3 months later...
It was month 3 of daily morning half hour spankings for Michelle. Every morning, no matter the day or the occasion, Michelle got up an hour before she normally would prefer, went out into the living room, and got a sound maintenance spanking for a half hour from Jane. The bad news was the spankings never got easier, the embarrassment never faded, and she started each day off, not with a hot coffee, but with a hot ass. The bright side was she only got maintenance spankings and never punishment spankings the entire time.
But, something's about to happen that will change all that.
(I apologize in advance for the shortness of this chapter, but trust me, it's a bridge towards a lot to come...)
Michelle's Day Off
BZZT BZZT BZZT
Like a solemn church bell tolling on a dreadful Sunday morning, Michelle's phone alarm woke her up to let her know that it was time for a new day. Of course, Michelle never woke up happy or excited to start a new day. She looked at her phone - 7:50AM. Out of bed, the 23 year old sluggishly headed into the bathroom to answer nature's call. Exiting the bathroom after washing her hands, she headed into the living room where a prim and proper Jane sat in a long red dress, as opposed to the younger girl in an oversized Green Day t-shirt and black panties with cartoon diamonds on them.
"Good morning," Jane said warmly. Michelle groaned back in response before looking at the coffee table to see what awaited her for the morning's festivities. Usually she'd find a hairbrush, a belt, a paddle, a wooden spoon. Today, oddly enough, was nothing. "I said good morning, Michelle," Jane said sternly.
"Good morning," Michelle answered with an attitude. Mornings weren't exactly "good" for her these days.
"An attitude, I see. Shame. Hands on your head," came the command. Jane had promised Michelle at the start of her daily spankings that she would no longer remove Michelle's panties this way, but between Michelle's occasional attitude in the morning and Jane's amazing ability to forget her promises to Michelle, this quickly went by the wayside. Michelle put her hands on her head as Jane lifted the bottom of Michelle's shirt, took her panties by the side, and pulled them down below her groin. "Legs together." Michelle did as she was told, Jane let go of the panties, and they fell to the floor. "Over." Michelle again did what she was told.
Jane pat Michelle's white chubby cheeks, all ready to be warmed up. She began slapping a slow and steady pace back and forth across both cheeks. Michelle closed her eyes tight and gritted her teeth as Jane performed her morning ritual.
"You know, Michelle," Jane started, never stopping her slaps, "you've been awfully good since we started these morning spankings."
"Ow, I know, ahh," came the pained response.
"So," SLAP, "I've decided," SLAP SLAP, "since you haven't needed a real spanking over these last few months," SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP, "to stop the morning spankings for now." SLAP
"Really?" SLAP "Ow!"
"Yes, after today," SLAP, "you've been quite a good roommate. I always knew you could do it. That's why I'll stop spanking you every morning and why you're only getting my hand today. But rest assured, if you do need a spanking again, I will go back to performing these." SLAP! "Am I understood?" SLAP
"Yes!"
"Good. Now let's cut the chitchat and finish your spanking."
For the next 28 minutes, the only sounds filling the apartment were slaps to Michelle's butt and Michelle's occasional grunt or cry. By the end of the 30 minutes, Michelle's cheeks were red and sweaty. She wanted so badly to rub her ass.
"Alright. Up." Michelle did as she was told and pulled up her panties. Jane stood up as well and looked Michelle directly in the eye. "Don't make me regret this," she said as she walked away, ever the cold, threatening presence. Michelle sighed a sigh of slightly relief as she rubbed her butt. Finally, the morning spankings were over. Michelle went to work and came home that night excited. Finally, she had a day off tomorrow from both work AND spankings. She got into bed and didn't even set her alarm that night. No reason to get up early finally! She was able to turn her phone off, not plug it up to the charger, and fell asleep. It was great.
At 11:30AM the next day, Michelle got up and stretched. She felt good for once in the morning. She hadn't slept that late in months, and her ass wasn't about to be toasted.
Without needing to turn on her phone, she headed into the kitchen and felt relieved - no Jane in sight. Every morning when she woke up, Jane was up before her, showered and dressed and at the couch waiting. Luckily, today was different. It was her day off, and Michelle was going to relax. She made breakfast, sat around watching TV, did a little research for an article she was working on, and ultimately by 3pm fell asleep on the couch in her PJs. Life was good.
"MICHELLE!" screamed Jane. Michelle woke up suddenly to an angry-looking Jane in her face. She screamed and, utilizing her cat-like reflexes, jumped back and KICKED Jane in the stomach! Jane fell backwards on to her back. "GODDAMMIT!" she screamed. Michelle, her heart racing and her startled mind going a mile a minute, quickly got up to help Jane up.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" she said as she knelt down and helped Jane off. Jane pushed her hand away.
"What's wrong with you?!"
"You scared me, I panicked, I didn't know how to react!"
"So you KICKED me??"
"I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry, really!"
"And what happened here?? The kitchen is a mess!"
"I meant to clean it, what time is it?"
"It's 9:30!"
"At night?!"
"Oh my god, yes at night! What, you thought you were sleeping the entire day AND night away?? Why didn't you answer my calls?!"
"You called me?"
"Yes! Many times, all day! Where's your phone??" Michelle looked around the living room before remembering - she never turned on her phone today!
"Oh my god, I never set my alarm last night so I must've forgotten to turn it on this morning, I'm so sor-"
"I needed a report e-mailed to me and I called you over and over but never got you. I had to stay late at work to redo my entire report from scratch - I'm lucky I didn't get suspended. Then my car broke down on the way home. The highway was jammed since I had to leave work later than normal and had to take unpaved streets and hit a nice pothole. I needed a ride home since my car got towed, couldn't get you, had to uber home, and of course, I left my keys in my car so I couldn't get in the apartment. Armando had to use a master key to let me in after I begged him."
"Holy shit. Jane, I'm so sor-"
"I've had the worst day. And ALL of this could've been avoided if you had simply ANSWERED YOUR PHONE!"
"I'm sorry!"
"How irresponsible are you?! You don't turn your phone on, you leave the place a total mess and you sleep all day! Am I supposed to be cleaning up after you??"
"No, but-"
"One day. ONE day without a spanking, and you manage to torpedo my entire day and sink it."
"Jane, please,"
"No, I don't want to hear it. Clearly you need a spanking every morning. I should give you one right now, but I'm exhausted and it won't change anything from today. But it appears you need to constantly be supervised and corrected, because you are incredibly irresponsible and completely out of control."
"Out of control? Jane, I fell asleep and forgot to turn my phone on. I don't need to be babysat."
"Evidently you do. And I can't be here all the time to ensure that you are. So I called Marsha."
"..no."
"And she agreed that, since you need constant discipline and I need help, she will be moving into the apartment across the hall."
"WHAT?!"
"And she will be helping me with keeping you in line."
"Jane, no. This is ridiculous!"
"That's final. I've spoken with Winston who agreed to let Marsha have the apartment at a discounted price at my recommendation. And since Marsha works from home and her family lives in town anyway, it only makes sense. Marsha will be signing the papers and moving in first thing tomorrow morning. Be prepared. Your real discipline starts now." Michelle sat speechless as Jane headed to her room.
"AND CLEAN THIS FUCKING KITCHEN!" she screamed as she slammed her bedroom door shut.
Michelle sat there on the couch for a few minutes, practically paralyzed. Finally, she broke, and started crying and dropped her head into her hands.
Her one day off, and she was going to be working to pay it off for a long time.
It was month 3 of daily morning half hour spankings for Michelle. Every morning, no matter the day or the occasion, Michelle got up an hour before she normally would prefer, went out into the living room, and got a sound maintenance spanking for a half hour from Jane. The bad news was the spankings never got easier, the embarrassment never faded, and she started each day off, not with a hot coffee, but with a hot ass. The bright side was she only got maintenance spankings and never punishment spankings the entire time.
But, something's about to happen that will change all that.
(I apologize in advance for the shortness of this chapter, but trust me, it's a bridge towards a lot to come...)
Michelle's Day Off
BZZT BZZT BZZT
Like a solemn church bell tolling on a dreadful Sunday morning, Michelle's phone alarm woke her up to let her know that it was time for a new day. Of course, Michelle never woke up happy or excited to start a new day. She looked at her phone - 7:50AM. Out of bed, the 23 year old sluggishly headed into the bathroom to answer nature's call. Exiting the bathroom after washing her hands, she headed into the living room where a prim and proper Jane sat in a long red dress, as opposed to the younger girl in an oversized Green Day t-shirt and black panties with cartoon diamonds on them.
"Good morning," Jane said warmly. Michelle groaned back in response before looking at the coffee table to see what awaited her for the morning's festivities. Usually she'd find a hairbrush, a belt, a paddle, a wooden spoon. Today, oddly enough, was nothing. "I said good morning, Michelle," Jane said sternly.
"Good morning," Michelle answered with an attitude. Mornings weren't exactly "good" for her these days.
"An attitude, I see. Shame. Hands on your head," came the command. Jane had promised Michelle at the start of her daily spankings that she would no longer remove Michelle's panties this way, but between Michelle's occasional attitude in the morning and Jane's amazing ability to forget her promises to Michelle, this quickly went by the wayside. Michelle put her hands on her head as Jane lifted the bottom of Michelle's shirt, took her panties by the side, and pulled them down below her groin. "Legs together." Michelle did as she was told, Jane let go of the panties, and they fell to the floor. "Over." Michelle again did what she was told.
Jane pat Michelle's white chubby cheeks, all ready to be warmed up. She began slapping a slow and steady pace back and forth across both cheeks. Michelle closed her eyes tight and gritted her teeth as Jane performed her morning ritual.
"You know, Michelle," Jane started, never stopping her slaps, "you've been awfully good since we started these morning spankings."
"Ow, I know, ahh," came the pained response.
"So," SLAP, "I've decided," SLAP SLAP, "since you haven't needed a real spanking over these last few months," SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP, "to stop the morning spankings for now." SLAP
"Really?" SLAP "Ow!"
"Yes, after today," SLAP, "you've been quite a good roommate. I always knew you could do it. That's why I'll stop spanking you every morning and why you're only getting my hand today. But rest assured, if you do need a spanking again, I will go back to performing these." SLAP! "Am I understood?" SLAP
"Yes!"
"Good. Now let's cut the chitchat and finish your spanking."
For the next 28 minutes, the only sounds filling the apartment were slaps to Michelle's butt and Michelle's occasional grunt or cry. By the end of the 30 minutes, Michelle's cheeks were red and sweaty. She wanted so badly to rub her ass.
"Alright. Up." Michelle did as she was told and pulled up her panties. Jane stood up as well and looked Michelle directly in the eye. "Don't make me regret this," she said as she walked away, ever the cold, threatening presence. Michelle sighed a sigh of slightly relief as she rubbed her butt. Finally, the morning spankings were over. Michelle went to work and came home that night excited. Finally, she had a day off tomorrow from both work AND spankings. She got into bed and didn't even set her alarm that night. No reason to get up early finally! She was able to turn her phone off, not plug it up to the charger, and fell asleep. It was great.
At 11:30AM the next day, Michelle got up and stretched. She felt good for once in the morning. She hadn't slept that late in months, and her ass wasn't about to be toasted.
Without needing to turn on her phone, she headed into the kitchen and felt relieved - no Jane in sight. Every morning when she woke up, Jane was up before her, showered and dressed and at the couch waiting. Luckily, today was different. It was her day off, and Michelle was going to relax. She made breakfast, sat around watching TV, did a little research for an article she was working on, and ultimately by 3pm fell asleep on the couch in her PJs. Life was good.
"MICHELLE!" screamed Jane. Michelle woke up suddenly to an angry-looking Jane in her face. She screamed and, utilizing her cat-like reflexes, jumped back and KICKED Jane in the stomach! Jane fell backwards on to her back. "GODDAMMIT!" she screamed. Michelle, her heart racing and her startled mind going a mile a minute, quickly got up to help Jane up.
"Oh my god, I'm so sorry!" she said as she knelt down and helped Jane off. Jane pushed her hand away.
"What's wrong with you?!"
"You scared me, I panicked, I didn't know how to react!"
"So you KICKED me??"
"I didn't mean to, I'm so sorry, really!"
"And what happened here?? The kitchen is a mess!"
"I meant to clean it, what time is it?"
"It's 9:30!"
"At night?!"
"Oh my god, yes at night! What, you thought you were sleeping the entire day AND night away?? Why didn't you answer my calls?!"
"You called me?"
"Yes! Many times, all day! Where's your phone??" Michelle looked around the living room before remembering - she never turned on her phone today!
"Oh my god, I never set my alarm last night so I must've forgotten to turn it on this morning, I'm so sor-"
"I needed a report e-mailed to me and I called you over and over but never got you. I had to stay late at work to redo my entire report from scratch - I'm lucky I didn't get suspended. Then my car broke down on the way home. The highway was jammed since I had to leave work later than normal and had to take unpaved streets and hit a nice pothole. I needed a ride home since my car got towed, couldn't get you, had to uber home, and of course, I left my keys in my car so I couldn't get in the apartment. Armando had to use a master key to let me in after I begged him."
"Holy shit. Jane, I'm so sor-"
"I've had the worst day. And ALL of this could've been avoided if you had simply ANSWERED YOUR PHONE!"
"I'm sorry!"
"How irresponsible are you?! You don't turn your phone on, you leave the place a total mess and you sleep all day! Am I supposed to be cleaning up after you??"
"No, but-"
"One day. ONE day without a spanking, and you manage to torpedo my entire day and sink it."
"Jane, please,"
"No, I don't want to hear it. Clearly you need a spanking every morning. I should give you one right now, but I'm exhausted and it won't change anything from today. But it appears you need to constantly be supervised and corrected, because you are incredibly irresponsible and completely out of control."
"Out of control? Jane, I fell asleep and forgot to turn my phone on. I don't need to be babysat."
"Evidently you do. And I can't be here all the time to ensure that you are. So I called Marsha."
"..no."
"And she agreed that, since you need constant discipline and I need help, she will be moving into the apartment across the hall."
"WHAT?!"
"And she will be helping me with keeping you in line."
"Jane, no. This is ridiculous!"
"That's final. I've spoken with Winston who agreed to let Marsha have the apartment at a discounted price at my recommendation. And since Marsha works from home and her family lives in town anyway, it only makes sense. Marsha will be signing the papers and moving in first thing tomorrow morning. Be prepared. Your real discipline starts now." Michelle sat speechless as Jane headed to her room.
"AND CLEAN THIS FUCKING KITCHEN!" she screamed as she slammed her bedroom door shut.
Michelle sat there on the couch for a few minutes, practically paralyzed. Finally, she broke, and started crying and dropped her head into her hands.
Her one day off, and she was going to be working to pay it off for a long time.
Statistics: Posted by spankdude7 — Wed Jul 12, 2017 6:29 am