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 Once again I go to the works of the late George J. Churchward for inspiration ... if anyone wants to know what picture, e-mail me, and I'll send it to you.
Thicker than Water
By
Kent Stoneking <kentls001@worldnet.att.net>
Hugh sighed. After a long, frustrating day of trying to teach high school English to a largely unmotivated student body, the last thing he felt like doing was dealing with some recalcitrant schoolgirl. And yet, somehow, here he was.
"Now, Julia," he started, sitting on the edge of his desk, "my fellow instructors have asked me to speak to you regarding your recent behavior. They say you've been disrupting your classes, that your demeanor is atrocious, and that you've been rude and disrespectful. Is this true?"
"Yeah. So?" the girl replied.
He took a deep breath, determined not to let her get to him. "Julia, such comportment directly contravenes the school's rules for --"
"I don't give a crap about your stupid rules," she interrupted.
Taking a firm grasp on his rapidly ebbing patience, he tried one more time. "Young lady, the faculty of this institution is entitled to a certain degree of respect from the students --"
"Oh, yeah? Well, you ain't getting no respect from me. What are you gonna do about it?" Julia sneered.
Given his current frame of mind, that was about the worst possible answer she could give. "I'll show you what I'll do!" he roared, lunging forward and grabbing hold of her wrist. Before she could react, he yanked the slender girl face-forward across his lap.
"Hey! Lemme go!" Julia protested. Ignoring her struggles, Hugh wrapped his left arm around her waist, steadying her in place, while flipping up her short plaid skirt with the other hand.
"What do you think you're doing -- don't you dare!" she squealed as she felt his fingers inserted under the waistband of her white cotton panties. She reached around to interfere, but Hugh slapped her hand away and lowered her panties down to just below the curve of her buttocks.
SMACK! "OW!" SMACK! "OWW! Stop it!" Two pink handprints appeared. A brief pause, to pin Julia's wrist to the small of her back, then Hugh found his rhythm, slapping each cheek alternately as she kicked and wriggled and squawked her displeasure. SMACK! "Stop it, I said!" SMACK! "You can't do this to me!" SMACK! "OWWWW!"
When her bottom turned bright red and he released her, Julia leapt off his lap, quickly pulling up her panties. "You bastard!" she screamed. "I'll have you arrested! Spanking students is illegal in this state!"
"Maybe so," Hugh replied, leaning back on the desk and smiling, "but there's no law that says a big brother can't spank his naughty little sister. And as long as you keep being a complete brat, that's just what I'm going to do!"
"Why, you -- you -- oh!" Completely at a loss for words, she spun around and marched to the office door. "See if I ever sign up for any of your classes!" she shouted, then exited, slamming the door behind her.
Hugh made a mental note to acquire a hairbrush. He had a feeling he'd need one very soon.
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2001
Reviews
Pablo <Pablo(dot)Stubbs(at)newsguy(dot)com>
A cute and funny vignette, which allows the thoroughly evil Mr. Stoneking to manoeuvre yet another naughty and deserving schoolgirl into the clutches of a gleefully enthusiastic teacher. Not such a fiendish twist this time, but still one that sets up all sorts of possible scenarios.