This short story is an entry in the 2002 Soc.Sexuality.Spanking Summer Short Story Contest and is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission.  Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice.  The author would appreciate your comments

Category:  Adult
 

It was damn well hot that Sunday afternoon, very appropriate for a Cinco de Mayo picnic in the park. A refreshing breeze was blowing and although many bodies had a sheen on them it was a wonderful day to be alive. Friends, a day off work and great food; what could possibly go wrong?

Ramon had been watching Kerry to make sure he didn't drink too many Margaritas, even though they were weak ones. Sitting with a good friend, Ramon got into an intense discussion about a current legal case in the courts and barely noticed Kerry dancing with abandon.

At least, he wasn't into the Margaritas, he thought with a slight smile. Kerry was not about to risk getting his fanny fried beet-red like earlier in the week.

The legal discussion was becoming slightly boring to Ramon and his attention was diverted to his partner. He was moving rhythmically, almost hypnotically, his slim hips undulating to the equally hot Salsa music and wrapping himself around his female partner like a diaphanous pashmina on a warm summer evening. They were laughing, enjoying each other's every sensuous matching move. Ramon didn't care. Kerry went home with him, to his bed. His hands would caress the ebony silken hair, soft creamy caramel skin, and that body that Ramon knew would jump with electricity at his practiced, loving touch.

Woman after woman danced with his golden boy, and then suddenly, he wasn't there.

Ramon, at first, had no reason to be alarmed. Nature called, or maybe Kerry left something in the car. Then he heard that what was precious to him had been harmed. What Ramon had missed was that a predator had also been watching, waiting for an opportunity to strike. There was a man: heavily muscled, stinking of beer and sweat, who didn't care who his victim was. He saw a blur dancing and when the person was alone, in those quiet gentle woods, he attacked like an animal.

There were those who were paying attention, and stopped the wolf in his tracks. Ramon was not one of them. Guilt rose in his throat like bile, and then it got worse.

At first there was rage. Then fear; followed by concern about everything that can happen to one who is attacked.

Then anger. Strangely, it was aimed at Kerry. The bile had become too much, a reminder of Ramon's self-perceived negligence.

Why did he have to dance like that in public? That was for Ramon's eyes alone. Well, that would soon stop. No more of it.

Kerry would be forbidden, and some time across his lover's muscular thighs would make that very clear. Ramon would only use his hand at first, but if there were any defiance, the leather paddle would be next. He had to be firm about that. Never again would either of them go through that terrible experience. Ramon thought about what happened to other young men, like Matthew, and made a vow to himself.

© Copyright August, 2002

Reviews

Abrat4you  <abrat4you(at)aol(dot)com>
I got lost in this story...I was not sure if something happened or  not...did he get hurt, or did his partner just think he might...I reread  it, but it didn't get much clearer...I think the story had a lot of merit  in the way it was written, but it was just a bit unclear to me as to what  exactly happened.

MollyB  <mollyb(at)newsguy(dot)com>
I liked this narrator's voice and the picture the story drew. There were lots of nice sensory details. And it's cool that it's an M/M story.

Mary Catherine  <marycatherine(at)saintfrancis-sfg(dot)net>
As I said with the first part of this story, a nice setup, but not really a self-contained short story in the traditional sense. I'd try working on this as a long story, where you're not confined to the strict length of the ssc.

Kate  <ecattiva(at)aol(dot)com>
This is not a traditional spanking story.  It seems very scary and  dark, but nevertheless leaves me wanting to know more.  Nicely done.