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New Return Address: lurkdrag nym. Not very fast, but it works. 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 It is definitely abusive.
But this is driven by Severe spanking stories story Expanding on the above: This is an old nightmare of mine. It is really pretty extreme. If you are easily 'squicked' by stories of extreme severity, do NOT read this one. It's very squicky, but it does advance the plot. Diaspora had always been Melody's favorite holiday when she was growing up.
Maybe it shouldn't be counted a holiday at all, since the kids didn't actually get off school, but it was wonderful. By tradition, almost every child on the planet was taken on a special field trip that day. Diaspora is the celebration of the first faster than light flight of the Photon Racer, Earth's first vessel to break the lightspeed barrier. It is a celebration of science and technology in all its varied forms.
The schools are left all but empty on this wonderful day, as all the students visit museums, expositions, and displays. Sometimes older children are even taken to spend the night in another city, in a carefully supervised road trip. But it never would be again. It was bad enough for the 'soft time' Penitatas. While all the other children were off having adventures, the Soft Timers were seated together in a giant study hall in their school's library, set to work in groups on science and technology-related projects ased and to be completed Severe spanking stories same day.
The only unusual activity was that the groups were ased independently of age; six and seven year old first graders worked in the same teams as twelve and thirteen year old seventh graders on their projects. Elementary School handled gradesHigh School grades This division is mostly because it puts most Penitatas actually serving their sentences into Elementary school, while the majority of other rejuves will be in High School. The Kindern system is kept totally separate from the rejuve school system with very limited overlap for obvious reasons. Hard timers 'celebrated' technology in a very different way, and Melody knew that the 'high' point of her day would be an encounter with a SpankMasterthe latest and most sophisticated punishment machine yet developed.
These machines were not used very much on Earth, since she had a plentiful supply of people more than willing to care for and discipline her Penitatas. But they were quite popular on some of the outer colonies, where they were used to punish Penitatas who sometimes had to share one Mommy and Daddy between fifteen or twenty children.
Most people would rather have and raise their own kids than Penitatas, and some of the colonies didn't even require parenting s. But several thousand machines were kept around on Earth, and were trucked out to the playgrounds of all the Penitatas schools the day before Severe spanking stories, ready to thoroughly and impersonally punish all the poor little hard timers, and totally ruin their days.
Melody arrived at her home room class at eight, as usual. When she sat at her desk, the interface top lit up and informed her that her session with SpankMaster was scheduled for eight thirty, along with the first group of the day, and that she should start her asment until it was time. Her asment was simple. To take the stylus and start printing "I will be a good girl. Since Melody was still regaining her writing skills, this would be both painful and interminably dull. But she dutifully began her asment, and got over fifty lines done before her desk reminded her to go to the playground for her punishment.
The bright blue-green booths stood in rows all across the playground. Melody quickly noticed that they were in order, and located booth Despite the fact that several of the booths were already in use, Mel couldn't hear anything; the soundproofing was that good. Melody inserted the chip her teacher had given her, and the door opened. Down the row she saw Mrs. Garrett, the assistant principal, walking up and down the rows, checking up. Melody sighed and entered the booth. The door locked behind her. With a sniffle, Melody reached behind her head and unfastened her dark blue frock.
Unzipping it, she slipped it off and hung it up neatly. Her slip and white blouse followed. Shoes, socks, and finally and reluctantly white panties were folded and put away. Very good. Place yourself in front of the panel. Please insure that all lights turn green. Melody stepped up to the lit panel. There was a round, padded bolster in front of her chest.
As she watched, it slowly lowered itself to the level of her hips. She moved forward, and as her lower tummy pressed into the padded fabric, the lights next to it turned green. Looking up, Melody saw the Severe spanking stories of inch-thick padded cloth that were obviously meant to restrain her hands. She lifted her hands above her head and slipped them in.
The soft bands then gently contracted around her wrists, gripping them tightly. Then Melody felt her legs being gently forced apart. Glancing down. Now all the lights were green. Melody was in position, and softly padded bars locked into position behind her. One was across her knee hollows, another across her lower back.
As they held her firmly against the padded wall, the wall began to move forward. It bent in the middle, the upper padded bar forcing her to bend right over the padded bolster as it moved backwards and upwards. In seconds, Melody found herself well bent over and in a terribly exposed position, ready for her mechanical punishment.
She was now lying along a padded surface, her head and legs sharply angled down.
But below her knees, the table had lifted, forcing her knees to bend partially. Melody knew that this was to force her bottom to relax for the swats. The knee and back bars held Melody immovably in place, and the bolster had actually pushed her bottom up and away from the table, thrusting it upwards and exposing all of its tender surface for punishment.
Even the tender reaches of the crease between bottom and thighs, and the tender thighs themselves were totally helpless and vulnerable. Melody knew only generally what to expect. There would be three sound spankings, one with a stiff paddle, one with a flexible paddle and one with a cane. Since she was only six, she figured the stiff paddle would be about like her Very Own paddle, the flexible paddle she wasn't sure about, but the cane was certain to be very much like the Nursery Cane she'd gotten Easter.
Melody had been told that she would get between ten and twenty licks with the cane, twenty to thirty with the stiff paddle, and thirty to fifty with Severe spanking stories flexible paddle. The exact of swats would be randomly determined by the spanking machine. The worst thing about this punishment was the total impersonality of it. No warm parental presence to comfort the poor victim. No chance to mediate the punishment through begging and pleading.Severe spanking stories
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