Sam Pouts, Don Spanks

Sam Pouts…Don Spanks (M/F)

(This story is entirely real. Any mention of real names is absolutely true. This story involves the spanking of a grown woman by a grown man. It this offends you, then you shouldn’t be reading this, but please send me comments anyway. Just kidding. Enjoy! Sam)

Sampast reads the newsgroup and STOMPS my feet. “Stupid readers!”

Don looks over at Sam… “Oh -- ah still no responses to the Little One story, hmm?”

Sam *rants and raves....I only got one comment, from Domino, just to ask how old she was. I mean, a fair question, but NOT ONE comment about the story! IT’s NOT FAIR!” Sam crosses my arms.

Don frowns, “Now now, what have we said about keeping your temper -- and what have you got against Domino?”

“Nothin!” Sam mutters under her breath, “They want me to write stories, so I do, finally, and post it, and then NOTHING!”

“Young lady, I will not put up with a tantrum.”

Sam looks ‘daggers’ at Don. “I can have a tantrum if I want to!”

Very calmly Don answers, “And you may have a warm bottom to go with it, too.”

Now it is Sam’s turn to frown at Don. “Nooooooooooo!” she shouts.

Still very calm, Don says, “Well, do you want to act adult, or get spanked like a little girl?”

But Sam is too far gone to act like an adult. She screams, “I’m NOT a little girl, I'm a GROWNUP, but I deserve a little respect, and I want comments, and I want them NOWWWWWWWWW!”

Don shakes his head and stands up. “You deserve something all right and you are going to get it -- right now! Come here,” he says, pointing to the spot right in front of him.

Sam, knowing what he has in mind shakes her head, “NOOOOOOO WAAAAAAAY, I’m not stupid!”

Don is starting to lose his patience, but decides to give Sam one more chance. “Oh? Remember what happens when you try to resist or run away from a spanking?”

Sam bites her lip, takes a step back as she thinks about it.

Don watches Sam, realizes she’s not cooperating and bellows, “Get over here, now, young lady.” He’s got his paddle in his hand. “One!”

Sam does NOT want a spanking. She shakes her head from side to side. “Nnooooooo sir, please, I was um, just letting off some steam!”

“Two. I'm not fooling.”

Sam gives Don the puppy dog eyes. “Donnnnnnn, pleeeeeease!” She still has not moved.

“Get over here before it gets worse. Three!”

Reluctantly Sam stomps over to Don. She definitely does NOT want him to get to five and have to come get her. She looks up into his face. “Puhhhhhhleeease sir?”

Don looks down at Sam, who has been behaving more like ‘Little one’ than her adult self has. “Please what? Please give you the spanking you need and deserve?”

Sam shakes her head from side to side. The lip is out, and she has started a full time pout. “I don’t neeeeed a spanking, all I want are commmmmmmmentssssss! Is that too much to ask?” she says, trying not to whine, as he does NOT like whining.

Don smiles and says, “Well maybe they will comment if you post this spanking.”

“Nooooooooooooo!”

Don takes down Sam’s slacks and panties down to her ankles.

Sam frowns and shakes her head again, not happy to see her pants going down. “No, that’s not fair!”

“Life isn’t fair, but you will be well behaved anyway, Miss Sam.”

Don leads Sam to the sofa and bends her over the arm.

Sam tries one more time to get out of this, “Noooooooo sir, pleaseeeeeeee!”

But it’s no use; he has picked up the punishment paddle. “You have this coming, and you well know it.”

Sam sees the paddle out of the side of her head and cries, “Noooo, I don’t want thattttttttttt!”

But her words fall on deaf ears, and the next thing she knows he has started her spanking. “Too bad you asked for it, {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} and you are getting it {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} but good, young lady.” {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!}

Sam jumps as the paddle hits her bottom. “Owwwwwwwwwww!”

Don holds her with one hand and swings the paddle with the other. {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} “Stay still!” {WHACKKK!}

Sam frowns and tries not to cry.

{WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} “I will not {WHACKKK!} have you {WHACKKK!} talking {WHACKKK!} and acting {WHACKKK!} like a spoiled brat {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} throwing a tantrum.” {WHACKKK!}

Sam has obviously not learned a lesson yet because she stupidly says, “I can if I want tooooooooo!” and then “Oowwwwwwwwwwwwww!”

Don does not let up; in fact he keeps paddling with more force. {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} “And you will be paddled for it {WHACKKK!} each and every time, {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} missy.” {WHACKKK!}

Sam starts to cry now. “Oowwwwwwwwww, sir, it hurrrrrrrrts, please stop!”

But Don does not stop. {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} “How many times {WHACKKK!} have you read {WHACKKK!} a good story {WHACKKK!} and not {WHACKKK!} sent a nice response?” {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!}

Sam whines, “Not that many, I dunnooooooooo!”

{WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} “Spankings are supposed to hurt {WHACKKK!} and you don’t {WHACKKK!} sound {WHACKKK!} very sorry yet.” {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!}

But he’s wrong. Sam is sorry. “I am; I ammmmmmmmmmmmmmmm!”

{WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} “Not that many, hmm? {WHACKKK!} Ever read John Benson's stories?” {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!}

Sam tries to think, but she can barely concentrate on Don’s words. “I dunno off hand.”

Don explains, “He posts almost every week, {WHACKKK!} and I don't notice you responding very often.” {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!}

Sam wants this spanking to end, and this lecture is killing her. “Maybe I haven’t read himmmmmmmmm!”

Don nods. "Maybe. {WHACKKK!} Well I’ll give you the benefit of the doubt -- what posters DO you read and like?” {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!}

Sam’s bottom is on fire, and she is sure so red it looks like a stop sign. “I don't knowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!”

{WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} But you sure do know when your stories are responded to.”

“Well, yesssssssssss!”

Sam thinks her last answer will not stop him from lecturing and spanking, so she wracks her brain for someone whose stories she has read and likes. “I like Zoey,” she says very quietly. “And Mia.”

“Good. Zoey posts often -- and I haven’t seen you responding much if ever. {WHACKKK!} Have you, {WHACKKK!} young lady?”

Sadly Sam answers, “Well um, no, not lately.” She sighs. “But, but, but.”

{WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} “But hmm, {WHACKKK!} different when it is on the other {WHACKKK!} foot, {WHACKKK!} or should I say {WHACKKK!} cheek, {WHACKKK!} hmm?”

Sam has had enough. She wants out of there and fast. “Okay fine, yesssssssssssir, please stoppppppppppppppp!!!!”

Don looks down at Sam’s red bottom and exclaims, “You have learned your lesson? {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} I haven’t heard an ‘I’m sorry’ {WHACKKK!} yet.”

Sam realizes she must say it as though she really means it, so she gathers all her strength and yells at the top of her lungs, “I’m sorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrryyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy!”

Don thinks maybe she really has learned her lesson. {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} “And how will you behave {WHACKKK!} when you are disappointed in future?” {WHACKKK!}

Sam thinks about the excitement in finishing a story, then the disappointment of posting it and not seeing any responses, and thinks to herself, “Probably about the same,” but as Don is still spanking her tushie bright red and sore, she knows she needs to come up with a better answer. “Ummm, be mature, sir?” she asks sobbing.

Don nods and says, “I hope so. {WHACKKK!} And what will you do {WHACKKK!} when I tell you to come to me for a spanking?”

Sam sniffs and sobbbbs, “I'll commmme right away, sirrrrrrrrrrr.”

{WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} “That’s right – okay, last reminder.” {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!} {WHACKKK!}

Sam is sobbing so hard no sound is coming out. She almost does not realize he has finally stopped until she hears, “All right, your spanking is over, and you may stand.”

Sam stands and dances around a bit. She rubbbbbbbs her bottom, but it is sore to the touch. “Oowwwwwwwwwwww, that hurrrrrrrrrrrrrrt, Donnnnnnnn!”

“I know it hurt; you needed a good one.” He puts the paddle down and opens his arms. “Here, come here.” She runs to him and he puts his arms around her and gives her a big hug. She sobs on his shoulder. He hugs her tight and cuddles her close.

After she calms down a bit, she looks up and asks in a very tiny voice, “But they should post or send me comments if they like it, right?”

Don nods and says, “Yes, more comments would be very nice. I hope we get them.”

“Me too,” Sam says softly. “You know, Don? I don't like spankings. They hurt.”

“Yes, they do. They should; you have it right. I'm sorry I had to be so strict, but tantrums are not a good idea.”

Sam murmurs more to herself than to him, “But they’re fun sometimes.” Clearly she says, “Yes, sir.”

Don snuggles Sam close as she starts to relax. “Sam, the stories are really for you and me, only secondarily for anyone else, right?”

“True, I guess.” But Sam does not give up that easily. “But I like to be told I did a good job. Do you forgive me for stomping and throwing a tantrum?”

Don nods, “Yes, I forgive you.” He gives her another big hug. “That is all over with, and I hope it won't occur again -- at least for a bit.”

Sam nods. “Yes, sir.”

Don helps Sam adjust her clothes and she hugs him again. “I’m going to go edit this spanking and post it,” she says excitedly.

Don is glad to see Sam happy again. Of course he doesn’t hear her as she exclaims, “And I better get some comments on it!”

The end.