This short story is an entry in the 2002 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: Adult
Clipping Coupons
By
Mara Maharakshasa <MaraMahaRakshasa@aol.com>
Annette wades through the job ads in the Sundays, and circles a few. Now, the coupons. This feels so cheap, she thinks. But, why not? Since her job at the plastics factory evaporated -- or really, went to China -- she's been hard-up. So, here I am, like everyone else in trailerland, saving pennies, she sighs.
What is it with these weight-loss ads? Who could believe them? The 'before and after,' so obviously faked, the promises ridiculous. But she could lose a few pounds, she thinks, prompted by this thought. The job at the supermarket clashes with the gym.
Look at this one! A 'novel massage therapy' for weight-loss. What baloney. But, there's a coupon for a free one-hour visit, no obligation. And, it's local. She'll call tomorrow, when she's done sending resumes.
It's a storefront in a half-deserted strip mall. Next to a gift shop, which looks on its last legs. Inside, behind the closed vertical blinds, there's a small reception area. Deserted.
A man appears from a back room, and raises an eyebrow. He's tall, possibly Italian, more likely Middle Eastern, in his forties. But a pleasant smile, she thinks. Not creepy, as she'd feared.
"I called yesterday? I'm your ten o'clock?"
"Ah, yes." He hands her a clipboard with a xeroxed form. "Just in case your insurance company reimburses?"
"I don't have any," she replies, but fills out the form quickly.
"What concerns you most, weightwise?" he asks as she writes.
"Oh, I'm not fat or anything. But, my butt, I guess."
"We'll focus on that area, then?"
"Sure."
She's left, to read People, for a few minutes. None but the skinniest here, she observes glumly.
"Annette? Come this way, please," a nurse calls. She follows her into a large back room, with a massage table at the center. She's directed to a curtained-off corner, where she changes into a backless hospital gown. Clutching it round her, she reappears, and climbs on the table, facedown.
The masseur reappears, and peels the gown open, running his hands over her thighs and buttocks. His hands are cool.
"Hmm, not much cellulite at all. A Stairmaster should cure most of this, you know?"
"That's very honest," she says.
"But," he adds, "Our paddle treatment is good for toning. Some women like it, others don't."
"Is it what it sounds like?"
"Yes."
"You could try," she replies.
"It's better if ..."
"I bend over the table? Okay."
She moves, thinking, well, this could be fun, as well as good for my ass.
She's right. He takes a heavy wooden paddle, and begins slapping her, hard. It's a beautiful sensation, and she is lost in it.
By the time he's done, she's breathless, glowing, and quite aroused.
"Oh, that's wonderful!"
"I'm pleased you think so."
"How much does it normally cost?"
"$30," he purrs.
"Oh," she laments. But notices the bulge in his pants.
She licks her lips.
"Could we arrange a discount? Or barter?"
Hand already tugging his zipper, he nods happily.
The End
© Copyright by Mara Maharakshasa, 2002. All rights are reserved by the author. Do not retransmit, store (except for personal use) or publish without permission.
Reviews
John <johnb(at)ssec(dot)wisc(dot)edu>
Spanking for weight loss is a very old theme in spanking fiction, but it's usually done with a guilt dynamic and here it's pure sensation play, thus proving once again that in the hands of an inventive writer, an old theme really can learn new tricks.
Anne <Ladyanne60(at)aol(dot)com>
It's amazing what you can find in the newspapers these days! Happily for Annette she receives a real bargain in the end. They both do..
Simon <srb(at)imrryr(dot)demon(dot)co(dot)uk>
Spanking as a method of weight loss is certainly a novel idea. This is a fun little story, with a simple setup and denouement which is nevertheless competently told.
RCG <rcg1574(at)yahoo(dot)com>
Interesting yet tasteless.