Readers,
Here is an entry from the ‘Brief Encounter’ story writing contest. It looks as though Simon has gotten exactly what he wished for…
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Simon looked around nervously, there was something about a station at 2pm that was a little spooky. For a start there was no one else there as far as he could see but there were many places that someone could hide and be watching him from.He wondered if he was the victim of some kind of practical joke, he’d turned up as instructed in the email from the mysterious Mistress A he had contacted over the internet through the Darkest Fantasy site, he was even dressed as instructed but there was no one else around. He decided he would wait a few more minutes before going home and putting the night down to experience. Just as he was about to go he heard the tapping of a pair of heels on the tiled floor behind him. He turned and saw a vision of stern beauty. Mistress A was dressed in tight fitting leather trousers and a white blouse. In her hand she held a cane which as he watched she swished threateningly through the air. “You came then” she said “did you follow the rest of my instructions?” “Yes” Simon mumbled “Yes Mistress” she said and Simon dutifully replied. ” Good, follow me” she said in a tone of voice that brooked no dissent. Simon followed her as she walked into the waiting room. On entering he was surprised to see another younger woman there as well. Mistress A offered no explanation of her presence and walked into the centre of the room. ” Right” she said “trousers off” Simon dutifully removed his trousers to display a pair of very feminine red panties. He’d bought them the previous day and was sure that the shop assistant knew that they were for him. He had blushed terribly whilst paying and the assistant had given him a very knowing look before grinning widely. “Very good” said the Mistress “it appears that you can follow instructions. What do you think Samantha?” The younger woman walked over and looked him over intently. “Yes very attractive” she said “Do you think you can make his bottom match them?” The Mistress didn’t reply, she merely indicated that Simon should come over to where she was sitting. ” Right, over my lap” she commanded and Simon obeyed. Immediately she began to spank his beknickered bottom. Her hand came down hard and fast and in moments his bottom was stinging but she continued in the same way for another 5 minutes. Then she slowly peeled the panties down exposing fully his trembling buttocks. “They’re barely pink yet” she observed before bringing her palm down. Loud smacks rang out around the room whilst all the time Samantha watched with an enigmatic smile on her face. Simon squirmed and wriggled across her lap but there was no escaping the stinging palm. Simon felt excited and embarrassed at the same time. This was what he had imagined when he had first contacted the Mistress and the reality was even better than he had imagined lying in his bed at night. Finally the spanking stopped and he was allowed to stand up.
He stood there with his hands on his head whilst Samantha and Mistress A inspected his bottom. “Now for the cane, bend over and if you try to stand up or protect your bottom I’ll start again from the beginning”. Simon bent over the indicated seat. The spanking had stung but he knew instinctively that the cane was going to hurt considerably more. The Mistress ran her hands over his bottom causing him to shiver in anticipation. She swished the cane through the air menacingly, “I’m going to give you 36 strokes and I want you to count and thank me after each stroke, if you forget or miscount then the stroke will be repeated, do you understand” “Yes Mistress” he said trying to keep his voice from quavering.Without warning the 1st stroke arrived Thwack, the pain was intense and Simon was so shocked he almost forgot but just about managed “1 Thank you Mistress” The 2nd stroke followed immediately and to his amazement it hurt even more, “2 Thank you Mistress”. And so it continued and Simon discovered as many naughty boys had before that a caning becomes more painful and difficult to bear with each stroke. After 12 strokes she paused to inspect her handywork and both she and Samantha ran their hands over his welted backside. Then it started again and now Simon was yelling out the numbers and the thanks. The last 3 strokes were agonising but he managed to take them, just about. “Stand up” she said and grimacing he did so. ” Hmm that’s a well caned bottom don’t you think” she said to Samantha who cast a searching gaze over his bottom. “Yes” she replied “I think he’s had enough” Simon hoped Mistress agreed as his bum felt like it was on fire.
It was 5 Minutes later and Simon still bare below the waist was rubbing his buttocks ruefully. “Was that everything you imagined” said the Mistress ” Your email requested a spanking in a public place followed by a severe caning, I hope you liked the added touch of the knickers”. Simon had to agree that it had been better than he could ever have imagined. ” Of course, it’s not really a public punishment as there’s no one here but this is probably as close as you can get” she said and Simon remembered that he had said that one of his fantasies had involved public humiliation. “However at Darkest Fantasies we do try to completely fulfil your desires, so” and she waved Samantha over. Suddenly he was grabbed by both women and dragged back out into the station concourse where they quickly handcuffed him to the departures board. Suddenly Simon realised the foolishness of expressing all his darkest dreams to an organisation that promised a complete service. He could hear the women laughing as they walked away,surely they wouldn’t really leave him like this, welted bare bottom on show to all the commuters who he realised would be arriving in about 2 hours time. He started to sob gently at first but quickly he began bawling. After about 30 minutes of crying and struggling to get lose he slumped in his handcuffs. It was hopeless, he could just imagine the stories in the newspapers and perhaps even on the television. And of course in this day and age all the commuters would have camera phones, his backside was going to be all over the Internet by breakfast. This was exactly what his fantasy had involved but the reality was just too horrible to contemplate. “Please” he sobbed to no-one in particular.
Then he heard the tapping of heels on the station tiles.
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