Not a story…

But it is something, at least. πŸ™‚

This little fantasy was inspired by a couple of things, including a hot-looking wooden implement and a remark made by my sometimes-top, intending to help me with my current writer’s block. Although her suggestion isn’t practical in RL, it does make for a nice fantasy. *g*

This is dedicated to my sometimes-top and my brat, both of whom have shown me so much patience in their own ways recently. Thank you, TMT and Fizzy — I can’t tell you how much your support means to me. *hug* This is also dedicated to you, my readers…because your support and patience are appreciated more than you know.

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The Switch and the Seat of the Problem

“All right, missy, no more Freecell. It’s time we address this procrastination problem of yours.”

The Switch scowled to herself and kept her eyes on the computer screen. She could hear her Top going through her implement bag, which was not at all a good sign, but she decided to ignore that for now.

“It’s not procrastination,” she said sullenly.

“No?” Her Top sounded amused. “You think because you punish some other naughty young lady for the same thing, it couldn’t possibly apply to you?”

That made the Switch grin inwardly, thinking about her Brat. It’s true that she punished her for that rather often, second only to missing her bedtimes. What was it about brats, that they couldn’t seem to keep from getting into trouble over bedtimes, studying, and chores? But if her Top was trying to paint her with the same brush, well, that just wasn’t accurate.

“It’s NOT procrastination,” she insisted. “Procrastination is when you know you ought to do something, and you put it off. Whereas I WANT to do something but can’t seem to find a way to do it!”

“Well, I am going to help you with that, sweetie.” Her Top was seated on the sofa now, and patted her thigh encouragingly. “Come over here.”

“That’s not going to help, and that’s not fair!” The Switch’s tone was aggrieved. “You of all people should know the muse can’t be forced!”

“Young lady, I am not going to argue the definition of procrastination with you, nor what inspires your muse. I gave you an instruction, and if you make me come get you, you are going to regret it.” Whereas her Top’s tone originally had been good-natured, even cheerful, it now held an edge. That was warning enough for the Switch, but she still resented it.

“I’m coming, but it’s still not fair,” she muttered. “And I was right in the middle of winning that game!” Her walk over more of a stomp, she stopped next to the sofa, arms crossed obstinately.

“Trousers down and over you go, please.”

Dark brown eyes met hazel ones in a direct challenge. An eyebrow crooked, and the hazel ones took on a steely gleam. “I have another game for you, but you have already lost and the penalty is severe,” the Top said. She reached out and unfastened the Switch’s jeans and yanked them down to her ankles, then pulled the surly girl over her lap. Six hard smacks to the back of her thighs had the Switch crying out and kicking helplessly.

“Okay, okay, I’m here, all right?!” The Switch settled down over her Top’s lap, but the injustice of it rankled. She felt a warm hand come up to rub her back, while the other palm rested against her bottom. She fought the desire to relax against the muscular thighs beneath her – she wasn’t going to give any sign that she agreed with this unfair punishment, no matter what.

But it was difficult not to give in, when what followed next was the feel of her Top’s palm against her buttocks, with firm unhurried swats that made her cheeks jiggle till she could feel a warm glow beneath her panties. The slight ache that developed was deeply familiar to her – the very personal application of a caring hand on one of the body’s most impressionable areas. She’d employed it with her own Brat often enough… she knew how well it brought about a submissive mindset, and she was determined to resist it. She closed her eyes and rested her chin on her hands, but her body remained rigid.

Now her Top was drawing down her underwear, and she braced herself for the sharper smacks that would follow, but nothing happened.

“I meant this to be a surprise later, but decided to use it now to help you with your problem,” her Top said quietly. “Though I’ve no doubt it will prove useful again in future applications.”

Startled, the Switch opened her eyes to see what her Top was talking about. To her dismay it was a small wooden paddle being held up – its oval shape made it look exactly like a hairbrush, but without the bristles.

“It was a hairbrush,” her Top confirmed. “I found it in an antique shop. The boar bristles were long past restoring, but I thought I could find a better use for it anyway. It’s smooth and heavy, good old-fashioned English walnut. I removed the bristles, sanded it till all the surfaces were rounded, then polished it with some lovely beeswax. Isn’t it beautiful?”

It was beautiful, actually. The satin finish glowed with a soft luster and the grain in the dark wood rippled in a way that was unusual and eye-catching. It nearly brought a smile to her face, because she loved the way her Top enjoyed working with her hands and taking on all sorts of projects. But the result of this particular DIY adventure looked like it would sting like holy hell, and it was about to be used on her backside.

“It’s not fair!” she wailed again. “Writing stories isn’t my job, and it’s not like I was avoiding it on purpose! I’ve had health issues, and I’ve been swamped at work, andβ€””

“And recently you’ve been grieving, I realize that,” her Top finished quietly. “And in between those moments, what have you been doing?”

“Reading and watching the TV, I know,” the Switch said defensively. “But those things can help inspire you, you know! You can never tell when…OUCH!”

The Top had begun applying her new paddle, and just as the Switch had feared, the sting was formidable. Especially when the Top was using just the tip and working around the surface of her right buttock only.

“What else have you been doing?” The voice was soft, but inexorable.

“Baby-sitting! I was baby-sitting my nephew, remember? And my Brat needed some attention when she OD’d on video games, and…OW! Okay, okay, I was playing Freecell a lot too! I can’t help it if it’s mentally soothing!” She was squirming a great deal, but her Top’s strong arm held her in place easily. The burn was building steadily, till it felt like her right cheek was one big ball of flames.

“There’s nothing wrong with being mentally soothed,” her Top said reassuringly. “You’ve been under a lot of stress recently.” She paused to admire her handiwork. The surface of one cheek was beautifully rosy, with the red color spreading down to the top of the Switch’s right thigh. Whereas the untouched left cheek was still very pale. The Top chuckled. “You look like the yin and yang of spanking.”

The Switch stopped kicking and caught her breath. “Sometimes I hate your artistic visual sense, you know that?” she growled.

“Oh ho, you’ll not take that tone with me, missy!” She began to even things up by concentrating her smacks on the Switch’s left cheek.

“Ow! Ow! Okay, okay, I’m sorry!” It was not the first time she’d made an unwise remark while in a vulnerable position, and it would no doubt not be her last. But she still felt it was unfair. Her Top was using the new paddle in short, quick strokes to paint every inch of her bottom bright red, the same way an impressionist painter uses brushstrokes in tiny daubs. But whereas Monet used licks of paint to create a scene of riotous, energetic color, her Top was using licks of her paddle, and the conflagration of color was all in shades of red.

“Procrastination is the putting off any task, regardless of whether it’s your job,” the Top was saying now. “And you know very well your readers are waiting for a new story.”

“Yes, but writing a story isn’t a made-to-order task! It’s not just having the time or having the energy…it has to be there for you emotionally too!” the Switch protested. “And if you know I’ve been under stress, why are you punishing me for it?”

The Top paused. “Darling,” she said gently, “I’m not punishing you. Why would you think that?”

“Oh, I dunno… maybe because I’m over your knee and you’re whacking me with a wooden implement?!” She didn’t bother to hide her sarcasm.

“Is that the only reason you administer a spanking?” the Top asked, with surprising restraint.

In spite of the burning in her backside, or perhaps because of it, the Switch considered that carefully. When she spanked her Brat, wasn’t it for punishment? Most of the time, but not always, she acknowledged. Usually it WAS because her Brat needed the correction, to pay for her misdeeds in a way that they had agreed was intended as both punishment and deterrent. But sometimes, she knew her Brat had learned her lesson and the punishment aspect was rather superfluous. She administered a spanking on those occasions more for structure: when someone entrusts their welfare to you, it’s important that they know they can count on consistency, and that you’ll follow through to enforce established boundaries.

And then there were times she administered a spanking to help her Brat release some of her guilt. For those times, it was more important that the emotional support and belief in her worth be emphasized with swats right where she needed it most. Finally, she also used it as a sign of caring, as she knew that affection expresses itself as much in the walloping as it does in the cuddling afterward. And okay, maybe there was once or twice it happened just because she felt like it. Let’s face it, it’s FUN to watch a scarlet rump bounce and to hear yelps of remorse, isn’t it?

“Oh,” she said.

“Indeed,” her Top agreed, the amusement back in her tone. And then she began laying on the paddle in a serious fashion, with broad strokes which alternated between the sit spots of each cheek.

If the Switch had thought the paddle stingy before, she had no idea as to the extent of its evilness. It was hard beyond belief…like iron…like AN iron heated to a “Linen” setting…detonating little pain explosions in her cheeks till she was convinced she would be the first person to DIE from a thoroughly spanked bottom.

“Stop, I’m sorry, I’m sorry!” she howled, then realized that wouldn’t work. She wasn’t being punished, so why should she apologize? Though she WAS feeling extremely sorry for herself at the moment. As the blasted paddle continued to roast her hindquarters, she struggled frantically for the magic phrase that would halt her Top’s heavy hand.

“Thank you…ma’am!” Blessedly, the tortuous paddle paused, resting against her throbbing buttocks.

“Thank you? What are you thanking me for, sweetie?”

Oddly enough, even with the tears which had been threatening at the corners of her eyes, even in her unusually submissive frame of mind, the Switch had a sudden mental picture of herself sitting upright, with another penitent and reddened bottom draped over her own lap. She recalled suddenly her own Brat’s attempts to “weaken her arm by making her laugh.”

“Thank you for warming me up on a cold winter’s day, ma’am,” was her solemn answer.

Fortunately, her Top was no more immune than she was, and she could feel the silent shaking under her which denoted suppressed laughter. Two more stinging swats followed. “YEOW, I’m sorry!”

“My pleasure, darling.” She lifted her upright and cuddled her gently. “No, no, don’t pull your pants up, I want you bare-bottomed.”

“What? Why?” The Switch almost whimpered at this instruction, evidence that her ordeal wasn’t over yet.

“I want you to come sit at the computer,” she stood and pulled her reluctant charge to the nearby desk, “and finish writing something.”

“Writing? Write what?” She did whimper as she sat her extremely sore bottom down on the computer chair, in spite of its cushion.

“It doesn’t matter. A poem, a blog post, an email….I just want you to start and finish something. It doesn’t have to be a story, you know. It can be a….story-lette. Just write something.”

And so she did.

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105 Responses to Not a story…

  1. pippin says:

    πŸ˜† With all the non-stop work I’ve been doing lately, I needed that. Thank you, Alyx, or should the thanks go to TMT and Fizzy for the inspiration? Thank you ladies. This is a nice little ‘something’ you penned, Alyx. Very cute. πŸ™‚

    P.S. I hope all is well with you. *hugs*

    • Alyx says:

      I’m glad you liked it, Pippin, and thanks for saying so. TMT and Fizzy were both inspirations for that vignette…I’m sure anyone could recognize the bratty and topply influences coming through. πŸ˜€

      I’m doing okay, and enjoying the updates on your site! Thanks for all your hard work. πŸ™‚ *hug*

  2. sparrow says:

    Very nice, Alyx. Thank you. Also cudos to Pippin. The site is awesome and your hard work shows.
    Alyx, may the Muse be with you.

  3. Fizzy says:

    I like this “not-a-story.” I REALLY like it, in fact, and plan to re-read it frequently. Out loud, perhaps, at strategic moments. *sweet smile* “Not practical in RL,” HA! πŸ˜†

    But seriously, it is lovely to have new writing from you, particularly nice to have something from a switch’s point of view, unusual…and many thanks to TMT for providing that inspiration. hee

    • Alyx says:

      I would be very interested to see how much reading you’ll be able to do at “strategic moments,” young Fizzy. From what I’ve noticed, your ability to think linearly is severely hampered! *eg* But don’t worry, we shall be testing that on future occasions. Thoroughly and repeatedly.

  4. Basketball Girl says:

    A very nice ‘not story’ indeed! A great thing to read at the end of the day when all your teams lose. Maybe now you wouldn’t consider my incinerator idea bad, given your recent ‘fantasy’ encounter with wood. Hopefully you enjoyed writing the story, as much as, I enjoyed reading it!! And I understand needing to feel inspired to write, which is why I’m going to add it to my list of reasons I didn’t get a paper completed πŸ™‚
    Thank you again for the story Alyx, it was worth the wait!

    • Alyx says:

      I’m sorry all your teams lost, BG. But I’m glad you enjoyed the story. And I’m hoping you find someone to help “inspire” you to complete that paper! πŸ™‚

      • Basketball Girl says:

        With all do respect Alyx, the last line of the comment about “hoping you find someone to help ‘inspire’ you” sounds just a bit edgy and maybe excited? Like perhaps you would not mind standing in the wings and watching me dangled over a top’s lap for an infraction such as procrastination. Maybe it is just the way I read to post πŸ™‚

        • Alyx says:

          Me? Enjoy watching a naughty brat receiving her just deserts from another top? Hearing the echoing smacks and her whimpers, watching her squirming rear end grow redder and redder as the spanking progressed? Why ever would you think such a thing!? πŸ˜‰

  5. You know Honey, I think you might just be caught up in a ‘Great Minds’ sandwich here, ‘cos my thoughts were just like Fizzy’s and *straight-away* (!) picked up on your ‘not practical in real life’ line…. I mean, some days I just can’t figure out if you write before you think (it can’t be that!) or are having an uncharacteristically πŸ˜‰ bratty moment…(thank you Fizzy, if so *g*) or you just like to throw down the gauntlet with brazen statements because you realise a) one needs empirical evidence to make such a claim and b) I do so love a challenge.

    I love this vignette (a word which originally meant “something that may be written on a vine-leaf”)*** It’s lovely, hot and funny… and curiously inspiring. *g* I’m glad your muse is back as we’ve been missing her something rotten. Thank you for such a happy bedtime tale!
    XXX~ TMT

    (**** and there is another hot idea right there, depending on who is wearing the vine leaf, of course)

    • Alyx says:

      Arrrgh, it’s extremely alarming when my brat and my sometimes-top start to think alike! πŸ˜• Both of you used the word “vignette” (that’s a very interesting definition, btw), and you both zeroed in on the same statement! I seriously do think it’s fantasy-only material, however I shall retire in topply dignity and not say anymore about it, lest I get myself (or Fizzy gets me *glare*) in more trouble.

      I am glad you liked it, TMT. And yes, now I have a nice mental picture of a vine-leaf clad body part! *LOL*

  6. sandy says:

    Even though you haven’t exactly named any names and it’s completely fictitious, for some reason I found myself cheering on the Top, urging her to give that brat/switch a good few more even harder whacks…I’ve no idea why!

    Charming little drama you’ve created Alyx, I very much enjoyed reading it and it’s lovely to see you writing again!!

    Sandy

    • Alyx says:

      I know exactly why, Sandy — because you’re a terrible brat yourself! πŸ˜›

      (And it is COMPLETELY fictitious! Glad you liked it, though. *g*)

  7. Raine says:

    That was a lovely piece, so highly entertaining and fun to read. :3

    I don’t like the word ‘procrastination’ much, I prefer to call it ‘rearranging priorities’ because at certain times *I* decide that surfing the internet is more important than doing anything else, hence priorities are being rearranged. *bg*

    • Alyx says:

      Glad you liked it, Raine…thanks for the compliment. πŸ™‚

      “Rearranging priorities,” eh? Don’t let my brat hear you, she is already creative when it comes to labeling her misdeeds! *snort*

      • Raine says:

        You’re welcome. πŸ™‚

        Ah speaking of which; my Top read my post, and needless to say, she wasn’t too happy about it. We did have a nice little talk , and in conclusion, whether it’s procrastinating and\or rearranging priorities it is not acceptable. We have things all cleared up now, and I will be sticking with a ‘no procrastination’ period for the foreseeable future. *g*

  8. cutey says:

    This was awesome. YAY Aylx. YAY TMT….and YAY Fizzy. You should recite this story everyday. lol

  9. bystander says:

    Loved it πŸ™‚

  10. Micah says:

    Excellent story as always Alyx. I’ve missed your stories and this one “hit the spot” so to speak. I’m glad to see TMT and Fizzy are both in fine form as well. I mean….I could almost picture them saying the very words. Great job!!!

    • Alyx says:

      Micah, good to see you! *hug* Mm, was it a good spot that it hit? *bg* But just to be clear, the story was Completely Fictitious, and will remain so, if I have anything to say about it! (Of course, that’s open to question. *snort*) Thanks for letting me know you liked it. πŸ™‚

      • Micah says:

        Yes maam… It was a good spot, indeed…*cough, cough*. Knowing you to be an honorable woman, I totally believe you when you say it’s Completely Fictitious. But I also see your story as quite inspirational and wonder if in the future, there may be a case of fact trying to emulate fiction… *a big ole grin at the vision that brings to mind*
        Thank you for writing for us, Alyx. We’re so lucky to have you and your Sometimes Top ensuring we have great stories to read. Thank you ‘Sometimes Top’ and Fizzy for being so inspirational for Alyx and the rest of us as well. Love ya…

        • Alyx says:

          I’m afraid you might be right about the “life imitates art” case of inspiration, Micah. I suspect I may see it come to pass eventually. *sigh*

          Thanks for taking the time to post compliments and encouragement, Micah. I would not have any inspiration at all if not for my lovely readers. *hug* πŸ™‚

          • Peach says:

            I’m back! Nice to read a fantasy account here πŸ™‚ But from what you said above, sounds like you’re quite looking forward to life imitating art! heheheh *trying hard to stop giggling* When that happens, can I be a fly on the wall please? For altruistic reasons of course: report to your other readers for their entertainment. πŸ™‚ πŸ™‚

            Have a great Sunday!

            • Alyx says:

              Welcome back, Peach! There will be NO witnesses IF that little episode should come true, so you can stop right there, young lady. No reporting necessary. *stern look*

            • Basketball Girl says:

              Peach,
              I think reporting would be great! There would be an interesting, enlightening, and fun story and no one would have to use their muse to create it πŸ™‚ Very nice idea!

              • Peach says:

                Hey Basketball Girl:
                I totally agree. πŸ™‚ However, Alyx clearly didn’t think so (did you not see her stern look?) …
                *eyeing the paddle on the wall nervously* lol

                • Basketball Girl says:

                  Hey SP,
                  I never said I was going to report that part is in your capable hands. I am staying far, far, far away from this. You have much more experience in this area and I will defer to your expertise! The paddle on the wall is not something I would like to encounter, again. I simply thought the idea of someone recording the experience would be a way to produce a story. πŸ™‚

                • Alyx says:

                  *shaking head* BG and Peach, do I have to put you both in opposite corners? Clearly you bad influences on each other! Don’t make me take that paddle down from the wall again…. πŸ™‚

                • Basketball Girl says:

                  We haven’t done anything *yet* Still don’t understand the philosophy of the corner, if all you do is stand there? But going to find something else to do since wooden implements sting quite a bit. And I’m not keen on finding out more about that paddle, it looks evil and painful in my imagination.
                  *whispering to SP* Marti Gras is in a couple of days!! Road trip to New Orleans? We are definitely responsible enough to handle that kind of small party πŸ™‚ Plus Alyx is still recovering so probably not advisable for her to travel long distances…Seems like a good opportunity for some healthy stress relief.

  11. alsyn says:

    hi alyx, i’m typing with only one hand so sorry about the non capitals.
    i loved your completely fictious cough cough story alyx ma’am giggle.
    i especially liked the monet/licks/paddle/red analogy.
    and with all due respect alyx ma’am i llllllooooovvvveeee the fact that you have a
    sometimes top giggle.
    and it doesn’t seem fictious to me at all alyx, ma’am very respectful sweet smile.
    rearranging is to precedence as priorities is to preference heehee
    i loved your story alyx, write some more please alsyn

  12. cras says:

    A lovely story, Alyx (or *vignette* as others have said). I was forced to realize recently how little writing I have done recently as well (though I had to lie to my aunt about how long it’s been…the last non-spanking story I wrote was in college; I couldn’t tell her about the few from the intervening years as she might have asked to read them!) Now you’ve got me wondering if I’ve been deliberately procrastinating or if I simply haven’t felt like writing. I can’t say that I’ve really felt the muse too much in the last year or so (except for one fantastic dream which I do have the story outline for). Hmmm…I guess with my screen name, you might claim that I was deliberately procrastinating anyway, no matter what I say. πŸ˜‰

    Great story! It was wonderful to see something you’ve written and I’m sorry about life bearing down on you, though hopefully it’ll ease up a bit or you’ll find things that help you cope (e.g., writing more stories).

    ~cras

    • Alyx says:

      Cras! *hug* Yes, it’s been AGES since we’ve read a nice kinky story of yours! πŸ™‚ And I suspect that assuming you were procrastinating would have me right about 90% of the time! *bg* But I’m glad I’m not the only one with that problem. People ask what I write and I point them to vanilla stories, which I haven’t updated (and probably won’t) for years now. *sigh* Thanks for your good wishes….feel free to let the muse direct you in naughty ways! πŸ˜‰

  13. kiaigirl says:

    Hi Alyx! Really enjoyed this read! Btw, procrastination is a true art form. I know because I have mastered it well! My logic for procrastination is as long as I’m getting SOMETHING done (no matter if it’s what I should be doing), then all is well! *sweet smile* =p

    • Alyx says:

      Hmm, you and Fizzy have obviously gone to the same brat university! However that logic holds no weight with me, missy! If my brat hasn’t done what she’s supposed to do, she will pay the price. *growl*

  14. kiaigirl says:

    I graduated from “brat university” with top honors and now teach the art of epic bratting – I would be more than happy to give Fizzy a refresher course anytime! =p *devious grin*

  15. Ana says:

    I think Alyx should be the star of another “vignette” for not posting any more stories…

    • kiaigirl says:

      LOL! Yes I agree! =p

      • Basketball Girl says:

        You two do know that poking a bear can get you eaten alive, right? But by all means, don’t stop because I will enjoy the show πŸ™‚

    • Alyx says:

      Another vignette, eh? How’s this, then:

      Alyx grabbed both Ana and Kiaigirl by the collars and escorted them over to her couch. Ignoring their protests, she unsnapped and pulled their jeans down to their knees. Then she tipped them each over the back of the sofa, leaving their bottoms high in the air and their legs kicking helplessly.

      “Is this what you had in mind?” she asked.

      “No, no, YOU were supposed to be the star!” said Ana.

      “Yeah, you’re the one who’s supposed to be writing!” Kiaigirl put in with a pout.

      Then they both shrieked in pain, as Alyx landed several hard swats to the backs of their thighs. Red handprints bloomed. “Contrary to what you might believe, I don’t exist to provide you with entertainment, my little miscreants!” she growled. She stepped away to retrieve her implement bag, and both brats tried to rise.

      “Don’t you dare move a muscle!” Alyx thundered. They froze suddenly. “If you get off the back of that couch, I can promise you you will NOT like the consequences!”

      “I don’t think I’m going to like the consequences, even if we stay here,” Ana muttered to Kiaigirl under her breath.

      “Me neither,” was the reply. “You wanna make a run for it?”

      Before Ana could answer, Alyx was back. In her hand was her sturdy wooden hairbrush. “If you take your spanking like good girls, then I won’t have to pull out my nasty leather strap,” she said sternly. “But if you fight me or try to run away, then Ms. Swat will be making an appearance, and she’s been known to make naughty girls cry. So I would behave myself, if I were you!”

      Alyx heard both of them swallow, and there were gasps from the watching Basketball Girl and Mil. She bit back a smile. She was laying it on a bit harsher than usual, but it had been awhile and she knew brats’ memories were fleeting. In any case, the two rascals decided not to test her threat, but lay there trembling.

      Taking a good hold of the hairbrush, she stepped up behind them and began with Ana. Her left hand pressing down firmly against the girl’s lower back, she lifted the brush and brought it down swiftly with a snap of her wrist, landing a whack on each cheek in quick succession. Ana cried out and kicked up her heels, but the spanking had just begun. Alyx was swinging only moderately hard — she preferred to rely on the horrible burn that builds when one smack follows another immediately, giving the tender flesh no time to recover. The brush rose and fell in a blur, and soon Ana was crying out and wriggling for all she was worth.

      Kiaigirl reached for her compatriot and held her hand in a gesture of support. But soon she was gripping Ana’s hand tightly, because she felt Alyx’s palm press down on her back, and then hard wooden brush was visiting her own vulnerable backside. She couldn’t believe how stingy the swats were, and how unbearable it could become when the spanking was a relentless flurry of smacks that seemed to go on forever. Eventually she too was kicking and wailing.

      Alyx wound up the spanking with several hard, slower whacks on each of their sit spots. She hadn’t bothered to take down their panties, but it didn’t matter. The solid impact of the brush left each girl’s bottom practically glowing through their underwear.

      “Too bad, bare bottom would’ve been more fun,” BG whispered to Mil. Mil snickered her agreement.

      Alyx turned around and addressed the voyeurs with a raised brow. “Were you offering a critique of some sort?” she asked.

      “No, ma’am!” they chorused, wide-eyed.

      “I thought not,” Alyx said, as she put her brush away in her bag. Then she took a small bow. “There! I think that was a starring role in a little vignette,” she said with satisfaction. She smiled at the two hot bottoms on either side of her. “You two had lesser parts, but they were nevertheless well-played. You definitely have a future in such roles…” she patted the two crimson derrieres…”BRIGHT futures!”

      • milinaus says:

        Bravo!
        Encore! .. Kidding! No encore needed :S

      • Ana says:

        “Ow ow ow ow ow!!! Hey!!!” Ana looks a little indignant but carefully keeps her voice as close to polite as she can manage. “I’m sorry, but I didn’t know you minded and…the others were egging you on, not me! I was just asking!” Ana realizes that probably wasn’t the best tone of voice to use and stops to say more politely, “Sorry, Alyx. I just meant that I liked your story and it’s been a long time since you posted last and..” Ana breaks off to wriggle and pat her bottom, trying to rub out some of the sting. “Sorry! I’ll find you a cookie. Lots and lots of really nice yummy cookies that I’ll bake myself!”

      • Basketball Girl says:

        Alyx ma’am, I was trying to warn them of impending danger. But adults must make their own decisions, so I was trying to be understanding of their need for autonomy and normalize that some individuals have those types thoughts of watching you get spanked πŸ™‚ The intent was to accept that they may have a different opinion that I do, but I do not want to alienate them. See completely rational and I do not ever want to critique your style because it you get even more proficient in spanking that could negatively impact my bottom line ;P

        • Alyx says:

          I’m glad to hear you’re not one of those types who wants to watch me get spanked, BG. Because you’re right, your bottom line would be heavily and repeated impacted! *g*

  16. Ash says:

    Very nice, Alyx! I quite enjoyed reading about Ana and Kiaigirl getting a spanking, especially as Ana recently threatened me with a fish in our kinklet. Good job!

    • Alyx says:

      Thanks, Ash. Yes, that novel kinklet is quite something! πŸ˜€

      • Ana says:

        And I am very glad that Ash got her justice there. πŸ™‚

        • ashtale says:

          Well I still say Daenerys should have spanked you. You got off completely scot-free. It is not fair. Next time Alyx, you should use some evil implement of destruction on her. Mohahaha!

          • Ana says:

            Because telling dommes what to do is always such a GREAT idea and sooooo good for keeping your own bottom unspanked, little miss Ash.

            • ashtale says:

              I don’t tell tops what to do. I make suggestions. Just like I can suggest what brats can do, but I don’t make them actually do it, because they are free to do (or not do) whatever they want. So Alyx… I suggest that next time you spank Ana, you give it to her good, but it is totally your choice. I’m not bossing anyone. *evil grin*

          • Alyx says:

            No, young lady, you don’t tell tops what to do — what you do is make provoking comments, and they will not be tolerated here, is that understood? *raised brow* It’s one thing to have you carrying on like an out-of-control schoolgirl in a kinklet, but I’m not going to let you turn my comments section into a brat war.

            *stern look* I don’t mind a little teasing back and forth, so I’m not complaining about what’s posted thus far. But I think this one ends now, Ash and Ana. *tapping hairbrush against my palm warningly*

            • ashtale says:

              No, I’m not going to do that. I’m sorry Alyx. *offers peace cookie*

              • Alyx says:

                Apology accepted, Ash. *takes peace cookie and offers chocolate-covered pretzel in return* (It’s what I’m currently munching on. πŸ™‚ )

            • Ana says:

              *gulps* Me, too? I’m in trouble *again*?

              *sighs*

              Sorry, Alyx. Ash started it, but I don’t think you’ll like me saying that? I thought we were just teasing each other until she told you what to do, and then I was trying to find a funny way to get her to stop without being bossy. And I already told her it’s not nice to question decisions you or other domme/tops make. Only I don’t know if I’m supposed to do that.

              *goes to make lots of cookies since I think I’ll need them*

              • Alyx says:

                No, goose, you’re not in trouble. *hug* And neither is Ash in trouble. That was just me putting a stern word in BEFORE another dozen posts happened. πŸ™‚ I don’t mind the comments you made to each other — brats often squabble. (Some people say tops squabble too, but of course I don’t believe THAT. *g*) A few comments back and forth are fine. And yes, I could see (here and on SK) how hard you’re trying to maintain order, and with your fellow miscreants that’s a bit like herding cats. πŸ˜€ No worries, and no more frantic baking needed!

                • Ana says:

                  *hugs back* Thank you, Alyx. Reassurance very, very much appreciated. Even if you called me a goose. πŸ™‚

  17. kia says:

    *sniff and pout* Geez, such an overreaction to an innocent comment… =p

    • Alyx says:

      Kiaigirl, I think the word “innocent” in connection with you is a very rare occurrence, and definitely does not apply in this case! πŸ˜€

  18. kia says:

    yeah, yeah okay! *plllttthhh* πŸ˜‰

  19. kia says:

    I’m sorry for being bratty at you…I do the “plllttthhh” thing and am sarcastic all too often without thinking about how people will take it. *looks around nervously*

  20. lola says:

    Hey, hey Alyx….just saying hola…and I see you have things under control. Good job πŸ˜‰

    • Alyx says:

      Hola, Lola! *g* Thanks for stopping by. I’m running around like a headless chicken (sorry, that’s not a nice image, is it? *g*), but if I can hold out for 3 more weeks my vacation will be here! Take care and behave yourself. πŸ˜‰

  21. Bleh says:

    I loved this, although i’m quite nervous, my girlfriend wants to have a relationship like this, but she’s the top since shes always been the dominant one, and that would make me the brat, xD I’ve been spanked before though.

    • Alyx says:

      I’m glad you liked the story, Bleh. Lots of people would love to be in a relationship like that, but yes, it can be tricky. Good luck to you and your gf! πŸ™‚

  22. Micah says:

    Just reread your vignette, Alyx. It’s a good the second time as it was the first. Thank you for writing for us.
    I don’t suppose TMT would be interested in inspiring you once again? She’s seems very effective…

    • Alyx says:

      That’s so sweet of you, Micah. I think. *sideways look* πŸ˜€ TMT is very effective. Fortunately she’s much too busy trying to take care of all the holiday craziness this time of year brings. But I could point her in your direction, if you’re in need of motivation? *g*

      • Alyx, cause you een gee ya grrl one happy cause you still livin birthday big up. I tellin Santa sen you the coal I gat on layaway for you.

        • Alyx says:

          Bahamagirl, you really crack me up. Even when I don’t understand all the words, I just know they’re naughty! Grrl, you better ask Santa for flame-proof undies yourself, because you’re receiving a switch in your Xmas stocking for sure! πŸ˜€

        • Peach says:

          LOL. I don’t think I got the first sentence, BG!
          But I understand you will make sure that Alyx is gonna get coal this year. πŸ˜‰

          • bahamagirl1996 says:

            Ok, lemme speak y’all kinda English den.
            My fellow Tops and Brats, it has come to my attention that I didn’t get a happy birthday wish from you good loving people. In lieu of this, I sent an e-mail to Santa informing him on this great travesty . Alyx, it so happens that I had a lump of coal on layaway for you and wasn’t going to make the final payment . But seeing that I was a little upset that you didn’t remember one of my birthdays I used my credit card and added a few more to the ” you gettin coal ” list.
            The names are as follows, micah , Kia , Ana, Peach ( naw peachie I only put you der so dey won’t think I curry favor ) ALYX and last but not least Ash! ( naw Ashie you and peachie jus there in case dey taught I was curry favoring y’all OK. )

            • Ash says:

              You wanted to make sure I was on the list for getting coal!? But… don’t ya think Santa has a whole bag waiting for me already? I don’t want to be grabby! Give it to someone who needs it… *cough* a Top *cough*

              Also… happy belated birthday, hon. πŸ˜€ *lots of birthday hugs and kisses*

            • Alyx says:

              Bahama Girl, thank you for translating that for me, because I would never have figured that out! And I’m grateful you let me know I overlooked such an important occasion, because it allows me to try to make amends.

              I have a horrible memory and overlook dear friends’ and close relatives’ birthdays all the time. I don’t even remember how old I am half the time! But I’m not trying to make excuses, I just want to apologize and assure you it’s nothing personal, just one of those things I suck at.

              That said, please allow me to wish you a happy birthday in true top style:

              *Grabbing you, bringing you close and unfastening your trousers. Pulling you over my knee. Rubbing your bottom and taking a deep breath. Singing the traditional song, interspersed with firm smacks on your bouncing cheeks*

              “Happy Birthday to you, happy birthday to you,
              Happy Birthday, dear Bahama Girl…” *several extra stingy swats*

              “Happy Birthday to you!” *Pulling down your underwear, bringing my arm back and cupping my hand to deliver a series of nice hot smacks to your bare bottom*

              I’m very sorry I missed your birthday, and I hope it was a nice one. These… *whack! whack! whack!* …are to wish you a wonderful year ahead, filled with good health, *whack!* love, *whack!* laughter, *whack!* and lots of WARM throbbing cheeks! *whack! whack! whack!*

              *Last rub, pulling up your bottoms and giving you a heartfelt cuddle* All the best, hon. πŸ™‚

              • bahamagirl1996 says:

                Even though I wont be able to sit for awhile πŸ˜‰ thank you . I don’t remember either so don’t feel bad sunshine πŸ™‚ You will not get coal anymore. ( after that birthday spanking I know better ow ) I love you my Island grrl πŸ™‚

            • tigersninja says:

              Happy Belated Birthday! I didn’t know about it! Mine was the sixth and gets forgotten every year even by my fam so I feel ya. I hope you had an awesome one! πŸ˜€ (kiai) Btw, I would welcome some coal this year as it’s been freezing here lately! πŸ˜‰

            • Peach says:

              Happy belated birthday BG! Hope you enjoyed it. πŸ™‚
              Talking about birthday here … um … Alyx knows Peachie’s been a very good and DESERVING girl this year. Ain’t that right ma’am? πŸ˜‰ heehee

  23. cj says:

    Excellent Totally Imaginary story Alyx. I couldn’t help feel how REAL it seemed and reading all the comments it seems based in reality between you , TMT and Fizzy. But seeing as you repeatedly stated the fact this was purely fantasy I shall have to believe. 😏

    I have had 2 Dommes that were switches. At the beginning I thought that being a switch would work to my advantage. Right? I mean they can understand why we do what we do and it is never done intentionally to hurt anyone. To my dismay I found they could read my mind way too often and their creativity in punishments and incentives/motivators worked against my bottom staying pristine and untouched.

    Your story was wonderful, fun and squirmy!! Thank you.

    • Alyx says:

      Ah, but even the totally imaginary tales are influenced by RL, as I’m sure you know. Plus maybe some wishful thinking. πŸ˜€ It makes it easy to capture the appeal of the characters when I am lucky enough to have the wonderful originals as inspiration. (Yes, I do think it helps sometimes to be able to identify with both sides of the hairbrush! *vbg*) Thanks as always for your generous compliments to my stories.

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