Monday, August 27, 2012

From the Top Shelf - It Never Rains

If you haven't paid a visit to Over the Desk, a new spanking story blog, you don't know what you're missing. There are several categories including Judicial Punishments, Domestic Spanking, and School Stories. All the stories feature realistic and true to life punishments, and most are based on real life events.

Here is a short excerpt from It Never Rains by Kenny Walters, in which a senior girl cheats on an exam at school, and brings home a note to be signed by her mother, giving the school principal permission to administer a caning.

“So, now you have to report to Mr Johnson’s study tomorrow for the cane.”

“Only…… only if you agree, mummy.”

“I have no choice but to agree, Sophie...I think I have to spank you, darling!”

“Mummy! No!”

“It’s nothing more than you deserve, Sophie!”

“But Mr Johnson’s going to cane me tomorrow!” Sophie pleaded. “Surely that’s enough!”

“Don’t worry, darling, I’ll take that into account. Anyway, you’d better get off to your room and get out of your school uniform.”

“Yes mummy.”

With a large sigh, Sophie left her mother sitting in the lounge and went up the stairs to her bedroom. After sitting on her bed for a few moments to contemplate the unfairness of it all, the eighteen year old stood up and removed her dark blue blazer with the school crest sewn to the top pocket and hung it on a hook on the door. She then unbuttoned her blue and yellow check gingham dress down the back and slipped it off her shoulders. The light summer garment dropped into a heap around her ankles, from where Sophie untangled it from her feet and hung it neatly on a coat hanger before placing it on the same hook as her blazer. Wearing just white brief panties, white knee length socks and a white bra, Sophie sat down on the edge of her bed again...

Then panic struck as she heard her mother beginning to come up the stairs. In a mad haste, Sophie quickly pulled on a thin white cotton top and a pair of blue jeans. She was just buckling the belt when her mother entered the room.

“You don’t seriously think I’m going to spank you over those thick jeans now do you?”


Mrs Drysdale stood bolt upright with her arms firmly folded, looking down at her daughter as she waited.

“Oooooh! It’s not fair!” Sophie began to unfasten the belt. Even with the teenager’s accentuated slowness, she all too quickly found herself standing before her mother feeling slightly ridiculous in just her white top, white knickers and white socks.

Calmly and deliberately, Mrs Drysdale picked up a small chair and turned it round before indicating with a wave of her hand the purpose of her action. Sophie took an awkward couple of steps and dived over the back of the chair.

“This really isn’t fair, mummy.”

“I’ll be the judge of that, thank you!”

Sophie felt the top of her knickers being tugged up so that the thin cotton garment was stretched tightly around her upthrust backside and the lower portions of her bottom protruded naked to her mother’s gaze.


Sophie jolted as she felt her mother’s hand slap very firmly across the seat of her white knickers.


The second stung the left side of Sophie’s bottom.


Now it was the turn of the right buttock to suffer.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

In fairly rapid succession, Sophie felt her bottom being smacked plumb in the centre, then to the left, then to the right.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Another trio of stinging slaps danced across the eighteen year old’s brief knickers. Sophie gripped the edge of the seat tightly and braced herself as she tried to keep her bottom still. Previous experience had taught her it was best to offer her bottom fair and square to her mother’s hand and get the punishment over with.

Smack! Smack! Smack!

Sophie’s eyes began to water as the next volley attacked her sparsely protected backside. She wondered whether other girls of her age, like her friend Helen perhaps, would make such an effort to maintain this undignified pose and so readily cooperate with her mother spanking her. But then probably other mothers had their own ways of dealing with daughters who resisted taking their due punishment.


Sophie felt her brief white knickers being pulled away from the close fitting contact with her soft round bottom.

“Just checking, darling.” Mrs Drysdale looked carefully at the reddening skin. “Three more and I think we’ll call it a day.”

There is still tomorrow's caning to come. Sophie is going to have a very sore bottom indeed. Read the complete story here.

From Hermione's Heart


Anonymous said...

Thank you for sharing. I am looking forward to the story about the cane.


bobbsroom said...

Thanks for finding that site Hermione, i have only flicked through it but i am hooked already. Where am i going to find the time uh.


Hermione said...

Joey - It's a very graphic and exciting scene.

Bob - That's the trouble with good fiction sites. You can lose track of the time so easily when there are so many good stories to enjoy.


Aimless Rambling said...

I'll come back and read later. Thanks for the tip - I've marked the site as a "fav".

Hermione said...

Sunnygirl - It's a fun place to visit on a rainy day.


Terpsichore said...

thanks for sharing...

Emen said...

Thank you. Always so grateful for your recommendations :)

ronnie said...

Lovey excerpt Hermione, thank you. I've saved the link.


Hermione said...

Terpsichore - My pleasure.

Emen - I hope you enjoyed the full story.

Ronnie - You'll enjoy the others too, I suspect.


Anonymous said...

Hermione: Thanks for linking to a fun site. Makes one wonder if publications in print are even produced anymore, when such fun reads can be found for free...
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