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
The following story is fiction about a girl, her stepfather and a school report. Living up to the concept of the Coyote being the Trickster in native American folklore I made this story girl/father rather than boy/father.
The Letter
By
Y Lee Coyote <mailto:YLeeCoyote@juno.com>
Helen was very worried as she walked home from school. What if there was the letter from school waiting in the mailbox. Such a letter would mean exactly one thing -- a bad grade. And a bad grade meant a paddling. Granddad's big heavy fraternity paddle would be taken off the wall in the family room and used to pound some sense into the errant student's bottom. With her year older brother away at college and mom off at her sister's for the week, it would be only her and her stepfather. Helen so dearly wished that there would not be a letter but that if there was a letter that it would not come until mom was home.
The flag on the mailbox was up like a red cape in front of a bull. Helen had a terrible feeling that neither of her wishes were to be granted. With trembling hands she opened the mailbox and there was a single letter waiting. The dreaded letter from school with the bad tidings. Gingerly she removed the letter from the mailbox. It would be just dad and her then. Before she could think about hiding the letter until mom returned, dad drove up the driveway.
"I wish mom was home." she said handing him the letter.
"Me too, Pumpkin." Then he paused as he looked closely at the letter. "I guess we better get this over right away."
"Yes, dad."
In the family room, Helen took down the 'board of education' and gave it a couple of trial swings. It was as heavy as she remembered from past times. This was not going to be fun.
A belt was opened and jeans dropped to the floor quicky followed by briefs. The failing student assumed to position. The paddle was swung. WHACK!! The letter from the Adult Education Department fluttered to the floor.
The End
© Copyright A.I.L. July 2, 2001
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Reviews
Frank <sswitcher(at)yahoo(dot)com>
Our favorite resident trickster finds yet another way to mess with the reader's mind. This one goes so much against the "usual" expectations that I had to read it three times before I was sure I understood it. Then I read it a couple more times, and decided that I quite liked it. Particularly the way that, although both parties are reluctant to do what must be done, they seem to have no choice in the matter.
Naomi Darvell <naomi_darvell(at)hotmail(dot)com>
As Y. Lee says, this M/f is somewhat of a departure for him. Helen's thinking is convincingly kidlike, which makes the final twist all the more clever.