Penny's Spanking Spell
A little something while you all wait for chapter 2 of 'Oracle's Hope' I wrote this a long while back. I hope you enjoy it!
Penny Sabatier is copyrighted by Shanda the Panda comics, though Druantia is mine. It's a really good comic series. I highly reccommend it.
Penny's Spanking Spell
Penny Sabatier was making sure she had everything set for her ritual. She had the right candles. Her notebook. The papers she would use in her ritual. She just needed a few more things.
Watching the little panda girl was her friend, Druantia. They were in her house, in her ritual space. A nice sized bedroom that had a skylite. The Ireland-born hare had been Penny's friend, confidant and teacher of a sort for many months now. "Penny, are you sure about this?" she asked. "Once done, good or bad, there will no turning back."
"You're just tryin to scare me." Penny said, still working on the preparations. "This is just to make sure of things."
Druantia held back her laugh. There was just no understanding ten year old girl logic. "So, if I do have this straight, you are going to put your bottom on the firing line just to make sure that your ma doesn't ignore you. I mean most girls try to steer clear of spankings
like that. You want to dive in head first."
Penny looked up at Druantia with a 'yes it is that simple and makes perfect sense' expression on her face and just said, "Yeah. Something like that."
"I'm serious, Penny," said Druantia. "The spanking you want to bring about won't be like the playing we been doing."
"Well," Penny countered. "You've spanked me pretty hard sometimes and I'm still breathing."
Druantia sat down on the floor beside Penny. "Like I have told you before, there is a difference. There is something invoked in a 'Mommy letting you have it!' spanking that just makes any other kind of spanking look like a pinic." Druantia chuckled for second. "Maybe it's the Goddess's gift to women so that they can keep a household under control."
Penny looked amazed for a moment. "You really think so?" she asked in a whisper.
Druantia smiled. "How else would they keep all those wild little Celts and Cajuns like us in line? Point a finger and say 'Mary play nice or I'll look at you funny'?" The two of them burst out laughing at the imagery. It went on for a few moments. "Well," Druantia said. "What else do you need so you can get started."
Penny checked her list. "Not much. Just a hairbrush, a paddle, a strap, a cane and a switch." She said this like she was reading a grocery list!
"Oh is that all?" Druantia said amused at the list. "Can I see that spell for a second"
Penny handed Druantia her notebook. She read over Penny's ritual for a few minutes. "Wow, Pen," she whistled. "You sure your bottom can pay the bill you setting up for yourself?"
Penny nodded. "I think so."
Druantia shrugged. "Well, I can't say I did not warn ya." She reached over and handed Penny a small knife. "Might as well start. Take this and go to one of the bushes out back and cut off a nice switch for yourself."
A shiver went down Penny's spine at that order. "Why do I have to go and get one?"
"Practice." said Druantia. "Since you'll be cutting your own someday, you might as well know how to pick them. Not too long or short. About as thick as your finger or so. And make sure that it is not dried out. Don't want it snapping on your butt. Then you would have to go and get a new and start all over again."
Penny could swear she already felt a nervous tingle on her backside. To her surprise she found that she could not move. "Go on now!" Druantia gave her a slight swat on the butt to get her going.
The switch was not the only item that Penny was made to get. Druantia made her get every instrument for the ritual. With each one, Penny could not help but imagine her mother using it on her rear. When everything was in place, Penny began her ritual.
Since it was not her ritual, Druantia just supervised. Penny, not in the mood to go skyclad, undressed down to her tanktop and panties. She then set about casting a circle, invoking the energy needed for her task. That done, Penny took a deep breath and read aloud her spell.
Oh Mother Goddess hear my plea.
Help my mother to spank me.
If I have been bad.
Or if I need.
Let me be punished with great speed.
Let hand, brush, strap.
Paddle, switch and cane.
Strike me with swift and justified pain.
Though I may cry, scream, and yell.
Let the spanking be done well.
Knowing that the price on my bottom
will be high.
To the Mother my spell please fly.
This is my wish. This is my plea.
And as I will. So mote it be!
Druantia was impressed. It was not something that she would have done. There was something in the air. Druantia hoped Penny could fully accept what she just invoked. Because a subtle, prickly feeling on her ears told her that her young friend may have gotten her wish.
Later that day, Penny and Druantia were just lounging about the house. Penny was up in the bedroom, still in just a tanktop and panties. For some reason, Penny just couldn't seem to stand the touch of too many clothes after the ritual. Her skin felt all a tingle.
Things were shooting through her young mind. She needed to try and sort things out. Druantia, thinking it best, left Penny alone with her thoughts. Laying on the bed, Penny was trying to relax. But she just seem to grow more and more restless. Not matter how she lay on the bed, she just could not stay on way for too long. She wound up laying on her stomach, her head propped up by her hands.
Glancing over her shoulder, Penny studied her bottom. Girlish vanity, dispite being only ten, Penny was quite pleased with how plump it was. She had read that it was her birthsigns' trait to have very attractive bottoms. Giving herself a playful swat, Penny began to wonder, really wonder just what a spanking from her mother would feel like. With a hairbrush. Not playing around. And it could happen now at any time. For any reason. Well only if I really deserve it, she thought to herself. All thanks to her spell. EEEEEKKKKK!!!!!!! All of a sudden, Penny felt less eager to go home that evening.
"Your name for your thought." Druantia was at the doorway. "You seem a bit troubled."
"Dru, can I spend the night?" pleaded Penny.
"Something wrong, Pingin?" asked Druantia who did have a clue of what was wrong.
"Don't ask me how I know, but if I go home tonight I know that I'll get a spanking! So can I stay? Pleeaassseee!!!!"
Druantia sat on the bed next to Penny. She kind of expected this to happen. "Isn't that what you had wanted." she said in soft voice. "It is too late to back out now." Druantia put her arm around Penny, laying her across her lap. She gave Penny's leg a little tickle
getting a giggle in response. "Besides, why do think it would happen tonight?"
"Because I feel jumpy, grouchy! I don't know how to put it! I just know that if I get in to it with maman tonight, my butt's gonna fry!" exclaimed Penny. "I know that's why I did that spell, but it's too soon! I'm not ready yet!"
Druantia sighed, stroking her little friend's hair. "Penny, you can't hide forever. What's done is done. You knew what you wanted, though I still find your reasons a bit on the paranoid side. She and Rainbow are going to be happy together (Lucky Bastards!!!) for a long time. And you won't be put to the side, ya daft little minx." Penny stuck her tongue out at that.
"As to the way your feeling, don't worry your little head. It's either after ritual energy, you still stressing yourself out over your ma being gay, or you are just plain cranky. "
"All the above, and mostly the cranky part. Any reasons why?"
Druantia had a few clues. "I suggest a chat with your ma, or with maman Rainbow. It has to deal with certain changes about to happen to you."
Penny looked up, a bit concerned at the words. "Changes?"
"Nothing to worry yourself about, Pingin." Druantia thought for a moment. "Now about your crankiness. Shall we deal with it now or will you be ok tonight?"
Penny lay there mulling over her mood. There was no way she could keep from snapping at everyone in her present state and she knew it! Then there was that tingling feeling on rear that seem to grow with the very thought of a spanking. Penny hoped that when she is finally spanked by her mom, that the feeling would never go away. But for right now..."Dru, could you do me a favor. "
Druantia gave Penny a light pat. "Always. But first go and fetch the switch you cut." Penny got off of Druantia's lap and did what she was told. In a few minutes, she returned carrying the still green and very flexible switch in hand. Penny had even taken the time to wash
it off.
Taking the switch from Penny, Druantia put it on a table that was next to the bed. Penny felt a little relieved that it would be used later and not that very second. Without waiting to be told, Penny lay back down across Druantia's lap. Druantia waited as she made herself
comfortble. She put her hand on the girl's back, lightly kneading the muscles.
Laying there, Penny's excitment grew until she was almost giddy. Her skin, mainly on her bottom, felt like she was being tickled from the inside out. She needed something to fix it. Penny was sorry that they could not play their version of 'Dress Up'. Well there was always next time. Just then a smack landed across one side of her bottom. Two seconds later another smack on the other side.
Druanita started off slowly, not spanking her little friend too hard. Just enough of a sting that made Penny gasp slightly with each swat. For the most part, Penny did not move too much. She laid her head down with a small grin on her face, enjoying the warming that was
building on her rear. She was practically purring.
It still amazed Druantia that she had become the friend and confidant of a preteen spanko. She had upped the swats a bit, spanking her way down and then up the pantie covered bottom. There were short little moans from Penny now, in time with the spanks.
After about three or four minutes, or about one hundred spanks (whichever came first!), Druantia stopped for a moment. Penny slowly rocked her head from side to side just soaking in the heat from her backside. Not rushing, Druantia reached over and pulled Penny's panties down to just above the girls'knees. Glancing over she noticed that Penny had clutched the bedspread with both hands, readying herself for the scary part of her 'roller coaster ride' as she called it.
As before, Druantia spanked down Penny's bottom, going cheek to cheek. But unlike before she was spanking her a little harder and faster than before. Penny was looking straight forward. Instead of soaking up the warmth, now she was fighting against the fire that was bursting on her bare panda butt.
She starting to jump and kick her legs up. Little moans and gasps escaped her clenched teeth. Penny held her face down on the bed hoping to stifle her noise. Valient effort, but in vain.
Druantia started to spank much harder. Penny soon found herself bouncing and jerking in time with the spanks. Ows and Ahhs giving a soundtrack to this performence piece. It grew louder with each second. Penny was squriming more and more. Her bottom now roasting. Then with about ten or twelve heavy smacks, that sent Penny really bucking, Druantia ceased.
Penny was panting! Her face sank into the bed. She could swear her butt felt ten degrees hotter than the rest of her. Druantia let her lay there to give her time to catch her breath. "Penny," she stroked the girl's hair. "It's your call since this is not one of your stories." It was a nice way of asking her if she wanted to stop now.
Penny, feeling just how hot her rear was, thought for a moment. Her mind drifted to her hidden online stash of spanking artwork. The ones involving a switch stuck out. She would feel it one day. It might as well be now. "I'm ok." she sniffed.
"In for a penny, in for a pound I take." said Druantia. Penny nodded. "Ok, munchkin." Not wanting to delay too long, Penny got from Druantia's lap.
While Penny stood, rubbing her bottom, Druantia moved a couple of her pillows to the center of the bed. She then picked up the switch from the table.
Penny stopped rubbing her bottom. She took off her tanktop, pulled her panties off, and climbed on the bed. She laid down over the pillows. Just like in that drawing! she thought. She closed her eyes and waited.
There was sound like a whistle. Penny's eyes shot back open! A loud gasp came out of her mouth as a line of fire traced across her bottom. Another quickly followed. And then another. And another.
Try as she might, there was no way Penny was going to stay still. She kicked and yelped and screeched with each swing. The bedspread was wrapped in and around her clenched fists. Her cries grew louder as the switch whipped it's way down her backside then back up.
Penny's legs were kicking up a storm when the switching continued back downwards. She pounded the bed with her feet and fists, tears now streaming down her face. Finally, with one last wap, Druantia finished Penny's first ever switching.
Penny laid there crying. She couldn't move. All that kicking had drained her strength way more than any spanking she had gotten from Druantia. Her friend was at her side, rubbing her back. "You ok, Pingin."
It took Penny a few minutes before her sobbing had slowed down. Not caring how she looked, she reached back and rubbed her sore rear. "Wow!!" was all she could say. Though there was the hint of a laugh in it.
"Well now. You are black and white and red all over." said Druantia. "Well at least part of you is red all over." she added with a giggle. Penny got off the bed and walked over to look at herself in the mirror. Her bottom was indeed red. Hot and sore with a bunch of raised
lines all over it. Penny carefully ran her fingers over them. The touch made her wince slightly.
"There twenty in all." said Druantia. She had guess that Penny was trying to count them.
Penny was amazed. "That was only twenty?!" regarding the striping on her butt. "It felt like a whole lot more!" She used both her hands to soothe herself. Penny gave her bottom little squeezes. The soreness was starting to feel good in other places. She gave Druantia a big hug. Her way of saying 'Thank you' for the spanking'.
"How about you get a little rest. You look a bit wore out." said Druantia. She knew Penny might want some time by herself and was trying not to be obvious.
Penny went over and lay face down on the bed. "Thanks, I do feel a little tired." Actually Penny was feeling something else, but it was something that she still did not feel comfortable talking about. Even with Druantia.
Druantia excused herself from the bedroom. "Well I'll just be downstairs then. I'll fix some snacks when you up and around." Penny thanked her as she left. Her bottom was still throbbing, but she did not mind. In fact it did feel somewhat... good. Without knowing, Penny had started to slowly rock her hips up and down against the bed. She like the way that felt, especially between her legs. Reaching down, Penny felt for that spot that always felt really good.
Outside the door and down the hall, Druantia listened. With her hearing, she could catch the little sounds that Penny was making. Smiling to herself, she went downstairs. Penny would be alright at home with out any problems. At least for that night. As for the spell. Well
it was what Penny wanted, she thought. Only time would tell if it was a good idea. But she was hopeful.
The End For Now.
" Always see everything my brother."
From 'Ghost Dog The Way Of The Samurai
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