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The Hairless Hairbrush Hello, my name is Felix Goody. I am a nice, large, oval hairbrush, sporting a lovely red handle. I am made of the finest hard plastic money can buy. I was meant to brush hair. Short, curly hair. Long, silky locks. Short, straight, frizzy or thinning. I don't care!!! As long as I AM BRUSHING HAIR!!!! Oh, excuse me, I am yelling. How impolite. Well, I am sure you will forgive me when you discover my sad fate. A few months ago (it seems like YEARS now!), I was hanging around the discount store waiting to be bought. Actually, I was hanging around in a double pack with my disgusting friend, Oscar (more about HIM later), just hoping to be purchased. When what did I spy? Why just the most perfect family in the world. A mother and father, along with their adorable, little 12 year old daughter, Anne Marie. Both mom and daugher had the most beauitful, long golden hair and dad had a thick dark mane himself. Not a Rogaine user among the bunch! Of course, replusive old Oscar was checking out other parts of the family, which I will NOT go into! Well, my heart just soared when Daddy picked us up and announced, "Well, we certainly could use these." Little did I know I was descending into HELL! Oscar and I were placed side by side on the parent's dresser. For the first couple of days nothing out of the ordinary happened. Oscar was used often to brush the family's hair. I, on the other hand, seemed to be ignored. Well, I thought they must be saving me for a special occasion. Sigh. What a fool I was!. The next evening, Daddy came in with Anne Marie by the hand. Now Anne Marie, did not look happy, no far from it. Daddy was quite cranky too. He sat down on the bed and ordered Anne Marie to fetch me from the dresser. Hum, I thought, is he planning on brushing Anne Marie's hair? HA! He took me from Anne Marie and set me down beside him. Then he placed Anne Marie over his lap, lifted her skirt and lowered her panties. He picked me up, while scolding Anne Marie about her naughtiness. Imagine my horror when the next thing I saw was a closeup of Anne Marie's pale, bare bottom as I came down with a loud SMACK! HEY! I shouted, this is the wrong end! But he paid no attention to either my protests or Anne Marie's! No, I continued to smack that plump, bare rump (quite firm from those damn ballet lessons, I might add) for what seemed like forever! By the time, the spanking was finished, I was swooning from dizziness and sweating from all the heat. And did I get any sympathy from vile Oscar?? Oh no. He is jealous, of all the insane things! He just keep saying how much fun I must of had. And isn't her little bottom so cute? And look at her standing there rubbing her sore little tush. And my, wouldn't he like to get a chance to smack that fanny! I told you, Oscar can be just replusive! Well, since that evening, my life has been a living nightmare. Let me tell you, that little Anne Marie is a TOTAL BRAT! The child never learns. I am sure she is spanked every week, maybe two or three times! Why, oh, why, can't they just ground the little monster!! But no, everytime, it is a bare bottomed spanking from YOURS TRULY! Often, the little creatin clenches her buttocks too. I am sure one day they are going to crack me! Just yesterday, the brat snuck into her parents room to steal money from Mommy's purse. NO!!! I cried, Anne Marie, STOP! And did the little idiot get caught! Of course, red handed, by Mommy. And yes, Anne Marie, the world's worst thief, was soon red-bottomed. Mommy applied me to Anne Marie's bare bottom, until both of us were screaming for mercy! And why oh why, just once, couldn't they leave the little darling's panties UP??? Oh, the indignity!! Twice, I have tried to end it all, by throwing myself into the wastebasket. But, alas, I never make it and I am just replaced on the dresser. Of course, I get NO sympathy from Oscar. He just giggles through the spankings and then asks me gross questions about backsides. I hate to say it, but I think Oscar is a PERVERT!!! Last night was the last straw! It was late and I needed my rest. But Mommy and Daddy were keeping me awake, giggling. Then I hear Mommy saying something about being a 'naughty girl'. Well, the next thing I know, I am staring straight down at Mommy's bare bottom! And yes, soon I am spanking MOMMY! Let me tell you, her bottom is bigger and much rounder. So, I was bouncing all over it like crazy. I got so dizzy, I almost fainted! And let me tell you, Mommy is a major buttock clencher! How I didn't crack last night is God's own mystery. Daddy spanked her MUCH longer than bratty Anne Marie. After the paddling, he used my bristles up and down Mommy's hot, well-punished backside. Then, if that wasn't enough, they left me in the bed while they had SEX!! All that moaning and thrashing about, I am lucky to still be alive! But, dear reader, my story has a happy ending. I was quite depressed this morning, about to try one of my wastebasket suicide attempts, when Oscar came up with a brillant idea. Felix, he said, you want to brush hair and I want to smack buns. Why don't we just switch handles (as my handle is red and Oscar's is blue)? Oscar may be a pervert and messy (he never cleans his bristles), but he can be a good friend at times. So, we made the great handle switch and no one was the wiser. This morning, I brushed both Mommy's and Anne Marie's lovely locks. Sigh. So much nicer. Not to mention, hygenic! This afternoon, I can hear Daddy scolding Anne Marie, so of course, Oscar is happy. He is whistling a cheery tune, while he waits for them to arrive in the bedroom. He is SUCH A PERVERT! © js@smilingwithteeth.com "Otkforu" not to be reposted without permission. |
