{ASSTR 15} A Smacking for Slacking {Big Billie} (F/f spank, nc , doggerel verse)

A Smacking for Slacking

Angie Caught Bending

By Big Billie

Author’ Statement : Big Billie is opposed to spanking except for consenting adults; however, spanking sexually excites him, so he writes about it.

Big Billie’s Standard Disclaimer for Crap Couplets : Alexander Pope I ain’t; my rhymes are crude, my measures irregular and my verses rudely hacked and chopped. The tyranny of rhyme prevents my fumbling muse from achieving the subtleties of prose; but I still hope to entertain and amuse with my Doggerel Verses.

Sing oh muse of prim Miss Pringle

And all the bottoms she did tingle

Of Prout the old headmaster too

Who landed ladies in the stew

And Angela the nubile chump

How Pringle slapped her naked rump

Under the system of discipline at the school

Corporal punishment was the rule

From Prout the boys would take the cane

Across their hands it caused them pain

But ladies had a different scheme

Angela's case shows what I mean

The time was Friday afternoon

For Angie it had come too soon

As she knocked on the headmaster's door

Then who is there she heard him roar

As Angie entered Prout lifted his head

Please wait outside till called he said

For Prout was resolved to make Angie sweat

And did not intend to admit her yet

Angie thus stood in the corridor

Outside the headmaster's door

For a full half hour she had to wait

While onlookers smiled at her fate

And her fellow students grinned and giggled

As Angie squirmed and blushed and wriggled

At long last she was summoned in

And met by Prout with friendly grin

Now the head was only five feet tall

And he loved to have himself a ball

By sentencing ladies who were bigger

To a spanking full of vim and vigour

He fancied Angie and couldn't screw her

But at least with a smacked bum he could do her

At least the victim could be berated

And spanked on the bum till his lust was sated

He didn't harangue or ball her out

But played her gently like a trout

Lascivious thoughts were on his mind

Yet his manner was affable and kind

Hello Miss Wallace how are you

Come on in pray enter do

Nice to see you back again

Isn't this long term a strain

You're doing well I have no doubt

Just let me get your records out

In the first eleven hockey game

You're playing well and winning fame

That goal you scored last Saturday

Was excellently put away

But let me see why you are here

Reported for some fault I fear

Yes dodging homework is the charge

Could I ask you to enlarge

Angie blushed and blurted out

Some lame excuse but meanwhile Prout

Had got his hand in his trouser pocket

While he administered his rocket

Rubbing his excited cock

Which was stiff as a stick of seaside rock

When Angie had finished her excuse

I'm sorry said Prout that is no use

I'm going to have to call your bluff

Your apology is not good enough

You must be disciplined Miss Wallace

But let me try to offer solace

This peccadillo let me say

We'll laugh about it one fine day

And something else to make you smile

It won't be entered on your file

The offence indeed is far too slight

To affect the references I write

But though the long-term view is rosy

The immediate prospect is less cosy

You know the point that I must raise

You have fallen into sloppy ways

You're lazy and have dodged your work

You need a warning not to shirk

To fail these O levels you're doin'

Would be your educational ruin

I can't stand by and let you do it

I know one day that you would rue it

You've slacked before as I remember

This is the third time since September

That idleness has brought you here

What I must do is very clear

Like a filly coasting in a race

You need a spur to raise your pace

A riding crop across your flanks

For which one day you'll give me thanks

You'll not appreciate today

The penalty that you must pay

But in time you'll get a different view

And acknowledge what I did for you

Now too long have you listened and waited

You must be punished not merely berated

Twice already you've been chastised

And neither time did it open your eyes

Now let me look in the punishment book

For the first offence eight slaps you took

Next it was twelve and you paid no heed

I've been too lenient indeed

Three times your work you did not do it

But now by gosh I’ll make you rue it

Twelve more Miss Pringle and with zest

Another dozen of your best

And to ensure that it sinks in

Slap right onto naked skin

No sir cried Angie that’s not fair

Please don’t spank me on the bare

To hit my bottom while its nude

Is indecent downright rude

Angie’s state of outraged shock

Further stiffened old Prout’s cock

But he stood firm and kept his calm

As Angie blushed in deep alarm

Miss Wallace that is quite enough

You’ll take chastisement in the buff

You can’t prescribe the penalty

That privilege belongs to me

If you procrastinate again

I warn you that you’ll take the cane

I’ll strip you bare your rump I’ll flay

No sir cried Angie I’ll obey

Prout’s threat thus ended her defiance

She now stood waiting in compliance

Now it was Miss Pringle's turn

In contrast she was strict and stern

She was an old maid thin and bony

Her sex life had been dry and stony

Admirers she had always lacked

Her unforced hymen was intact

She was bitter, twisted and frustrated

Sexy young ladies she envied and hated

She loathed them in their youth and beauty

Voluptuous strapping big and fruity

She loved to catch one in her pride

And with a spanking whack her hide

How she loved to vent her spleen

On a buxom nubile teen

If she caught you bending wow oh my

She made your tail feathers fly

She made you sorry for your acts

And face some strict and humbling facts

She made you sing a rueful ditty

She made you wallow in self-pity

She made your buttocks smart and sting

Like a well-struck bell she made them ring

She slapped you hard she did not care

And made you cry unjust unfair

What a vindictive, spiteful bitch

What a venomous old witch

What a vicious mean old cow

But she could lay it on and how

Now for Pringle it was fairly rare

To slap a bum while it was bare

She did not often get the chance

To make nude buttocks jig and dance

She seldom caught you knickers down

But when she did she went to town

She loved to make you red and sore

With sizzling slaps right on the raw

She loved to make you smart and sting

With slaps across your hairy ring

She loved to catch you bush all bare

And spank you on the pussy hair

She loved to raise the lino high

And make your pubic ringlets fly

To slap your bush was a kinky hoot

If it was naked and hirsute

Stand on that mat and face that wall

Be quick about it now don't stall

Raise your gymslip if you please

Pull down your knickers to your knees

Angie fearful of a caning

Bared her bum without complaining

Prout rubbed his cock in exultation

To see her bent in expectation

Now Pringle's tool for slapping bum

Was a large piece of linoleum

As used for artistic lino cuts

It was ideal for walloping butts

Its large surface area landed flush

It stung like hell and made rumps blush

Oh dear Angie you're in trouble

Pringle soon will burst your bubble

To spank your naked hairy bush

Will make her juices flow and gush

Will make her unused pussy crack

Moisten at the lino's smack

Will make her dried up barren cunny

Go sticky and moist as a pot of honey

Will make her flush with sexual pleasure

And give her a memory to treasure

She'll teach you not to slack and shirk

She'll make you wish you'd done your work

As Angie stretched to touch her toes

Pringle landed the first of her blows

The lino struck right on bare skin

The room re-echoed at the din

As it hit home with a high-pitched crack

Angie’s bottom took one hell of a smack

Two nubile buttocks shuddered and wobbled

As the victim was well and truly knobbled

Curly pussy hairs scattered and flew

Angie was in a proper stew

Oh, oh, oh she gently cried

At the sting of the lino across her hide

Then aaaagh, aw, ouch, she started to sing

At the escalating sizzling sting

As Angie’s bum began to tingle

She felt angry and hopping mad with Pringle

She was much too big and far too old

To take a spanking so saucy and bold

Oh the shame and humiliation

For a lady of adolescent station

To receive chastisement on the bare

It wasn’t right it wasn’t fair

Aged 16 plus all plump and strapping

She was too old for a bare arsed slapping

She could legally be a married mum

Yet here was Pringle smacking her bum

As though she were a naughty child

It made her mad it made her wild

She seethed and boiled with impotent rage

To take the lino at her age

But more than that what really jarred

Pringle was smacking her very hard

Soon her friends would poke fun at 'er

But for Angie it was no laughing matter

She was taking a stinging slap to her pride

But what stung far worse was her slapped backside

Prout had caught her on the hop

She could not make her punishment stop

For if she refused to be put to it

Expulsion would surely make her rue it

Prout and Pringle held every card

And if she revolted it would go hard

All she could do was to meekly submit

And allow her buttocks to be hit

She did not want a second swat

But a second swat was what she got

Pringle left it about 4 seconds or so

For Angie to fully feel the blow

Meanwhile as Pringle cunningly waited

Angela's fury escalated

Her outrage and anger continued to swell

As her buttocks began to tingle like hell

Then just as she started to sizzle and smart

Pringle gave her another with well timed art

Wallop right onto the hot bare meat

This second slap hit Angie's seat

The victim was shocked at the force of the blow

And bit her lip it stung her so

Aw, aw, aw she continued to yell

As her arse meat tingled and stung like hell

These first two slaps had old Prout grinning

For he knew they were only the beginning

Pringle was warming to the work

Which caused old Prout to smile and smirk

This was duty exceedingly pleasant

To chasten a lady so pubescent

His fantasies were vivid and prurient

He ogled the clump of cunt hairs luxuriant

He eyed up the naked nubile flesh

And flicked his cock at Angie's distress

He gawped at her hairy bum and fanny

And the cunt slot to her secret cranny

At the raw red meat and pussy hair

He ejaculated then and there

Oh no he gasped this is too much

As his cock pumped semen in his crotch

Prout then continued to play with his knob

As the skilful Pringle got on with the job

Down came the lino with a swish and a crack

And Angie took a third hard whack

Then came wallops four five six

And Angie was in a proper fix

Pringle gave her not one inch

Angie was made to grunt and flinch

By the time she took the seventh clout

Angie had pondered something out

This indignity she'd rather not handle

The game was scarcely worth the candle

Her punishment was a stinging lesson

To avoid another spanking session

Her character she'd try to reform

Completed homework would be the norm

There would be an end to lazing and shirking

Fewer pubs more study and working

I’ll obey the law young Angie was thinking

This is the end of my underage drinking

I’ve been a fool a proper sap

Never again will I take the rap

As Angie rose after taking it

She rubbed her bum where she'd been hit

She massaged the naked meat with vigour

Which caused old Prout to smile and snigger

Her rubbing was most undignified

It humbled Angie and hurt her pride

How she would dearly have loved to stop

But she stung so sharply she could not

Prout was grinning and Pringle smirked

But Angie was tingling, vexed and irked

She was furious, enraged and hopping mad

At the sexy punishment she'd had

And at the dirty old pervert Prout

Who leered at her as he ushered her out

Au revoir Miss Wallace that will do

Shut the door as you go will you

Nice to see you and have a chat

Call by again I would like that

You dirty old sod I bet you would

Thought Angie if you only could

But you won't get another chance

To make my bottom sting and dance

Your kinky pleasures I'll be ending

Never again will you catch me bending

But the spirit was willing the flesh was weak

And Angie again soon faced the beak

Her commitment and effort still were dicey

And the penalties were sexy and pricey

She was fond of boys and dancing and pubs

She spent too long in the disco clubs

Her lifestyle was not sufficiently altered

Her good intentions sometimes faltered

From time to time she ducked and dived

Dodged her homework shirked and skived

For three more offences she was trapped

Three more times her bum was rapped

And the penalty for each transgression

Was twelve on the bare at a spanking session

For Prout each spanking was sublime

And Pringle had a whale of a time

Another three dozen Angie got

With spite and venom in every swat

The headmaster did not give a fig

That Angie was so sexy and big

Buxom and strapping he put her to it

Angie was made to regret and rue it

Prout humbled her and purged her pride

With stinging slaps to her bare backside

Thus was Angie homework slacker

Spanked by Pringle bottom smacker

Thus did old Prout masturbate

As he witnessed Angie's fate

The good news was Prout’s plan succeeded

Pringle’s slaps were sufficiently heeded

Angie’s laziness quotient fell

Her examinations all went well

Three years after she’d bared and bent

To an Oxford college Angie went

Prout was delighted Pringle was glad

And Angie now grateful rather than mad

She had suffered a short-term sting in the rear

But it set her up for a good career

The victim thus was reconciled

Pleased and thankful rather than riled

She raged no more at her bare slapped hide

And started to see the funny side