Rogue's Weyr : "the Weyr is where the dragon is" -Brekke Rider of Gold Wirenth, Southern Weyr

Background: This story is set in the 28th century. Rejuvenation is common, and is used not only to extend life but as a punishment for criminal behavior. Melody is a fifty year old woman who was convicted of embezzlement last October. She was sentenced to three cycles from 6 to 12 years old. Like all convicted criminals, she is spending her first cycle(s) in the custody of 'spanko' parents, who are authorized, even encouraged to spank her as often as possible, AS WELL AS as often as she deserves...

Note: This story contains the NC spanking of a (physically) six year old girl. If you are under 18 or offended by such material DON'T READ IT AND GO AWAY!!!
   —Lurking Dragon


Aug. 5, 2748

Part 23 of Melody's Stories

It was a beautiful August afternoon, and Melody was playing on her swingset in back of the house when Mary Johnson, her 'Mommy' called her into the kitchen. It was only about 10:30, so Melody suspected she was going to get a spanking, but as any protest or resistance would only make things worse, she ran promptly inside.

Once there her Mommy gave her a quick hug, then sent her into the corner. She said "Melody, I'm afraid it's time for another spanking. You've been quite good recently, but you haven't been spanked today, and you ARE a Penitatas, so I'm afraid you're due one. Please go stand in the corner and think about what happens to naughty little embezzlers for the next ten minutes."

"O- okay, Mama, I will. I- I've tried to be good, but I know you have to spank me a lot as part of bein' a convict. But, please, I HAVE been good, not too hard? Please?"

"We'll see, Melody, but get your nose into the corner NOW."

Melody jumped over to the corner and put her nose right into it, her little sneaker's toes pressed firmly against both walls. As she stood there quietly she, as ordered, thought about how STUPID she'd been to let Donald talk her into 'borrowing' funds from the society to pay for his flamboyant lifestyle. If only she'd...but she'd have done ANYTHING for Donald, she'd loved him SO much...

Finally it was time, and Melody was called out of the corner. Mary had pulled out one of the breakfast table chairs and was sitting down on it. Mel obediently trotted over to her. Mary gently pulled her little girl close to her, between her legs. She smoothed Melody's hair and then let her hands drop down to her waist. She gently unbuttoned Mel's little green shorts and slid them down her legs to her ankles. Mel sobbed a bit at this evidence that her spanking was imminent.

Mary picked up the six year old penitent and gently set her face down over her closed knees. On the straight backed chair, this resulted in Melody being rather sharply bent over, her poor fanny raised up high, her pink cotton panties pointed at the ceiling, ready for her spanking.

"Now I want you to take your spanking like a big girl, Melody. I know you'll cry and wiggle, but don't you try to get away or cover up, do you hear me??"

"Y-yes Mommy. I'll try (sob)"

Mommy gave the little upthrust bottom a few gentle rubs, then applied the first spank to the thin fabric. <Spank> "Ow! <Slap> Yow! <Whap!> Ouch! Mama! <Spank> Ow! (sob) <Slap> Ow! (sniffle) <Splat!> Yeowch! Please! <Spank> Ow! Not so hard!"

"Oh, come on, Melody! <SPANK!> ("Yeeeow!") THESE aren't very hard spanks! Just wait until I take down your panties! Or would you rather I fetched down the hairbrush??"

"(sob) Nooo! Not the hairbrush!! I'll be good!"

"Then ask me nicely to take down your panties for the rest of your spanking. And ask me to spank you hard!! Go ahead, Mel!!"

"(Sniffle) Ohh! M-Mommy, I've been AWFUL naughty. W-would you please t-take down my pannies an' g-give me a g-good hard s-s-spankin' o-on my b-bare b-bottom, please?"

"Very nice, Mel." At this point, Mary began to slip little Melody's panties off of her bottom and right down to her knees. "I'd be happy to give my little girl the good, sound spanking she needs on her naughty little BARE BOTTOM!!" And Melody's spanking resumed, quite a bit harder than before.

<SPANK!> "Yeeow! <SLAP!> Oww! <SWAT!> Yeek! <SPANK!> Owiee! <SPLAT!> Mama!! <SMACK!!> Yeeaoww! <SPLAT!> Nooo! <SPANK!> (sob) <SPANK!> OWWWW! <SLAP!> Waaaaah!! nooo! <SPLAT!> Waaaaah! <SPANK!> NAAAAA! <SPLAT!> (sob) WAAAAAAAH!"

It didn't take very many spanks before Melody was crying and squirming like any naughty child getting a good spanking. But her Mommy continued to spank until Melody's little bare bottom was had a nice rosy flush all over it. Finally, the spanking ended and Mary set her daughter on her feet. Melody's pink panties fell straight to the floor as her little hands sped towards her bottom.

"MELODY!! No rubbing!!" Melody's hands leapt AWAY from her bottom like it was on fire. "SORRY, MOMMY!" She cried. She then stood still as Mary wiped her tears with a dishtowel.

"OK dear." Mommy picked up Melody as she stood up. As she carried her back over to the kitchen corner, she gave her bare fanny a few extra swats. Then she was pulling the high, wooden kitchen stool over to the corner. Melody sobbed as she realized that she'd be SITTING on the hard wood for her post-spanking corner time.

And soon her sore little bottom was planted firmly on the hard wooden stool, and she was sitting quietly with her face to the corner. The high stool left her feet over 50cm from the floor, forcing her to keep all her weight on her well-spanked bottom.

After a full hour in the corner, it was time for lunch. Mary had fixed peanut butter sandwiches, and she watched her little girl eat her lunch, already smiling and chatting away as usual. After ten months of frequent spankings, they were a routine, if painful and embarrassing, part of Melody's life.