What To Do With Nadia?

(c) 2001 by Sampast

 

(This was written in fun, for Nadia.  I hope you enjoy it as much as she did.)

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The phone rang.  Max did not pick up.  He knew who it was.  And he didn’t feel like talking to her.  Besides he was on a roll.  Max’s fingers never left the keyboard.  Finally after days of writer’s block, he was getting into the scene.

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The princess stood before the king.  She hung her head.

 

“You realize what you have done, young lady!” he boomed.

 

“Uh huh, uh, yes, sir, I mean, sire.  I-I-I’m very sorry!” she said in a small voice.

 

“Well, you’ll have to be punished,” he said, calling upon the court spankers. 

 

Seven of them came in, each holding a different object.  One held a giant ruler.  Another held a paddle.  In yet another’s hand was a cane.  The others held hairbrushes, whips, slippers, and more.

 

Princess Nadia had never seen so many spanking implements.  Surely what she had done did not deserve such harsh punishment.  She was about to protest, when...

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‘No, no, no, wait a minute,’ Max thought.  ‘Maybe she should be a peasant instead of a princess.’  He moved the cursor back and changed the word ‘princess’ to ‘peasant’.  He typed a few more lines before he was interrupted by the ringing telephone.

 

Max stared at the phone.  He knew he would only be annoyed if he picked it up.  But after seven rings, he had had enough.

 

He grabbed the phone and in a gruff voice said, “Yeah?”

 

“Finally,” she said.  “It’s me, Nadia.  Did you write it yet? Did you write the story with me as a main character yet?”

 

“No,” he said.

 

“Whyyyyyy?” she whined.  “I want it NOW!”

 

“I’m busy,” Max told her.  “I’ll talk to you later.”  He slammed down the phone.

 

Max went back to his typing.  He thought about how irritating she was.  Aha!  A schoolgirl and a principal.  Yes, that’s it!  His fingers went right to work.

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The principal looked down at the student.  She was wearing the standard uniform.  She was looking at her white cotton socks, anything not to meet the gaze of his eyes.  She had never stood before him, but she had heard it wasn’t going to be pleasant.

 

“Well, young lady, what do you have to say for yourself?”

 

“I’m sorry?” Nadia asked.

 

“Sorry? SORRY?” he thundered.  “That’s it? Well, you will certainly be very sorry in a minute.”

 

That’s when the principal pulled out of his desk drawer the biggest thickest paddle Nadia had ever seen.

 

“Come here, young lady,” he ordered.

 

Trembling, Nadia walked over to him.  He stared at her.

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‘No, no, a school girl is too clean and cut for her.  She needs something more dramatic,’ Max thought, as he changed his mind again.  He moved the mouse and again the words disappeared.

 

He got up and got himself a drink.  A stiff one.  After he finished it, he leaned back in his chair, thinking.

 

‘Oh wait, I’ve got it!’ he said, going back to the computer for the hundredth time that evening.

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She stood in the dungeon, chained to the wall.  She was frightened.  Nadia hadn’t meant to do what she did.  But the Scotsman seemed very upset, very upset indeed.

 

He came in then with a whip and stared at her.

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‘Wait a minute!’ Max thought.  ‘She’s exasperating, but certainly she does not deserve that.’

 

The phone rang again.  He picked it up on the second ring.  “WHAT?” he said.

 

“Max? It’s me, Nadia.  Have you written it yet?”

 

“NOOOOOO!” he thundered.  “Now leave me alone!”

He slammed down the phone.

 

‘Argh, she is one of the most annoying people ever.  I have to think of something to get her good.  It has to be a really mean, really harsh, really hard spanking.  I should just do it myself,’ Max thought.

 

He went back to the computer.

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Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall.  Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.  All the kings’ horses and all the kings’ men couldn’t put Humpty Dumpty together again. 

 

So they spanked Nadia.

 

The end.