I Write Spanking Stories
The following fiction story is just a fantasy, but one Ive had for years
Handcuffed, you are led out on stage in front of a sizable audience all seated in a circle around the stage.You notice the distinct padded leather bench, but also notice two oddly placed tv cameras surrounding the bench. But chiefly you notice the eager crowd there to observe.
"There she is folks. Isn't she beautiful?" An announcer says, directing attention to you. "Lock her in, boys."
Your captors lead you to the bench. They undo your cuffs just long enough to position you bent over the bench before securing your hands thoroughly. As a restraining strap is applied to your waist, keeping you firmly in place, you hear one of the tv cameras turned on and humming as it warms up.
A cheer can be heard from the gathered crowd. You glance up and realize there are two giant tv screens on the stage. One of them, now on, shows a close up of your face. You try turning your head in all directions but the camera is clearly focused on you capturing every expression.
The cheer from the crowd is considerably larger when, without warning, you find your pants and panties unceremoniously yanked down, exposing your bare bottom. Before you can say or do anything, you find both of your legs being restrained shoulder width apart. Suddenly, the second tv monitor clicks on. You glance up to your horror to see your bare bottom fully exposed for all to see on the tv.You twist and squirm to no avail as your bare bottom remains fully exposed with your legs just far enough apart.
"Last call for bets, gentlemen. How many spanks will it take to turn the beautiful long-haired girl into a bawling little baby? Place your wagers now."
You test your bonds for all you're worth but you remain exactly in place.The you feel something distinct being drawn slowly across your bottom. You glance up to see a wood paddle squarely across your bottom. The crowd laughs as they see the look of fear on your face on the monitor.
"No more bets. HERE WE GO!"
THWACK!!! The paddle comes down on your bottom hard, resounding throughout the area. You grit your teeth determined not to cry out as the camera captures your determination.
THWACK!!! WHACK!!!! SMACK!!!! Again and again the paddle descends, scorching your bare bottom much to the appreciation of the crowd assembled. You test your bonds again to no avail, trying desperately not to show anything for the camera, but failing.
The tenth THWACK!!!! of the paddle is where your resolve begins to crumble, as you let slip an audible OWWWWWWWW. The crowd applauds and cheers.
Again and again the paddle resounds with a loud THWACK!!!! scorching your bare bottom. You occasionally glance up to see how red and glowing your sore bottom is getting. Meanwhile, every facial expression is shown on the tv, from rage and frustration to almost silent pleading. But of course it's the expression of anguish that accompanies each THWACK!! that gets the biggest cheers from the crowd.
Eventually, inevitably, the dam breaks. Another loud paddle TWHACK!!!! is accompanied by an equally loud scream of "OWWWWWWAAAAAAAAHHHHH" as tears stream down your face. Bright neon lights begin flashing behind the tvs to accent your pained tear-stained face and your scorched throbbing cherry red bare bottom.
"WE HAVE A WINNER!!!" the announcer yells, to the thunderous applause and cheers of the audience.
You find your bonds undone but you grip the bench to steady yourself. Your rub your sore bare bottom and wince one more time as the cameras are shut off. As you slowly reach down to pull up your pants and panties, there's one more indignity for you to suffer.
Guess who won the betting pool?
Handcuffed, you are led out on stage in front of a sizable audience all seated in a circle around the stage.You notice the distinct padded leather bench, but also notice two oddly placed tv cameras surrounding the bench. But chiefly you notice the eager crowd there to observe.
"There she is folks. Isn't she beautiful?" An announcer says, directing attention to you. "Lock her in, boys."
Your captors lead you to the bench. They undo your cuffs just long enough to position you bent over the bench before securing your hands thoroughly. As a restraining strap is applied to your waist, keeping you firmly in place, you hear one of the tv cameras turned on and humming as it warms up.
A cheer can be heard from the gathered crowd. You glance up and realize there are two giant tv screens on the stage. One of them, now on, shows a close up of your face. You try turning your head in all directions but the camera is clearly focused on you capturing every expression.
The cheer from the crowd is considerably larger when, without warning, you find your pants and panties unceremoniously yanked down, exposing your bare bottom. Before you can say or do anything, you find both of your legs being restrained shoulder width apart. Suddenly, the second tv monitor clicks on. You glance up to your horror to see your bare bottom fully exposed for all to see on the tv.You twist and squirm to no avail as your bare bottom remains fully exposed with your legs just far enough apart.
"Last call for bets, gentlemen. How many spanks will it take to turn the beautiful long-haired girl into a bawling little baby? Place your wagers now."
You test your bonds for all you're worth but you remain exactly in place.The you feel something distinct being drawn slowly across your bottom. You glance up to see a wood paddle squarely across your bottom. The crowd laughs as they see the look of fear on your face on the monitor.
"No more bets. HERE WE GO!"
THWACK!!! The paddle comes down on your bottom hard, resounding throughout the area. You grit your teeth determined not to cry out as the camera captures your determination.
THWACK!!! WHACK!!!! SMACK!!!! Again and again the paddle descends, scorching your bare bottom much to the appreciation of the crowd assembled. You test your bonds again to no avail, trying desperately not to show anything for the camera, but failing.
The tenth THWACK!!!! of the paddle is where your resolve begins to crumble, as you let slip an audible OWWWWWWWW. The crowd applauds and cheers.
Again and again the paddle resounds with a loud THWACK!!!! scorching your bare bottom. You occasionally glance up to see how red and glowing your sore bottom is getting. Meanwhile, every facial expression is shown on the tv, from rage and frustration to almost silent pleading. But of course it's the expression of anguish that accompanies each THWACK!! that gets the biggest cheers from the crowd.
Eventually, inevitably, the dam breaks. Another loud paddle TWHACK!!!! is accompanied by an equally loud scream of "OWWWWWWAAAAAAAAHHHHH" as tears stream down your face. Bright neon lights begin flashing behind the tvs to accent your pained tear-stained face and your scorched throbbing cherry red bare bottom.
"WE HAVE A WINNER!!!" the announcer yells, to the thunderous applause and cheers of the audience.
You find your bonds undone but you grip the bench to steady yourself. Your rub your sore bare bottom and wince one more time as the cameras are shut off. As you slowly reach down to pull up your pants and panties, there's one more indignity for you to suffer.
Guess who won the betting pool?
