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: Spoils it...please wait till end of story
Her First Day
By
Alex Birch <alexbirch@blueyonder.co.uk>
'So this is your first day!' The steely voice seemed to swamp the room and the petite brunette swallowed desperately, hardly daring to look at him.
'Y..yes Sir..' she finally managed, her timidity prompting a hiss of contempt and a glare from those deep grey eyes which seemed to hold her rooted to the floor.
'So do you know which is your seat?' the voice bellowed as Sally cowered beneath his withering blast.
'N..no Sir, I'm afraid I don't' she stammered , all the confidence she'd mustered en route beginning to melt away beneath the harsh tones of this frightening man.
'Let me get this straight .' the voice thundered, heavy sarcasm now '.you were sent instructions on our procedures, including where you would be sitting, in good time for your first day and you havent read them. Is that correct, Sally?'
'I..I didn't have t..time, Sir,everything seemed to..' The tears were beginning to form now as Sally shuffled her feet in front of him and stared at the floor.
'Look at me when I'm talking to you!!'
Instantly she snapped to attention and stared, terrified, into his face.
'Not a very good start is it, my dear, considering you are expected to be one of the elite. Well, I am your appointed mentor and frankly I think the only option is to give you a damn good spanking.'
Sally blinked in disbelief.
'A..a..a spanking.' she whispered '.I was never told that..'
'I don't care what you were told. Come here this minute and get your knickers down!!'
Sally's face was bright red. 'My..my knickers, Sir? Oh please, I cant possibly do.'
His face darkened. 'Do as you're told or it'll be the worse for you!'
Sobbing openly now, she pulled down her knickers with shaking hands and lay across his knees. She gasped as he lifted her skirt and bared her bottom, then forgot her embarrassment as a firm and experienced hand walloped her backside with lusty relish until her bottom was blushing red, her legs were kicking immodestly and Sally was crying loudly.
'I think you may follow the rules from now on!' he said sternly but Sally could only yelp in reply. Eventually the hard spanking fiinished and she was lifted off his lap and made to stand in front of him, knickers still around her ankles.
'Anything to say?' he demanded and Sally apologised profusely and tearfully for her forgetfulness.
'Any more oversights and you'll be back across my knee ! ' he bellowed, then softened his tone. . 'More than you bargained for on your first day as a Member of Parliament, no doubt, but you'll soon learn the ropes my dear!'
Sally blushed as he stroked her bare bottom and smiled.
'Pretty little arse ! Now I do have considerable influence with the Prime Minister and if you don't want to spend your life as a junior drone in Agriculture and Fisheries, you'll come back for another dose very soon.'
He grinned 'After all, I'm not called the Chief Whip for nothing!'
The End
Category: Adult
© Copyright Summer, 2001
Reviews
Frank <sswitcher(at)yahoo(dot)com>
Ha, ha! The truth about the Chief Whip's job -- long suspected by many of us -- is finally revealed! Maybe this is why there seem to be so many relatively young, not-unattractive, in fact positively spankable female MPs these days. Very vividly-painted characters in this timely and highly-amusing little piece.
Needy Wench <needywench(at)hotmail(dot)com>
This one reads like a classic school girl story, until the end! A nice twist. I'll probably never read about the Chief Whip again without wondering what exactly he DOES do.