At the end of a boring School day, Ms. Saba gets an unexpected visitor with an even more unexpected request.  Story Four of the Ms. Saba Spanking Series POV work of fiction. The clock struck three and with it came the end of the school day and since it was Friday, the ringing of the bell also marked the start of my two day weekend. While others went out partying and whatnot, I spent my time cleaning my house, reading, and getting in my five daily prayers in accordance to my religion. I consider myself a reclusive individual. Not married, don’t have much in the way of friends, no socia… 続きを読む

Plot. Someone learns the hard way not to steal from Ms. Saba. Story Three of the Ms. Saba Spanking Series POV Work of Fiction. After drying off my hands and tossing the paper towel into a nearby wastebasket, I exit the staff restroom and head back to my office where my lunch was waiting. I actually liked the idea of us staff and teachers having separate restrooms from the students. I enter the commons area and began scanning about with my eyes as I went towards the hall that would lead me back to my office. At this time of day, it was lunch time for the staff and students of Fencer High Sc… 続きを読む

Paddling Stacy Story two of the Ms. Saba Spanking Series POV work of Fiction So I just finished up a phone with the principal who just informed me that a student who just got kicked out of her science class was being sent to me for discipline. I quickly finished off my cup and tea and waited patiently for this naughty girl to arrive. Four minutes later my door opened and in she came. A tall teen with her blonde hair wrapped in a ponytail and dressed in a white blouse and orange plaid skirt. Although this school didn’t have a uniform dress code, this girl seem to prefer the look. “Have a se… 続きを読む

Note. This is a POV story and a work of fiction. Hello, my name is Saba and I work as a hall monitor here at Fencer High School in Glendale, Arizona. I like the climate of this state because it reminds me of my native homeland of Lebanon. And yes, I am Muslim. One of the three on the school staff, but that doesn’t bother me much. The bell rung which signaled the beginning of another passing period and so my menial duty began. I leave my small office and walk out into commons area which was a sea of students and other staff members moving about. But this wasn’t my area of responsibility. Mi… 続きを読む

Mike Waller sat patiently in his the living room of his apartment waiting for his special guest to arrive. Soon enough he heard a knock on the door and went to answer it. After unscrewing the deadbolt and unlocking the door, he opened it slightly to see who it was. Sure enough it was Agent Ashley Hayes of the FBI. He met her during a meeting at the Defense Intelligence Agency early on today. “Are we doing this or what?” she asked. “Sure come in, I have a coat rack on the wall.” After stepping through the door, she took off her FBI jacket and hung it up. Once it was on the rack, Mike m… 続きを読む