百变小樱的同人文，只是片段
Back in those early days of stalking around online for the few images that existed of spanking artwork (totally of an age appropriate to do so, really… >_>) I happened upon a few featuring Sakura Kinomoto of Cardcaptor Sakura and I was smitten. Pictures of a childhood favorite character getting a bottom warming served as a firm gateway and pulled me firmly into a love of spanking art that would only grow thanks to a girl deemed ‘too cute not to spank’ by the community. Problem I had is some of those images had scenarios I didn’t think made sense. Sakura wasn’t just too cute to not spank, her getting punished made little sense even if the art was adorable. So I brought my writing skills to bear for a story around this old beloved art by an artist who went by Crescent back when as well as got a modern update of it crafted by Barky Hito. Hope you all enjoy this love letter to a younger me. ^_^
Story Snippet:
Sakura’s face flushed, colored suddenly scarlet as embarrassment washed over her at the exposure. She didn’t know what to say at all. Shock at the older boy’s action and apparent decision stole away her voice. Yukito’s right hand came to rest against the small of her back then, pressing down just hard enough to let the young girl know she was to stay right where she was. Then the red hue lighting her face went crimson as she twisted her head to see the boy’s other hand taking tight hold of the waistband of her panties and guiding them slowly down off of her bottom.
“Yukito-san! What are you doing?!” Sakura belted out suddenly as her naked rear end went fully on display. Wiggling her short legs pensively she felt her underwear bunched now around her thighs. Fresh tears began to gather in her eyes as she gazed back to watch as Yukito’s open palm went up and out of her limited view.
Without a word of announcement or addressing the girl, Yukito’s left hand rose to be level with his now stern face before coming down hard against her bare bottom, a loud slap marking the contact.
Sakura’s body went rigid as her hands shot forward and her legs curled. Disbelief still keeping the girl from processing what was happening.
Yukito landed another firm smack, sending the girl into an involuntary reaction. “You know better than to put off your homework. You’re supposed to be responsible and not make your Daddy worry.” His open palm began to establish a pace and rhythm as he lectured.
Aside from the yelps of sudden painful reaction at each swat Sakura couldn’t make herself say anything. Shock still robbed her voice fully as her face burned white hot at the realization. She was getting a spanking. The boy she liked was giving her a spanking!
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