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: Fanfiction
This story's setting is the summer of 1996 in a lakeside resort town in the U.S.A. Thanks to my discovery of the cache of old comic books, it was a summer of fantasy....
Clash of the Superwomen
By
Crimson Kid <CrimsnKid6@aol.com>
"Wonder Woman is into bondage, with that magic lasso," Bethany noted.
"It also makes people obey her," I added.
"Psychological domination," my pretty fourteen-year-old cousin explained, impressing me with her vocabulary. I found her almost as awesome as Wonder Woman from my twelve-year-old's perspective.
"What other woman could give her a fight?" I wondered.
"A great kinky showdown would be her against Warrior Woman, who has that whip," Bethany postulated.
"That Nazi villainess?" I shook my head. "She's from the 1940's -- different comic company too."
My cousin sighed dreamily. "But just imagine...."
Bavarian Alps, May 1945:
"Going somewhere, fraulein?" Wonder Woman demands.
"Out of my way, Amazon," Warrior Woman sneers, "I'm flying out of here."
"First we have a personal score to settle." The Amazon princess uncoils her golden lasso.
"My pleasure." The black-clad villainess raises her whip. "You've needed a good whipping for this whole war." She cracks the lash, but Wonder Woman dodges and throws the lasso's coils around her adversary's torso.
"Hand me the whip," the heroine orders, "Then bend over that chair's back."
"Can't...resist...." Fearfully, the German woman obeys. The glowing rope presses against her breasts as she feels her lush posterior being exposed. "No...You can't...."
"Sure I can." The Amazon grins. "Your Aryan behind's begging for a thrashing, sweetie." She snaps the whip across Warrior Woman's naked bumcheeks -- CRACK!!
"Ahhhhowwww!" The woman's hips squirm frantically.
"Stay put," her punisher instructs, "I'm just getting started."
Wonder Woman lashes her victim's bare buttocks vigorously as the villainess wails childishly, until scarlet stripes are vividly crisscrossing her entire derriere.
Bawling bitterly, Warrior Woman collapses to the floor as the lasso is removed.
Dropping the whip, the Amazon heroine removes from its wall peg a Spencer paddle made of superhard adamantium.
"What's this for, your boyfriend's naughty bottom?" she inquires.
The fraulein nods defeatedly. "I discipline him with it frequently."
On cue, Master Man enters the hidden bunker. "What's this? Wonder Woman!"
He's momentarily stunned as the lasso's coils encircle him.
"At your service." She smirks. "Your backside needs discipline too. Bend over the chair's back, bad boy."
Grudgingly, he complies. "Damned magic rope...."
"Let's give you some southern exposure, darling," his captor announces. The blonde villain's muscular buttcheeks are quickly bared.
Wonder Woman smugly lifts the superpaddle...
"Hey," I protested, "What's Master Man doing in the story? I thought it was two superwomen fighting."
"It was," Bethany explained, "But it sounded so good I decided to reenact it for fun -- the last part."
"Reenact it?" I asked nervously.
"You know what I'm saying," she countered briskly. "You can't portray Warrior Woman, but you can play Master Man."
"You mean....?" I gulped.
"Exactly." The girl smiled playfully. "I'll get Mom's Spencer paddle and the changing shack can be our underground bunker."
Bethany knew I had too much of a crush on her to argue.
"Yes, ma'am, Wonder Woman...."
The End
© Copyright CrimsnKid6@aol.com, 10 June 2003
Reviews:
<justacatfish(at)aol(dot)com>
An amusing and original short story and an enjoyable little read. A nice change from the old, tired and worn out themes and plots.
Wild Thing <entirely_real(at)yahoo(dot)com>
An amusing idea, fleshed out with interesting and erotic content and competently written. I liked the way the author brought the story full circle, from the children imagining it to the fantasy and back. The only thing I object to is that the writer's use of language isn't especially creative.
Jon <mrheadmstr(at)aol(dot)com>
I had to cut and paste this story into Word to get a word count (515 words, 80 paragraphs, 97 lines) as it seemed considerably longer than the 500 word limit. Just goes to show how much can be done by a clever author within such a tight limit!
Continuing on the technical front, dialog tends to require a lot of single line paragraphs, but good editing can group several lines into a coherent whole and reduce the choppiness evident in this story's dialog. It is the type of thing that separates we amateurs from the pros.
The author developed the child characters so that I could see them as real kids, and understand them well. I knew only one of the comic book characters, but that didn't detract from the story; enough was provided for me to work with in spite of my ignorance.
This story is really well plotted and executed. I think only my noted quibbles about the editing prevented my from giving it the highest rating.