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
I have been spending way too much time at the MVA lately. That's my excuse for this one. <cheesy grin>
The Driving Lesson
By
Zprymantis <zpry@bellatlantic.net>
Fetch the hair brush You heard me. Don't give me that look young lady. Your bottom needs a blistering and mommy is going to do it. Don't make me count to ten.
Keep holding it while I take you over my knee. Think about how much that hair brush is going to hurt when I start spanking this naughty bare bottom of yours. Skirt goes up and panties come down. No sense begging, you should have thought about that before you jumped the curb.
I am going to wear this bottom out, just like you wore out my sidewalls. Sure you have your driver's license now, but that doesn't mean you are too old to be spanked. Besides, I spent way too much time teaching you responsibility, road safety, and the location of your tires in relation to the white line, to put up with this attitude.
Complain all you like, but the hair brush is going to be used next and it's going to hurt even more. An accident is one thing, but laughing after you skidded along the curb is another. How many times have I told you that driving is serious business? Why do you think we spent eight weeks practicing?
I know you're sorry now, but not sorry enough young lady. Hand me that hair brush. Let's see if this will impress upon you how serious I am. When I am done with you, you will remember this day, but not as the day you passed your driving test. You will remember this day as the day you couldn't sit for a week.
Keep those legs still. Kicking will only get you more swats. I'm not through with you yet. Keep struggling and its corner time with the belt to follow. What were you thinking? Were you showing off for your friends? Just remember one thing, your friends won't pay the inflated car insurance rates when you take out a line of parked cars.
Now stand up pumpkin and let me pin up your skirt. Those panties need to stay down for a while. There's my girl. I'm sure daddy wants to take a look at your new driver's license and also check to see that mommy did a thorough job with your driving lesson today.
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2001
Reviews
LAR <lds627(at)home(dot)com>
In some ways I felt like I was in a car crash while going 90 miles an hour. The whirlwind tour of a spanking? Did anybody get the license number for that truck?