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Dreams of Spanking
@dreamsofspanking.bsky.social
Corporal punishment storytelling, ethically produced for the discerning enthusiast. Authentic, sex-positive, queer-inclusive, gender egalitarian and HOT!
At first, Bambi is having fun: gasping, giggling, luxuriating in the attention while Blake shows Vic a few new tricks. Then the strokes get harder, the implements get meaner, and keeping her composure becomes more and more work.
September 30, 2026 at 6:31 PM
Vic and Bambi want to celebrate their anniversary by embracing their D/s dynamic more deeply - and what better way to begin than by letting a professional Domme show Vic exactly how to get her brat under control?
September 29, 2026 at 9:05 PM
What better motivation could there be for getting through another long day at the office than knowing exactly what waits for you at home: dinner, a drink, and a wife all too eager to take you apart?
September 27, 2026 at 6:28 PM
There’s something deeply satisfying about watching a polished businessman come apart at the seams: bare-bottomed, breathless, kneeling at her feet. He looks much better this way, don’t you think?
September 26, 2026 at 6:33 PM
She knows exactly what he needs after a long, hard day at the office - not sympathy or not silence, but the chance to stop being capable for a while and become her toy instead.
September 25, 2026 at 2:27 PM
A hot dinner waiting. A stiff drink poured. A beautiful wife ready to welcome you home. Honestly, what more could a hardworking husband ask for? Well, this wife has a few very particular ideas…
September 24, 2026 at 3:30 PM
The transformation is gradual: jacket off, composure slipping, bottom bared, breath catching. By the time he’s kneeling at her feet, the businessman has disappeared entirely and been replaced by a different person altogether.
September 23, 2026 at 7:43 PM
He spends all day being competent, collected and completely in control. Then he comes home, takes off the suit, and lets his wife reduce him piece by piece to something altogether less dignified. What more could any man ask for?
September 22, 2026 at 7:30 PM
Dinner’s in the oven, there’s a drink poured ready, and every cushion is perfectly arranged. But don’t mistake this attentive partner for a dutiful housewife - the plans she has for her husband tonight are all her own.
September 21, 2026 at 6:50 PM
What better motivation could there be for getting through another long day at the office than knowing exactly what waits for you at home: dinner, a drink, and a wife all too eager to take you apart?
September 20, 2026 at 6:28 PM
The rhythm never changes. The machine doesn’t tire, doesn’t falter, doesn’t care. You hear the gears turn. You know what comes next. The knowing doesn’t help.
September 15, 2026 at 7:30 PM
The guards barely touch you, and you’ll certainly find no warmth in the machine they’ve given you to for your punishment. It simply strikes, withdraws, resets, and strikes again, as the people operating it watch the screen with impassive expressions.
September 14, 2026 at 7:16 PM
You can hear the gears turning before every stroke. You always know when the next one is coming. Somehow, that doesn’t make it easier.
September 13, 2026 at 6:29 PM
There’s no pleasure in a machine whipping, no sadistic gleam in someone’s eye as they raise their implement. Only cold metal, whistling rubber, and angry stripes spreading slowly across your back.
September 12, 2026 at 3:30 PM
Each stroke lands with the same rhythm, the same force, the same terrible certainty - no hesitation, no adjustment. There is nothing here human enough to change its mind.
September 11, 2026 at 7:30 PM
The machine won’t respond to your movements. It won’t listen to your pleas. It won’t care how red your back becomes. It will simply keep striking, tireless. mechanical.
September 10, 2026 at 6:31 PM
The room echoes as you’re led towards the wooden apparatus. Cold floors, harsh restraints, guards who touch you as little as possible; somewhere nearby, the machine is waiting.
September 9, 2026 at 8:15 PM
When Inspector Blake first arrived, there were irregularities to correct and standards to maintained. But somehow, three films later, she and Headmistress Victoria have ended up naked over the office sofa…
September 6, 2026 at 6:27 PM
In time, Inspector and Headmistress have become two women taking turns over each other’s laps. Punishment became pleasure, workwear became lingerie, and now even the lace and satin is gone…
September 5, 2026 at 3:31 PM
The paperwork is forgotten, the punishment is over, and the pretence of discipline has vanished with the last of their clothes. All that remains is the deliciously explicit finale Blake and Victoria have yearned for all along.
September 4, 2026 at 7:29 PM
There are some big changes behind the scenes at Dreams of Spanking.
We're delighted to formally announce @poppapig.bsky.social , Nimue Allen and more as part of the growing team!
September 4, 2026 at 12:32 PM
The two women take it in turns, each wearing a firm plastic cock, fucking each other with gasping thrusts until their carefully cultivated professional distance feels very far away indeed.
September 3, 2026 at 6:30 PM
Bent over the sofa in the Headmistress’s office, Blake and Victoria finally give themselves over utterly to everything they’ve wanted since the Inspector first turned up to give her report.
September 2, 2026 at 6:29 PM
What could be better than an excuse to do something you wanted to do anyway? Blake and Victoria have been running out of excuses for three films now, and at long last they’ve stopped looking for them.
September 1, 2026 at 5:29 PM
Slowly, piece by piece, they’ve stripped it all away: the professional facade, the schoolmarmy reticence, the silky lingerie. By the time we reach our climax, Blake and Victoria have nothing left to hide behind.
August 31, 2026 at 7:04 PM