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A young women get hooked in drugs. Her mom takes her to a scrict drug rehab program.
Chrissy seemed to have it all. She was smart. She was prety. She had a reputation for being kind hearted. She seemed to have it all..she appeared to have a bright future ahead of her.
She graduated from high school fith in her class. She went to colege on a scholarship. She had a 4.0 g.p.a at the college. She seemed to be on her way up. As far as any of her friends were concerned the sky was the limit. Then that all changed for the worse.
She was in a car acident. It was the fault of the other driver. The driver was tired and the drowsiness impacted her ability to drive properly.
Rescue workers had to use the jaws of life to get her out of the car. The injures could have been far worse. For the most part, she was not too bad off. She had savere back pain. While she could still walk,it was painful to do so.
She was prescribed prety strong prescription drugs. The doctors felt that she needed some strong drugs to aleviate the pain. She had been in excruciating pain. It took some powerful drugs to do it. These drugs were highly addictive.
She became adicted to them. It was a gataway drug. Before anyone knew it,she was a full blown aduct. She soon went for the hard stuff. She was buying iligal drugs. She got them any way she had to. It was getting worse and worse.
Her mom and sisters were in denial at first.her mom was the contact person. She answered that awfull phone call informing her off the car crash. She feared she had lost her. When she came into the hospital she held Chrissy tight and refused to let her go. She was greatfull that she was ok. She had for the most part bounced back. Now her life was once again in the balance. It was clear ahe was in trouble. There was a real risk of her ending up in prison or worse. Her mother feared both of those syinerios equally. She had no idea what to do.
She decided to seak out advice. She went to a friend of his who used to be a social worker. She explained the situation to him..he listened intently and took notes in his head. He did not interupt but waited until she was finished.
“She is in trouble Anna. As bad as you probably think it is, i fear it may be worse. This is a bad situation. Prison or death are real posibilities. I am not saying this to scare you. You need to see the severity of all of thithis. This is serious. She is in danger. ” she said.
“Ok. I do get it. What do i do? I cant just sit by and do nothing. Is there something i can do?” she asked. “I recommend get her committed to a drug treatment center. I recommend the edson treatment center in Mccain Arizona. It is tough. They are strict. It wont be easy. It is not a vacation. It will be the hardest thing she will ever do. There is no gurente it will work. She could wash out of the program. She could fail. It is not a definitive actuon. It is not a magic bullet. It is a chance. It could work. ” he told her.
She did not want to badically have her institututioned. She felt she had no chioce.she partitioned the court to have her made her ward and given power of attoney over her. The court agreed.
Chrissy was at home. The police arrived. She hit her drugs. “Mam.by order of the court you are remanded to the edson treatment center until you have completed the program. ” the officer said.
“Your not under arest. We are fulfilling a court order..if you cooperate i want put ypu in cufs. If you resist, i will have no chioce.” he told her. She decided to cooperate. She was put on a plane and was taken by police escort to the treatment center.
She was taken inside the hospital. She was admitted almost imidietly. She was taken to intake and was processed. After intake she went though detox.
The head of the center craig edson came to see her. She wore a gray sweatshirt and swet pants and flip flips. “Ok. I need you to pull down your swet pants and panties. ” he ordered.
She was confused.she got indignent. “Why?” she asked. “I asked you to do something. I need you to comply now Chrissy! ” he ordered. “No!” she said. “Chrissy! Comply!” he said. She finaly complied. She pulled down her swetpants and panties. He placed her over his knee.
He took his hand and swated her on her butt..he started off very gently and then got more and more harsh. He kept going. She did not understand why he was spanking her.
She cried. She balled. “Your acting like a child..you will be treated like a child. Part of your training will include spanking. You will receve maintenance spanking every day. If you violate the rules you will receve additional spanking. Spanking is a major part of our program. ” the doctor said.
She did receve spanking every day. It was rough at first. She did not want to be there. She eventually got with the program. She started to work with the staff. It was difficult.
The program was two mouths. It was a grueling two mounths. Her but got verry red from mutiple spankings. She was finaly discharged.
She would be under the ward of her mom. The prosicutors agreed not to prosecute her as long as shw stayed clean. She was basically in the custody of her mom. Her mom was tough. She continued the maintenance spanking.
She got s job.she went back to school. She was able to graduate. She got off drug foever. All thanks to the edson trearment facility and spanking.
There is no mcain Arizona. I made it up.
This is a work of fantasy. I made up a lot of legal process. It is not quite right.
A young wife and mom to be acts out. How long will her husbend tolerate it?
I am in a corner. I have been bad. The weird part is that i am in my twenties. I was told to stand in the corner. I was not told for how long. I i had to just stand. I could not move.
It was getting uncomfortable. I just wanted to sit. I had to stay standing until keith my husbend told me i could sit. I could not wait. This seemed like an eternity.
How did this all come about? Lets starts at the beggining. My parents were anarchists. They beleved in the most primitive of government. That included with kids.
I was there only kid. I was unplaned. At least by them. They beleved in overpopulation and not sure it was moraly right to have a child. They were not thriled about abortion either. I got to live.
I got away with everything. I was a bit of a rotten child. I got what i wanted. I was a brat. My parents beleved that it is wrong to force order on someone.
My parents moved us to a commune. My dad and mom split up. My mom and i moved back to her home town.
I never got in serious trouble . never arested or suspended from school or anything like that. I was not easy person to be around.
My mom started to give up her neo hippi ways. She abandoned the anarchy doctrine. She started attending church and i went with her.
I never wore dreses or skirts before. I started becoming more active. It was described as fundygelical church. They were strict in some ways but not in orthers.
That was where i met Keith. One day i was shaking hands when i saw him. “Hi im mia!” i said.keith wore a suit and tie. He was soft spoken, qiet and reserve.
He was the oposite of me. He was the opposite of anarchy. He seemed to beleve in an orderly structered society. He was what would be the opposite of liberterian. He was not a totalitarian or authoritarian.
He and i hit it off very early. We started to date. We Eventualy maried. We had different ways of doing things.
He believed in male leadership. He beleved in order and structure. He bekeved that disagreements and arguments should be in private not public. There were lines you did not cross.
I had a strategy of a kind of war of atrition. I would chip away at his resolve. It created some difficulty.
The church was kind if unique. The church dresed formaly, loved contempeary and some pop music, loved king James and watch some movies and they praticed domestic disipline. I had never heard of it. I thought it was bit silly.i agreed to the rules just to make him qiet. I never did it seriously. I hoped that he would never enforce it. He was very pasive. I though that it would work.
He once told me about verious punishments. Writing asignments, time outs and spankings. I was horified. I went along with it thinking that this was rhetoric. This was his philosophy but would never actualy carry it out.
At first it worked. He did tend to be passive. He had a high tolerance. He dismised a lot of my shenanigans. He dismissed more then he should have. I had him wrapped around his fingers.
He tried to enforce his rules. I got him to back off. Then i got pregnant. I used the pregnancy card.
Today was the breaking point. I woke up grouchy. I was argumentive. He tried to kiss me on the cheek and i rebuffed him. I was rude. I interupted. I attacked everything he liked. I mocked the church , his favorate movie etc. I insulted his favorate song. He tolerated alot. More then he should have.
He took a day off from he work. He owned his own business. He wanted to have some qality time with his pregnant wife. It did not turn out that way.
It was a bad day. There was no sign of it getting better. He had enough.” mia! Go to the corner. I want you to stand up and stay standing until i tell you otherwise. ” he said.
I tried to rebuf him. He incisted i comply. He told me to go. I agreed. I wore a black sweter and gray skirt and was barefoot. I went to the wall. I stood and stood
It felt like it was an eteenity. I was mad at him. How could he do this? I thought he was being unreasonable. I have come to see his point. Maybe he had a point.
I had been rotin to him. I decided that maybe i need to change. I was gerting tired.
“Babe! You may leave. I want something different ” keith said. “Ok. ” i said.
I am determined to be different. I gues i have to start right now. So i will. Things will be different. This is a new day.
A wife who hates being nude is told to strip naked before spanking
I’m Jeannie. I am a wife and mom. I am in a domestic disipline relationship. I grew up in a religious home that practiced d.d.from my childhood up i was taught the importance of disipline including spanking of wives in the home.
Both my parents were convinced that spanking and other penalties were esential to a happy home. They taught me that you not have marital blis without spanking.
I did not know anything different. I suported a domestic disipline relationship. I had no problem with any aspect of domastic disipline. I accepted it. I was fine with it.
I knew that when i got maried, i would be disiplined by my husband. I knew that i would probably be spanked. It was not a huge deal. I knew it would happen. I hoped it not be a comon ocurence but i knew it would occur. I was a siner so isues were bound to come up. It was a part of life and spanking was a part of domestic discipline marriage. It just was.
I met Brian at our church. My church was part of a denominstion that endorsed and advocated d.d. like me Bryan grew up in a family that suported d.d. like my mom, his mom was spanked.
We had drawn up a contract before we were maried. We were on the same page. We both agreed on rules and procedures. In working out an arangement we would both could live with was fairly painless.
We had a beautiful wedding. It was everything i wanted it to be and more. The early days of our maried life were amazing. I loved being married. More then that, i lovef beang maried to Brian. He and i had a great relationship.
I knew that if we had a long life togerher,and i hoped we would, discipline would be unavoidible. I knew i would slip up. I tried not to of course. I tried to be a good wife.
One day i did mess up. I lost tract of time and supper was not ready when he got home from work. I left lights on in room i was not using. I had music on too loud. The tv was on even though no one was watching it.
We had agreed to make sure lights were turned off before i left a room. The telivison must be turned off if no one is in the living room. Music could not be too loud. Diner should be ready when he got home from work. That was at least four violation. There is a good posibility that i had violated other rules as well. I was in deep doo doo.
I hoped to get away with a time out . Maybe a tv or radio ban. Perhaps he would make me watch a bonanza marathon. (I hate bonanza but thats another story. ) i hoped that he would go fairly easy on me.
“Jeannie, i need to go to the corner. I want to stay standing. I am going to consider your punishment! ” he said.
Brian was usualy soft spoken. He was reserve and qiet. He was slow to anger. When he was angry, you knew it. I went to the corner.
I had to stand at attention by the wall.i was not alowed to nove at all. I had to have perfect posture. I was never a fan of the time out. Not too many women are. Time out as a punishment is bad enough. No one like time out awaiting the actual punishment. It id tantamount to being in death watch cell awaiting execution.
It felt like an eternity. I just wanted it to be over. I just did not know what i was waiting for. What would the punishment be?
Bryan took five minutes. At first he calmed down. He alowef himself to cool down. He did not even consider a punishment until he was clear in his thinking.
He asked me to come over. I came to him. My head was down. I came over. “Hunnie! I am going to give you a spanking. ” he said. “Ok. ” i said.
“Strip naked!” he said. I was stuned. I did not want to be nude while being spanked. I protested.
“Cant i just pull skirt up and pull down my panties?” i asked. “No. I instructed you to strip naked. I want you to be nude. Remove your cloths!” he insisted.
To me, being naked was worse then the spanking. I hated being naked. If i could shower in clothing i probably would. I always waited until the last minute to strip down before a shower. I always was fully clothed when i left the bathroom after a shower.
I tried to avoid full nudity. I normaly was partily clothed even during intercourse. I avoided full nudity if i could. I hoped that he would make me strip completely. It did not look good. I had a feeling that he was not willing to compromise on this point.
He knew how i felt about being nude. He felt that it was inportent for me to be humbled. He believed that humiliation was a part of punishment. The perpose of correction was to corect. Disipline involved abasement.
“Please dont make me strip?” i pleaded. His mind was made up. He would not compromise. I think my objection iterated him. “Hunnie! I am head of the house. I have insisted that you fo something. I need you to comply!” he said.
I knew that was not going to happen. I was not going to win this one. I decided to agree.
I removed my green blouse. I pulled it to my head. I took it off. I then unzipped the ziper on my black skirt.i let it fall to my feet. I pulled it off.
He unclasped my bra. I pulled it off. Then i took off my panties. He made me stand naked for several minutes.this was worse then the actual spanking.
Then he told me to get on his knee. He caressed my but for a few seconds. Then he swatted me. He started off small. The swats were light. He got more tough.
I cringed with ghe swats. He upped his game. He kept going. He swated and swated. I started to cry. I screamed. It did not deter him.
Finaly he stoped. He put lotion on my bum. Then he cuddled with me. After a while he let me get dressed.
In adition to the spanking, i could not touch the radio for a mouth. I could not touch thr tv for a week. I was fine with it.
I made sure diner was ready the next day. I did better. I could not turn on tv. I could only watch it when he did. He did make me watch bonanza.
I was happy when the band ended. I was carefull after. I started to adjust to nudity. I was told by other ladies that obeying a husbend is important especialy im nudity. Him seing ypu nude is vital to a marriage. It is part of a spouses privilege. I came to appreciate that. Eventually i got fairly comfortable with being nude around him.
This story was inspired by articles on dd that dealt with nudity. I got the idea for a story.
A colege freshman tries to get the attention of a senior that thinks he is all that.
Domestic disipline relationshipis when a husbend and wife agree to a set of rules and regulations. This includes pubishment that includes spanking. While d.d.r is part of a fringe of fundamentalist Christianity, there are eliments of non relugius or a religious people who prarice a form of domestic disipline.
When does domestic disipline relationship begin? Does it start after the wedding or before? Is it legitimate for it to start before wedding day?
Brad was smart and athletic. At east coast fundamental university, he was in well regard. He was active in the student government association as well as was active in sports. He haf a reputation as a stickler. He adhered firmly to school regs. He was kind of a legalist. Some felt that he was a little too rigid.
Withinn the student body, he had both fans and detractors. The staff and faculty generally regarded him favoribly. There were a few that were a bit sceptical of him.
Girls at the school tended to be divided as well. Some had a huge crush om him. Others did not cate for him. Others were on the fense concerning him.
He had rigid standards. He was umcompromising on them. Many young ladies tried to get him to court them. He rebuffed them. The more they tried to persue him, the more he rebuffed them. He sometimes played impodible to get. They could not figure out of this was a test or if he was really testing them. Normaly the young ladies eventually just gave up. They moved on. Perhaps that waa his goal all along.
Some wondered if mayby he felt called to be single. They suspected he wanted to be maried. Most concluded that he was just really really picky.
Tessa was a freshman when he was a senior. He caught her eye. She liked him from a far at first. She waited for a time . she finaly went to talk to him. It was during an evening meal that she decided to talk to him.
“May i sit hear? ” tess asked. “Of course! Please.” brad responded. She wore a yelow dress and flip flops. She sat down. ” im tessi. ” she said. “Im brad!” he said in a matter of fact tone.
“It is good to meet you.” she said. “You as well. ” brad said. She could not tell he wanted her there. He seemed almost uninterested in talkiing to her. Was that the case or was that just how he was. She could not tell. Should she just back off or keep trying.
She spent over a month trying to get into his life. Finaly he started to open up to her. Some would probably have given up by now but not her. She was not going to give up easily.
“Tessi i get the impreson that you aspire to something between us beyound simple friendship. ” brad remarked. ” that is true brad. I do. What about you?” she asked.
“Do you soport domestic disipline relationship? ” he asked. “Yes i do. ” she answered. “Are you wiling you to adhere to rules we agree on ? ” he asked. “Yes i do. My parents have instilled in me the importence of rules and the d.d.r arrangement. I have resolved to be in accordance with it. “She said in response. “Are you wiling to accept punishment for not adhering to my rules?” he asked. “Yes i am.”she reaplied.
” does that include spanking? “She asked. “Spanking is a key component of domestic disipline. I accept that. I am wiling to be spanked if you felt that my behavior was not to your liking. ” she said .” i just wanted to make sure. “He said.
They datted unoficialy for a time. He graduated from e.c.f.u . They did not live too far from eachother.
“I would like to formerly date you..” brad said in a matter of fact tone. She smilled. ” i would love that. ” she said.”i want to have rules during our courtship. “He said.
“Do i assume corectly that The rules will include punishment up to and including spanking? ” she asked. ” yes that is correct. I believe that i am not permitted to see you naked until after marriage. I would like to spank you though your ubderware should you violate our agreed on rules. ” he said.
She was a bit taken aback. She always considered this to be something that would be for marriage. Within a few rules it could be used before the marriage. She agred to it within some guidelines.
She got the impreson he wanted to spank her. Was he a saddest? Did he have some kind of bondege fetish. She was not sure.
One day she accidently broke a rule. She knew that some kind of punishment was coming. She was ok with that. She had accepted that punishment was part of that arrangement.
She wore a gray t shirt and denim skirts. He put her over his knee. He pulled. of her skirt. He swated her but. He started of light and got more intense. She was stioc at first . after several swats she broke down crying.
After she held on to him. He hugged her. She liked him. She liked how be was.
Eventually they got maried abd had kids. He did continue to spank her. She did not mind.
Probably in a real Christian d.d, there would not be spanking pree marriage. Prior to a few years back, i did not know that this existed. In cyberspace, there are christian and non Christian d.d sites. There are some that might be spoof sites. I wanted to write a story about girlfriend being spanked.
A businesmen who loves cofee incist on cofee that comes with a freahness seal or there will be consequences.
Ed loved cofee. Ed had started to drink cofee when he was a teenager. Everyone who knew ed knew about his love for cofee. His morning ritul was based around cofee. There ia a joke within his iner circle that his middle cofe is cofee. This is ironic sense his middle nane does start with c.
He decided to go to school first and get established in bussiness then fibd a wife. He ignored the opposite sex in school. He took only core courses with the needed electives. He did the necessary extra circular activities. Everything he did was intentional.
Then he got an internship. He made sure he got noticed. He got hired at a prestigious cooperation. He was able to secure a company officer post.
His family was woried he was sacrificing a future with family for a carer. His family feared he was passing on family. They feared he night regret it later.
What they did not unserstand was that this was his plan all along. This waa part of his strategy. He would get esablushed then find a wife. He became a cooperate vice president. Then he baught enough shares to secure him a spot on the cooperate bored of directors. He was now ready to find a wife.
Amy had worked breufly for the company. She had been a receptionist. She intended to work over the summer. He took notes of her intetests, likes and dislikes. He kept his distance from her when she was his enploye. He never went up to the line. He avoided her while she was his employe.
She recently graduated from college. He called her. “Hi is this amy?” he asked. “This is Amy. ” she said. “Hi this is ed brekin. From edson incorporated. ” he said.
” oh hi” she said. “I was wondering if we could get together for cofee or some thing. ” he suggested. She oagreed.
She suspected he was going to ofer her a job. She had no idea that he was looking for a wife. They had a great first date. While at first she was disappointed that he did not have a job for her. She came to like him.
They dated for a time. After a time he purposed. She said yes. They got married. They had a son and then a daughter. He soon became executive vp. He had Everything.
He was very easy going. He was slow to anger. He was layed back. He was soft spoken. He had strong opinions but was bot quick to communicate it. He was for the most part a live and let live kind of guy. He was not that political. He voted but was not an ideologue. He liked sports but not one who would defend hie team to the exclusion of others. He never engaged in trash talk.
Nothing seemed to agitate him. He was do even keeled. There is only one thing that he might get riled up about. That was cofee. He loved his cofee.
Anyone who worked for him knew to make sure he had cofee on demand. No cofee available was bad.
Amy learned early on in there marriage never to not have cofee available in the house. When ever she made a shopping list, she checked the cofee supply. She was determined to keep cofee stalked.
Then cofee came in a new kind of freshness seal. The contaner was designed to keep fresh. She decided to try it. He loved it. He was convinced that it was better then the other contaners.
Waw it actually better? It is hard to know. It could just be a kind if placebo effect or a really good marketing campaign. If it was the work of brain washing it worked.ed was comvinced that the new contaner was better. He could not be convinced other wise.
She forgot to buy the fresh seal. He was unhappy. He told her to get the freshness seal..she kept forgetting.
He got upset with her. He decided to give her a spanking. He told her to pull up het gray skirt and pull down her panty. She complied. He spanked her multiple times.
She remembered the next time to get the freshness seal. It became a habit. She always remembered.
The problem was solved. He was happy. So was she. Her bum was not hurt. Things were good.
Then someone he trusted on cable news did a fact check om new freshness seal. He said it was bunk. So he decided he did bot care. She stul got the seal cofee just in case.
I got this idea after reeding about disturbing marketing tatics of the past. One was a campagn where it was implied that if ypur wife did not get you freshnes seal cofee, you should spank her.
Marketing is fascinating to me. It seems like much if markiting is. Big scam. It seems like markiting are clever lies.
A husbend resort to spanking after his wife keep forgetting to fill the tank.
Bienka was a sweet lady. She was kind . she tended to be very reserve. She and her husbend don had a vibrent relationship. She worshiped him and he addored her.
She was a wonderfull mom. She was a great house keeper. The house was always well maintained. She was a great cook as well. She was at stay at home mom ever sence there oldest was born. She had worked in the past abd could if times got tough. She was very smart . she had a English digree and had worked multiple jobs. She could do almost anything.
Bienka was sweet and atentinitive. She was practically a perfect wife. No one is perfect. While at times he considered her near perfect but she did mistakes. If you asked don something he disliked about her. While he hated to talk ill about her, there was something that she did that really irked her.
Because he was away at work during the day, she took care of erends. She got groceries and paid bills. She took care of everything. She was very efficient. She did use the van quite frequently. The van was mostly her vehicle.
She would take out the van and forgot to fill the tank. She would drive it home and it would be near empty. When he took it out, it had almost no gass. He would have to fill it. Some times it pratically ran on fumes until he made it to a gass station.
“Hunnie, before you go home, you need to check the tank. If it needs to be filled, fill it! I dont want the van to stall out especially if you were driving it without me. I dont want you and the kids stranded. Before you head home, check the tank. ” he told her.
“Ok. I will. ” she assured him. “Please do. This is important! ” he tried to conveigh to her. “I know it is inportent and i will. ” she insisted.
Sure enough ,the next time he took out the vehicle, it was near empty. “Hunnie! We talked about this! I though you understood. This is importent. ” he told her.
She promised that she would do better. He wanted to believe her but she had a really bad tract record when it came to this. He decided to give her another chance.
She did good for a while. It apeared that she had turned a new leaf. He has been sceptical at but she had done well. He let his guard down.
She slipped back into her old ways. He confronted her. Again she mended her ways for a while. She went back to her old ways again. It kept hapening.
He was at whit’s end. He feared that this could go really bad. She just did not seem to care. She did not realize the negitive remifications of what could happen? This was frustrating him. It started to put a wedge in there otherwise amazing mariege. It was creating turbulence in there romance.
He began to see what he did in the past was not working. He was gettibg very frustrated. It was afecting every areas of there mariege. It could potentially be a death knel to what was an ideal mariege.
He decided that he had to do something different. The satus quo was not working. He considered not letting her use the van. That would hurt him. Sense he was at the office during the day, he could not really get to do the erends. It would punish him more then her.
He typed in google, what to do when wife is forgetful. Some sites listed suggested note cards or a string. Some sugested he keep bringing it up. Basically naging.
He kept checking . he found one idea he never considered. Spanking. The site sugested that if a wife did not live up to exoectation or agreed upon duties then she should be punished up to and including spanking.
He was apalled at first. The thought of spanking his wife was unconscionable. How could he even consider it? This was driving him nuts. It was a direct threat to there hapiness and mariege.
He sat her down and they had a talk. “Sweet heart for now on when i get home, i am going to check the tank. If if is near empty, you will be spanked. ” he said.
“Spanked? Really?” she asked. “Yes. I will drag you over my knee and will spank you. ” he told her. “Please dont. “She pleaded. “Fill the tank and this wont be an issue. ” he said.
At first the threat of spanking worked. She filed the tank. She returned to her old ways again. “Hunnie! Come to the bed room now!” he incusted.
She was wearing a white blouse and blue denim skirt and was barefoot. She came in. “Hunnie! Pull up your skirt and pull down your panties. ” he said.
“Your not going to spank me!” Bienka said. “I have tried and tried. This is the only answer. Now pull out your skirt and pull down your panties now! ” he incisted.
She reluctenly complied. She hyked up her skirt. She pulled her panties to her feet and then took them off. She got on his knee. He curessed her bumm. Then he swated her. He started off slow but then got slightly more rough.
She did not flinch or cry at first. The more intense it got the more she cried. After several swats he stoped. She hugged him and cried on his shoulders. He held on to her.
She started to do better. When she forgot she got spanked. They both seemed hapier. He felt like he was in control. She felt fulfilled. There sex life improved as well..
She liked being spanked. Sometimes she broke a rule so that she could be spanked.
She usualy did fill the tank from that point on. When she messed up, she got spanked. It was rare. It did happen. There mariege seemed to be back on tract.
This story was inspired by a conversation on thr glen beck radio show. He got mad that his wife kept forgetting to fill the tank. This story was born.
A sister alows her sister to move in but with stipulation. A bit of a deviation from the usual format but stil in keepung with the spanking motif.
Amy and annie could not be any more different. Amy was stoic,serious and very logical. She was soft spoken but when she did speak her points always were clearly understood. She excelled in academics. She did not wear make up and was not a fashionista. She dresed simply but elegantly.
Annie was two years younger then her sister. Annie was very emotional. She was known for her laugh. She wore her heart on her sleaves.she was passionate. She was outgoing but not loud. She scraped by in school. She liked arhetics. She was a girlie girl. She loved nail polish. She wore some makeup. She was not too extravagant.
They had a complex relationship. They were close but they weren’t. Amy thought that annie did not life seriously enough. Annie thought that amy took life too serious. She believed that she was incapable of having fun. For the most part they got along.
They had both left home. They had gone off on there own. Amy got maried to a probate judge.she had two kids. Her husbend was older then her. He had a heart attack and died unexpectedly. She was a widow and a single mom.
Annie went off to a party colege on the other side of the country. She met a guy that the rest of the family really did not aprove of. He had long hair.he kept it in a pony tail. He seemed shaddy. She did not listen to her family’s warnings. She went ahead and maried him any ways.
The mariege seemed to be going well. After a few mounths he got bored. He ran and was never seen again. She had no real ties to where she was living.she decided to move back east.
She decided to ask her older sister if she could move in with her. She had a feeling that she might be reluctent to agree to this. She hoped that she would.
“Look i was wondering if mayby i could move in with you.” annie asked.”yes you can. ” she answered.
She was realy shocked by her quick response. She was especially surprised by her quick response in the affirmative. She did not think that it would be this easy. She thought that it would take more convincing. Knowing her sister there was definently a catch. There always was when it came to her.
“Look if you are going to stay with me,you will have to have responsibilities. You will be expected to share in the various duties in the home. You will help in the cooking,cleaning and help with the kids. We will set up a schedule regime. The duties will be speled out.we will both work out a schedule we both agree to. You will be expected to follow it to the letter. Is that understood?” amy asked.
“Yes i understand! “She reaplied . “ok. You will need to keep your room clean and ordirly and tidy. Your room wil be subject to scheduled and unscheduled inspections by me. “Amy told her.
Annie had never been realy good at keeping her room clean. She knew that if she did not mantain her room she could be invited to depart or worse. She knew that agreeing to this was non negotiable.
“Ok. I will agre to that. ” she told her older sister. “Ok. Good. There is more. You have to be back at the house by ten pm on the weekdays. 11 on the weekends. No excexception. Except for medical. Alcholic consumption is permitted but in moderation. That is moderation as i define it. No guest over are permitted. Please respect that i have smal children who needs there sleep. Staying hear is a privilege not a right.am i clear?” she asked . “yes i undsterand.” she responded. “Alright. Good. “Amy said.
Annie knew her sister well. She knew full well that was more.there always was.
“I know you well. You need structute.rigid struction. You require posistive and negitive rereinforcements. If my rules and respondibilities are not followed, there will be consequences. “Amy said.
“Punishments sis realy? I know staying hear is a privledge not a right. What kind of punishments? “Annie asked. “Anything from sitting in the corner to extra duties to writing assignments to spanking. ” amy said
“Really? You would spank me?” annie said in a slightly snarky tone. “Yes i would. Do you agree?”amy said. She responded in the affirmative.
Before she moved in they worked up a list of responbilities and duties. They had a list of rules as well. The list was exstensive. There were rules on how loud her mueic could be and the like. The rules were only slightly shorter then war and peace. Amy made her sign a contract agreeing to these terms.
“Ok. Welcome home !” amy said. She thanked her. She gave amy a great big hug. “You need a spanking! Pull up ypur skirt and pul down your panties!” amy incisted.
“Why am i being spanked now?”Annie demanded to know.”when i gave you the conditions for living hear,you were full of snarks. I do not apreciate being back talked. I understand you had not yet moved in. I want it understood clearly that such behaviour is utterly unacceptable and will not be tolerated. “Amy told Annie. “Ok.” Annie said.
“Then do as i say. Hyke up your skirt,pull down your panties and assume the posistion!”amy insisted.Annie did as she was instructed.
She got on her older sister’s lap.her older sister did not start out gentle. She was harsh at first and got harder. the first spank hurt..every swat was worse then the previous.
Shr cried and scream. Annie hoped that her pain would convince her to stop but it did notm her but was very sore. Finaly she stoped.
Amy hugged her. Amy apologized. Anie forgave her. Amy was clear that this was not to happen again. Annie agreed.
Annie mostly did realy well. The chores were mostly things she liked to do. Anie liked to cook. Since amy was a neat freak, cleaning was not difficult. Anie respected amy and tried not to give her too much trouble.
She did not get a lot of spankings. It did happen. Annie found she liked to be spanked even though it hurt like the dickens. Amy liked to spank her younger sister.
There orther family were convince that there living together was doomed to failure. It worked out well.