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: Edge
To Die For 171 words
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The speedometer edged steadily upward. Passed the sixty. Seventy. Forged past eighty. It wasn't that she meant to speed. She simply didn't notice. Her mind was preoccupied. Thoughts fused on sensations. Reenacting the precious interlude lived too quickly, made history too soon.
He'd brought her back to life. He had! Made every part of her mind and body lush and ripe. Receptive. Set a glow in her spirit that restored vitality depleted by a lifetime of disillusionment. Resurrected physical beauty long robbed by age. Only better! And the residuals.. She'd never experienced such complete satisfaction or engaging peace as she's felt since earlier this afternoon.
In the split second before she wrung into the exit curve, her eyes registered Ninety-nine. Simultaneously remembered his hand crashing down hard on her naked behind as the car connected with the concrete guard. As it careened wildly, her sore cheeks ground against seat and his words rounding up her spanking replayed blocking the terrible impact, the ensuing oblivion. "Let's give you an even hundred, Babygirl."
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2002
Reviews
Abrat4you <abrat4you(at)aol(dot)com>
This was edgy...and it took my breath away...I could almost hear the metal screaming at she hit the wall...how said he will be with her gone...very well done!
Margaret <wessyLA(at)aol(dot)com>
This showed nice use of language to convey increasing speed and loss of control. I also liked the tie-in between her speed and the number of spanks she had received. Well done, and thank you for sending this along.
Pablo Stubbs <Pablo.Stubbs(at)newsguy(dot)com>
There's an amazing depth to this piece, given how short it is. It left me wanting more, yet not sure that it would be needed, because nothing really seems to be missing. It's a powerful idea: a moment so perfect, so utterly fulfilling, that nothing else matters, even continuing to live. Very nicely done.
Pam <pamiMac(at)aol(dot)com>
I'm not sure I quite have caught the essence of this story. I feel there is something there that either I'm missing or hasn't been presented. I like the idea of the story but it leaves me wishing there was a bit more to explain a few things. Interesting. pm