College Library Spanking: Strict Librarian Spanks Shy College Girl
This is a fictional story that is only allowed to be read from the age of 18
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Librarian Catches Shy Girl Returning Late Book
The library is nearly empty, late afternoon sunlight slanting through high windows. Dust dances in the air, and the only sound is the soft creak of old wooden floors. Lily walks slowly, clutching the overdue book against her chest. Her cheeks burn already. Not just from guilt—but from anticipation.
The sign on the heavy oak door reads Quiet Study Only. But what waits inside is anything but quiet.
She steps in.
Behind the main desk, Ms. Hargrove lifts her head without a word. The older woman adjusts her glasses: a thick, horn-rimmed pair that sits low on the bridge of her nose.
Her hair is swept into a tight bun, not a strand out of place. A dark green pencil skirt hugs her hips, and the white blouse, buttoned all the way to the throat, only makes her look stricter.
Lily swallows hard. She places the book gently on the desk.
“Two days overdue,” Ms. Hargrove says. Her voice is clipped. British-tinged. Deadly calm.
“I… I’m sorry,” Lily whispers.
“No. You’re not.” The librarian stands slowly. Even in her heels, she moves with sharp, silent control. She walks around the desk and looks Lily up and down, taking in the trembling fingers and downcast eyes.
“I think,” she says, tilting her head slightly, “you’ve been testing me. Am I right?”
Lily’s mouth opens, but no sound comes.
“That’s what I thought.”
Librarian Closes The Door And Sits With Purpose
Ms. Hargrove walks past Lily and closes the door with a soft click. The sound echoes in the old room like a gavel. She draws the blinds, shuts the world out. Now, it’s just the two of them.
She turns, one brow raised.
“I believe you know what happens to girls who disrespect the rules in my library.”
Lily nods, barely.
“Good.” The librarian takes a seat in one of the high-backed leather chairs beside the fireplace. She smooths her skirt, adjusts her cuffs, then pats her lap. Once, firmly.
“Come here.”
Lily’s breath hitches. Her feet move on their own, each step trembling. She stands at Ms. Hargrove’s side, small and pale, her plaid skirt brushing against her thighs.
Ms. Hargrove looks up at her. “Over my knee. Now.”
Lily obeys.
Awkward at first, she bends forward, placing her hands on the thick armrest. Then she lowers herself fully, stretching out across the older woman’s lap. Her breath catches as she feels her skirt ride up. She tries to tug it down, but Ms. Hargrove’s hand stops her.
“Oh no. That stays right there.”
With one smooth motion, the librarian flips the pleated skirt up, exposing Lily’s soft thighs and simple white cotton panties.
Librarian Peels Back The Panties And Exposes Shy College Girl
Ms. Hargrove lets her fingers rest on the edge of the underwear.
Lily squirms.
“These,” she says, almost with a sigh, “have no business interfering.”
She hooks her fingers in the waistband and peels them down slowly. The cotton clings for a moment, then slips over the curve of Lily’s bottom, down to her thighs. Her bare skin is now fully revealed… unmarked, pink, and trembling under the weight of the librarian’s gaze.
Ms. Hargrove smooths her palm over the exposed cheeks. “Such a shame. You could’ve returned it on time.”
“I… I forgot—”
Smack! The first slap lands clean and firm. Lily jolts.
“No excuses.” Another smack, harder. Her bottom wobbles under the impact. Ms. Hargrove settles into a rhythm: left, right, center. Each stroke loud and deliberate, the kind of smacks that fill the room and sting deep.
“You need to be taught discipline,” she says. Smack! “Structure.” Smack! “Obedience.”
Lily’s legs kick slightly. Her feet shift, trying to absorb the heat building in her backside. Her hands grip the armrest tight. Her face burns almost as hot as her skin.
Strict Spanks Shy Student Harder And Watches Her Squirm
Ms. Hargrove increases the pace. Her hand lifts and lands with satisfying weight, snapping across the tenderest parts. The lower curve. The sit spots. Lily wriggles, her bare cheeks bouncing under each blow.
“Keep still,” Ms. Hargrove warns.
But Lily can’t help it. Her hips buck, legs twitching as the sting builds into something unbearable, and yet, she doesn’t want it to stop. Not really.
Her bottom is now a glowing red, blushing deeply across every inch. The librarian pauses to run her palm across the heat, pressing slightly, making Lily gasp.
“You’re going to remember this every time you sit down for the next three days.”
Lily lets out a shaky breath. “Yes, ma’am.”
“Good girl.”
Then… Smack! A sudden, sharper blow between the cheeks makes Lily cry out softly. Her legs kick again.
Another. Then another. Each one precise, right where it stings most.
She starts to pant. The pain is sharp, but there’s a warmth underneath, something rising, spreading through her in slow pulses.
The librarian senses it. She lets her hand rest, heavy, right in the center.
“Look at you,” she murmurs. “A naughty little bookworm with a punished backside.”
Librarian Finishes The Punishment And Restores Order
The spanking slows. Each smack now falls with measured strength, a final reminder. Ms. Hargrove takes her time, letting the rhythm fade like the last pages of a long novel.
At last, she stops.
Lily lies across her knees, dazed and breathless, her bare bottom pulsing red-hot. Ms. Hargrove traces a line down the center with her finger. Lily shivers.
“You’ve been corrected,” the older woman says. “Do you understand?”
“Yes…”
“Yes, what?”
“…Yes, ma’am.”
She lets the silence stretch. Then finally, she pulls the panties back up, very slowly, letting the fabric glide over the sore skin. Lily bites her lip. Then comes the skirt, smoothed gently down.
Ms. Hargrove helps her stand. Lily sways slightly, blushing furiously, eyes on the floor.
The librarian cups her chin and tilts her face up. “No more late returns.”
Lily nods.
“And if there are… I’ll bring out the ruler next time.”
She opens the library door with perfect calm and gestures toward the exit.
Lily walks out, legs shaky, bottom throbbing and her heart racing.
Ohhh, really loved this story! The tension and build-up were perfect, really realyl. Can’t wait to read more from you!
Such a well-written scene… Felt so real and intense. Keep them coming! Mmh! Wish it was me, lol!