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: First/Last
Visit with the Guidance Councilor
By
Y Lee Coyote <YLeeCoyote@juno.com>
The Professor sat behind his desk, dwarfed by his vast red leather armchair. He was still an imposing figure to the petit freshie as when she first saw him in his cluttered office a few weeks ago. In one hand was her backpack heavily laden with books and in the other was a single sheet of cheap paper, crumpled as she had been carrying it in her tightly clenched hand for hours. It was that single sheet that was hard to bear for it was her first college test and the grade was far from satisfactory. The big red F practically illuminated the universe. Having been at the top of her high school class this was a shock. She was still in a daze even though it had been hours since she had gotten it. She had known immediately what she had to do. It had taken her a long time to actually do it.
"Come in, Miss. er, er."
"Helmer; Sir, Nora Helmer."
She sat in the side chair, her backpack by her feet, her nervousness showing everywhere. The talk of working harder was standard. Eventually, the discussion got to her past and she confessed what happened four years earlier. What her father had done and how it had helped. Then with some hesitation what she needed now.
He wanted to be kind to her but what she suggested was quite improper. He tried to imagine his own daughter talking to his counterpart at her college the same way. He was not certain she would have.
"Father said I should expect a reaction like yours, Professor Krogstad. He gave me a letter." She dug in her pack and then handed it to him. It granted permission for what she had asked. She was certain that he would never suspect that the signature was forged.
They both stood and he turned the chair so that it faced the only open space. After sitting down, he gently, he pulled her across his lap and lifting her skirt before gripping her waist. He though of his own daughter and surprised Nora by putting his hand into the waistband of her panties and yanking them down. He admired her shapely buns for a while and then lectured her about being a diligent student and studying long and hard. As he lectured her he methodically spanked her enjoying how she turned pink, red and finally cherry red.
He held her for a long time after as she cried and promised to be a good girl; a good student. He wanted to be kind to her.
The End
© Copyright August 11, 2002
Reviews
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Tami <tamishy(at)webtv(dot)net>
A student who knows what she needs, very rare these days. Even more rare is that she asks for it so mischievously, I almost believe she wants another one later once she gets caught forging a signature. My only question, why didn't she just ask her dad?
Alex Birch <alexbirch(at)blueyonder(dot)co(dot)uk>
This is a pleasant enough little tale but I didnt think it had anything to distinguish it from a dozen others. Y Lee has written a diverse range of tales in the past and many of them had a lot more 'bite' than this one does. I'm sorry but I lost the literary reference to which the author alluded but I dont think it would change my judgement. Cute but thats about it.
Sarah Nada <circler73(at)hotmail(dot)com>
This story presents a school spanking with a couple of twists. I like the female character's initiative in getting her needs met, and the sly little Ibsen references.
Mary Catherine <marycatherine(at)saintfrancis-sfg(dot)net>
A very tender story filled with nice visual imagery. Schoolgirl stories are always a favorite of mine and this one had a sweetness to it that really hit the mark. Part of me wonders if, in fact, he realizes the note is a forgery, because giving her what she wanted/needed was kind. I only wish my favorite college professor had been so *kind* to me. ;)