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: AgePlay
PTN
By
Courtney <Courtenesca@aol.com>
Consider.
A quiet street, like any other street. A house like other houses in suburban USA.
Three couples approach; on this night unlike any other. The females hunch; men grasping their arms or shoulders in alert attention. In streetlight, three pairs of saddle shoes trip along the sidewalk.... Pigtails bounce jauntily, despite the downcast set of feminine faces.
A male hand reaches to pop a female fanny, quickening her lagging pace.
Trick or treaters? Seasonal pranksters?
No. This isn't Halloween, that special night of Fright.
Tonight is far more harrowing....
Welcome to Parent/Teacher Night!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Thanks, all you Daddies, for being so prompt. Your naughty girls weren't thrilled to come to tonight's PTN conference, hmmn? Larissa? Melissa? Susan...?"
Girlish singsong: "Good EVEning, Nurse Rene." Curtseys dipped. Standing close to their daddies: each sitting in a straightback chair. Grimly unhappy having to be here at all.
"Daddies, I'm School Nurse Rene. These brats call me, Nurse Ratched. From the amount of detention they receive, you know Principal Simon.
Marquis Simon de LeGree, to your cherubs...."
The girls shifted, avoiding Nurse; closing their eyes to daddies' ire.
"Welcome, Daddies. Nurse Rene is kind enough to donate her time tonight. Unfortunately, Larissa, Melissa, and Susan are the chief cause of numerous practical jokes and equipment malfunctions at school. It's time such malfeasance is dealt with.
"Ladies, assume the position!" Principal Simon nodded curtly to begin.
Mewling gasps. Three girls bent over daddies' laps.
Mini-shrieks. Each were positioned to his liking: one hand lying portentously on a squirming bottom.
"Perfect. They need your hands-on spanking guidance. And our Nurse Rene has a bonus discipline device." Principal Simon relinquished the floor.
"Daddies, pre-adolescents are full of the devil. Eleven year olds are often confused as to proper behavior. Flushed faces and high temperatures may not be illness, but symptoms of high jinx! They'll be starting their menstrual cycles...."
Susan gulped audibly. Rissa and Missy glared. "Susie, you didn't tell us?"
"Didn't wanna be the only one," Susie whined.
"How could you? Traitor!" Rissa and Missy spat in disgust.
Susie hung her head.
"Quiet, girls! Before spanking, it's advantageous to check what her body tells you. Body temperature. This is an anal thermometer. Daddies: raise skirts. Take down the cotton panties.... A dab of Vaseline. Gently, daddies, gently.... Insert fully. Keep her still while the reading is taken."
"...Perhaps now's the time to lecture them on tampering with computers in the lab.... And skinny-dipping in the school pond! Eighth grade boys've had wet dreams ever since!" Principal Simon sighed: he'd a very tough job.
"Check readings, Daddies. Keep these thermometers -- be sure to wash it carefully after every use. ...Now that you're aware of your brat's inner workings, commence spanking!"
Parental palms raised, falling loudly on naked female chubs. Smacking, yelping, competed for loudness. But if sobbing became louder, spanks won out for pure effectiveness.
...As their daddies herded the brats outdoors, Nurse regaled the wonders of enemas.
And "Wait till I get you home!" echoed all the way down the street.
The End
© Copyright Courtney, 22 June 2003
Reviews
Huh Chuh <huhchuh(at)yahoo(dot)com>
Wow. Poor kids are going to be spanked when they get home which I hope that the girl/women enjoy.
Don A. Landhill <dlandhill(at)aol(dot)com>
I am particularly fond of age-play, and this story does it quite well. The little girls were clearly very girlish, yet I couldn't ever quite forget that they were clearly women, unlike some age-play stories which seem to be just adult/child stories with a frame. I liked the moment of argument when the other two girls accused Susan of telling on them, and she admitted it by hanging her head.
All in all, a very good job. Let's see more from this author and of this kind of thing, please.
Pam <PamiMac(at)aol(dot)com>
Hmm...age play. It is a delicate issue I think writing age play stories. I'm not at all good at understanding age play but the author does a good job of telling a story. It is written well, conveys quite a scene. I just don't know how it is age play though. I guess maybe it is because I don't see all the participants as grown ups. So does it come across as age play to me? No not really. I like the style of writing and I like the fairly unique idea that was conveyed here.