Original Spanking Art — Darcy 61: On Second Thoughts…
A welcome return by Darcy
She was sobbing uncontrollably by the time he finished.
Admiring his handiwork he felt a
twinge of… what was it exactly? Guilt? He had got rather carried away. He’d
promised 24 strokes after a long hard spanking and he must have given her 50.
Her little botty was such an irresistible target, and her wriggling and
jiggling and crying and pleading had got him worked up to a state of
considerable excitement. But of course it was the only way to get through to
headstrong young girls like Donna. And now he gave a loving hug and listened
while she blubbered out her apology.
He pressed himself against her and
gained some momentary relief as she pushed back against his unyielding
erection. What a good girl.
And then, just like that, the
guilt was gone.
‘I’m not quite sure we are
finished after all, Donna. I think I might take you to my quarters. I think a
little more spanking is required, perhaps the belt. I think this little bum of
yours can withstand quite a lot more.’
‘Puh-please sir. No. No more!
Please. I’ll do anything sir. Please, I can’t take any more.’
She was crying with gusto once
more, as she rubbed herself against his painfully throbbing cock.
‘Well let’s see. Come on now, grab
your knickers and walk ahead of me and we’ll have a little chat.’
A hard smack on her raw and tender
cheeks had her wailing again.
‘Owwww! Ow… ow… ow… Anything sir,
please. I — I’ll be good. Please don’t hit me anymore.’
Another hard smack.
‘Less chat and more obedience.
Upstairs now. Quickly. While I’m still feeling generous.’
Yes it’s crucial now this ‘headstrong’ minx is not allowed to call the shots. She is in no position to say ‘don’t hit me anymore’ - it’s none of her business. So, more hitting it is then. The lower backs of her pretty thighs need striping. It’s for him to decide when The Other follows; and not her, as a sneaky ruse to avoid further punishment. Typical girl.
ReplyDeleteThen, of course, there is the sheer joy and pleasure of 'the other', as enjoyed in such circumstances. There can be no greater cure for erectile dysfunction known to man. Excellent artwork and story, Darcy (or is it D'Arcy?), really first class.
ReplyDeleteTop class, both drawing and words, Darcy, as ever. That's the thing about punishment that pretty girls never cotton on to: the sight of a well striped bum, the wriggling and crying and pleading only serve to stoke the fires even more. When she thinks she had more than enough, her guardian will be driven to continue on regardless. Even when she is on the way upstairs to be a 'good girl' there will be more hard smacks. Her guardian should not feel any guilt. She deserves it.
ReplyDelete‘deserves it’ is exactly it. Pretty girls require a constant onslaught of corporal punishment, belittling insults, and lots of the other despite her silly whining protests; otherwise pretty girls revert to the default of selfish little manipulators. They think they deserve to behave like that because they are pretty. They simply cannot get their simple little heads round it when they are on the receiving end of all the hostility they deserve. The self-pity in the girl’s face in D’Arcy’s latest sums up the predicament of the pretty girl very nicely.
DeleteA touching drawing, in more ways than one. Her lithe form pressed against his shapeless bulk. His look of contentment, partly obscured by her golden hair and bare shoulder, against which he pushes his pudgy old face. Only his fingers have angular defintion, pressed clawlike against the livid, punished girl-flesh of her tight, teenage posterior. Her own expression, conveying a mess of mixed emotions, perhaps anticipating 'the other'. Her appealing blue eyes, awash with copious tears, in trademark Darcy style. I like the hyperbolic prose accompaniment too, including his gratuitous smacking of her on the way to his quarters.
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