Choose Your Own Spanking
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(****, ?/?, Edgy, Could contain anything.)

This is an interactive story where you get to choose how the story progresses. (Approximately 452 words. Originally published 1998-02.)

You take the short walk over to Eric's house and let yourself through the back gate. His room is a converted garage off from the main house so the only access is from the back. But the room is dark and repeated knocks do nothing, so you wander toward the main house. As you cautiously peer through the living room picture window, yourself hidden behind a large leafy plant at the corner, you freeze in astonishment.

Eric is inside alright, but you suddenly understand why he did not want you to come over. He is standing in the living room with his hands on his head. He is naked from the waist down. His father stands behind him wielding a large, vicious-looking leather strap in his right hand. Every ten or twenty seconds his arm swings down and the strap slices through the air and even outside you cringe at the loudness of the slap of leather against bare flesh. Eric's bottom and upper thighs are already completely covered solid pink with dark red blotches in places and streaks of thin welts, but other than visibly wincing at each blow, he makes no sound that you can hear.

You watch as he takes four or five of these sharp blows, and then at orders from his father goes and stands in the corner, naked bottom on display. You are quite shocked that Eric is getting a whipping at his age, and such a thorough whipping at that. Your own bottom tingles at the thought of that strap caressing it, and you can't help but wonder what it feels like.

As you wait for Eric to finish his corner time, you notice several objects on the dining room table but you cannot quite make them out. The first you can definitely tell is a wooden hairbrush. Next to it looks like a large wooden paddle, similar to the kinds fraternity groups use in initiation rites. Eric's father has set the strap down next to that and there is something to the right of the strap but you cannot see what it is in your position. Obviously these are the instruments of Eric's discipline.

Curiosity burns inside you to see what other weapons of punishment have been laid out for poor Eric, so you assess your position. If you move to the right and cross the grassy open area you can put yourself up against the right side of the window and have a much better view. Should you risk it?

With a deep breath you:

1. Dash across the open area to the new position [Go to 44]

2. Remain where you are [Go to 45]