This fabulous fantasy spanking story is written by Ozma van Aalsberg, and read aloud by Pandora Blake of Dreams of Spanking. The story originally appeared on Dreams of Spanking and is being published here with permission. 

A week before her twentieth birthday, Riva Avarith, duchess heir of the Grand Fiefdom of Avarith, had instructed the estate’s staff that she was not to be disturbed until the day of her ascent. The calligraphy with which she printed and signed this pronouncement is said to have been more ornate than the most sacred texts of the most devout hermits. So vital was her privacy, that she refused the company of even a mirror in her bedroom. So serious was her concentration, that she sentenced an invading moth to an immediate beheading, and carried out the sentence herself. In this, her last week of childhood innocence, she was to prepare herself for the responsibilities of adulthood. In service to her own rebirth, she had furnished her own cocoon, a tomb in which a sheltered heiress would die and a benevolent leader — a woman who answered to no one — would emerge.

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Today we get to welcome a brand new guest blogger to the site – Sundial! Naturally I love welcoming new guest bloggers, but this one’s special because in her initial email she said she’s thinking of starting her own sex blog but isn’t sure, because it’s hard to rate your own writing. So if you like this, please do leave lovely comments. I imagine you can guess my opinion when you read it, but for what it’s worth here goes: this is one of the most delicious, intense punishment spanking scenes I’ve read in a really long time. The way she luxuriates in the atmosphere and the physical details, really hammering home the power of each crack as well as the strength of the guy who delivers them. It’s extremely hot. I had to go for a lie down. Please give an stingingly warm welcome to Sundial, and dive into this brutal, beautifully-conjured punishment scene…

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This fabulously hot punishment spanking is written and read by EuphemiseThis, and originally appeared on her website. 

The company’s annual conference was extremely useful but completely exhausting, so I was desperate for a nap and some alone time before the final night’s big social. Micha and I worked on different teams in different cites and so only saw each other at these events. We first properly chatted at the post-conference party five years ago and, after a few drinks, discovered that we had a lot in common despite our obvious differences.

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