Spanked by Mr. Jackson

By John Derek

She could never explain it. At least not in a way that made any rationale sense. But sometimes she simply liked to be spanked. If you enjoy fantasy of discipline from the perspective of the spankee, this is right up your alley. A simple tale with a painful end! Adult sexual situations here. Note this is a consensual fantasy novel. Please be over 18 to purchase and enjoy.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lulu.com
• Release date: Oct 17, 2020
• ISBN: 9781716499739

John Derek

I like to write. My stuff deals with domination and submission, usually from the perspective of the submissive. I like to imagine what it is like to be uncomfortable and be willing to take a risk. I write about spanking and some other forms of domination. It is meant to be sexual and interesting but not oppressive. This is from my mind only.

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Copyright 2021

February 14, 2021

Spanked by Mr. Jackson

Lulu Edition

(Previously titled Punished by Mr. Jackson/Disciplined by Mr. Jackson)

2bd Edition

Written and published by John Derek

Distributed by Lulu

ISBN: 978-1-71649-973-9

The story

It begins

I sat inside my car for a few minutes.  My heart was pounding and my mouth was dry.  I twitched and shifted in my seat nervously.    Part of my mind kept telling me to run.  After all, I didn’t have to do this.  I could just restart the car and driveaway.  Yet I knew I couldn’t.  I wanted this too much, even though that really didn’t make any sense.  Even worse, I couldn’t explain why I wanted this.  I gulped and looked at my watch.

It was 9:59 a.m.  I needed to decide now.  If I was truly going to do this, I had best get to the door.  10 a.m. was the time.  10:01 was not, and frankly I would pay for every extra minute I was late.  At least that is what he had always said would happen.    He was Jack.  Or Old Man Jackson as we used to call him when I was a child.  But I wasn’t a child any more.  I was at the ripe age of twenty-five.  Too old for this, yet not old enough at the same time.

With final trepidation I opened my car door and exited the vehicle.  I