A Spy At Sunnyside - Dom Land
Copyright© 2019 by Catwoman
Chapter 4
Fiddler’s was a play house like none other. It had class because it was theatre not just for the mind, but creative live skits with elaborate props on stage, all with a live audience. It was built after the demolition and construction of an state of the art theatre including lighting, sound and a lift that rises up to stage level.
This was by far too ambitious for the town’s coffers, if not for Belk. When built he massive blue tinted glass art theatre dominated the town as the largest building in Sunny Side Up. The former Collins and Belk department stores were torn down However, in a touch of nostalgia a ramp from one side of the building in the center of both the dining and arts space was included which gave easy access to fine seafood and the fine arts. a stage with actors and actresses who played out creative spanking skits twice a night for patrons of the spanking arts. Again the women of Sunny Side Up were the spankees and its men doing the spanking honors with the paddles. The play was directed by a retired showstopper director who still enjoyed seeing fire brought to behinds like fill- in Janice usually the headmistress in the role of spankee tonight.
The fact of the matter was the ‘sting’ that Juli would feel live on stage was wonderful news for the excited males and bothered females in attendance. Her butt tempted men greatly and one would get act upon his lusty desires and put lots of green in the coffers for Project Fantasy Lands. While it was a public the audience had been heavily screened and I doubt a female reporter would have been willing to put up with six months of red blistered butts to get the story
The pops during the paddling tonight would certainly be real as those who forked over an obscene extra fee for the honor of seeing those bottom with their panties pulled down at the reception after art had been made with their butts as the canvas. in back of the A&P made the girls partially trapped in the trunk uncomfortable as each was bared of her panties. One thing was damn sure from the noises coming from the crack that let in air into the Marquis trunk, that they felt the punishment.
Two cheerleaders had been selected as a new feature to soon wave, whip and crack red and white flags in the air. They ran down the sideline and into the end zone. A stimulus of a dual-paddling would help each overcome any doubts or inner fears as their rears were roasted a bright red. That concept spoke volumes about the ins and outs of ‘pain and pleasure.’ Two smart eighteen year-old girls would come to recognize what in practice they dearly needed in the end. Such self-awareness came with a price and that was a lasting burn imparted by a wooden implement whether you called it a heinie or a butt, a spanking with a paddle was no picnic.
Juli convinced Gwyn her green four-door Ford didn’t have the trunk width necessary to carry the bundles of long tobacco sticks. The two pretty cheerleaders were going to move them from the A&P to the nearby college. There length was important as they would be re-purposed and combined with red and white fabric donated by textiles made for Belk. All, so a poor college could add flags by two of their cheerleaders. Flags they would proudly wave in the air and rotate around their hips. It was sure to be a real crowd pleaser and bring more fans, and most needed dollars to the college’s coffers. Juli’s contribution of the farm’s tobacco sticks had been enough for the blonde-haired snooty cheerleader to invite the brown-haired girl to join the squad. Soon the two would have ‘fun with flags.’
The scenario that Juli portrayed was of a young adult lady who needed and would go to great lengths as a desperate college coed to meet her need of a fixer-up car. One located near her red brick home because she was in dire need of transportation.
There was no bus that went by the farm and to the college town. She needed a car that was both safe and reliable. However, due to her vanity it must also be presentable for her to put her butt in it and be seen by her peers at the college. An automobile she and her mechanically minded cousin could get running and road ready for no bucks on her part.
Juli’s bottom line was she needed a gas guzzler and since the country was smack, dab in a gas war the Mercury Marquis fit the bill. A Bondo special Juli picked up for a song. Poor and frustrated, she was determined to find a way. She was smart, this was a problem and there had to be a solution. With some encouragement Bret would stamp on the ASE certified sticker on the inner door that the state required for the silver Mercury Marquis to be road worthy.
The solution came to her. Juli and Bret, had a conversation where her cousin revealed his fantasy having to do with a specific body part possessed by a certain young school teacher. As a red-blooded male, he thought with his penis! In his case he had a raging desire to spank lady bottoms.
In a capricious move Juli suddenly squatted and dove across her cousin’s lap. Unceremoniously he gave her a buck and the late-teen landed hard on her butt.”What’s up you said you wanted to spank a lady!
“No, not my cousin!”
“I’ll even pull down my shorts and panties and then you can spank me as hard as you can, if you will only fix this mess of a car I bought to drive to school. “HOOTS from audience heard and loud enough to hear on stage.
“I’m not interested in the least in seeing the flesh of my kin, much less paddling it.”
Juli decided a new tack was needed to achieve her objective. Bret had told her how it had been him secretly been inside the Uncle Sam suit and had managed to spank Gwyn with a paddle-like hand. She knew full well that he had a roaring crush on Gwyn.
“Bret, you’re smart and make art with your mechanical and body skills, Juli said.
“I can argue with you there, cousin, Bret answered as he puffed out his chest.
“Now look some of this is going to sound funny to you.”
“Just keep an open mind.”
“Okay, shoot.”
“Everyone knows you have a thing for Gwyn.”
“Yes, I do, hmm, especially her heinie!”
“And, her best friend Donna was suppose to be in the Uncle Sam suit. She really floats my boat!”
“Okay, so I will set Juli up for you to spank and in exchange you get Donna on board to paddle some heat into my cheeks. Deal?”
“Deal, Bret said in agreement.
The Live Play:
“With a paddle, Juli asked.
“No, it has to look like their paddlings are happenstance.”
Wait a minute, we could use the tobacco sticks Gwyn needs for our flags.”
“Brilliant, Juli. Donna is going to want something in return.
“What?”
“Your butt,” he said as he pointed to her pert butt.
“Oh bugger,” Juli said and smiled and got a case of the vapors.
A muscular farm hand in overalls brought the tobacco sticks on stage in the back alley part of the stage and dropped the long bundled sticks in two heaps on the stage and left stage right. A single spot light flooded the stage in light and lit up the tobacco sticks. The audience murmured its future importance to the plot of the play.
A big red oval red, orange and yellow A&P logo hung over the center of the back alley to set the scene. Juli pedaled the plywood Mercury Marquis painted silver with a navy top. She pedaled onto the stage and to the center of the stage which depicted behind the store and near the back alley rear entrance. She opened the car door and got out of the car. Then she walked to the back of the plywood car and opened the large trunk.
“You think this will fit?” *Gwyn asked from nearby...
“Sure, just grab the other end of the bundle, scoot forward and we will lay them in my deep trunk.
There was Gwyn with golden-blonde hair and Juli with light brown hair. Both had strands that touched their shoulders. Each, had athletic colt-like short legs and similarly stood around five foot, three which become important to the play’s action filled plot...
The chance to get at a certain ‘hot-bot’ whom had long been on her radar insured quickly that Donna was on board. As for Gwyn, she and her heinie had been in fellow band member’s field of vision, especially her visible panty line across her bottom since the sixth grade. And, speaking of boards, tobacco sticks in two long bundles added to the believability of why Juli would need help from Gwyn to carry and place the long stick bundles to be repurposed as post for the flags deep into the trunk.
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