Spanking Stories

Chapter 1

I breathe heavy, gripping my stomach as I get up from my seat. "Sam, could you work on the computer for me please? I need to use the bathroom." "Yeah I got it! are you okay?" Sam questions. "Yup," I respond quickly. "Are you sure?" asks May, one of the other girls in the room with us, the third one being my friend Jayla, working on the cameras. A thumbs up is all I give the girls as I rush out.

Sam and May. The best sisters I have ever met. They're kind, and they act like my older sisters. Jayla. My friend ever since we moved around the same time. We all work together in the tech room at church, switching out when needed.

I make my way to the bathroom as tears slowly stream down my face, being careful to hide them to keep from anyone potentially seeing. I rush to the biggest stall and slide down the wall, not worrying about this being a public bathroom. A few moments later, I hear the sound of my nickname being said by May's voice.

"Ven?... Ven?... Heaven?" "Yea?" I call out, snapping out of my pain induced trance. "Are you sure you're okay?" "Yeah I'm just having some cramps," I lie.

Technically, it's not a complete lie. They are cramps, just 10 times worse than they normally are. You see, my cramps aren't really that bad, normally I just have to pause for a second to regain my composure but they've have never made me completely loose focus like they are today, hence why I had to excuse myself.

"Do you want me to get your mom?" May questions. "Yes please, could you?" I respond. "Of course!" "Thank you," I say as she walks out to get my mom.

I sit there clutching my stomach while the cramps come and go. what is going on with me? they're never like thi... "Heaven, sweetheart?" I hear my mom's voice calling."Yes?" I say back. "May told me what's going on. Did you eat today?" she questions, already knowing that answer. "No."

My mom always knows everything when it comes to my health, and this time was no different. We both knew I didn't eat this morning, and she knew that was part of the reason for my pains right now.

Well, actually, I didn't really eat much yesterday either, to be honest. It's not that I have a disorder or anything. Sometimes, I just don't feel like eating. I mean, it has been happening more in the past few months, but I swear it's just a little phase. I'm fine...

"Come to the kitchen so we can get you something to eat." She replies softly, bringing me back to the moment, the pain, the discomfort. I slowly get up, unlocking the stall door and slightly leaning on my mother for support.

My mom is not a tall lady. She is short, a few inches smaller than me. But whenever I need her support, she gives it with no difficulty.

We make our way to the kitchen as she asks me questions about the pain. "When did it start?"I had some this morning, but they were the normal ones I always get, but about 30 minutes ago, they sta..." I pause as I start to cry again, frustrated about the pain I had been experiencing today. you deserve it! you're such a bad person!

We enter the kitchen and I take a deep breath before continuing, "they started getting worse about 20 minutes ago and then I went to the bathroom about 5 minutes ago" I explain, my voice cracking halfway through and fully breaking into tears.

Mom rubs my back as I lean over the counter. Slowly, another cramp starts to develop. I lean back into the corner of the kitchen and slide down the wall in discomfort, covering my face and bringing my knees to my chest in the process. Mother hurriedly finds leftovers from the church lunch yesterday in the fridge labeled 'please eat or take home!!'

As she fixes a plate, a familiar voice booms from the doorway "hey ma dukes,"

Darius.