Wednesday, December 24, 2008

Oh No It's Jammed !!

Sharon Taylor was a very shy wo20 year old young lady. She didn't have a boyfriend and was still into spanking. She didn't know how she would be spanked with no boyfriend and much too shy to actually go to a BDSM club.


They she saw it. A Japanese Robotical Company was offering a brand new state of the art and up to day spanking robot. She jumped at the chance to buy it; it was a chance that she might never get again.

When the robot arrived at her home by United Parcel Post, she immediately had it put into her basement.

The two deliverymen from UPOS manhandled the large and heavy box down into Sharon’s Basement. "Do you want any help unpacking it Miss Taylor."

Sharon blushed, shed be humiliated if anyone actually found out that she had bought the spanking robot. "No, no. I can do it. I don't need any help."

"Okay, but it's free." Sharon looked at the cumbersome wooden crate.

"No, my boyfriend has ordered it for me for Christmas. I don't even know what it is yet. He'd kill me if I peeked." She lied to them about having a boyfriend; if she had a boyfriend she wouldn't have needed the spanking robot.

She wished she did have a boyfriend, then he could tan her backside for lying. The two UPS men left.

Sharon got out a crow bar and started to tear the wooden box apart. It was tough work, but she eventually managed to do it. The robot sat on the base of the box and the base sat on an eight by eight stand that she had built for the robot to sit on. This stand had poles in each corner and curtains running all the way around the outside base of the stand.

She had given it a little thought when she had decided to order the spanking robot. She got out a rag and wiped the robot down, making in sparkle like it should. She also cleaned up the area around the base. The robot sat there gleaming in the light.

She then read the instruction and made sure she knew how to operate the robot.

She then set up the controls of the robot to give her five swats with its hand. Lying over the robots knee she reaches out and pushes the button to the robot controls. Down comes the robots left arm and pushes her over the knees of the robot. She tries to get up, just to test the robots efficiency. She can't move. The robots arm does give a bit, but not enough to make it so she can get off the robot.

Then it begins. The robots right arm descends down and its hand makes contact with her bare ass.

Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO. Oh my that's beginning to smart. I think I'll lesson the force that it's hitting me with." Crack. "OOOOOO."

Sharon reaches out and tries to turn the knob that controls the force of the robots right hand. The knob falls off and hits the handle below it. This handle is the one that regulates the amount of swats that is to be given. The number jumps by a factor of 10. It's now at 50.

Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO."

Sharon panics and tries to reset the controls, but she can't quite reach the switch that dictates the number of swats to be administers.

Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO. Oh my god. What have I done." Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. "OOOOOO." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch. Someone, oh god someone please help me. Anyone help me." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch."

Sharon is screeching at the top of her voice. She so much wants to have someone rescue her. But who is there, she's all alone in the house.

Crack. Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch."

Then she sees her neighbor Harrold Marks looking into the basement window. Looking right at him she yells at the top of her voice. "In gods name Mr. Marks, break down my door if you have to but god help me, stop this.

She's blubbering now. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

Crack. Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch."

Sharon then hears the back door crack open and sees Harold Marks running across the room. She's blubbering so much that she can't see too much of what happens next.

Crack. Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch."

Harrold runs over to the spanking robot and grabs hits hand trying to stop it. But its mechanism is so powerful that he can't. Then he looks at the controls and sees the off switch. Turning it off, the spanking robot stops the spanking and its arm that is holding Sharon over its knee relaxes and retracts upward.

Crack. Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch." Crack. Yeeeeeeowch."

Sharon lays there and cries. She feels Harrold Marks lifting her up and carrying her up to her room. Lying on her stomach she feels a sheet being placed over her body. He sits down on the bed. "I'll call 911, Miss Taylor."

She screams again. "Noooooo, wait don't I'll be okay. I'd die from embarrassment if anyone found out about this humiliating experience. I don't even want you to know about it. Please leave, I want to be left along."

He stands up off the bed. "Okay Miss Taylor, I'll call back latter tonight to make sure you're okay."

As he walks across the room he hears her say. "Thank you so very much." Then she starts to cry again. About two weeks goes by and he asks her out on a date, which she accepts. After all she believes she owes him her hide at least, if not her very life.

As for that damn robot, it got packed back up and sent back to the factory, saying it was defective and she wanted her money back or she'd sue them. As it turns out she didn't really need a spanking robot, there was a spanko dom that lived right next door.

She and Harrold Marks became a couple, a couple of spanko's that is and she got spanked whenever he thought she needed one. Whether she thought she needed it or not. Her love life ended up being the best ever.

1 comment:

Dave said...

cool story/so where can we get one of these spanko robots??

Dave :)