Winter Spanks Blog Hop


snowscape nudeThis is a republish for an entry in the Winter Spanks Cold Hands Warm Bottoms Blog Hop (2-4 January, 2014). If you comment on the original post you may be picked out for a prize. Please note that if you haven’t commented before or if you unwittingly confuse the arcane comment protocol then your comment may be held for moderation.


Princess Sofia Molotov unleashed her full shapely pout at the ever stiffer wind and the heavy snowfall that accompanied it. Winter was hard upon them and soon she would be a prisoner in the castle for the rest of the season. Already her father had forbidden her from going out and none of dvornik would be available to escort her on one final adventure.

Luckily Sofia was generally considered too petite to handle the horse-sled alone. Indeed she was so petite that it was her father’s proud boast to prospective suitors that her waist could be encompassed by the span of a man’s hand. A ridiculous claim, she thought, because as narrow as she was it took almost two hands for such a feat. But still, this perception of her frailty only worked to her advantage as so far no one had thought to put her away her sleigh.

Donning snug fawn hunting breeches and a jerkin, she covered the ensemble with a sable coat and a huge fur hat to cover her long dark braids. Then as quiet as a snowflake on water, she made her way through the kitchen entrance to the yard.

Most of the servants were still sleeping on the hard stone floors, with only ragged cast-off coats between them and the chill. Although here and there more industrious serfs were shaking themselves awake to begin the task of making breakfast. But if any saw her then it was none of their affair.

Sofia reached the stables almost without incident, only staggering briefly as she stepped into the biting chill. She was thankful then that a hundred stoats had surrendered their winter coats for hers and pulled her cloak about her. She loved this part and grinned to display a row of perfect teeth in greeting.

As she did so a cloud of breath burst from her throat and tumbled whitish-grey towards the sky. Better still was the creak-crunch of her boots upon a hand’s-depth of snow and she gleefully stamped her feet as she made her way to the stable to enjoy the softly yielded squeak of her steps as she walked.

But it did not go all her own way. Without servants she had to remove her gloves to put on the horse’s harness and the tangy steel burned her fingers as she worked until pins and needles assailed her and she had to allow her hands the retreat of her pockets. In the end it took three attempts to ready the sleigh, but after that it was as easy as runners upon snow. Then she simply slipped away.

Luck was with her that morning as not only did none of the guards see her, but by the time she reached the forest under the castle, the wind had dropped and the snowfall had reduced to nothing but a light flurry.

“Hey you wondrous day,” she yelled to the trees in crisp aristocratic tones, “Catch me if you can.”

It took a moment to breech the line of fur trees, but then she let fly with the whip and sailed on into the crystal white sea of ice with great grey-brown masts of leaf-stripped trees lining her route.

Full story here.


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29 Responses to “Winter Spanks Blog Hop”

  1. presume the birch twigs will soundly warm her bottom eventualyy!! during the cold winter!

  2. She probably won’t be cold for long, at least her bottom.

  3. 3 amy bowens

    I love this! Look forward to reading! Thanks

  4. 4 pooky120

    Hmmm, I’m sure she will be quite toasty in a matter of no time at all… I love winter.

  5. 5 bn100

    Nice quote “Catch me if you can.”

    bn100candg at hotmail dot com

  6. Agreed – I believe the Russians have a fondness for birch switches. Yikes.

    lacrimsonfemme at gmail dot com

  7. Loved the story. I hadn’t read it in December. I’m adding this blog to my list!


  8. 8 ghwasd

    I’m a fan of shape shifter stories in general; really liked the excerpt. ghwasd at gmail dot com

  9. 9 Renee

    Loved the imagery in this story. Thanks.

  10. I don’t think Sofia is going to make it home tomorrow. I also don’t think Ivan had her cut enough birch twigs to last two weeks let alone the winter. lol

  11. A great story. If she stays with him until Spring, I’d say he’s either signed his own death warrant, or they will have to get married. No doubt her father will not be pleased at all.

  12. Nice excerpt. She felt an exhilerating rush of freedom I’m sure but will it last?

  13. OUCH…I would NOT want a birch spanking!!! Love the story!

    tammyfaris1966 at gmaildotcom

  14. 14 Binz

    The idea of bitching scares me, but I guess that’s the idea
    Lburger1908 at gmail dot com

  15. 15 Ed

    Boy is she going to be in trouble! ed

  16. I’m heading over to your original post to give my full comment after I read the whole story!

  17. 17 lynn marie

    yikes for the birching but love that she has sass

  18. 18 shadowluvs2read

    Nice excerpt! You definitely left me wanting more! Thank you for sharing!

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