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: Child
I put this into the child category but it could be age-play, parody or even edge depending on just what you read into it. As the story is all dialogue I left out all the quotes.
Bed Time; Story Time
By
Y Lee Coyote <YLeeCoyote@juno.com>
Now go hop into bed and I'll be right there to tell you a story.
Yay! Yay!
Once upon a time....
Why do stories always start that way?
They just do, Timmy. Should I continue. Once upon a time...there was a little boy....
Why are they always little?
Because you want to hear about boys, Timmy. Once upon a time...there was a little boy....
What's was his name?
I was just about to say, Timmy. ...there was a little boy named...Timmy who....
TIMMY! – Just like ME?
Yes, Timmy. Well the story-Timmy lived with his step-mother and step-sister who were very cruel to him.
What happened to his daddy?
Er,...er,.... He was a sailor and was on a long voyage.
Was he the captain? What kind of ship? Was it a battleship? Was it in big fierce battles? With lots and lots of blood?
No, not the captain and it was not a warship either.
Was it a whaling ship? Did they hunt giant whales from little boats? And make the sea RED with their blood?
No, it was just a sailing ship on a long voyage. And because it was a sailing ship it took a long time for the trip. Timmy went through a whole year of school since his father went on the voyage. Do you want to hear the story or ask questions, Timmy?.
Yes.
Now where was I....
'Very cruel to him....' See, I was really listening to you.
Yes, Timmy. His step-mother and step-sister were very cruel to him. They both slept in soft comfy feather beds with warm down quilts and big pillows. But Timmy had to sleep on the hard floor with just an old, worn and torn horse blanket. If he was lucky, the fireplace still put out heat but it was always cold by midnight.
That's when his fairy godmother or whatever came and did wonderful things; right?
No; not in this story. Timmy was just....
Then it must be Santa that came and gave him lots of wonderful presents; to make up for all the nasty stuff.
Do you still believe in Santa, Timmy?
No. But he's real in stories. Stories are just-make-believe.
Who's telling this story, Timmy?
You are. More...please Wes.
No more interruptions or.... His step-mother and sister were very cruel. If he did anything wrong or naughty or they were in bad moods (which was most of the time) she would spank Timmy.
Did she spank him hard?
Yes.
Did they use whips?
No.
Did they do it with his pants down?
Yes.
Did he cry?
Alot.
That's it, young man. This is how she did it. She picked him up – like this. Pulled down his pants – like this. Pulled him across her lap – like this. And spanked him with her bare hand – like this.
Whaaaaa. Whaaaaa. Whaaaaa. Whaaaaa. Whaaaaa. Whaaaaa. Whaaaaa.
And he cried – just like you.
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Mommy, Wes is the bestest baby sitter. Can you get him the next time...please?
The End
Author's note: Certainly this is in the child category as the staring character is a child or is he? Perhaps this is age-play with two adults. Perhaps is a just a parody since children don't like being spanked – usually. And if this boy likes being spanked then that makes it edge (at least for some). "You pay your money and you take your choice."
© Copyright A.I.L., 19 July 2003
Reviews
justacatfish(at)aol(dot)com
I personally didn't get anything out of this, not knowing if it was role play, etc.
Patricia <patricia(at)cedar(dot)net>
You captured the essence of the child quite nicely. Who hasn't tried to tell a story only to be interrupted by incessant questions. And who can really blame the babysitter for finally turning him over a knee to answer all those questions. Nice story indeed.
Ladiejj <ladiejj(at)msn(dot)com>
The author has a keen sense of the way that a child talks. He does a great job with the questions that Timmy asks and his sense of curiosity. The author leaves up to our imaginations whether it is about a budding spanko bratting his way into one, or an adult indulging in a fantasy. I feel the author did a good job with the dialogue between the characters, it flowed. It gives us a look into the head of kid and how they still believe in fairy tales. In this story the spanking seems to be secondary to the relationship that is being forged.