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: Not my kink Note: The spanking is my kink of course, but not the extreme severity and the bondage.
This story's setting is mid-August of 1981 in the U.S.A.
I Can Really Hurt You
By
The Crimson Kid <rimsnKid6@aol.com>
"That's what I have to demonstrate," I inform my boyfriend Paul Royalton.
"Really hurt me?" His eyes widen, reflecting extreme anxiety. "Could you do that, Brittie?"
"I'm going to, my love." My gaze is dispassionate."I won't be using thumbscrews or a stretching rack, though; I'll manage with my regular implements of correction, applied to your bare bottom."
"If it's just...the usual discipline," he asks plaintively, "Why have me tied down?"
"There'll be nothing usual about it, dear boy. Only pure chance kept you from betraying our relationship, and this spanking session will alter your mindset concerning infidelity forever." My eyes, flashing direly, bore into his psyche. "Otherwise, we're finished."
"But, Brittie--"
"No buts," I bite off the words, "Except your B-U-T-T, absorbing a bare-assed lesson you'll always remember. You'd never maintain position without being restrained, darling. You'll be willing to sell your immortal soul to make the punishment stop--but Satan knows better than to interfere, so that option won't materialize."
"Nothing happened..." He protests half-heartedly.
"Dumb luck." I lift his chin up, his eyes meet mine. "You know where the bedroom is, and the exit--so choose with your feet."
He hesitates, then grudgingly starts toward my bedroom.
I call after him. "Strip to the buff, then put the reading pillow upside down and yourself bottomside up over it."
Entering shortly, I observe that his position is invitingly open--he's follwed instructions perfectly. His face reflects a conmingling of guilt, humiliation and apprehension.
"Spread your hands and feet, Paul." I produce four nylon stockings from my dresser. "I'm going to bind you securely." After tying his wrists and ankles to the bed's corner posts, I begin pushing bedpillows under the reading pillow.
"What are you doing?" His arms and legs are being stretched tight.
"Giving your butt-naked asscheeks extra elevation," I explain clinically. "I want you totally helpless, not even able to squirm."
It takes three pillows underneath the inverted V-shaped cushion to optimally elevate his well-rounded buttocks, tautly exposed for their impending chastisement.
He futilely tests his restraints. "Please, Brittie...I'm ashamed, being tied like this."
"You have better reasons for shame," I counter, "But don't worry, honey--I'll soon transfer your focus away from your hands and feet."
From the closet I procure my disciplinary implements--rattan cane, leather strap, wooden racketball paddle, Spencer paddle, two freshly-cut willow switches, heavy yardstick--and set them on the bed in front of Paul's face.
He gasps in dismay. "You're using all of these?"
"All at least once, some twice." I pick up one of the switches, swishing it briskly through the air--WHIIISH!! He flinches. "This is necessary to restore my trust. Say the word and I'll let you go--but forever."
"I'll stay." His expression radiates desperate courage. He knows my intention, to break him completetely so he's shamelessly pleading for mercy, yet he's determined to salvage our relationship.
"I'm glad." Inhaling, I steel myself. "Now to really hurt you..."
The End
© Copyright Summer, 2002
Reviews
Frank <sswitcher(at)yahoo(dot)com>
Not my kink is a treacherous and challenging category. Somewhat extreme severity probably is one of my kinks, but I don't really recognize it here. Brittie's uncompromising attitude and determination to really hurt Paul implies severity, but it is, to me at least, no more than that - implicit, not explicit. (That's not intended as a criticism - the story is hot, nonetheless). I am, however, rather sceptical as to the effectiveness of nylons for secure 4-point bondage.
Dyke Grrl <dyke.grrl(at)verizon(dot)net>
A well-written revenge fantasy. The characters come through clearly, and the punishment, left to the imagination, is perhaps even hotter. I like how you focused on negotiation and preparation, rather than on the whack-whack-whack that descriptions of punishments often entail.
Pam <pamiMac(at)aol(dot)com>
Eeek. This is psychologically spooky but it is what he wants. CK does well again in his not my kink story. I think he gets to the heart of what many want even though it isn't his kink. That is very commendable. pm
Steve <steve(at)circuslights(dot)com>
Nice buildup