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: Period/Fractured Fairy Tale
Pansy
By
Courtney <Courtenesca@aol.com>
Pansy stared out the garret window, lost in loneliness; suffering a grumbly tummy. No dinner tonight. Banished to this cold room; a convict into solitary confinement. Hardly an auspicious ending of the school term.
Her final one at that.
Penelope Ann Smythe-Yarbrough -- Pansy -- wasn't unfamiliar being confined where she didn't wish. For all her years at Havensthrall Academy, only...12?...16? times had this catastrophe befallen her.
Sighing petulantly, she was so misunderstood! She'd never expected a final ignominious corporal punishment.
At least not in school. If she displeased her future husband.... Wasn't that a paddle of a different sort? A guilty smile teased the corners of her full lips.
Pansy sighed again. Uncertainty clouding her future.
But: No more teachers lulling her asleep with their endless droning. No more Uncle and Aunt insinuating the correct path for her to follow -- every bloody day!
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
..."Penelope Ann Smythe-Yarbrough, quite a mouthful. Pansy suits you. And Princess is proper for a wife of mine." The grinning youth knocked belatedly on the garret door. "Pleased to meet you, Pansy. Finally!"
"Who? ...Oh my! Your Highness? How?" Pansy, quite in a dither, curtsied deep. Young men were a rarity -- actually, never allowed -- at Havensthrall. Especially an awesomely handsome Personage!
"I-know-something-you-don't-know!" Edward -- Teddy -- winked brazenly at Pansy's breathless astonishment. "C'mon, Pansy, guess why I'm here. And you're here in the garret? Naughty girl! You take a healthy strapping and caning. All quite necessary...."
"Necessary, Milord?" Teddy clasped her cold hands; Pansy rose shyly. "How d'ya know about my p-punishments, Sir?" Flustered, Pansy eyes were hard put to stay under lady-like control.
"I've seen you grow up, dearest! Every session in the garret, I was informed by the Prefect; ushered in to watch your blessed bottom get a deserved thrashing. What a sight! Your pretty face teary; nether cheeks waggling, obscenely rich in color.... I've spent many a merry night with you, Pansy. In my dreams, of course!" Prince Teddy chuckled happily.
"How could you? It's indecent! I was n-naked. For punishment!" Mortification blossomed over Pansy's face; her young breasts swollen with sudden heat. "Prefect informed you of my...indiscretions? Is that possible?"
"All spelled out in the marriage contract, sweet. We're betrothed since you were a mere lass of four years. Your Guardians were compelled you not know till the end of your school term. I've kept my eye on you for years. Surprise!"
"Your Highness, I'm only 17!" Overwhelmed, Pansy inched away from the ebullient Prince.
"That's the beauty of it! The Bard says: 'Younger than she are happy mothers made!'"
Pansy smirked: the Bard, indeed!
"Pansy, I'm 25. Not so old. Young enough to handle your naughtiness, I'll vouchsafe." Teddy sprawled on a bench, beckoning Pansy. "Today's final school discipline will be administered by your lawful intended. Of course, you may refuse our marriage. But your spanking happens regardless."
Pansy fluttered helplessly toward him; seeking moth to bright flame. Over her Prince's lap, uniform lifted, drawers lowered, warm stirrings surged in her grumbly tummy.
SMACK!
Pansy and her Prince would likely live Happily Ever After.
The End
© Copyright Courtney, 03 July 2003
Reviews
Kessily
I really loved this story. It's so sweet and romantic with shades of erotic punishments to come, and discipline spankings as well. And of course every young girl dreams of being rescued from a tower by the handsome prince. In most fairy tales the Prince doesn't spank the princess before carrying her away of course...that's what makes this one much better!
I wonder if Pansy was punished more strictly simply because her betrothed enjoyed watching....
SirHal < janhal(at)midsouth(dot)rr(dot)com>
I found this story to be interesting. If this was a take off on a known fairy tale, then I am not familiar with it at all. The rules state, «A story set in some period other than the present day, and in which the period is significant to the story». I just could never figure out what period the story was set it. I don't see that the period is significant to the story. From my reading, the story could be today. Yes, it does for some reason sound British but that is not a period that is a place. I could not even figure out for sure if Pansy was a person, an imaginary person or a plant. I was not sure if she was alive or a ghost of some sort. It just was not clear in the story to me.
The school year ended. Somebody put her in the attic. They locked her away. The school emptied until the start of school again. At the start of school they would come and take her out of the attic and put her back in classroom is what I got from the story. This repeated year after year. All this does is enlist a whole bunch of questions. Who feed her, who gave her or who did water her. Maybe she was artificial and she did not need food or water. Just too many questions. OK, I understand that this might be some sort of fairy tale and none of this is real. I tried to read it as such and it just did not work for me. To me, even fairy tales should have some belief or be set in some land far far away. It seemed to me that the your wanted us to believe this story was real. The story did nothing to make me want to suspend belief and enter another world. I think in the very start of the story you should have been clear in what world you wanted us to believe this story was set. I set the story in the real world and that might be why I have problems with this story. To be totally fair, I read this in the AM and then read it again, now at night. Nothing changed for me.
If the writer has to explain the story to me then I think there is something lacking in the story. Even the final line of the story confused me. Why was there any doubt that they would live happily ever after? I must have missed something. We know that if they ride off into the sunset that they are always going to live happily ever after, especially in a fairy tale. I do welcome a response from the writer. I am open minded enough to reconsider my review if the evidence points to my lack of knowledge on a subject. If I totally missed something, then I am sorry.
Finally, I hope that the writer continues to write. I can see a lot of promise there but it needs to be directed in my humble opinion. Again, the word pictures were there and they were good.
PS: The above was my first review of this story. At least in the last forty years I have not watched a carton on TV nor read a comic book. I sure have not watched Bullwinkle. I do not watch the comedies on TV. I was not even a fan of I Love Lucy . A little of Bob Hope went a long way with me. They just are not my cup of tea. If we all liked the same thing, then we would not have so many different TV shows and writers, writing so many different books. I feel sure that I missed a lot in the above story. I probably missed a lot the writer put into the story. I am not changing my review but I am adding this Post Script. I feel sure that this story might work very well for others and therefore recommend that you read it.
Jessie
This story does a nice job of conveying a much larger tale than its word limit would normally permit. And the language for a period piece was well done. There are a few too many adjectives, in places where showing over telling would have been possible and expressed the idea in a stronger way, but I can see where that might be a tough one to deal with in a story this size.
I'm curious about the use of the semi-colon rather than the comma in various places. Not as a grammar pedant, as the author certainly has command of the language, but I think it's an interesting style device, one I don't think I've seen before.