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
This is dedicated to Jen (jklbot@webtv.net) because of her posts this morning about normal posting resuming to sss. She said: "It worked! I'm the first o-one, I'm the first o-one. <VBG>"
First Customer
By
Y Lee Coyote <YLeeCoyote@juno.com>
Jen was thrilled. I'm the first o-one. The first o-one to enter through the new entrance.
"Good morning, young lady. How may we help you?" said the sales assistant smiling broadly, "You are our very first client."
All Jen could do was stand speechless for she was so thrilled.
"I guess that you just want our standard service. Because you're our first customer, there won't be any charge." said the sales assistant. "Please step into Booth #1; Mr. Clause will provide all that you require. Just give him his card."
Still dumbfounded Jen entered the brightly lit booth. Mr. Clause was a handsome gentleman in his thirty's. He glanced at the card; "standard treatment" was checked. He sat down on the straight back chair and pulled Jen in front of him. Quickly he reached under her skirt and yanked down her panties. Then, even before she could object, he pulled her over his lap. Lifting up her skirt, he held it up when he gripped her waist with his left hand.
He patted her cute butt with his right hand. Then he began to spank her. He spanked her long and hard and soon she was bawling like a little five year old.
The crowd in the Assville Mall watched appreciatively as the young lady's derriere turned bright crimson red in the brightly lit display window. Mothers threatened their children; spouses their mates with similar rewards.
After what seem to be an eternity he stopped spanking Jen. Lifting her up he led her to the corner and pinned her skirt up. "You just stay there young lady if you know what's good for you."
It was almost an hour after she entered that Jen left the shop. She joined the crowed watching a young man in a window being spanked. She empathized with him as she watched Mr. Clause and the small paddle turn his butt bright red. Then she realized that she had also been on display.
She first saw the "OPEN FOR SERVICE." sign taped to the window and then, for the very first time, saw the name on the window: BRAT SPANK -- We Get to the Seat of the Problem.
The End
© Copyright A.I.L. July 12, 2001
See my stories at: http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/YLeeCoyote/www/
Reviews
Kent Stoneking <kentls001(at)worldnet(dot)att(dot)net>
An interesting treatment of the "spanking emporium" idea that possibly may have benefitted from a longer treatment. Having the punishments and corner time take place in a public display window was a particularly nice touch.
Alex Birch <alexbirch(at)blueyonder(dot)co(dot)uk>
A whimsical little tale which was a pleasant enough read without leaving any lasting flavour on the spanking taste buds. Sort of..nice as a dedication to one of SSS's regulars.