Wednesday, March 26, 2014

Waiting her turn (fiction)

Hi, DH here.  Here's another (rough) excerpt from the story I've been working on.  ;)

Waiting her turn (fiction)

“Let’s go back inside.  I’ve got something to take care of, and then I’ll let you go change your clothes.”  He held the door for her, and she glanced up into his face as she walked through.  She smiled.

“Thank you, Daddy.”  She took two steps and stopped short.  There, against the wall where she had been standing earlier, was another girl.  She was standing with her nose against the wall like she had, holding her green skirt up in her hands.  Her white thong was pulled down to mid-thigh, and her back was bare except for her white bra straps.  He walked around her, and took her elbow in his hand.  

“I want you to go over and stand next to Daisy there and assume your position.  You don’t have to pull down your panties, though.”  She walked forward and stood next to the other girl at the wall.  She stood with her nose as close to the wall as she could and then pulled up her skirt and held it with both hands.  She thought she could hear his footsteps as he walked across the thickly padded, beige carpet, and then she heard the large wooden chair in the center of the room creak as he sat down.  Hannah was desperate to sneak a sidelong peek at Daisy as they stood side-by-side, but she didn’t dare.  Daisy’s blond hair was in a neat bun on her head, and didn’t seem quite as tall as Hannah.

“Daisy, come here.”  Hannah involuntarily held her breath as Daisy walked over to the chair.  She imagined the girl standing there with her hands clasped on her head, with her eyes on the carpet, as he sat there looking at her.  Her whole back would be bare, except for her bra and her white stockings.  When she had
seen Daisy from the doorway, she had thought that her bottom was fuller than her own.  Now, she wondered if Daddy felt differently about spanking a bottom with a different shape, or if they were all the same to him.

“Your uniform is at standard,” Hannah heard him say.  At standard, Hannah thought.  What does that mean?  Was her uniform at standard?  She tried to remember if he had said anything like that, but drew a blank.  She wondered if she would be in trouble for not knowing already, or if it was in the policy book.  

“Thank you, Daddy,” Daisy replied.  Her voice was higher than Hannah’s, and sounded more cheerful, even though the girl was standing naked in front of man sitting on his “spanking chair.”  

“Lie over my lap, now,” he said.  She heard Daisy’s skirt rustle as the girl positioned herself over his lap.  “Good girl,” he said.  “I’m going to get you ready for your shift.”  There was a pause, and then….

Slap!  “Ooo,” Daisy breathed in.  Slap!  Slap!  Hannah squirmed uncomfortably at the wall, feeling the swats on her own sore bottom as if she were the one stretched over his lap.  She imagined that if she turned around, Daisy’s feet would be pointing right at her as they came off the floor during the spanking.  Her thong might have slipped down or completely off by now.  Hannah wondered if Daisy had to shave her pussy too.

“I want you to have a good shift today,” he said, not breaking his rhythm.  Slap, slap, slap!  Hannah thought that he was alternating sides like he had done with her, first crashing his big hand down on her right cheek so that it temporarily caught fire, a pause, and then the same treatment on the left side.

“Ow!  Yes, Daddy!”  Slap!  CRACK! CRACK!  “OWWW AHH!”  Hannah thought that he had spanked Daisy at the tender curve at the bottom of her buttocks, which had caused Hannah to cry out too.  Hannah suddenly clamped her legs together as she felt the familiar warmth between her legs.  What if she got her panties wet?  Or stained them?  Wouldn’t he notice?  She stared at a point on the wall with her eyes wide as the spanking continued.

Slap!  Slap!  SLAP!  SLAP!  “Oww! Aha AH!”  The swats stopped.  “Ooooo,” Daisy mewed, the hint of a sob in her voice.  She hiccuped suddenly, and  Hannah thought he was rubbing her bottom now, which must be glowing bright red as the girl lay across his lap. 


“That’s a good girl,” he said.

8 comments:

  1. I like that excerpt. I ;have wondered often what it would be like to be with someone else and either hear her being spanked or know that she is watching me get spanked.

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    1. Thanks, Blondie! I have to admit, I also wonder what it would be like! ;)

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  2. That is hot! Although I can't see Dan without actually seeing you in my mind. :) Not that that is a bad thing. :)

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    1. I can't write anything without seeing your bottom in my mind. Just sayin'.

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  3. Wonderful snippet DH and hot! The ultimate spanking fantasy ... I too have wondered what it would be like to 'share' a spanking :)

    Hugs,
    Roz

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    1. Hi Roz! Thanks! I've only been a "one bottom top," with Julia. So far... ;)

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