We all remember the scene in Tom Sawyer where Tom takes Becky's whipping. Over the years the dynamic of the Tom/Becky duo has inspired many a spanking fantasy. This is another one. It was not written by me. I don't write age play stories although I know they are very popular with a segment of the readership. This one was written in 2001 as close as I can tell, by someone named "Gary", whose handle, email and identity are lost in the mists of time by now. So this is Gary's account of an age play/role play scene with his wife based upon the characters in Tom Sawyer. It's a bit over the top, but remember it's a fully consensual scene between lovers.
Becky Thatcher Gets a Switching.
“Good Morning Becky” I say to Pamela. Pretending it is daylight even
though night has arrived.
“Good Morning Daddy” Pamela replies.
“Well you had a big night at the picnic didn’t you?” I ask Pamela. “Becky
I will be home just after dark tonight from work. I want to talk to about
last nights little escapade.”
“Okay Daddy.” Beams Pamela. She’s happy after all her and Tom were
instrumental in the downfall of the murderer Indian Joe.
“And Becky I expect you to standing in the corner waiting for me” I tell
”In the Corner, Why? Did I do something wrong.” Ask Pamela nervously.
“Did I not tell you on more than one occasion that those caves were
dangerous and off limits”, I angrily point out to my daughter. “You may
think you’re a hero but tonight when I get home; you my little hero shall
be going to bed with a well spanked bottom.”
“OH No Daddy. Please it’s not fair. Tom talked me into going in. After all
everything turned out OK.” Pamela explains.
“I talked to Tom’s Aunt Polly and when he gets home from school today his
little bottom is in for a spanking all on it’s own.” Talking to Pamela
further I explain “and just because things turned out OK does not excuse
With that I walk out the front door of the house. I stand on the porch for
a few minutes knowing that in the house Pamela scurrying to the corner as
our imaginary clock races forward ten minutes in reality becoming 10 hours
in our fantasy. As I open the door it is night in both fantasy and
I am wearing shirt, string tie and jacket lending to fantasy of being an
1850’s Judge. I am 6’1” inches tall, brown hair, brown eyes in pretty good
shape even though I have developed a small set of love handles. I enter
the house and walk from the entry to the living room and standing in the
corner is my daughter Becky.
I really like playing this game with Pamela, her red hair, light
complexion and freckled face fit wonderfully with the way I imagine Becky
would look from Mark Twain’s description. As walk in and sit down on the
sofa I look at Pamela who fidgets a little and start’s turning her head
“Becky you face that corner, don’t say anything and don’t move. I am going
to read my paper in peace. I want you to stand there a think for a while
about your actions and disobedience” I grab my newspaper and fake reading
it while I watch Pamela stand facing the corner bouncing from foot to
foot. She is dressed in long dress to represent the clothing of the
period. Her fingers are clasped behind her back and wringing each other
like she is squeezing water from a cloth.
Finally after 10 minutes of this torture I say. “Ok young lady get over”
slowly Pamela turns and shuffling her feet walks within a few feet of me.
Just out of my reach. “Right her in front of me young lady” I sternly
address my way ward daughter. Pamela inches forward and reaching out with
my hand, I grab her arm drag right in front of me. I turn her and deliver
to her bottom 2 hard swats with my hand.
“You better get in your mind to do exactly what I tell you or the spanking
you receive will be all the more severe.” I tell Pamela.
“Daddy please don’t punish me. I won’t disobey again. After all everybody
at school told Tom and I what heroes we are and everything.” Pamela pleads
her case hands now in front of her but with same wash rag ringing motion.
“Yes daddy” Pamela replies
“And didn’t I remind after we had our dinner and you asked to go for
walk with Tom” I inquire.
“Yes daddy” Pamela whispers.
“Then you disobeyed me. I told two different times and still you went into
those caves” I lecture Pamela. “When I think of the things that could have
happened. Well you and Tom aren’t really hero’s you are both very lucky
children that disobeyed the rules set for you.” Crossing my hands and
looking intently at Pamela I continue. “Becky you disobeyed me and now
your going to pay for it.” “I have decide a switching is called for”
“Oh no daddy please that hurts so much” Pamela pleads.
“First there will of course be the paddling to get bottom red and ready
for the switch” Ignoring Pamela’s pleads. “I left near the back door the
hedge shear. Becky you get outside and cut me a switch.”
“Oh daddy” Pamela says. Then she tries a little negotiation. “Daddy one
set of six is going to be enough right”.
“Becky I told you two times not to go near the caves, so two sets of six
strokes with the switch is what you will get.” I inform Pamela. “Becky
remember the switch you cut better be able to last though all 12 strokes.
If it breaks you will have to cut another one and your switching will
start over. Also you will not be allowed to put your clothing back on when
you set out to cut another”.
“Daddy your not going to spank me bare are you” Pamela pleads “I am 12 I’m
getting to hold for you to see me naked.”
“Becky as long as you live in this house and do something wrong you will
never to be to old to spank and you will always be spanked in the nude” I
sternly tell Pamela. “Now you get out side and cut me a switch from the
Hickory tree and be Quick about it” I turn Pamela sideways and deliver two
resounding swats to her bottom.
Pamela quickly scurries toward the back door grabbing and rubbing her
bottom on the way.
As I hear the back door shut I go stand near the window and watch as
Pamela looking around, probably hoping no one figures out what she is up
to, walks toward the hickory tree in my back yard shears in hand. I watch
as cuts a switch and before trimming it she swings it a couple times. Not
satisfied she cuts another, finally on the third attempt Pamela finds a
switch she seems satisfied with and begins trimming the branches. Once it
is cleaned she lightly taps her bare arm wit it and I see her shudder as
she heads toward the house.
I quickly return to the sofa as Pamela enters the back door and comes
toward me. She hands me the switch. The switch is about the thickness of
my thumb tapering to the size of my little finger towards the front. A
well chosen switch that should last through all 12 strokes except where
Pamela has trimmed the branches about mid way down there is a slice
cutting into the branch. Whether Pamela did this on purpose or not I know
the switch is only going to last for 5 or 6 strokes before it breaks. This
of course will mean a trip for Pamela in the nude back outside to cut
“OK Becky I hope it lasts” Stand right here front of me“ I order Pamela. I
turn her around and start unbuttoning her dress.
“Daddy please do the spanking on my underclothes.” Pamela whimpers “it
will hurt almost as much and I am going to be to embarrassed for you to se
me naked. Please Daddy”
“Becky” I exclaim again smacking her bottom. “Enough of the pleading. You
will be naked for this spanking.” I will leave with your socks and shoes
in case you need to fetch another switch. But other than that you will
wear nothing else.”
With that statement I slide her dress down off her shoulders and turning
her around Pamela steps out of the dress that now at her feet. I set the
dress aside and reach down to hem of her slip I lift and pull it up and
Pamela stands before dress in white cotton bra and panties. They are both
sheer enough that I can see her erect nipples under the bra and the dark
patch of her pubic under her panties.
“Please daddies, not naked” as I reach out and again turn her facing away.
This plea earns her a couple of hard swats on her now panty covered
“Ouch’ that hurts please daddy” Pamela continues to whimper.
“Becky you stop that whining” and unhook bra spin Pamela around and slide
her bra down and off. Pamela breasts are full and very white with
beautiful pink nipples. I can tell she’s excited because her nipples are
small, hard and tight. Her hand goes up to cover her breasts and I smack
it aside. “Becky you keep your hands at your sides don’t you dare try to
I now reach forward and grab the elastic of the panties and slow draw them
down. Pamela always excites me when here pubic area is exposed she has
sort of rust colored bush and the are beneath around her vagina is very
red. As the panties comes down I feel they are slightly wet from Pamela’s
“Ok Becky you go over to the book shelf and get the paddle.” I order
Pamela turns and walks over to book shelf, the paddle is kept on the
bottom shelf and as Pamela bends over I see a three or four pink marks on
full sexy bottom from the hand whacks she has already received.
“Hurry up Becky” I order. Pamela jumps up and rushes back, hand's me the
paddle. The paddle is basically along the lines of a ping pong paddle.
It’s oval shaped and delivers a stinging swat when hitting soft butt
I set the paddle down on the sofa next to me reach out with a hand either
of Pamela’s hips draw her closer. Looking up into Pamela’s blue eyes I
ask. “Becky why are getting this spanking.”
“Because I disobeyed you” Pamela whispers.
And then with out further ado I turn Pamela and pull her force fully
across my knees. I push and pull her a little settling her into a
comfortable position for me to spank. I reach down pick up the paddle and
rest it on upturned cheeks.
“Becky I am gonna start spanking you know and I want to remember each swat
the next time you think about disobeying me.’ And with that I draw the
paddle way back swing swiftly down connecting to the very center of
Pamela’s left cheek.
“OWW oh daddy please that’s too hard.” Janet cries out. “Bamm the paddle
crashes down on the right cheek. “Ouch OWW no daddy, I’ll be good please.”
I ignore the pleas from my wayward child working my way up and down
Pamela’s reddening bottom. Covering both cheeks and the tops of both legs
to mid thigh. With each swat the cries coming from Pamela intensify and
finally her hands jump back to protect her swollen bottom.
I grab both hands with my left hand twisting them up high on Pamela’s back
out of the way and continue spanking. After thirty firm whacks to her legs
and butt I stop.
“Oh daddy” Pamela cries, “ please it’s enough I’ve learned my lesson.”
Breathing a little heavy from my effort I rest the paddle on Pamela’s
“Becky I am going to give a four more swats with the paddle. I want you to
put your hands out of the way and keep them there’. If they get in the way
I will add 10 swats to your spanking.” “ now move your hands”
“Yes daddy” and Pamela slowly move her hands from behind her back and
stretch them in front of her. Reaching down I feel her wrap her hands
around my pants cuff.
I take a few seconds to study the damage I’ve done to Pamela’s upturned
butt and legs. I find this view very erotic. I have a hard on since I
pulled Pamela across my lap and the twisting and turning of her naked body
on my lap has gotten me close to bursting.
Resting slowly things recede and picking up the paddle I draw it way back
and strike the exact center of Pamela’s right cheek.
Pamela strains forward on my lap “OW” she cries out and continues to sob
as I draw back hit the center of the other cheek. Pamela jerks forward
lets out another yelp. I deliver the next two blows one to each cheek at
the line where it meets the leg. The cries after the blows from Pamela if
anything are more intense than before. Setting the paddle aside. I grab
Pamela’s shoulders and pull her to standing position facing me.
I then stand leading Pamela towards the corner I grab a wooden bar stool
placed in the living room earlier for this game. I set it in the corner.
“Ok Becky you sit up here on this stool and face the corner and think
about the switching you are going to get.” I order Pamela.
Slowly Pamela steps up and with gasp and cry lowers herself into a sitting
position on the hard wooden seat.
I place the paddle back on the bookshelf and walk into the kitchen. I
adjust myself. My erection is decreasing a little but still is very
intense. Pour myself a glass of water and let Pamela stew over the
switching she soon will be receiving.
After about five minutes I return to the living room to Pamela squirming
from cheek to cheek on the hard wood stool trying to relive some of the
discomfort to her red bottom.
“Becky, bring the stool out to the center of the room” I order Pamela as I
pick up the switch.
Pamela stands and turning toward me with tears in her eyes pleads, “Please
daddy, don’t switch me. I’ll never disobey again. I promise.”
“Well Becky, I really hope you don’t disobey again but, you are now going
to get a switching for disobeying me yesterday. Now no more of this
delaying. Set that bar stool her in the center of the room” I say
indicating a spot with the switch.
Reluctantly Pamela drags the stool across the floor and sets it at the
indicated spot. She looks into my eyes once again hoping for mercy from
this fate, but seeing none says. “Ok daddy, I’m ready for my switching.”
“Brave girl, Becky.” I look with pride at my daughter. “Why are you
getting this switching Becky.”
“Because I disobeyed yesterday at the picnic.” Pamela answers.
“Ok Becky turn and face the stool.” I order. “Bend over laying your
“Ok Becky turn and face the stool.” I order. “Bend over laying your
stomach on the seat. Reach your hands down and grab that cross bar.” I
continue instructing Pamela. “Place your feet spread on the outside of the
legs of the stool”
Complying with my wishes Pamela head is hanging down the other side of the
stool. Hands grasping the cross bars and she spreads her legs. The view of
Pamela’s red swollen bottom and spreading vulva is wonderful. Pamela has
very pink vulva and the rusty color of pubic hair and pink bottom makes
the view from this angle very erotic.
“Becky after each stroke you may stand and rub your bottom, but when I
tell you position I want you bent back over just like you are now with no
complaining.” I instruct Pamela. “Just give me a hard time and see how
many hits with the switch I will add. Do you understand?”
“Yes daddy” Pamela whispers.
I again examine the switch seeing the cut made about half way down. I
smile to myself then drawing back my arm. Whoosh, smack I strike Pamela’s
butt about 3 inches above center.
“OWWW! oh God”. Pamela stands up rubbing her bottom. “Oh daddy it hurts so
“It’s meant to hurt, isn’t it Becky.” I tell her. “If it didn’t hurt it
wouldn’t be much of a punishment. Now back into position.”
Pamela bends over. Swish! Crack! Swick! Goes the switch.
“Ouch! Ouch! Oh Daddy.”
“Back into position, Becky, ” I say.
“Ouch! Ouch! Oh Daddy.”
“Back into position, Becky, ” I say.
Smack, the fourth stroke lands. “OWW Daddy no!” Whack! Lands number five, and
the switch breaks in half on contact.
Pamela stands rubbing her butt after this strike has landed on the line
where butt and legs meet and from experience I know it is a real stinger.
“OWW! Daddy that one really hurt.” Pamela cries out.
“Becky turn around.” Pamela turns around thinking maybe a reprieve; the
switching is ended but then sees the broken switch.
“No, daddy please let pull my dress over my head. Please some one will
see.” Pamela pleads with me.
“Becky you should of thought of that when choosing your switch.” Setting
the broken switch down on the couch I grab the arm of my naked daughter
and lead her toward the backdoor.
I live sort of in the country but there is a view of my backyard from two
of my neighbors houses.
Opening the backdoor with Pamela in tow I step unto the back porch. “Ok
Becky see if you can cut a switch this time that will last for 12
strokes.” I tell Pamela as I hand her the trimming shears.
Pamela looks from the back porch to see if anyone is watching and quickly
steps down the steps away from the back porch light and scurries toward
the hickory tree. Reaching up into the lower branches Pamela quickly pulls
down a lower branch and cuts a four feet length. Just as she turns to turn
towards the porch and me my neighbor’s Tom’s kitchen light goes on.
“Oh my God” Pamela says. And quickens her pace toward me.
As she approaches and begins to step onto the bottom step of the porch I
say to Pamela “Becky, don’t you need to trim that branch.”
“But daddy” Pamela replies still in character. “There is someone over
there, they may see me.”
“Then you better hurry up instead of wasting time.” I look firmly at her.
“You will not get in this house until that switch is trimmed and ready. I
would be careful to do a good job with it or you’ll be back out here
“Oh daddy” Pamela whimpers as she turns her attention back to the branch
and starts trimming it. Pamela’s face is flushed with embarrassment and
I know this is extremely embarrassing because the last time I played Tom
Sawyer and Janet playing Aunt Polly, dear neighbor Tom caught me outside
nude cutting a switch. I’m quite sure that since that night Tom has set up
watch looking for a repeat. He’s probably right now getting an eye full of
Pamela’s well-spanked bottom as she trims the switch. After a couple of
minutes of fevered work Pamela hands me the switch. I take a few minutes
examining it and then pronounce. “It will do young lady”. I open the back
door and Pamela breathing heavily enters and heads for the living room.
Upon entering the living room I find my daughter back in to position; bent
over the stool. I reach back with the switch and send it swooshing down
upon Pamela’s butt.
“OWW! OH Daddy.” Smack! I continue the switching working down to the
center of Pamela’s thigh finishing the first best of six. There are now 10
vivid red stripes across Pamela’ bottom purpling in contrast to the red
background of the paddling. Five stripes from before the switch broke and
then the first complete best of six.
I let Pamela stand and rub her bottom and listen to her softly cry. “Oh
daddy please I promise never to disobey you again. Please daddy no more.”
“Becky when we began I told you would be getting two best of six. Well
when the switch broke you had four strokes. Now you know I shouldn’t count
those but I will give you a break. I will count those 4 strokes, meaning
you have two left.” I tell Pamela. “Becky, these last two strokes will be
exceptionally hard and after each I want you to thank me for your spanking
and switching and tell me how you are never going to disobey me again.”
Pamela looks at me and says “Thank you daddy” bends over into position and
waits for the stroke.
Reaching back with the switch I swing hard dead center of the back of her
thighs. Pamela jumps up grabbing the back of her legs hollering and
crying. “OWW, Oh God! That hurt’s.” I deliver the remaining strokes and finally Pamela turns to me and says,
“Thank You daddy for my spanking and switching, I promise not to disobey
“Ok Becky get in position for the last stroke. Then afterwards there will
be a little more corner time and then it will be over” I inform Pamela.
Pamela turns bends over the stool. I deliver the heaviest blow yet dead
center on her butt cheeks. “Ow! Thank you daddy. I deserved the spanking
and switching.” Pamela squeals. “Please forgive me I will never disobey
you again.” Pamela turns facing me. Tears are running down her cheek and
she sobs in pain and humiliation.
I pick up the wooden stool placing it in the corner I break the switch
into four pieces and then pick up the broken switch doing the same to it I
place the all the pieces on the seat of the bar stool. Guiding Pamela onto
the stool she ease her well-spanked fanny down onto the broken switches.
“Becky you will sit now for a while and contemplate your punishment.” I
“Yes daddy” Pamela replies.
I sit on the sofa and watch Pamela squirm trying to find a seat she can
bear, the broken branches poking her very soar bottom. Finally after six
or so minutes I say, “Ok Becky come over here.” I gather my daughter/wife in my
arms hugging and comforting her.
Breaking character, I ask Pamela, “How you doing?”
Pamela replies. “Horny”.
Getting up we adjourn to the bedroom where Pamela lies on the bed while I
strip. Slowly I kiss her mouth and work my way down and using my mouth
bring her to a tremendous climax. Shortly there after she returns the
favor and I explode in her suckling mouth.
We spend the rest of the night hugging kissing and make love a couple of
more time reliving the fantasy in conversation.