The Spanking Machine- fiction, 18+ NSFW

Hello, my naughty friends,

This story is a bit unlike the spanking stories you are used to seeing from me.  Typically, I keep things rather light and simple…focusing on the most important parts… a naughty girl receiving a well-earned spanking for her misbehavior!  Well, there is a naughty girl in this story, and of course, plenty of spanking action to come… but I challenged myself to dig a bit deeper this time around and focus more on character development, etc.

Oh, and there is a spanking machine…who hasn’t fantasized about that?

XOXO,

nora

PS This one’s for you, Franz!

The Spanking Machine

At fifteen, Cassie’s life had been turned upside down.  One minute her life had been cheerleading and college prep, and the next she was shipped off to Michigan to live with an elderly aunt.  The unspeakable tragedy that led to this change in Cassie’s circumstances was the drunk driving accident that took the lives of both her parents.  In less than thirty seconds, Cassie’s life changed forever. 

In Michigan, Cassie was lost in anger and grief.  She became an unpaid caretaker for her Aunt Sharon, rather than the other way around.  Instead of being able to focus on her goals and her schooling, or even…just healing herself, Cassie was changing adult diapers and cleaning house.  She began self-medicating with pills she pilfered from her aunt, and soon she was barely attending school.  The dreams that had once seemed within her grasp began to slip away out of reach. 

Her new group of friends kept the loneliness at bay.  None of them aspired to much and she picked up a few bad habits.  She found that she was rather talented with graffiti.  While her friends tagged old buildings with nonsensical phrases and symbols, Cassie would return to the same site several times, creating elaborate pieces.  She knew it was risky returning to the scene of the crime, but her graffiti art became a mode of self-expression.  It was the only time of day she felt connected to herself.

On a quiet Thursday evening, lost in her artwork, Cassie failed to notice that a car had pulled up a ways down the street, lights off.  She was startled to find a flashlight suddenly in her face.  The police officer was kind but firm with her and escorted her to his patrol car.  She was arrested for vandalism.  He had been tracking her for some time as he’d realized that this particular vandal often returned to tag the same site multiple times.  Now he had the talented culprit.

In the back seat of a police car, terrified of what would become of her, her parent’s faces flashed before her eyes.  Tears streamed down her face.  Her father would be so disappointed in her behavior. 

As it was late, she was escorted to the overnight holding cell.  Having just turned 18, she was in with the other adult women.  She kept her distance and prayed for the sun to come up quickly. 

In the morning, she was told that a lawyer had been appointed to her and that she would be presented to the court mid-afternoon.  When she finally met with her appointed lawyer, the woman explained Cassie’s options.  She didn’t have many as she had been caught red-handed. 

“Given your age, however, you do qualify for a newly funded program,” her lawyer told her.  “But I doubt you would be interested.”

“Would it keep me out of jail?” Cassie asked, hopeful.

“Yes, it would.  But believe me, it’s no picnic.”

“What is it?” Cassie asked, willing to do just about anything to get another shot at getting her life back on track.  She would never pick up another can of spray paint again!

“Well,” her lawyer answered slowly. “It is a new program for 18-21 year olds…not quite children, not quite adults yet.  It is an alternate program to serving jail time.”

Cassie stared at her lawyer, hopeful.

“It is a rehabilitation program, Cassie,” her lawyer finally said.  “Basically, you would have to submit to corporal punishment.  By doing so, you would be released on probation.  You would also be assigned a mentor in the community.  However, you should know, if you get in trouble again anytime soon…it is straight to jail, missy.”

Cassie took this in.  Corporal punishment?  Like, a spanking?

She dared ask the question.

“Yes, Cassie.  Should you choose this option, the Judge will sentence you to a spanking.  And believe me, I have witnessed a few of these and it is no joke.  If you choose to do this, you will be taught quite the lesson, mark my words.  But…it would keep you out of jail.”

A spanking.  It had been so long.

It seemed like a lifetime ago.  Her parents were believers in spankings.  In fact, for as long as she could remember, it had always been a trip over her Daddy’s knee when she misbehaved.  Anything from talking back to earning poor marks had once earned her a sore bottom.  Her Daddy’s spankings always made a strong impression on her, and she tried very hard to behave herself.  But that was back then…

“I’ll do it,” Cassie said, her voice low but steady.

Her lawyer looked surprised.

“If you are sure…”

Cassie nodded resolutely.  “I am sure.”

Hours later, in the courtroom, Cassie felt less sure as she heard the procedure explained to her.  Should she opt to participate in the rehabilitation program, she would be soundly disciplined by a newly installed spanking machine.  She blushed as the judge stated that her spanking would be applied to bare skin, and in her mind’s eye she remembered that terrible moment when she was made to lower her panties for a spanking over Daddy’s knee.  She teared up.  Onlookers thought she was frightened of the Judge’s words, but her tears were the pain of memories from the past.

She was also informed that her spanking would be fairly public, with her lawyer, judge, and bailiff all in attendance as witnesses.  Should she proceed, she would be placed on probation, and have weekly meetings with a mentor in the community for six months.

Did she wish to proceed?

She did.  She signed the necessary paperwork and was promptly escorted by the bailiff to a private room. 

There, she was made to wait until a female guard was available.  She was ordered to strip completely.  The guard checked her mouth, her hair, and patted her down.  Her face turned beet red as she was made to bend over and spread her bottom cheeks apart. 

“Further, please,” the guard said sternly.

Cassie obeyed, spreading her cheeks as far apart as she could.  The guard had her maintain that position for nearly 30 seconds.  When she was finally allowed to release her cheeks and stand, she could no longer look the guard in the eye.  She stared submissively at the floor.

The guard handed her a white tank top and white panties and told her to get dressed.  She then led a contrite, nervous Cassie to the next room.  Cassie gulped when she saw what was waiting for her.

The spanking machine.

Her mouth went dry as she took in the bench that she would be made to lean over.  The straps there no doubt were intended to hold her in place, eliminating any chance of her wiggling out of her punishment.  On the wall hung a series of implements.  She gulped as she noted a wooden paddle.  Daddy had always reserved his paddle for her most serious of infractions.  She had feared that paddle and had always done her very best to avoid behaviors that might lead to its application on her bare behind.  How she wished she had behaved herself this time. 

Through the glass, she saw her lawyer, the judge, and the bailiff from earlier.  She blushed heavily knowing they would watch her shame, that they would see her spanked soundly like a misbehaving child receiving her comeuppance.

The guard led her to the spanking bench.  She motioned for Cassie to bend over.  Cassie obeyed without a fuss, knowing that she had earned this spanking.  Her heart raced as the guard fastened her wrists in place.  It had been explained to her earlier that this was for her own safety, to keep her from putting her hands in the way.  She remembered how Daddy would sometimes grip her wrists tightly in his and spank her soundly with his other hand when she had tried to interfere with her discipline.

She was now face down and bottom up over the spanking bench.  Her bottom stuck out prominently.  The guard set about restraining the backs of her knees with a thick strap, and then her ankles.  And then, without warning, the guard lowered her panties to mid-thigh leaving her bare and ready for discipline.

Cassie let out a small cry, one of humiliation and regret.  How she wished she hadn’t earned a spanking.  She pledged to herself to be a good girl from now on.  She didn’t ever want to find herself in this shameful position again!

A noise over at the wall caught her attention.  Her heart caught in her throat as the guard removed a small leather strap from the wall. 

It was time for her spanking to begin.

To be continued….

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  1. Oh, nora, thank you, this is fantastic! The development creates an intriguing setting for this spanking machine encounter, and many a time I’ve entertained the idea of an alternative sentencing program for adult misdemeanor offenses. This has all the ingredients. As much as I sympathize with her plight, I look forward to Cassie’s correction and rehabilitation. XO

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  2. This character’s deeper story has legs Nora! I would like to climb more into her thought processes, what she’s actually thinking and feeling in the moment, first person dialogue as opposed to 3rd person narration, especially in the early section. I loved the build up, the back story was brief but informative until we get to her graffiti. I would like to explore her wall art just a little bit and see what’s going on in her mind. What is she saying on that wall? Her pieces are art not just scribble. What’s going on in her head when she paints? Pad her out a little in the earlier stages and draw the reader into her world so we feel like we are walking through it with her. We know about her pain but at the moment we can’t feel her pain, it’s just a little too distant.
    Sorry darling, I know this is a short story and there are only so many aspects that really need to be covered, but you have a strong female character here who’s story could be built upon and not skimmed over.

    I really like this story Nora, I appreciate you have kept the lead up to the spanking necessarily short, the background process has been well thought out and displayed in order to get us to the main event. Brilliant idea, 18 -21 year olds receiving CP instead of jail time which is a one way ticket to a ruined life in most cases.
    I’m truly not criticising here Nora, this is just my own personal opinion, I hope it comes across as a constructive critique. You are a wonderful writer and I have often wondered what a deeper work from you would read like. Your mind is full of wonderful ideas, you have the ability to take us on an unexpected journey with twists and turns we aren’t prepared for. I would really enjoy seeing you take this story and make it a much longer piece.
    There is a severity to the piece that doesn’t normally appear in your writing. I really enjoyed that aspect of this section.
    As an aside, something I do quite frequently is write separate monologues for characters I am working on. No one ever reads those monologues, they are for me to climb inside my character’s mind and find out how they think, what makes them tick. The idea for a character is the simple bit, making them become a real person is the tricky bit. Humanising them is even harder and then they have to have a redeemable quality. A monologue piece gives me those missing pieces. It makes it easier for the character to tell me their story when the time comes to write them in to a piece, I already have their background noise in my head. Karla is a fine example of this, her monologue was front and centre in my mind when I sat down to write her series. She took me over to tell me her naughty secrets and I had a birds eye view of the inside of her mind. She became ‘real’ for the time I was working with her story.
    Forgive me Nora, I have waxed on today! This story grabbed my imagination (in case you couldn’t tell :P) I thoroughly enjoyed this first section, I am delighted to see the spanking machine appear in one of your stories, it is a wonderful piece of kit that serves a great purpose! It’s use in this story is absolutely perfect. I can’t wait to read the next part! ♥ xx

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    1. LOL…gemma, my dear… I feel like I am back in the classroom! I really appreciate all the support and suggestions. While I tend to keep my naughty stories brief and more to the point (get to the sex and spankings!), I promise you I do understand how to put a story together. It’s been awhile, but in a different time in my life I wrote fiction, rather than the academic drudgery I’ve been caught up in as of late. In any case, I do appreciate all the thought you put into this comment. If I were to explore each of these threads, I would no doubt have a much more enticing tale. But I hope you don’t mind, as one artist to another, that I am just going to stick to my own style 🙂 Much love, my friend XOXO

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      1. aww Nora, please don’t be offended, I know you know how to put a story together, it’s why I come back and read all your stuff each and every time you post. I am fascinated with the way your mind works!! I was so wrapped up in the possibilities of your character I got carried away with my comments! That in itself tells you (or should) how good your story is! I wanted to make her real! I hadn’t realised I had gone on for so long until I saw what I’d posted! I assure you I consider you to be one of the best writers I have had the pleasure of reading in a very long time, and always look forward to anything you post. My apologies for coming across as a classroom teacher! 😂🤣Never in this lifetime would I ever be able to carry off that role!! Much love gorgeous lady, once again, I apologise if you feel I stepped on your creative toes. It wasn’t my intention. I promise. ❤❤❤

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        1. Hugs you, tightly! I am not offended in the least, my friend… I am much tougher than that. I am glad you still enjoy my writings here, even if I do tend to keep things much less involved. LOL… you DID come off a bit professor’ish though… now I am inclined to picture you dressed in professional wear, high heels, holding a heavy wooden ruler and giving me THAT look…. Gulps. “Nora, we are going to motivate you to do better”…. Much love, my dear friend ❤ ❤ ❤

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            1. I quite like the idea of the professional wear, high heels and wearing THAT look though… I think I could definitely pull that off… Imagine the suit to be Cherry Red though, not navy or black! LOL!! I did teach a class of adults for a little while, creative writing advanced level, oh my … my temperament makes for a very bad tutor, I had little or no patience with the class I was running, given the level they were already supposed to have reached in their writing, I struggled to see how most of them had managed to get that far on the Course. I know the story goes that everyone has at least one book in them, but hell, some of those books should never see the light of day. Or at the very least not be inflicted on me! I only made it through one semester and I stepped down, citing imminent mental breakdown from the absolute drivel I was continually forced to read and remark politely on.
              Reading your stuff is always a breath of fresh air! I am so happy that you aren’t cross with me! 😀 Much love my gorgeous sexy friend!! ❤❤❤

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              1. I LOVE picturing you dressed that way, my sexy friend! I have no doubt you would completely rock that look. LOL….your comments on teaching have me doubled over in laughter!!! My students drive me nuts but I love em😘❤💋

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                1. The idea of standing in front of a class full of adults who all think they are the next Stephen King or JK Rowling fills me with absolute dread these days, but the worst ones were those who insisted that their work was the product of a lifetime of experience. Those particular ones would give me nightmares, because you just knew that they had mastered the art of purple prose and nothing else! One man started his first chapter with the sentence, ‘the inky black midnight blue sky hung its moon in the centre of its palette, its white light casting a glow as bright as daylight on the forlorn figure of a lone woman.” I have never forgotten the sentence nor his response when I asked him to explain how the night sky could be inky black, blue and white all at the same time. He told me I should learn to suspend disbelief… I told him… politely… that perhaps he could just say the darkness of the night sky was broken only by the glow of the moon… he thought that was boring and mundane and said his readers expected more of him. I lost the will to live around about then, we were barely 30 minutes into the class! I had another 2 hours to go before I could escape! Never again, I take my hat of to you Nora! You are indeed a fearless warrior queen! 🤣😂🤣💋💋

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                  1. LOL…well, I have never taught writing…that sounds like a crazy beast of a class! One of my favorite courses to teach is public speaking. The students come in terrified and I am able to help them build their confidence… I see so much growth in that course. I love it ❤

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                    1. Now that sounds so much more appealing than teaching adults they really don’t have a book in them the size of an Epic Saga akin to Lord of the Rings, but then have to try and encourage them to reach for a novella as a first step! I’m never stepping into a classroom again. I don’t look good in orange and my son said getting to the prison for crazy murderous writing teachers would be quite difficult for him as he doesn’t drive. I heartily concur! 😂🤣😂🤣😘

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    2. Gemma… I had to come back to this first comment you left me because something has been weighing on me. I realized that I WAS feeling defensive the morning that you wrote me this message and that I reacted rather immaturely. What I should have said to you was thank you for leaving me such a thoughtful comment on my work. Your comments are thorough and all of it resonates well and rings true to me. There IS a lot I could do with this character and I appreciate your interest in her development. There is something else that I would like to own as well, as I don’t want to misrepresent myself here. While I do hold advanced degrees in psychology and communication studies, I am a bit embarrassed to admit that I have never taken a creative writing course…ever. I read one book about 20 years ago on story line development, found myself annoyed, and decided to just do my own thing. LOL. I basically just write what feels good and have never worried about best practice, what everyone else is doing, etc. With that said… now that I have just finished up my PhD… I would like to focus on my writing by taking some writing courses, reading some books, etc. While I am not looking to open up my writing to critique here on WordPress (as I do this just for fun) it is entirely possible you may see me experimenting with different approaches in the future. And, I am very much open to any recommendations you might have on books about writing. So, there you have it my sexy friend… I apologize for being such a ninny. Thank you for being your awesome self, for being my friend here in kinky blog-o-sphere, and for putting up with my nonsense. Much love! XOXO

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      1. Awww Nora, I love you! Huge congratulations on finishing your PhD! No nonsense came across the pond my gorgeous friend and we may have read the same book on storyline development lol! Most of them annoy me too! Darling Nora you are a fabulously creative writer just as you are, no books are going to teach you what you instinctively already know. Follow your gut instinct on that one, it’s served you well so far. Never be embarrassed to admit you haven’t done a writing course either, neither have I, I just taught a few over the years because I was approached and I thought it might be fun. Trust me, I was wrong! I would be more than happy to go through my reading list and provide you with some titles that would be worth reading though. I’ll have a look through my books over the weekend. Thank you gorgeous lady for the lovely apology although it truly wasn’t necessary and for being the best sexy friend any naughty woman could ask for!
        By the way, Tom is back in touch…and back in the UK permanently…💋💖💖💖

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        1. Thank you for this beautiful response, my gorgeous friend. I sure love you and the connection we have made here. And I also have to say… WHAT????? I do hope you will share more on the Tom front… I cannot wait to hear about this….!!! XOXO

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          1. You might get a private email in the near future lol I’m not ready to put it on WP, we are very much still circling each other warily right now, but we are talking which is a step forward from where we were. We shall see… 💋💋💖

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                1. Of course, as the two of you have switched roles in the past… you might get a lot of emotional release from giving him a good application of the cane! Though we both know that you would benefit from a good spanking as well…. XOXO

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  3. I don’t think my constitutional law professor (a very boring subject) would agree with me on this one, but I think that this would be a great program. We have sort of the same idea with drug court in some cases. Where they say “You can go to jail. Or you can go to rehab and submit to drug tests for X amount of weeks.” That and when my “habits” got to be too bad I would have to submit to X amount of spankings and have my life scrutinized to the highest degree. So I feel Cassie. I’m excited to see how this story progresses maybe we get to meet the mentor 😉 😉

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  4. I finally had a chance to check out your blog and I wasn’t disappointed at all.
    Fantastic story so far. One if my favorite fantasies, the spanking machine.
    Awaiting anxiously for the next installment

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  5. This was totally hot. I love it. I want a spanking machine in my life! This reminds me of a fantasy I have had since I was young about a different kind of machine, which I will post about soon, but does for you through spanking what this would do for me through another avenue. What a wonderful, lively, and imaginative story. Well done.

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      1. I have not graduated to posting erotica on my blog yet as it is either too intimate (and personal with Mistress) or it is proper smut which I put behind a paywall. One day I will find the balance that you have found and write something light, amusing and sexy.

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  6. I love the background of this story, Nora, and would love to read more about Cassie, not only her spanking, but also her thoughts, and about the aunt, etc. In fact, I think what I am saying is that I hope you continue this series for some time, as I think you are onto something, my friend 🙂
    ~ Marie xox

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  7. Nora, this story is really first rate and I cannot wait to see the next instalment. You have written Cassie in such a sympathetic and believable way that I have such sympathy for her. I just know that this punishment will be a positive turning point in her life. Thank you

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    1. Well, hello Captain! Welcome to my blog…it is always nice to “meet” a new reader. And I want to thank you for your readership. I am so glad that you enjoyed reading this story. I too believe that this punishment will be a positive turning point in Cassie’s life. Part two to come soon 🙂 XOXO

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