From: Daarriaa@aol.com Date: Wed, 11 Sep 1996 13:34:02 -0400 Subject: Fantasy This is a fictional story that involves spanking. If that does not interest you or you are under eighteen please donít read. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ FANTASY ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ I stand in the corner, my nose pressed against the wall. I do not move from where you have placed me. I dare not. I shift my gaze down just enough to see my Teddy bear wedged between my bare feet and ankles. ěPlease Mr. Teddy. Come to life and help me.î I implore my friend with silent pleas. I donít want a spanking. Mr. Teddy shows his lack of loyalty and remains mute. There will be no help. I will be spanked. I am all alone. I was a bad little girl. I deserve the spanking. You are moving somewhere in the room, I can hear you but I dare not look. But oh how I want to look. How very much I want to just sneak a peak. What will I see? Will you still be mad? I feel so very bad when you are mad at your little girl. Will I see a paddle in your hand? I feel so alone. A tear runs down my cheek. It was silly I should have known better. I canít be good all of the time. Can I? Now I stand in this corner waiting for you to tell me when to turn around and come to you for my spanking. Where are my friends who thought it was so funny at the time? Iíll bet theyíre not getting spankings. Itís not fair. Iím all alone and scared. Your voice tells me to come to you. I turn around and with trembling legs approach you. I feel so exposed standing before you naked as you give me a lecture on behavior. I am taken across your knee and I feel the sting of your hand as it spanks my small bottom. You deliver swat after swat. I am soon crying and trying wiggle away, but I have no chance to escape your grip. You are too big and strong for me. I cannot escape you. I stop struggling and take my spanking as best I can. Now back in my corner I hear you speak and tell me my punishment is over. I turn in glee and rush to you my adored husband. I am relieved that his ěLittleî girlís spanking is over. I am not alone in your arms. I am happy, my heart sings with glee. I will be a good girl in the future I promise with a sincere voice and two crossed fingers that you donít see.