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Normal people didn't have adventures, they just went from day to day, dealing with the insignificances they stumbled across. Colin, however, was anything but normal. You see Colin liked to be spanked. He loved it, every day his goal was to get a good spanking, even if he had to do it to himself.
Thursday was not usually a good day for Colin. At work the regional manger always used to come in. Colin simply couldn't concentrate on his work when she was around, he just spent the whole day in a dream world.
"Spank me harder baby, yeah!" Said Colin, his mind wandering into dream. He could feel himself getting hard, until the sound of a car horn pierced the air, bring Colin back to where he was, driving in the early rush hour traffic. Colin had to swerve to avoid hitting an oncoming car, the one that had blasted it's horn at him. He shook his head, regained composure, then had a thought as he was approaching the traffic lights. First he had to check, he looked, yes, the driver in front was female. Maybe it would work.
He could see that the traffic lights had been green for a while, surely they were about to change, he hoped, no, he prayed that they would, and there it was, a flash of amber, and then red. The driver ahead of him put her foot down onto the brake pedal, bringing the car to a stop. Colin's reactions told him to do the same, but he resisted, only slowing down enough to take any huge impact from the crash that was about to occur. He braced himself, hit the brakes hard at the last second, knowing it wouldn't be enough, and sure enough his Volvo hit the back of the Corsa in front, jolting it forward slightly.
Colin started to breathe faster, his heart rate increased. "I'm awfully sorry miss. I've been very bad, perhaps you'd like to spank me?" he said, as the girl that had been driving the Corsa bent down to speak to him through his open window. Colin's hand slipped into the back of his trousers, grapping his left buttock and giving it a squeeze as he sat with his eyes closed in the driving seat.
The slamming of a car door brought Colin out of his dreams again. He looked up to see the driver of the Corsa approaching him at speed.
"What the hell is your God damn problem? Those lights changed ages ago, you had plenty of time to stop!"
Colin's bottom lip begun to shake. "I... I'm sorry. Would you like to sp...W, would you.."
"Just give me your details, this is coming out of your damn insurance." She said, not letting Colin get his words out.
Colin's hands were shaking now too, "bad boy" he said, under his breathe, but she didn't here it.
"Are you crazy or something? Talk to me you freak, you're not getting away with this!"
Colin burst into tears, and buried his head down, into the steering wheel, making the horn 'toot' as he did so.
"Jesus" sighed the girl, walking away from Colin's car and returning to her own.
Time passed, Colin didn't know how much, he just sat with his head resting on the steering wheel, when there was a knock on the window. He looked out of the front to see the girl was talking on a mobile phone, there was also someone standing by his door.
"Sir, could you please step out from your car." It was a police woman.
Colin opened the door and stepped out, wiping his snotty nose on his sleeve as he did so. "I've been a very bad boy" He said.
"Sir?" said the police officer, quizically.
"Would you like to spank me?" Asked Colin.
Later, as Colin sat in the cell, he reflected on the day. Another bad Thursday. What would the regional manager think when she heard this?
Still, it wasn't all bad, someone else had just been thrown into Colin's cell, a rather large man, with a skinhead, and a tattoo across his knuckles. Colin was sure he could read the word "SPANK". If only he could find the courage to ask him.
Thursday was not usually a good day for Colin. At work the regional manger always used to come in. Colin simply couldn't concentrate on his work when she was around, he just spent the whole day in a dream world.
"Spank me harder baby, yeah!" Said Colin, his mind wandering into dream. He could feel himself getting hard, until the sound of a car horn pierced the air, bring Colin back to where he was, driving in the early rush hour traffic. Colin had to swerve to avoid hitting an oncoming car, the one that had blasted it's horn at him. He shook his head, regained composure, then had a thought as he was approaching the traffic lights. First he had to check, he looked, yes, the driver in front was female. Maybe it would work.
He could see that the traffic lights had been green for a while, surely they were about to change, he hoped, no, he prayed that they would, and there it was, a flash of amber, and then red. The driver ahead of him put her foot down onto the brake pedal, bringing the car to a stop. Colin's reactions told him to do the same, but he resisted, only slowing down enough to take any huge impact from the crash that was about to occur. He braced himself, hit the brakes hard at the last second, knowing it wouldn't be enough, and sure enough his Volvo hit the back of the Corsa in front, jolting it forward slightly.
Colin started to breathe faster, his heart rate increased. "I'm awfully sorry miss. I've been very bad, perhaps you'd like to spank me?" he said, as the girl that had been driving the Corsa bent down to speak to him through his open window. Colin's hand slipped into the back of his trousers, grapping his left buttock and giving it a squeeze as he sat with his eyes closed in the driving seat.
The slamming of a car door brought Colin out of his dreams again. He looked up to see the driver of the Corsa approaching him at speed.
"What the hell is your God damn problem? Those lights changed ages ago, you had plenty of time to stop!"
Colin's bottom lip begun to shake. "I... I'm sorry. Would you like to sp...W, would you.."
"Just give me your details, this is coming out of your damn insurance." She said, not letting Colin get his words out.
Colin's hands were shaking now too, "bad boy" he said, under his breathe, but she didn't here it.
"Are you crazy or something? Talk to me you freak, you're not getting away with this!"
Colin burst into tears, and buried his head down, into the steering wheel, making the horn 'toot' as he did so.
"Jesus" sighed the girl, walking away from Colin's car and returning to her own.
Time passed, Colin didn't know how much, he just sat with his head resting on the steering wheel, when there was a knock on the window. He looked out of the front to see the girl was talking on a mobile phone, there was also someone standing by his door.
"Sir, could you please step out from your car." It was a police woman.
Colin opened the door and stepped out, wiping his snotty nose on his sleeve as he did so. "I've been a very bad boy" He said.
"Sir?" said the police officer, quizically.
"Would you like to spank me?" Asked Colin.
Later, as Colin sat in the cell, he reflected on the day. Another bad Thursday. What would the regional manager think when she heard this?
Still, it wasn't all bad, someone else had just been thrown into Colin's cell, a rather large man, with a skinhead, and a tattoo across his knuckles. Colin was sure he could read the word "SPANK". If only he could find the courage to ask him.
I was wondering what you were up to... but no longer! Ahha!
I'm currently looking for an old story of mine, and stumbled upon this. Thought I'd pop it so I can stick it with the others when I find them...
Ha! Colin's gonna get skewered!
You mentioned in that other topic about nobody replying...
I thought i would, but.. i can't think of anything to say...
But, didn't you describe it as a 'happy' topic?
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I thought i would, but.. i can't think of anything to say...
But, didn't you describe it as a 'happy' topic?
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Normal people didn't have adventures, they just went from day to day, dealing with the insignificances they stumbled across. Colin, however, was anything but normal. You see Colin liked to be spanked. He loved it, every day his goal was to get a good spanking, even if he had to do it to himself.
Thursday was not usually a good day for Colin. At work the regional manger always used to come in. Colin simply couldn't concentrate on his work when she was around, he just spent the whole day in a dream world.
"Spank me harder baby, yeah!" Said Colin, his mind wandering into dream. He could feel himself getting hard, until the sound of a car horn pierced the air, bring Colin back to where he was, driving in the early rush hour traffic. Colin had to swerve to avoid hitting an oncoming car, the one that had blasted it's horn at him. He shook his head, regained composure, then had a thought as he was approaching the traffic lights. First he had to check, he looked, yes, the driver in front was female. Maybe it would work.
He could see that the traffic lights had been green for a while, surely they were about to change, he hoped, no, he prayed that they would, and there it was, a flash of amber, and then red. The driver ahead of him put her foot down onto the brake pedal, bringing the car to a stop. Colin's reactions told him to do the same, but he resisted, only slowing down enough to take any huge impact from the crash that was about to occur. He braced himself, hit the brakes hard at the last second, knowing it wouldn't be enough, and sure enough his Volvo hit the back of the Corsa in front, jolting it forward slightly.
Colin started to breathe faster, his heart rate increased. "I'm awfully sorry miss. I've been very bad, perhaps you'd like to spank me?" he said, as the girl that had been driving the Corsa bent down to speak to him through his open window. Colin's hand slipped into the back of his trousers, grapping his left buttock and giving it a squeeze as he sat with his eyes closed in the driving seat.
The slamming of a car door brought Colin out of his dreams again. He looked up to see the driver of the Corsa approaching him at speed.
"What the hell is your God damn problem? Those lights changed ages ago, you had plenty of time to stop!"
Colin's bottom lip begun to shake. "I... I'm sorry. Would you like to sp...W, would you.."
"Just give me your details, this is coming out of your damn insurance." She said, not letting Colin get his words out.
Colin's hands were shaking now too, "bad boy" he said, under his breathe, but she didn't here it.
"Are you crazy or something? Talk to me you freak, you're not getting away with this!"
Colin burst into tears, and buried his head down, into the steering wheel, making the horn 'toot' as he did so.
"Jesus" sighed the girl, walking away from Colin's car and returning to her own.
Time passed, Colin didn't know how much, he just sat with his head resting on the steering wheel, when there was a knock on the window. He looked out of the front to see the girl was talking on a mobile phone, there was also someone standing by his door.
"Sir, could you please step out from your car." It was a police woman.
Colin opened the door and stepped out, wiping his snotty nose on his sleeve as he did so. "I've been a very bad boy" He said.
"Sir?" said the police officer, quizically.
"Would you like to spank me?" Asked Colin.
Later, as Colin sat in the cell, he reflected on the day. Another bad Thursday. What would the regional manager think when she heard this?
Still, it wasn't all bad, someone else had just been thrown into Colin's cell, a rather large man, with a skinhead, and a tattoo across his knuckles. Colin was sure he could read the word "SPANK". If only he could find the courage to ask him.
Thursday was not usually a good day for Colin. At work the regional manger always used to come in. Colin simply couldn't concentrate on his work when she was around, he just spent the whole day in a dream world.
"Spank me harder baby, yeah!" Said Colin, his mind wandering into dream. He could feel himself getting hard, until the sound of a car horn pierced the air, bring Colin back to where he was, driving in the early rush hour traffic. Colin had to swerve to avoid hitting an oncoming car, the one that had blasted it's horn at him. He shook his head, regained composure, then had a thought as he was approaching the traffic lights. First he had to check, he looked, yes, the driver in front was female. Maybe it would work.
He could see that the traffic lights had been green for a while, surely they were about to change, he hoped, no, he prayed that they would, and there it was, a flash of amber, and then red. The driver ahead of him put her foot down onto the brake pedal, bringing the car to a stop. Colin's reactions told him to do the same, but he resisted, only slowing down enough to take any huge impact from the crash that was about to occur. He braced himself, hit the brakes hard at the last second, knowing it wouldn't be enough, and sure enough his Volvo hit the back of the Corsa in front, jolting it forward slightly.
Colin started to breathe faster, his heart rate increased. "I'm awfully sorry miss. I've been very bad, perhaps you'd like to spank me?" he said, as the girl that had been driving the Corsa bent down to speak to him through his open window. Colin's hand slipped into the back of his trousers, grapping his left buttock and giving it a squeeze as he sat with his eyes closed in the driving seat.
The slamming of a car door brought Colin out of his dreams again. He looked up to see the driver of the Corsa approaching him at speed.
"What the hell is your God damn problem? Those lights changed ages ago, you had plenty of time to stop!"
Colin's bottom lip begun to shake. "I... I'm sorry. Would you like to sp...W, would you.."
"Just give me your details, this is coming out of your damn insurance." She said, not letting Colin get his words out.
Colin's hands were shaking now too, "bad boy" he said, under his breathe, but she didn't here it.
"Are you crazy or something? Talk to me you freak, you're not getting away with this!"
Colin burst into tears, and buried his head down, into the steering wheel, making the horn 'toot' as he did so.
"Jesus" sighed the girl, walking away from Colin's car and returning to her own.
Time passed, Colin didn't know how much, he just sat with his head resting on the steering wheel, when there was a knock on the window. He looked out of the front to see the girl was talking on a mobile phone, there was also someone standing by his door.
"Sir, could you please step out from your car." It was a police woman.
Colin opened the door and stepped out, wiping his snotty nose on his sleeve as he did so. "I've been a very bad boy" He said.
"Sir?" said the police officer, quizically.
"Would you like to spank me?" Asked Colin.
Later, as Colin sat in the cell, he reflected on the day. Another bad Thursday. What would the regional manager think when she heard this?
Still, it wasn't all bad, someone else had just been thrown into Colin's cell, a rather large man, with a skinhead, and a tattoo across his knuckles. Colin was sure he could read the word "SPANK". If only he could find the courage to ask him.