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: Child and Edge
In the light of recent discussions and trolling on the newsgroup, this story should be of considerable interest to both sides of the aisle. Whatever your view of childhood discipline, please continue to the end of this very short tale, and suspend your bias until you have all the information. If you comment on this story, please don't give away the ending.
One of the sss writers that I deeply respect sent me a note with a suggestion for improving this little tale. This is the new version.
Family Values
By
Barbara smiled: a softly curving Mona Lisa smile of secret satisfaction. She was pleased with her view of Sandra's bright red bottom. Turning, she exited her oldest daughter's bedroom, leaving the sobbing nine year old hunched in a corner, hands on head, panties tangled at knees.
One down, two to go. She hurried down the hall toward Tina's room, paddle in hand, eager to continue her delicious task. Ten year old Ricky would be number three and the last for today..........maybe.
Barbara set traps for the children. It was great fun and a challenge to come up with new ways to get them into trouble so she could paddle their cute little behinds.
Barbara enjoyed watching them sniffle and squirm when she announced a spanking, and began scolding. Sometimes, she lined them up; youngest to oldest, then stalked up and down the row, smacking her hairbrush on her palm. She scolded for many minutes, as she detailed how hard, how long and what implement, (in addition to her hand), she would use.
She loved to watch them tremble in fearful anticipation, tears streaking their pouting faces, just before she turned them over her knees. Barbara was delighted when the children begged and pleaded for mercy: which she never, ever granted. They whimpered and whined as she calmly and coldly, slowly and methodically bared their little behinds and prepared them for punishment.
Her excitement grew as she watched them kick and bounce over her knees; buttocks turning bright red under her slapping hand or smacking paddle.
Barbara was fascinated by the differences in the children's reactions to a sound spanking. Her two daughters were pleaders. As Barbara put them over her knees, their pleas would rise in volume and pitch and then trail off into incoherence.
"Pleeeeese Mommy, Noooo, Noooooooo, Noooooooooooooooo......." The girls would beg just before a spanking, and continue as the hairbrush or paddle began flattening their bouncing buttocks. But after ten or twelve hard spanks, convulsed with pain, their cries would change to loud sobbing.
Ricky was a howler. He never begged: he knew that his mother would not change her mind. He knew that he was going to be spanked, and that was that. He tried not to cry, but sooner or later he broke down and began to howl: long, drawn out agonized howls that continued throughout the paddling.
When at last, the howls and screams and the sharp, meaty sounds of the paddle ceased, the neighbors sighed with relief. Hopefully, this would be the last time........today.
At exactly midnight, Ricky sat up in bed, threw off the covers and strode to the window. He stood frozen, his head cocked, as he silently sent a message to headquarters. "Therapeutic Child Surrogate 34772, daily report for TCS team 38 begins."
"Abusive and psychotic behavior unmodified. Recent punishment intensity severe and unabated. Therapy should continue indefinitely. Commencing upload of today's video record."
The End
© Copyright June, 2001 by Koalabear
Reviews
Frank <sswitcher(at)yahoo(dot)com>
The subject is a bit controversial, but I'm not ashamed to admit that I enjoyed, and was aroused by, the story. I really liked the many different adjectives used to describe Barbara's unashamed enjoyment of spanking her kids ... "enjoyed", "loved to watch", "her excitement grew", she was "fascinated", etc.
The little twist at the end raises several interesting issues. The idea of these TCS units covertly reporting to "headquarters" is - for me - perhaps the scariest aspect. I am also tempted to argue that the story is incorrectly labeled. Since no actual persons are spanked, only TCS units, the "child" label is surely inaccurate? :-)
Naomi Darvell <naomi_darvell(at)hotmail(dot)com>
A clever concept, executed in remarkable detail in under 500 words. The description made me as uncomfortable as one might expect considering the subject matter; the twist at the end only partly alleviated that feeling. Not sure how many stories like this I'd want to read, but it's well done.
Haron <aster(at)mail(dot)i(dot)com(dot)ua>
Koalabear does a great job describing pet hate points of people who advocate restriction of spanko fiction where a minor is involved. In this story behaviour of an adult is clearly abusive, and the author is using a tone that would make the protectors of fictional children scream with rage - where it not for a clever ending. The ending turns a situation into one that, from the objective point of view, is legal and even useful in the long run, no matter how subjectively wrong the parent in the story might be.
The story may be edgy, but a reader who takes trouble to read it to the end, will have to admit that edginess will often be the only way to convey a message - something that Koalabear does very effectively.