Forgetful Giving - A Short Story

I love this time of year. The weather is getting colder. The days getting shorter and I can finally wear all of my boots and scarfs again. Oh and let’s not forget all of the SALES that are approaching. The time between thanksgiving is a shopaholic’s dream. I can hardly contain myself. Seriously. It’s actually what I’m doing right now. There’s a current sale of a matching bra and panty set online. Even though I promised myself I would buy my friends and family presents first. I still can't resist a good sale. No one should be surprised by that. Besides, the matching set is kind of like a gift for me and Eric anyway. How can he dislike seeing me in pretty lace? Now the questions is, should I get red or black? Hmm.

BEEP. BEEP. BEEP. BEEP.

What the hell? What is that? Is that the fire alarm? Shit, the cookies! I race into the kitchen to see smoke coming out of the oven. shit , shit, shit! I hurry to turn off the oven and open the back door to the patio to let the some of the smoke out. I opened the oven to see that my two sheets of cookies are burned. Great, Cori. you just wasted over two dozen cookies. Are you wondering why I’m being a Betty Crocker right now? Well for my leadership class, we have to do a service project during the week of thanksgiving. It counts as part of our final exam grade. My class decided to deliver treats to nursing homes, food banks, and low income schools. So that’s why I have to make over a hundred chocolate chip cookies before class on monday. It’s not too bad except i have a bit of a problem remembering to get them out of the oven. Like what just happened here. I put the cookie sheets into the sink and let water run over them to soften them. It’s going to be a bitch cleaning these things. I wave a towel under the fire alarm to shut it up when i hear a deep voice say,

“Cori, baby, what happened?”

I see Eric walk into the kitchen with a look of bewilderment. I must look crazy waving a towel toward the ceiling.

“Eric, I burned my cookies” i say with a pout. I was on a roll too. I had a baking system going but I guess it was a little flawed.

“How did you do that?” he asks and walks to where I am and reaches above me to pull the fire alarm out. Yeah, I don't think it will stop until all the smoke is gone; which could be a while.

“I accidently forgot to set the time and-” I start to explain but I was interrupted.

“Again? How do you keep forgetting to set a timer?” Eric asks me. Lets just say this isn't my first time burning foo. Or the second. Or the third if you can catch my drift.

“Well, i got kind of… distracted and I forgot all about the cookies” I tel him.

“Distracted? By what?” he asks me with narrowed eyes. Okay Cori, be careful now. Your heading into dangerous territory for your butt.

“I got distracted by my homework” I tell him while moving across the kitchen so the island is between eric and I. Hey, i need some distance to protect my behind; especially out of the smacking range from Eric’s hand.

“You… got distracted by… homework? Are you serious?” Eric asks me with raised eyebrows. okay , so using homework as an excuse wasn’t exactly believable coming from me. But I couldn’t tell him that I got distracted by shopping. My ass would be burned just like the cookies.

“Yes, I’m serious but that’s not the point. I didn’t set the timer and I have to start a whole new batch. So i’m already behind now” I say with a sigh. Eric rolls his eyes with a grin on his face.

“I’m sorry you burned your cookies, baby” he tells me while walking to me and pulling into his arm. I snuggle into his embrace happily.

“But next time, set a timer” Eric says and then gives my butt a hard smack as an or else kind of way. Ouch!

“Eric! It was an accident” I say while rubbing my right butt cheek.

“Right, you were doing homework. But don’t forget again, Cori. I’m serious, angel” he says as he squeezes my butt warningly. Sheese, point taken.  

“I won’t forget again. Now will you help me bake more cookies?” i ask looking up at him with puppy dog eyes. These eyes may not get me out of  spankings but they for sure help me out in other ways. Heehee.

“Of course, I’ll help you. Let me change first” Eric tells me giving my nose a kiss. See, I told you so!

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And that is the last batch of cookies. For real this time. Don’t you just hate when things don’t go according to plan. It happens to me all the time. You know, with my plans and everything. Except this time it has nothing to do with any plan making. I’m actually picking up the slack for someone else. Shocking. Isn’t?

We were all put into groups for the project and a group of us were put into a group for baking. Well someone is in the group got sick or so they say. There is always that one person. Honestly, I think the person wanted a week of vacation for thanksgiving instead of three days like the rest of us. Either way she didn't do her part and didn’t tell anyone until the last minute. Ugh. so i had to make seventy-five more cookies so we had enough to deliver tomorrow. All I know is that I can’t wait until tomorrow afternoon because I will officially be on thanksgiving break. So the cookies have to be in the oven for fifteen minutes. I grab my phone to set the alarm but just as I am about to do it, my phone rings. It’s Lily.

“Hey girl, what’s up?” I asks as I plop down on Eric’s couch. I decided to use Eric’s kitchen again instead of using the dorm’s community one. At least I can bake in comfort; a.k.a: no pants.

“Cori, you’ll never believe it. I found Felipe’s christmas present. Remember the gift I wanted to get him? Well I found it and it’s on sale” Lily exclaims excitedly.

“Already? I haven't even started thinking about Eric’s gift. It's always the hardest to pick. Your so lucky to be done with it” I say with a yawn. Who knew baking could be so tiring. Well, it is the end of the day, so I shouldn't be so surprised.

“Yeah, I’m so glad I found it already. The only bad part is that I have to pick it up this friday in the South District. Not to mention it’s black friday so I probably won’t be able to go shopping anywhere else” Lily tells me.

“It won’t be too bad. Just go during the day and bring pepper spray just in case. You should have some time to shop elsewhere. Plus, it could be worse. I am going up to Eric’s family cabin for thanksgiving and it’s in the middle of nowhere” I complain into the phone. Okay, so it’s not really in nowhere-ville. It’s in a small town with a lake. It only has like four stores there which consists of a grocery store, hardware store, an antique shop and a gift shop. So no black friday shopping for me this year. How will I cope?

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“Cori, wake up!” I hear a voice say while I feel my body being shaken. I jolt up awake and look up into Eric’s green eyes. I suddenly notice that the living room is filled with smoke. I have a bad feeling I know why that is. I didn’t have much time to dwell on that feeling because Eric grabs my arm and pulls me off of the couch. I put my hand on my butt to protect it before Eric starts smacking away on it. Instead of pulling me over his lap, Eric leads me into the kitchen. Phew! I guess I was wrong about that one. Come on, I know you thought that’s what you thought he was going to do do too. Once we’re in the kitchen, I see that the smoke has increased. In fact, I barely can see the kitchen because there is so much smoke. Yup, my ass is seriously dead. I don’t think I can even justify getting out of this. Maybe I can think my way out of him using Mr. Meanie belt of Ms. Unfriendly Brush.

“Cori, would you like to tell me how this happened?” Eric asks me as he pulls me to where the burnt cookies are on the counter.

“I fell asleep and…” I say but I drift off as I stare at the cookies to avoid his intense gaze. They’re like burning into my skull.

“And you forgot to set the timer again, right?” he says finishing my sentence. I nod my head in agreement. These burnt cookies are actually interesting to look at.

“Well let me help you with your forgetfulness. Grab the timer” Eric tells me. … What. The cookies are already done. Way past done actually.

I pick up the timer from the fridge and then I notice that Eric has pulled a wooden spoon from the drawer. You know, THE spoon. The wooden spoon of doom. My butt already feels the pain it's going to be in soon. I follow Eric into the bedroom toward the bed. I can’t believe I’m about to get spanked. It’s my stupid classmate’s fault. If only she did her part. Hmph.

“Set the timer for five minutes and start it” he tells me while sitting on the bed and pulling my to his side.

“Why?” I ask warily while punching in the numbers. He’s not doing what I think he’s doing.

“Because that’s how long I’m going to spank you for” Eric answers as he pulls me over his lap. Why me?

“You know why you're about to be spanked, right?” he asks me while patting my panty clad butt. I nod my head.

“Yes sir” I say. I brace myself for the spanks to come. Five minutes better go by fast!

(smack) (smack) (smack) (smack)

“Why are you getting spanked?” Eric asks as his hand alternates between spanking my cheeks.

(smack) (smack) (smack) (smack)

“Owww! I forgot to set the timer again” i say as I try not to move around much. It freaking hurts already/

“(smack) And (smack) what (smack) happened (smack) because (smack)  of (smack) it (smack) (smack)?” Eric asks spanking me a little harder now.

“I burned the cookies. Ouch ah” I cry out.

“It’s not about just the cookies, Cori. It's more about you not setting a timer and being negligent. You could have started a fire and done some serious damage. Not to mention you could have gotten hurt. Do you think I liked coming home to see smoke covering the whole apartment as soon as I walked in the door? What if I hadn’t walked in soon enough  to turn the oven off get the cookies out? Do you realize what could have happened to you?” Eric asks me. He has stopped spanking me for the moment.

“I know. I’m really sorry Eric. I got a call from Lily just as I was setting my timer but I got distracted again and forgot. I didn’t meant to fall asleep either” I say through sniffles. Now, I feel bad. Eric hates when I “endanger” myself according to his words.

“Hopefully, you’ll be a little more diligent when baking next time after we’re finished here. Yeah?” Eric asks while patting my butt.

“Yeah” I agree grudgingly as I look at the timer. It's only been a minute and thirty seconds. It honestly felt three times that long. Eric pulls my panites down and wraps his arm tighter around my waist.

(smack) (smack) (smack) (smack)

Eric continues spanking me but much harder and at a faster pace now.

“Owww. I’m sorry!” i cry as the smacks continue on.

(smack) (smack) (smack) (smack)

It's been two minutes and forty-five seconds. I wish Eric didn’t set the stupid timer. Now my spanking feels like it's actually taking forever. I know I always say that but I mean it this time.

(smack) (smack) (smack) (smack)

Eric’s hand is focusing on my sit spots and thighs now. Tears are streaming down my face.

“It’s almost finished baby” Eric says while slowing down on the smacks he’s giving me. There’s only a minute and fifteen seconds left on the timer. I think i can handle that. I suddenly feel  a smooth surface and then a sharper pain on my butt. The wooden spoon of doom!

(SMACK) (SMACK) (SMACK) (SMACK)

“Eric! Please! I’m sorry!” I sob as the spoon continues to make its mark. Eric is making sure to cover my entire bottom three times over and is now paying special attention to my sit spots. Oh, I’m definitely feeling this tomorrow.

(SMACK) (SMACK) (SMACK) (SMACK)

“I won’t forget again” I cry out as I try to move away from the spanks. I somehow forgot how much the spoon hurts. It hurts like hell.

“No, you won't or else you’ll get spanked twice as long” Eric says giving me two hard smacks on my thighs before the timer went off. Thank god! That was pure agony. Eric turns the timer off the sets both it and the spoon on the night stand. He gently helps me stand up and sits me down on his lap. He puts his arm under my legs to lift my butt up so its not rubbing against anything.

“Shhhhh, little angel. I got you. Shhhhh, its okay. It's over. Shhhh” Eric says rocking me slowly. I slowly calm down and am left with a few tears and sniffles. Eric puts me down on his lap gently and wraps his arms around me tighter.

“I love you baby. So much” He tells me while wiping the last of my tears away. I smile against his chest. I know he does.

“I love you too” I say and give him a deep kiss.

“Eric, do you think it will be bad if I got store bought cookies for the last dozen? I’m kind of over baking” I say breaking away from our kissing. And I’m so over ovens. Sooo not worth a spanking for.

“I think it will be fine babygirl. Or if you want, you can just bake the cookies on your butt. I’m sure it will get the job done” Eric says grinning while kissing my neck. I roll my eyes. How hilarious. My butt is laughing right along with you Eric. NOT!

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So, I decided to write a mini holiday themed story since I have deprived y'all with Cori stories. I enjoyed writing it and am thinking about writing more mini stories, but who knows with me. I'll write a mini story for Lily. Happy Belated Thanksgiving!! 

Cheesy Chihuahua - Mini Story Final Part

"Is everything set?" I ask my teammates. This is going to be good. We're all outside of our locker room after we had put the finishing touches of our master piece. It all came together nicely if I might brag. It's sooo much better than Amber's idea. Water balloons?? Yeah right.

"Yup. I double checked all of the areas and they are good to go" Amber tells me with a revengeful grin. She's been giddy about doing all day. She almost blew our cover during lunch with the guys by saying how excited she was for practice. Thank goodness I came up with a lie and changed the subject before Alex (who can't mind his own business) asked Amber why. If any of the boys, especially Shane, figured out what we have planned, I don't even want to think what we would be doing right now. Probably running laps, cleaning the locker room, or getting a sore butt.

"Awesome, they should be finishing up practice any minute. Now let's go hide and watch the show" I tell them in a loud whisper and hurry with Amber as we crouch behind a hallway corner. This is going to be good. Curious about what our plan is? Let me be the first to tell you that it is pure genius. Okay so outside of the gym building near the lockers are long portable showers that are used to clean off dirt, refill water bottles, or just to cool down. The showers are hooked up to a water hose. Soooo my brilliant idea is to replace the water with something else. Something such as red dye and corn syrup; AKA: fake blood. This is going to be good.

"I cannot wait to see their faces!" Amber says with a revengeful smile on her face as we make our way to one of the school buildings across from the gym. And here I thought I was the evil one of the group.

"Me too. Hopefully it will shut those twerps up" another girl on said as she held up her phone to record for everyone to watch later. So not everyone on our team is here. The last thing we need is a big crowd of girls huddling around. I mean seriously! That is just asking to be caught. Morgan convinced Tiffany who then convinced Becca to let us out fifteen minutes early so we could get rested up for our game tomorrow. We hear laughter and soon see Greyson and his buddies head to shower area. They're joking about something they saw on TV last night. They start taking off their shirts or opening their water bottles to refill them. Johnson is the first to notice the dark red liquid.

"What the fuck?" He mutters as he notices what is in the water bottle. Then what happens next is priceless. We start hearing horrified shrieks, yells, and gagging. There are no longer cocky smirks on their faces now. Ha!

"We so got them! I think Greyson is about to puke" Amber says while laughing. I'm biting my hand so I my laughing won't be heard. Mission accomplished.

"Come on. Let's leave before they see us" I say to my teammates as we proceed to sneak away from our hiding place. The best thing about this is that no one will even know that we did this. No sore butt for me.

"What do you have to say for yourself"? Shane asks as he pulls me between his legs. Okay, so I guess I spoke a little too soon. As you can guess, Shane found out about our little revenge scheme. As we were getting away, we entered the main building as Shane, Alex, and Spencer were walking out of it. They immediately asked us what we were doing and where we have been since our practice ended over an hour and half ago. You know, the usual. I, of course, made up an excuse about enjoying some fresh air and just hanging out. Did the suspicious trio believe me? Hell no. Shane asked us if hanging out involved a bloody prank. I denied it but some of the other girls did not. I guess they were intimidated by the looks of the guys. What happened to teamwork? So long story short, the truth came out. The boys gave us the option of running laps after practices, telling our coaches, or a spanking from one of them. Gee, all of them sound so appealing.

“Come on Shanae. It was a harmless joke” I plead as I put my hand on the top of my shorts to stop him from pulling anything down. He rolls his eyes and tugs on the ends of my bottoms.
“Harmless? Not quite and move your hands so we can get this over with please” Shane tells me impatiently. He acts like we are about to take a final exam that he hasn’t studied for or something. Not like he is about to roast my rear end! I huff and and pull my shorts down..

“There. Happy?” I ask with a bit of attitude. Shane takes my wrist and pulls me over his lap.

SMACK SMACK

“Not really, but you might want to fix your attitude; especially while you’re in your position” he tells me while starting my spanking. Dang, that hurts! Why me?

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

Shane starts to rain hard swats to my upturned cheeks. I always seem to forget how hard he spanks. How that is possible, I don’t know.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

“Oww Shane! I’m sorry! It was just a prank” I cry out as tears start to roll down my face. I try to wiggle away from his harsh smacks.

“SMACK it SMACK may SMACK have SMACK been SMACK a SMACK prank SMACK to SMACK you SMACK but SMACK it SMACK could SMACK have SMACK had SMACK serious consequences SMACK SMACK” Shane tells me. He stops spanking me and places his hand on top of my butt. As if this isn’t a serious consequence? Ha!

“Look, I know the Greyson and his friends have been annoying you all. I can see why you wanted to get back at them. I’ve spoken to them once and I’m going to do it again. BUT you girls seriously got lucky. We’re not the only sports team that uses the water area. What if another team had gotten the before the boys did? Or our coaches? You could have gotten in big trouble” he says to me.

“Well, I guess I’m lucky that you found me instead” I sarcastically say while sniffing. Yup, I’m so lucky to be having a sore butt right now.

“Yeah let's see how lucky you feel by the time I’m finished with you” Shane tells me as he pulls my panties down. Ugh, why me? Once my panties are down, he wraps his arms around tighter around my waist before he really lays into my butt.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

Shane continues on with my spanking by paying special attention to my sit spots and upper thighs.

“Please Shane. Stop owww. I’m sorry! It was a dumb thing to do. I’m sorry!!” I cry out as start to sob over his lap. Shane seems to be deaf to my cries because he ignores me.

“Are SMACK you SMACK  going SMACK to SMACK think SMACK about SMACK your SMACK  actions SMACK  before SMACK you SMACK do SMACK something SMACK like SMACK a SMACK  stupid SMACK prank SMACK ?” Shane asks me between spanks. At this point, I’ll think about my actions for everything for the next five years. Should I get this flavor of ice cream or will mint chocolate save me from getting spanked?

“Yes! I will” I cry. Please end it Shane; I’m dying here. Shane gives my butt a dozen more hard smacks before he ends the spanking. Thank goodness! He helps me stands up from his lap and gently pulls up my panties and shorts. Shane takes my hand and pulls me onto his lap. I like sitting on his lap than laying over it I snuggle into him as his strong arms wrap around me. “Shhhh. It’s okay lovie. Shhhhh. I got you shhh” Shane tells me as he rocks me while I cry. My butt is hurting like a bitch right now. Excuse my language, but it’s true. It’s all Greyson’s fault.

I finally stop crying and am left with a few sniffles.

“You okay little babe?” Shane asks me. Besides a sore butt, then yes. I nod my head against him. He gives my head a kiss before helping me stand up.

“Come on, let’s go to the cafeteria for dinner” he says as he walks toward the door with me still attached to him. What can I say? I’m clingy after a spanking. Shane manages to unwrap my arms around him and pulls me to stand in front of him.

“No more pranks, okay? Even if the boys did deserve it” he tells me. Hell yeah the boys deserved it. Hopefuly they will shut up now.

“No more pranks” I agree even though I’m not so sure I can keep my word on that. After all, I am a bit of a jokester. Besides, I have a few tricks up my sleeve if Greyson and his pals decide to mess with us again. Only next time, I vow not to get caught by Mr. Spanks-a-lot. Fingers crossed.

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I had only a little bit left of this story so I decided to finish it up and post it. Next story will be on Cori and Eric. PROMISE!

Soccer Foes Story 4 FINAL Part

“Don’t Bailey” Shane told me as he continued to hold my wrist in his. Well, look who decided to join the party? I rolled my eyes and pulled my hand out of his grasp.

“Don’t what Shane?” I ask him harshly as I turn around to face him. This is the first time I have come in contact with him since I saw him kissing Becca. Just thinking about last night makes my blood boil. Gah! I wish I could smack her and then Shane and then Becca again. Fuck them.

“You know what. Don’t start a fight” he says as he looks into my blue eyes. I look right back into his dark brown ones. You know how in the movies time seems to stop for a couple and they gaze into each other’s eyes and everything around them disappears? Well that so did not happen between Shane and I. I rolled my eyes and looked away annoyed before anything “loving” occurred.

“I wasn’t the one starting anything. These two spawns were the ones trying to start something with me. They were running their mouths like no tomorrow. You should be telling them to not starting anything” I huff and glare at Reddy and Paris. They glare back at me in return.

“She’s lying Shane; kind of like how she lied to get us kicked out of camp” Reddy says bitterly. I spare a glance at Shane to see his reaction to what Reddy just said. Apart of me hopes that he doesn’t believe the trash that just came out of his mouth.

“You got your own self kicked out Tyler. Why don’t you take responsibility for your actions for once” Shane says giving Reddy an icy cold gaze. Even though he was looking at Reddy I could feel the frost from where I was standing. Of course Reddy did too and shamefully took a step back from Shane. I smirked. See, I told you Reddy wasn’t as tough as he thinks he is.

“But Shane, Bailey did as much bad stuff as we did but she gets to stay here” Paris whines. Yeah but nowhere as bad as what they did; especially to me. Do I seriously have to remind them that they tried to drown me?

“I’m not saying Bailey is completely innocent because she’s not. But the things that she did were in response to what you all did to her” Shane says. Thank you Shane for explaining it to them; minus the not innocent part. Honestly, I think I am innocent in all of this. After all I wouldn’t have had to defend myself so many times if they hadn’t of pushed me. Okay so maybe I shouldn’t have used my fists so much but still. I smile smugly Reddy and Paris and stick my tongue out at them. Immature? Sure. Do they deserve it? Hell yeah!

“Whatever. I still don't think it's fair” Paris huffs and looks away.

“Of course you don't. Bailey, go meet up with everyone on the field. Taylor and Nicole, I'll walk you to the main office” Shane tells us. Good thing Shane is gonna walk with them and not me. I don't know even want to deal with him right now. Yes, I know I'm being a cowardly baby and I don't care. As we go our separate ways, I'm suddenly find myself on the ground. Reddy tripped me! That jerk. I quickly get up onto my feet and look to see him smirking at me. Ugh, I can't stand HIM any longer. I go up to Reddy and slap his face and then I roughly push him onto the ground. I'm about to get on top of him to beat the shit out of his smirking face when two hands grab me before I can start anything.

“Bailey. Stop!” Shane told me as he picked up my thrashing body. Can he let me go so I can give Reddy what is coming to him?

“See Shane! Bailey should be kicked out too” Paris says accusingly. Reddy says a yeah in agreement. I can't with her either right now.

“Fuck you. Shane, let me go” I say as I'm still trying to get out of Shane’s grasp.

“Everyone be quiet. You two go get your things and head toward the front office. Now!” Shane tells them with a hard glare. They are quick to obey him. I'm still fighting against Shane to get back at the evil duo. When I get in a rampage, I can't get off the high that easily. I'm so hung up on being aggressive that I don't realize that Shane has walked us to the empty cabin. You know, the cabin. Once we're inside, Shane finally lets me go but not for long. He sits down on a bed and puts me over his lap.

“What did I say about starting a fight Bailey?” he asks me as he pulls my shorts down to reveal my pantied clad butt. I'm now very aware of what is about to take place. How do I somehow always get myself into this mess?

“Wait Shane. Tyler tripped me!” I defend myself as I put my hand back to prevent him from spanking my ass. Not like that helped much.

“He was baiting you Bailey. And you fell for it” Shane tells me while grabbing my hand and keeping it away from his spanking region. He brings his hand down hard onto my right cheek and then the other.

SMACK SMACK

Shit that hurt and it’s only been two smacks.

“I didn't fall for anything. I was only defending myself” I cry out as Shane continues to give harsh treatment to my butt. Hey, at least he hasn’t pulled my panties down. I’ll take what I can get.

“Sometimes SMACK you SMACK need SMACK to SMACK let SMACK things SMACK go SMACK and SMACK ignore SMACK it. ” He says without missing a beat. Easier said than done Shane. It’s me we’re talking about here. Queen of holding grudges.

“But he started it” I tell him while trying to move off his lap. Although I’m not making much progress due to Shane’s hold on me. Ugh.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

“Forget who started it because I’m now finishing it” Shane tells me while finishing with a hard swat on the center of my sore cheeks. He then starts to pull my panties down. I guess I spoke too soon. It seems that Shane was holding back before because he really lays into me now.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

“Okay I get it. I shouldn’t have pushed him. I’m sorrryyy!” I plead my case. My ass is killing me right now.

“Your lucky I was the one there to stop whatever was about to occur between you three. Imagine what would happen if another leader saw you? Or even Ms. Fey. You’d likely be packing your bags up right now” Shane says while placing hard smacks on my sit spots. Honestly, packing up to go home sounds a hell of a lot better than where I’m at right now.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

“I know. Ow! I get it now!” I say as I start to cry. I’m in complete sorrow. And yes,  I know i’m being a little dramatic. His hand continues to spank all over my butt.

“You better get it. Because this shit won’t fly during school either” Shane informs me as he starts to pay attention to my upper thighs. Although, he has slowed down a little. Finally.

SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK

“I won’t. I promise” I tell Shane. I mean, I promise as long as no one is like Reddy. That shouldn’t be too difficult for me…right?

“Good. Or else you’ll end up right back where you are now. Got it?” he asks me as he gives four final hard spanks to my inflamed bottom.

“I got it” I say as Shane pulls my panties and shorts back up. I know for sure that one part of my body definitely gets it anyway. He give my butt on last pat before helping me sit up. I quickly sit on his lap and snuggle into his embrace while I cry my heart out. Look, I know that I’m supposed to be mad at him for kissing Becca last night. My madness got temporarily thrown out the window when he decided to spank. Plus, you know I’m emotional after a spanking. Don’t judge me.

“It’s okay now baby. It’s over shhhh” Shane whispers to me and kissing the top of my head. I eventually stop crying and continue to curl up on his lap. As much as I hate getting spanked, this is the only thing that I like about it. I’ll never let Shane in on that little secret. Shhhh.

“Can we talk now? ‘Cause I really think we need to clear some things up” Shane tells me while running my back gently. Way to ruin the moment Shane. Now my mad mood is coming back. I sigh and get off his lap and sit beside him on the bed at a good distance away. I want no distractions for this and any touch from him is definitely a distraction.

“Fine. Tell me why I saw you kissing your ex girlfriend” I say to him with my arms folded together. I can’t wait to hear this.

“Listen, she came onto me and kissed me before I realized what she was doing. It was literally a peck before I pulled away. Our lips were touching for a second, I swear. It must have been that second where you saw it happen. I promise you, baby, that I didn’t kiss her” Shane tells me. Hmmmm. Okay, so I can tell that he means it. But he isn’t going to get off that easily. I need some answers.

“Okay. So why did Becca kiss you if you weren’t trying to get back together? And when did you guys break up anyways?” I ask him suspiciously.

“I broke up with her in January of this year. Obviously she wasn’t too happy about it and never really got over us. Becca supposedly found out about our relationship when she noticed how you and I started to fight less and got closer instead. So she got Tyler and Nicole to spy on us to confirm her suspicion. When they confirmed it, she wanted to break us up. Becca is a very jealous and possessive person. She always was and probably always will be. She made sure to kiss me when you close by in the hopes that we would break up over it” Shane finishes. Ummm… What. The. Fuck! Becca is seriously psychotic.

“Your kidding right? How do you know all this?” I ask in disbelief. I mean, I get that she was jealous but wow.

“I got her to confess everything last night. It’s pretty fucked up honestly” He tells me. I agree.

“So did Becca have Tyler and Nicole try to drown me too?” I ask him next.

“Nah, she didn’t tell them to do that. Tyler and Nicole decided to do that all on their own. What do you expect from bullies?” Shane replies.

“Then who saw everything go down last night?” I ask Shane since I remember Ms. Barbie saying their was a witness. This is like a crime show or something.

“It was Shirley. She was the one who saw it and went to get help for you” Shane says. Ohhhhh. I wondered how Ms. Barbie knew where we randomly were.

“So they believed what she said just like that?” I ask next. See, I told you I had a lot of questions.

“Well, unlike someone here, she actually has a clean reputation and good alibi” Shane tells with a smirk. I roll my eyes and try to act offended even though he is right.

“She told Ms. Fey how terrible Tyler and his friends were to teammates,you, and her during the camp. I also backed her claims about what Tyler said to you that caused him to switch teams a while back” Shane continued to tell me. So I wasn’t the only one bullied by them? I’m not surprised. I guess I have Shirley to thank for having my back. Now that I think about it, I bet she was the one who told Shane what Reddy said to me in the woods. I take everything Shane has told me in and process it for a second. Like I said, I know Shane is telling me the truth about the kiss. So I no more reason to stay miffed at him.

“Okay, I believe that you didn’t kiss Becca. After all, I would be jealous if I couldn’t have you either” I say with a grin as I get up and sit closer to Shane. I wrap my arms around him and give him a big kiss on the cheek. Shane grins back at me and pulls me into his lap again.

“Yeah, lucky for you and your cute ass” he tells and then giving my sore butt a firm swat. Mind you, I just got spanked less than half an hour ago. It’s still fresh Shane! I was about to tell him to keep his hands to himself until my behind has time to recuperate when pulls my body closer to his for a satisfying kiss. Yup, I’m for sure the lucky one.

Sunday Afternoon:

I can't believe the camp is over. It's seems like just yesterday I was newcomer here and arguing with my leader at every turn. Well okay. That did happen yesterday. Shane wanted us to finish practice with some conditioning and a “light” mile run. I still can't believe he worked us so hard on the last day. You’d think he would let us chill or something; but NOPE! I told Shane as much and he acted like I was crazy for even thinking of such a thing. He should be used to me by now.

“Can you believe camp is over? Where did the time go?” Morgan asks as she closes her suitcase.

“Yeah, it's crazy to think that schools going to start on two weeks. It kind of sucks to think about” Emma says grabbing her things and heading toward the cabin door. I'm actually reading for school. Okay obviously not the school part but being away from home. The less time away from my step family the better it is for me.

“It really sucks for me since I won't see you guys again. Or at least until next summer” Jazzy says with a frown. I forgot she goes to a different school than us. I bump her shoulder playfully with mine

“We’ll grace you with our presence whenever our teams play against each other” I tell her with a grin.

“And our team wins” Morgan says with a laugh as we high five each other. Jazzy rolls her eyes and bumps me back. Jazzy and I made up a couple days ago thanks to Shane. We were paired together for a exercise and Shane informed us that we couldn't move onto the next exercise until we had perfected this one. So we better get over whatever was between us and work tougher. Sheesh, point taken.

“Al I know is that I'm ready to get away from this place and back to civilization” Emma says heading out the door. Too bad her escape plan failed to get her out of here.

“Yeah and away from big foot” Morgan says teasingly nudging Jazzy.

“Shut up. Let's go” Jazzy says pushing her out the door. I'll never forget how scared we were that night. I still think there was something out there. I make my way out the door when I notice that I left my phone on my bed. I go back into to empty cabin to get it. We're were last ones to head out.

“Little babe, your mom’s here” I hear Shane's voice at the door. Oh great. I make my way towards him

“Thanks for telling me” I huff. I would rather stay here at camp with big foot than go home.

“Don't shoot the messenger” Shane says with a smile as he pulls me into his arms for a hug. I guess the biggest plus that I got out of this camp is my relationship with Shane. I know that we didn't have the best start but we’re not like that anymore; for the most part. I'm excited to see what's in store for our relationship. I'm NOT excited about the spankings. My butt is still going to need some time to get used to that. But I can't complain too much overall.

“Call me often?” I ask looking up at Shane.

He gives me a kiss on my cheek.

“Of course, every night. Besides we’ll being seeing each other again in like two weeks” he tells me. Well, two weeks is a loooong time.

“I know but it's still easier said than done ” I says as I walk out of his embrace and out the door with my phone in hand. Shane follows me and shuts the cabin door.

“I know. Try to be good, okay?” He says as he gives my butt a light swat in warning. What's he gonna do? Drive two hours to my house just to spank me? Or maybe he would…

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'll try just for you. Now use your strong self and carry my bags for me” I say after I give him a peck on the lips. He rolls his eyes as he picks up my two very large bags.

“What the heck did you pack?!” Shane asks me in bewilderment. I'm a girl Shane. Don't seem so surprised.   

“Things! I like to be prepared” I defend myself. I didn't know what I would be faced with here.

“Prepared for what? In case bigfoot was after you or something?” He says laughing. He's never gonna let me live that down, is he?

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So I finally finished the Soccer Foes series!!! It took a long time but I did it. Hope you all enjoy the end of the story. And no, this is not the end for Bailey and Shane. I'm going to next write about Cori and Eric. I'm undecided on whether to continue the BHEA or do a short story as newlyweds. More likely a short but it depends on my mood. Hopefully I can get something out within a week or two. Anyway, enjoy the read and let me know what you think of it!

Soccer Foes Story 4 Part Five (Short Update)

Later that Morning

So my cleanup punishment wasn’t too bad. Besides cleaning everybody’s dirty plates and scraping off their food, it wasn’t too bad. Oh, who am I kidding? It was terrible! I was trying to think positively, but that didn’t last long. How am I going to finish kitchen duty for two and a half more days? I kinda wish that I got the choice of a spanking instead…. Shocking, I know. I am currently walking out of the dining hall toward the fields to meet up with all of the campers. I continued to think about how washing dishes messed up the nail polish on my nails when a voice caught my attention.

“hey snitch, thanks for getting me kicked out of camp” Reddy says standing right in front of me. I roll my eyes. This is guy over here.

“I didn’t do anything but tell the truth; unlike you. You got your own self kicked out” I scoff and fold my arms. I didn’t force him to be a freaking bully.

“oh please! Don’t act like you’re the victim right now. You were just as much trouble as we are, but yet you get to stay here. I wonder if it has anything to do with shacking up with Shane?” Paris says deciding to join the party. She comes and stands next to Reddy. I narrow my eyes at her last comment. What does she know about Shane and I? we haven’t done any shacking up here at camp. Plus, I’m not that easy. Sheesh. We just got together; if we’re still together anyway.

“Think what you want but there was no “shacking up” between Shane and I. plus, I still got into trouble. Hence clean up duty. Also, maybe the reason I didn’t get kicked out is because I didn’t try to drown one of y’all.” I tell them with a glare. Paris scoffs and Reddy rolls his eyes.

“Maybe I should’ve tried harder” Reddy says stepping closer to me. Is he supposed to be intimidating? Nice try, Reddy. “Or maybe I should’ve kicked your ass harder. Although, I did a pretty good job of it the first time” I say with a smirk. His gaze on me hardens and he steps closer to me. We’re pretty much chest to chest right now.

“Yeah right. You just caught me by surprise is all. I would totally win the next time around” Reddy says. Is he serious?

“Wanna bet?” I challenge. Reddy is all talk right now. As if he thinks he would beat me with my ninja like skills and cat like reflexes. Come at me bro.

“Yeah, he will kick your ass Bailey!” Paris says as his hype man; or girl in this case. I snort and shake my head. I open my mouth to tell her to shut up when I’m pushed back by Reddy. I stumble back but catch myself from falling to the ground. See! Like a cat. I raise my hand to throw a punch at Reddy when a firm grasp on my wrist prevents me from doing so.

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Just posting to show I'm still updating. I'll try to finish this story within the next two weeks. Next update will be much longer. 

Soccer Foes Story 4 Part Four

Bailey’s POV:

“Well to say I’m shocked is an understatement. I’m appalled by what I just walked onto tonight. Between campers on the other side of camp fight in the lake or finding the leaders of this camp arguing like crazy, I’m not sure which one is worse. What I do know is that both things are unacceptable; especially since it is near the end of camp. I was hoping to end on a high note, but that will not be the case after tonight. Luna will you please bring the wet campers and the other campers back to their cabins? I’ll figure out the best way to handle their situation first thing in the morning. But first I need to have a word with these leaders here now” Ms. Fey says with an ominous tone. Ms. Barbie actually has a serious side to her. If I weren’t standing right behind her, I wouldn’t have believed it myself. I looked past her to see Shane and notice that he is already looking at me. I quickly look elsewhere. Damn him. My chest hurts when I look at him cliché as that sounds. However, the image of Becca and him kissing is still fresh on my mind. That what got me into this mess tonight. I wish I could erase it from my memory forever. Now that would be a cool invention. Instead of something pointless; like umbrella shoes or something like that. That’s actually a real thing by the way. No lie.

“Come on guys, let’s go” Luna tells us. Morgan is still here and she is quickly by my side as we head back to our cabins. She’s looking at me strangely.

“You and Shane are together?” she asks me with wide eyes and disbelief. What the… How did she know that?

“Where did you find that out?” I ask her. I guess the cats out of the bag now. Emma hurries to my other side.

“Yo, you missed a lot before you arrived with the camp director. The leaders were practically screaming at each other; especially Shane and Becca. That’s how everyone found out about you two. Where’d you go anyway? And why are you all wet?” Emma asks looking me up and down. I rolled my eyes.

“Kicking butt” I say and leave it at that. I don’t feel like explaining how I practically died by Reddy and his evil minions.

“What?” Morgan asks with confusion as we reach our rooms.

“I’ll tell you about it in the morning” I say as Luna tells us to get ready for bed. Speaking about Luna, she was with Ms. Barbie when she found us on the dock. When I reach my bed, I quickly grab my pajamas and shower gear and head to the showers. I make sure to give Paris a glare and bump my shoulder with hers on my way out. I didn’t feel like being questioned further by Morgan about the whole Shane situation. Especially since I have no idea where we are at the moment. He kissed Becca, his ex girlfriend. Who does he think he is? Fresh tears start to stream down my face. I can’t believe I’m crying over him. Be strong Bailey. He’s not worth it. But, of course, my body betrays me. What is new? I just want this stupid camp to be over with already.

The Next Morning:

“This is just great. Thanks to you we are getting kicked out of camp” Paris yells at me once we are outside of Ms. Barbie’s makeshift office to discuss what happened last night. Let me fill you in on what’s happened so far this very eventful morning. When I woke up, I was instantly bombarded with questions from Morgan about last night and my relationship with Shane. Or whatever is left of it anyway. I’m not sure where we are at after I saw him smacking lips with Becca. Anyways, I just grunted at her. Look, I don’t know about anyone else but I am not a morning person. Even after almost a month at this camp, I am still not use to waking up at the crack of dawn. So Morgan should know me by now. I mean, seriously. If the questioning was not enough, Leah stopped me as I was heading out to breakfast to inform me that I had an immediate meeting with the camp director. Oh joy. I was met with Paris, Nicole, Reddy, and his BFF. At that point, I was pretty much over the whole situation. Ms. Barbie talked to each of us one by one to hear our side of the story. I told her how one of them almost droned me and I was only defending myself against them. Hey, that was pretty much the whole truth minus some details. It was self-defense, I tell you. After I got finished with my account, I wasn’t sure if she believed me or not, considering I was the last to go. I figured I was so screwed. There was four of them and one of me. You do the math. However, I guess the soccer angels helped me out because something amazing happened. I didn’t get in trouble…that much. Turns out someone saw the whole thing play out last night and told the director about it. Also, some of the leaders vouched for me and said how Reddy and his clique have caused problems for me and other campers during the last few weeks. Hmmm, I wonder who that could be? Just kidding, I have a pretty good idea who it probably was. I’m not slow you guys, I swear. In any case, Ms. Barbie said their stories did not match up together at all and based on these facts, they would have to leave camp immediately.  They missed the ball on that one. If you are trying to save your asses, then get your stories straight. Sheesh, that was a total rookie mistake; just saying. So their parents were called to come get them by the end of the day. But like I said earlier, I still got into a little bit of trouble for physically fighting with them even if I was defending myself. Therefore I have to help with cleanup after meals for the rest of the week. I guess it’s not the worst punishment. At least my butt is still in tact.

“Please. You did this all on your own. Don’t blame me. However, I have to say that you will not be missed. Soooo…bye!” I say to her with fake enthusiasm with a wave as I head toward the dining hall. Bailey: One. Paris: a big fat zero. Ha! As soon as I walk into the hall, Morgan greets me.

“So what happened? Are you in trouble? Do you have to leave?” she asks me in a single breath. Again with the questioning, Morgan?

“Calm down. I wouldn’t be here if I had to leave right?” I tell her wit ha smile and an eye roll. Jazzy and Emma walk up to us too.

“So what did happen then? And what about the bully brigade?” Emma asks me. Jazzy remains quiet since we haven’t said much to each other since the fainting episode. Someone who shall remain nameless until further notice said that I am too stubborn for my own good and should let go of my grudge against Jazzy. After all, she was just looking out for me. I’ll admit that I can be a little stubborn at times but I am not that stubborn. Right…?

“They’re out. They have to leave today. I just have to help with clean up after meals. So its not too bad” I tell them and fill them in on what else happened during the meeting and last night.

“Well good riddance! They should have been kicked out a long time ago” Morgan says as we finish eating our breakfast. I couldn’t agree more.

“So have you seen Shane this morning?” Morgan asks me with a sly smirk. I roll my eyes. Why does she keep bugging me about him? Up until this point, I put him to the back of my mind. I can only focus on one thing at a time. Whoever said that girls are great at multi-tasking obviously have never met me. It’s a curse honestly.

“No, I haven’t and I don’t want to talk about him right now. Okay? Now I have to go start my “punishment” I tell them as I get up.

“You wont be able to avoid him forever. What about practice today and for the rest of the week?” Jazzy asks me. I roll my eyes. I’m surprised my eyes haven’t rolled out of my head with the amount of times I’ve done it today. Wait, can that actually happen?

“I know that, but you know I’m still going to try” I say with a huff and head towards the kitchen area.

Soccer Foes Story 4 Part 1 Continued

Thursday evening:

"I could eat s'mores everyday,” Morgan says licking her fingers. For the night activity, there was a bonfire and we could make s'mores. I, however, only had chocolate. Not because I was trying to not eat but because I don't like s'mores. Call me crazy but I don't favor eating a gooey mess.

"I can tell,” I say as I watch her make her fifth one. Me, Morgan, Emma, Jazzy, and a few other campers are still here. Pretty much everyone else headed back to their cabins already. Oh I also forgot to mention that Reddy, his BFF from the first day, Paris, Nicole, and a few others of their dumb friends. Ugh. Throughout the bonfire, they kept giving me evil smirks. Well I thought they were evil anyway. In my eyes, they all are horns growing out of theirs heads. Morgan pushes me and sticks her tongue out at me for my comment.

Shane and some of the other leaders that I have come to realize must be his friends are still here too. Becca is over there too and guess who she's sitting by? Shane. I get that there friends and everything but still. Hands off the merchandise, please.

"Can we go back now? I'm tired of being the mosquitoes dinner,” Emma says swatting bugs off her legs. I yawn. My bed does sound good about now. I can have some sweet dreams about Shane. Heehee.

"If you had used bug repellent before we went out here, you wouldn't have this problem" Jazzy tells her. Me and Emma roll our eyes. You’re her mom, dear. I'm still not talking Jazzy. I'm still a little pissed with her. I hold really long grudges, okay? Ask the ice cream guy who didn't have any more of my favorite flavor. Anyways, we stand up by the fire and start to head back when something caught our attending; specifically mine. Shane and Becca we're kissing. That's right. KISSING!!! My mouth drops.

"I guess they're back together,” Morgan says. Um, no he's not. Shane's with me, not her. Or at least I thought he was. By now, the lovebirds have broke apart. I want to be anywhere but here right now so I'm outta here. I quickly walk away into the forest trails back to the cabins. I can't believe this. How can Shane do this to me? I thought he actually liked me. This is what I get for falling for his extremely handsome good looks. Ugh. I continue to make my way through the woods pissed off. Wait a minute, nothing looks familiar right now. I notice the dock by the lake. Yeah I'm soooo not by the cabins. I guess I wasn't paying attention to where I was going since my mid was a little preoccupied. Stupid Shane. I guess since I'm here, I may as well enjoy the view. I sit down on the edge of the dock and look into the glittering water. The moon is bright in the sky reflecting over the lake. Sigh. I feel like in a movie or something. Too bad I'm in a bad mood; as usual. I guess Reddy was right. Shane is, I mean was into me. Why would he go and kiss Becca. And it just had to be her. Hmph. Whatever. I don't need him. I'm better off without him. My life will so much easier. Not to mention that my butt won't have to worry anymore. Ha! I continue to gaze into the lake deep in thought when I'm suddenly in the water itself. Someone pushed me in. I try to bring my head above water but something or someone is pushing me down under water, preventing me from reaching the surface for air.

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So I was rereading Soccer Foes and noticed that I somehow didn't add this part to the story. Hopefully the story makes better sense with this missing part. I'm currently writing the next part of Soccer Foes, so look out for a new addition within the next few days.