Information is Power
Information is Power
or
Bears Ahead, Bared Behinds
Lilly and Becky didn't mind hosting Bambita for the weekend, as she made her way to Chicago for a semester abroad. Their curious, doe-eyed sister from the sorority chapter in Ursylvania charmed everyone at the mixer, with her winning smile and eager questions about life in the United States. Now, however, they were tired, and ready to go to sleep, although Bambita seemed to have something on her mind.
Becky turned out the lights and enjoyed the dark and quiet, until Bambita spoke.
"Leely? Becky? Now we are alone, can I say you I am scared?"
"Of what, Bambita?" asked Lilly, sighing.
"Of bears!"
"Bears? You're scared of bears?" said Becky.
Lilly did not like the tone in Becky's voice. "Let's talk about this in the morning," she said uselessly, as Bambita continued.
"Tonight, Mike, he says me he likes Chicago, because he likes to see Bears and Cubs playing. I am afraid even playful bear maybe thinks I am his dinner. Really are there bears in such big city?"
"Yes, Bambita," said Becky, deadpan. "There are bears walking the streets of Chicago. They're big and scary and they eat people. Now goodnight!"
"Leely?" she gasped. "This is true?"
"No, Bambita. She's teasing you."
"Teasing? What means teasing?"
"Yes," Becky interrupted. "Lilly -- whose Big Sis doesn't know who her boyfriend was with last weekend -- tell her what means teasing."
Lilly was uncomfortable with this, but she was slowly realizing that she would need to do what Becky said for a long time to come. "I mean..." Lilly stalled, "That the bears were mostly driven out of Chicago about ten years ago. They don't eat more than 5 or 6 people a month now."
"Thank you, Lilly," giggled Becky, and she was asleep seconds later. Lilly worried for a moment, but she, too, drifted off to sleep. Bambita alone remained awake, wide-eyed, with memories of her poor grandpapa, eaten by bears in the dark forest of Ursylvania.
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BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
Becky stumbled to the door, blinking, at 6am and saw the chapter president holding the dozen-holed discipline paddle.
"I've been comforting a crying foreign exchange student whose grandfather was eaten by a bear, and who thinks she's next," the president snapped. "Did you girls not understand? You had the power to help or hurt a sister in need, and you chose to hurt her. She trusted you! Be downstairs in five minutes. Punishment attire: nightshirts, no bras, no panties. In this case, maybe you should also wear white sox," she sneered as she left.
Lilly and Becky were trembling. Neither had ever been paddled.
"I'm sorry I made you do that last night," Becky said.
"Becky, I knew it was wrong. Do you think we can talk our way out of this?"
"No. There's nothing we can do but bend over and let her punish our behinds. I'm scared."
"I know," Lilly gulped. "So was Bambita." With shaking legs, the girls went to meet the paddle.
Barrister
An interesting story with no actual spanking, but hints of the spanking to come. I found the portrayal of Bambita's accent awkward - it seemed to be a mix of Easter European and Hispanic. The opening paragraph setting out who Bambita was and what she was doing there left me scratching my head. Still, overall, the story had promise.
Emma Jane email
Nice take on imbalance of power showing that it's all too easy to have power over someone. I like the exploration of how cruel girls can be to each other and the hint of another story between Lily and Becky. The drama of the Sorority president waking the girls up paddle in hand was also a very nice touch. Bambita's character is a little strange though and I would have liked a little more background to her. Think this story doesn't quite fit into 500 words.
Mija email
A F/FF sorority sister paddling -- I feel like that's saying enough. It's a good solid story -- a fantasy without angst since we're really not too sorry for the slightly dim Bambita or the selfish / self-indulgent sorority sisters. There are nice touches here -- I especially liked the detail given on the girls' punishment attire which both pleases my inner voyeur and lets the readers know this paddling punishment is not uncommon within the sorority.
Generally well-written and appropriate for the category.
Pablo email
I was enjoying the first part of the story so much that I didn't particularly need it to move towards some spanking content, and was wondering how it was going to get there. There's a real facility for efficient characterisation through dialogue here which very quickly creates a vivid scene. I did end up feeling that the introduction of spanking involved some crashing of gears, and that the final third doesn't feel quite as real as the rest. It leaves a nice sense of anticipation, though - and visions of punishment attire! - and it was quite right to end the story at that point.