Alexander and Adeline 1: Summer Children (m/f story)

 It all started when Alexander, oldest son of the Lord of the Silver Marshes, was eleven years old. He was spending the summer on his father's holiday estates on the shore of the Fossegrim Lake, which was located not too far from the royal summer palace.

Alexander was down at the lake, staring out across the water, when a girl suddenly approached him. “Hi there,” she said with a friendly smile. “I didn’t know there were other kids around. I’m Adeline. I’m ten.”

Adeline was a short, friendly girl with long, blonde hair and bright green eyes, and was wearing a simple, white summer dress. He gave her a brief nod. “How do you do? I am Alexander, son of Frederick, the Lord -.”

She giggled. “No need for all of that! I went for a walk to get AWAY from that formal stuff. I just wanted to know if you wanted to play. Though I suppose you’re not really dressed for playing at the moment.”

Alexander looked down at the tailored suit he was wearing. “I’m dressed to suit my stature,” he told her.

“You’re dressed like a twit,” she replied.

He folded his arms in front of his chest. “You watch your tongue. You know, as your elder, I’m going to take you across my knee and spank you if you don’t behave.”

He’d meant to give her a little fright, and maybe make her start showing him the respect he felt he deserved. The girl gasped, and her heart seemed to skip a beat. “Really? I don’t think you’d really do that.”

“Why don’t you behave, and you won’t have to find out?” he said smugly.

She sat down on the shore, and started to throw rocks into the lake. After a minute or so, he joined her. “So would you do it?” she said eventually.

“Do what?”

“Spank me. Would you do that?”

He thought about it. “I don’t know,” he said honestly.

“Have you ever spanked anyone before?”

“No. I once saw one of the maids spanking her daughter, though. We’d been playing outside, and she’s messed up her dress.” The girl seemed intrigued, so he continued. “The maid took one look at the girl, and then pulled her over her knee before raising her dress and lowering her panties.”

“Really?”

“Uh huh. She kept spanking that girl until her bottom was red, and she was squealing loudly.”

The girl sat there, thinking. “So, you’ve never spanked anyone before?”

“Never,” he replied.

They sat in silence for a few minutes. “I’ve never been spanked before.” He didn’t respond, and she added, “Maybe we should do something about that.”

“Huh?”

“I know of a little cabin in the woods near here. It’s never used, so I like to go there to think. It’s my little secret place.” She looked over at him. “We could go there, and you could spank me.”

He stared at her. Was she being serious?

She took his hand. “Come on,” she said. “I’ll show you the way.”

A few minutes later, they were standing outside a disused woodcutter’s lodge in the forest. The door was locked, but Adeline pulled out a key that was hidden under a rock. The inside was dusty, with a few beds, a table, and four chairs.

“So,” she said, looking at him. She was grinning nervously, as if she was both eager about and dreading what was about to happen. “How do we do this?”

Alexander wasn’t too sure, either, but he decided to take charge. He pulled out one of the chairs, placing it in the centre of the room, before sitting down. “I think you’d better lie across my lap,” he told her. She did so.

He looked down at the seat of her white dress, before grabbing the hem and pulling it up to her back. This revealed a pair of white cotton panties, covering a pale rear end. When he placed his fingers inside the waistband of her panties, she gasped. “No!” she said. “Don’t do that.”

He hesitated. “But the maid -”

“I know. But leave them up. Please?” she looked at him with large, pleading eyes. He let go of her panties, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

Nervously, he began to spank her. His palm struck her pale bottom, causing it to jiggle slightly. She wriggled a bit, but there was a wide grin on her face that made it quite clear how she felt.

At the back of his mind, he wondered if he should be lecturing her now. “You’ve been a bad girl, Adeline,” he told her in his best attempt at a strict voice. From the way she giggled, he guessed that it wasn’t quite as strict as he hoped. “And now, you are going to pay for your misbehaviour.”

“Oh no,” she said theatrically, wriggling her backside. “Please, don’t spank me, Alexander. I’ll be good.”

The sting began to grow, and she was soon squealing every time his hand landed, but she never lost her grin. Her backside was now turning pink, and after a few minutes, Alexander stopped. “Have you learned your lesson now, girl?” he said.

“Oh, yes, sir, I’ll be ever so good!” she said, in her best attempt to sound contrite. As it turned out, her acting skills weren’t any better than his.

She rose to her feet and began to rub her bottom.

“How do you feel?” he said. “Does it hurt?”

“No,” she said. “It stung a little while you were spanking me, but it doesn’t really hurt. My butt’s warm and tingly. It feels really nice,” she told him. “I’m not sure we did it right.”

They locked the door as they left the cabin. “This was fun,” she told him. “We’ll have to do this again. Should we meet down by the lake tomorrow?”

“Sure,” he told her, giving her a friendly smile. “I’m glad I met you, Adeline.”

“I’m glad I met you too, twit,” she said, giggling.

They walked out of the woods and headed home, him going back to his father’s estate, and her heading for the royal summer palace. As she watched her, cogs began to turn in his head.

If Alexander had paid a little more attention in his studies, maybe he would have recognized her earlier as Princess Adeline, heir apparent of the kingdom. He would probably have spoken differently to her when they first met, and things would likely not have played out the same way. But he hadn’t.

Adeline and Alexander spent the rest of that summer together. They would often play outside, fishing on the lake or picking berries in the woods. At least once a day, they would return to the cabin, their secret little hiding place in the woods. He would take her over his knee and spank her bottom while she wriggled, giggled, squealed, and grinned like she was about to die from happiness. This had quickly become their favourite game. He never again tried to pull her panties down, deciding not to push his luck.

When summer ended, they both returned home, and the two friends began to drift apart. As Alexander grew older, he began to realize just who she was, and how lucky they’d been that no one had found out what the two of them were up to. If anyone learned that the heir of the kingdom had been taken across the knee and spanked by the son of – if truth be told – one of the lesser lords of the land, it could have become a scandal.