Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Ken Charles' Presidents Day Tribute - HOW BETTY SUE BILLINGTON BECAME SENIOR CLASS PRESIDENT

This story is not intended for those individuals under the age of eighteen, or for those individuals who are unusually sensitive to adult or sexually oriented materials.  For the rest of you, enjoy.   

  She certainly wasn't much to look at, you know. She wasn't ugly, just kind of plain and a bit overweight. And she always hid behind those thick glass with those awful wire rims. She didn't dress well, and wasn't friendly with any of the girls that I knew of. But she was definitely the smartest girl in school. And most importantly, she was there for us when our asses were on the line!
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     Ms. Larsky was the biggest bitch ever to teach at Friar's Point Academy for Young Ladies.  The dyke was supposed to be a physical education instructor/fitness counselor. What she really was was a prototype for the Fourth Reich's SS. The Board of Governors wouldn't let her carry a whip. But neither the Board nor those goddamn enrollment agreements which gave the school the unfettered right to administer "such necessary and proper discipline, including reasonable corporal punishment, as may be required to ensure the moral, ethical and intellectual development of the student", said a fucking thing about paddles.
     I think Marla Collins started everything. Marla and Katie Kellerman came in late for the third time that week. Christ, we're Seniors! What did they expect? Anyway, just in case anyone in class missed it, Commandant Larsky immediately started blowing on her whistle. She comes running over to them, waving the goddamn paddle that she keeps on her belt, and tells them to bend over.
     Well, Marla puts her hands on her hips and says, "get real". Larsky gets all red in the face, grabs her by the arm, and drags her over to the vaulting horse. She bends Marla over the horse, turns her skirt up and gives six really hard whacks with the paddle. By the time she's finished, Marla is really crying!
     Then Larsky turns to Katie, who's like all scared and pasty, you know. So Larsky screams at Katie to bend over. Katie's already crying, but she bends over like she's told. Larsky gives her three whacks over her skirt. It's not nearly as bad as Marla's paddling, but Katie is like really embarrassed.
     Except for Marla and Katie crying, it's like really quiet in the gym. Marla and Katie are part of the big money West Oak Hills clique, and they're not real popular with the rest of the "little" people. So some the girls are like smirking, you know. But shit, most of the girls are just scared and angry. I know was! Well, somebody says, "Jesus, what a bitch!"
     Like I said, the gym's real quiet. So everybody in the whole gym hears it including Doberman ears Larsky. But Larsky was still glaring at Katie and Marla, probably looking for a reason to beat them some more. So she doesn't know who said it. But she spins around and screams, "who said that?"
     Of course, although everybody was thinking it, no sane girl would admit to calling Larsky a bitch, and they're really strict about admitting only sane girls to Friar's Point. So Larsky screams for everybody to line up and starts blowing her fucking whistle again. Everybody runs to get in line.
     Larsky starts walking up and down the line, shaking her paddle and demanding to know who called her a bitch. Finally, she walks to the center of the line and says real quietly, "I'm going to count to ten. If the young lady who made the earlier referenced remark does not step forward by the time I reach ten, then every one of you is going to receive three smacks. Do you hear me? Every single one of you!"
     She smacks the paddle on her hand and says, "One!" Now several of girls are shuffling their feet, and everybody is looking at everybody else. "Two!" Nobody steps forward. "Three!" Several of the girls are whimpering, and I'm getting pretty close myself. "Four! Five! Six!"
     Larsky smacks the paddle against her thigh. "I'm not kidding, ladies! One of you is responsible, here. Seven! Eight!" No one steps forward. "Nine! Ten! That's it, everyone turn around, and bend over!"
     And that's when the miracle occurred! Instead of turning around, one girl starts walking away. Larsky turns purple and screams at her, "Where do you think you're going, Missy?"
     Betty Sue never blinks, and replies calmly, "I'm going to call the police."
     "You're what?"
     "I said that I'm going to call the police. You have just committed thirty-seven counts of felony assault."
     "What are you talking about?"
     "Let us assume that the unlikely statement that you allegedly heard actually was uttered by one of the students in this room. By your own admission, one and only one individual was responsible for that alleged remark. However, knowing full well that the other students have no such responsibility, nonetheless, you have placed the remaining thirty-seven students in this class in fear of an imminent harmful and/or offensive contact. Under state law, that constitutes an assault.
     “Since your remarks indicate your premeditated intent to cause pain to these students, it would not be difficult to characterize these assaults as felonies rather than as misdemeanors. Regardless, the police should be summoned to prevent your committing an additional thirty-seven counts of battery."
     Larsky opens her mouth, but no sound comes out. Finally, Larsky sort of croaks out, "Get back in line, young lady", but clearly she's shaking. Betty Sue turns and starts to walk out of the gym.
     Right there, Betty Sue Billington won my nomination and vote for Senior Class President. So I start chanting, "Betty, Betty, Betty!" Hell, I couldn't be in any more trouble than when I called Larsky a bitch. Anyway, several other girls pick up the chant. Pretty soon, everybody is doing it. Larsky doesn't know what to do! She starts blowing her whistle, but the chanting grows louder. Finally, Larsky screams at Betty to wait.
     Betty is almost out of the gym. Larsky runs over to talk to her. You can see that Larsky is really upset, but you can't hear what they're saying over the chanting and clapping. Finally, Betty and Larsky come back to the line. Larsky tries to say something, but the chanting drowns her out.
     Betty holds up her hands, and everybody quiets down. Betty says that she has made a proposal to Larsky to settle the problem, but the whole group has to agree. After she explains, she takes a vote. It's unanimous! Larsky hands her paddle to Betty, and walks over to the vaulting horse.
     Larsky is bright red as she bends over the horse. Marla and Katie gleefully hold her arms. I run up and yank down her shorts. Larsky starts screaming that's not part of the agreement. So Betty asks her if she wants out. Larsky starts crying, but shakes her head no. Betty takes Larsky's whistle and blows twice, "Line up!"
     All the girls get in line. Betty takes her position behind Larsky, measures carefully, and gives her a sharp smack with the paddle. Betty says "next", and hands me the paddle. I wind up and give her a good crack right across both cheeks. Shit, I could have stood there and done that all day, but I surrendered the paddle when Betty called, "next". Smack after smack, the girls settled their accounts. Larsky's tight ass turned pink, then red, then black and blue. By the time Katie and Marla took the final swats, Larsky was bawling like a baby! I suggested that we do that every Friday.
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     She wasn't the richest girl in class or the prettiest. But she won the election by a landslide. You know what really put her over the top? Betty kept that fucking paddle!

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KC Copyright 2012; Moral rights to be identified as the author of "HOW BETTY SUE BILLINGTON BECAME SENIOR CLASS PRESIDENT " asserted worldwide (including in Great Britain in accordance with Sections 77 and 78 of the Copyright, Designs and Patent Act of 1988)

This story appears  in Slightly Twisted Sisters.



Friday, February 10, 2017

New Release from Ken Charles!

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Greek gods, ghosts and monsters take corporal punishment to places and times you never imagined. Ever wonder what Andromeda and Perseus were like before they were stars? Isn't it about time Cinderella's step-relations got theirs? Who needs imaginary friends to blame when you are age playing if you have got a snallygaster who loves to get you into trouble? Want the real scoop behind the Snow White conspiracy? The answers to these questions and more are included in this collection of bed time stories for after the kids are in bed. Whether a demon chastises a young maiden or Mercury teaches a lesson to a lazy, greedy young woodcutter, rubefaction is guaranteed. 

Includes the novella "The Mercies of Cinderella".

Thursday, January 5, 2017

New Releases from Ken Charles

January 4, 2016

Check out my new releases for the new year:





CP SCI-FI TALES ACROSS TIME AND SPACE

From the past to the far flung future, from strict aunties to pissed off aliens, this collection takes corporal punishment to places you’ve never imagined. As humanity moves out across the galaxy, one constant remains—naughty behavior will earn you a firm bare bottom spanking.

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Billy's Tale: Sex Tales From West County

When Billy inherits more money than he ever dreamed of having, it allows him to explore his sexuality through a full color palette of inter-racial sex and spanking with lovely, naughty young ladies with soft smooth skins ranging from alabaster Kalina to cream Ruby to yellow Alyeska to red Bonita to brown Pia to gray Madhubala to ebony Keesha. The hues may vary, but they all lead to unimagined pleasure. As much as he enjoys giving a good spanking, Billy discovers that it can be just as much fun to receive one.


Venus and Marks

From naughty young brides and girlfriends to more mature matrons, this collection of eighteen short stories, focuses on the more domestic, romantic and playful aspects of corporal punishment. 

SOLE MATES--A young wife buys a pair of flats at the mall in violation of her agreement to avoid the mall for a month. She learns that flats can be used for more than walking.

RESPONSIBILITY-- Lisette agrees to water Robert's plants while he is out of town, but inadvertently leaves the door. When she can't find Robert's cat, she engages in a panicked search, but to no avail. Robert has gotten her out of a couple of speeding tickets, but her last one cost her sixty bucks and sixty smacks on her bare bottom. Racing over to his place for one last search, she gets another ticket.

VENUS OF URBINO -- REVISITED-- A new tour guide gives a novel interpretation of Titian's classic work.

WARMING HER OLD BONES-- Perry's mother thinks he can do better than Sally, the woman that embarrassed him at the corporate soiree. But a trip over her husband's knee reminds her that she was a bit wild herself once.

THE SUM OF THE PARTS-- Katrina's mind wanders before she is caned.

RESPONSIBILITY II-- Lisette, now living with Robert, spent the afternoon the day before with her friend Sally and forgot to pick up Robert's suit before his first trial as first chair. She works herself up and decides that Robert is tired of her, but finds a note and a leather-backed brush on her pillow that reassures her.

THE WIDOW-- In the days preceding D-Day, Julie Winters is watching for spies, but falls for the target of her investigation. She's right. He's not who he claims to be.

SPANKING WEB RING ROULETTE-- Robert and Lisette play strip roulette based on random selection of spanking web sites.

I LET MYSELF IN-- Crystal surprises a conventioneer by letting herself into his hotel room, which is a very naughty thing to do. Being naughty has its consequences.

RESPONSIBILITY III-ACTS OF CONTRITION-- Robert tries to convince Lisette to join him in San Francisco, but she puts him off because of work, and guilt. She has been hiding something from him. The leather brush helps her assuage some of her guilt.

THIN WALLS-- Sasha hears all sorts of things from the neighboring apartments. Jean and Gene are a thirties something couple with an active fantasy life when the kids spend the night at their grandparents. Newly-wed Tom Masterson is six three, 240 pounds, and totally under the heel of his dominatrix wife Celine, which is not good for Tom when he forgets some groceries. Kitty and Kat are bickering roommates and performance artists. Sasha's recommendation of spanking to settle an argument adds grist to their performance mill.

MALUM PROHIBITUM-- A thoughtless junior associate takes on the wrong secretary.

THE PERILS OF THE “SPENCER PLAN”-- Be careful what you ask for. Maggie requires strict adherence to the pre-nuptial agreement that her husband insisted on, including enforcement of the "Spencer Plan".

THE RESTAURAN-- A detour off the interstate takes a traveler to Betsy's RESTAURAN. When Betsy's niece BT makes a scene, Betsy shows that she can serve up more than chicken, coffee and home made pie. 

POKER NIGHT-- Celine's Masterson's night out with the girls is interrupted when her dog acts up. Not a smart move on the dog's part.

THE SHOWER-- A young bride crying in the shower finds that her husband still loves her even when she misbehaves.

RESPONSIBILITY IV--AN EVENING OF SCRABBLE-- Once again, be careful what you ask for. Robert is always on Lisette about responsibility. Lisette demonstrates that his admonishments have not passed unheeded.

VENUS AND MARS-- A final reflection on love and spanking. 






Slightly Twisted Sisters

This collection of fourteen corporal punishment short stories is a bit edgier than many of my stories. The heroines are haughty, headstrong, bitchy and even outright sociopathic. There is sex, but sex isn't the focus.

FEELING NO PAIN--A city gal finds a unique way to raise her rent at a country/western road house.

A ROYAL BIRCHING--The usurper may sit on the throne, and claim her Mother's bed, but
even a sound birching won't ever bend the Princess to his will.

PSYCHE AND METAPHYSIC--A young girl writes a letter to cousin setting out her revenge on her arch rival who stole her fiancée.

THREE BLACK CATS--The only thing blacker than the Mistress's skin is her heart.

THE CREAM OF THE CROP--She may be the finest rider to come out of the stable,but she still has to pay her fees.

UNDERCOVER--Sometimes even a promising rookie needs to be put in her place.

HOW BETTY SUE BILLINGTON BECAME SENIOR CLASS PRESIDENT--Take brains over brawn every time.

BEDRAKEN JUSTICE--Daddy's little girl fulfills her destiny.

THE NAUGHTY MAID--Failure to perform one's duties has consequences.

SINFUL ONE--A fiery backside beats the fires of hell.

A MATTER OF CONSCIENCE--It may not be for everyone, but freedom of choice should remain unfettered.

CANE, BELL AND CANDLE--For whom does the bell toll? It tolls for her.

THIS JUST IN--Vigilantes finally take matters into their own hands to protect the community.

THE CARD--Mom's diary reveals more than how she quit smoking.

Monday, December 26, 2016

Look what you can buy with your gift card!



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https://www.amazon.com/SIDES-BENT-MIND-Charlie-Kenmore-ebook/dp/B01N3R98DA/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8



https://www.amazon.com/KIND-TALES-OSWIN-WADDLES-KITTEN-ADVENTURER-ebook/dp/B0106NXB6U/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8



https://www.amazon.com/Mercies-Cinderella-Ken-Charles-ebook/dp/B01B1W4YWK/ref=asap_bc?ie=UTF8



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