Disclaimer: I don’t own these characters..

This story contains well, to put it bluntly, spanking. If you don’t like it, don’t flame me. I wrote this for fun, sort of a challenge and for a friend who ‘dared’ me to do it. You have been warned.

The Duel

Utena Tenjou made her way up the winding staircase to the dueling arena for yet another duel. The same thing ran through her mind each time she ascended the staircase for the duels. “I am the owner of the Rose Bride. Why do I have to climb these damn stairs every time and my challengers get to use the elevator? Where is the elevator anyway and how does Anthy always seem to beat me here even thought she always leaves after I do?”

Her challenger Juri Arisugawa stood at one end of the dueling platform, sword in hand glaring, waiting. At her side was Shiori Takatsuki.

At the opposite end was Anthy Himemiya, the Rose Bride, waiting dutifully for Utena to approach her. As each of the duelists was fitted with their roses, Utena by Anthy, Juri by Shiori, the student council president Touga Kiriyu looked at the two duelists.

“You know the rules.” He replied.

Juri glared at Utena, shoving Shiori aside as she went into her fighting stance. Utena prepared to face Juri. Juri lunged at Utena almost without warning. Utena parried.

Despite Juri’s obvious superior skills, Utena held her own against the fencing captain. Their swords clashed. Shiori and Anthy silently stood routing for her respective champion.

Gaining the advantage Juri pressed her attack, preparing for the final blow. Whether it was skill, luck or a miracle, Utena dodged and countered Juri’s attack at the last possible second.

Juri stared at the coral colored rose petals at her feet. I lost, she responded to herself softly. Her sword left her hand and fell to the ground. She stared at the petals on the ground. I lost, she repeated. I lost.

“You know the rules, Juri.” Touga replied.

Miki approached Juri with a chair and Utena took a seat. Utena smiled and cracked her knuckles in anticipation of what was to come.

“I lost.” Juri repeated in her daze of defeat to the wanna-be Prince.

“Yeah, Juri. You know the rules.” Saionji responded. “Drop you pants and bend over. Don’t keep Utena waiting.”

Juri took a deep breath. She had lost. Rules were rules. The others had gone along with them when they lost. Now it was her turn. She dropped her pants and bent over Utena’s lap. She hoped that Utena wouldn’t be to hard on her.

SMACK!

Juri bit her lip as Utena’s first blow hit her hard. Wishful thinking, the fencing champion thought. She tried not to cry out as Utena spanked her again and again. Each blow Juri thought harder than the previous, or was that just her imagination? The sound of each swat and sting of the contact against her now tender backside, brought tears to Juri’s eyes.

Utena was enjoying herself. She had the arrogant fencing captain right where she wanted. She was in total control. She was spanking Juri. She was going to make the fencing captain scream if it killed her. She swatted her time and time again.

Juri let out a cry of pain.

“BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!”

Utena fell out of bed with a thump landing on her backside. Anthy was standing over her smiling.

“Good morning, Miss Utena.” Anthy responded sweetly.

Utena shook her head. “Uh, good morning.”

Getting dressed Utena looked at the breakfast that Anthy had prepared. Chu-Chu was already helping himself to the toast. Utena sighed. Shaved ice. It looked like another trip to the cafeteria before class.

Utena made up an excuse that she wanted to go to the gym and left the dorm. What a strange dream, she thought to herself.

Upon reaching the main walkway, Utena spotted Juri with Shiori. Shiori was smiling teasing Juri as they walked. Juri was walking strangely. She looked stiff. Not her usual rigid confident stride, but as though she was sore, having trouble walking. It was as though… No. Was it just a dream?