From: misslilyo@aol.com (MissLilyO) Newsgroups: alt.sex.spanking Subject: The Dangling Conversation Date: 28 May 1996 15:36:07 -0400 Hi! This is a short-short, all talk, involving our favorite subject. If you're not interested in spanking or you're not 18, please go directly to alt.minors, do not pass Go, do not collect $200. Otherwise, I hope you like this one. Love, Lily __________________________________________ THE DANGLING CONVERSATION by MissLilyO "You really DO look sensational, darling." "Geoffrey, that's the third time you've told me, not that I mind! You look terrific too, darling. I've always adored you in gray flannel trousers." "Would you like your usual table, Mr. and Mrs. Richards?" "No, thank you, Joseph. We'd rather take that table there in the far corner today. You can arrange that, can't you? And we'll find our own way there, as we have a couple of folks to speak to, thank you." "Certainly, sir. Oh! Thank YOU, sir!" "Geoffrey! Fifty dollars to Joseph just to let us find our own way to the table?" "You never know when the investment will pay off, dear. Now take your magnificant eagle eyes and scan the room for potential targets, Shanna, and let's grab somebody while the hunting's good." "Ok, love. Hmm. Let's see. The brunette with the eelskd the man in the Armani jacket sitting at the table next to Mort." "Who first?" "The blond, I think. You or me, Geoffrey?" "I'll do it, you just respond." "Okay, but wait till we get right to her table before you say it." <"........Shanna, and it will have to be over my knee, and on the bare."> <"Shhh, Geoffrey, pleeeease!"> <"Never mind shushing me, Shanna. Naughty girls deserve spankings."> "Okay, Geoffrey, she looked up. Did you notice? Let's head over and speak to Mort and we can do the Armani man." "Right, dear. Mort! Babe! How are you? Loved the picture! I'd stay and chat but Shanna's on a short leash. Kisses to Sarah! (Now, honeybuns, do your stuff.)" <"Geoffrey, did you really think you make a comment like that 'short leash' remark to Mort and not be punished? When I get you home, I'm going to take down your trousers and your shorts and turn you over my knee like the naughty, impudent little boy you know you are and thrash your bare bottom till you're sobbing. Is that clear?"> <"Yes, Ma'am. I'm sorry, Ma'am. Please, not too hard on my bare bottom!> How was that? Is he noticing?" "He got very flushed, darling. We got his attention. I'm just not sure. Let's go get the brunette, and then sit down. I'm famished! I'll start, shall I?" "Yes, lovey." <"Must you still spank me this afternoon, Geoffrey?"> <"Listen here, young lady, don't you dare try to charm your way out of your punishment. I'm going to tie you to the cross frame and warm every inch of your little bottom with the crop. And you know what happens next!"> <"Y-yes, sir!"> "Well?" "That's a no-go, Geoff. She looks appalled. I think you overplayed the bondage angle. Maybe we should have stayed with the little girl spanking." "Ah, well. It doesn't hurt to switch the bait now and then. You win a few, you lose a few. Let me hold your chair." "Oh, aren't the scallops perfect, Geoffrey. Yum. Oh! Look! It's the blond. I had a good feeling about her. She's coming. Don't be heavy handed, I think she'll need kid gloves. Follow my lead, don't you think?" "You've got perfect instincts. Whatever you think, Shanna." "E-excuse me. I- I don't mean to interrupt you. I know this is just unforgiveable, but I.." "Nonsense, my dear. Please, won't you sit down and join us for a drink? I'm Geoffrey Richards, and this is my wife, Shanna." "How do you do, Mr. and Mrs. Richards. I'm Melinda Woods, and I wouldn't dream of imposing." "Hello, Melinda. It's no imposition and we insist that you join us. You were drinking white wine, I think. And please call me Shanna. You look just stunning in that suit. I always love a blond in black." "Yes, Mr. Richards, Sir?" "The lady will be joining us. Please bring her a glass of chardonnay. Now, my dear. What can we do for you." "Oh dear! I just don't know how to say this. I.... Oh! I'm so embarrassed. You were walking past my table and I'm afraid I overheard you talking about...." "About the naughty-girl spanking I'm to receive? Is that what you heard, Melinda? Oh, now, dear. Don't get all teary. It's perfectly all right. I understand. You'd like to have a spanking too, wouldn't you? No, now, there's no need to explain. I understand perfectly. I can see you're an accomplished young woman. You're obviously a professional, you're quite young and probably have a lot of responsibility riding on your shoulders. Judging from your accent, I'd guess you hail originally from Iowa, am I right? Thought so." "Shanna is a genius at regional accents, Melinda. Don't worry, she's not a mind-reader!" "And you came from a loving home where your Dad or Mom spanked you regularly. Now you're out here in La-La Land living around a bunch of Hollywood crazies and you crave the stability in your life that regular discipline once provided, isn't that right, Melinda?" "Yes! Does it really show so much?" "Not to anyone else. You're quite lovely and together, don't worry. But I share your needs. I need a strong and loving hand to keep me balanced, and Geoffrey is just the man for the job. He gives the most thorough spankings, and afterward I feel so emptied of bad feelings. So, you see, I understand what you're going through." "You mustn't feel embarrassed, Melinda. Discipline is an important factor for anyone. It's just that many people are not as in tune with their needs as you obviously are, and even then not everyone would have the courage to approach us like you have. You are a remarkable young woman, and I want to assure you that I would be happy to take you in hand and make you accountable, just as your father once did." "Oh dear, Melinda. Please don't cry. Let me suggest this to you, dear. Why don't we send our car around for you this evening and you can come to our house and we can discuss this in more detail. Geoffrey and I have a home in the hills, and you can even arrange to stay over if you don't have anything planned for the weekend. The house is very large and there are only Geoff and I, and the servants of course. You would have complete privacy for your spanking, unless you'd like me to stay, or you'd like to observe my session over his knees." "Well, I....that is. Maybe I'd better think about it. Perhaps you could give me your card?" "I have a better idea! It's so beastly hot, darling. Melinda, can you clear your appointments for the rest of the afternoon? Of course you can! Tell you what. Let's don't wait till this evening. Why don't you come with us now and we can show you our house, give you an idea of the setting? We'll have a drink together, and then you can decide if you'd like to pursue this. If so, we'll drive you to your place to pick up whatever you'd need and make an afternoon and evening of it. Now don't look so doubtful. Don't worry about a thing. If this doesn't feel right to you, we'll take you straight home. You have to start trusting some time, don't you, dear?" "Well....I...." "Young lady, I won't put up with indecisiveness. You go right now and make whatever phone calls you must to free up your afternoon. Then we'll talk about whatever naughtiness you've been up to on the way home. Shanna's quite right. We're far too well known around this town to be any threat to you. You have exactly ten minutes. I'll have the valet bring up the car momentarily." "Yes, sir. All right. I... Yes, sir. Ten minutes." "Oh, Geoffrey! What a masterful touch. Your time is, as always, impeccable." "Thank you, my darling. But it was your warmth and reassurance that swayed her. You have such flawless instincts. I don't think the the brunette or the Armani suit are going to bite today, but I wouldn't trade both of them for this little beauty." "Right you are, Geoffrey. She's a prize, all right. I can't wait to see her in a little cheerleader's outfit, with those panties down around her dimpled knees and the skirt flipped over her back. Do you suppose she'd let me spank her too? And I KNOW she'll love watching you warm my bottom!! I'll do the girls' school outfit, I think." "Shanna, I love you, dear. Let's go collect our little prize and take her home. If the we read her as well I think we did, we should have a perfectly delightful weekend! She needs a spanking and we love to accommodate. Now that's a match made in heaven, I think!" "Absolutely, my angel! Where should we go hunting next week, I wonder? We haven't been to Spago's for such a long time!" MissLilyO@aol.com)