Chapter 9

Sunny Side Up Presents

Sit On It

Disclaimer: This a parody, Live Stage Act based loosely on the television show Happy Days. I do not own the TV show or any of the characters depicted in this performance art. No money is made from the writing or posting of this parody of the popular sitcom.

Chapter Nine:

The audience over five hundred miles away from Washington DC was about to experience the first spanking live play done in an art theatre in Florida. It was the culmination of the role play rooms now on a mass scale for the all adult audience by the Sunny Side Up Players who literally lived up to their name! Plans for the Unique Selling Proposition Kink-filled adults only theme park were ramping up and monies were due son for the first ride bought for Dom Land.

Announcer: Ladies and gentlemen we are adults here, so tonight you are in for a special treat. Join us as we return to a simpler world where punishment never contemplated in our modern society was common play in the neighborhoods away from the hustle and bustle of the cities. and his way of thinking, Joanie had been mollycoddled by their mom and dad for far too long and the result of such lax discipline had now become apparent. Things we now would consider impossible in current times, in the day were approved form of Fifties Life. Si, let’s rock round the clock!

Announcer: Will Happy Days for Joanie and Richie be one where Joanie has truly learned her lesson and turned over a new leaf?

But, he still didn’t think she truly respected him, her (brother). Now to see whether the new Joanie would be a tough nut to crack!

Later Chapter: Joanie’s mom finds out: As he was walking around, he heard a slight commotion coming from the dining room. Curious he went in to check out what all the commotion was all about.

“Sit On It” Chapter Two Revised: A Return To The Fifties And Its Values: Sunny Side Up Players direct from sunny Florida present.

While to some that might sound simplistic, to Ritchie it was ‘slack’ discipline that led females to be emboldened to be naughty and exhibit bad behavior. Such was the case he had already found after giving Lori Beth a red bottom. But, than another story in the “Sit On It,’ Story Collection.

The lovely Lori Beth, also brought up like his sister, Joanie without the benefit of spanking.

“Okay, Joanie let’s go talk to mom and dad.”

“Wait Richie,” Joanie spoke.

“It’s not Fonzie’s fault.”

“Yeah, I just wanted everyone to see me as grown up, especially after turning eighteen.” Joanie explained. And, it wasn’t Ralph or Potsie either they, didn’t bring it on, I did.”

“Well, that is not a surprise to me,” Richie said. “I’m sorry, Joanie said, her voice trembled with shock at the trouble she was now in. “Joanie what has gotten into you?” Richie continued.

“Punish me!”

“Yeah, punish me yourself.”

“What do you mean?”

“You could punish me, Rich, and leave our parents out of it. Joanie explained.

“Oh, that wouldn’t work!”

“What do you mean it wouldn’t work?” Joanie asked. “I couldn’t punish you. I just wouldn’t be severe enough!”

“Punish me, I will do whatever you say, Joanie said thinking she was dodging ‘real punishment.”

“Very well then Joanie, mom and dad would ground you for two months and there would be no dates except I can’t do any of that to you.”

“That’s right, big brother,” Joanie said feeling suddenly full of herself.

“But, you can have a date with a hairbrush!”

“Good, and I will leave Mr. and Mrs. Cunningham out of it.

“You mean our parents!”

“Yes, our parents, you bad girl.”

“Yes, Richie, I was naughty, okay!”

“Joanie, watch that tone, young lady.”

“I’m sorry Richie.” Then we have deal, but, if you ever do this again. but, I will not just turn you over my lap, but turn you in to our beloved parents.”

“Yes, sir, Joanie answered in a choral response in a nervous shaky voice while subconsciously rubbing her butt without realizing it.

As Richie looked down he saw her bottom in the entirely new light. Gone was the his little sister’s non-shapely behind and now at eighteen years-old it stuck well out behind her and her skirt was tight across it. So, tight she had a visible panty line. Richie felt that was an unladylike display and would earn her the paddle later. Her skirts had become shorter and tighter as the weeks near finishing high school passed and she wore jeans her rear now a touch fuller.

However, in respect to doing this to his sister although an adult was difficult, but a lesson about safety, endangerment nd lack of empathy for putting friends in danger to rescue her from The Red Devils. Richie made Joanie, a guarantee. He said that before he was done, she would be doing a lap dance over his lap. And, so it began.

Joanie had already scampered in the house and stealthily up the stairs to her room where she grabbed the antique wooden hairbrush that had been passed down from generation to generation through the Cunningham women. Joanie herself had just been presented it by her mom on her 18th birthday and ironically now she was about to present it to her brother, Richie to be used for its unwritten purpose passed down in family lore.

With a shrug and a sigh she took it from its prominent resting place and lamented that the beautiful hairbrush she had so proudly accepted, would from that day on be one she remembered her coming to adulthood, stud act and spanking every time she picked it up and brushed her hair. However, in the back of her mind she knew she needed it. And, if was going to happen, she preferred it be Richie who paddled her bottom.

Hopefully Joanie’s bottom would feel Richie’s bare hand; but she knew since he had told her to get the heirloom heavy brush. He had said sometimes more extreme measures were required.

Joanie walked out of the house and over to Fonzie’s apartment over the garage where Richie and her discipline awaited her. She climbed the steps, butterfly flutter in her tummy. and opened the door, only to find him in her still in shirt and skirt sitting on the bed.

“Joanie, “I thought I told you to get your clothes off.”

“Do I have to,” he asked sheepishly.

“Yes,” she said. “Nah, but let’s get these clothes rearranged.”

“Oh, no, Richie, The C.,” she cried, playing on is recent DJ radio broadcast from Arnold’s.

“I told you I don’t want any back talk,” he said sternly. “I’ve made up my mind.” She pulled his shirt off and placed it on the bed. “Now let’s get these panties down,” he said. Joanie remarkably reached under her poodle skirt and pulled her undies down to her knees and let them drop to the floor. “There,” she said, “Now you’re ready for your spanking. Come with me.” He took her by the hand and led her back across the living room to Fonzie’s bathroom.

Richie couldn’t really blame Joanie for whining and whimpering ass he led her closer to her doom. “Stop the complaining,” he said, “you’re getting a spanking whether you want one or not.”

On Stage Action: The Bathroom Scene

Once in the bathroom, Richie pulled Joanie towards her closed toilet lid which would act as a seat. the tile walls would keep the noises made during her spanking inside the confines of Fonzie’s apartment., and she quickly sat down and quickly pulled Joanie across his slack-clad lap. She was now in his favorite position, helpless across his lap with her bottom in clear view and within easy reach. “Make yourself comfortable, Joanie,” he said sternly.

“Very funny, you’re such a cool guy, Ritchie”

“You’re going to be across my lap for a long time, missy.” She wiggled on his lap and moaned again that she didn’t want a spanking.

“Well, then, how about a bare bottom spanking,” Richie said as he flipped up her skirt and bared her snow-white virgin bottom. He began to paddle her bottom with the wooden hairbrush. First on one cheek then on the other.