I have memories of when I was six years old and mom was busy with baby brother. I ran around wildly annoying the neighbors; a female version of "Dennis the Menace". My skinny brown ponytail was easy to spot and fit my personality. The unfortunate objects of my attentions, were brawny young men with friendly faces around 17 to 21. I really didn't know how old 17 or 21 was, they just looked like they could play with me. I tried to entice them to spank me! Such a stinker I was! I would insult them, spit on the ground when they walked by, threw spitballs at them, you get the picture. They refused by politely ignoring me...and rightly so. Lucky for me, they didn't squeal to my parents...that would have been a MEAN spanking!

By the age of ten, we moved to a better area of town where I hoped there was a larger pool of willing participants that could be enticed. My neighbor girlfriend Darlene, same age as I, obliged me as long as I spanked her back. Yeeha! I was NOT alone!! However, it got boring for both of us. It wasn't as exciting or edgy as I thought it would be. Still, girls just wanna have fun. I figured it would be better to leave the older boys alone, unlessss it was one of my girlfriend's brothers. ; )

I became super friendly with neighbor girls that had older brothers. Invitations to go to their house were easily wrangled with a whiny "my little brother is asleep". ; ) As I perfected the annoying techniques from my younger days, I succeeded in my quest. WOOOHOOO!!! These brothers were determined in giving me the appropriate payback with spankings I deserved and then some! Delicious!!! The summers were short but full of promise.

Sometimes I feel that the desires and experiences from my past still haunt me and so I look for fulfillment in these stories. I love stories that contain some mild nonconsent and humiliation, bondage, forced lactation, oral and anal sex accompanied by spanking, of course. No torture, needles in breasts, tickling, etc. That would be too mean and take the playfulness out of the situation.

Alas, this brief introduction must continue later, reality is knocking at my door.

Love,

Nikita