DISCLAIMER: The following story if fictional group of random thought particles from the recesses of my mind. There is no intentional similarities between the characters in the stories and real (or so they thing) persons, of the past, currently alive, or yet to be born. So I make sole claim on these electrons, though they can be cloned freely as long as the message remains intact, and no attempt to uses it to gain the favour of the minor deity known as money. The random stream of semi-conscious though contains a depiction of a child being spanked by another child. If such things offends carefully cultured sensibilities, or you have yet reached the rank of major in what you think is society, then please recycle these electrons to save bandwidth sooner than possible.
—Rogue (whose existence has yet to be disproved)
If You Go Down to the Woods To Day... (f/m, con)
Part II of The Cauldron
We join again Sophie and her Mother again later that Thursday night. Sophie snuggles down in her bed as her mother pulls up the sheets and plants a kiss on her forehead. "Night sweetheart, don't let the bed bugs bite."
Sophie giggles and replies "If they do I'll bite back". With that her mother leaves the room and turns out the light; leaving Sophie to settle down and let sleep take over. Her senses, now with no active input, heighten and she once again feels the slight residual sting in her posterior from earlier that day. Sophie rolls on to her stomach, unconsciously slipping her hand under her nightgown to rub the sting as her thoughts again turn back to Billy. "Billy's game of hot/cold that he has been playing against me. Lead to get this spanking" she thinks to herself, "how can I get even with him", she ponders then a grin spreads across her face as she drifts of to sleep letting her dreams elaborate on the idea that brought that grin her face.
The next day at lunch break Sophie carefully waits until Billy was apart from his friends to set her plans into motion. She walks up and says "Hi Billy."
Billy looks around him before replying carefully "umm, Hi Sophie, what's up?"
"I was just wondering what you were doing tomorrow. I mean other than coming over for the Barbecue in the evening with your folks."
Bill feeling a bit more comfortable as Sophie seams to be taking yesterday's, stunt, in stride. "No plans at the moment, why?"
"I was just wondering if you wanted go on a hike and a picnic lunch, so we can spend some time together; Away from those idiots of you call friends, so they aren't going mess things up."
Excellent, Billy thinks to himself she still wants to be friends and understands that it's just not cool for me to be seen with her by my classmates. "Sure, sounds like fun. Where shall we go?"
"I was thinking of taking the trail in hills on the edge of town, the one with the clearing next to the swimming hole, the one that is not much used now the at school pool is available after hours."
"Ok, if that's so, perhaps I should meet you at your places at 10 so we have time for a swim before lunch?"
"Great, meet you then."
With that said, the clanging of the bell sends them scurrying to their respective classes. "Now that wasn't so hard" Sophie though to herself, "considering Billy a sucker for the outdoors, and it will give us some privacy."
Saturday rolls around and we once again join Sophie in the Kitchen. But this time making up sandwiches and packing them into a backpack. Sophie's Mum walks in "Hey, What's up with all the sandwiches? Mrs Snitcherson and Roger are coming over for lunch, in a couple of hours. I do not want you to spoil your apatite."
"Mummy," Sophie whines "I promised Billy to go hiking and a picnic with him today, and he'll be here soon."
"I thought you two were fighting?"
"Umm.. Well, this is part of making up, this is this trip is."
"Well, can you two wait till Roger gets here and take him with you?"
"But that will spoil; things"
Her mother sighs an relents as Billy turns up on his bike and he's backpack already to go. "Ok, But tell me where you two are going."
"Just up to the old swimming hole"
"Ok just be back by 4 O'clock"
Sophie puts the wrapped sandwiches in her own pack and rushes out the door. "Billy quickly put your bike around the side and let's move it. Unless of course you want Roger Snitcherson to come on this hike."
"Not that, that, dweeb would want to go, but we better move just in case"
Billy wheels his bike around into the backyard and they take off to enjoy the brilliant summers day, Sophie, with an extra bounce in her step for avoiding the unexpected complication to her plan that Roger would have presented.
After arriving at their destination and having had a pleasant swim, the pair ate their packed lunch under the shade of a willow tree still in their swim suits. Sophie judge the time was right to begin the next phase of her plan.
She flops back onto the cool grass staring up though the branches and with a sigh pronounces "You know Billy, you actually fun to be around when your not being a jerk for the benefit of those knuckle-drags you call friends."
Taken slightly off guard he replies "umm I'm sorry about the other day, it just the guys can't understand any possible reason to want to hang out with a girl, and start giving me grief if I'm seen being friendly with you."
Sophie holds her smile inwards as Billy provides he with the opening she was looking for, and outwardly puts on a frown. "Cause you grief?! What about the grief you caused me? Billy Badgers, do you realized I got a bare bottom spanking with the hairbrush because you got my uniform all muddy? And you know how hard my Mum can spank!"
Billy shifts uncomfortably "Yah, I do. Look I'm reallllly sorry; I didn't mean to get in trouble. Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?"
Sophie pretends to think over the request, "Welllll, I suppose there is one way for us to be even stevens, but I doubt you sorry enough to want to, considering how much you where laughing with the other ad my ruined uniform'"
Feeling even worse Billy rallies to his own defence "I'll do anything, I'm man enough to live up to the consequences of my mistakes."
Hearing the words she was hoping for goes for the kill "Well, the only way, would be for me to give you an equal spanking, sort of passing it along, but I don't have Mum's hairbrush here, and there no way would it be equal if I only use my hand, now would it?"
Billy thinks about it he doesn't like the sound of getting a spanking equal to what Mrs Wittica can give with that hairbrush, not again, but he just admitted if he don't own up, he's saying he a wimp. Though even with spanking tool he doubts Sophie could spank as hard as her Mum. "Problem is if we go get her hairbrush we probable won't get a chance to use it with Roger around, then with everyone at the Barbecue later, we would have to do it now, not that I don't want it to be equal, fair's fair after all."
"Humm, your right, it's now or never." Sophie looks up and pretends she just realized something "You know what some nursery rhymes mention being spanked with a willow switch, I'll use one of these branches as a switch, that way it will be sort of fair, though it bee pushing it after all these look thin on soft compared the hard back of the hairbrush, but it'll have to do close enough to fairs fair right?"
Billy following her reasoning and thinking himself lucky, "yah it's close enough to fair if you ok with it the difference, that is."
"It'll have to do, as you said now or never, "while think to herself that she just scored, admitting to herself from what she read they not equal is true, the switch is much worse, even if she's not as strong as her Mum, the switch isn't about strength, but out loud she asked "pass me your pocket knife I'll find a suitable branch for a switch, while you look for something to lay over, you're too big for my lap."
She goes over in her mind what the stories said makes a good switch, and cuts off a relatively straight and flexible not droopy branch, and de-leaves it before dropping the knife with Billy's clothes, and looks around to find him sitting on a nearby fallen tree.
"A spot like this?" he asks her.
"Yah looks perfect. Now why don't you turn around and bend over it?" she says as she walks over to him.. "Scoot your butt up a little, ah that about right" she declares as he complies.
"Umm how many are you going to give me?" Billy asks with a little trepidation.
"You know as well as I do, a proper spanking is over when it's over, not when a certain count has been reached, speaking of which..." She adds as she grabs his swimming in both hands and bulls them down "a proper spanking is also done on the bare, and I got a proper spanking 'cause of you."
Sophie than gave the switch a test flick, and decided to shorten it a little bit by movie her hand, the repeated the test, noticing Billy clench in response, and gives herself a self satisfied smile. This revenge is going to be so sweet she though as she took careful aim. She brought the switch back and brought it down with a flick.
Billy tensed didn't know what hit him as he let out a strangled cry, what ever he though to himself he was expecting, this sure wasn't it. He can't remember experiencing anything more excruciating than this is his young life, and this was from a girl his own age! What had he gotten himself into? What every it was it to late to back out now, honor would not allow it.
Meanwhile Sophia was pleasantly startled on how effective a response her first, of planned many, stroke had been perhaps she should not need as many as she though to get Billy to cry, well any way the stories says you meant to make parallel lines, like train tracks, lets see if I can do that, and with another swish and flick she makes contact, but more like a V then train track, I'll just have to try again, swish/flick, and again swish/flick one after another trying to get at least one proper train track with her aimed target, so intent on that goal she stopped pay attention to Billy's reactions.
Billy wished on the other hand he could loose himself in the mantra he was build of "She's a girl my age, I'm a boy, I can take it, fairs fair, a spanking isn't over till it'd over, she's a girl my age..." but the stinging agony as stroke after stroke landed on his exposed posterior was too strong to be shut out by his how ever heartfelt mantra. He grabbed hold tight of the trunk so the blows that seam to be randomly with no rhythm land on his backside and top of his legs did not cause him to jerk out of position, cause he knows Sophie knows that means starting over, and that to be avoided, anyway she's just a girl my age...
Neither of them noticed when Billy started bawling, until Sophie exasperated with not being able to get two line in a row to match up snaps "Oh stop wiggling I can't aim properly with you wiggle"
To which Billy's anguished sobs try to string together a replay to the effect that he's sorry he try to stay still, just don't start over" the pitiful tone in his voice caused her to pause long enough to actually notice his balling, and the welted mess she had made of the backside, of someone who was meant to be her friend, some who readily agree to make amends for a punishment that he had little to truly do with causing. She quickly threw the switch into the stream, and gave Billy a reverse hug has you lay over the log.
"Is it over, is it even stevens?" he manages to sniffle after a while.
"Oh yes it's over, very over Billy,..But perhaps you should put you track pants on instead of your swim trucks, so that um, so that um you don't get in trouble, as we are settled between us, no reason to let on ok?"
"Ok Sophie, and I will try not to be mean to you, anymore even of my other friends are around."
With that the pair gets ready and departs and a rather gingerly pace back the Wittica home to the planned evening's barbeque.
