It’s a new day and my trainer had to run some errands, but couldn’t take me, so she left me at a daycare and told me to behave myself. I looked around and saw a board with some rules.
Follow instructions
No swearing
Play nice
Share
Be nice to the staff
No biting
No using abilities
Eat your food
Don’t make a mess
Have fun
Any rulebreaker(s) will be dealt with by the staff
“Hmm. Okay, seems simple enough.” I thought to myself. My trainer had already signed the paperwork and left, so I started to explore. I met a lot of different Pokemon and got to be friends with a lot of them. “Hey, are you new around here?” asked a Luxio. “Yeah, my trainer had to run some errands so she left me here until she’s done with them,” I said. “Right. What’s your name?” He asked. “Periwinkle. What’s your’s?” I said, trying to be friendly. “Cool, mine’s Sparky. Let me tell you, Periwinkle, it’s not as fun as it seems here. The workers always seem nice but if you slip up, they take you in the back and give you a spanking.” He explained. “Huh?” I had always heard about spankings and how many people didn’t like them, but I had never had one. “A Spanking? What’s that?” I asked. Sparky’s eyes grew wide. “You’ve never had a spanking before?” He said. “No, what’s it like?” I asked. “Oh boy. Well, my trainer spanks me all the time for all sorts of things. It’s not fun.” He said. “Well, it can’t be that bad,” I said. “Oh really? How about you start misbehaving so one of the workers will take you to the back and spank you? Maybe then, you’ll see that it sucks.” He said. I was confused but agreed due to my curiosity. “Good luck,” Sparky said, walking off. Soon, a woman came out and explained everything I needed to know and introduced herself as Holly. Soon, playtime started and I looked for Sparky. Soon, I found him playing with a basketball. “Hey, Sparky. How do I get the worker to spank me?” I asked. He looked at me with a confused look. “Wait, you’re really doing that?” He asked. “Well, yeah. I want to know what it’s like to be spanked. What do I do?” I asked. Sparky looked around and pointed to the sign at the entrance. “You see that sign? It has all of the rules listed on it. If you break some or even all of the rules, a spanking is guaranteed.” He said. “Oh, okay. Thanks.” I said. Sparky went back to playing with his basketball. Soon, lunchtime started and Sparky asked to talk to me. “I have an idea for your first crime. Complain about the food and insult Holly’s cooking. It’ll work. And if it doesn’t, come see me when playtime starts again. I got another idea.” He whispered. “Sparky. Periwinkle. It’s lunchtime. Come eat.” said Holly. We went to eat and she gave me some food, and I looked at it, made an unhappy face, and slapped it off the table. “Eww, did you get this from the trash?” I said. I could hear Sparky trying not to laugh. I felt bad but my curiosity kept me going.”Well, that’s what we’re serving today, so if you don’t like it, you don’t have to eat it. But you cannot throw an attitude.” After lunchtime, I went to look for Sparky. “It didn’t work. What do I do now?” I asked. He thought for a second. “I can help you. We can stage a fight.” He said, smirking. “Huh? I don’t want to fight.” I said. “I know, it’s a fake fight. Here’s what we can do. First, you come over here and steal my basketball. Then, when I tell you to give it back, don’t. Instead, swear at me. Then, when I reach for the ball, I want you to bite me. Boom, three rules are broken.” He said. “Oh, okay. But I don’t know any swear words.” I said. He looked around and smirked. “Come here.” He said. He whispered a bunch of bad words in my ear and even gave me a really mean name to call him when he demanded the ball back. “And we have to be loud so that Holly hears.” He said. I nodded and grabbed the ball from him. “Hey, give that back, I was playing with it.” He said, winking at me. “No, I won’t. You can have it back when I’m done with it.” I said. And I even called him the name he taught me. “Okay, this is the most important part.” He whispered, reaching for the ball and I bit his paw. I didn’t bite him too hard because I didn’t want to hurt him. “OOWWWW!!!! HOLLY!!!” He yelled, winking at me. I quickly gave the ball back and heard Holly approaching. “Periwinkle!! What on earth are you doing?” She asked. I looked at Sparky, not knowing what to do. He started to explain what happened while pretending to cry. “I thought so. You, come with me.” Holly said. I followed her to a room and she closed the door and sat down in a chair. “Now, I was trying to be nice to you and let the lunchtime thing go since this is your first time here, but if you’re going to bully the others, I’m going to punish you.” She said. She picked me up and put me on her lap. I was confused at first but then felt her slap my behind. “Ow. What are you doing?” I asked. “I’m giving you a spanking. You broke not one, but six rules. Rules 2, 3, 5, 6, 8, and 9 to be exact.” She said, slapping my bottom again. “Oww, I’m sorry. I won’t misbehave again.” I said. Sparky was right, spankings were not fun at all. She continued to spank my bottom for about 10 seconds until she picked up a nearby hairbrush. Before I could say a word, she slapped my bottom with it. “OWW!!!” I begged for her to stop but she didn’t.
*SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP* *SLAP*
Every hit to my bottom hurt more and more. Soon, she put it down and told me to sit in the corner, and I did. My bottom hurt so bad and I couldn’t stop crying. Every time I wiped the tears off my face, my eyes would produce more. She sat there, watching me to make sure I didn’t move. I sat there for what felt like forever. Eventually, she told me I was free to go. She brought me over to Sparky and told me to apologize and I did. After she left, Sparky hugged me. “Well, you were right. My bottom hurts so bad. That was not worth it.” I said, still crying. “Well, now you know how it feels to be spanked.” He said. “By the way, I’m fine. That was just acting to sell the bit.” “What did she spank you with anyway?” He asked. I wiped the tears off my face and said, “Well, she spanked me with her hand for about 10 seconds and then she started spanking me with a hairbrush. It hurts so badly.” I whimpered. “Ouch,” Sparky said, looking uncomfortable. “You’d have to mess up big time to get the hairbrush. That thing bites. Trust me.” He said, rubbing his bottom. So we played together until my trainer got back. By that time, my bottom had already healed, so she never knew about the spanking I received. Then we went home and I asked her if I could go back whenever she needed to run some errands. She was surprised but said “Sure. I’m glad you had fun.” Yes… Fun… The only good part of any of that was meeting Sparky. Anyway, except for the spanking, I did have fun and I can’t wait to see my new friend again. Maybe I’ll make some more friends. Who knows?
