Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl
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				Title: <strong>Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 06:29:18</strong>
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				Elizabeth or Beth as she is called by many of her friends is a straight A student, a nerd and slightly chubby. She had a slight pouch in her stomach, but is not too fat. She stands about 5" 2' with straight black hair that falls to just under her shoulders. She also has a straight fringe of bangs that rests above her slim and curved eyebrows, that she always keeps clean and trimmed. Because of all her reading and studying she does have small black rounded glasses that cover her bright green eyes. She is also tan that with the help of her green eyes makes her look like a Arabian Princess. <br><br>She is a bit shy around those she does not know, but around those she knows well, besides her parents, she is outgoing. She also has a bad boy boyfriend, motorcycle and all, named Ian. He always encouraged her to be naughty and party, even tough he does get good grades. He calls her Liz because he thinks its a hotter nickname. Beth's parents hate him, so while she is home they normally do not see each other. They are also are engaged, but are hiding it, and she wears his ring on her necklace.<br><br>Lately though she had been spying on her neighbor. She seen her several times in different compromising positions and thought it was hot. She still did love her boyfriend, but liked just to watch her, it was hot. Now she was sneaking around her home trying to see her again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 16:55:01</strong>
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				Today was Beth's lucky day, it seemed: Mrs. Robinson (and oh, didn't that name just make her parents crack jokes about their neighbor?) was out by her pool, sunning herself in a skimpy little indigo bikini that left very little of her voluptuous, chocolate brown, and statuesque self to the imagination.<br><br>She was black, and divorced (no kids), and as near as anyone could tell she didn't actually do anything for a living--all of which, along with her name, drew the curious and snooty speculation of neighborhood gossip.&nbsp; Yet she was generous to a fault with her time, often holding Halloween parties for the neighborhood children, or holiday parties, or something similar.&nbsp; This, Beth knew already.&nbsp; She also knew, by way of her parents bringing such matters up in conversations, that she often had guests--distinguished guests, from the sound of things.&nbsp; Concert musicians, artists, authors...<br><br>Today, though, she was simply enjoying the sun, a tall glass of iced tea in one elegant hand, a copy of some weighty tome in the other, and suntan oil glistening on her body.&nbsp; She tilted her head once or twice as if glancing up at Beth's house, but her sunglasses made it impossible for the girl to know whether or not she was being watched.<br><br>Right up to the moment when Mrs. Robinson gave her a warm smile and beckoned to her playfully.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 18:10:19</strong>
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				Beth flushed as she was noticed, she had hoped she was hidden well enough. She didn't want to start anything with the lady, for that was cheating, looking wasn't. Though she knew she couldn't just stand there staring so she took a step forward. "S...sorry..." she whispered. "I um...wanted to see if you had any well known guests today..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>10-11-2010, 22:55:41</strong>
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				"Of course you did.&nbsp; Come on out, honey.&nbsp; I won't bite.&nbsp; Elizabeth, isn't it?"<br><br>As always, Mrs. Robinson's voice was mellow, soothing to the ear, smooth...a sultry purr that caressed gently and promised much.<br><br>"And yesterday you were hoping to catch sight of one of my visitors as well, of course.&nbsp; As for the day before...well, I can hardly entertain every night of the week, now, can I?"<br><br>She laughed.<br><br>"May I at least offer you a Long Island Iced Tea or something?"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 01:33:14</strong>
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				"Its Beth..." she whispered softly. "Or Liz, or Lizzy...whatever you prefer..." She took a few steps forward flushing deeper at her words. "I...I...I'm s...sorry..." she stuttered embarrassed. "It w...was wr...wrong of m...m...me to spy..." She bit her lip at her offer, "Long Island Ice tea...t...that h...has alcohol...I c...can't..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 02:59:17</strong>
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				"I think you can," Mrs. Robinson smiled.&nbsp; "Consider it your forfeit for spying on me."<br><br>Her perfect white teeth flashed for a moment.<br><br>"As you've admitted you were doing.&nbsp; Which makes me curious as to the reasons for your behavior."&nbsp; She pointed to a chaise lounge beside hers.&nbsp; "Sit here while I get your drink."<br><br>She stood, effortlessly flowing from a lazy recline to a long, slow stretch that reinforced Beth's feelings of inadequacy--D-cup breasts, a perfectly trim belly (with a tiny silver ring in her navel), firm thighs.<br><br>"Don't you dare run away, or I'll tell your Mommy and Daddy you were peeping on me," she laughed playfully, striding into the house.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 04:29:25</strong>
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				Beth slowly sat down on the lounge as she bit her lip. She couldn't help but stare at the older woman as she walked away. She felt worse compared to her with her belly and only C-cup breasts.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 05:18:34</strong>
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				Mrs. Robinson returned a few moments later, a second drink in her hand.<br><br>"Here you go, baby girl.&nbsp; Bottoms up!&nbsp; And then you can explain why, exactly, you've been spying on me for the last few days."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 05:26:03</strong>
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				Beth flushed then shyly took the glass. "Um...thank you..." She looked down shy not knowing what to say, "Well...um..." she bit her lip. "I was...just curious as to what you do...everyone talks about you..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 05:27:28</strong>
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				"Really."<br><br>Mrs. Robinson sat, smiling at Beth for a long moment before taking a drink of her own tea.<br><br>"Let me guess.&nbsp; You've learned...what, exactly?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 05:37:15</strong>
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				Beth looked down as she took a slow sip. "Um...w...well..you like to sunbath a lot..." She flushed a bit as she thought about it. "And you and your Ex fight a lot..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 05:52:38</strong>
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				"True.&nbsp; Donald <em>is</em> an ass, isn't he?&nbsp; Our marriage was an error in judgment, his and mine, and it's best left where it is.&nbsp; Alas, he still believes that I might want him in my bed...or perhaps his ego refuses to accept the truth.&nbsp; Hard to tell."<br><br>She sipped her drink and eyed the younger woman.<br><br>"What else, baby girl?&nbsp; Have you discovered my terrible secret yet?"<br><br>She smiled, obviously teasing...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 05:58:41</strong>
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				Beth nodded now, "Yes he seems rather mean..." He frowned, she had no idea what she was talking about. "What secret?" she asked curious. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 06:02:25</strong>
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				"Obviously I must have one, or there'd be no point in spying.&nbsp; Drink up."<br><br>Mrs. Robinson grinned at Beth.<br><br>"Mmmm.&nbsp; Chilly?&nbsp; Or is the alcohol already getting to you?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 06:05:36</strong>
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				Beth frowned, "I um...I didn't see anything..." she admitted softly. She looked down curious, "Should I know something?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 06:08:21</strong>
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				"You're nipping up, baby girl.&nbsp; Do you normally do that when spying on scantily clad women?"&nbsp; She laughed and sipped her drink.&nbsp; "Having forbidden thoughts, are we?&nbsp; I think that deserves another forfeit.&nbsp; Tell me, your bad-boy friend with the motorcycle...what have you let him do?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 06:23:22</strong>
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				Emma flushed not wanting to tell her. "Well um thats private..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 06:24:33</strong>
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				"So is my personal life, but that didn't stop you, now, did it?"<br><br>Mrs. Robinson laughed again, sultry and somehow dangerous...<br><br>"Does he spank you, little girl?&nbsp; Do you like it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 18:57:39</strong>
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				Elizabeth flushed and she looked away quickly. She didn't want to tell her, but now it seemed she had to. "Um...yeah sometimes..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 19:17:16</strong>
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				"And does he pleasure you, or does he simply put it in until he comes?"<br><br>She slid her sunglasses down, revealing dark eyes dancing and alive with mischief.<br><br>"Don't answer that.&nbsp; A good spanking would be an appropriate punishment.&nbsp; But, because I am somewhat kind, we will take this inside.&nbsp; No need to let you run the risk of another neighbor peeping on me!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 20:28:57</strong>
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				Beth flushed lightly at her question then deeper at the look in her eyes. "Y...your going to spank me?" shequestioned her voice squeeking at the end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>11-11-2010, 20:32:05</strong>
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				"Actually, what I'd like to do is probably a lot more than you can handle," Mrs. Robinson explained with a wicked, predatory glint in her eye.&nbsp; "But yes, I want to spank your bottom until you cry, or until you finger yourself through your white cotton good girl panties.&nbsp; I want to know that you'll remember that you were a bad girl every time you sit down."<br><br>She licked her lips slowly, her tongue looking so pink and delicate for a moment.<br><br>"So you are going to go inside, and then I am going to follow, and you are going to bend over for me and beg for forgiveness before I smack your ass.&nbsp; Or I can tell your parents you're peeping on me.&nbsp; Your choice."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 02:43:19</strong>
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				Beth felt as if her skin would forever hold that warm pinkish tint, for those words excited and shamed her. She bit her lip shyly then stood, not wanting her parents to know what she was doing. "I...I'll go inside..." she whispered. "I'm sorry I was peeping on you..." She bit her lip harder as she made her way inside trying to think of a way to get out of it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 03:15:37</strong>
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				"No, you're just sorry you got caught," the woman said breezily.&nbsp; "Finish your drink first.&nbsp; A little booze might help you relax enough to enjoy this."<br><br>She followed slowly, sipping her own leisurely until she could close the door behind them.<br><br>"Mmmm.&nbsp; Now, let's see your butt, girl.&nbsp; And your rack."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 03:20:58</strong>
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				Beth drank down the drink quickly and blushed. She bent over for her before biting her lip, "M...my rack?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 03:25:12</strong>
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				"Strip down to your undies," Mrs. Robinson said, finishing her drink and setting it on the counter before slinking into the living room and taking a seat on the edge of her sofa.&nbsp; "Right here," she added, pointing to the floor in front of her.&nbsp; "I want to see you before I punish you."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 03:29:22</strong>
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				Beth flushed deep, "W...why..." she asked softly, nervous. "I...I don't want to strip..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 03:34:30</strong>
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				"Oh, so I just pick up the phone and tell Mommy?"<br><br>Mrs. Robinson snapped her fingers.<br><br>"Come on, girl.&nbsp; Should have thought of that before you went peeping on me!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 03:40:06</strong>
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				Beth whimpered but nodded shy. She slowly started to remove her jeans and button up, reviling lacy red panties and a matching bra, Ian liked them. "I...it t...that all?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 03:49:31</strong>
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				"Rather racy, don't you think?&nbsp; I had expected white cotton.&nbsp; You're just full of naughty little surprises, aren't you, baby girl?"<br><br>Snapping her fingers again, the woman indicated her lap.<br><br>"Now come here and bend over for your punishment."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 03:59:38</strong>
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				Beth flushed but moved closer as she asked. She slowly bent over her lap, "I...I'm sorry...please...don't hurt me..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 04:02:52</strong>
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				Mrs. Robinson took one of Beth's hands, twisting it behind her back and holding it there...both, Beth realized, to keep her in place, but also to help her keep her precarious balance.<br><br>"Are you lying to me, girl?&nbsp; You were checking me out, weren't you?"<br><br>With a slow, steady yank, she pulled Beth's panties into a wedgie, tugging the cloth snugly against her sex and between her cheeks, almost pulling firmly enough to thread the flimsy panties between her nether lips...<br><br>"Just dying to get a look at my boobs."<br><br>The first swat to her bottom followed a second later, open-handed and jarring, but not too painful.&nbsp; Not yet.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 04:07:35</strong>
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				Beth cried out in slight pain trying to get away from her. This was embaressing but it also felt nice. "I...I...was just...curious..." she protested flushing. "I...Ian told me to look...so I can tell him...so we can imagine you...learn things..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 04:11:24</strong>
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				"Is that so."<br><br>She spanked Beth again, harder this time...alternating cheeks, then slapping the backs of her thighs.<br><br>"Have you let him put it up your ass, girl?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 04:16:38</strong>
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				Beth flushed then nodded, "Y...yes hes had all of me..." she whispered. She whimpered wiggling against her, "Hurts..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 04:23:39</strong>
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				"You let him stick it up your butt," she said, clicking her tongue and spanking harder.&nbsp; "Did you like it, baby girl?&nbsp; Did you like that pain, his little white dick slipping between your cheeks?"<br><br>Her next swat landed on Beth's mound, slapping and holding, almost kneading.<br><br>"My, my, my!&nbsp; How wet you are!&nbsp; I might think this is turning you on!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 04:30:05</strong>
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				Beth moaned as she started to rub. "S...stop..." she pleaded, she didn't want to cheat on Ian.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 04:33:39</strong>
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				This earned her another hard slap to each cheek and another to her mound, followed by a sharper tug on her panties.<br><br>"I stop when I think you've had enough, baby girl," the woman said sternly.&nbsp; "Sneaking around just to get a look at my boobs all so you could tell your selfish asshole of a boyfriend in bed...maybe I shouldn't give you back.&nbsp; How about <em>that</em>?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 05:52:20</strong>
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				Beths eyes went wide, "No he loves me we just like to make things intresting...he wasnted me to kearn moves. Please let me go home..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 17:08:25</strong>
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				"Learn moves."<br><br>Mrs. Robinson slapped Beth's ass even harder.<br><br>"You were hoping to spy on me<em> having sex</em>?&nbsp; That's going to need even more punishment!"<br><br>She pushed Beth off her lap, sliding after her to roll her onto her back and straddle her hips.<br><br>"Bra off.&nbsp; Now!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 20:48:42</strong>
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				Beth flushed as she landed on her back. "I...I'm sorry..." she whimpered. She slowly pulled off her bra, "W...what are you going to do to me?"
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 20:51:25</strong>
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				As soon as Beth moved her bra, the voluptuous black woman licked her lips and gave her breasts a playful slap.<br><br>"Maybe I should tie your little white ass up, fuck you with toys until you can't come any more, and make him watch."<br><br>Then she pinched Beth's nipples and tugged them...making it hurt!<br><br>"He wants to know so much, the brave boy sent you to spy on me!&nbsp; And what's he going to do for you?&nbsp; Ram it up your ass?&nbsp; Make you swallow his load?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>12-11-2010, 23:24:47</strong>
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				Beth whimpered as she tugged on her nipples, it hurt. "P...please stop..." she begged. "He...he couldn't do it himself...he'll get in trouble...my parents could see him. He only wanted to test me...tease me...he didn't think I'd do it..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 01:29:44</strong>
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				Mrs. Robinson spanked her breasts harder, pinching and tugging in between slaps.<br><br>"Too bad!&nbsp; You should have thought of that!&nbsp; You're a big girl, aren't you?"<br><br>Finally she bent down, her full breasts pressing Beth's flat, and met the girl's eyes.<br><br>"I guess you get the full treatment.&nbsp; Crocodile tears aren't enough for me anymore.&nbsp; And you better keep your yap shut when I'm done with you, or you'll wish you had."<br><br>She lifted herself up, turned around, and straddled Beth's waist again, this time slapping her palm against the girl's mound...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 01:36:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth whimpered trying to get away from her. She was scared and didn't want her to do this. "Stop..." she pleaded. "Please...please let me go. I'm sorry..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 02:37:02</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The woman swatted her harder on her inner thighs and mound, several times.<br><br>"Oh, you gonna be sorry, baby girl.&nbsp; You gonna be so sorry you cry!"<br><br>Finally, she gave Beth's mound a firm slap and left her hand in contact, grinding the heel against the girl's clit.<br><br>"I value my privacy, baby girl.&nbsp; You gotta earn your freedom after this little stunt, and it won't be easy."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 02:40:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth gasped at the contact and arched. It hurt yet it felt good, and she couldn't understand why. "W...what do I have to do?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 06:55:53</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"You wanted to know what it was I do, right? You gonna find out!"<br><br>Yanking on Beth's panties, renewing the wedgie, this time making sure the cloth slipped between her nether lips, the black woman slid off.<br><br>"Know what a dominatrix is, baby girl? You just interrupted one on her day off."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 20:24:23</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth flushed, she knew what that was thanks to her boyfriend. "A...a dominatrix?" She stuttered embaressed. "I...I'm sorry don't hurt me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>13-11-2010, 21:28:36</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Oh, I'm going to enjoy topping you!&nbsp; Ever fuck a girl before, baby girl?"<br><br>More pussy spanks followed, fast and hard.<br><br>"Guess who gets to be my little bitch now...and whenever I decide I want her on all fours, begging to come?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 00:39:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth gasped wiggling against her hand, it was making her wetter. "No..." she whispered. "Please. Just let me go. I'm really sorry..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 00:43:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				More pussy spanking followed, along with tugs on Beth's wedgie...<br><br>"I will fuck you anywhere I wish," Mrs. Robinson hissed.&nbsp; "And you will scream your submission and delight."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 00:49:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth gasped wiggling against her again. She was flushing but stayed silent not knowing what to say.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 00:52:08</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mrs. Robinson stood again, stretching as she gazed down at Beth.<br><br>"Finger yourself, baby girl.&nbsp; Do it until I tell you to stop.&nbsp; You are not allowed to come."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 05:02:45</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth flushed but didn't move to listen. "I...I...I have to finger myself?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 05:06:26</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That's right.&nbsp; Get to work!"<br><br>She bent down and pressed one hand to Beth's cheek in an almost affectionate way, then gave her a playful slap.<br><br>"Before we're done, I've half a mind to ruin you for men forever.&nbsp; But we'll just have to see if you're a good baby girl, or a pain in my ass."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 05:07:41</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth flushed deeper then started to shyly finger herself.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 05:10:16</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good girl."<br><br>Straightening up, Mrs. Robinson disappeared from view for a few minutes.&nbsp; When she returned, she carried a riding crop in one hand and a pair of nipple clamps in the other.&nbsp; She had also stripped out of her swimsuit, now clad in nothing but a strap-on harness sporting a long, thick, ridged toy that jutted upward at an impudent angle.&nbsp; Wordlessly kneeling beside Beth's head, she set the crop aside and seized one of the younger woman's nipples to attach a tweezer clamp and tighten it just past the point of tolerance...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 05:15:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth screamed and tried to pull away from the pain. "Stop," he pleaded. "It hurts...please...just let me go..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 20:39:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This is punishment, baby girl.&nbsp; It's supposed to hurt," the woman reminded her sternly, reaching for the other nipple.&nbsp; "You're my bitch, now.&nbsp; I fuck you how I please."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 22:21:32</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth whimpered trying to get away. "I'm sorry...please...I won't tell just let me go..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 22:28:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"That is not an option," the woman said sternly.&nbsp; "Now get your fingers working!&nbsp; I want to hear you moaning."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 22:30:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth whimpered trying to move away. "I won't...it hurts too much..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>14-11-2010, 22:49:35</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mrs. Robinson grabbed Beth's hair, met her eyes.<br><br>"You gonna get it either way, baby girl.&nbsp; You probably want to get at least a little fun out of it!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>15-11-2010, 02:03:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth whimpered again then touched herself, "You frighten me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>16-11-2010, 23:18:48</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Good!&nbsp; Next time maybe you think twice before peeping on someone just to get your boy-toy's rocks off."<br><br>The woman gave the chain between the clamps a slow pull upward.<br><br>"Open your mouth, baby girl.&nbsp; You get to suck my cock, just like you do his. Show me what you know, girlie."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 18:20:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth's eyes went wide and she looked to her eyes. "Y...you have a cock?" she asked shocked.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 18:26:29</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"They're called strap-ons, baby girl.&nbsp; Haven't you ever seen one?"<br><br>Grinning, Mrs. Robinson pulled the chain a little harder.<br><br>"I'm going to give you an extra dozen swats with a paddle for that one!&nbsp; Get you nice and wet at both ends before I stuff your hot little white-girl ass..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 18:39:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth whimpered as the chain was pulled. She stayed still though she wanted to move away from her.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 18:51:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Come on, baby girl!&nbsp; Up on all fours, at least, like a good little doggy.&nbsp; If you won't walk, that is.&nbsp; Much as it'd be fun to do this to you here and now, I prefer to work downstairs."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 18:56:47</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth stood slowly, frightened. "Please don't hurt me..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 19:06:34</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"This is punishment, baby girl.&nbsp; It has to hurt or you won't learn a thing."<br><br>Mrs. Robinson grabbed Beth's hair and kissed her deeply, her tongue driving impudently between the younger woman's lips.<br><br>"I am going to whip you and fuck you.&nbsp; You can tell your boyfriend about <em>that</em>."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 19:12:49</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth flushed when she was kissed, she hadn't been expecting that. She whimpered trying to pull away but she could not with the hand in her hair.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 19:23:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mrs. Robinson released her after a few moments, for air.<br><br>"Now get, baby girl.&nbsp; I want to hear you scream for mercy while I paddle your butt."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 19:26:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth bit her lip and headed for the door. "W...where is it?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 19:32:33</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Through there.&nbsp; Open the door, go down the stairs.&nbsp; Carefully!"<br><br>Mrs. Robinson followed, her hand lingering on Beth's bottom.<br><br>"How long've you had a thing for other girls, baby?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 19:42:27</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth flushed and pulled away from that hand, "I don't have a thing for girls..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 19:45:15</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Which is why you were staring at my butt. And my boobs.&nbsp; And my pussy."<br><br>Mrs. Robinson laughed and gave Beth a swat.<br><br>"Your boyfriend...he eats your pussy?&nbsp; Or is he too much a real man to do that?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 19:58:59</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth flushed biting her lip, "H...he does..." she admitted shy. "B...before..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 20:03:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"If I tie your little bitch ass up for a sixteen-woman lesbo orgy, you'll learn to appreciate a woman's tongue there before long.&nbsp; But you said he does this before...before what, exactly?"<br><br>She swatted Beth again.<br><br>"Talk, baby girl!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 20:10:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth flushed whimpering at the swat. "Before we have sex..." she told her shyly.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>21-11-2010, 20:17:51</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"How considerate," she sneered.&nbsp; "Is he fronting?&nbsp; Turn left."<br><br>Turning left brought Beth into a long, low room with several unusual pieces of furniture...which a few moment's blushing consideration told her were no doubt meant for bondage games!<br><br>"You wanted to know, baby girl.&nbsp; Here's the answer.&nbsp; I am a domme.&nbsp; I fuck people who want to be fucked without mercy.&nbsp; Men.&nbsp; Women.&nbsp; Couples, sometimes.&nbsp; There's nothing like taking some high-roller exec up the ass while his wife sucks his cock...but for playtime I prefer to fuck girls."&nbsp; Her hand fondled Beth's butt again.&nbsp; "I especially like to put the treatment on straight girls.&nbsp; Nothing like some little white-bread Baptist preacher's daughter learning to appreciate a thick strap-on in her ass!&nbsp; Tasty..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 02:52:07</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth flushed as she looked around the room. "Y...your going go to hurt me aren't you?" she asked softly worried. "Please...just let me go..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 03:43:28</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Grabbing Beth by the hair again, Mrs. Robinson steered her toward one low frame that looked like a padded sawhorse.<br><br>"This is punishment, and punishment hurts!&nbsp; How often must I say this?&nbsp; And you, baby girl, are earning another dozen swats every time you open your mouth!&nbsp; Now get over there and bend over that.&nbsp; Ass up, tits down, and prepare for the pain."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 03:54:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth whimpered and bent as she said. She kept her mouth closed though she wanted to complain, she didn't want to be hurt.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 06:15:10</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Once Beth bent over the sawhorse, Mrs. Robinson took her time securing the young woman with what felt like velvety bands, snug and secure but smooth on her skin.<br><br>"There we go."<br><br>She tugged the chain again, slapped Beth's thighs, teased her clit with two fingers.<br><br>"Now, does baby girl have anything she wishes to say before she gets what's coming to her spying little ass?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 07:40:06</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth gasped as she was tied then tried to get free. "I...I'm sorry...just let me go...please..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 16:47:58</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mrs. Robinson's only answer was the paddle being brought to bear on Beth's bare bottom, often and hard.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 20:08:25</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth whimpered going silent except for her cries of pain.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>22-11-2010, 22:26:17</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				How long Mrs. Robinson spanked her, Beth couldn't say.&nbsp; But her bottom and thighs felt like they were glowing red hot when the woman finally stopped...and then ran tickling fingers along the younger woman's exposed pussy, parting her lips and teasing her clit.<br><br>"Nice and wet!&nbsp; I think you enjoyed that more than you want to admit, baby girl.&nbsp; Now for your next punishment.&nbsp; You feel those clamps on your nipples, right?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 04:29:40</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth blushed at her fingers, knowing she had liked it a bit. She whimpered as she looked to her worried. "Y...yea..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 06:56:31</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"I have another pair for your lips.&nbsp; &nbsp;And one for your clit.&nbsp; These come with wicked little weights which will pull you open and give you a few new tears."<br><br>She kissed Beth's cherry-red butt once, on the left cheek.<br><br>"Imagine how those will feel when I fuck your ass nice and deep, the weights swinging as I pump you!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 19:24:14</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth whimpered wiggling frightened. "W...why? That will hurt..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 19:30:12</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"It certainly will.&nbsp; Now you just wait.&nbsp; Momma wants to take a few pictures for her scrapbook!&nbsp; That lovely red ass of yours, up in the air, ready for a gallon of hot soapy water, or my fist....mmmm, mmm, mmm!"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 19:36:09</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth bit her lip but did not say anything yet.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>23-11-2010, 19:42:37</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Mrs. Robinson took a few pictures with her digital camera, then tugged on one of Beth's labia...before closing a chilly metal clamp on it!&nbsp; Then she clamped the young woman's other lip...and left them dangling, weights forcing her open.&nbsp; It hurt...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 16:31:56</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth gasped then whined at the pain. "Stop..." she begged. "Please take them off."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 19:40:55</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"No."<br><br>A moment later her strong fingers pinched Beth's clit firmly, and then she felt a sting as something sharp pressed against it...then another and another, as if a tiny spiked wheel was rocking back and forth over her little rosebud...
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 19:55:00</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth screamed in agony, "I'm sorry," she sobbed. "I'm sorry just stop..."
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>05-12-2010, 20:32:03</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				The pinpricks did not stop, but instead ran along her exposed inner labia, up and down, over and over.<br><br>"Does the slut want a fucking?"
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>StrawberryDream</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 04:26:01</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				Beth shook her head, "N...no...please..." she begged.
			</dd>
			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Memiors of a Secret Bad Girl</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>MadPanda</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 16:10:20</strong>
			</dt>
			<dd class="postbody">
				"Hot little white schoolgirl bitch like you must love having the cock all the way up inside her, huh?"<br><br>Something cool and hard fastened itself on her clit...pinched...tugged painfully.<br><br>"Last little girl like you I fucked swore off men permanently.&nbsp; It was tasty, hearing her beg.&nbsp; I hear she does live sex shows at lesbian clubs these days."<br><br>Mrs. Robinson gave Beth's thighs a few more slaps.<br><br>"How big is he?&nbsp; Don't want to get a strap-on that's too thick for you, now."
			</dd>
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