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Alex_b
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Username: Alex_b

Post Number: 27
Registered: 04-2005


Posted on Friday, October 21, 2005 - 05:28 am:   Edit Post

STORY BOY
by Alex B.

I've had my hands full with various projects as
of late and consequently there's been precious
little time for writing. But now I find myself
with a few spare moments, so I'll endeavor to
create something for your enjoyment. At least
I‘d like to, if only a certain brat would stop
pestering me. She keeps flicking my earlobes and
grabbing at my elbows as I try to type. I slap
her hands away and warn her that she’s steering
for trouble, but the minx continues her attack.
Finally, unable to stand her torments a moment
longer, I stand to confront the troublemaker.

“Whatcha gonna do, Story Boy?” she chides.

I answer by taking her by the shoulders and
quickly turning her about. With equal speed,
I reach around her hips to unbutton her jeans
and yank down the zipper.

“Pants down and over my knee.” I announce,
punctuating the command with a sound smack to
her ass. Then I rotate my desk chair and sit.

The troublemaker hesitates for a moment,
earning and receiving another swift swat to
her caboose- this one hard enough to make
her jump and gasp. She hurriedly pushes her
faded, well-worn jeans down to her knees
and pulls her gray t-shirt up a tad before
positioning herself across my lap with her
fingers and toes just grazing the floor
and her shapely, panty-clad ass arched up
in anticipation.

I roll up my right shirt sleeve and go right
to work. After several firm warm-up smacks,
I begin slapping my bratty friend’s ass with
gusto and am soon administering a sound enough
spanking to have her flinching and wincing.

After jerking her panties down to her thighs,
my hand becomes a blur as it delivers the
equivalent of a thousand bee stings to the
backside of this oh so naughty lass. I keep
spanking my tormentor harder and harder until
her kicking becomes frenzied and her jiggling
derrière takes on a scarlet hue.

Even though her fanny feels like molten lava
and tears are streaming down her face,
this bad girl tries to avoid giving me the
satisfaction of hearing her cry out.
Eventually though, as the onslaught of my
strong, swift hand against her defenseless
bare bottom becomes to much to withstand,
her attempts to hide her suffering fail and
she begins bawling like a errant farm girl
in the woodshed.

After a while, I pause for a minute or so,
allowing the whimpering vixen to catch
her breath.

“Are you going to be good?” I ask.

“You don’t really want me to be good, do you?”
she manages to reply through her tears.

I give her fiery back porch several resounding
slaps before reflecting on her question.

“No, I guess not. But I sure wouldn’t mind
taking a break from that ’Story Boy’ crap!”

With that, I land two powerful swats, one to
each raw, reddened cheek.

“Ahhh! Fine!” she hisses. “Well then, how
about ‘Story Man’?”

“Better.” I say, giving her throbbing ass
one last stinging slap before allowing her
to stand.

“Damn!” she says through clenched teeth while
furiously rubbing her swollen, crimson buns.

“Now!” I say, pointing to the corner.

“Is that an order?” the brat asks as she
wipes the tears from her face. “Because, if
it is, you better come up with another one.
I don’t do corner time!”

This response would anger most spankers,
but I have to admire her moxie. So, after
having her fetch a strap from the bedroom and
giving her bare bottom a good dose with it as
she leans over my desk, I firmly seat her in
front of the keyboard to write up this story
as I dictate. And, as you can see, she’s done
a lovely job. Although, from the way she keeps
grunting and shifting around as she types,
I’m guessing she’d prefer a chair with a
little more padding.


THE END
I was married by a judge. I should have asked for a jury. - Groucho Marx
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Otktheplace4me
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Username: Otktheplace4me

Post Number: 420
Registered: 09-2005


Posted on Friday, October 21, 2005 - 08:44 am:   Edit Post

Squirming just reading it...
Remember to be good!
Remember to be good!
Remember...darn it...
what was I supposed to remember?
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Ziggy
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Username: Ziggy

Post Number: 742
Registered: 08-2005
Posted on Friday, October 21, 2005 - 10:37 am:   Edit Post

I love it story boy
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Babyj4
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Username: Babyj4

Post Number: 1220
Registered: 09-2005


Posted on Friday, October 21, 2005 - 11:33 am:   Edit Post

good job story boy! *LOL*
Babyj- worlds cutest little brat!
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Alex_b
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Username: Alex_b

Post Number: 28
Registered: 04-2005


Posted on Saturday, October 22, 2005 - 03:06 pm:   Edit Post

Thanks and spanks to all who replied to
this piece.

Love,
Alex B.
I was married by a judge. I should have asked for a jury. - Groucho Marx
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Kimbers
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Username: Kimbers

Post Number: 258
Registered: 08-2005


Posted on Friday, October 28, 2005 - 03:23 pm:   Edit Post

Bwaaaaahaaaaaaahaaaaaaa! I can't believe I missed it being posted here! Too funny Story-boy!
"I wish the real world would just stop hassling me!"
-Matchbox 20
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Alex_b
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Username: Alex_b

Post Number: 30
Registered: 04-2005


Posted on Friday, October 28, 2005 - 03:58 pm:   Edit Post

To those who don't already know, Kimbers
was my inspiration for this story. You may
also be interested to learn that, if she
keeps referring to me as the title character,
she and I will soon be taking an energetic
romp around the woodshed! ;)

Bottoms up, Kimbers!

Your firm-handed friend,
Alex B.
I was married by a judge. I should have asked for a jury. - Groucho Marx
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Pagan
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Username: Pagan

Post Number: 188
Registered: 05-2005


Posted on Friday, October 28, 2005 - 05:45 pm:   Edit Post

I can't believe I missed one of your stories, Alex.

My only excuse is that I was in Vermont on Friday, being spanked by a man and two women.

Is that a good enough excuse?

I'm glad to see you (trying) to take that Kimbers in hand. She's trouble, that one.
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Kimbers
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Username: Kimbers

Post Number: 260
Registered: 08-2005


Posted on Saturday, October 29, 2005 - 11:39 am:   Edit Post

Ahem....Pagan, is that not a bit like the pot calling the kettle black my dear?? LOL. Now little Miss Trouble, have you wrote up a synopsis of the Vermont experience? I shall go look as some of us can only live vicariously through others. Otherwise, get to writing missy!

Now gosh Alex, I reallyyyyyyy did want to start calling you Story Man but with a delightful challenge like that how can I?? An energetic romp around the woodshed....hmmm, perhaps I need to start skipping around singing Storyyyyyyyy Boy, Storyyyyyyyyyyy boy at the top of my lungs? Good thing I can skip darn fast eh? *snicker*
"I wish the real world would just stop hassling me!"
-Matchbox 20
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Hunnybunny
Supreme Spanko
Username: Hunnybunny

Post Number: 1492
Registered: 07-2005
Posted on Saturday, October 29, 2005 - 04:34 pm:   Edit Post

Go get her Story B-- I mean Alex!
The best way to behave is not to
-Abercrombie & Fitch

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