Readers,
I do hope that you enjoy all of the stories submitted as much as I. And if you do, this one will be no exception. From the ‘Person Place and Thing’ Spanking Story Contest, a naughty take on the news…’Royal Honeymoon’. – Dana
(I feel as though I should issue some sort of disclaimer…”this is a work of fiction, and not meant to imply that any members of the British Royal House actually gleefully participate in Domestic Discipline”…or something…)
(I feel as though I should issue some sort of disclaimer…”this is a work of fiction, and not meant to imply that any members of the British Royal House actually gleefully participate in Domestic Discipline”…or something…)
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ROYAL HONEYMOON
“Ahh, alone at last,” Kate said, squirming out of her gown. “Yes, Emily, help me out of this thing. Can you believe the crowds?”
“Amazing Your Royal Highness.” Kate’s handmaiden paused. “Or should it be Duchess of Cambridge? Or Baroness? Can’t be Kate anymore you know.”
“Well, not in public anyway. To you in private it’s still Miss. Or Miss Kate as always.”
“Yes miss, thank you. Have you decided on a honeymoon location?”
“Well, someplace warm for sure. Perhaps Rome to start, then a lovely Greek island on a royal yacht.”
“Ah, Miss Kate that sure sounds like a grand time.Will I….I mean….”
“Coming with us? Emily don’t be silly. Of course you will. What would I do without my handmaiden and….well…..” Kate, now naked, flashed a sly grin.
“Chief disciplinarian and witch to Her Royal Highness,” Emily said. “I was wondering about that Miss Kate. I mean, he is third in line to the throne, and a duke, earl, baron and Lilith knows what else.”
Kate laughed. “So now more than ever he needs you. if he balks I’ll call his grandmother to scold him. Have you been to Rome?”
“Oh yes Miss many times. There’s a coven there and they’re all friends. The Trevi Fountain has mystical power when coins are thrown in by a witch. Not a tourist of course. The last time I was there I pointed my blue umbrella at the fountain and uttered an incantation about you! Then tossed in the three coins.”
“About me Emily! Are you allowed to tell me anything about it?”
“Yes Miss. I asked that the prince dote upon you forever and crave the cane above all else.”
“Lovely.” Kate strolled to the window, oblivious to her nudity and the crowd below. “That must account for his insistence in the vows. You remember? He promised to love, honor and OBEY! I promised simply to love.”
“Exactly, Miss. And he will never enjoy it when you spank him. He will beg and plead like a young girl but will never move from his spot or squirm. He will cry and plead, feeling every stroke as a hot coal. Yet he will crave pain and humiliation from his wife.”
“And his wife’s handmaiden?”
“Oh yes, should it please Your Highness to so require.”
Kate felt her blood surge. “Well, let’s not dawdle Emily. Bring the young man here.”
He entered her chamber with head lowered, Emily’s hand firmly on his arm. Kate remained naked, lounging on her bed.
“Well husband I see you’re dressed for the ball. It doesn’t start for four hours.”
“Yes, Highness,” he said softly.
“Emily,” Kate said imperiously. “Strip William naked. And be rough about it.”
Emily grinned. She grabbed the prince by the ear and ripped off his shirt. William whimpered but said nothing. Emily snickered “Doesn’t look much like a monarch now, miss does he.” She pushed William face down on the bed and finished the job, leaving a red faced boy of 28 with his head buried in his hands.
“Excellent, Emily. Your magical blue uimbrella works perfectly. He looks like a 12 year old boy waiting for his mommy to spank him.”
“That he does miss. May I?”
“Of course. How do you wish to punish him?”
“With his belt I think.” Emily grinned wickedly and ripped the wide black belt from the prince’s discarded pants. “OK, William, stay perfectly still and put your hands behind your head.”
The naked prince did what he was told, the stange compulsion to obey overwhelming him. Spread naked on the bed he was in perfect position and Emily took advantage. Slowly, methodically she strapped the young man with 100 searing strokes to his bare male bottom. He was openly sobbed and the tears flowing easily. When she was through with his bare ass she stepped back to admire her handiwork.
“Excellent work Emily. Will you do more?”
“”Yes M’Lady if I’m allowed.”
“The prince won’t object?”
Emily reached for the blue umbrella and tapped the future monarch once. “Just to make sure miss. William, ask the dutchess for mercy if you want.”
“Oh yes please darling don’t let Emily…”
“William, did you say darling? How impertinent!”
“Oh but please, no more strapping on my poor bare bottom….dutchess.”
Kate giggled. “Well you are my husband and future leige of the land. Therefore I must grant your wish.”
“Oh thank you dutchess.”
“Emily you heard William. He has begged me not to allow him to be strapped anymore on his poor bare bottom. It’s quite welted and swollen I see.” Kate paused, thinking. “We will grant his wish. Emily, spank his thighs slowly. Make him cry and squeal like a girl! Then do his back near the shoulders. 100 apiece, quite hard.”
Emily obeyed with relish and she wasn’t halfway through the thighs when William was begging, the sobs so loud they could be heard in the ladies’ chamber next door. Emily paused to glance at Kate.
“Make him call you Mommy, Emily.”
Emily issued the instruction and the prince obeyed instantly. Now his pleas were so humiliating Kate burst out laughing.
“Oh Mommy please no more. I’ll be a good boy I promise. Oh no more.”
“He sounds like a girl, so let’s treat him like one. William will henceforth be known as Wiilma. Spank him till he agrees.”
It didn’t take long. Wilma remained perfectly in place while Emily finished roasting his bare thighs. Nice and tight they were Kate noticed and without an ounce of fat. She was sure this strapping was torture for him.
The belt spanking continued until Emily ordered the prince to his feet. She wanted to demonstrate his obedience while she whipped his back. His hands stayed still on his head although the abject begging continued.
“Oh please Mommy I’ll be such a good girl,” the prince intoned, oblivious to anything except pain. Kate watched with fascinated interest. She would have a lifetime to train her young husband until he could think of nothing except pleasing her. The young groom’s ass, back and thighs were now covered in blue and black welts that he’d remember for a long time. When Emily finished she stepped back, allowing William to remain standing, naked, hands on head sobbing uncontrollably.
“The pain makes him more obedient,” Emily explained. “The combination of a young groom, coins in the fountain and the magic of the blue umbrella is a combination witches have known for millenia. It will make him your abject servant at night in your chambers and your handsome prince in public.”
“So the more pain the better?
“Yes miss.”
“Well, let’s not dawdle.” Kate lounged against the pillows. William would please her tonight on demand, every whim. Yet he would not use the parts of his body from which he hoped to sire a future heir. Not till Kate was good and ready. The more pain, the more obedience. She had never been more aroused.
“Emily,” she said, a sudden realization striking her. “did you by chance cause me to become….well, amazingly interested in my bridegroom’s pain and subjugation.”
Emily smiled slyly. “It’s all part of the same incantation Miss Kate. His pain are simply two sides of the same coin. Shall I tell William to satisfy you.”
“Oh no, the young bride said. “Whip his front just as you did the back. Thighs, chest and….well you know.” The young naked queen to sighed with satisfaction, luxuriating in her young husband’s pleas for mercy.
“And Emily, take your time.”
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I can hear the Queen no when she hears of his misbehavior, “We are not amused! Send him to the royal paddler!”