The brat Memoirs #2
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For months after that initial spanking i played by the rules as hard as that was for me.  In fact i even went for a ride with batgirl on Her cycle three times ... seems she liked my cooking.  Wwe were out on the beach when our communicators went off.  Power had suddenly failed at the League of Heroes everyone was being recalled.  This was no drill and it made batgirl and i uneasy as we rode at top speed back to headquarters.

Upon arrival there was a battle going on between Wonder Woman and The Archer Sisters and Aqua Man and Top Shark.  The Archer Sisters were part of an Amozonian group of settlers who were trying to colonize earth.  Top Shark was an evil race of beings who had ruined their world by polluting it and now were trying to ruin earth.  i shouted to Batgirl to drive in between the battle areas as she could help Wonder Woman and i could help Aqua Man.  The battle was fierce and there had already been injuries.  i saw a group of some weird kind of eels attempting to sneak up on Aqua man from behind him and i ran to intercept.  Being an excellent swimmer i reached them in no time.  An Orca was struggling against the sheer force of them pulling him down and i dove in head first.  Pulling first one and then the other off and tying them in knots i was able to see that the leader was actually using some sort of electric bolts to stun and subdue the orca.  Pulling out a focusing rod from my brat belt(tm) i gained his attention and he fired a bolt at me.  The focusing rod soaked up the energy and fired it back at him.  The energy overload must have been terrific for he wrthed in the bluish glare of the discharge for a full minute.  The orca was released and together he and i battled the rest of the group until they fled from the area.    Aqua Man was finishing with Top Shark, he never even saw the eels.  He tied Top Shark up and asked the orca to guard him which he happily agreed to do.

Up above the situation was grim.  When Aqua Man and i broke the surface The Archer Sisters had Wonder Woman and Batgirl pinned down near the fuel cells for the headquarters firing arrow after arrow after arrow of pure energy at them.  One shot and the whole place would go up.  i had an idea and told Aqua Man to hide.  Boldly i walked onto the battlefield and called out to the Archer Sisters.  " Ladies please restrain Yoursleves."  One of them whirled around pointing an energy arrow at me.

"Puny earth male, what do you want and why should i not stomp you as an insect ?"

"All Wise and Beautiful Sisters," i replied.  "i request the honor and joy of service to You.  If you allow this insignificant and unworth male to capture the two criminals there is a way without You stooping to their brutish level.  Please oh Beautiful Ones allow me to do thy bidding and capture the criminals for You."

She smiled and let her guard down and then blew me a kiss.  i walked over to where Wonder Woman and Batgirl were pinned down and very softly said, "follow my lead."  i put the brat cuffs(tm) on both of them but did not close them and led them out.  As i was coming out i scolded them.  "Silly ladies, the Sisters are all powerful and wise and beautiful you are whale dung compared to them."  Now as soon as i mentioned whale dung, Aqua Man crept from his hiding place and threw a net over the two.  All four of us held the net down until the Sisters were subdued.  

The Archer Sisters and Top Shark were taken to interrogation as Batgirl and i help the wounded.  As a med tech i was busy for the next two days and when i could grab a few winks i fell into an uneasy sleep.  The work was exhausting and finally power was restored and other folks arrived to help and i was able to go back to my dorm for the night.  The next day i woke up, showered and met Batgirl in the observation room.   Top Shark was being sentenced.  Superman said, "Top Shark, having been found guilty do you have anything to say before your sentance is carried out ?"



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Okay You the reader tell me how You want me to finish this ...what punishment should Top Shark and The Archer Sisters recieve ?

After i get Your ideas, i will write the end

have a great day and write soon.... brat   

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Memoirs of a Brat
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The first installment of Memoirs of a Brat is ready and will be released tomorrow.  It is a story that is fictional but features  a super hero type ( brat ), heroines trying to reform him ( read into that spankings and other assorted delicious disciplines ), super villans both male and female and a super cool hide out

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S M A C K Her jeweled crop slammed down on my ass hard
S M A C K S M A C K S M A C K SSS M A C K !!

Tears stung my eyes but i stayed perfectly still. i had not asked for this, i had not wanted this, this was not the way an anniversary should be celebrated. However, here i was getting disciplined by my wonderful Friend. Wwe had known each other for 5 years and this was Oour first meeting. She was tall and strong and i knew that this part of my discipline was going to be the shortest. She had caught me. Over the years She and i had talked about my cutting and burning and She had expressly said to stop. There was no wriggle room here according to Her and i had tried to see if in fact there was. Now i was here in Her home being disciplined like the naughty brat that i was.

50 Times Her jeweled crop flashed and 50 times it stung my bottom causeing me to whimper and pant and cry. She then sat the crop down and She sat on the edge of Her bed pulling me across Her lap. She started to scold me severely. "Bad little babies who play with and hurt themselves get spanked." Effortlessly She held me there across Her lap and spanked me hard. Her hands felt like paddles made from concrete as the spanking intensified. i was balling like a baby and She wasn't even half way through. Her words mixed with the white hot pain from my bottom and the humiliation of being naked across Her lap crying my eyes out made the macho shell i keep up crumble and the small little boy came flying to the surface. She felt the change and still kept spanking with only Her hand which never seemed to tire nor did She seem winded. She kept scolding and spanking me for the next 15 minutes.

The amazing thing is that this is not a work of fiction. This happened and interestingly enough after thinking about it i would give my right arm to be in a relationship lke that again. A stong authoritative Female who would not only be loving and playful, but also be that strict disciplinarian that i still need. For as long as i can remember i loved serving and being involved with and pleasing Women. my high schoolfantasies were not of being an astronaut or a fighter pilot or a sports hero. They were of being assigned as a house slave to an Amozonian house and taking care of the Women and of being disciplined by trhem as well. Being "kept" as thier little boy appealed to me and was rather an intoxicating fantasy. However as i grew, that macho shell grew as well until She made it crumble and i was free to be that boy again. Hopefully someday soon it will happen again.

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  She looked at him as he knelt naked before Her, his hands tied behind him, a leash around his neck.  She thought he was cute as he blushed as She gazed upon him.  But then She remembered Her place and said to Her slave trainer.  "That one looked into my eyes."  The slave trainer without a thought readied her dagger and pulled on the leash so that his face was one inch from the tip.

"Your will my Lady, left or right eye ?"

She looked at him once more, he was proud and a brat true but he was a good one and would make a fine warrior for Her.   She looked at Her slave trainer and shook Her head smiling.  The slave trainer laughed and savagely back handed the man - child before her.  "my Lady has spared your eyes lil' one.  However your backside is mine."  With that she hauled him by the leash up the steps to a chair just to the right and below Her.  she took him across her naked lap and began a very deliberate, harsh, severe spanking.  Rapid fire spanks landed hard upon his skin causing him to gasp and squeal in pain.  The pain deepened when the slave trainer took a flat oak  kitchen spatula and began spanking him with it.  his bottom was reddening fast and with his leash tied under the chair, the trainer's hand grasping the rope that held his and her leg across his he couldn't even squirm.  Reddish - purple splotches appeared on his bottom and still she spanked.  The trainer was not even winded when he broke. 

As the sobs increased to an audible level the Lady put Her hand on Her trainers shoulder signifying that the spanking was over.  However, his agony was far from over.  he was placed on a swing the seat of which was made of hay and as he sat it conformed to his bottom and made him scream.  he was forced onto the painful swing and held there by thick rope across his legs.  his hands were placed in his lap attached to his leash.  Unable to move his mind started to close in on him.  Suddenly his teachings came to him from out of nowhere it seemed.  he closed his eyes and centered himself.  his breathing slowed and his heart rate came back down.  The pain lessened and he relaxed and opened his eyes.

he had been captured and was a prisoner true but the lessons he had learned a long time ago held true anywhere he had been told.  Honesty, integrity, courtesy and respect ...those were the four pillars on which he'd begin his new life here.  Yes he was a brat and yes he'd be watched but he would prove himself to Her to be worthy and honorable.  he looked at the other slaves and then noticed that they were all women.  he looked at his captors and noticed the same thing.  he looked at the slave trainer and she smiled and said, "Yes lil' one you are the only other beside female here.  However do not get any ideas.  you have been chosen as a protector to both the Lady and all those that She calls Hers.  you are here to serve at Her will and if you bring dishonor or She tires of you, you will be executed."

he nodded and spoke so softly that the slave trainer had to lean in to try and understand what he was saying.  Softer yet he spoke drawing her even closer.  Like lightening his right hand lashed out and grabbed the dagger from her belt and cut the rope holding him on the swing he had been tied to as well as his hands.  he then threw the dagger aside and walked proudly before Her.  Stopping ten feet short of Her throne, he knelt and bowed his head.  "my Lady," he said.  " You have no need of ropes to hold or bind me.  my Lady, it is an honor to serve in whatever capacity You desire, and i will do so to the very best of my ability.  i will stay as long as You will have me."

Her eyes flashed alarm and Her bodyguard ringed him with spears at the ready.  She listened as he spoke and visibly relaxed.  She called the bodyguard back to Her side.  She replied, " You are a stranger and your ways are strange to Us.  As not female your every move is suspicious and yet you kneel and pledge service to Me and I accept but it is strange ."  he smiled as he listened.  he knew of service and honor and integrity.  Apparently, so did they in thier own way.  They could learn from each other.


Is this true service ?  That no matter what one keeps honor and integrity  and serves to the very best of thier ability ?  Is accepting discipline part of that ?  Yes, to me, it is.  What about You >

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