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
Note: Some of the same characters as in #059: PTN
are used.
PTN 2: Daddy & Susie
By
Courtney <Courtenesca@aol.com>
"Nothing to say, Susan?" Daddy spoke the first words since Parent/Teacher Night. "You know the rule: if punished at school, punished at home."
"I'm tired, Jed. It's my period, I don't feel well...." Susie shrugged out of her blazer, kicking off her saddle shoes. "I'm going to bed, hon."
"You're not going anywhere till I put you there, Susan." Daddy stared at his naughty girl; a decided firmness emanating.
"We've played, Jed! Can't we just be Jed and Susie? ...Besides, Daddy, Rissa and Missy are mad at me right now. I feel real bad! As if they don't have their periods, too!" Susie blushed talking about her period in front of Daddy. Her mind torn: half-in/half-out of the scene.
"What's with you girls? You've been best friends since kindergarten. But it was certainly gratifying seeing those brats spanked. I know they boss you, Susan. You're my good girl, aren't you? Stop going along with Larissa. You do whatever she wants, and I won't stand for it! She and Melissa are a bad influence."
"No they're NOT! They're my friends, Daddy! Even if they think I'm a dweeb right now.... I WON'T stop being friends with them!" Susie's face was bright pink, her eyes flashing in defiance.
Jed stifled a chuckle. She'd all but stomped her feet.
"Young lady, that tone better change immediately. You're already in trouble enough for a spanking every night this week!"
"I don't care! You already spanked...me...." Susie stopped. He'd done it again! Jed had manipulated her back into the game. Right where he wanted her.
"Susan, period or not, your punishment will commence. Get ready for bed: in your jammies, face washed, teeth brushed. My study in ten minutes. Don't make me come looking for you. And bring the hairbrush. You've earned it."
Knowing not to answer without making things worse, Susie stomped off; preparing for her next spanking. In the bathroom, she took aspirin for her cramps, wishing the pain in her bottom could be relieved by pills, too!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
"Anything to say, Susan?" She stood in her footie jammies; he sat behind his formidable desk.
"I'm sorry, Daddy. For talking back to you. And for getting in trouble at school. I promise I'll be good from now on." Susie hung her head, sniffling. "I'll try real hard not to be 'fluenced by Rissa and Missy...so much."
"Now that's my girl." He hugged Susie warmly, then lifted her over his lap. The flap in her jammies lowered; she waited -- breathless -- for the hairbrush. Daddy's hand gently rubbed the healthy color already glowing from her pretty posterior. His palm rose, dropping sternly to begin the warm-up for the dreaded implement.
Susie squirmed, knowing this was a gift. Her pink bottom jiggled. She eeeked and oooohed; her tender skin growing hot; her breathing harsher.
Next, the hairbrush. Daddy warned: "Relax, Susan. This has been coming for a long time!"
Susie sobbed, surrendering to her Daddy's concern. Knowing he loved her no matter what.
Or how naughty she was.
The End
© Copyright Courtney, 25 June 2003
Reviews
Kessily
I like the way this story shows the difficulties involved in keeping your self separate from a role that you play. It's a problem I think a lot of people have. I also think that generally what happens is that you succumb to playing even when you don't want to, just to please your partner. This was a very good age-play story, showing issues instead of just spanking fluff.
Don A. Landhill <dlandhill@aol.com>
I like age-play stories very much. in some ways this one worked very well, but there were a few points that made me uncomfortable.
First of all, it depended very heavily on the previous story PTN. In fact I don't really think it stood on its own too well. This can be fine for a chapter of a longer work (and i would indeed like to see this developed into a series or longer work), but is not so good for an SSC entry.
Second, we have the vexing problem of what happens when one partner wants to end play, to break the role. This is what Susie wanted early in the story, but her daddy wouldn't let her. and it seemed that she conceded his right to continue the game, perhaps that is their agreement. But I felt just a bit uneasy that he was so unsympathetic to her wish to break role. OTOH, it is good that this story at least mentions such realities, often glossed over in spanking stories which take place in a never-never land where everyone is always ready to play.
The description of the punishment and the rituals around it were very good, as was the clear love shown at the end of the story.
Thanks for writing this. Do please write more.
Warm Hand Jack
It's awkward getting into this story, and guessing how the other two girls fit into it, for the reader who hasn't read Part 1. (I haven't, in order to review this as a free-standing work.)
After that ... it's a somewhat mis-firing variation on the plot of Dom wanting to initiate or continue a scene when sub doesn't want to (with reason, not out of brattiness). One expects it to end with his getting his way, and her recognizing the love and caring that represents ... and so it does, quite satisfactorily. Unfortunately, the tension of the plot is lost when she already calls him Daddy in a very early paragraph, as the second word after, «We've played, Jed! Can't we just be Jed and Susie?» And while it takes her another four (short) paragraphs to realize that he's got her fully back into the game, she has used nothing but age-play language since that first Daddy.
It's a cute story, nicely flowing, with the unusual feature (at least in my experience) that adult menstruation is used to stress the difference between the age-play and reality, and with a believable partnership between the two characters.