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: Mini-saga
Dun Want No Stinkin' Roses
By
| Gimme steely thighs and
A Determined man with Callused hand whacking tender ass Wringing Bawling Thrashing Begging and keep your stinkin' flowers! |
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2002
Reviews
Tami <tamishy(at)webtv(dot)net>
A women that knows what she wants, and what she doesn't, how refreshing. Sometimes romance is over-rated and sometimes it's more than candy and roses. Quite unique.
Dyke Grrl <dyke.grrl(at)verizon(dot)net>
This was a cute poem, and it said everything it needed to say.
Owen Williamson <ashthorn(at)maildulf(dot)com>
I have to confess that I couldn't make head or tale of this. Is it supposed to be prose or verse? Who is doing what to whom. There's a good idea in here, but it seems to be in need of clarification.
Sarah Nada <circler73(at)hotmail(dot)com>
The title and tagline of this mini-saga remind me of the bdsm book Screw the Roses, Send Me the Thorns. More to the point, I like the poetic language Kate brings to bear... (What can I say? I'm a sucker for phrases like «callused hand whacking tender ass.» :)