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 (sort of)
Wishful Thinking
By
Alex Birch <alexbirch@blueyonder.co.uk>
She looked up at her boyfriend with some trepidation, her eyes wide and nervous.
'I..Im sorry, Kev.I..I know I'm late but I met Sarah and Liz an' the time just...'
The boy snorted, walking on without even turning his head. 'Late.?' he snapped '.one bleedin' hour late !. I've been stuck here like a prat ! We' ll miss the start. Honest sometimes I think youre seven not seventeen!'
She blinked back a tear at the rebuke and put her arm in his. He didn't reject her but there was no warmth. He was angry and he was right about her behaviour. Seven years old....!
...'werent you told to come home from school directly, Linda?'
'Y..yes daddy but.'
'.but nothing! You were seen playing by the railway line and I have told you not to!'
'.b..but..'
'.no buts! Get across my knee right now..and we'll have your knickers down!'
..she flushed at the memory as they turned into the park. Sometimes she wanted to be seven again for life was simple then, no emotional traumas, no boys .just her loving parents and daddy's firm hand when she was naughty. Did daddy ever realise how much she...
She bit her lip and clutched Kevins arm tightly, a sudden tingling desire shooting through her slender body. 'I do sometimes act like a kid..' she whispered softly '.youre too soft with me, Kev'
The boy muttered and turned his head. He was thawing and she'd made him smile as she always could. 'You'll do!' he said gruffly and squeezed her arm in return as she closed her eyes....
...she was over his knee , her young body trembling but her mind both fearful and excited. Her bare bottom was raised and the firm hand came down hard on her buttocks. The first slap was always a shock and she cried out but he took no notice, the resonance of hand on soft flesh ringing round the room, then the spanking began in earnest until her little bottom was red hot. Too young to understand the tingling between her legs, she thrust up her bottom as if inviting more and more of the same. Daddy rarely disappointed. When it was over , daddy always hugged her and she threw her arms round him promising never, ever again but she knew she lied..retribution was just too good......
...She hugged Kevin's arm and squeezed tightly, happy to have softened his anger.
Red faced, she whispered 'If..if you wanted to, Kev, you could treat me like a little girl when I'm naughty.you know what I mean.You..you could deal with me.you know.'
She looked up, puzzled by his silence, and realised he was listening to his Walkman, then he threw up his hands in disgust . 'Oh shit, United have scored already! See I told you we'd be late. Cmon lets get a move on. What were you saying, babes?'
She raised her eyes to the heavens, squeezed his arm once more and sighed softly. 'It doesn't matter Kev. It was nothing much. Nothing much at all!'
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2001
Reviews
Pablo <Pablo(dot)Stubbs(at)newsguy(dot)com>
Alex might be showing his age <smile>, because there's an oddly old-fashioned feeling here, from the dialogue and a sense of real innocence. The neat irony is that it's the boyfriend's immaturity that stops him seeing what's obvious, at the same time that he's chiding her for behaving immaturely, when that's exactly what she needs. As usual, youth is mostly wasted on the young.
Louiza <louiza(at)home(dot)com>
Great story. I really liked the way you dealt with the issues of children's innocent sexual reactions to spanking and the theme of the sexual and emotional desires of adult spankos, all nicely wrapped up in a neat little story.