F/F - forced nudity, semi-consensual spanking by consenting adults...
This is part of a continuing saga of a young woman named Isabelle...it
seems she finds herself in constant hot water - Thanksgiving Day was
no exception - Jenn previously gave her very strict "marching
orders" for the day...Tonya her guardian was there to ensure they
were followed to the letter...her is "Izzy's" report:
<<Miss J,
Here is my report of Thanksgiving Day, which I would like to point out
is
supposed to be a
holiday but I guess that doesn't apply to me.
Tonya came back from the office Thursday morning with a print-out of
your
letter. I had
hoped and prayed you were going to let me off the hook since you knew I
was
planning to
spend the day at my parents and thought I was home free when we left
Wednesday.
But,
obviously, you had other plans...
I was ordered by Tonya (per your instructions) to put on a T-shirt, but
I
couldn't find any
in my closet that weren't too short or too long (according to Tonya),
but then
she brought
me one of hers which she said was long enough even though it didn't
even cover
the
bottom part of my butt.... I could get it to cover the front but only
by pulling
the hem
down which hiked it up even more in the back.... It was humiliating!
I went to check the car (for what I have no fucking clue) and then
checked the
mail again.
This was about 9:30 a.m. and the pavement in the parking lot was still
very
cold. Walking
on it barefoot I felt like my toes were gonna fall off.. I had taken
the trash
out the night
before (see... I'm being good) but Tonya managed to find enough stuff
to fill a
bag for me
to throw away and sent me back out.
There were some residents who live in the condos just up the hill who
were all
standing
outside when I went out and I saw them watching me. I'm sure they were
wondering
why I
was half-naked on a cold morning. I was going to wait until they went
back
inside, but
they kept standing there talking and looking over at me and I was
freezing so I
thought
"screw it" and ran over and heaved the bag into the dumpster.
When I did this, it made my shirt hike up almost to my waist and I
heard a few
gasps from
the people up the hill. I was mortified, but all I could do was yank
the hem
down and run
back inside as fast as possible. I heard some laughter as I darted back
in the
door....
Per your instructions, Tonya did have a cup of cocoa waiting for me
which helped
warm
me up, but I was less than thrilled with the rest of your plans to warm
my
bottom. But then
I don't have a say in any of this, do I?
I went and got Tonya's belt and the egg timer and left the T-shirt. I
walked
naked into the
kitchen where she was starting breakfast and asked for her to spank me.
I HATE
asking for
a spanking.... I much prefer when Tonya just orders me over her knee or
whatever...
But either way, I found myself naked over her knee staring at the
kitchen tile
as she
proceeded to hand spank me. She admonished me for leaving my laptop
which she
hinted
that I did on purpose, but it's not true. But I could tell from the
force of her
blows she was
more than a little put out with me....
I was squirming about halfway through and actually banged my big toe
drumming my
feet
on the floor. (It's not as forgiving as the carpet or the sofa) and in
a way,
the pain in my
toe sort of distracted me from the pain in my backside....
I was crying softly as I handed Tonya her belt and took up a position
bent over
the sofa.
She gave me 15 licks and again, it seemed like she was really hitting
hard! I
managed to
keep the count, but just barely as I was sobbing by the end.
In the spirit of the holiday (remember, Jenn, it IS a holiday) I was
very
thankful that you
didn't order any corner time so I was free to rub my flaming cheeks
even though
my little
dance got Tonya tickled which only added to my humiliation....
When we left for my parents, it had warmed up enough that at least my
feet
didn't get too
cold walking to the car wearing only the T-shirt. I have to admit, the
cool
leather of
Tonya's car seat was a bit of a relief to my poor bottom and I almost
regretted
having to
get dressed when she pulled over at a car wash a few blocks from their
house.
I was going to get dressed in the car, but Tonya made me get out in the
car wash
stall to
change which means for a few moments I was totally naked outside! There
were
lots of
houses all around so I have no way of knowing how many people may have
seen me.
I'm
sure everyone was at home being Thanksgiving, but I'm probably the only
person
forced to
be naked...
As you predicted (and probably hoped), the jeans were very
uncomfortable against
my still
sore bottom and the ride over for the last few blocks was unpleasant.
When we
got to the
house, I managed to find excuses for not sitting down right away and
then made a
bee line
for my the big cushy sofa.
It was about an hour before we ate so my bottom had cooled quite a bit
before I
had to sit
at the table. I was still squirming a little, though, so don't be TOO
disappointed, Jenn...
Tonya chided me privately a few times about being pouty, but I don't
think I
was. My butt
hurt and I was a little miffed at having been punished on a holiday,
but I was
polite to my
parents and everything. Dinner was good, although there was no meat.
Vegetarians
suck,
by the way!
My mom does make bitching pies though and I pigged out a little. She
even gave
us some
to take back with us for midnight snacks. So, the day wasn't a total
bust....
We drove home and Tonya once again stopped at the car wash so I could
change
back into
just my T-shirt. If there were any people watching from the houses all
around, I
guess they
got an encore... It was starting to get chilly again by this time so I
was
shivering on the
way home...
When we got to the condo, those SAME fucking people were outside again!
I mean,
what is
their damn deal? Who stands around outside in the goddamn winter???
I balked at running in naked, but Tonya warned me there would hell to
pay if I
didn't. I
tried stalling but after a minute or so Tonya told me she would turn me
over the
hood of
the car and spank me bare assed while they watched if I didn't get
going. That
was enough
incentive for me and I stripped off the shirt and ran for the door!
I didn't look up the hill to watch their reactions, but I heard one
male shout
something and
some female laughter as I ran! I was all the way there before I
remembered Tonya
had the
key. Keeping my back (and unfortunately my probably still red bare
behind) to
the
neighbors, I hissed at Tonya to hurry! She STROLLED over and opened the
door,
chuckling
at me.... I just wanted to die!
I was really looking forward to some pie, but instead Tonya made me
read her the
account
of my spanking for the DWI. It was the first time I ever had to read it
out loud
to her and it
was very embarrassing for some reason. I guess my "reading" was a
little
petulant, because
Tonya told me to go get the hairbrush!
I was already naked and started crying before I got back because I knew
you had
said five
minutes. I handed it to her and then knelt in front of her and begged
her not to
spank me
that long! The longest hairbrush spanking I've ever gotten was maybe
three
minutes!
But she refused to relent and I soon found myself staring at the carpet
as she
literally set
my bare bottom on fire! I was wailing and kicking and pleading, but she
just
kept steadily
applying the brush throughout until I finally lay like a heap across
her knees.
She did finally let me have another slice of pie, but I ate it standing
up at
the counter while
Tonya teased me about how my bottom was as red as the cherries in the
pie! The
sad
thing was she was right.....
I cried myself to sleep. ON THANKSGIVING!!!! Hope you're happy.....
ISABELLE
P.S. OMG!! I just saw the photo you have up when I went to post this!
Where the
hell did
you get that? Don't leave that up! Please! Isn't being spanked enough
humiliation for one
week? Jesus....>>
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