What If Story 1. 'The Yard Visit '
This is a what if story. It's based on a friend whom I regularly chat with and exchange daily comments about our disciplinary lives. The story is a work of fiction, though the characters are real. Full names aren't used for their privacy.
The Yard Visit
It was mid morning when we arrived near the yard. The chilly morning was giving away to a bright day, the sun casting it's shadow over the buildings and stables of the yard.
As we pulled into the parking area, safely to one side as not to spook or endanger the horses, Bea and I emerged from our car. With a scan around we noticed a couple of girls around my age working near an open stable door.
"Is that 'Ch'?" I was asked.
I turned my gaze to Bea, a shrug indicating I wasn't sure.
"Bea, Sophie, hi" came a shout from the office area of the stables as we glanced over we both saw 'K' waving. We waved back and headed in her direction. As we headed to 'K', I got a closer look at the other two girls, it was 'Ch' and 'C' I waved and they waved back smiling.
As we approached 'K' and tall muscular man came walking out of the office block smiling. We smiled back.
"So nice to see you both." He stated smiling.
We exchanged hugs, and small talk about how great the yard and stables look as we entered the office.
Bea, went straight in and sat down, arranging her rose patterned summer dress on her knees. I stopped just within the doorway looking at the small old school gym horse nestled tidily in the corner of the room.
'J', Spotted the my apprehensive look and smiled.
" Don't worry Sophie it's not going to be used today."
I nervously giggled and sat next to Bea, while 'J' offered to get us both a cup of tea. We nodded our thanks.
'J' returned a few moments later with three cups of tea. We sat gossiping and sipping tea.
"So what do you think, the idea of working here, are you ok for the weekends at least?" I was questioned by 'J'.
I've been offered a weekend job at the yard, and a full time job if I wished. I thought it over, as we recently moved from the north, I needed a new job. Mike and Bea were settled pretty quickly in that area.
I decided I'll take a chance. I've known 'J' for a while now and knew what to expect. I agreed to the full time position. There were smiles all round.
" There's just one matter to deal with first." 'J' spoke up.
I looked to Bea, puzzled as I wasn't sure what the matter was about. Bea thought for a moment, her brow furrowed in thought and then laughed.
"Oh I know, the cheeky remarks from last year, and the promise of a sore bottom when we meet." She stated.
I looked from one to the other. I'd completely forgotten about it. Though it seems both 'J'; and Bea hadn't.
'J' smiled, he knew it was something Bea wouldn't have forgotten about. Me on the other hand was hoping they did, and truth be told, I had forgotten about it.
"That's it, I did tell you about it at the time young lady." 'J' informed me.
I nodded in response. I remembered that chat, and remembered agreeing. Though secretly I had hoped everyone had forgotten.
I watched 'J' closely as he opened his desk drawer and took an item from it. As he placed it on his desk, I could clearly see it. A black old school plimsoll. More commonly known as the slipper.
My mouth went dry, butterflies started doing a dance in my stomach. I looked to Bea, a pleading look in my eyes. Bea looked at me.
" Stand up." She said.
'J' stood up as well and moved his chair around the front of the desk. I stood there to nervous to move. The knock on the door made me jump, as we all looked to the door, 'K' propped her head in smiling and then saw the chair, plimsoll and me.
"Oh this is a bad time." She spoke.
" Not at all, have a seat." 'J' replied.
'K' smiled reassuringly at me as she sat down next to Bea. 'J' explained that ,'K' was no stranger to the plimsoll and has been looking forward to this ever since I told 'J' about the stop smoking method.
Bea chuckled and commented to 'K' about hoping she'd given up the smokes. 'K' merely blushed in response. Before she could offer any certainty about it, they we're cut off by 'J' ordering me over his knee.
I took up my position at his right side and lowered myself over his knee and was just getting into the Ideal position when Bea chimed in.
" Up Sophie, you know full well that's not how it's done, get them down." She ordered.
'J' looked at Bea, puzzled as to what she meant. 'K' looked between the three of us, as she was also wondering what the order was that Bea just gave, meant.
It became very clear to 'J' and 'K' as I took my jeans down to my knees and adjusted my knickers to make sure they they pulled up taunt and covering my bottom. Once I was ready, then I lowered myself over the lap of 'J'.
Taking a firm grip on the heel of the plimsoll he placed his left hand on my waist, making sure I would remain in position. With that, he placed the plimsoll against my upturned bottom, gently patting my left bottom cheek as he spoke.
" You know why I'm doing this don't you young lady?"
"Because I was very cheeky to you sir." I replied.
'J' nodded, satisfied in my response. I don't know why I said Sir, but it just popped out. Bea sat back in her chair, watching the event unfold before her. 'K' leaned forward slightly, she didn't want to miss a thing.
The tapping of the plimsoll stopped, it rested on my bottom for what seemed ages, but it was actually only a few seconds before I felt it leave my bottom. I closed my eyes and gripped the chair legs.
'J' raised the plimsoll above his shoulder and brought it down onto my right bottom cheek with a resounding thwack. It echoed around the office like a gun shot.
The heat and sting were instant as I snapped my head up and gasped in shock at the force used. I knew at that moment he meant business.
Before I could regain any sense of what was happening a second spank landed on my left cheek. My bottom bounced with the impact of the plimsoll. I squealed.
Bea watched, flinching slightly as each spank of the plimsoll rained down on my defenceless bottom. Even 'K' flinched and sat back in her chair with a sympathetic look.
'J' didn't let up for one second, the spanks grew harder and faster, spank after spank upon my ever increasing sore reddening bottom.
I cried and wriggled to no evale as the spanks continued. Tears flowed freely from eyes, causing droplets onto the floor as I cried and tried to keep still. My bottom was becoming an inferno and a beetroot red that could easily be seen through the fabric of my white cotton sloggi knickers.
I wailed and bucked as 'J' delivered the final punishing spanks.
'K' sat there in awe. She couldn't take her eyes off my well slippered bottom as I lay there over 'J's knee sobbing like a baby.
Even Bea was amazed at the spanking and told 'J' well done before helping me up off his knee and hugging me. Both 'J' and 'K', took their turns in giving me a hug before Bea moved me to the corner to face the wall while I calmed down.
I wanted so desperately to stroke the inferno away that inflamed my bottom, as I stood there sobbing, trying to regain my composure. What happened next I didn't expect to hear, and from the gasp I don't think 'K' did either.
"Well then, K you were caught smoking again this morning and I told you that you'll be dealt with today." 'J' informed 'K' sternly as he handed Bea the plimsoll.
I don't know who was surprised more, Bea or 'K' as Bea responded.
" Are you sure, you both ok with it?".
I don't know what 'K's reply was as I didn't hear her say anything, but I heard 'J' say it was fine and that 'K' fully agreed.
I wasn't sure, if I could turn around and look or whether it'll cause me to be in more trouble, but I did, hear Bea tell 'K' to come here.
Hope you liked the story, and I may continue it at some point in the future, if the ones who's it's based on agree.
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