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Rory's First Spanking
by Oric13 (oric13@xs4all.nl)
***
Feeling extremely guilty about missing her mother's
graduation ceremony, Rory asks Lorelai for a spanking.
This takes place right after episode 2x21 - Lorelai's
Graduation Day and is inspired by this quote from Rory
when she's offering suggestions to Lorelai on how to
punish her: "You should beat me, ground me, take the
phone away..." (F/f, spank, exh, reluc, no-sex)
***
Disclaimer: This story is based on the characters from
the TV-show "Gilmore Girls" that belongs to Warner
Brothers, and is not meant as an infringement on their
copyright of the series.
***
Rory Gilmore had been lying in her bed for over an
hour, but instead of falling asleep like she's supposed
to, she'd spend the entire time tossing and turning.
She just couldn't sleep. This was partly because she'd
gone to bed way before her usual bedtime - not because
she was feeling tired, but because of her self-imposed
punishment.
Since Lorelai refused to punish her, Rory had come up
with her own punishment for missing her mother's
graduation, and she'd been pretty hard on herself: a 6
months grounding, during which she wasn't allowed to
watch TV, listen to music, or do any non-educational
reading. She would also do all the housework during
that time AND would have to go to bed a lot earlier.
Lorelai had listened to her list of self-imposed
punishment with a vaguely amused expression, but
declined to comment on it (which in itself was pretty
unusual behavior from her talkative mother). Despite
Lorelai's repeated assurance that she forgave her, Rory
got the distinct feeling that her mother was still
angry with her. And frankly, Rory didn't blame her: she
was still angry with herself about what she'd done.
'Skipping school to visit Jess in New York - what WAS I
thinking?!' Rory thought, disgusted with herself.
'Ungh! Not only did I miss mom's graduation because of
this but I basically cheated on Dean as well.'
Rory was now 2 weeks into her 6 month punishment
schedule, but she still felt just as guilty as she did
at the evening of Lorelai's graduation day.
The memory of that heart-breaking look of
disappointment in her mother's eyes still made her
cringe.
And this was the main reason she couldn't fall asleep:
her guilty conscience kept her awake.
'I have to do something 'cause this is killing me!'
Rory pondered desperately. 'I just *have* to make
things right with mom.'
She'd made many -failed- attempts these last two weeks
to fix that special bond she had with her wonderful
mother, but there was one thing she hadn't tried yet.
Something she'd dismissed the moment she thought of it,
but which kept popping up in her mind nonetheless: a
good old-fashioned spanking.
Now Lorelai never actually spanked her, but had
occasionally threatened her with one, though you could
tell from her tone of voice that she was mostly
kidding. So Rory never took these "threats" very
seriously, not even when about 5 or 6 years ago, her
mom had purchased an actual "spanking paddle" at a yard
sale.
She remembered how Lorelai considered her new purchase
to be pretty damn hilarious while - a then 11-year-old
- Rory had found it to be mostly embarrassing.
It was a long, slender oak paddle, nicely polished,
with a hand-painted drawing on one side of a cute
little girl bent over a barrel, skirt up and panties
around her knees. The young girl was surrounded by a
Deer and Grizzly bear looking on with sympathy. The
inscription read: For the cute little Deer with the
Bear Behind.
It was cute and cheesy and one of those embarrassing
things parents seem to find so endearing. And, of
course, after Lorelai had purchased this paddle the
spanking jokes/references/threats her mother made
remained at an all time high for at least an entire
month.
Despite not taking any of this very seriously, Rory
couldn't stop thinking about that paddle for several
months. She'd become so fascinated with it that she
even briefly considered doing something very naughty
just to see if Lorelai would actually spank her.
But doing something naughty just wasn't in her genetic
makeup. And when the novelty finally wore off, Lorelai
eventually stopped with the spanking jokes and the
paddle was (mostly) forgotten. Rory still thought about
it occasionally, sometimes looking at it in the drawer
where her mother kept it, and wondering what it would
be like to be spanked, like her best friend Lane, who
she knew got her bare butt blistered by Mrs. Kim quite
often.
And now that paddle was once again occupying her
mind... Perhaps if Lorelai would just spank her,
working out the anger and disappointed she felt on
Rory's bare behind, then things would go back to the
way they were. Besides, truth be told, she still felt
kinda curious about what it would be like to be
spanked.
She knew from her talks with Lane that her best friend
didn't really much mind her spankings and the resulting
sore butt. Heck, she even suspected that Lane kinda
enjoyed them, which is probably why the idea of a
spanking sparked her interest so much. And taking into
account Lorelai's thousand-and-one spanking jokes, her
mother probably also possessed more than a passing
interest in spanking.
Sitting up, Rory gathered up her courage and got out of
bed. She was wearing her usual skimpy nightwear: a
large t-shirt and a pair of panties, but didn't bother
putting anything else on. 'Not much use in putting on
pants if mom has to take them down anyway for my
spanking.'
When Rory padded bare-footed into the living room,
Lorelai looked away from the TV and issued her daughter
a surprised look. "Hi, honey, what's the matter...
can't sleep?"
"Nope, I just keep lying awake," Rory confirmed.
Lorelai gave the empty seat on the couch an inviting
pat and Rory sat down beside her.
"I told you it's way too early to go to bed," Lorelai
said, putting an arm around her daughter's shoulder.
"I know, but its part of my punishment," Rory reminded
her mom.
Lorelai sighed. "I already said that you don't have to
punish yourself, sweetie. This whole martyr-routine is
completely unnecessary."
"No, it isn't," Rory stubbornly insisted. "I deserve to
be punished for what I did, and if you're not willing
to perform your parental responsibility by dealing out
discipline then I have to do it myself."
Just like Rory had silently predicted when she said
those words, a flash of anger appeared in her mother's
eyes.
"Don't lecture me about "parental responsibilities",
Rory," Lorelai frostily replied. "I'LL decide whether
or not you deserve to punished - that's MY job and no
one else's, not even yours."
Rory stared down at her lap for a couple of seconds
before looking up into her mother's blue eyes again.
"The problem is: you may not think I deserve
punishment, but I do."
Lorelai's expression softened somewhat and she sighed
again. "Just let it go, sweetheart."
"I can't," Rory said; a hint of desperation in her
voice.
Lorelai threw her hands up in exasperation. "Okay, fine
then! Keep on punishing yourself with that silly six
month self-torture program you thought up."
"Actually... that's not working, either."
"Then what do you suggest we do?" Lorelai asked;
frustration evident in her voice.
Rory nervously gnawed on her bottom lip for a moment,
then got up and walked to the dresser. Opening one of
the drawers, she retrieved something from within and
walked back to her impatiently waiting mother.
Lorelai rolled her eyes when she spotted the spanking
paddle in her daughter's hands. "You've got to be
kidding me! You do realize I only bought that paddle as
a joke, right?"
"Perhaps," Rory shrugged. "Or maybe there's a bit more
to it than that... you did keep it in that drawer for
about six years instead of getting rid of it."
"So what?" Lorelai, also shrugging, countered. "You
know I hardly throw anything away."
"Well, whatever the reason, I think it's about time you
got your money's worth from this paddle."
Lorelai stared at her daughter with increasing
fascination. "You really want me to spank you with that
thing?"
"Yep."
Lorelai's eyes switched from her daughter's face to the
paddle she was holding and silently considered Rory's
rather bizarre request. After almost a minute of
thinking, she shook her head. "Nuh-uh, I don't think so
sweetie."
Rory looked surprised at her mother refusal. "Why not?
Don't you want things to go back to the way they were?"
"Of course I do," Lorelai replied. "I'm just not sure
that spanking you is the best way to go about doing
that."
"We tried just about anything else," Rory pointed out.
"But there's still a lot of tension and distance
between us... Tell me honestly: are you really no
longer angry about me missing your graduation because I
was in New York visiting Jess?"
Lorelai hesitated for a moment... then truthfully
replied, "Okay, I admit that I've still got some anger
issues about that particular subject, but I'll get over
it eventually."
"Well, here's an opportunity to resolve your anger
really quickly, and at the same time you'll also be
helping me get rid off my guilt," Rory explained
matter-of-factly while offering the paddle to her
mother.
Lorelai stared at the wooden implement again for
several long seconds before looking back into her
daughter's inquiring eyes. "You're absolutely sure
about this? Because once I'm walloping your butt with
that thing, there's no changing your mind anymore - I
won't stop till you're sporting one thoroughly
punished, well-spanked behind! And I can pretty much
guarantee that it's gonna hurt like Hell - during AND
after the paddling."
Rory nodded determinedly. "I already thought about this
long and hard and I'm sure I wanna go through with
this."
With a bittersweet smile, Lorelai accepted the paddle.
Standing up, she took her daughter's hand and led her
to the back of the couch. "Okay, sweetie, you -
literally- asked for it: pull your shirt up till it's
no longer covering your naughty little butt and lean
across the back of the couch."
"Yes, ma'am," Rory replied almost eagerly. Pulling up
the bottom of her t-shirt till her butt & belly were
bared, she stepped forward and laid herself across the
couch, presenting her panty-clad ass to her mother.
Rory shivered with anticipation when she felt Lorelai's
fingers hook into the waistband of her panties and
slowly pull them down to her ankles. She could
practically *feel* her mom's eyes inspecting her bare
butt, probably painting a Bullseye in her mind on each
of the alabaster globes.
The young brunette tensed up as she breathlessly waited
for the first stroke to land. A slight gasp escaped her
lips when Lorelai softly patted her tense buttocks with
the paddle. "Try to relax, honey, or it's gonna hurt
even more."
Knowing her mother was right, Rory forced herself to
relax... She had just managed to do so when the paddle
struck her bottom full force:
WHACKK!!!!
"Yowww!" the teen shrieked surprised.
WHACK!!! "OH!!!"
WHACK!!! "Owww!!"
WHACKK!!!! "Aahhhh!!"
WHACK!!! "Ouch!"
Lorelai gazed with a sense of satisfaction at the red
imprints she was planting all over her daughter's cute
little butt. 'I'm gonna teach her a lesson she won't
soon forget...'
Though she didn't admit it to Rory, she did possess a
certain perverse fascination with spanking, probably as
a result of the many spankings she got as a young girl
from her parents. But even though she had, on occasion,
threatened Rory with a spanking, this was mostly in
jest and she never actually felt the need to go thru
with it... Because let's face it: she lucked out with
Rory - the girl was incredibly well-behaved. And other
than the (extremely) rare grounding there was never any
need to punish her.
But now that she was paddling her lovely daughter's
bare behind, she actually kinda wished that Rory
would've been slightly less well-behaved - not a lot,
mind you, just naughty enough to deserve a few
spankings.
'Well, she's certainly got it coming to her now! First
ditching school to go to New York to "visit" that
little asshole, Jess, and then having the nerve to diss
my parenting-style! You're sooo gonna get it, little
girl.'
WHACKK!!!! "Yowww!!!"
WHACK!!! "Ouchh!!!"
WHACK!!! "Ohhhh!!"
WHACKK!!!! "Ahhhh!!!"
'Damn! Mom's definitely not holding anything back,'
Rory pondered, slightly awed by Lorelai's prowess with
the paddle, while the onslaught on her swiftly
reddening behind continued.
WHACKK!!!! "OWWW!!!" WHACK!! "OH!!" WHACK!! "Ouch!!"
WHACKK!!!!
"AHHHH!!"
WHACK!!! "DAMN!!" WHACK!!! "OHHH!!!" WHACKK!!!!
"Yowww!!!" WHACK!!
"Ouch!!"
WHACK!!! "Owww!!" WHACK!! "OHH!!!" WHACK!!! "Shit!!"
WHACKK!!!!
"AHHHH!!!"
At first the paddling had actually felt kinda...
comforting, in a way. Sure it was pretty damn painful,
but with each stroke of the unyielding wood, she could
sense more and more of her guilt ebbing away.
Liberating! That's how it felt. But as the paddling
progressed it was getting to be a lot more than she'd
bargained for. Her poor butt already felt like it's on
fire, but still Lorelai continued to paddle her
unmercifully.
WHACK!!! "Owww!!"
WHACKK!!!! "AHHHH!!! Please!"
WHACK!!! "OHHH!!! No more!"
Lorelai couldn't help but feel a bit pleased with
herself when she heard her naughty daughter begging for
mercy. She knew it wasn't very nice of her, but she
just couldn't help it.
"I'll bet you're regretting asking me for a spanking
now, right Rory?" she stated smugly while delivering
another hard wallop across her daughter's pretty red
ass.
WHACKK!!!! "Yowwww!!! N-No... not r-really," Rory
stammered on the verge of tears. "I told you I deserved
a spanking and I was right. Just because it hurts and I
want it to stop, doesn't change that."
A tiny smile formed on Lorelai's lips. "Well, you're
certainly willing to suffer for your beliefs."
WHACK!!! "Ouchh!!"
'Rory of Arc,' Lorelai thought with a grin. 'But
instead of getting burned at the stake, her butt is the
only part of her anatomy catching fire.'
WHACK!!! "Owww!!"
WHACK!! "OH!!" WHACK!!! "Ahhh!!" WHACKK!!!! "AHHHH!!!"
WHACK!!!
"OHHH!!!"
WHACKK!!!! "Yowww!!! NO MORE PLEASE!!" Rory cried out,
her poor bottom feeling like it could spontaneously
combust at any moment now.
"Sorry, but it doesn't work that way, sweetheart,"
Lorelai sympathetically said, but delivering another
swat on Rory's red ass, nonetheless.
WHACK!!! "Ouchh!!!"
"A spanking, or paddling in this case, doesn't just end
because you think you've had enough!"
WHACK!!! "Ahhh!!"
"It stops when I, the parent, consider you to be
properly disciplined."
WHACK!!! "OHHHH!!"
"Because I'M the one who decides your punishment around
here, Rory," Lorelai (now fully into her new role of
strict disciplinarian) sternly said while swatting
Rory's bare bottom extra hard to hit the message home.
WHACKKK!!!!! "Owwwww!!!"
"Not you - ME!"
WHACKK!!!! "Ouchhh!! Mercy!"
"And before we finish here, I'm gonna make sure you
understand that."
WHACK!! WHACK!!! WHACKK!!!! "Ahhhhh!!! I get it - I
UNDERSTAND - Please no more, mommy!!" Rory whined,
sounding very much like a naughty 8-year-old girl
instead of the mature 17-year-old young woman she
actually is.
Ignoring her daughter's plaintive pleas, Lorelai
proceeded to give Rory's tender ass a final series of
whacks that would've even satisfied her strict parents.
When she finally finished, Rory was lying limply across
the back of the couch, crying softly. The young
brunette's pretty face was almost as red as her well-
punished ass. And not only had she kicked off her
panties early on, but sometime during the paddling
Rory's shirt had slipped off as well without her even
noticing it, leaving her pretty much naked.
Putting the paddle down on a nearby table, Lorelai took
a moment to admire the job she did on her beloved
daughter's bare behind. Rory's butt was literally
glowing red. Now that the rush she felt while paddling
her little girl's bare ass had passed, Lorelai was
feeling kinda shocked at the damage she did to that
previously unblemished perfect bottom. 'Wow!
Apparently, Rory was right about me holding a
grudge...'
And Rory had also been right about this being a great
way to get rid off her anger. She was once again
experiencing that familiar feeling of almost
overwhelming love for her intelligent, beautiful,
brave, wonderful daughter.
"It's okay, sweetie," Lorelai spoke softly in Rory's
ear while comfortingly stroking her sobbing daughter's
bare back. "Your punishment is over now."
"It is?" Rory asked, looking up hopefully. "So you're
feeling no more resentment... we're really okay?"
"Yup!" Lorelai grinned, and gave her daughter a warm
hug. "We're good again."
Despite the pain she was still in, a brilliant smile
broke out on the youngest Gilmore girl's face. Still
blissfully unaware about her state of undress, Rory
threw her arms around her beloved mother and hugged her
back as tightly as she was capable of. They remained
locked in this tight embrace for about half a minute...
then Rory was painfully reminded of her burning
buttocks.
Lorelai looked on with a mixture of sympathy and
amusement as her daughter's eyes suddenly grew wide and
she frantically started to rub her red behind.
Feeling pretty shy about her still-developing teenaged
body, Rory wasn't in the habit of walking around naked
in the house like Lorelai often did. So it's been a
while since Lorelai saw her little girl naked, but she
was sure getting an eyeful of her beautiful daughter's
young charms at the moment!
Without the slightest hint of her usual modesty, the
youngest Gilmore girl hopped around the living room
bare-assed naked, frantically rubbing her throbbing red
butt. It was rather an adorable sight, really... and
also quite erotic, Lorelai ruefully acknowledged, as
she watched Rory's firm round B-cup breasts bounce
around unrestrained while also getting a good look at
the small patch of soft-looking fur surrounding her
daughter's little virgin slit. 'I'll bet that our young
handsome Dean, or that punk Jess, would give anything
to see Rory like this.'
After jumping around like she's auditioning for the
part of the Eastern Bunny and rubbing her butt for
several minutes, the fire in Rory's ass slowly subsided
to a relatively tolerable level. Somewhat relieved, the
young brunette stopped her frantic hopping & rubbing.
Looking around, Rory noticed that her mom was staring
at her with an amused expression on her face. And
that's when Rory finally became aware that she was
totally naked.
Letting out a little shriek, Rory swiftly shielded her
breasts with her left arm while simultaneously covering
her pussy with her right hand. Lorelai almost lost it
when she saw this and had to cover her mouth to stifle
her laughter.
"This ISN'T funny, mom," Rory said, blushing furiously
as she tried to shield her naked charms from her
mother's eyes.
"I'm sorry, honey, but it kinda IS," Lorelai countered
with a grin.
Rory shot her mother a dirty look, but after a few
seconds she somewhat grudgingly smiled as well as she
became aware of how silly she looked standing bare-
assed naked in the living room trying to cover herself
up.
'Oh, what the hell... She's already seen everything I
have, anyway.'
Sighing in exasperation, Rory gave up on trying to
cover herself and let her hands drop to her sides.
Standing completely exposed, once again, she noticed
that Lorelai kept looking unabashed at her naked form.
'She could at least *pretend* to look away!' she
thought with a pout.
Lorelai knew she was embarrassing her daughter by
staring at her in her current unclothed condition, but
she couldn't make herself look away - Rory just looked
so darn adorable, standing there in her birthday suit
with her red spanked behind and that cute little pout
on her face.
"How does your little butt feel, sweetie?" Lorelai
questioned. She already pretty much knew the answer to
that question, but she needed something to break the
ice.
Rory's eyes narrowed slightly. 'How does she *think* my
butt feels?'
"It hurts like hell," the teenager answered truthfully.
Lorelai issued her daughter a sympathetic look. "Yeah,
I kinda figured it would... I could rub some cold cream
on it, if you'd like?" she offered.
Rory's face lit up. "That would be cool," she replied
with a smile.
"Exactly," Lorelai grinned. "And you could use some
coolness on your butt right about now... I think I have
a jar of cold cream in my handbag."
Searching through her bag, Lorelai swiftly found what
she was looking for and pulled out a small jar. "Here
it is!" she called out, while raising the tiny
container triumphantly in the air like a trophy she'd
just won.
Sitting down on the couch again, Lorelai patted her
lap. "Okay, honey, lie down across my lap and let's see
if we can cool off your butt a bit."
Rory eagerly complied and stretched her naked body out
across her mother's lap, wriggling back and forth a bit
until she was positioned perfectly... for a spanking,
actually, but also just right for her mom to rub some
cooling ointment on her burning bottom.
Gazing down at her daughter's bare ass, Lorelai briefly
marveled at the unexpected turn her boring evening of
watching TV had taken. 'This is WAY more interesting
than that Blossom marathon I was watching.'
Smiling to herself, Lorelai scooped out a big dollop of
cold cream and began applying it to her daughter's
butt. Rory flinched briefly when the cold cream came in
contact with her hot ass, but she gradually relaxed
when her mom started rubbing it tenderly into her skin.
And after a while, she even let out a satisfied moan as
the soothing ointment worked its magic on her sore
butt.
"Ohhhh... that feels nice," Rory sighed happily.
"Happy to oblige, honey," Lorelai replied; listening
amused to her daughter's happy little moans.
Rory had subconsciously parted her thighs during her
mom's ministrations.
Lorelai smirked when her sharp eyes detected drops of
telltale moisture coating her daughter's little slit.
'Rory's really full of surprises these days... I wonder
if this is a result of the ass-paddling or the ass-
rubbing.'
After making sure she'd coated every inch of her little
girl's spanked ass with cold cream, Lorelai gave Rory's
butt a friendly pat. "Finished, sweetie," she
cheerfully announced.
"Already?" Rory mumbled drowsily. She'd felt so
comfortable and at ease lying across her mom's lap,
she'd almost fallen asleep.
"Well, I did spend a good 15 minutes rubbing ointment
on your cute little butt," Lorelai noted. "That should
be plenty, I think."
"Yeah, I guess so," Rory replied while climbing
(somewhat reluctantly) off her mother's lap. Having
pretty much given up on modesty this evening, Rory
stretched her naked body while yawning softly. Her eyes
then fell upon the large living room mirror and she
walked over to it and turned around, looking back
across her shoulder.
"Wow! You sure gave it to me good, mom," Rory observed,
bending over a bit as she inspected her red behind in
the full length mirror.
"Yeah, not bad for a beginner," Lorelai casually
responded while observing her daughter's naked antics
with an amused smile. 'Yup, full of surprises my little
girl... Not that long ago, she wouldn't even let me see
her tits... and now she's walking around bare-assed
naked right in front of me without even the slightest
hint of embarrassment! Way to go, Rory!'
"That's putting it mildly - I'll bet I won't be able to
sit comfortably for several days," Rory said with a
fascinated look on her face as she carefully placed her
hands on her still hot-to-the-touch buttocks.
"You'd probably win that bet," Lorelai grinned. 'I'm
not exactly sure what's going on with her, but I sure
hope it lasts. I don't think it's possible to love my
daughter more than I already do, but I definitely find
her more entertaining.'
Having finished with the damage assessment of her
spanked behind, Rory skipped over to the couch to
retrieve her lost clothes. But even after a
surprisingly long search, she was only able to find one
article of clothing: her t-shirt - as it turned out
Lorelai was sitting on it. This, of course, resulted in
a lengthy argument between the two Gilmore girls
whether or not Lorelai knew she was sitting on her
daughter's shirt while a very naked Rory was turning
the living room upside down looking for it.
Lorelai denied any involvement in T-shirtgate.
Once again wearing her comfy XXL t-shirt, Rory made one
final valiant attempt to find her lost panties. After
shooting her mom a suspicious look (which Lorelai
countered with the most innocent look she could
manage), the teenager started crawling around the
living room floor searching for her favorite pair of
panties.
But when she still had no luck finding anything after a
lengthy 15 minutes search during which her t-shirt kept
riding up, causing her to inadvertently flash her bare
butt & beaver at her watchful mom, Rory decided to give
up. 'I'm sure my panties will turn up eventually.'
Slowly getting up, Rory wiped the dust of her knees and
(ignoring that slightly annoying smirk on her mother's
face) considered her next move. She could just get a
fresh pair of panties from her room, but after giving
this some thought decided not to bother with it. As
long as she doesn't crawl around on the floor, her long
t-shirt covered her privates pretty well, and besides:
even a thin layer of cotton pressing against her sore
bottom would be too uncomfortable right now.
"If you're no longer busy with your panties-quest, why
don't you come sit with me and we can watch the final
episodes of the Blossom marathon together," Lorelai
offered, patting invitingly on the couch-seat beside
her.
'That actually sounds pretty good,' Rory decided. Even
though she was getting kinda tired now, she didn't want
to miss this opportunity to bond with her mom after
spending the last two weeks apart.
Grabbing the bowl of chips from the table, Rory
snuggled on the couch next to Lorelai and they started
watching the sitcom together, occasionally commenting
on Blossom's crazy outfits.
"You know, I've missed the two of us hanging out like
this," Rory confessed during a commercial break.
"Me too, sweetie," Lorelai replied, putting an arm
around her daughter's shoulder. "That self-imposed
grounding & early bed-time of yours put a real crimp on
our mother/daughter time."
Rory nodded thoughtfully. "I was thinking... that maybe
we could alter the terms of that punishment."
"Huh?" Lorelai said, honestly confused. 'What
punishment? Didn't we just settle this?'
"Instead of spending the remaining 5 months and 2 weeks
being grounded with no TV, music, and not allowed any
non-educational reading, you could just... spank me
every week for the remainder of those six months," Rory
explained.
"Just like you did today, although not as hard, I
hope," she added as an afterthought.
Lorelai had listened with growing amazement to her
daughter's strange (and very unnecessary) suggestion,
and was about to ensure Rory that this one paddling had
been plenty of punishment, and that she'd been
absolutely 100% forgiven for missing her graduation.
But something stopped her before she could say the
words... a quick flashback of Rory bend across the back
of the couch, her cute bare butt up in the air
receiving a thorough paddling, coloring those bouncy
cheeks a nice rosy-red. A very enticing sight, she had
to admit. And part of her didn't want this to be a
onetime event. And besides... perhaps Rory had been
right all along about her being a bit lax when it comes
to discipline... in which case she had some catching up
to do.
So instead she said, "Sure, honey. If that's what you
want..."
It almost broke Lorelai's heart to see the grateful
smile on her beloved daughter's face as she agreed to
transform Rory's non-existent grounding into a weekly
spanking for the next 25 weeks, or so.
'Hey, *she* suggested it - not me!' Lorelai reasoned
with her nagging conscience.
"Thanks, mommy," Rory smiled while enveloping Lorelai
in a warm hug.
"You're welcome, sweetheart."
Her conscience be damned! Lorelai was already looking
forward to next Saturday.
The End
©2005 by Oric13 - Email: Oric13@xs4all.nl
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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