A few random phrases that have crossed my mind lately – none forming part of a wider fantasy, but each of which I jotted down as hot in its own right.
I thought you might enjoy them, and would welcome any ideas on the scenarios for each:
- “The punishment hadn’t taken long to administer, but it would take her an eternity to forget.”
- “Would he fuck her to make it better, or fuck her to make it worse?”
- “Yes, they’ll be able to hear you. No, they won’t come to your help.”
- “Any girl convicted of a criminal offence shall, at the sole discretion of the Headmaster, be either expelled from the school or caned on the bare with a minimum of twelve strokes at a school assembly. “
A _minimum_ of twelve strokes?!
*hides*
One and four would be the easiest for me to build a story around as they’re in my typical sort of genre…three would get me in trouble, though I have a story in mind for it as well. As for two, that one would be the most difficult, but ultimately the most rewarding as it is outside my comfort zone. I may be inspired to work on some of these with a short word constraint. đ
Minimum is so much nicer of a word than maximum in this context.
All beautiful sayings, that capture the mind of a female that is about to be corporally punished, and severely.
As for #3,
As he escorted her into the room, the two men following took up positions on either side of the door. The man who had preceded them, said, “All clear, Sir”, and closed the door as he left. Suddenly, it dawned on her.
âYes, theyâll be able to hear you. No, they wonât come to your help.â
I need to do a bit of polishing to the story, but I used #3. Rather squirmy knowing someone can hear every bit of a poor girl’s punishment.
I’m rather torn though about what to do with the ending/epilogue. It went edgier than normal for me.
âBut your menâŚâ she began desperately.
âYes, theyâll be able to hear you. No, they wonât come to your help,â he acknowledged.
âPlease, donât let them listen. Iâll die of shame.â Wendy insisted.
âI am their Captain. Hearing your punishment as it happens will allow my men to know that you belong to me and me alone. Itâs a small humiliation, but youâll be a good girl and bear it for me.â