This short story is an entry in the 2003 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: Fan
This story's setting begins at the 2008 Quidditch Cup championship game, Bulgaria vs. Scotland.
Split Decision
By
Crimson Kid <CrimsnKid6@aol.com>
"So which is it?" Ron persisted. Hermoine, focusing on the game's beginning, felt annoyed. "Why do I have to choose? What's wrong with the best of both?"
"You're here at the Quidditch Cup," her fiance pointed out, "That says it all to me."
"Believe what you want," she responded, "But we made a muggle-oriented wager."
"The term's muggle," Ron conceded. "Still, it's something my Mom's done, especially to Fred and George, with a broomstick."
The girl snorted. "A couple whacks isn't a real spanking, darling. Wait until you feel my razor strap on your bare behind -- it will be an intense experience." She giggled. "You'll deserve it too, for betting against your best friend."
"You bet against your old boyfriend," the redhead countered.
"He wasn't my boyfriend," Hermoine protested, "Not exactly."
Then began the contest, a breathtaking battle pitting the superior Bulgarian Chasers against the brilliant goalkeeping of Scotland's Oliver Wood. The score stayed close, meaning that the outcome would be determined by the two high-flying broomriders scanning the sky while intermittently dodging Bludgers -- Harry Potter and Victor Krum.
The end came abruptly, both Seekers diving steeply side-by-side, then pulling up sharply in pursuit as the Snitch skyrocketed upward. The golden ball veered sideways and Harry lunged desperately with his right hand, swaying haphazardly on his Firestar 2007 as he narrowly graped the elusive prize.
"Great grab, Harry!" Ron jumped for joy, momentarily forgetting his wager while celebrating the Scottish triumph.
"The winning play," his ladylove chortled, "For Scotland and me."
In Hermoine's apartment, invisible bands of arcane energy around his wrists and ankles held Ron bottomside up over the back of the couch.
"Unbreech!" She waved her wand, and her captive's trousers and briefs quickly slid to his knees.
"Is that necessary?" he whined.
"Bare bottom was the bet," she rejoined smugly, pointing her wand at the thick leather implement she held. "Flagellus posterium!"
THWACK!! CRACK!! SPLACK!! THWACK!!
The razor strap delivered a blistering-hard licking that covered all of Ron's futilely-squirming exposed buttocks, concentrating on his wide-open 'sit spot,' under his punisher's mystical direction.
Facing her paramour, Hermoine grinned good-naturedly at his gasps, yelps and sobs for five minutes before stopping the strapping.
"Th-Thank goodness thuh-that's over," he muttered raggedly.
"No, it's just time for my muggle half to administer the rest of the wager." She casually flicked her wand. "Levitatus OTK!"
As the young witch seated herself on the couch, Ron floated over to her and was plopped unceremoniously across her skirted thighs, his naked posterior upturned. She acted quickly to clamp her right leg across his thighs while pinning his right wrist above his waist.
"Nonmagical restraint," Hermoine noted cheerfully, picking up her sturdy wooden hairbrush from the end table. "Now to continue...."
"Please, Hermoine," the redheaded, red-faced and red-bottomed young wizard pleaded, "Can't you stop now?"
"Certainly not, silly." She raised the flat-backed brush high over his trembling, scarlet-striped derriere. "My muggle identity has to be indulged too." She chuckled delightedly.
"You're getting the best of both worlds...."
The End
© Copyright Crimson Kid, 05 June 2003
Reviews
<comjustacatfish(at)aol(dot)com>
An amusing tale, whimsical in nature, original, and a pleasant read. At first, I hard a hard time getting "grounded" in terms of characters, and setting but it subsequently smoothed out. In my view, more of an anecdote rather than a short story. Feels it needs a little more on characterization and conflict development and resolution in terms of the characters v. the event.
Ted <quixotoes(at)aol(dot)com>
Although a clever scenario based on the Harry Potter series, I was put off by the misspelling of the main character's name -- Hermione. I deduct for such errors, as well as for the apparent misuse of the word "arcane" as in "invisible bands of arcane energy." The actual spanking scenes were artfully done, especially the use of such hot-button phrases such as "sturdy hairbrush" and "skirted thighs."
Don A. Landhill <dlandhill(at)aol(dot)com>
I enjoyed this story, although I haven't always liked Harry Potter spanking fanfiction. The feel of the magic was right for the HP universe, and Hermoine was certianly her determined self. Some how I have trouble picturing her calling anyone darling though. I liked the «best of both worlds» spanking -- in fact that might have been an even better title. It was not quite clear to me what "choice" she was making in the first line, and this is made to seem important, but not returned to, which makes the story feel a bit like a fragment of a larger work to me.
The Quiddich descriptions were well done, IMO. Thanks for writing and entering this story.