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Spankedteacher
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Username: Spankedteacher
Post Number: 15
Registered: 04-2006
| | Posted on Tuesday, June 27, 2006 - 01:24 am: | 
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**While everyone is waiting for my slowly coming inspiration to finish the next chapter of the story "A War of the Heart", here is one I dreamed up last week.**
“Five Minutes to Midnight”
It was getting late. The traffic through the four remaining open tills was dwindling and it was nearly time for our medium sized grocery store to close for the night. I pretended not to notice when Adam, our evening front-end manager for the night, failed to release me at my appointed time. Instead, he sent the other three cashiers home one by one until my light at till 6 was the only one left.
“I wasn’t scheduled to close tonight,” I gently reminded him. He continued to walk past me, shut off the light over the service counter, and then he came back, stepping in so close to me that his breath ruffled the tiny curls at the nape of my neck.
“Whether you were scheduled to close or not, you didn’t ask to go home when your shift ended, so I get to decide when you go home tonight,” he said. I shivered for a moment while he went to lock the front door. When he came back, he told me to shut off my light, lock up my drawer and come back prepared to discuss my attitude.
I did as I was told, but I took my time about it. I knew that when Adam wanted to discuss attitude, it usually meant a spanking. I knew that I deserved it—I knew that I had it coming—but that didn’t mean that I liked the idea…although I wasn’t completely opposed to the idea either.
Being spanked was the last thing I was worried about; being spanked by the man that I had been crushing on ever since about five minutes after I met him was. I took a deep breath, stopped at the water fountain for a quick drink, and then proceeded back to my till. I found him standing at the end of the till where the baggers usually stand with his arms crossed over his chest. In his hand was a flat wooden spatula.
“You know what this is about. Your attitude makes me wonder if you respect me as a manager. Now, pull your pants down and bend over the end of the till here. Keep your hands where I can see them; I don’t want them getting hit,” Adam said as he unfolded his arms and waited for me to comply. I knew better than to refuse him. The last check-out girl that disobeyed him got twice what he had originally promised her. I lowered my pants as I was told and the cool air in the front of the store reminded me rather too late that my white lace thong had just exposed my bare bottom to the tall glass storefront. Before I could worry about how many or how few cars pass our store at 5 minutes to midnight, Adam took hold of the thong firmly and swung the birch utensil, landing five quick smacks on each side of my naked bottom. I gasped and squirmed a little as he waited for me to settle down.
“Do I have your attention now?” he teased, his brown eyes gleaming.
“Yes!” I cried, taking a deeper breath and fighting the urge to reach back and rub my smarting backside. Adam was of medium height, Hispanic descent, and had a body that could only be described as ‘yum’. Despite the fact that this spanking was going to hurt like crazy, if it kept that gorgeous smile on his face, I only had two words for him…
“I’m ready,” I said stubbornly.
“I don’t want to hear anymore questioning of my skills as a manager. To emphasis this point, you are going to get ten good swats on each side—a total of twenty. If you’re a good girl, I won’t add any more tonight. Understood?” he said. I looked up into his eyes and nodded.
Adam took his time administering the remaining twenty strokes. I occasionally cried out and squirmed but was careful not to over-do it. I didn’t want him to think that I’d reached my limit so soon.
By the time he was finished and released his hold on my panties, I wasn’t crying, but I was thinking about it. The birch spatula was placed on the next till as Adam walked around behind me and brushed his hand over one heated, reddened cheek and then the other. I looked over one shoulder and then the other. He had not yet given me permission to get up, but he had not said anything else. I stiffened for a split second when his large hands made contact with my hips and lower back.
“Stay still,” he murmured. “Put that arch right here.” He used his warm, inviting hands—the same hands that had just administered my punishment—to guide me back into place. I heard a quiet clink as his belt was loosened and a rustle of fabric and then his hands were on me again.
“You really did work hard today,” he said, running his hands from my hips up my back under the thin vintage tee-shirt I was wearing beneath my uniform shirt. “Would you like your reward?”
“Mmmm…yes,” I moaned softly. This was going to be a great night. |
Tammynx
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Tammynx
Post Number: 806
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Tuesday, June 27, 2006 - 10:28 am: |
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Very nice!!!
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Pinkcheeks
Advanced Spanko
Username: Pinkcheeks
Post Number: 597
Registered: 12-2005
| | Posted on Tuesday, June 27, 2006 - 10:35 am: |
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 .......great story!
"Thought I WAS being a good girl...really I did!"
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Prof_top
New member
Username: Prof_top
Post Number: 10
Registered: 06-2006
| | Posted on Tuesday, June 27, 2006 - 10:43 am: |
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very nicely done. you have real skill. |
Weasel
Junior Spanko
Username: Weasel
Post Number: 74
Registered: 06-2006
| | Posted on Tuesday, June 27, 2006 - 11:27 am: |
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Hot! I loved it!
Some day you'll spank me... er thank me for this!
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Tplayer
Spanko
Username: Tplayer
Post Number: 115
Registered: 05-2006
| | Posted on Tuesday, June 27, 2006 - 02:24 pm: |
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Wooh, nice
It's all a matter of perspective
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Spankedteacher
New member
Username: Spankedteacher
Post Number: 16
Registered: 04-2006
| | Posted on Tuesday, June 27, 2006 - 02:27 pm: |
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Thank you! I enjoyed writing it! There is a subsequent sex+another spanking scene...am I allowed to post the sexual content part or should I edit it to just the next spanking? |
Docile_désireux
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Username: Docile_désireux
Post Number: 6
Registered: 07-2006
| | Posted on Thursday, July 27, 2006 - 04:48 pm: |
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Makes me think of a manager that I had crush on... YUM! Good job! |
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