This short story is an entry in the 2001 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments
Category: Adult
Endings
By
Barrister <Barrister@Assville.Com>
The key turned easily in the lock.
Now if only she could get down the hallway, negotiate the squeaky staircase and get out the door without her father spotting her. If she could do that, he'd never catch her sneaking out to meet Mark. Mark, the older man with the strong arms, commanding voice and dangerous eyes. Mark, whose mere glance could create a wet spot in her pants the size of Lake Superior. Mark, who had told her just that afternoon that she was a spoiled brat who needed discipline. He had made it clear, by touching the buckle of his thick leather belt, exactly what he meant by "discipline."
"Be at my place by 9h00 tonight or forget it." he'd said as he gave her a look that had turned on the taps in her panties.
Since then, she'd been unable to think of anything else but lying over the foot of his bed, skirt pulled up over her shoulders, panties rucked down to her ankles, her bare bottom quivering in anticipation of the leather's lash. She knew it would hurt terribly. She'd had enough strappings from her father to know that with certainty. She also knew that she needed the punishment - the cleansing of her psyche that could only come with hot, salty tears, unbearable pain and the shuddering, spasming climax that would come later. How much later was the question.
She'd never been strapped by anyone but her father before and the orgasmic release had always been at her own hand, after he'd long gone to bed, oblivious to the carnal fires he'd lit in her pussy, unaware of her sweaty thrashing-about on her frilly bed. She knew that if he ever found out, he'd stop punishing her in that way. She couldn't bear that. She had a primal need for physical discipline and release.
While her current arrangements suited her, she knew she was ready to explore her needs further - to find out what it was like to be strapped into sobbing submission by a powerful, dangerous man - hopefully a man who would know what she really needed after her punishment was more than her own hand. A man who would then give her what she needed, hard, fast and urgently.
One thing she knew for sure was that she was going to be achingly sore in a little while - at the hand of Mark, if she managed to sneak out of the house successfully, or at the hand of her father if he caught her with the duplicate key to her bedroom that she'd had made in unconscious anticipation of its need. The only thing remaining to be decided was what would happen after her strapping.
It never occurred to her that she might be caught by her father sneaking back into the house.
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2001
Reviews
Louiza <louiza(at)home(dot)com>
Excellent story with a great ending! Barrister's creative use of words and attention to the details makes for great descriptions and development of the plot, some of which were very hot, like "He had made it clear, by touching the buckle of his thick leather belt, exactly what he meant by "discipline," or ""Be at my place by 9:00 tonight or forget it." he'd said as he gave her a look that had turned on the taps in her panties." The focus of the story is clear with a good plot, and I liked the rhythm of the sentences and the way the story moved.
LAR <lds627(at)home(dot)com>
Dammit, I want MORE.
Mary Catherine <marycatherine(at)saintfrancis-sfg(dot)net>
This was a very well written story from Barrister. The detail was vivid and it made it easy to picture myself watching the scene instead of reading it. There was nice buildup and anticipation throughout and the ending of the story was definitely a surprise.