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Are You Gonna Spank Me?
Lilly  aka: Sugarbabe
sweetsassycheeks (at) yahoo (dot) com

Category: 2000 Words

Are You Gonna Spank Me F/f
This story contains the spanking of a minor child.  The author in no way endorses the spanking of children.  This story was written and submitted to the SSS newsgroup short story contest and may be used or posted in accordance with the rules of the contest. The author holds the copyright of this story. You may keep a copy for yourself but no other use without the express consent of the author.



Paige had just turned 5 years old.  She was an extremely bright although rambunctious child.  Paige was also an only child and was used to getting her own way.  Shelly, Paige's mommy made a decision 5 years ago when Paige was born to be a stay at home mom even though she was a psychology major in college.

Paige learned at a very young age her mommy did not believe in spanking.  Paige learned this after a particularly long day in which she had defied everything her mommy told her and pushed her luck a little too far.  After countless time-outs that day, Shelly took a paint stirrer from the pantry and smacked Paige 4 times very lightly on her legs.  Paige screamed and cried making Shelly feel horrible.  She was left wondering if this was indeed abuse as she had read in all her books.

Paige, of course knew her mommy felt terrible about the spanking.  She used this against her mommy every time she pushed her luck a little too much.  Like last week at the McDonald's play area.  Paige refused to eat her lunch, and even though mommy told her not to, she ran and jumped in the front of the line at the slide, pushing two other children out of her way, knocking one little girl to the ground.  Shelly ran to Paige and told her, "Come here this instant!"  Paige squealed and laughed and went ahead and slid down the slide anyway.  Shelly took her by the arm as she reached the bottom of the slide.  Paige screamed and threw herself on the ground.  As Shelly tried to pick her up, Paige began to scream, "Are you gonna spank me?"  "NO, PLEASE DON"T SPANK MY LEGS WITH THAT STICK, MOMMY, I'M SORRRY!"  "NO, MOMMY! PLEASE DON'T HURT ME WITH THE STICK!"

Shelly just about died from embarrassment.  She quickly gathered the screaming little girl and held her close as she shuffled to the car.  All the way home Paige reminded her mommy "you spanked me with the paint stirrer and hurt my legs."  Shelly was beginning to feel she was a bad mommy, so once home, she hugged Paige and sent her out to play.  Paige ran happily outdoors, knowing she was no longer in trouble.

One day when Rose, Shelly's best friend, came over to their house she could tell Shelly had been crying and asked her what was wrong.  Shelly said "Oh, I'm alright," Rose, knew better.  "C'mon, out with it."

Finally, Shelly began to tell Rose she felt like a failure because nothing was working with Paige.  She confessed to having spanked Paige last year when she was 4 years old and that she felt so guilty she had relaxed enforcing the rules.

Rose and Shelly had a long talk about discipline. Rose reminded Shelly that Paige was a very intelligent little girl who was using Shelly's guilt to manipulate her.  Shelly agreed, but said she didn't know how to remedy the situation. 'What does your husband think about it?" asked Rose.  "He thinks I'm being foolish and tells me to put some heat on her backside and she'll straighten up," she replied.  After discussing the situation for a bit, Rose said, "I'll be right back, I need to go and get you something, don't worry, this will work."  "Everything will be fine, Shell."  "I hope you're right," she replied.

A few days later, Paige wandered into the Kitchen where Shelly was about to fix lunch.  "Mommy, Katie is swimming in her pool, can I go swim with her?"  Katie, the little girl who lived next door had a small wading pool in her yard.  Sometimes, Shelly would go over and watch Paige and Katie play in the pool.  Shelly answered, "No, I am fixing lunch and can't come over to watch you."  "I don't NEED nobody to watch me," whined Paige. "I'm big enough to swim by MYSELF."  "I'll be careful"  "Paige, I said NO," Shelly replied firmly.  Crossing her arms over chest, Paige stomped her foot. "UH!" she replied.  I NEVER get to do NOTHIN'!"  Shelly remained calm; she ignored the outburst from the little girl and simply told Paige, "I know what you can do, you can go to your room and play quietly till lunch is ready."  Not to be deterred, Paige begged, "Why can't I go swim with Katie till lunch, PLEEEAAASSSE?"  "Because, I said to play quietly in your room till lunch, that's why." Shelly took Paige by the hand and walked her down the hall to her room and closed the door leaving Paige standing on her rug with her arms once again folded across her chest and her lip sticking out.

Rose lightly rapped on the door then pushed it open stuck in her head and sang, 'Yoooohooooo, Shell."  "I'm in the kitchen Rose," Shelly called out.  Rose came in and helped herself to a bottle of water from the refrigerator.  Shelly told Rose about Paige wanting to swim and proudly said, "She's in her room playing now."  I haven't heard a peep from her."

Shelly called out, "PAAIIGE, LUNCH IS REEAADY!"  It wasn't two minutes before Paige pranced up onto the patio, still wearing her play clothes from that morning only sopping wet and dripping on the floor.  "Paige," Shelly said calmly, "Why are you wet, and why weren't you in your room like you were supposed to be?"  Paige grinned and sheepishly said, "I go'd swimming with Katie."

"What did I tell you about swimming with Katie?"

"You said no, cuz you couldn't watch me, but I didn't drown, mommy see?" said Paige holding out her arms.

"Paige, go to the bathroom and take off those wet clothes, then come back in here."  After you eat your lunch you will go to your room till I come in to talk to you."  "You are in BIG trouble"

"Are you gonna spank me?" asked Paige.  "Are you gonna hurt me on my legs like a mean mommy?"

"I said go take off those clothes, Paige."  "We'll talk about it after lunch."

Paige scampered off to the bathroom thinking she was home free.  I always have to take a nap after lunch anyway, I'm glad I got to swim before lunch, she thought to herself as she pulled off her wet clothes.

Paige came back into the kitchen and Shelly gave her a clean pair of panties.  "Put these on and sit up here and eat your lunch.'

"Auntie Rose, I swimmed with Katie," Paige announced."

"I know, little one," replied Rose.  "But I'm not so sure you're going to be happy about that later."

After lunch, Shelly washed Paige's face and hands.  Shelly said, "Paige I want you to go to your room and sit on your bed till I come in to have a talk with you about not listening to me."

"ARE YOU GONNA SPANK ME?" Paige asked.  "ARE YOU GONNA HURT MY LEGS WITH A STICK?"

Shelly replied, "Just do as I said, Paige."

Paige scampered off to her room figuring she would play with her dolls till mommy came to tuck her in for a nap.

Shelly asked Rose to come with her for support, saying, "Just in case I try to back out."  Rose agreed, but added, "Are you the mommy or is Paige the mommy?"  Shelly said, "I am the mommy."  "Repeat that," said Rose.  "I am the mommy," Shelly repeated.  "Again, like you mean it," said Rose.

"I am the mommy." Shelly recited.  'I AM THE MOMMY."  "Good," said Rose, "I think you are ready."

Shelly and Rose opened the door to Paige's room and found her happily sitting at her dollhouse playing with her dolls.  "Paige, Didn't I tell you to sit on your bed and wait for me?" asked Shelly.  "Yes, but I was playing with my dolls," replied Paige.

Shelly took Paige by the hand.  She sat on the bed and held page on her lap.  "Paige, I am tired of you not listening when I tell you something."  "I am the mommy and you will listen to me from now on or get a spanking."

"ARE YOU GONNA SPANK ME," asked Paige.  "ARE YOU GONNA HURT MY LEGS WITH THE STICK?"  Shelly turned to Rose with a look that said "I just can't do this."  Rose sighed and sat on the bed beside Shelly.

"No little one, I AM," replied Rose.  "Only I'm not going to spank your legs, I'm going to spank your bottom."

"NOOOOOO!" wailed Paige.  Rose took something from Shelly.  Paige did not see what it was, but didn't like what was happening.  Rose took Paige from her mother's lap.  She pointed to a spot and said to Shelly, "You stand there and watch how it's done."

Rose flipped Paige over the side of the bed with her legs dangling.  Paige got a glimpse of what Rose had in her hand.  It was a pink plastic paddle with Cinderella on the front with a rubber string and a ball.  Rose broke the string and ball off and handed them to Shelly.  Paige tried to get up, but Rose was too quick and held her down. "NOOOOOOO!" she cried.  Rose applied two quick, crisp smacks to the seat of her panties. "OWWWWWWWW!"  "STOPPPP!" screamed Page.  Even though Rose didn't spank especially hard, Paige had never felt anything so hot on her little bottom.  "That was for not sitting on your bed like your mother told you," said Rose.  Now this is for not listening when mommy said you were not allowed to swim with Katie and for not staying in your room when you were told to play quietly."  Rose maneuvered Paige to one side and bent her over her lap.  Paige squealed and kicked her legs. She put her hands back trying to cover her bottom. "NOOOOOOO, I'LL BE A GOOD GIRL!!!"

Rose trapped Paige's flailing legs with her own till she could no longer move them then trapped her arms and held them securely in the small of her back. "I know you will baby, this will make sure of it."  Rose pulled Paige's panties down to her knees.  Paige's bottom was now positioned perfectly for spanking.

Rose applied a sound spank for each of Paige's five years of age to her upturned, bare, little bottom cheeks and watched them turn pink. Paige squealed and squawled with each smack of the paddle.  "DON'T!"  "OOOOWWWW!" "STOP!"  "I'LL BE GOOD!"  "I'LL BE GOOD!" Paige squealed and she cried.  She tried to wiggle her bottom away from the paddle.  It was no use.  Aunt Rose continued to spank until all five swats had been given. When Rose finished spanking, she released the bawling little girl.  Paige jumped up, grabbed her bottom and danced around the room, crying and crying.

When she settled down a little, Rose spoke softly, "Paige, this is what will happen every time you are naughty and don't listen to your mommy."  Rose then took Paige in her arms and sat on the side of the bed.  She told Paige, "I love you Paige, but you have to learn to be a good girl and do what your mommy tells you.

Shelly stepped forward, pulled up Paige's panties and put her to bed.  I want you to stay here and take a nap.  We'll talk when you wake up.  The women closed the door behind them leaving Paige crying and whimpering in her bed.

Rose and Shelly made their way upstairs to Shelly's bedroom and sat on the bed to talk.  Rose handed Shelly the pink Cinderella paddle.  "Think you can handle it from here?"  Shelly stammered, "I-I d-don't know."  Rose said, "You've got to be the one to do this."  "I know, but I just…"  "I guess that's two lessons today then," Rose interrupted her.  Rose took Shelly's arm and pulled her over her lap.  Shelly, was too startled to fight.  Rose began to lower Shelly's panties.


Readers Comments:
CK:  CrimsnKid6 (at) aol (dot) com

I truly appreciated this story's ending! Shelly is shown as such a weak, wimpy mother, in denial about the disobedient, obnoxious brat that she was allowing her daughter to become, that she definitely needed a good bare-assed blistering as much as her daughter did. Even with Rose's support, Shelly couldn't bring herself to spank her daughter although the girl desperately needed some discipline. I certainly hope that Shelly got at least her own age's worth in good, hard swats, she's shown as a classic example of a supposed "expert" (college degree in psychology) whose expertise is entirely theoretical and who is therefore unable to effectively apply her education–in this case to her daughter's seat of learning. (BTW, those little plastic paddles don't look that impressive but they do have a pretty sharp sting even on an adult's bare derriere.)

The expanded 2.000-word story limit is used to good advantage in this story, giving the reader a true in-depth feel for how easily the five-year-old Paige was able to manipulate her supposedly highly educated mother; clearly the daughter was the master of practical applied psychology in the relationship–until Rose intervened anyway.

Overall, this is a well-done story with a fairly simple theme but solid exposition of it…

Kris:  worsci (at) webtv (dot0 net

Paige was a very naughty little girl, and so was Shelly.  It was a nice twist ending that Shelly ended up getting what she deserved.  A pleasant little story.

Zoey:  zprymantis (at) smilingwithteeth (dot) com

I found it very amusing the way Paige was manipulating her mother with guilt, especially since Shelly was a psychology student.  The twist at the end was also amusing and I think seeing just how much the spanking helps her, Shelly will be less likely to fall for Paige's whining in the future.
Domino:  domino at Domin-o (dot) org (dot) uk

ok…. the story outline is one of the recurring spanko themes. Bratty girl gets her just deserts.  The story was well written, and quite readable, and the author describes very well how an undisciplined* and manipulative child can end up controlling its parents

I liked that it wasn't just Paige who got her come-uppance,  Shelly was very obviously at fault, and you would have thought that someone with a degree in psychology should have been able to manage a 5-year-old better.  I think I would have preferred Dad to take control, rather than a neighbour instead of being just another absentee father, but that's just a personal opinion.

This one lit no major fireworks for me, but it was a very enjoyable and very readable story.