day.

After fifteen strokes, Sir stopped and lowered the belt stepping closer to my body.  He replaced the belt around his waist and wrapped an arm around my waist stroking my throbbing cheeks with his other hand.  Murmuring his forgiveness and praise for accepting my punishment with honor and grace.  Finally allowing me to stand up and to be embraced in his strong arms, the slate was wiped clean.

The ride home was very uncomfortable.  However, I haven’t talked during a movie since.

Zesty Zoey

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Punished at the theater part 3

Sir brushed my tears away with his thumb and kissed me gently on the cheek before telling me to get out of the car.  He stood so that we were shielded by the long row of cars in the parking lot and no one else was coming that far back.  Sir slid his belt out of his belt loops and commanded me to lower my shorts and to bend over and to brace myself on the side of the car.

I lowered my shorts and adjusted my pantiesBending at the waist, I braced my hands on the side of the car and looked up toward the roof.  I don’t have to be told the proper position any longer.  Arms straight out, head up, back arched, ass out.  I also know the perils of moving one inch out of this position until my punishment is over.

Sir stepped behind me and placed his hand on the small of my back.  He lectured me on how hard we practiced at home.  The many lessons it took to get to this point and how disappointed he was that I couldn’t make it through a single movie without ruining it for those around me.

Zesty Zoey

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Spanking me Phone sex

Pull down my jeans as you look deep into my eyes.  Grab my wrist and lead me over your lap.

I moan feeling the caress of your hand over the mound of my white firm ass.  I feel my pussy starting to get wet already just knowing what’s coming.

I love hearing the murmurs of your appreciation of my round tight ass over your lap.  I close my eyes as I feel your arm wrap tight around my waist.  Instinctively clenching my ass cheeks as I feel your arm draw back lifting into the air.

My head releases toward the floor with the first stinging slap as I feel the gentle pain radiating through my ass cheek.  I know this is only the beginning.  First I will beg for more, then I will beg for you to stop as the tears are streaming down my face.

Zesty Zoey

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Punished at the Theater Part 1

I don’t have a ton of bad habits, but I am only human.  The few that I do have, Sir is very strict about.  He gives me fair warning and if I don’t fix the problem, the punishment is quick and just.

One of the worse habits I have is talking during movies.  We’ve been working on this at home as I drive Sir completely crazy when I do it in the theater.  I just get so caught up and overwhelmed with the action that I feel the driving urge to express it in some way.  So, talking during a movie is a huge issue for me.

I’d been doing really well at home and Sir decided to treat me to a trip to the movie theater.  The movies that come out in the summer are always action packed and full of drama so it’s my favorite time to go.  So, I was super excited.

We got popcorn to eat and pop to drink.  We were early enough to get really good seats.  Sir put the popcorn in his lap and the pop between us to share.  I was squirming in my seat barely able to contain my energy.  Sir gave me the look and I did my best to reign myself in and to sit still.

Zesty Zoey

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Spanksgiving Phone Sex

Four hundred years ago, King James of England issued an edict banning husbands from dispensing corporal punishment in the form of spankings. The king decreed that henceforth wifely transgressions would only be punished with rage, ridicule, and passive aggression. Clearly, this king never understood the spiritual values engendered by a good spanking. Husbands derived a sense of power administrating spankings. And wives enjoyed the firm physical contact.

Feeling marginalized, the leader of a pro-spank religious sect exhorted his followers. “Let us flee from this tyranny and sojourn in a land where we may spank our wives in peace.” So they left their homes to travel by ship to the New World. They named their vessel “Mayflower” after the traditional blessing “the welts on your arse may flower like roses”. After ten weeks at sea they finally landed at Plymouth Rock.

Once landed, John Smith spanked his wife with vigor. The others followed suit spanking their wives. Eventually, some friendly natives visited. The natives showed the Englishmen how to plant corn, beans, and squash. The ears of the Englishmen perked up when the natives taught them how to “tan hides”. John Smith announced, “Let us be thankful. Let us have a great party with lots of spanking, and invite the friendly natives.”

So they had the first Spanksgiving, and a festive one it was! The English husbands erected pillories to secure their wives during the spankings.  The wives removed their bodices and corsets. They entered the pillories and bent over to accept the spankings, paddlings, and whippings meted out by their husbands.  The Englishmen demonstrated the pleasures of spanking to the natives. They all enjoyed spanking Pocahontas. After the festivities, she could not sit down for a week.

Ever since that time Spanksgiving has been kept in our country. Each year Americans rejoice together with turkey, cranberry sauce, and lots of spankings.

Zesty Zoey

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Playing in your stepmom’s panties has phone sex consequences

*snap* *snap* *snap*

That’s the sound you hear from behind you when you think you have the house to yourself and snuck in to play with my panties.  When you turn and see me with the camera up to my eye snapping pictures and that sweet little smile on my face, you don’t know what to expect.  I lower the camera and tell you to put on a specific pair of panties and to model them for me.

When you hesitate, I remind you that I already have lots of pictures to send to your girlfriend.  Maybe I should text them to her now.

*giggles*

Zesty Zoey

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Punishment Paddling Phone Sex

Sir came home and I could tell by the look on his face that he was furious about something.  I brought him a glass of iced tea and knelt at his feet stroking his leg, offering him comfortSir simply sat on the couch looking down on me with that look on his face.

“Were you out today?” he asked.

“Yes,” I replied “I was running errands.”

“Mark said he saw you driving across town at 1pm today.” he said levelly.

“Yes, I was heading to do the grocery shopping for the week, Sir.” I responded.

Sir took his cell phone out of his pocket and keyed up his text message screen, “Then why did I get a text from you at 1pm?”

I hung my head.  I had been missing Sir and in the moment was only thinking about reaching out to him.

“Go get the paddle.” he commanded me.

I didn’t argue.  I jumped to obey.  We’d had this discussion before.  I’ve been working to break the habit of using my phone while driving.  I just wasn’t thinking, and I know there are consequences for not using my brain.

I handed Sir the discipline paddle.  A 21-inch pine paddle with 12 holes drilled into it.  Without needing to be told, I lowered my jeans and panties and bent over the arm of the couch.

I guarantee I’ll remember not to text and drive for a very long time.

How would you punish me?

Zesty Zoey

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