Posted by Sebrina Rose on September 18, 2002 at 16:53:26:
In Reply to: Erotic Picture Challenge #4 posted by TheGhost! on September 13, 2002 at 10:17:17:
“B…B… Bradford?”
“Yes Isabella?”
“My bottom hurts…” *cringe*
“I said NO rubbing, Isabella”
“But it stings soooooo!” *sniff*
“Nose pressed to the wall, young lady. I want that well-spanked, bottom of yours where I can see it! I’ll not have your raven haired head out of my site again!”
“This is ridiculous! I’ve never been more humiliated. Standing here without my skirt – it’s indecent! I shall not stay in this corner another moment!”
*SMACK… SPPPLAT… SMACCCK*
*gasp* “HEYYYYYYYYYY!”
“What was that, young lady? You won’t remain in the corner? Wasn’t that the very attitude that landed you across my knee only moments ago? Perhaps you are not spanked well enough… hmmmmm?” *SMACK… SPPPLAT… SMACCCK* Shall I continue?”
“Ohhhhhhhh! Arrggghhhhh! Owwwwweeeeeee! I implore you… spank me no more!
“You will follow my instructions now, Milady?”
Yes…*sigh* I will remain in the corner… as you wish. Please… my nether region is so very sore already.” *sob*
“That is better, my dear. You spoke of humiliation? This corner is nothing compared to your earlier shame. Were you not discomfited prancing about with your lacy undergarments exposed… that filthy scoundrel relishing his view. Drooling at those attractive stockings adorning your shapely legs? I am quite sure he took great delight at your wanton behavior!”
*sob* “I… I… I…”
“You what? Exactly what were you trying to accomplish, my girl? Raising your skirts to charm that scallywag! I instructed you to remain safely outside of the tavern… did I not? You should have stayed put!”
*sob* “Yes… but… but…”
“BUT? But NOTHING, young lady! Headstrong behavior like that will get you in a might bit of trouble, Isabella…each and every time!!”
*SMACK… SPPPLAT… SMACCCK*
“Ohhhhhhhhh Bradford…. Pllleeeaaassseeeee!”
*SMACK… SPPPLAT… SMACCCK*
“Owwwwwwwww!” *sob*
“That bottom won’t be fit ta sit a horse anytime soon… that’s for certain. Why… it is glowing a brilliant shade of red, my dear lady. A color that looks mighty fine on you.”
“B… B…. Bradford?” *sniff*
“Yes Isabella?”
"Although my bottom is quite warm… the rest of me is so unpleasantly cold. Standing in only my thin silky blouse and stockings… it is drafty. *sniff* My feet also hurt from these terribly tight, impractically pointy, high healed shoes. *whine* M…M…May I please leave this dreadful corner now?”
“No Bella… you may not.”
“But, Bradford! I’ve had enough!” *stomp*
“I will be the judge of when you’ve had enough! Remain right where you are… unless you prefer going across my knee again so soon?”
*blush* “B… B… Bradford?” *sniff…sniff*
*sigh* “Yesssss Isabella?”
“My arms are so very weary from resting a top my head!” *shifts uncomfortably*
“I’m sure they are tired, my dear… you’ve been standing there for quite some time. I like you just where you are, however. Finally I’m getting through to that stubborn head of yours. This method of discussion is working quite well for us.I should have tried it much sooner.” *grin*
“Bradford?” *sniff*
“Yes Bella?” *shakes head from side to side*
“I suppose I should …t….t…thank you for rescuing me. That inebriated tavern patron … he was… well… he was ALL HANDS! When he grabbed at my blouse -- I thought my virtue was to be compromised for sure!” *wailing sob*
“Can you blame him, Bella? You jumped upon the bar and showed off your wares. He was just taking you up on your unladylike offer!”
“ I was not offering anything! How dare you! I was just… well… just trying to create a much-needed distraction is all.” *sniff*
“ A distraction? You best start explaining, my girl… now!” *stern look*
“Well…. If you must know… I thought you were in grave danger! Not that I care, mind you… but I thought perhaps you needed my help with the floozy! That painted python looked awfully threatening with her arms snaked around you. Who could tell if she was harmlessly holding on… or uh… severely squeezing the life out of you? I had to do something… didn’t I?! What an utter ingrate you are, Bradford Wynnecott! *hrumph*
*SMACK… SPPPLAT… SMACCCK* “Danger eh? Painted python squeezing the life out of me? Hmmmmm… Is that the TRUTH, young lady?” *raised eyebrow*
“OWWWWWWW! Wait… okay… WAAAIIITTTTT!” *shifts from foot to foot*
*SMACK… SPPPLAT… SMACCCK*
*gasp* “OUUCCCH!”
“I thought we had been through this already, Bella! Your promise of honesty is only valid across my knee apparently! The truth, young lady -- now!”
“Well… I was… ummm…. Ohhhhh… Bradford! *sigh*
“Yes, Isabella… I’m waiting… and keep your nose in the corner… I’ll not remind you again.” *folds arms*
“Honestly… I was so vexed! That wench was all over you! Her bosom exposed… and you seemed to be taking great pleasure in it! I had to do something!!” *sob*
“Your behavior was quite foolish -- use your head next time, dear. How dare you try to make me jealous! Let me tell you something little girl… you were not successful. You know that barmaid didn’t mean anything… she had valuable information to share… nothing more! I’ll not tolerate such shamelessly reckless behavior from you… understand?!”
*SMACK… SPPPLAT… SMACCCK*
*gasp* “ OWWWWWW! Yes! I understand! I was behaving in an illicit manner… I put myself in jeopardy. I’m sorryyyyyyyy! Please… I’ll listen to you from now on!” *sniff* *long sob*
“See that you do, girl.”
*sniff... sniff* “B… B…Bradford?” *sob*
“Yes Isabella?”
“I was just wondering… hoping really… *sniff* Y…Y…You did get the location of the stolen horses from that tavern wench…did you not?”
“Yes Bella… as a matter of fact… I did. That is none of your concern, however. I shall continue at first light with the rest of this journey… ALONE. I’ll not have you in any more peril… you are to remain here. Do I make myself clear?”
“But… BRRRRAAADDDFFOORRRDDD… they are my father’s horses! I’m coming with you! I will not remain behind!.”
*groan* *SMACK… SPPPLAT… SMACCCK*
“Please… no more! I’m certain I shall never sit again! Your hand is soooo hard.” *shudder*
“Then you will do as I say… correct?”
“Y… Y… Yes… all right… I will do as you bid!”
“Do you think you’re ready to behave, my girl?”
*sniff* “Y… Yes!”
“Yes what, Isabella Jacquline?”
Yes… S... S…Sir!
“Will you listen to me from now on, young lady?”
“Yes Sir!” *nods head*
“Will you continue to behave like a spoiled, willful, young woman?”
“Yes Sir!… I mean… NO! NOOOO Sir!” *shakes head*
“Are you going to shamelessly flirt with strange men in taverns -- EVER AGAIN?”
“Noooooo… No Bradford… I’m sorry! Please… I am soooo tired of this corner. Please! I don’t want to be spanked any longer…I will behave!” *sob*
“Okay… come here little one, I think you’ve had enough.”
(Isabella turns from the corner and looks into Bradford’s dark, forgiving eyes. She pauses… stopping just short of rushing into his well-tanned, outstretched, muscular arms.)
“B…Bradford?” *sniff* *coy look*
“Yes, Isabella?”
“Were you perhaps… just a wee bit jealous seeing that man grab at me in such an out of control manner in the tavern?”
“Er… uhhh… no… not at all… why would you even think such a thing?”*grin*
“Bradford?” *demure smile*
“Yes, Bella?” *raised eyebrow*
“Won’t you confess that you care for me just a little? I mean… the way you tore across the tavern and hauled me out of there. The way you flung me over your shoulder… you had to be feeling… s…s… something?”
“Isabella?” *mock glare*
“Yes Bradford?”
“Are you looking to again journey across my lap?”
*blush* “No Bradford! Not at all!
“Good… then behave yourself.” *smile*
“Well Bradford… I guess if we are finished here… I will put on my skirt and wash my hands and face before supper” *pitiful pout*”
“Bella?”
“Yes Bradford” *hopeful look*
“Come here Milady… and I will show you exactly what I was feeling earlier today!”
“Oh Bradford! I knew you felt as I did!! I just knew you cared!” *big grin*
“Shut your chattering mouth and come here -- ya fool girl!”
(With that Isabella flings herself into Bradford’s waiting arms and wraps her legs around his waist. He clutches her back and bottom as their lips urgently meet. She runs a hand through his soft hair as he grasps her tighter… pressing his lips to hers.
“Bradford?”
“Y… Y… Yes Bella?”
“Are you quite certain I cannot accompany you on the next leg of OUR journey?”
“Well… uh…. Ummmmm … we will see, my dear… we will see!” *chuckles*
*smiles*
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