Working Late (a strap-on and spanking short story)

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Pleased with Carly's attitude, she smiled. "You caused me to involve Anya in my business. I'll bare your bottom for two strokes of my heavy punishment strap. Its intense burn will humble you." This did nothing to assuage my mounting terror as I watched. There was a specific technique to receiving the belt, requiring the victim to hold both hands out , palms upward and one hand supporting the other. The belt was not designed to draw blood but rather...to hurt, and one girl who was apparently a habitual latecomer, received a 'double-hander' which meant first one hand was belted, then the supporting hand was placed uppermost to receive the same treatment. After that, us doing the warmup was the new norm. It didn't happen when only one of us got in trouble -- Dana got it just a day or two later for something she'd done at school, and Mom spanked and paddled her. But whenever two or more of us were due, Mom let us do the warmup. Anya admired the gutsy girl. She understood her. "Be brave. Take your thrashing with grace. I hope it hurts like hell."

She shivered and wrapped her arms around herself. It was cold. So cold, sitting here, naked, on this solitary plastic chair. A single bulb hung above her, the only frail source of light or warmth in this lonely place. Hesitantly, but obediently, Thomas complied. He felt the power of her domination over him and had no option but to obey.

Cassie's Life

Teachers had their favourite belts, some with two thongs...others with three, and it was a common sight for the leather monstrosity to be displayed on the teacher's desk in full view of the class as a warning. Fortunately for me, English was a fairly safe subject and I managed to escape her wrath. However - I DID receive the belt once and really through no fault of mine!

I remember one spanking where Mom was frustrated because she was going to be late to work. She was working on Shayla after having hand-spanked Dana, and I kept hoping she'd run out of time for my turn. Fat chance of that! Mark remembered being stunned by Kim’s words and asking for details. Kim calmly explained that he’d have to submit completely to her whims and be treated as an object of her desires, whatever they may be. He had gone home to think about it and decided that to be enslaved to an attractive older woman wasn’t so bad. There's no such thing as ghosts," replied Thomas, trying to sound confident and knowledgeable. "How many apples do you want?"Later, lying in bed feeling the thin welts raised on my bare bottom, I relived the entire afternoon: the spankings from Dana and Shayla, my thrilling spankings of their bottoms, the long hard lashings from Mom, and watching my sisters get switched. I must have come a dozen times. It was over, but for a few moments I stayed bent over that table. It never occured to me to ask Val to stop and the truth is that although she swung a mean paddle (I suspect she’d had some practice over the years as a mom), I had also found the spanking exciting and perversely enjoyable. Val managed to hit just the right note – hard enough to really sting without being enough to have me bawling my eyes out. Well, as I said, maths isn't my best subject, but I've worked out that if the interest was, say, five per cent a year, then I'd owe you twenty-six apples. Does that sound right to you, Thomas?" Thomas was unable to put Miss Craven out of his mind for the rest of the week. He was almost desperate to know if she was the same lady who had threatened him with the cane. The thought excited him and scared him. Always on the bare, Thomas. Always on the bare," she said patiently, "There's no other way. Now take them down at once or I will double the number of strokes."

Whap! Shit! That stung – one swat, and it stung that much! And this woman was messing around – what the hell would it feel like if I really had misbehaved and she was serious? Perhaps the boys hadn’t been bigging it up after all! Mrs. Walter advertised her respectable chastising service for unruly daughters in the national papers. One advertisement read: ‘Bad temper, hysteria, idleness etc… cured by strict discipline and careful training’. Her ‘strict discipline and careful training’ essentially involved employing the birch rod across their naked bottoms with varying degrees of severity! I was smoking," admitted Shayla, which couldn't be further from the truth since she and I both hate cigarettes. But Mom bought it and nodded at me to carry on. I had to finish with Mom watching. Since I was naked, this was disconcerting, and I felt like I was being graded.

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Anya smiled. Miss Roberts hadn't agreed to this offer, but understanding young women was her entire business. Plus, she'd argue for Carly. Mark had moved in more than a year ago and, as a working student, had struggled to pay the rent. He had been behind the rent for two months and was in danger of being evicted until Mrs. Swan had provided him with a unique proposition to keep his apartment. Thomas couldn't believe what was happening to him. He felt the cane tapping gently across the centre of his bared bottom cheeks, He had no idea what to expect, but he was dismayed that even these gentle taps stung unpleasantly. He screwed his face up in dread in anticipation of something considerably more painful A man learns about mid-western punishment traditions. (Approximately 2,480 words. Originally published 2004-01.)