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Blulizrdboots
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Username: Blulizrdboots
Post Number: 17
Registered: 05-2005
| | Posted on Tuesday, June 14, 2005 - 12:44 am: | 
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This is one of my "Cory Stories" that I normally write from the third person view point, this one; however, I decided to try to write in the first person, from Ross's view to be exact.
I glanced at my watch, it was late and Miss Cory Jane Anderson had yet to show herself. Sitting in the den, I tried to keep my mind on the computer screen in front of me, kicking myself for allowing her to go out, and with Chelsea Hert. Cory had been staying at my house while she attended the local college, this way she didn't have to worry about paying for room and board seeing as I had been a friend with Cory's parents for years, even before she had been born, making me an uncle of sorts. As for Chelsea, she was a college friend of Cory's and seemed to get my young ward into more trouble when she was around. I had allowed Miss Hert to stay with the two of us while she was on suspension from the college for a party she had gotten in trouble for.
I looked at my watch again, this was getting ridiculous and I would have a word with those two once they returned, but for now I saved my work, turned off the computer, and stood walking out of the den. I entered the living room and my eyes rested on the paddle that hung on a nail. I had three children of my own, two girls and a boy, (all three grown and with children of their own) the thin wooden instrument had seen its share of young immature back-ends, and had been used on Cory only once.
The sound of a car door closing brought me back to reality, I turned and waited for the front door to open. I could hear the girls talking and laughing, the door opened and Cory was in front and had been laughing with a large grin, once she locked eyes on me it disappeared. I crossed my arms over my chest and regarded the girls. "Where have you two been?" I asked.
They exchanged glances with each other and Chelsea shrugged, leaving Cory to answer the question. "We, uh, got caught up, we got the groceries, and the lines where like real long, and then one of our friends was at the register and she couldn't get the thing to work right." Cory was babbling and I knew when she did that there was usually something else going on. I tried again.
"Why are you two so late? It shouldn't take three hours to get groceries."
Chelsea muttered something to Cory who elbowed her in the ribs, that's when I saw the paper in my ward's pocket, I knew what it was even before I asked, and I also knew what she would say. "Cory, what's that paper in your pocket?" What paper? I thought dryly.
"What paper?" Cory mimicked my thoughts.
Giving her the best 'girl-you-best-tell-me-the-truth' look I tried again. "Cory Jane Anderson, what is that slip of paper that you tried to hide in your pocket?"
Using her full name got her beat, she swallowed hard and fished the paper out of her pocket and handed it to me. I was right in my thoughts, it was a ticket, a $200 ticket, there was writing on it, but I didn't read it. "Why?" was all I asked.
Cory shrugged, looking her best 'caught little girl' impression.
I tried again, she was not helping herself and I was just getting angrier. "Cory, what is this ticket for?"
She looked up at me, her eyes were filled with tears. Damn I hated this, but, it was a must. "For--for speeding..." she paused and glanced at Chelsea who gave her a return look, Cory continued. "And for not wearing a seat belt."
"Excuse me?" I knew I must be hearing something wrong, Cory knew better than to speed and she deffenently knew better than to ride in a car and not buckle up. But there seemed to be something missing, depending on how fast she was going I was sure it wouldn't quite add up to $200 for both offenses, but I decided to ignore it for now, if I heard anything more I might just blow. Instead I looked at the girls hard, and spoke. "I am very disappointed, I want you two to put away the groceries and then get to your rooms, understood?"
This brought a quiet murmur of "Yes, sir." from the two girls as the scurried past me. At least they were still saying sir, that was something. I glanced at the ticket in my hand, and finally read what was written.
"Mr. King,
This ticket is for more than the two reasons listed, I am not going to list them, instead I think you should speak to these girls about
respecting their elders, and perhaps enforce on them the importance of obeying laws, perhaps to the point of sore little bottoms.
Respectfully,
Officer Grey"
Despite my anger at the girls I couldn't help but laugh. Officer Grey had been a friend of mine, and he knew my methods of discipline when my children where home, and apparently he figured that it was something both Cory and Chelsea needed. My eyes landed on the paddle again, it would depend. I had never used it on Chelsea, point of fact, I'd never spanked Chelsea before. Cory on the other hand, had been spanked, mostly by my hand and on the seat of her jeans, she knew my rules, and she also knew what the consequences can be.
I sighed, Cory knew Officer Grey, also, and when she had met him she was quite pleasant as she normally was with 'elders', so the reference to respecting elders came as a shock to me, of course it could be Chelsea he was hinting at, well I would get to the bottom of this, (no pun intended).
I mounted the stairs and knocked on Cory's door. Hearing her answer I walked in, Cory was at her desk, working on some school work apparently. She had turned around in the chair and once I had come in she started to speak. "Ross, I just wanted to say that I'm sorry, and that I'll defanently pay the ticket."
I nodded. "You're right, you will. But I've a feeling this isn't entirely your fault, perhaps barely half. But first of all, why in the world where you speeding?"
Cory shook her head. "I didn't realize it. Chelsea and I were talking, and I guess it was just so sudden. It was about ten miles over the speed limit." She added the last bit as if it would ease something, I almost laughed out loud.
"Okay." I began, then glanced at the ticket again. "And what's this business about not wearing a seat belt?"
"That was Chelsea!" Cory blurted out, and I could see she was instantly sorry, because she clammed up just as soon.
I sat on the bed, and patted the spot next to me. Cory came over and sat down, once she was sat I looked at her eyes. "Hun, I know you don't want to tell on your friend, and get her in trouble, but I have a feeling it's justified anyways. Tell you what. I'll ask the question, you just answer me, yes or no, alright?"
Cory nodded. "Yes, sir." She murmured.
"Okay, now, where you wearing your seat belt?"
Cory's head bobbed up and down figurously. "Yes, sir."
"Good. So it was Chelsea who wasn't wearing hers?"
Cory looked at her hands clasped in her lap.
"Cory, please answer me."
Her head came up. "Yes, sir, it was Chelsea. Officer Grey was just going to give me a warning, then he noticed Chelsea didn't have on a seat belt and he said something to her then she said something and he didn't quite hear her, so he asked, 'what?' and Chelsea said 'nothing.' then she kinda said something to me, being a smart as--er--aleck, and Officer Grey heard her, then said 'excuse me?' so Chelsea shook her head and said, 'nothing.' again. Well Officer Grey wasn't getting real happy so he said, 'please tell me what you said' and Chelsea said..." Cory stopped there, and looked at her hands again.
"Cory, go on, you won't get in trouble for what Chelsea said."
"I already have." Cory said philosophically, but continued, "Chelsea said: 'None of your fucking business, robo-cop.' And when she said that, I turned to her and said 'Chelsea!' and Chelsea goes 'what?' and I told her that you and Officer Grey know each other, and she kinda shrugged, that's when I noticed that Officer Grey was writing on a ticket-note-book and then handed it to me, I read how much and I about screamed I looked up at him and started to ask why, but he said 'don't ask, have Ross call me when he sees the ticket.' so I just said 'yes, sir.' and that's when we left. And that was why it took us so long to come back." She paused again, then added. "I wasn't lying about the lines at the store, they were long, and our friend did have trouble with something we had, so it did take us just about two hours to just get the groceries and leave, I guess that was one reason why I was speeding."
We sat there in silence, I was trying to decipher everything she had said. Apparently most of the fault had been Chelsea's, though if Cory hadn't been speeding in the first place none of that would have happened. I closed my eyes, a guy could go crazy if he thought about that stuff constantly. I looked up at Cory, waiting expectantly. "I think I should talk to Chelsea, but I also think that she needs time to cool herself down, so, I want you to go down-stairs and get the---"
Cory's eyes went wide. "Ross, please, no!"
I stood giving the girl a hard look. "Cory Jane, do as I say, go down-stairs and get the paddle, now!"
With that Cory scurried past me, but not without having a sharp smack come down on the seat of her pants, that was mostly for her arguing. I stood in her room for about a minute, waiting for her, when she returned I could see the wet streaks on her cheeks already. I really hated to do this, but I needed to and I was sure she knew it. "Alright, Cory, I know you know what to do, I realize that a lot of this is not your fault, so you are only being punished for speeding, you know better.”
Cory nodded slowly, not looking at me. "Yes, sir." She answered the floor.
"Cory, look at me, please." When I had her attention, I continued. "I think a good number for something like this would be ten." I saw the look in Cory's eyes and said, "You told me it was ten miles above the speed limit, right?"
Cory nodded. "Yes, sir."
I nodded. While Cory had been down stairs I had been thinking of whether or not this should be on the bare. She’d only had it on the seat of her underwear once before, and I had done about twenty then. I sighed silently. “Cory, please remove your pants and panties.”
Cory’s eyes grew to silver dollars and she stared at me. Even though I knew she’d do what I asked even if I didn’t explain myself I felt that I should. “You’re only getting ten, since it’s so little I think you need to be able to feel it.”
She didn’t answer me, and I watched as she slowly undid her jeans, averting my eyes I looked into her eyes. I cared a great deal for Cory and always hated to do this, it took a lot out of me every time. When she finished Cory stood before me naked from the waist down. I took a second to pull her desk chair out from the desk and into the middle of the room. I then sat down and motioned her to me.
Cory paused, and didn’t move. When I made to stand she was suddenly beside me. Before she could move away I took hold of her left arm and pulled her over my lap.
Raising the paddle high over head I waited a moment for her to relax her muscles, when she was finally relaxed I let it fall and struck hard. Cory jumped and yelled, she had never been afraid of yelling out. I was sure she did it just to make sure I knew how much it hurt. Before that swat had even registered fully I picked up the paddle and then let it fall again, this time it hit in the sit-spot. Cory moved her right hand and tried to cover her back-end, I caught it and pinned it to the middle of her back. “Eight more, Cory.” I let her know.
The next three were in quick successions and caused her to squirm and she started crying loudly. Her bottom was already red, and though I wanted to stop I knew I couldn’t, I couldn’t allow her to get away with speeding, no matter the reason. I raised the paddle again then lowered it, this time were her butt and thigh met, twice in row. Cory kicked up and resisted against my grip on her wrist. The last two, I raised the paddle high and let it fall, hard, once on the right butt-cheek and once on the left. Finally over I laid the paddle down beside the chair and let her lay across my lap for a moment, when I was sure she had calmed down I released her arm and let her stand and get dressed.
When she was done she stood there rubbing her backend. I stood and picked up the paddle keeping it to my side and pulled Cory to me and hugged her. I spoke in her ear. “I hate to do that, you know that right?”
She nodded against me.
“Please don’t do it again.”
“I won’t.” She promised.
I moved back and kissed her forehead, then left her room. I had one more young lady to speak to and I was not looking for to it. |
Beachley
Junior Spanko
Username: Beachley
Post Number: 79
Registered: 04-2005
| | Posted on Wednesday, June 29, 2005 - 08:56 am: |
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Thank you for the wonderful story. I can imagine what is going to happen to Chelsea, but she needs it even more than Cory. I think Ross may have some trouble convincing Chelsea how to change her ways.
The Spice of Life is having my OWN WAY!! A spanking would be nice.
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Smartnnaughty
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Username: Smartnnaughty
Post Number: 234
Registered: 05-2005
| | Posted on Saturday, August 20, 2005 - 04:54 pm: |
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Blulizrdboots, I love your Cory stories. Are any more coming? I do hope soon! |
Fanny
Moderator/Spanking Aficionado
Username: Fanny
Post Number: 1271
Registered: 05-2005
| | Posted on Saturday, August 20, 2005 - 05:03 pm: |
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I do believe that Blulizrboots was shipping out, I don't think she is here any longer.
Queen of Innocence
"Well behaved woman rarely make history"
"..I hear your music and it's driving me wild!" JPM
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Maria
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Username: Maria
Post Number: 8
Registered: 08-2005
| | Posted on Saturday, August 20, 2005 - 06:27 pm: |
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oh,that's to bad.i loved the cory-stories.
lots of good stories on here... |
Blulizrdboots
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Username: Blulizrdboots
Post Number: 38
Registered: 05-2005
| | Posted on Wednesday, November 02, 2005 - 02:40 am: |
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I had to mention, after reading the comment to my stories, that I am in the progress of writing the second half of this story. Although right now it just seems to not have the same edge to it, I'm not really sure how I'm going to go about this with chelsea...hmmmm...but at any rate I am so glad people seem to like my stories, and thankyou for the compliaments. |
Ziggy
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Username: Ziggy
Post Number: 834
Registered: 08-2005
| | Posted on Wednesday, November 02, 2005 - 11:09 am: |
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another one pleaseeeeeeeee |
Neoserenity87
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Username: Neoserenity87
Post Number: 251
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Thursday, November 03, 2005 - 02:05 am: |
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omg! I LOVE your Cory stories Blu!! More please!!!! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!!! 
my life is a like an Iraqi box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get, and even if you did...how the hell could you read the Arabic written on the map inside the damn box?
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Neoserenity87
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Username: Neoserenity87
Post Number: 252
Registered: 10-2005
| | Posted on Thursday, November 03, 2005 - 02:06 am: |
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PS, another Cory story? Does this mean we can find other Cory stories?? Let me know, I'd like to hear more!
my life is a like an Iraqi box of chocolates, you never know what you're going to get, and even if you did...how the hell could you read the Arabic written on the map inside the damn box?
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