otkfme: annoyingwizard:cruelteacher:Leggy Ladiesa must for slaves and leglovers….go to
otkfme: annoyingwizard: cruelteacher: Leggy Ladies a must for slaves and leglovers….go to forum! LeggyLadies at Xlegs.net Not cooperating and Not doing what you told, during an examination procedure, in the pediatrician’s office, got the nurse, to carry through with her threat to turn you across her knee, and “spank the dickens out of you” [like she would with any other out of control child]. Ignoring the fact that your grandmother still took you to the pediatrician for all you medical needs; despite the fact that you were now eighteen, she waned you once again, that she meant every word of her threat!. Having every stitch of your clothes removed for you by her, got you exactly what you were promised [and then some]. In the elevated raised knee position [with you hands and feet unable to touch the ground], you were helpless from preventing her from carrying through with the spanking Afterwards, you were placed just outside the operatory, sobbing, and ordered to stand at attention, with you nose against the wall [displaying a very red hiney], until the doctor came to examine you. To Do Otherwise, would earn you another [even more severe] Trip Across her Knee; she threatened! After the exam was completed, [and she insisted on dressing you], she gave your grandmother her card with her private number on it. Your grandson seems a little too head strong and out of control for his own good, she said. Call me if you think you need help “in setting him on the right path”. A dose or two of *strap oil* wouldn’t do him any harm. Anyway that would be my prescription. Outside the doctor’s office, you began a tirade, resembling a tantrum, about never, ever going to this office again. Your grandmother told you to wit right there, and went back into the doctor’s office. You felt a bit smug about winning your argument, thinking she went back to cancel the next appointment, and this was the last visit to the pediatrician’s office. Instead your stomach tightened, when she returned, telling you, Nurse Joslyn would be *talking* to you this evening, right before she puts you to bed - which I suspect will be way before eight. I would be making plans to be sleeping on my tummy for a few nights, if I were you, it was grandma’s turn to be smug. Take you clothes off, kneel on the chair and lay across my knees. I need to make sure you are really sorry. -- source link