One day a while back I was browsing through spanking blogs when I found a post about spanking stories created by AI over on Strict Julie. I didn’t think too much more about it but I know that she had turned out a hundred plus stories using it.

Now I already use a ChatGPT substitute to help me with my vanilla Youtube scripts. What generally happens is I put my script into the AI and it returns my writing in a more presentable format. It is perfect for what I need because my scripts tend to run longer than my video footage and the AI pretty much halves what I have written.

Well this week I was scrolling the blogs again and once more I saw a more recent post on the strictjulie site concerning an alternate pay site for creating stories. Let me tell you at this point that most AI story generators are heavily censored, you need a degree in engineering to circumvent its filters, lol. In the comments on the latest post Strict Julie gave an example of the prompts she used to generate a story.

So I wondered if the AI that I used could generate a spanking story. By the way, I got the idea from Strict Julie’s site, therefore as a decent human being I am linking to her site as a courtesy for bringing the idea to the table. That’s only fair, right?

Now look, I can tinker with it until the cows come home, but, I entered my prompts based on the structure example that Strict Julie provided and this is what it spanked out. Like I said, I could have tinkered with it and created something much longer, but my only intention is to show you the possibilities. So I present to you a story written by AI.

The Country Store Paddle

The sun was shining brightly on the small country store, casting a warm glow on the wooden exterior. The bell above the door chimed as Jessica pushed it open, the tiny bell echoing through the empty store. She had been searching for the perfect paddle for her sorority, something that would be both fun and functional. As she wandered the aisles, she couldn’t help but feel a little nervous, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment as she glanced around.

“Can I help you find something?” The store owner, a tall, muscular man with a salt and pepper beard, asked, his voice deep and friendly.

“Uh, yes,” Jessica stammered, “I’m looking for a paddle for my sorority. Something fun and…uh…”

“Spankable?” The store owner suggested with a grin, his eyes twinkling mischievously.

Jessica blushed even harder, her cheeks burning with embarrassment. “Yeah, exactly,” she muttered, her voice barely audible.

The store owner led her to the back of the store, where a shelf was filled with various paddles. “We have a variety of paddles here,” he said, gesturing to the shelf. “From light and fun to heavy and serious.”

Jessica glanced at the paddles, her eyes widening as she took in the range of sizes and shapes. “I’m not sure which one to choose,” she said hesitantly.

The store owner leaned in closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. “Let me give you some advice,” he said, his eyes twinkling. “If you want a paddle that’s both fun and effective, you should try it out first.”

Jessica’s eyes widened in surprise, but she nodded, her curiosity piqued. “How do I do that?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

The store owner smirked, his eyes still locked on Jessica’s. “I’ll close the store for a few minutes, and I’ll show you.”

Jessica hesitated for a moment, but then nodded, her curiosity getting the better of her. “Okay,” she said, her voice barely audible.

The store owner locked the door and pulled down the blinds. He then flipped on the lights, casting their shadows on the wooden floor. “Alright,” he said, his voice low and husky. “Let’s see how you like a spanking.”

Jessica’s heart raced as the store owner led her over to a wooden chair in the corner of the room. He sat down and patted his lap, his eyes never leaving Jessica’s face. “Over my lap,” he ordered, his voice firm and commanding.

Jessica hesitated for a moment, but then she stepped forward and bent over the store owner’s lap, her hands landing on the floor in front of her. She could feel her heart pounding in her chest, her face flushing with embarrassment.

The store owner reached up and grabbed a small wooden paddle from the shelf, his eyes never leaving Jessica’s face. “This is the one I recommend,” he said, his voice low and husky. “It’s small and light, but it packs a punch.”

Jessica’s eyes widened as the store owner brought the paddle down on her shorts, the sound of the impact echoing through the room. She yelped, her face flushing with embarrassment, but she didn’t move.

The store owner brought the paddle down again, and again, each time leaving a bright red mark on Jessica’s seat. She could feel her bottom starting to sting, but she didn’t move, her face burning with embarrassment.

Finally, the store owner stopped, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Alright,” he said, his voice hoarse. “Now, let’s try it with your pants down.”

Jessica’s eyes widened in shock, but she didn’t move, her face burning with embarrassment. “What?” she stammered, her voice barely audible.

The store owner reached down and tugged her shorts down, exposing her thin pink panties. “I want you to feel what a real spanking feels like,” he said, his voice low and commanding.

Jessica’s heart raced as the store owner brought the paddle down on her bottom, the sound of the impact echoing through the room. She yelped, her face flushing with embarrassment, but she didn’t move.

The store owner brought the paddle down again, and again, each time leaving a bright red mark on Jessica’s bottom. She could feel her bottom starting to sting, her face burning with embarrassment.

Finally, the store owner stopped, his breath coming in ragged gasps. “Alright,” he said, his voice hoarse. “Now, let’s talk about the benefits of a paddle and a spanking.”

Jessica stood up, her face still burning with embarrassment, her hands rubbing the seat of her scorching bottom. “I… I don’t know what to say,” she stammered, her voice barely audible.

The store owner smiled, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “A paddle is a great tool for discipline, but it can also be a lot of fun,” he said, his voice low and husky. “And a good spanking can teach you a lesson, and make you feel good at the same time.”

Jessica’s face flushed with embarrassment, but she couldn’t help but agree with the store owner. “I… I guess so,” she stammered, her voice barely audible.

The store owner grinned, his eyes still locked on Jessica’s face. “I’m glad we had this little chat,” he said, his voice low and commanding. “Now, let’s find you the perfect paddle for your sorority.”

Jessica nodded, her face still burning with embarrassment, but she couldn’t help but feel a little excited. “Okay,” she said, her voice barely audible.

The store owner led Jessica back to the shelf, his eyes never leaving her face. “This one,” he said, pointing to a small wooden paddle with a heart-shaped handle. “It’s perfect for your sorority, and it’ll remind you of our little chat.”

Jessica nodded, her face still burning with embarrassment, but she couldn’t help but feel a little excited. “Thanks,” she said, her voice barely audible.

The store owner smiled, his eyes twinkling mischievously. “You’re welcome,” he said, his voice low and husky. “And remember, a little spanking can go a long way.”

Jessica blushed even harder, her cheeks burning with embarrassment, but she couldn’t help but agree. “I… I will,” she stammered, her voice barely audible.

With the paddle in hand, Jessica left the store, her face still burning with embarrassment, but her heart pounding with excitement. She couldn’t wait to share the paddle with her sorority sisters, and to see the looks on their faces when they heard the story of how she had found it.

As she walked back to her car, Jessica couldn’t help but think about the store owner’s words. A little spanking can go a long way, she thought, her face still burning with embarrassment, but her heart pounding with excitement. And she knew that she would never forget the day she had found the perfect paddle for her sorority.

After The Spanking

As Jessica drove back to the sorority house, her mind was still filled with the events of the day. She couldn’t help but feel a mixture of excitement and embarrassment, but she knew that the paddle would be a hit among her sorority sisters.

She pulled into the sorority parking lot, her heart racing as she got out of the car and made her way to the front door. As she opened the door, she could hear the laughter and chatter of her sisters filling the house. They were all gathered in the common room, enjoying a movie night.

Jessica walked into the room, her heart pounding in her chest, the paddle tucked discreetly under her arm. She couldn’t help but feel a little nervous, but she knew that she had to share the paddle with her sisters.

“Hey, girls!” Jessica called out, her voice shaking a little. “I found something really cool today!”

Her sisters turned to look at her, their eyes wide with curiosity. “What is it?” one of them asked, her voice filled with excitement.

Jessica held up the paddle, her face flushing with embarrassment. “It’s a paddle,” she stammered, her voice barely audible. “I found it at this little country store, and I thought it would be perfect for our sorority.”

Her sisters gasped in surprise, their eyes widening as they took in the paddle. “Wow, that’s so cool!” one of them exclaimed, her voice filled with excitement.

Jessica blushed even harder, her cheeks burning with embarrassment, but she couldn’t help but feel a little excited. “Yeah, I thought so too,” she stammered, her voice barely audible.

As her sisters gathered around her, their eyes filled with curiosity, Jessica told them the story of how she had found the paddle, and the spanking she got in the process. Her sisters listened intently, their faces flushing with embarrassment, but they couldn’t help but feel a little excited.

“So, what do you think we should do with the paddle?” one of them asked, her voice filled with excitement.

Jessica thought for a moment, her face still burning with embarrassment, but she couldn’t help but feel a little excited. “I think we should use it for fun,” she stammered, her voice barely audible. “Like, for punishment, but in a fun way.”

Her sisters nodded, their eyes twinkling with excitement. “That sounds like a great idea,” one of them said, her voice filled with enthusiasm.

And so, with the paddle in hand, Jessica and her sorority sisters began a new tradition. They would take turns spanking each other with the paddle, laughing and giggling as they tried to outdo each other. And every time they used the paddle, they would remember the day it was discovered.

As the years went by, the paddle became a symbol of their sorority, a reminder of the fun and laughter they had shared together.

And as Jessica looked back on her college years, she couldn’t help but feel a little nostalgic. She had learned so much during her time in college, and she had made so many memories with her sorority sisters. But it was the paddle that stood out the most, a small wooden object that had brought them all so much fun and laughter.

As she graduated and prepared to leave college, Jessica couldn’t help but feel a little sad. But she knew that she would always have her memories of the paddle, and the spanking she had received in the process.

She packed up her belongings, her heart heavy with sadness, but her mind filled with the laughter and joy that the paddle had brought her. As she closed the door to her sorority house for the last time, she took one last look at the paddle, hanging on the wall, and smiled.

She knew that the paddle would always be a part of her, a reminder of the fun and laughter she had shared with her sorority sisters. And as she drove away from the college, her heart filled with nostalgia, she knew that she would never forget the day she had found the perfect paddle for her sorority.