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Saturday, 14 January 2012

Janice's finest in my opinion.



Thanksgiving Trilogy

Cynthia (age 22) was a very close friend of Gina Marie (age 26) up until her husband began to implement some discipline into young Gina's life.
Cynthia came into the picture very unexpectedly. One day, she came over to the house and found Gina Marie in pajamas, standing in the corner in the early afternoon. She was very curious about the location she found her friend and had lots of questions, although snotty Gina Marie wanted her to leave before she learned all about Michael's problems with his young wife. He was away on business trips for at least a week at a time and Gina the brat (as he titled her), was constantly displaying laziness and didn't keep on her school studies as she promised. In addition, she had a bad habit of spending his money on very expensive clothes that filled her closets to overflowing. This exceptional amount of clothes also forced their resting place to the nearest chair seat or bureau top which annoyed Michael and made the house appear in an almost constant state of disarray.
Cynthia offered to move in for awhile and volunteered to help Michael. She quickly reminded him, that since Gina was her best friend, that anything she would implement would only be done for Gina Marie's own good. Michael knew that Cynthia and Gina Marie were best friends for the last fifteen years so he quickly agreed.
His major complaint is that Gina Marie acts most times as if she were about twelve years old and that warrants the type of discipline that you would use on a naughty child of that age The problem that Cynthia had to eventual face was that the more she disciplined Gina, the more she became that child.
Cynthia told Michael of a former roommate that she would consult with on a regular basis for guidance in structuring Gina Marie's life, so that she may achieve her greatest potential. She liked her friend very much, and that is why she offered to help Michael set Gina on the right pathway of life.
Michael was happy to hear that Cynthia felt that with her specialized help, his wife could achieve all that she was capable of. If her immature attitude and serious procrastination problem towards things could somehow be changed, Cynthia was the one who could do it.
This story takes place over a four day Thanksgiving Holiday weekend. The result is a very changed and peaceful household.
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Cynthia sighed with relief and great pleasure that the day was finally going to be peaceful and quiet. It was the beginning of a long holiday weekend in late November, and she wanted to be prepared both mentally and physically for it.
She had invited some family and friends over throughout the weekend, and that meant a spotless house and well prepared food. She was pleased that she would be strictly supervising those activities and acting as "hostess". not have to perform any of that work. She would have another set of immature but still very capable helping hands do that.
Standing in the kitchen, she was very pleased that the lunch dishes were washed and stacked neatly, and the kitchen was very, very spotless. Walking over to the sink, she took a dish and inspected it under the merciless glare of the bright kitchen lights.
"Very good, Gina", she thought. "You finally learned how to hand wash dishes to a good, clean shine. I guess my constant and close supervision finally did some good. I can't wait to enjoy your good home cooking too!....So much to do and so little time...."
Cynthia finally had a good laugh and a welcome sigh of relief, then added to her thoughts, "I firmly enjoyed standing over you and smacking your sassy little Scilian bottom with my hand, as you carefully hand washed each and every plate in the house. It was that one week of special "potscrubber" training that did the trick. As I thought it would. But I won't mind giving you a several day refresher course every two or three months to make sure you keep up your high standards. And to think, you use to leave mounds of unwashed dishes and old food on the counter for days, not to mention those UGH!.... McDonald's and Wendy fast food leftovers too.... WELL dear those days are over for good!.."
She looked at the clock and smiled contentedly. At noon, Cynthia put Gina Marie to bed for a nice, restful nap, which was exactly one half hour ago. Now she could get some matters taken cared of without Gina Marie's almost constant need of attention from her governess.
GinaMarie was destined to continue her mis-behavior if she was left unattended and therefore honestly needed her life to be totally restructured and controlled by someone else. Once her lifestyle change to "controlled child", was accomplished, Gina Marie could probably never go back to living unsupervised and most likely would need have to have someone living and correcting her for the rest of her life. It seemed at least for the moment, that the more discipline she introduced into GinaMarie's life, the more she resented her presence. She laughed when she remembered that she promised Gina, a stinging "date" with Mr. Hairbrush for the spanking of her life as soon as Cynthia woke her from her nap. That would be the only "date" a naughty little girl like her would be allowed to have. After her talk with Michael, those late night expensive dinners and ballroom dancing would have to come to an abrupt end. Little girls do not need such things. She glanced over at the refrigerator and at Gina's Chore and Proper Conduct List.
She removed both of them and decided to revise quite a few items. Then upon one last overall final review, she would take the lists to Michael at the appropriate time for implementation into Gina's daily life.
Gina Marie didn't always have regular afternoon naps. They were scheduled for her when Cynthia found that Gina Marie used to get very disagreeable in the late afternoons. Cynthia reasoned that the cranky nature of her best friend, was due to lack of proper sleep. Cynthia knew that her friend was a late night party hopper from their college days. Her suspicions were confirmed after a conversation with Michael, in which he told Cynthia that was one of the reasons that she was so lazy.
Her suggestion to Michael was that afternoon naps should be tested on Gina for a week to see if they would improve his wife's late afternoon disposition. Michael immediately noticed a much more cooperative Gina Marie when he returned home from work every day that week so he ordered that afternoon naps become an integral part of Gina Marie's day. Gina was not pleased with this at all. She had thought that if she showed that she was more agreeable, that both Michael and Cynthia would drop the issue once and for all!....
Cynthia was also responsible for insuring that Gina Marie would finish her complete chore list by her assigned times, and she observed the house rules that she and Michael agreed to, both in letter of the law and even more important, its spirit. One rule that Michael had no problem with was to put Gina to bed early if any of the rules were broken or she failed to complete an assignment on time.
Gina had a screaming fit while Cynthia was on the phone that morning. She was warned nicely by Cynthia to stop her errant behavior at least three times, or she would be put to bed for the entire afternoon.
Cynthia was making plans for Saturday's brunch, in which several guests were to be invited. Gina however, did not approve of the company Cynthia had so carefully arranged to be invited to their home on Saturday.
That led to a heated exchange of words between the two former best friends, but now the argument was more between a governess and her charge. And as always, when those two people do battle, the child ALWAYS comes out the loser.
Her misbehavior resulted in Gina being sentenced to an extra long afternoon nap. This was an appropriate punishment for her offense of contradicting her elders, Cynthia sternly warned Gina Marie as she prepared the naughty woman for bed.
Cynthia fully believed that sentencing a child, even an overgrown one, to a long time in bed was a very effective discipline method and was only too happy to oblige Gina Marie's hostile "request" for an extra long nap that day.
The order of nap time for Gina Marie by Cynthia for the entire afternoon resulted in whining and foot stomping tantrum by her bratty charge, so Cynthia prescribed and administered a high volume punishment enema to be given to Gina before her nap as well.
The enema utilized the bardex catheter retention nozzle and its use forced Gina to retain it, standing in the corner with her panties around her ankles and her tender bare derriere facing the center of her bedroom. Gina stood in the corner with the bardex attachment still secured between her haughty ass cheeks, pouting and bawling like a baby as the enema quickly filled her tummy.
Gina always resented enema treatments, and made Michael very aware of her displeasure of his continued touching her anus for such purposes. Knowing how sensitive she was to the issue, Cynthia realized the importance of how to make them more frequent to compliment her discipline.
After a full twenty minutes of bulging enema punishment, Cynthia led a very repentant little girl to the bathroom and then her bed for her extra long daily nap.
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The sun was shining brightly as Cynthia walked down the stairs after putting Gina Marie to bed. It was a beautiful summer's day to be appreciated by good girls to the fullest. "Girls that have been naughty for their governess, however, have to nap through such nice days. That is at least one of the costs associated with acting naughty for your governess", mused Cynthia.
Cynthia had every intention to sit down and read a novel, but wanted to revise those chore and conduct lists while she had many very good thoughts that were still fresh on her mind.
She sat down at the computer table and observed that Gina's personal E-mail box was left open accidentally. Gina apparently had forgotten to close it due to her telephone tirade, thought Cynthia.
Cynthia had no real intention of prying into Gina's personal affairs, but something she glanced at on the computer screen got her attention and she decided to pursue it. She lowered her eyeglasses onto her nose and raised her brows, as she read some of her friend's personal mail. And she did not like what she read....."NO, NOT AT ALL".
Cynthia knew she had to have a long talk with Michael, telling him exactly what she accidentally discovered. The damning Email evidence that Cynthia would show Michael would cause him to fully agree with her implementation of her punishment ideas on Gina, and she was also sure that Michael should agree to give her full reign over "Gina the brat's" life. She nodded her head and smiled. "And she would make sure that Michael felt that the punishments that she would inflict on his wife for even thinking about the contents of those incriminating Emails would be just what the brat deserved. She envisioned a thought, "Oh GinaMarie you will be getting a lot of early bedtimes, that you can count on!..."
She smiled contentedly and thought, "Let's see now, I already restricted her to one hour of TV time per day. Maybe I should strictly limit her to shows suitable for the age that she reflects the most. Of course!.....children's shows!
Cynthia began to think "Sesame Street is a great choice, so is Barney. She smiled as she wrote it on the revised list for the refrigerator. "I am sure my Gina Marie would just love to spend her only hour of television she is allowed to watch each day, learning her ABC's and watching a very stupid, purple dinosaur sing popular song ripoffs."
Cynthia then thought of how Gina Marie spent her "out of bed" time and how she could use that time to enhance her control over her best friend.
"Perhaps I should also limit her computer time as well!..What if I change the level of authorization on this Internet program?...Let's see, OK, there it is!..
Level 2 Authorization - Allows the user to access only educational or kid friendly sites. No news group access at all and all E-mail is checked for inappropriate content. Under this level of access restriction, if the program detects the user is attempting to send or receive E-mail containing any improper content, it will automatically notify the assigned mail monitor of the E-mail content and refuse the user read access to the E-mail message.
That's wonderful!. I will just make myself Gina's new E-mail monitor." She also checked the box that indicated she wanted the computer to automatically send her copies of all incoming and outgoing messages in Gina's private mailbox. In addition, some needed changes would have to be made about her normal routine.
Besides limiting both TV and computer time, Cynthia entertained the idea of "home tutoring" for Gina. Perhaps about an hour per day with at least two hours of assigned HomeWork. She reasoned that home tutoring would allow Gina to spend more time on her actual schoolwork, rather than a quarter of the time on her schoolwork and three quarters of the time sitting in the campus hangout talking to her flighty friends.
The idea of home tutoring led Cynthia to also restrict what GinaMarie would be allowed to read. She decided that the trashy novels were out completely and that only classic material and newspapers like the Times would be read. She giggled when she thought, "If she gives me a hard time about that, then I'll subscribe her to a book club like Sesame Street or other classic children's series and she'll have to read for me daily!...."
Cynthia would change Gina's housework list, which would be much more demanding in terms of amount and acceptable level of work. She would also add time constraints to each item to insure that Gina didn't dawdle either while completing a chore or in between chores. Then she had another neat idea. Just in case Gina completed each item before the time allotted, or completed her HomeWork well before the two hours allotted, she would simply ADD that time to her next punishment bedtime, instead of allowing Gina to do as she pleased.
Her ideas began to flow to the point that she needed to jot them down, so she opened up the word processing program and began to make some necessary changes to Gina's Proper Conduct and Chore List. Changes that would be beneficial to Gina's well being and discipline.
Cynthia giggled with delight as she carefully spelled out each and every change to the two lists. She felt like a "governess" now, not to a small child, but a twenty six year old self-centered, lazy, unmotivated and undisciplined "brat"!...
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It became readily apparent that Gina was very stressed and discontent over Cynthia's interest in Michael's discipline of her. Gina, in the past, always felt that it was a private matter between her and Michael, and even if Michael did decide to punish for being bratty, she could get out of her punishment most every time by turning on her charm. And offering him something to take his mind off punishing her mischief.
Michael would almost never refuse her offer of sex when she was deemed naughty by him, and he would at most times forget all about punishing her for her naughtiness after a good rumble in the bed that would leave him exhausted and feeling very, very good.
Cynthia simply interfered with Gina's quite effective method for punishment avoidance. Cynthia would not fall for her friend's tricks and Gina would find herself getting all of her well deserved punishment. Gina did not want to be punished at all. She just wanted her own way and Cynthia saw right through her.
It was obvious from the early beginning, that Cynthia was a disciplinarian at heart . She learned a great deal from Charlotte as they shared very similar views with respect to the proper way for young ladies to behave in private and in public. Cynthia was pretty sure that Gina would be very resentful of her at first. She was Gina's lifelong friend, although Gina recently had referred to being her "friend" in the "past tense". She knew she could easily replace the "friend" part of her relationship with Gina and replace it with "disciplinarian".
Cynthia mused when that once these lists were approved by Michael to be implemented, "Gina the Brat" would find out the changes as Cynthia administered them to her. Since Gina acted irresponsible like a child, it would not be necessary to review the changes with her. She would only be expected to comply with the changes, not be privileged to discuss them
Cynthia spent the next ten minutes rereading her notes and insure that all the needed corrections were made to both lists. She shut down the computer and got up to stretch and reflect for a brief moment. She then walked over to her easy chair and sat down with her book, contented that she was doing the right thing that would most benefit her best friend Gina.
Also, being a life long friend, she also knew what methods were effective on Gina in the past and therefore would be the most effective for her future. This added intimate knowledge of her best friend's family history would be a definite advantage that Cynthia would make use of to the fullest..
The rule that Cynthia felt would cause Gina the most distress is the one that set her early bedtimes and make long afternoon naps a daily part of her life. Michael allowed Gina to stay up at most times well past 11:00 p.m. every night, and Cynthia felt that was way too late for any undisciplined girl to be allowed to stay up. Her bedtime should be at least 7:00p.m. on weekdays and 6:00.m. on weekends, and that was only if she behaved herself. Obviously the time added from completing chores earlier would set those times back as well as naughty behavior. As she would explain to Michael, she would "test" those times to see if they were practical. If not, then they would be changed appropriately, and she had no problem with that at all!....
Cynthia then would propose to Michael that Gina be given daily enemas as opposed to weekly ones. Regular cleansing type enemas as well as punishment enemas with extra soap and lemon juice to cause severe cramping. This type of discipline seemed to work very well for either naughty behavior or laziness.
The level and frequency of spankings should be increased, with Cynthia applying the hairbrush and tether ball paddle to Gina's bare bottom al least once every three to four days to accomplish the feeling of a red, sore bottom naughty girls need so desperately to learn to properly behave.
Cynthia also wanted to introduce a discipline that proved very effective on Gina when she was growing up as a teen. In fact, it was so long ago that Gina might already have forgotten about it. But fortunately for Gina, her best friend Cynthia would be there to remind her of how effective it was on her.
The teenage punishment was called "panty and tights punishment"...Gina's mother used it on her during her teen years with very positive results. There's nothing like being forced to wear humiliating attire against one's will, and especially in front of family, friends and relatives. This definitely brought the naughty girl to tears, not to mention her heartfelt pleas for forgiveness.
One quickly became humbled and repentant under the right humiliating conditions. And her mother perfected the timing of the shameful outfit wearing to bring about the most change in her daughter's behavior. She recalled an incident in which Gina had publicly defied her mother at the mall.
The very next day at Sunday brunch, Gina was the "guest of dishonor", improperly attired in opaque maroon tights, pink nylon panties with Red Rose flower prints and a pink cotton jammie top buttoned from behind. She was not allowed a bra, and wore her black patent leather platform tie shoes. She was even dressed like a little girl in front of her mother, amidst her tearful pleading and crying for mercy. Her young cousins that she used to babysit for, got a lot of laughs that afternoon. Not to mention, aunts, uncles and other teenagers present. Her most embarrassing moment was at dinner when she had to stand and tell everyone why she had to wear "punishment tights" The explanation brought many comments, giggles and laughs. She never really did forget the humiliation of that day.
"Hmmmm," Cynthia said to herself with a giggle, "Well maybe not in front of others right away, of course, but a gradual introduction to naughty girl display punishment for certain family and friends would be nice additional humiliation for Gina Not to mention a very effective method of correcting her misbehavior. It certainly did her a lot of good in the past....
She nodded her head and before she went back to reading her novel, she decided to review the tentative list in case she had to make even more changes.
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GINA'S DAILY CHORE LIST
6:30a.m. - Gina's alarm clock must go off at this time. Her Governess knows all to well how she wakes up in the morning so Her Governess requires her alarm clock to go off at least thirty minutes beforehand.
7:00a.m.- Preparation For Room Inspection - Gina's bedroom must be kept immaculate and exceptionally clean prior for inspection by Her Governess sometime during the day. To insure that Gina passes room inspection, she is to prepare for it when she first wakes up the morning
The room must be neat and tidy in appearance, all closet items must be properly stored and organized, and all shoes should be visually inspected for any required polishing or brushing.
Any clothes that require mending or shoes that require polishing, are to removed from her closet and the clothes placed on her wooden peg clothes hanger on hangers for Cynthia to inspect for damage later. The shoes are to placed beneath the peg clothes hanger for their inspection by Her Governess later also.
If Gina is found to be not properly caring for her clothes, she will be subject to punishment or loss of privileges.
During her room preparation, she is required to listen for to an all news radio station until the news program gives her the news from both around the world and all local news, weather and current events.
This is done to stress to her that children concern themselves with what is happening to them only, not to the world around them. Adults are to have a much broader view of current and world events and how each affect their lives. Gina, therefore, is required to go through the major events of the day and pick one she thinks she gave use to have a good discussion about with Her Governess at the breakfast table.
She will think about how the issue she picked affects her life, her opinion on the matter and think up suitable arguments for the opinion she has made. Even though the opinion she will take on the matter is obvious due to the nature of the matter at hand, she is to still try to defend her stance as best she could with well informed, persuasive arguments.
She is then to visit the bathroom to brush her teeth, wash her face
and comb her hair and head down to the kitchen. No makeup will be allowed at all. Other than using a facial to keep her skin soft and smooth, Her Governess would strictly forbid the use of "adult" cosmetics.
The exception to this, would be to allow her the use of the Barbie cosmetics line from Avon. At dinner parties and special occasions, she could make up her charge using the entire line of cosmetics and hair treatment. She gloated when she read the fine print on the catalog, "Formulated especially for children age three and up".
Breakfast, Lunch and Dinner Preparation - Gina would now be responsible for the preparation of all meals in the home, including those consumed by herself. She will wash all dishes by hand immediately after their mealtimes and offer any plate or utensil that she has washed to be inspected by Her Governess for cleanliness and shine.
7:20a.m.-Breakfast Meal Preparation - Gina is to prepare a bowl of oatmeal in her specially partitioned dish, cut up pieces of prunes for a nice topping for the oatmeal, a glass of orange juice in a sipper cup and a baby bottle of Similac for herself. All the food is to be prepared in advance with the bowl of oatmeal with prunes prepared and waiting to go in the microwave, the bottle in the refrigerator waiting for the bottle warmer, and the juice on a refrigerator shelf.
She is to prepare a proper breakfast place setting for herself with her Barbie place mat washed spotless, her chair well protected by plastic and her feeding spoon all ready for Her Governess to feed her. If she is well behaved, Her Governess may reward her by allowing Gina to feed herself.
Her liquid castor oil and vitamin supplements are also to be prepared for administration to Gina by Her Governess during breakfast mealtime.
Gina will then use this time to prepare the breakfast part of the menu that Her Governess and Michael have written on the menu list beside their names that is hung on the refrigerator. She is to have all the items lovingly prepared and piping hot for Her Governess and Michael to eat at approximately forty minutes after Gina enters the kitchen that morning.
All menu items will be on the list from the afternoon the day before to give Gina plenty of time to make sure all the required items for the food's preparation are on hand or WALK to the supermarket to do the required shopping for all the required food items. If she is found not to have made any item on the menu, she will be punished by Her Governess and/or Michael for her forgetfulness.
After the breakfast menu list is complete, she will the remaining time to start preparation of Her Governess, Michael and her lunch and/or dinner meals and wait for her governess arrival.
Approximately 35 minutes after entering the kitchen that morning, Gina will stop what she is doing and await the arrival of Her Governess. She will do a last minute visual check of herself and insure that the kitchen is not too messy by her food preparation.
She will then stand at attention by the entrance door of the kitchen and greet her governess with a sincere "Good Morning, Miss Cynthia", a warm hug and nice, affectionate kiss. Her Governess will try to be understanding if the kitchen is SLIGHTLY out of order due to Gina's food preparation but WILL NOT EXCUSE A SERIOUS MESS IN THE KITCHEN AT ANY TIME. Gina is expected to perform her work efficiently and timely, but always with a emphasis of neatness and keeping order throughout her performance of any task.
8:00 a.m. Breakfast Mealtime - This is a very important time for Gina and Her Governess and its importance cannot be stressed enough. The two of them will use this time to discuss world affairs, how Gina is doing in school, and the weather report for the day.
Her Governess may use this time to question Gina about her assigned HomeWork she prepared for her and tell her about any required school or home assignments or projects that she would like Gina to work on during the day.
Sometime during the meal, Gina will receive her three daily doses of CASTOR OIL and her vitamins. She is not to complain about the taste or refuse to take her medicine in any way. If she is found to be uncooperative in the administration of her castor oil, she will be put down for five castor oil doses for a week.
8:30 a.m. Temperature Taking - Immediately after breakfast, Gina will be escorted by Her Governess to have her rectal temperature taken. Gina is required to prepare herself over the lap of Her Governess and lie still as her governess takes down her pajamas and lubricates the rectal thermometer.
She will stay absolutely still and quiet as her temperature is being recorded on the thermometer and Her Governess will try to make it as easy as possible by gently encouraging her to remain still and quiet at all times.
If Gina still refuses to heed her governess' warning to be still and quiet, the governess will be forced by Gina's naughtiness to give her a bare bottom paddling, a punishment enema or both.
8:35 a.m. - Dressing Of Gina - The next task is for Her Governess to dress Gina. Gina will wear the clothes Her Governess has picked out for her and will try not to dirty them as best she could as she performs her chores for the day.
8:45 a.m. - Chores - On Monday, Tuesday and Thursday ( Non School Days )
Gina will so any laundry, ironing and vacuuming required of the household. She is to dust the living room, the dining area and all the bedrooms on those days and insure that all rooms appear neat and orderly. This should take less than 2 hours if she doesn't want to go to nap time with a sore bottom.
10:45 a.m. - Gina's One Hour of TV Time. She may watch a TV program Her Governess recorded for her or is required to watch one of her many Barnie or Sesame Street videos
11:45 a.m. - Lunch and Dinner Preparation - Gina will then start lunch and dinner preparation she will spend the next forty five minutes to an hour preparing a nutritious lunch for Her Governess, Michael and herself . She will then eat her lunch and start dinner preparation under the careful watch of Her Governess.
12:30 p.m. - 3:30 p.m. Naptime l
3:30 p.m. - One hour of home tutoring with her tutor and Her Governess. 4:30 p.m. - Assigned HomeWork time
6:30 p.m. - Gina will be bathed and prepped for bed
7:00 p.m.. - Lights Out-Bedtime For The Night (Weekdays)
6:00 p.m. - Lights Out - Bedtime For The Night (Weekends/Holidays)
On weekends, when Gina did not have school, she might be required to work on the computer and do research. Her afternoon nap either day could extend to four hours if Her Governess so desires and based upon her timely completion of weekly chores. If guests are invited over for meals, then the next day Gina would be required to clean those dishes thoroughly.
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The afternoon went by too quickly, well at least for Cynthia and she put her book down momentarily, to watch some television. It was then that she saw an ad that gave her another great idea!...."Hmm, Now that's very innovative!...." She jotted down some notes and grinned.
The mantel clock chimed at 3:00 p.m., reminding Cynthia that she should really get back to finalize those lists, but at that moment she was interrupted by the sounds of Gina waking up from her nap.
Gina never woke up in a very good mood and she always had something smart and cynical to say. It was still about an hour away from dinner, which consisted of cheese lasagna and fresh Italian bread, with freshly made cream connollis for dessert. Gina had carefully prepared the evening meal after she cleaned the lunch dishes.
Cynthia slammed down her book with anger. "It's too early for her to be up yet, it's not even dinnertime!"..... She got up from her comfortable chair after several irritating minutes of listening to the brat noise level steadily increase to very, very loud. She proceeded up the stairs and opened the door to Gina's bedroom. There was Gina with her covers off and complaining about the time. Cynthia stood before her and smiled. "What's the matter honey, are we still cranky from lunch?...."
Gina looked back at her with weary eyes, "You were supposed to wake me up earlier!!....Naps are SUPPOSED TO BE an hour or less and I've been put down ALMOST FOUR HOURS!!....It's not fair I tell you!...."
Cynthia sat down and put her arm around her to console her. "Naps are as long as I decide young lady!...Well I'm sorry you woke up cranky. But don't worry, I can fix that, just wait here".
Cynthia got up and went to the dresser and removed the long handled hairbrush. Turning to Gina with a smile on her face, she tapped the hard implement in her hand several times.
"Well young lady, I promised a long, stinging date with Mr. Hairbrush when you awoke from your nap. I want you to stand right now." Gina did so reluctantly remembering what Michael would do if she didn't cooperate and Cynthia pulled her jammie bottoms to her knees.
Cynthia sat back down on the straight backed chair and took her by the wrist, placing her over her knee immediately. It was over her Cynthia's lap that Gina started whining "Oh NOOOO, not another spanking. My bottom is still sore from the last one!....Oh please Cynthia, NOOOOO....."
Cynthia gripped her wrist behind her back to prevent interference and began the paddling. She scolded Gina to no end for her childish outburst.
" Naughty Gina is a bad girl and deserves a good spanking. You are so cranky, my child!.....Now we shall begin". The first stroke began as Gina cried out in shock and pain.

WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK...You are...WHACK...a...WHACKcranky...WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK...little...WHACK...girl...WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK...I should...WHACK...put you...WHACK...right... WHACK...back...WHACK...to bed...WHACK WHACK...for the night!
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK...WHACK WHACK WHACK...WHACK....WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK


GinaMarie squirmed and squealed from each smack of the brush. She cried, screamed and pleaded for Cynthia to stop. But the sweet music of her agony was in tune with Cynthia's treatment of her and she continued, until the child was penitent and sorry for her actions. After her painful hairbrush spanking, Cynthia readied her charge for her rectal temperature taking as Gina continued to squirm and squeal over her lap.
Cynthia deliberately spread Her friend's bottom cheeks extra wide and inserted the cold thermometer, twisting and withdrawing it deliberately to force a reaction. Gina wailed at the new added pain.
"You are being mean, Cynthia. I think you enjoy his!....AAAAAHHHHHH".
Cynthia patted her butt softly and said, "Now, Gina, your are just a naughty little girl craving for attention. You had better get used to my authority and SOON. Your obstinacy and resistance will be severely dealt with, I assure you, my little charge.".
She held her charge over her lap until the time was right. Once the thermometer was withdrawn, Cynthia read the results with theatrical humor. "Oh dear Gina!....Your temperature is borderline feverish, little girl. I guess that explains your crabbiness then, doesn't it dear!...."
She hesitated several seconds, then spoke softly to the woman occupying her lap. "OK, Gina. let's play a little game. I know how little girls love to play games. Let's remove these pj bottoms. Now go stand against the wall".
Cynthia placed the bottoms on the bed monetarily and explained the rules to her little game.
"OK Gina, you have to guess which of my hand has the suppository. Guess wrong and it's nighty - nite for you!..."
Gina whined. She was not very good at games and with a little girl voice said, "The right hand!..."
Cynthia laughed. "Sorry dear, wrong hand". Cynthia knew that Gina was going to pick wrong because the game was rigged for her to win.
To Gina that wasn't so fair and began whining again. "Oh please Cynthia, let me up, oh please!.....I don't wanna go to bed, it's too early!....my favorite TV show are on tonight. You know, Buffy, then ER, and I can't miss Chicago Hope....", she ranted on and on.
Cynthia interrupted her. "You are only allowed one hour of TV per day Gina. How could you possibly watch all of those shows??.... Besides you are just too cranky to be allowed up now. You are very overtired dear, and we wouldn't you to get sick would we??..."
Gina frowned, "BUT...."
Cynthia held her well manicured finger to her lips and said, "BUT, what??....Do you want yours heated by the hairbrush again ? "
Gina said softly "No".
Cynthia then scolded her naughty friend. "If you really wanted to watch your one hour of TV, you should have thought of that before you started your childish whining.".
"You mean that I could have been allowed up if I wasn't cranky?..." Cynthia then continued, "Yes it's as simple as that, but now that is NOT an option, so I'll bring you something to eat shortly, then it's night night".
She then allowed Gina up, who continued to whine, proving to Cynthia that she made the right choice now that Gina continued to act like a bratty little baby!!...."She held her by the wrist, looking straight at her. "OK wittle baby, off to the corner with you!,...."
Cynthia left the room and returned shortly after, with a tray that consisted of hot oatmeal and this time a baby bottle with a rubber nipple containing infant formula. Cynthia started using formula only this past week with Michael's approval of course!...Gina complained once at lunch, that her milk that was served to her was too warm, and she wanted ice cold milk. She was carrying on like a wittle baby, thought Cynthia, so much so that she decided that GinaMarie should be served only sickly, sweet baby formula, very high in protein and fat.
No more Coke, diet Sprite, coffee or ice cold milk!....
Since that point, Cynthia purchased baby formula by the case and substituted it for regular milk. Cynthia thought it was time that she changed Gina's diet as well. No more would she feast on red wine, red sauce and pasta, meatballs, Italian gourmet desserts and cappuccino, oh no!....It was decided that she would eat Gerber pureed baby foods instead. They had no extra sugar and as Cynthia put it, "Gina never used to eat vegetables, so now she will eat all I put in front of her". Carrots, peas, beets, etc., were not Gina's favorite foods at all!....Gina was not very happy about her meals over the past several days, and of course made that fact known to Cynthia's delight. Originally Cynthia had decided that changing her diet to babyfood temporarily might change her attitude, but it didn't, so she decided to continue the new diet.....Gina had no idea that there was a good possibility that she would never again savor those foods that she enjoyed the most!....
The idea for the bottle warmer came next, and in order to serve it at the right temperature. No more ice cold milk for Gina!.....
In addition she was served a glass of prune juice. Gina was directed to sit on her wooden punishment chair which faced the window and finish her meal as Cynthia stood over her with arms folded. Without her pj bottoms, the chair was cold and uncomfortable. "See what you are about to miss little girl. Isn't it lovely out??.....The sun is shining and everyone looks like they are having a great time. Everyone but YOU!...You are the only naughty little girl going to bed early as your punishment for whining and carrying on like a wittle baby, did you know that??...
Gina said nothing, but groaned and finish her meal as Cynthia stood over her with arms folded. As she ate, Cynthia placed the bottle in the warmer. The sound of the bottles' contents steaming made Gina angrier. She remembered when she used to baby-sit and that sound and scent of the sickly, sweet formula made her nauseous. She pleaded for Cynthia's attention. "Oh please Miss Cynthia, not infant formula again. It's nauseating. I'll throw up, I will, oh please oh NO!....." Cynthia smiled. "But it's so good for your health and development my child, there, there, now!...."
Gina ate slowly and hesitated warranting frequent reminders by Cynthia to stop dawdling. Cynthia grew impatient as Gina slowed down even more as the food became not only less appetizing, but filling her up and making her nauseous. "Gina, if you don't hurry along, I will give you a large cleansing enema again, this time I'll make you hold it for an hour!...."
Gina began to eat faster, despite the horrible taste. Once she finished, Cynthia placed the rubber nipple on the bottle and handed it to her. "Now drink this all up, every drop!...:" Gina started to whine again, this time about the lasagna that she prepared earlier.
Cynthia simply stated, "Oh and I bet it will taste so good. I'll enjoy it in peace and quiet. Oh and those cream filled connollis too. MmmmMmmm".
"I tell you it's not fair Cynthia!...I worked very hard on preparing that meal and I can't even get any....not fair, not fair, not fair!!....I love pasta and connollis. I HATE BABYFOOD!....." Gina pouted and whined even more delighting Cynthia. She then thrust the bottle in Gina's mouth to quell her rebelliousness and made her drink. She used the type of bottle with disposable plastic bags to ensure prompt delivery of it's contents and less gas.
When the bottle was finished, GinaMarie was less than cooperative as Cynthia grabbed her delicate earlobe and sat her on the bed, so she could put on her pj bottoms. Then she guided her into the bed. She then proceeded to cover her up to her neck (Gina hated that), tucking in her blankets at both sides of the bed and she used blanket pins (another innovative idea) to hold her blankets in place. There would be no throwing the covers off anymore!....
She then kissed her on the forehead, "OK my wittle crabby babykins, time for mommy to put bad wittle baby in her beddybyes...." Gina could never stand for anyone talking down to her and started to say something smart and sarcastic. Cynthia went to the dresser and got something out and began to coat it generously. Gina cringed as she layed down in bed. Cynthia went over to her and pinched her nostrils and shoved the baby pacifier in her pouty little mouth. It tasted horrible!...Cynthia smiled, "The taste won't hurt you dear. It's just a harmless vegetable extract. Now it stays in your mouth all night or I'll make you come downstairs and apologize to our guests we are having over for dinner. And since you don't know who they are, I would advise you to be very, very quiet!...."
GinaMarie was tucked in only too good. She could move very little now and continued her cranky attitude. She wanted Cynthia to know how she felt about it. Cynthia on the other hand, only enjoyed her rebelliousness. This only made Cynthia pleased that her discipline was working well.
Cynthia checked the time. It was almost 3:30p.m. and her guests were due over very soon....
She darkened the room once more by closing the curtains and blinds. The room had been changed from a warm sun filled environment to a very dark night time one in a matter of seconds. The overhead light was turned off and the nightlight was switched on.
Cynthia believed that the setting must be conducive to a deep, restful sleep for her naughty charge. She mused as she thought, "It will be at least five hours before it gets dark out and Gina will have missed one of the most beautiful sunny days we had in along time, oh well!...."Then she laughed. "Besides, I have my own TV shows to watch".
Gina continued her useless tirade and finally Cynthia said, "Unless you want a nice cleansing enema shortly, I suggest you quiet down young lady. I expect complete silence from this room after I close your door. You are to go straight to sleep. For that is what naughty little girls do when put to bed early, and I have to go and get ready for our guests. We have a nice dinner to enjoy and we are going to watch some videos and enjoy some conversation in peace. NOW GOOD NIGHT!...."
Then she closed and locked the door. Cynthia smiled as she went back downstairs. It was going to be a quiet evening indeed!....
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Thanksgiving Trilogy -M/F, F/F - Part 2
This story contains : spanking, enema, mouthsoaping, tights punishment,
rectal temps, domestic discipline and early bedtime punishment
mail: Janice9812@my-dejanews.com
ng5210@worldnet.att.net (Nick)
Date: 1998/11/04


Gina awoke to the sounds of birds chirping and a bright sun attempting to peek through the heavy curtains and blinds of her room. She thought she heard talking and laughing emanating from downstairs, but was too groggy to even begin to wonder what it was about. She felt very sleepy and out of sorts, not to mention exceptionally cranky!....Then she jumped with a startle, as the door to her room opened.

"Good morning sleepyhead!..How are we doing today?...Cynthia said, as she proceeded to open up the window treatments and let a beautiful summer's sun shine through. Gina fell back down in her pillows and closed her eyes. She was blinded by the sight and began to complain. "Was that really necessary Cynthia!....Gee, I'm not even awake yet. This annoys me to no end!.." Cynthia laughed. "Hmmm cranky already?..Perhaps you would like to stay in bed all morning without any breakfast?....." Gina cringed. She didn't want to do anything that even remotely suggested disobedience, when Cynthia had early bed punishment on her mind. Cynthia shook her head laughingly, as Gina continued her tirade. "You are not my mother!..Besides you know me all too well and what works and I resent that!....Michael never carried any of this so far, and I'm not......"
Cynthia knew she had to remain in control and let Gina know she was in charge. "Listen to yourself Gina. You are sounding more and more like a stubborn little girl and a lot less like a grown adult. You know very well that Michael and I are only looking out for your health and welfare. You need a controlled environment in your life to prevent you from returning back to your lazy and irresponsible ways. Besides Michael approves wholeheartedly with my treatment of you. Now get out of that bed this instant and go into the bathroom!......(Gina hesitates)....I mean now young lady!...."
Cynthia drew back the covers and tried to console Gina with a hug, but she withdrew, feeling a level of discomfort, squirming away from her former friend and confidante. She then blurted out a disrespectful remark. "I can't wait till you go back home and Michael comes back. Your cruel!......"
Cynthia smiled. "If only she knew!...."
"Come now across my knee sweetums!..."
Gina didn't respond, she simply stomped her foot in defiance.
She quickly took Gina across her lap, pulling down those pj bottoms to her knees in all of a few seconds. Then she reached for her wrist and held it behind her back to discourage any interference on her part. She reached for the thermometer and the Vaseline, coating it generously. Then she deliberately placed it in Gina's face to see what she had coming. "I think you need your temperature checked my dear. You are very cranky this morning!.."
Cynthia then spread the brat's cheeks as wide as she could deliberately, due to Gina's haughty little temper tantrum. Then she proceeded to insert the thermometer in her tender bottom slowly and turned it around several times to get a good reading. "Awwwwwowwww, stop that!...", Gina cried out, squirming and squealing in embarrassment and shame.
Cynthia grabbed Gina's wrist as she attempted to block Cynthia's advance. It did no good. With the thermometer firmly implanted in her pouty rectum, she could only lay there and comply. Cynthia checked the time to ensure a thorough reading and held her charge firmly across her lap. "This is not necessary, I don't have a temperature and it's childish to be across your lap!..." Cynthia soothed her like a baby.
"There, there sweetums it's almost over, now be still...."
Before Cynthia could take her reading however, They both heard the door opening downstairs and footsteps making their way up the long staircase. Gina looked up from her over the knee position. That's when she saw her Michael. With pleading eyes, she looked at him sincerely, almost begging him to get rid of Cynthia and resume back to their old ways. Michael was not going to give in to her this time and looking at her with fatherly concern said, ""I see you are up to your naughty ways again, Gina.. Well no more will you get away with being naughty. Cynthia will see to that, I'm sure!...."
He looked away from his supposedly mature wife and smiled at Cynthia "You will have her ready for her appointment on time won't you?..."
Cynthia smiled. "Of course I will, leave everything to me, she'll be all right, you'll see!..."
After Cynthia withdrew the thermometer, she shook her head. "Oh Gina, you are running a slight fever. Well we'll deal with that later I think". Gina shrugged as she festered over Cynthia's comment. That meant she would be put to bed early again. She hated those long afternoon naps. It seemed that Cynthia used any excuse she could to put her to bed early.
Then to make matters worse, Cynthia would poke her head in the room and check to see if she was sound asleep. Most of the time, she wouldn't even wake her up if she was still sleeping, pretending to be or if she had been hard to handle before she was put down. Instead she let her sleep until dinnertime. That meant four hours of wasted time spent in bed.
To add to her misery and humiliation, she was not allowed to get dressed and had to wear her pj's to the dinner table. This was Cynthia's ironclad rule. "If you misbehave before your put down, it's jammies for the rest of the day". Cynthia seemed to enjoy that aspect of Gina's little girl discipline the most.
Any surliness on her part , and at once she was reminded of going back to bed after dishes were cleaned.
Tina hated early bedtimes and Cynthia was well aware of that fact, which made it even more effective. Cynthia subscribed fully to this treatment and enjoyed Gina's resistance to being put to bed early.
Gina rarely cooperated and went right to sleep. She stayed awake pouting and carrying on like a naughty two year old. Cynthia was at wit's end, but knew she had to do something to quell the girl's spirits. It was at this point, that Cynthia obtained a prescription for a very strong sleep inducing agent in both powdered and suppository form. It worked within minutes of application and ensured a very quiet household. This was the solution that Cynthia found to be very necessary to force compliance with the discipline.
During the Victorian times, early bed punishment was used primarily to maintain quiet and order in a busy household. Cynthia liked the fact that in comparison to standing in the corner or a spanking, the realization that one is confined in bed and put away from the regular routine can be devastating. Being sent to bed early would cause the child grief with their friends that they played with and likely cause them to be teased by other family members about the early hour of their punishment bedtime. The child would have to alter their schedule drastically to accommodate their chore completion by their new earlier bedtime so they would have to do chores while other well behaved children could play with their friends. It was as humiliating and effective a punishment indeed.
Once allowed up, Cynthia took her hand and led her to the bathroom, where a bubble bath awaited her. Gina was apprehensive as to what was going on, when Cynthia announced, "You need to bathe and get dressed. Michael has an appointment for you and you must not be late". Gina's little girl curiosity overcame her, "What appointment, why??..I'm not sick...I...."
Cynthia held her finger to Gina's lips. "Little girls shouldn't worry about such things. Now let's get these pj's off now...."She bit her lip as her pj top was removed and she entered the tub. Instantly Gina screamed!..
.IT WAS COLD!........Cynthia began to soap up a washcloth and applied it to Gina's face. "Gina, Gina.....My mistake, I think you once said it was your milk that you wanted ice cold, sorry hun!...." She laughed as she soaped all of the haughty girl's face and even her short jet black hair. Then she soaped her up all over like a mommy would a child and paid particular attention to her private area. Gina was shivering and groaning which delighted Cynthia. Another innovative idea that worked very well. She continued paying close attention to Gina's face and ears and covered her with soapy suds that she looked like a mummy.
After she was rinsed with warmer water, Gina shared her feelings about this bathtime humiliation. "I'm an adult Cynthia, I can wash myself I think..." Cynthia simply said, "Not anymore Gina, not anymore. It's part of my job to see that you are kept clean all the time. No more wasting the day away by lounging in the tub for hours or wasting a lot of water. Besides this is Michael's rule!...."
The mention of her husband Michael's name calmed down Gina. Cynthia smiled knowing that Gina wouldn't dare challenge his authority over her.
Gina's bathtime was not only degrading and humiliating but Cynthia's comments and condescension of her made her chill at the spine. "There, there, bathy all over, now my little girl is all nice and sweet smelling. Let's get you dressed, OK sweetheart?..." Cynthia smiled at her condescendingly and proceeded to dry her off. "You know Gina, if it wasn't for the fact that Michael had an appointment for you, I would have washed your mouth out with soap thoroughly. Consider yourself lucky this time!...."
Tina shuddered at the thought. "Lucky ?? That a bitch like you didn't wash my mouth out with soap ?...Now there's a new one!....The nerve of you!...." It was then that she noticed a brand new bar of Ivory Soap on the sink and shuddered. "Perhaps Cynthia was not kidding. I really need to talk to Michael. This is going on too far. I'm not her "daughter" dammit, I'm her best friend....."
Gina was led back to the bedroom and saw her clothes laid out for her on the bed. A white silk blouse and a jumper that resembled a very short smock top, or so Tina thought. Then she noticed the TIGHTS!.... In addition she had to wear a pair of patent leather platform tie shoes like an overgrown schoolgirl. She balked and stomped her foot down. "NOT TIGHTS!....", she blurted out with anger. "Now Gina darling, you will wear tights from now on. You look great in them". Cynthia felt a bit sarcastic as she recalled Gina's tales of being forced to wear just tights around the house as a young teenager to keep her from wandering away from the house and with her friends.
She knew the apparel would have the same effect on Gina for Cynthia and therefore was best for both their concerns. Tina was appalled at the mere sight of those long dreaded things.
"But Cynthia, not tights, oh please no!..." She looked at her searching for compassion. Cynthia handed her the plain white cotton panties first. Gina hated cotton and Cynthia knew it!...."Now get dressed, Michael is waiting. And I don't want to have to have to tell him you were naughty for me....."
She stood by as Gina got dressed and said, Next time I will dress you myself. You are too slow young lady!...." Gina looked back. "You wouldn't dare?..." Cynthia nodded and smiled back, as she buttoned the jumper from behind. "Just try me, Gina, just try me!....You know Gina dear, you are being very defiant today. If you continue to whine and carry on once you return back home, I just might make you nap all afternoon and maybe forfeit dinner too, understood?..."
It was then that she noticed the jumper was extremely short. She tried to pull it down as she realized it barely covered her butt. Cynthia noticed her awareness and grinned. The shame would do her good. Gina bent over to pick up something, exposing her panties and even the elastic waistband of her tights. Cynthia grinned as the reinforced seam was properly positioned and that her plain cotton panties were transparent beneath the opaque material. "Tsk, Tsk, Gina, Do I need to teach you how to bend correctly too?...I can see your underpants!..." Gina realized that when she tried to sit down, the garment wouldn't cover and she would be forced to sit on her underwear.
Before Gina could whine and complain anymore about her outfit any further, Cynthia reminded her that it was time to go. Gina was led downstairs by the hand, as she appeared to very reluctant to even leave the room and Michael was waiting for her. She looked at him with pleading eyes, but once again, she felt that he had no sympathy for her.
"There you are. Where have you been? I left you heading for your bath. You should have been down ten minutes ago. Did you give Cynthia trouble while she dressed you? If I hear you are giving Cynthia trouble, I will not allow you to dress at all. Maybe a few hours of total nudity will teach you to appreciate your clothes."
Gina could not believe Michael would do that But the next statement changed her mind quickly. "Don't think I won't do it either. You are going to learn to be a good, proper wife even if I have to retrain you all over again from the beginning. The doctor wanted your tummy empty for the exam, so you will not eat anything before the appointment. But even if you were not going to the doctor, there would have been no breakfast for you as punishment for taking too long to dress. Now let's go!...." He winked back at Cynthia and off they went.
Michael wanted his wife to have a complete physical examination and check her weight. Michael and the doctor met separately, so she had no idea what they talked about. She didn't dare ask Michael either. The ride home was quiet, that is until they came up to the house.
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Thanksgiving Trilogy -M/F, F/F - Part 3
This story contains : spanking, enema, mouthsoaping, tights punishment,
rectal temps, domestic discipline and early bedtime punishment
mail: Janice9812@my-dejanews.com
ng5210@worldnet.att.net (Nick)
Date: 1998/11/04


It was about an hour away from the noon hour, when their car pulled up to the house. Michael stopped in front, just as a moving van was preparing to leave. Gina looked puzzled and watched as the truck pulled out into the street and left.
With her curiosity now aroused, She turned to Michael, who kept staring straight ahead with a snide grin on his face.
"You did very well at the doctor's today Gina!..."He said as he faced her with a devilish grin. Gina looked at him with her little girl sad face, "Michael, Does Cynthia have to be around anymore?..I mean, I promise I will be on my best behavior and besides you still enjoy our lovemaking don't you??....."
Michael smiled. "Oh Gina, my little Gina, always worrying yourself till you get sick!....Cynthia is very concerned about you and your health and so am I. Besides, she's your best friend!...."
He never answered her question about their intense lovemaking, which often left both of them very exhausted and satisfied. But somehow GinaMarie's mind was concentrating more on Cynthia.
Michael stopped the car outside of the garage and he walked with Gina towards the kitchen door. Cynthia was waiting eagerly for them, sitiing at the table and reading the newspaper. Gina looked around trying to sense what what was going on, but was distracted when Cynthia asked a question of Michael. "Well, How did it go?...."
Michael smiled. "It went very well, though Gina might not think so. We'll talk more later. I'm going to grab a sandwich at the deli down the street, and then get a good bottle of red wine for dinner and some fresh bread from the bakery. Will you and Gina be OK?...": Cynthia nodded, "We'll be just fine!...." Cynthia noted a bit of resentment and animosity towards her from "the brat" and sat her down at the table.
"How did everything go Gina?....", she stated with enthusiasm. Gina was not in the mood to look into Cynthia's eyes and be truthful with her, but her persistence forced her to speak. "I'm fine, really, but I feel a bit dizzy. I don't understand what this was all about anyway".
Before she could speak any further, Cynthia smiled, "Well then I guess it's bedtime for you!...I wouldn't want you to get ill dear!.... GinaMarie's eyes lit up with red skies of anger.
"NO NO NO, please not that!!.... I'm not a child you know!......damn you Cynthia!."
Cynthia was taken back with GinaMarie's childish tirade.
"GINA MARIE!!...That was not very nice at all!... Now I want you to apologize immediately for your rude behavior!...."
Gina turned to Cynthia, swallowing her pride and tried to reconcile although she would rather punch her lights out.
"I'm sorry Cynthia. That was rudeof me. Please forgive me!..."
Cynthia nodded. "You have some dishes to wash young lady....Dinner has been all prepared for tonight, is that correct?..." Gina nodded.
"Then I will put you down for a long afternoon nap...."
Gina was certainly not in agreement and started pouting again, this time slamming her platform shoe down on the floor with childish anger. Cynthia knew exactly what to do at this point. She took Gina's wrist, tightening her grip and marched her to the kitchen sink. She turned on the faucet and reached for the bar of Ivory soap and lathered it well.
"I told you what I would do to you Gina, if you kept up this disrespectful behavior, with that potty mouth of yours, now didn't I?.."
Gina was fighting her firm grip, as Cynthia shoved the soap deep into her mouth, forcing it back and forth and leaving bits and pieces embedded in her teeth. Soapsuds were dripping down into the sink and Gina was moaning and kicking wildly. "slosh, slosh, slosh"
Cynthia continued this treatment for several minutes, correcting her "pouty mouth charge" as only a governess could. She enjoyed every minute of the child's mouth soaping.
Minutes later, Gina's mouth had a distinctive soap ring, and Cynthia wiped some of it away stating, "The soap stays in your mouth, until the dishes are spotless". Gina knew that the soap would burn shortly and hurried up to get her chores done to Cynthia's satisfaction. She stood before her young governess and moaned.
"Does GinaMarie want me to take that soap out of her mouth?...Hmm??"
GinaMarie nodded with reddened eyes and tear stained face and looked very, very sorry. Cynthia took the soap out of Gina's mouth and set it down. It was good and mushy by then and Cynthia had to wipe the excess soap from her hand. She wiped the girl's mouth and face clean. Then she allowed the fresh mouthed girl a half glass of water to rinse. Before Gina could turn on the faucet for more water however, Cynthia withdrew the glass from her and set it down.
"That's all the water rinse you deserve, Gina. You need to retain some of that soapy taste to remind you to act more respectful of me in the future. Gina had soap stuck between her teeth and wasn't allowed a toothbrush to remove the rest of the residue. It would linger a long time and melt very slowly. She felt the burning sensation in her mouth too and was hoping that Cynthia would never again humiliate her in this manner. She cried more tears and looked at Cynthia.
Sensing a coincern, Cynthia knew that she had to ask the distressed child what was on her mind.
"Now snookums what is the matter?..." Gina tried to look away, but Cynthia reached for her chin and redirected it so that she could look straight at her. With hesitation she spoke, "What was that moving van doing here?..."
Cynthia smiled.
"Oh, didn't Michael tell you dear??..... I moved in today. Isn't that wonderful??..." Gina had many, many adjectives to describe the idea of Cynthia moving in. " Wonderful", was not the first one that came to her mind. It didn't even make the first one hundred THOUSAND. She can't mean this, oh no....
"It was Michael's idea, since he is away a great deal of the time and he thought you would approve of the arrangement, but somehow I sense your angry with me!...Oh Dear!...Well I guess it's time for a spanking then to warm your little rosy bottom, isn't it?...."
Cynthia began to unbutton Gina's jumper and dropped it to the floor. She quickly lowered her tights and panties to her knees and took Gina across her lap. Once over her lap, she reached for the hard bristled hairbrush and began to paddle Gina's already sore butt.


WHACK WHACK WHACK.."Your Going....WHACK WHACK to bed WHACK Little girl..WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK and maybe even for....WHACK the night too...WHACK WHACK...if you make...WHACK WHACK...me angry enough...WHACK WHACK WHACK...Furthermore...WHACK WHACK...I'm here to stay... WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK...and you will obey me...WHACK WHACK WHACK...understood?"

The sound of a child being spanked brought music to Cynthia's ears. She knew that Michael would have loved every minute of this. In the past, she had gotten out of so many punishments, but not anymore, not with the beloved Cynthia around...
After another twenty good smacks to her naked bottom, she was allowed up. Cynthia made her stand before her, as she always did after a chastisement. "Well Gina, aren't we forgetting something?..."
Gina said softly, "I'm sorry Cynthia for misbehaving. Thank you for reminding me how to behave!..." Cynthia smiled and nodded. She stood up and grabbed Gina's wrist, as she attempted to pull up her panties and tights and rub her sore bottom. Cynthia would not allow it. She simply took her by the hand and headed towards the stairs. "Don't fuss with your clothes dear. Your going upstairs so I can dress you in your jammies RIGHT NOW!...."
She was led away crying and held firmly by her wrist as Cynthia reminded her of her well deserved punishment.
"It's B-E-D-T-I-M-E little girl, M-A-R-C-H!!!!.....She marched the defiant woman by the earlobe, up the long staircase to her bedroom, as Cynthia then reminded her.
"I'll give you some warm milk to calm down too!...."
Gina looked at the clock on the wall. It was only11:30 a.m.. She firmly and deliberately stomped her foot down. "It's just not fair going to bed so early on a beautiful and warm sunny day. It's not just fair!!!!......" She was so irritated, ashamed and angry now as she crossed her arms and fidgeted. Several more times, she stomped her foot down to let Cynthia know just how much she was irritated. But her behavior was only having a reverse effect. The more she acted naughty like the bad little girl she was portraying, the more Cynthia was pleased with her corrective treatment of naughty GinaMarie!....
Cynthia had Gina stand before the window, as she began the early bedtime preparations. She shrugged discontentedly, as she stood with her tights and panties lowered to her knees, looking out the window. She saw children playing and other people working in their yards and here she was getting ready for bed like a naughty child....
Cynthia turned on the overhead light, then walking over to the window, she closed the heavy curtains and blinds completely, blocking out that beautiful, warm sun, turning the room into a nighttime ambiance. Gina stomped her foot again, much to Cynthia's continued amusement and gave serious thought about smacking her "former friend" but good!....
Cynthia continued going about the preparations that she seemed to enjoy so. The bedclothes were turned down, the room darkened and then as if she were a mere child, ordered Gina to sit back down so she could pull off her tights and panties. Gina simply plopped herself onto the bed like a rag doll.
Cynthia tried to soothe her friend without much success.
"Hey little girl, I'm doing this for your own good you know. You are very cranky and out of sorts. You must learn that Michael and I want the very best for you. Now raise your legs slowly dear!..." Gina pouted. "You enjoy this, don't you??...." Cynthia smiled, "Now whatever do you mean Gina?..."
Charlotte peeled off the tights and panties together, and then removed her shoes at the same time. "I mean putting me to bed, you enjoy that, don't you?...." Gina sat there pouting until Cynthia spoke again, ignoring her question completely.
"Are we forgetting something little girl?...Can't have your clothes strewn about the room now can we?...Losing their use for awhile is still an option."
Gina stood and in a soft voice, "May I put my clothes away, Cynthia?.."
She put her jumper in the closet on a hanger and her underwear into the hamper. Cynthia unsnapped her bra and tossed that into the hamper too.....
Soon she sat naked before her new live-in governess, trying to cover herself up as Cynthia grinned again. "Gina I am really surprised at your reaction of me moving in. Why I thought that you would be delighted!....And furthermore, I am just carrying out Michael's wishes and providing you with direction. Now be a good girl and go to your corner!....I will go and prepare your milk".
Cynthia left the room momentarily and went downstairs to prepare another sixteen ounce bottle of infant formula.
Upon her return, Cynthia placed the bottle on a baby bottle warmer that was on the dresser. The only sound in the room at that point, was the steaming sound of the warmer, as Gina stood in her corner as quiet as one could be.
Within a minute, Cynthia placed the rubber nipple on the bottle and poured several drops on her wrist to see if it was warm enough. She smiled and then held it to Gina's mouth.
"OK Gina, drink this now and you'll calm down". Gina tried to turn, so Cynthia mused, "If you don't cooperate Gina, I'll hold you over my lap like a big baby that your acting like and feed it to you. The choice is yours!..."
Gina cooperated, but resented this childish treatment by her best friend. Her facial expression was enough to make Cynthia beam with joy. Cynthia then coaxed her to finish every drop like a concerned mother. "That's it now honey, drink it all down. It's so good for you!...Mmmmm!...."
She then placed the empty sixteen ounce bottle back onto the dresser. Gina looked as though she was going to vomit from the sickly sweet formula, but only stood ther like a naughty child should waiting for her governess to carry out the sentence imposed upon her.
Gina had tears running down her cheeks now, as Cynthia brought out a one piece cotton sleeper, the type little infants wore. Where were her regular jammies?....Cynthia calmed her down. "There, there Gina, it's all for your own good you know...You need sleep and lots of it!....Now let's get your jammies on....This should keep you nice and snuggly warm".
She pulled the garment up her legs and over her thighs and ordered her to stand, so she could finish dressing her. The sleeper was pulled up over her shoulders and Cynthia turned her around to secure it from behind. She was dressed in all of a minute!...."There now a great fit!...", Cynthia exclaimed.
Gina was annoyed with the fact that it was secured from behind, and that she could not undo it. This was a new unpleasant addition to her discipline and once dressed, she felt very hot and stuffy from the heavy cotton fabric. In addition, her hands were covered too with mittens that were specially padded. She would have no use of her hands.
"OK Gina, into bed with you!..." commanded Cynthia. Gina did not do so willingly, so Cynthia had to prod her along. She lay there looking up at the ceiling, waiting to be bundled like a baby and showing her annoyance of this effective discipline. She was annoyed that her hands were also encased in the heavy fabric and whined to Cynthia's delight.
"Why my hands?...I have been good, why??...."
"Oh dear, I almost forgot sweetheart!...We can't have those hands wandering anyplace that they don't need to be, do we?"....Cynthia smiled. Gina was angry, and sighed. She was distracted momentarily as Michael entered the room.
"Gina, I think it's about time I told you about some changes in your life in order to keep you under our strict control. We both love you and want to see you taken cared for properly. I was very distressed when Cynthia found some email on the computer that stated you intended to run away from home". The room was silent as he continued. "How could you even entertain such a thought?...And with a young college student too?....Those love letters too!...I am appalled at your behavior!!...Well Cynthia was quite correct, when she suggested home tutoring. No more wandering about the college campus and getting into trouble".
Gina's jaw dropped. "Here we take excellent care of you and your health, and that is how you thank us?...." Turning to Cynthia he said, "I would like to see some of those other proposed changes at dinner Cynthia, if you don't mind!...." He smiled at her warmly as Cynthia responded back, "My pleasure Michael. My pleasure!...."
Gina shrugged and wiggled as she lay there pouting. She had been found acting like a naughty little girl, and now she would be punished for her transgressions. Gina looked back at Michael, but he did not reciprocate. He had his eye on young Cynthia, and for the moment, Gina did not make anything of this. She swallowed, tasting more of the soap which continued to irritate her throat and was coughing. Michael had already left at that point. The soap was strong and everytime she swallowed, she felt a slight burning sensation.
"Now close your eyes and go to sleep little girl....".
Cynthia turned on a monitor and adjusted the volume. She placed a receiver on her belt. Gina's eyes lit up. "She's using a nursery monitor on me!...What the ...."
This way Cynthia would always be close by. It was then that she also noticed the video camera that was installed near the ceiling. She blurted out. "Why??....monitors??..Video??.....What's next??...."
Cynthia noticed her distaste with the situation and kissed her on the forehead. "So I can keep my eye on you my dear". (and increase your bedtime too) she thought. "Now go to sleep my princess".
Cynthia covered her up to her neck and turned off the overhead light. Before she left she said, "Sweet dreams now and no getting up or making noise at all. I want complete silence in this room after I leave!...."
With that, Cynthia closed and locked the door and went downstairs. The clock chimed at noon and Gina lay restless in bed, angry and upset with Cynthia's early bed punishment of her.
Downstairs, Cynthia placed the receiver on the table next to her favorite chair and turned on the Gerber baby video monitor. She zoomed in on Gina's face and smiled. There was Gina fighting her early bedtime, but not for long....NO, not for long!..Cynthia laughed at the fact that within five full minutes of fighting her early bedtime, Gina was fast asleep!....
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Hours later, just to let Gina know that she was peresent, Cynthia opened the door quietly to see Gina fast asleep, and once again she didn't bother to wake her. "The sleep will do her good", thought Cynthia. "As a matter of fact it certainly is quieter without her running around. She knew that Gina was barely asleep, and if Gina knew that Cynthia deliberately kept her asleep as opposed to allowing her up earlier, then she would be infuriated!....Cynthia chuckled a bit and went downstairs to enjoy some television.
At about 4:00p.m., Cynthia heard sounds over the receiver and scanned the video monitor. Gina was waking up. She immediately went upstairs and saw Gina tossing and turning. She was very groggy but creating a great deal of unrest with her tantrum. Cynthia was amused with Gina's anxiety over being put to bed early. Cynthia brought with her another bottle of formula and placed it on the warmer. Then she sat down and shook her head.
"I was going to let you up for dinner GinaMarie!...But listen to you carrying on like a newborn infant!....I think you need a lot more sleep, don't you??..."
Gina looked worried now. "Oh no, Miss Cynthia, I'll be good, I promise...." Cynthia smiled and got up as the formula was ready now. She added some powder and mixed it well.
"Well you are right about one thing little girl. You will be good and do you want to know why?..."
She placed the nipple on the bottle and stood before her smiling. She held it to Gina's lips, and Gina simply turned away!.....Gina tried not to drink, but Cynthia pinched her nostrils and forced her to drink the bottle's contents.
"See you are very, cranky!.....Drink your bottle huney and you will settle down, believe me you will!..."
Then she continued, "You will be good, because you will close your eyes now and go right back to sleep!...."
The bottle was emptied, all sixteen ounces of it and Cynthia kissed her on the forehead.
"Sweet dreams sweetiepie!....No dinner for you tonight. Just go back to sleep. Your far too cranky to be allowed up. Besides you'll only disrupt everyone."
Gina was crying now to Cynthia's delight. Sensing something must be done, she offered to paddle her backside. Gina calmed down immediately. Cynthia kissed her on the forehead softly and whispered, " Nighty night!....And remember I expect complete silence fromthis room young lady!...."
Cynthia left the room after returning the room to intentional darkness and closed, then locked the bedroom door. She returned downstairs shortly after, and thought about the great dinner she had planned. Soon several friends had arrived and Cynthia greeted them warmly. There was much melancholy and friendly chatter as the guests were invited into the living room to converse as adults often do. Gina would be infuriated if she knew that the company included two twins, both about twelve years old, that she used to babysit for.
Eric and Jennifer were two little brats that Ginaused to babysit to earn extra money. Their mother and father were also present. And worst of all, her beloved Michael was there and she sensed Cynthia and Michael having a good tome together....For this she was angry!!!!
Upstairs in her bed, Gina tossed and turned as her medication began to take effect. She was so angry now. For she was going to miss out on another great dinner that she prepared, this time it was roast turkey with stuffing, cranberry sauce and mashed potatoes with pumpkin pie for dessert. She cried herself to sleep knowing full well that everyone downstairs were enjoying the dinner without her.
At that moment, Cynthia knew that her "special medication" had done it's job and Gina would be in a deep sleep. Before she fell asleep, Gina wondered if Cynthia by chance might have left the video monitor in view of company. The thought sent chills down her spine.
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This story contains : spanking, enema, mouthsoaping, tights punishment,
rectal temps, domestic discipline and early bedtime punishment
mail: Janice9812@my-dejanews.com
ng5210@worldnet.att.net (Nick)
Date: 1998/11/04
The next day...
The dawn of a beautiful fall day came as the churchbells of the town announced Sunday morning. Gina however was still in a deep, restful sleep and dreaming about Thanksgiving Day Dinner that would be served in the country style dining room, complete with French doors. She seemed to forget that she had been placed on a high calorie diet by Cynthia within the past week. This was a temporary measure that was done because of Gina's continued babyish ways and temper tantrums.
Gina dreamed of herself in an elegant evening gown and conversing with her many friends and having a great time. She would display her finest jewelry and wear exotic makeup, the type Michael liked the most to entice him for some activities in the bedroom later that evening. Momentarily, she had completely forgotten about the fact that Cynthia, at Michael's request had invited company over. Her dream was shattered as the door opened and this time, Cynthia opened the blinds and curtains and withdrew her covers, without greeting her at all. Cynthia sat on the bed and looked straight at her.
"Did we have a good restful sleep sweetums?..Hmmm??...." Gina was still groggy but resented the fact that Cynthia chose to talk down to her in a condescending fashion. Then added, "Do you think you can be on your best behavior today Gina?...." Gina nodded as her covers were turned down and sighed with relief. Cynthia looked at her charge and spoke sternly.
"We are having company over for brunch today, ...Oh, and I will make sure that you are well behaved!..."
Gina started moaning again in little girl fashion. This delighted Cynthia. "Now let's get you dressed". Gina got up and before she could get too far, Cynthia skillfully guided her once again across her lap for a temperature taking. The trap door of her sleeper was opened and the cold thermometer made it's way up her tender behind as she was forced to lie still.
"Hmmm, no temperature today Gina. You see, that early bedtime did the trick. That is good news for you, because otherwise you would have to stay in bed all day...." Gina frowned. "Not another punishment bed day!....I want that turkey and stuffing and cranberry and hmmmhmm..."
She then proceeded to her closet and saw only pj's on hangers, white silky blouses, smocks of all types and colors and turtleneck shirts.
No pants, dresses or skirts...She scratched her forehead at her new clothes and wondered about her "normal" clothes. She then walked over to her dresser and there were multi colored satin panties, mostly with flowers on them, in place of her regular lingerie. And what in the world happened to her bras?....Where were her expensive Victoria Secret collection of matching bras and panties??..Where was her delicate and very expensive Italian line of lingerie?..And her ultra sheer silky pantyhose??....Everything was GONE!!!!
She opened another drawer and there were nylon opaque tights of navy blue, red, green, black, chocolate brown and maroon present. EVEN her jeans, cutoffs, slacks, sweatshirts and pullover sweaters were gone!.....
Something was amiss!...
Instinctively Gina shouted in alarm. "Cynthia, where are my clothes?.. Cynthia placed her well manicured finger on Gina's lip to silence her.
"Miss Cynthia" to you GinaMarie!...You need to show respect for your elders and starting now that is what you shall call me, understood?..."
Gina looked at her and continued her tantrum.
Cynthia smiled with arms folded now as the realization that her wardrobe was gone.
"I don't see a problem with your wardrobe child. After all, we can't allow you to run away now, can we??..."
Gina was alarmed. But my skirts and jeans and slacks???...What will I wear??....." Gina was pleading desperately now and continued her tirade. It was so amusing to see her carry on, thought Cynthia. "She's really begging for some public humiliation today!...."
Cynthia stood back and momentarily allowed the twenty six year old child brat carry on like the twelve year old she acted like.
"I told you GinaMarie that I wanted you to be "well-behaved" for today's brunch". (she paused as GinaMarie looked straight at her) "Tights make suitable "pants" for naughty girls like you, don't you agree?..." , said Cynthia in a style that was suited to her role as "governess".
Gina pouted loudly. "I won't wear tights, I won't.... I'll tell Michael. I had enough of you......"
Cynthia looked down upon her condescendingly and smiled. She had the upper hand and knew it. "I've had enough of your temperament GinaMarie. Today you will wear your "punishment tights" and greet our guests so dressed. Besides the extra humiliation will do you good!....."Gina stomped her foot down which pleased her "governess". Now she knew that she had done the right thing. "Now I am sure you will be well-behaved today!...."
Gina was upset that Cynthia just knew her all too well. The temperature takings, naps, early bedtimes and now TIGHTS!....
"But Cynr..er I mean Miss Cynthia, I can't wear tights in front of company??...." Cynthia nodded and smirked. "And why is that, my dear?....Why with a white silk blouse, you will look divine and angelic too!..."
GinaMarie crossed her arms and pouted. Even with guests due to arrive soon, she was not ready to get dressed in that outfit!....
Cynthia quickly warned her defiant friend, "Your only other alternative is bed, Gina!....And not just for today either!....Long afternoon naps all week and maybe for the next month or two....."
Gina knew that would be torture, so she stood complacently, shrugging her shoulders, as Cynthia selected her outfit for the day.
A white silk blouse as promised was hung on the door and she pulled out a pair of bright yellow satin panties with flower designs all around and a pair of navy blue nylon tights. Gina was now devastated. "No bra?...", she wined. Cynthia smiled. "Your a little girl now Gina. This chemise will do very nicely".
Gina was cross. Besides Cynthia thought, "She was not very gifted in that area anyway. A training bar could only do her good!..."
Almost in an instant, Cynthia removed her childish cotton sleeper, dropping it to the floor and removed her cotton panties. "Gina, are we forgetting something??....Your bedclothes??...", Cynthia said with a matronly voice. "Yes Miss Cynthia, May I place my bedclothes in the hamper??..." Cynthia nodded.
Then the young woman stood before her former best friend and thought about the fact that her "governess" was four years younger than her. She was so humiliated now, she just let Cynthia dress her up like a Barbie doll.
Cynthia ordered Gina to raise her arms high and she guided the chemise onto her, followed by the lace edged blouse. It actually looked like a smock top as it had a wide skirt that ended just short of her navel and was adorned with childish ribbons, layers of lace and had padded shoulders and puffy short sleeves. It looked like more of a baby's christening smock, than a woman's blouse. Cynthia secured the garment from behind to prevent removal by the penitent child. She then helped Gina put on the flowered panties, by stepping into them one leg at a time and pulled them up and over her butt.. She checked the fit of the panties and approved of their tightness in her crotch area.
This was just too much for Gina to handle. Cynthia reached for the tights and ordered Gina to sit, whilst she deliberately stretched them and rolled them up. She knelt down and guided the nylon tights onto each leg, stretching them very carefully up to her knees. "OK honey, you can stand now, so I can finish!...." Gina stood and looked upward, riddled with shame, embarrassment and anxiety. The thought of the guests seeing her this way would be devastating to say the least. She shuddered with humiliation. Cynthia carefully stretched the garment over her thighs and over her butt, making sure that the seam was very straight. Once satisfied, she snapped the waistband in place. OK Gina you may sit down for a moment. I'll get your shoes dear!...."
Cynthia walked over to the closet and brought out the box and sat on the small stool before Gina. She unwrapped each shoe carefully and checked for scuff marks and guided the shoelaces into their proper place before taking Gina's foot in her hand. Gina groaned, "Oh Great!...Clumsy platform shoes and delicate nylon tights. The perfect punishment attire!...I should never have told her about my teenage years in punishment tights. Thanks mom for telling her!...."
Cynthia easily slid on the shoes and tied them very tight so that Gina would have a difficult time walking in them. "Now Gina dear, you must not get scuff marks on your new shoes unless you want a good spanking. Is that clear?..."
Gina nodded. "Already the clothes were having a beneficial effect", Thought Cynthia.
As Gina stood before her newly appointed governess, she realized just how childish and ridiculous she must look. She felt naked and belittled as Cynthia stood back admiring her handiwork. "I want you to thank Miss Katrina today for your blouse Gina!...She is a very handy designer. It is so lovely and angelic on you. You look so sweet and demure!...." Gina could have cried!....The garment barely covered her navel. In addition, the reinforced seamed line of the tights, the padded crotch and most of all, her ridiculous yellow flowered panties were in full view for anyone to see. Her first instinct was to pull at the garment, that is until Cynthia spoke.
"Anything wrong Gina?...", asked Cynthia. She knew that Gina was very distressed over her outfit and that made Cynthia very pleased. "Punishment is the outcome for bad behavior. The extra humiliation this afternoon would be beneficial for Gina and for her guests, it would be humorous and fun!....
"Bu..Bu..But you can see my panties?...That is not very nice!...The blouse is too short Miss Cynthia, can't you see that ?....", whined Gina again. This cantankerous whining and rebelliousness is what got GinaMarie "tights punished" in the first place.
Cynthia nodded and smiled. "I think you look rather cute myself dear. You shouldn't pay so much attention to your outfit, little girl. Your governess always knows best and how to help keep you demure and well behaved".
Gina wanted to haul off and smack Cynthia, but Michael......
Finally after checking the fit of her childish punishment attire, Cynthia was satisfied that she was as ready as could be.
"OK, you look perfect, hmmhmm....Breakfast time, honey, let's go!..."
Gina stood not wanting to leave the room, but Cynthia took her hand and led her out of the room and down the stairs to the kitchen. But not before Gina turned around and said pleadingly, "Surely you don't expect me to wear this ridiculous outfit in front of guests do you??..." Cynthia smiled, "The humiliation will do you a world of good. Besides you'll be on your best behavior today!..."
Gina pouted and stomped her heavy shoe down childishly. "You can't mean that...I have to..oh no, please say no...." Cynthia simply smiled back. "Now get downstairs child, your breakfast is waiting".
As they entered the kitchen, Cynthia added, "Oh and after dishes young lady, you have a "date" again with Mr. Hairbrush!...." Gina sat down on the cold vinyl and jumped. It was cold!....Cynthia smirked. She placed the warm oatmeal in front of her. She handed Gina the spoon and sat down to eat her breakfast that consisted of coffee, orange juice and a bagel with cream cheese. The last few meals were not to her liking and she sincerely hoped that brunch would be a welcome change. Cynthia sensing her distress of eating her breakfast added, "Eat up GinaMarie or else I'll have to feed you myself. Besides we have a delicious meal planned today and you wouldn't want to forfeit brunch, would you??.....The alternative is bed my dear with lots of sleep. Keep up the antics and you will go nightynight soon. Oh but only after our guests get to meet you....", she added. The bland oatmeal was once again sweetened with infant formula and Gina wondered when she would be back to regular milk. In addition, Cynthia slipped some Metamucil in her oatmeal and grinned, knowing that it would work on her very, very soon!....
"Now eat up Gina, you need to stay healthy, don't you dear??...."
Cynthia became annoyed as Gina continued to eat very slowly. Finally in a last ditch effort, she got up and strutted over to the cabinet in her stiletto high heels. and opened the cabinet door. "I think I can speed things along", Cynthia thought as she grabbed an oversized serving spoon from the dish drain. Gina looked on in wonderment as the cap was removed and Cynthia poured out the thick liquid onto the spoon. She happened to see the writing on the front of the bottle. It was CASTOR OIL!....
"No way!!!!", she thought as she placed her hand across her mouth.
Cynthia simply pinched her nose ever so tightly and shoved in the first large spoonful. Gina gagged and wretched as her tongue came in contact with the syrup She was then given a second and then a third helping of the horrid tasting medicine. Cynthia stood behind her, cupping her hand across her mouth, until Tina stopped wretching.
"There, there, little girl. Your precious Michael is bringing our guests over shortly. Now get the dishes done!!..... Oh and your in for a special treat at dinner today, sweetie!!....".
Gina proceeded to clear the table, wondering what Cynthia meant. She was getting real tired of being "bossed" around by her. "Damn Michael anyway!....I need to talk to him and soon. This is getting out of hand!...."
Cynthia watched and grinned. Her yellow panties were nearly transparent beneath her navy blue opaque tights. Her top was so angelic. Yes it did look like a baby's christening gown. It was so humorous as she bent over exposing the elastic waistband of her "punishment tights". The straight reinforced seam and padded crotch added to the humiliating attire. She would probably be the topic of discussion and the outfit was absolutely perfect!...Cynthia was satisfied at GinaMarie's recalcitrant behavior. She would feel humiliated beyond belief!....
Once the dishes were done and Cynthia inspected them to be sure, she announced, "Time for Mr. Hairbrush Gina!...OVER MY LAP NOW!...." Gina walked over and Cynthia quickly turned her over her knee. The sight of her tender bottom covered in those punishment panties and tights was too much, so Cynthia couldn't help but make belittling comments as she lowered the hairbrush on her behind. "Oh I'm sure our guests will just love your outfit little girl. That should make you behave and I almost forgot, I should thank your mom for the idea. Gina was bawling too much, but a chill ran down her spine at Cynthia's comment. She just never knew when to shut her big fat mouth!....
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Thanksgiving Trilogy -M/F, F/F - Part 5
This story contains : spanking, enema, mouthsoaping, tights punishment,
rectal temps, domestic discipline and early bedtime punishment
mail: Janice9812@my-dejanews.com
ng5210@worldnet.att.net (Nick)
Date: 1998/11/04


Eleven o'clock came quickly and Cynthia heard the car pull into the driveway. Gina squirmed even more now after her hairbrush spanking which was shortened deliberately. She would get more later.
"OK GinaMarie get into your corner now, our guests have arrived". Cynthia pointed to the corner like a stern mother. "You heard me!....Go and stand young lady, stand straight and don't touch the wall. That's it, all the way in now!..." Gina cowered, "But please Miss Cynthia!...Don't let them see me like this, oh don't!...." Cynthia simply pointed and Gina did as she was told.
Cynthia then peered out the window and saw Michael's ex-girlfriend, Monica and her sixteen year old daughter Katrina exit from the car. Katrina was quite a mature young lady, dressed smartly in a business suit with very high stiletto heels. Cynthia smirked. "probably very expensive Italian leather, like the ones Gina USED TO wear!...." She was an honor student, very intelligent and hoping someday to be managing a day care center. Cynthia watched intensely as they made their way to the door. She had left Michael several years ago to continue her career as an actress for soap operas. She loved Michael, but was more committed to her career at the time, and kept in touch quite often. They remained friends even after Michael met Gina. Of course, GinaMarie did not like this arrangement at all!.....
The exchange of pleasantries was sickening to Gina's ears. She "hated" Monica, for she was Michael's ex and not exactly a fan of hers. Her daughter Katrina on the other hand, was a "bitch" as far as Gina was concerned. She acted so stuck up and was just too mature for her age. On numerous occasions, they would have words and Gina would always gain the upper hand. Not today however!.... Gina would have to face both people she despised in punishment attire. The tension for GinaMarie would be almost unbearable. She was not looking forward to her afternoon. It would be very degrading and not to her liking and both Michael and Cynthia knew it. She remembered Cynthia's words to her that morning, "The humiliation will do you a world of good!"... She wanted to run away and hide. Better yet, be with her college buddies at the malt shop and share a couple of laughs, some good times and see her beloved Jeremy once again. Her thoughts were interrupted as the voices became loud, indicating they were coming into the room.
In the kitchen, Monica complimented Michael on a beautiful home and was dying to feast on the meal that GinaMarie had so carefully prepared. She was also very curious about Gina's whereabouts. Cynthia smiled. "Right this way ladies. Our GinaMarie is in the living room doing "penance"!..."
Monica smiled at the mere mention of the word "penance".
"Gina always was a immature child anyway. Michael dear, I'll never understand why you married that girl, really!...."
Michael smiled and took their coats to the hallway closet. Cynthia acting as "hostess" for today's social gathering, invited the ladies into the living room. "Right this way ladies, Gina was so over-joyed when she heard that you both were coming today!...."
Monica added, "Really?.....OH MY!.....".There stood Gina, nose to the wall and wearing "punishment tights".
Monica stared at Gina's outfit with great interest, and turned to Cynthia with a wide grin across her face. She was amused and satisfied at Gina's treatment. She would be asking al lot of questions and Cynthia seemed to read her mind. Monica giggled and in a condescending fashion exclaimed, "Oh this must be Gina then, right?..."
Katrina had a difficult time holding back her laughter as well. She had many a run in with Gina's childish hot temper, and was often the recipient of her rude behavior. And here she was standing in the corner demure as ever like a naughty little girl and wearing her underwear. It was just too much!....
"Gina Marie, it's time you met our guests now. Turn around and be polite dear!....", stated Cynthia. Reluctantly, Gina turned around, but could not look at her guests directly. Her cheeks were deep red with humiliation and she was humble to say the least. She wore no makeup, and that surprised Monica. She always had on deep red lipgloss and black mascara and eyeliner. She wore too much makeup according to Monica, and here she was without any applied. Cynthia smiled and thought "Just like the old days. It's amazing what these "tights" do to her behavior. She might find herself wearing them all the time...." Gina finally built up the courage to speak, knowing full well that total respect was called for.
"Hello Miss Monica and Miss Katrina!..."
Monica smiled first, noting her charming manner.
"How sweet and demure you are, Gina!..." She paused for a moment and turned to Michael. " Surely this is not the girl you married Michael??..."
Michael smiled and nodded. "Of course it is, Monica. And Cynthia kindly offered to move in as Gina's governess to help her during the day."
"Governess??...", resounded Katrina, with a mighty laugh. "I just thought the term "governess" was used for a mature woman who took care of children, I'm so sorry for misunderstanding you!..."
"I understand the confusion Katrina, but you are correct about the definition. The difference however is this: "A mature woman taking care of an OVERGROWN child". Cynthia carefully explained. Katrina took one look at GinaMarie and giggled. "Oh I understand now!..."
Monica nodded, "Overgrown brat is more like it!...But with your proper guidance Cynthia, I am sure you can make a very, demure little lady out of GinaMarie yet!....." The laughter filled the room, as GinaMarie became the object of verbal humiliation. She hated Michael now for inviting Monica and her overly mature daughter. He wanted to humiliate her in front of them. Now she would never be able to live this moment down. She felt a cold chill run down her spine that raged with shame and humiliation.
Cynthia noticed almost immediately, that Katrina seemed to take a special interest in GinaMarie's attire. Katrina certainly had a number of questions and perhaps even a story to tell as well. She was pleased in knowing that Gina was at least ten years older than herself, and it was her chance to show everyone who was more mature.
Gina observed closely at Katrina's outfit and especially her stiletto pumps. They looked exactly like the pumps she wore!....Even the suit was familiar. She knew that Monica could have afforded such luxurious clothing, but Katrina never wore anything that expensive. That outfit would have cost several thousand dollars for sure. ...Then she had an eerie thought, but couldn't dismiss the possibility. "Was it possible that Cynthia gave away some if not all of her precious outfits??.....No, she wouldn't do that, or would she?...Was Michael involved??....." She stood silent, though angered and confused as she searched out her thoughts, that is until Cynthia reminded her of something.
"Gina dear, don't you have something to say to Miss Katrina?..."
Oh Gina did certainly have something to say, only no one would appreciate her nasty comment. Katrina looked at her condescendingly as if she were a mere child. Her status might have been deemed a child by Cynthia, her former best friend and her husband Michael, but she was an adult, and Katrina should be showing her some respect as one. She bit her lip, swallowed hard and began to recite the message that Cynthia already instructed her to say. "Thank you Miss Katrina for my new dress. It is very appropriate for me and it looks so childlike". Katrina giggled, "Oh your welcome Gina, I hope you enjoy it a lot!...." Everyone joined in hearty laughter. Monica even exclaimed, "Your new dress looks admonishingly innocent Gina!....How appropriate!....."
Monica smiled at her, whilst eyeing up her outfit, and wanted to know more about it. Cynthia sensed the excitement in both women, and invited everyone to sit comfortably. Everyone but Gina of course!....
Monica asked a very embarrassing question and Gina turned red with rage and humiliation. "Why are you wearing tights young lady, that is not proper dress to greet house guests in, is it??..."
Gina fell silent with her humiliation. Cynthia thoughtfully intervened to answer the guest's question for her charge. "Well Monica, Gina has been exceptionally lazy today, and believe it or not, she forgot to ask "politely" if I would put a jumper on her, so I told her she had to come dressed as she was. She also earned corner time for failure to get the house cleaned in time. She is so trying at times. Why she takes a great deal of time. If I'm not there to supervise her every activity, it just doesn't get done. What's a governess to do??....."
Gina knew that wasn't true AT ALL!...Her blood boiled at Cynthia's belittling comment. Cynthia never gave her a choice about wearing a jumper!.... The guests laughed, especially young Katrina who thought she looked ridiculous in her outfit. She seemed well aware that it was a punishment outfit and that Gina was regularly disciplined for her misbehavior. She would just use this time to show her who was more mature...
"Well ladies, would you like a drink to start off?...", stated Cynthia.
"Gina dear, take each guest's order and then walk nicely into the kitchen and serve our guests won't you??.." Gina added, "Yes Miss Cynthia!..." As she moved about, everyone looked at each other and exchanged giggles, laughs and seemed to be having fun at Gina's expense. Once in the kitchen, Katrina spoke up. "Mother, do you remember last week at the mall?.....You know, the strangely dressed girl!..." Monica nodded, then laughed. "Oh Yes, I was wondering what Gina had in common with that. Thank you dear for reminding me. Why don't you tell the story?..."
Cynthia and Michael were all ears as Katrina began to speak.
"Well we were at the mall last Friday and I spotted a young girl , probably a teenager at first glance wearing a very strange outfit. As we walked closer, I saw that she was wearing a very pretty turtleneck shirt in white, with a very pretty short waisted pinafore over it. It looked like a baby's christening gown with baby blue bows and rows of lace. It was delightful!....Then I thought the girl had stretch pants on, but upon second look, I noticed I could see her panties as plain as day. They were white with little red hearts on them. It was then that I realized she was wearing tights. Bright red tights!....I could see the elastic waistband too!...She wore platform tie shoes and her little sister held her hand. The girl was not at all happy!....I mentioned to mother that perhaps we should ask her some questions.
Monica nodded. "This story is just too much, but I stopped the woman and asked her about her daughter's outfit and she was only too happy to have the girl explain to me as to the why. She was so embarrassed as her mother explained that she was twenty years of age and recently a dropout from college.
The girl explained that she was under "tights punishment" for showing disrespect towards her mother and that she was dressed like this all the time. Her mother added that at first, she was dressed like this about the house, which limited her to studies or housework and she wouldn't go out with friends anymore. This was a welcome change. But then one day in public, her daughter had treated her with disrespect in front of some of her close friends. Well, the next day at family brunch, she was forcibly dressed this way and she had to stay dressed for all of our relatives, friends and family. Even her little cousin she used to babysit for got quite a chuckle out of her costume. Everyone made her the center of attention and she received lots of giggles, laughs and taunts. The humiliation did her a world of good!... " Monica then added, "She told me that her youngest daughter suggested that we take her to the mall, so everyone could see her."
Katrina eagerly added, "Her mother indicated that she gets home tutored now and that she saves a great deal on her clothing allowance. I asked her to explain that and she responded with the fact that tights only cost about five dollars a pair as opposed to eighty five dollar slacks and sixty five dollar jeans. And all you need to keep them clean is to hand wash them with Woolite and they as good as new!....."
Michael laughed and so did the rest of the party. Cynthia's mind was made up now, and she looked to Michael for his approval. Michael smiled in return and said, "I like the part about saving on the high cost of clothes.. I know Gina spent way too much on clothes in the past. Why she has so many outfits, that most of them have never been worn and those bills!....". He turned to Cynthia and added, " Cynthia, I think you should take our little girl to the mall and stop at the Danskin Dance Shop after this weekend. You remember Sally Ann, don't you?..." Cynthia nodded. "She is the owner of the store now. Won't Gina be surprised to see one of her old arch enemies and have to ask her for some tights".
Gina was wondering what all the laughter was about as she prepared to bring the tray of drinks out to her guests.
Cynthia smiled back in agreement, "Oh I intend to, it should be fun!"
Gina came from the kitchen as the topic changed and served drinks in silence. She could just choke her precious Michael now. She looked at him with her dark angry eyes and wanted to spit into his face. Michael sensed her anger and grinned back. "Don't spill a drop Gina!...This carpet is very hard to clean, and I wouldn't want to see you spend your day on hands and knees scrubbing out the stain".
As Gina began to serve, the ladies took glances of her punishment outfit that led to a few stares and giggles, much to Gina's dis-satisfaction. Gina felt naked as the air blew by her buttocks as she walked about. She felt naked and humiliated.
How could her loving Michael do this to her??.....
Cynthia noticed that the punishment was having a positive effect on her and took note. The heavy platform shoes made such rattle like a cattle stampede, added to her shame as well. Several times, she was forced to bend over and expose her sweet derriere with tight flowered print panties showing almost transparent to her navy blue opaque tights. There were plenty of giggles and grins for quite awhile!....Katrina was overjoyed most of all, because here she was a very, mature sixteen year old woman smartly dressed and well mannered being served by a thirty year old woman dressed in "punishment tights".
Once the guests were served, Cynthia turned to her charge, "Young lady, go directly to your corner, so that we adults can converse in peace, now march!...." Katrina placed her hand over her mouth and giggled, staring at Gina, who humbly walked daintily to the corner and did as she was told. There was much conversation, with some of it centered around Gina. After what seemed like hours of conversation, Cynthia requested the immediate presentation of her charge.
"Gina, I want you to come over her and bring your stool". Gina did so and stood before her governess. "Now I want you to sit in the middle of the room, facing our guests!..." The stool had a cold vinyl seat and was just over eighteen inches in height, so the contact with her skimpy outfit brought some laughter as she tried to sit comfortably on the cold surface.
Monica spoke to Gina in a deliberate effort to embarrass the woman completely. "What do you find is the benefit of wearing punishment tights over slacks and pants, Gina Marie?"
Gina blushed very red and said nothing.
"Answer the lady's question, Gina Marie" Cynthia scolded her best friend.
"I don't know" Gina answer hesitantly. Monica nodded.
"All right then, since you don't know Gina, I will make assign you a task to find out. You will write a report on the benefits of requiring naughty girls to wear punishment tights for my collection from you next Sunday. It will be at least 5 typewritten, double spaced pages in length and have footnotes indicating the research materials you used in the preparation of the report. The report will fully detail at least five additional reasons as well as the ones I will list for Monica now. You are to use these reasons for inclusion in the report, and you may use either my explanations to support your reasoning or construct your own. Do I make myself clear?...."
"Yes, Miss Cynthia!...."
Cynthia spoke again, addressing Monica's question that started this conversation in the first place. "The reasons I keep Gina Marie in punishment
tights are as follows:
1) To provide her with a neat and clean appearance. The jeans and pants my dear Gina Marie wore most every day before I came into her life were almost
always full of holes and discoloration. She would get dressed in her tattered jeans and out of shape sweatshirts every morning and would never change no matter who was coming over to see her. She also would spend a lot of time tugging at her too small jeans which made sitting like a proper young lady uncomfortable for her and would make seeing her sprawled out across the living room chairs a very familiar sight.
Now, under this plan, she always looks like a proper young lady. Her panties and tights are inspected by me every morning for cleanliness and condition
before she puts them on in the morning. If they are not in good condition, they are immediately discarded into the trash bin and she will open a new set of either panties or tights to wear on that day.
This outfitting of Gina Marie makes her also be more careful with the condition of her clothes when she goes about her day. She knows all too well that if she is noticed by me having a discoloration in her tights, or having a run in them, will
cause her immediately be placed in the corner for pre trial preparation".
Monica intervened, "pre-trial??...." Cynthia node and continued.
The trial will always commence at the time of occurrence, be adjudicated by me of course, and she will called up in front of me to state the circumstances
of how she got the blemish on her punishment tights. She may provide evidence supporting her claim of innocence or she may enter an immediate guilty plea to the court.
She knows that if she puts forward an plea of innocence and is subsequently found to be guilty as charged later, the court will order additional penalties be imposed for her incorrect determination of her guilt in the matter before the court.
Unfortunately for Gina Marie, this house court is radically different from all
normal American court rooms. Here in my special court, a defendant is
presumed guilty until she can prove herself innocent of the charge before her beyond a reasonable doubt.
The defendant may beg and plead with the judge over the facts and circumstances of the case, but it at the judge's sole discretion to allow or disallow from consideration any statement made by the defendant in hearing her case.
Defendants only win about 2 percent of their cases that come before my special court and even those are mostly due mostly overturned on the prosecution's second trial of the defendant. You see, Monica, in my court, a defendant never wins their case. The prosecutor has as many chances as they wish to overturn a non guilty verdict if more evidence is collected by them at a later time in support of their case. All that time wasted on original trial and subsequent appeals must be considered by the judge in pronouncing the defendant's sentence for her crime and its severity will make the defendant really think hard about entering an innocent plea to the court that she cannot absolutely prove beyond a reasonable doubt.
If the defendant is found by the court guilty of her crime, based on the
circumstances surrounding the case, the amount of pleading and begging made by the defendant for the court's mercy, and if the case was an appeal of an earlier one, the court will most likely sentence the defendant to one or more spankings or paddlings, a four p.m. bedtime for several days, and either corner time served or corner time penalties to be served over the next several days.
In trial cases like these, the court will almost always impose a fine to be paid by the defendant. The monetary fine will usually be the sum of the cost of a new set of both panties and punishment tights for the defendant with an additional 25 percent fee for adjudication and trial costs.
The defendant may pay the monetary fine with her generous clothing allowance she is given to monthly by Michael or she may perform household community service to work off her debt to the court. She will earn between two and three dollars per hour worked on a select list of especially difficult chores that the judge will create with input from Michael".
"That sounds wonderful", exclaimed Monica. The Cynthia spoke, "Another good reason for naughty girls to wear punishment tights is that jeans and slacks allow for items to be carried by the child hidden from their governess' view by placing the item in their pocket. I happen to know my charge was pretty famous during her college days for carrying an item in her pocket that was illegal for her to have then and remains that way today. She would claim that the item helped her relax and get in touch with her feelings.
Now that Michael and I have come into her life, she has no reason to possess any more of that item and if she needs something to feel, she could feel my hand or hairbrush landing long and hard on her bare bottom. She knows that going back to her old partying drug ways would have her sentenced by me to very strict paddlings three to four times a week for the next 5 to 10 years. And other daily cleansing rituals.
Michael was satisfied by Cynthia's comments, but concerned. "Was Gina Marie back to using drugs again?".....Both Gina Marie and Cynthia were going to be grilled long and hard by him very, very soon and if he found out Gina was back doing drugs, she would find herself only being paddled if she was very lucky. Much more likely she would find herself in divorce court.
3) The third reason is the ability of her governess to detect if Gina Marie is getting too stimulated during her waking hours. "Stand up for your guests, Gina Marie. Hands by your sides." Cynthia said to her charge.
Gina Marie stood up slowly in front of the group and carefully placed her hands by her sides.
"You see how her private area is nicely hidden by the panties. When little Gina get too excited, her panties stick to her private area due to her excess wetness and the panties also quickly saturate with her vaginal secretions. This condition is referred to by me as "hot panties" and she will get a blazing hot bottom over my knees to match her panties, be given a ice cold bath scrubbing by me and be put to bed for the rest of the day.
Now I will demonstrate what to look for".
Cynthia placed her hand in the waistband of Gina's tights and felt her wet pantied crotch. Cynthia then withdrew her hand and pointed to her panties. "See how the panties are adhering to her body. That is a definite indication Gina Marie is very excited. "Now take your stool and go back to your corner!..."
She rejoined the group at the table and Cynthia continued her discussion of punishment tights.
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The chime resounded at noon and the conversation turned towards brunch. Gina was summoned to place all the food on the table and call them when she was done. She walked away to the kitchen and began the immediate task of bringing out the meal that she took so long to make and it smelled invitingly delicious. Once completed, she announced brunch.
At that point, Michael invited everyone to the dinnertable, except for Gina. She was directed back to the corner in the dining room by her loving husband.
At the dinnertable a place had been set for his wife, but in place of the elegant china and silver, was a plastic spoon and a Barbie placesetting with a sipper seal cup. Cynthia then called for her charge to join them at the table.
Everyone noticed Gina's placesetting and it was Katrina who marveled about it in a condescending way, "Why look, Gina has Barbie adorned on her own personal placesetting. How so very precious!..." Everyone got a good laugh out of that and continued to sit down. Then she added, "Why I haven't had Barbie things like that since I was eight, is that right mother?...".
"Gina dear, you may sit down now!..." Cynthia watched her for any signs of rebelliousness or crankiness and the woman sat at her placesetting. Cynthia excused herself and went back into the kitchen and brought out Gina's meal, placing it directly in front of her. The special dish was covered and steaming. Cynthia opened the cover and held it in front of Gina's face. "Doesn't that smell delicious?..MmmMmm...."
The deep dish was partitioned so that the food wouldn't get mixed up and was full to the brim. In it was vegetables!...Pureed, steaming vegetables!.... Cynthia sensed Gina's anger over this humiliation and quickly dispersed her temperament. "No Gina, you will not get any of your usual applesauce dessert. Instead I gave you extra large helpings of strained beets, pureed carrots and green peas for being naughty. Now eat up everything on your plate honey. It's all very, very good for you!..."
Gina was angry now. She was not to have any of that wonderful dinner she had prepared and stewed in silence.
There was even a large glass of juice. It was Tina's favorite (to hate and dump down the drain) prune juice. Regardless how bad the meal was, Gina thought. "At least I don't have any of that infant formula. That would make me vomit for sure!...."
Gina made faces at the horrid pasty mess before her. Everyone else was simply ecstatic over the wonderful; dinner she had prepared and was not allowed to enjoy. She reluctantly ate in silence, but deliberately slow as everyone else ate the roast turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce, etc. and enjoyed every morsel. She reached for her glass and tasted the prune juice concoction. It was as terrible as ever. She wanted to scream and choke Cynthia.
The talk of the table soon centered around Gina. Monica and Katrina wanted to know everything about Gina's program that seemed so appropriate, and her feelings about it. Cynthia told Gina to speak to her guests and answer all of their questions. Gina shook her head, got up and ran to the kitchen crying. Katrina giggled, but Monica reminded her to be mature and told her not to be rude.
Cynthia excused herself and left right after her. "Gina, that was very disrespectful of you. How dare you leave the table without permission!..."
Gina continued crying, then turned to rage as she faced her "former friend", only too eager to take out her frustrations on her with a fit of rage.
. "How could you??...Make me dress like this in front of "her" and "her" daughter??...That's Michael's ex-wife out there. She is gloating over how I am being treated. Oh this has gone just too far now!....How dare you shame me like this??...I am not some little Barbie doll you can dress up. I am older than you, do I need to remind you of that??....you are cruel and I am going to talk to Michael. You are going to be evicted, I promise you!...."
Cynthia listened, then spun around and returned with Michael. Looking at her, he spoke as a father, not a husband. "Gina, It's about time you felt some humiliation in your life. It is so beneficial to make you behave in the future. As my wife, you have not lived up to every expectation of mine. Instead, you have always reverted back to your lazy and irresponsible ways. You are acting very childish, so our treatment of you is deemed very appropriate. You know that we both love you and are concerned about you. You are acting very rude towards Cynthia. Now I want you to stop this childish tantrum immediately, and act like a proper young lady!!... I will assure you that before Thanksgiving Dinner tomorrow, we will have a lot to talk about, Is that understood young lady?...."
GinaMarie stopped her sobbing and nodded. She hugged Michael and he reciprocated. "I love you GinaMarie, even though your a brat!....Now you listen to Cynthia and do whatever she says, understand?...." He looked at her and smiled and walked back into the dining room.
Cynthia stood before her charge with hands on her hips. "GinaMarie!....You need to apologize, and after this moment young lady, I expect you to automatically apologize without any further reminders. You need to apologize to me, then you will return to the dining room and apologize to our guests for your sudden departure. Do I make myself clear??...."
Gina was solemn now, but still "put-out" over her friend's treatment of her. She gave Cynthia a look of distrust and hatred. "OK, OK, I'll do it!.....(dammit)"
Cynthia grabbed her chin and made Gina look straight at her. "What was that last word Gina?...I thought I heard you say "dammit", Well did I??....Did you use profanity again?....." Gina didn't answer, but looked away.
"OK then, since you won't apologize to me right now, why don't we join our guests in the dining room and we can spank your saucy little bottom in front of them. I think they would enjoy that immensely....."
"Oh please...Oh please don't...Not that, not now, please, oh I'll be good, I promise!...But not in front of them....."
Cynthia was pleased with GinaMarie's useless pleading. This only reinforced the action that she must take to ensure Gina's shame.
She hugged Gina momentarily and then took her hand softly. Let's go Gina. It's time to be sorry for our naughty actions. She led her back into the dining room and sat down in her chair which was now deliberately moved away from the table. Looking at Gina, then her guests, she said, "This is what we do to naughty girls who misbehave".
Monica snickered, "looks like someone's gonna get a spanking now".
Gina was taken across Cynthia's lap and her one hand was thrust behind her back. Cynthia held her wrist tightly to prevent the girl from trying to cover up from the paddling she was about to get. Cynthia took her long handled hairbrush and gave GinaMarie a hard smack across her already sore bottom. "OUCH", Gina cried out in pain.
Smack after hard smack, Gina's bottom cried out in pain, as Cynthia placed her blows dead center, above and below her buttocks. After twenty good hard smacks to her bottom, Cynthia stopped, if only momentarily, as Gina just continued to sob over her lap. After several minutes over Cynthia's lap, Gina broke her silence much to everyone's amusement.
"Miss Cynthia, May I return to the table and finish my dinner?..."
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Thanksgiving Trilogy -M/F, F/F - Part 6
This story contains : spanking, enema, mouthsoaping, tights punishment,
rectal temps, domestic discipline and early bedtime punishment
mail: Janice9812@my-dejanews.com
ng5210@worldnet.att.net (Nick)
Date: 1998/11/04


Charlotte told her angrily "NO!!....YOU MAY NOT, LITTLE GIRL!....After I spank you, the FIRST WORDS I want to hear out of that mouth of yours should be a sincere apology from you to me. And I also expect you to thank me for not taking your panties down in front of company. But since you didn't do either thing AND your crankiness continues, I think an early bedtime would be appropriate. All of us here need peace and quiet, so that we can have a nice conversation without disruption".
Gina stomped her heavy shoe down in defiance on the newly waxed hardwood floor. "That did it!", Cynthia thought. She pulled on Gina's silky black hair to get her undivided attention as spoke in a matronly fashion.
"Why GinaMarie I am surprised at you!!....I am also very, very sorry that you chose to disagree with me honey!..." The room became completely silent as all eyes were on Gina, who at the moment was draped across Cynthia's lap like the naughty little girl she was portraying.
Cynthia then continued. "All you had to do Gina was to ask politely if you could go to bed straight through dinner too....I seemed to have misunderstood you dear. So I want you to ask me politely as you should have right now!...."
Gina literally hated when Cynthia deliberately talked in a condescending manner to her, probably for the guest's amusement. Ashamed and humiliated, she owed Cynthia a response, so she swallowed some pride and spoke.
"I'm sorry Miss Cynthia..I...I....I..want to....go to bed....straight through dinner, OK?...." There were a few giggles and smiles on the faces of Monica and Katrina who nodded in unison to Gina's request for an early bedtime. Cynthia smacked her a few more times on her already reddened butt with her bare hand this time and released her hair.
"That's better GinaMarie!!....Now get up off my lap and wish our guests good night. Then I want you to apologize for your behavior!...."
GinaMarie tried to gain her composure and stood up. She wanted to pull down her flimsy "little girl dress", but Cynthia would have none of it.
"Now GinaMarie!..I told you time and again not to dishevel your clothes. Just keep your hands to your side and go and stand at the table and do as you were told!...." She swallowed hard because everyone was looking straight at her. "I'm sorry everyone for acting so inappropriately. I do hope you forgive me!..." Monica spoke up. "Of course Gina. It's not your fault. You always got your way, because you are a spoiled little brat. But that is going to change, isn't it??....Just look at yourself child!....Why you don't get enough sleep apparently, and that is why you are so cranky and crabby . You always did demand so much attention all the time....Now that you are getting it, you are put-out with it. Why I think you deserve going to bed early."
Gina was angry now and blurted out in a disrespectful manner, "And your a bitch!...." She spat directly into Monica's face. Monica quickly wiped herself with her dinner napkin. "Why of all the nerve!...If you were my little girl, I would wash that disrespectful potty mouth out with a bar of Ivory soap well lathered!.....
Gina placed her hand to her mouth, knowing full well that she was wrong and tried to apologize again. Cynthia turned to Monica and Katrina. "Ladies, since Gina was so disrespectful towards you, would you like to assist me in preparing her for bed"
Gina cringed, "Oh noo, please don't!....I don't want them to see me naked, oh nooooo!" She was ignored and the ladies laughed. Katrina clapped her hands and giggled enthusiastically, "Oh this should be fun!...." Then Cynthia added, Then GinaMarie you had better behave and get upstairs now so I can get you ready for bed!...." She gave thought about that new bar of Ivory Soap and smiled.
Monica snickered. "I am really surprised at your behavior Gina. My goodness, you are carrying on like a naughty little girl. It's a wonder that Michael doesn't divorce you!....(Michael looked on with a wide grin) Now I want you to listen very closely to what I have to say child!....."
Michael then nodded and looked over at Cynthia who smiled back. It was a good thing that Gina didn't see that friendly exchange.
Gina couldn't believe her ears. She felt that everyone was against her somehow. No one was listening to her. Gina considered Monica as an "obstinate bitch" and wanted to tell her a few things. Instead she went to rub her bottom, that at the moment seemed like it was on fire.....
"Do not touch yourself Gina, or you'll get a return trip over my lap with your panties and tights lowered to your knees, do you understand?..." Gina then stood still as she faced Monica for her childish scolding that she so deserved.
Monica continued, "Why it's only 12:45p.m. now!...It's such a beautiful Fall day and one that good little girls should cherish. Bad little girls like you need sleep and lots of it....Do you realize young lady that you will miss approximately eight hours of beautiful sunshine?..."
The laughter that followed could have filled a banquet hall. Katrina then added, "Will this take long??.... I am dying for that special dessert...Hmmmm strawberry shortcake!...Oh isn't that your favorite Gina??..."
That gave Cynthia another idea. "We can't have you waste dinner, just because your cranky, so I will bring it with me and you will finish every bite:.
They both nodded. The next command made Gina feel like a child, amidst the giggle and laughter.
"BEDTIME young lady, M-A-R-C-H!......" Cynthia grabbed her by the ear, in a twisting motion and marched her towards the stairs. Gina was prodded up the stairs by Cynthia, who poked her every step with her long handled hairbrush.
Gina could hear the laughter and conversation taking place in the dining room, and was very sure that she was the topic of conversation. They rounded the stairs and headed straight to the bedroom where Gina would spend the next twenty hours.
Gina was marched into her bedroom and was placed in front of the window, so she could see what she was about to miss!....
Cynthia adjusted the video camera and turned on the monitor. She placed the receiver on her belt and tested the volume. Then she stood besides Gina and looked out the window. "See what you are about to miss?..I hope it was well worth it for you!...The one day you could have stayed up late and you have ask to go to bed early. Well you'll enjoy the long sleep, I assure you....."
Then she closed the heavy curtains and blinds, blocking out the sunlight. She turned Gina to face the corner. "Don't even move a muscle young lady till I'm ready for you!...." She turned on the overhead light, and then the nightlight. She turned. She turned down the bedcovers and fluffed both pillows in the time it took to blink your eye. She was ready now to prepare her charge for her long sentence of complete silence and solitude in her bedroom.
Cynthia then sat down in the wooden chair and ordered Gina to her side. This time, she carefully peeled down both her tights and panties to her knees and took her over lap once more for a spanking. She spanked her with first the hairbrush, then her bare hand and stopped at twenty. Gina was crying like a spoiled child, as Cynthia really did her no physical harm. It was almost amusing to see her best friend punished in this effective manner. After the spanking, Cynthia mused, "Are we forgetting something GinaMarie?...."
Gina apologized as best she could. "I'm sorry Miss Cynthia and thank you for correcting my bad behavior!..."
Cynthia giggled, "OK little girl, off my lap now and sit down. Gina did so and Cynthia easily peeled off her tights and panties and removed her shoes. Then her "little girl dress" was unbuttoned and removed. Cynthia stood before her, until Gina sought permission to put her clothes away. Nodding her head, Cynthia watched her and then walked over to her closet. She brought out the fluffy pink one piece sleeper and showed it to her charge. "Isn't this a beautiful sleeper Gina dear!...Now you can keep all warm and snuggly. And the good news is that I won't have to bind your hands anymore....."
The sleeper was horrible!....Another new torment that worked so well as she was a young girl and growing up. Cynthia guided her feet into the garment after she pulled up the tight cotton panties and stopped at her knees. "OK huney, I want you to stand, so I can finish, let's go!...."
She brought the heavy garment up to Gina's shoulders and guided her arms into it. Before Gina had a chance to protest, Cynthia secured the garment from behind. Gina stared at her hands. They were covered and padded. There would be no way for her to do anything in the ridiculous outfit!....
She was helped into bed and Cynthia covered her up to her neck.
"Now go straight to sleep honey. Your very cranky and tired and need your rest. Your day of fun is over now!....If I hear any noise at all from this room, I will return and give you an enema to help you calm down. Am I clear??.. If you only had acted like a good little girl, you might have even been allowed some strawberry shortcake for dessert. Nighty-night and pleasant dreams!..."
Cynthia left the room closing and locking the door behind her. She was relieved that Cynthia didn't carry out her threat of exposing her in front of those witches and that Monica didn't get a chance to use that new bar of soap. She lay awake stewing in her anger, listening to the sounds of laughter and conversation emanating from the downstairs dining room.
She reminisced about running away and being with her friends. She dreamed about all the fun they had and her innocent love-ins with some of the male students. She was like a prisoner in her own house now and no way to escape. She had no clothes that would allow her to be presentable in public and Cynthia kept her eye on her all the time now.....
Sunday brunch went along peacefully and soon the table was cleared. The conversation mainly evolved around Gina, although many other topics were discussed. It was a very peaceful and quiet afternoon. Monica looked to Michael and smiled. "Michael dear, you and Cynthia look you are made for each other. You do know that don't you?..." Katrina giggled. "Now mother, you are embarrassing him, don't start, OK"....Michael grinned. "Oh Monica, it's not that at all. I mean I am away for long periods and Cynthia has been a big help. Gina has been very misguided and needs the type of attention that is very demanding on Cynthia. She can only start learning to be a good little wife again soon!...." Monica nodded, but realized that Gina would never grow up. She would see to that herself personally.
Katrina ate the dessert that Gina had so carefully prepared and giggled. "It's too bad Gina couldn't enjoy this dessert. It is sooo good!..MmmMmm!...."
Everyone at the table laughed. Cynthia nodded in agreement. "Yes, but that's the price naughty little girls pay when they act cranky in front of company". Cynthia kept hearing sounds over the monitor and knew that she would have to address Gina's discipline soon. She would not be ready for what she was in store for however. She smiled to herself, knowing that Gina was tossing and turning, fighting her early bedtime.
"Well I'm glad you enjoyed dessert!...I must excuse myself now and check in on Gina...."
As Cynthia got up, Monica spoke up. "Why don't you be a good girl Katrina and clear the table. I would like to join Cynthia, that is if you don't mind....." Cynthia shrugged. "Well she was very disrespectful towards you and if Michael doesn't mind, I think your presence might do GinaMarie some good!....".
Michael smiled and nodded in agreement.
Monica and Cynthia strolled over to the staircase and walked up the stairs. Cynthia unlocked and opened the door and the ladies proceeded to enter the bedroom. Cynthia turned on the overhead light, and Monica opened up the curtains and blinds, allowing the sunshine to fill the room completely. Gina was temporarily blinded by this action and somehow knew that more than one person was present in her room.
Cynthia sat down and looked straight at her. "You have been exceptionally naughty today GinaMarie!!..... It was never my intention to punish you in front of our guests, but you just pushed it to the limit. Since you continue to act in a childish manner, then you won't mind if Monica is present to witness your punishment The proper solution for your misbehavior and dis-respect is an enema solution, extra hot and very soapy!....You will cooperate fully and take your little girl medicine OR I'll call Katrina to come upstairs too, do you understand?...."
"Not Monica!...Make her go away!....I...."
Cynthia held her finger to Gina's lips. "Out of bed and into the corner with you now!..OR I call Kristina!..What will it be GinaMarie??....
Cynthia managed to undo the trap door on Gina's jammies and marched her into the corner. Monica looked on straight at the rosy butt of GinaMarie and snickered with delight.
I'll just leave you two alone to get acquainted better, while I get Gina's medicine ready". Cynthia then excused herself and went to the bathroom. She prepared the solution very carefully to invoke serious cramping and to be effective in cleaning out her bowels thoroughly. She used epsom salts, liquid Ivory soap, a small amount of lemon juice and some castor oil. Once mixed with warm water, the solution was milky white. She poured the contents into the clear enema bag with a capacity of two and one half quarts and attached the tubing.
The bag was attached to a portable stand and she gathered the rubber sheet and cotton towel, before returning to the room. The bedding was spread out and she attached the bardex catheter to the tubing and placed on plastic gloves. "OK little girl, it's cleaning time!...."
Gina shuddered. "please no I hate enemas!.."
Gina was sniffling and shaking. She did not want this treatment. She hated enemas and Cynthia knew it!....She repeated herself to no avail.
"I hate them!..."
Cynthia smiled. "I know sweetums, but it's for your own good!...Now lay down on the bed this instant".
Cynthia "teased" Gina "deliberately" to raise her temperature and to drive home a valid point.
"Well Gina, you missed a great dessert and it was so good, I can still taste it, MmmMmmm..." Gina remembered the strawberry shortcake and could almost taste it herself and was enraged that she was not allowed any at all!.... Cynthia knew her all too well!....
"There, there, there Gina. Very shortly you can go back to sleep. This time I'll give you something to help you along, since your so cranky and defiant. But now we have to get you cleaned out thoroughly". Cynthia rubbed Gina's tummy and added, "You must be very full from dinner I think.....".
Monica watched with endless enthusiasm as Cynthia placed the greased nozzle up to her precious ass cheeks. She put on her latex gloves and applied a generous amount of Vaseline to her index finger. Taking at least three fingers, she inserted them into Gina's tight anus. Her one hand made sure her cheeks were spread extra wide for their insertion. She inserted her fingers as deeply as she could and made sure plenty of lubricant was well up inside of her. She deliberately prolonged this process to irritate Gina and then withdrew to begin the enema.
She placed the fluted tip near her rectum and it inserted without much difficulty. The balloons made a popping noise as they went in place. Gina moaned at this intrusion for it was more embarrassing than painful and Cynthia knew it!.... Next Cynthia began entering air into the balloons, sealing her rectum against any leakage. Then the clamp was released. The milky white solution made it's way down the long slender tubing with a gurgle and into GinaMarie's naughty bowels. She moaned as her tummy filled up quickly and the cramps began. Cynthia giggled. "No pain, no gain Gina!...There just cramps my dear. Just remember it's all for your own good!...."
Cynthia rubbed her back and tummy. She wanted the medication to travel to all parts of her system, in order to ensure a thorough cleansing.
Gina had a chilling thought, despite the severe cramping and desire to expel the enema. "What if Cynthia left the monitor on downstairs so that her evil daughter and husband Michael could tune into. Worse yet!...the video monitor!!...." Luckily for Gina, Cynthia had not given that a thought, but you would never had known it, for there was much laughter and conversation taking place downstairs.
Once the medication was delivered, Gina had to remain on the bed face down for twenty minutes, so that the solution could be effective in vacating her bowels completely. She begged and pleaded to be allowed up like a little girl, only to have Cynthia calm her down. Monica sat there with arms folded and was having a ball. She spoke up as Gina fidgeted from the severe cramps and her bloated stomach.
"It's about time that girl got an enema!....Lord knows she has needed one for years. Thank you Cynthia for the show. It was great!...."
Cynthia nodded and unplugged the attachment from the tubing and helped GinaMarie up and stood her before Monica. She knew Monica was due another apology and looked at her with a tear stained face and red eyes.
"I'm sorry Monica!...I deserve this enema and I hope you forgive me!..." Monica smiled. "Of course I do Gina, of course I do!...."
Cynthia nodded to Monica and she left the room and went back downstairs. Cynthia helped Gina to the bathroom with specific instructions.
"I will set this timer for five minutes young lady. Any longer than that and I'll place that naughty little bottom of yours into one of these!...." She held up a Depends disposable diaper. She bought a package of those just in case. Luckily for Gina, she completed her business in record time and Cynthia was there to escort her back into the bedroom. As Gina stood and before the trap door was closed, Cynthia unwrapped a suppository and inserted it deeply into Gina's rectum.
Monica had returned from her trip downstairs and already had the bottle in the warmer. The trap door was secured once more and Gina was made to sit in her wooden punishment chair. The bottle top was screwed on and once again, Cynthia checked the temperature. She held it to Gina's lips.
It was almost 2:00p.m. now, and Gina was making gurgling sounds as the last of the bottle was consumed.
"Gina, you may come in the bathroom with me now!...."
Gina was puzzled, but followed Cynthia to the bathroom where Monica stood waiting for her with folded arms. Gina looked at her, then saw the soap on the sink unopened.
Monica unwrapped the bar slowly as Cynthia held onto the girl's wrists from behind. She knew now that Monica was going to wash her mouth out with that soap and tried to get away. Monica ran the water and the soap became very mushy. "This is for being a brat!.....And for taking my Michael away from me!.."
She pinched Gina's nostrils tightly so that she would open her mouth good and wide and shoved the soap deeply into her mouth. She ran the soap back and forth and across her teeth, making for a very foamy and soapy mouth. Soap suds were dribbling onto the floor and Gina was fighting madly against this horrid treatment. It was minutes before Monica finished and she wiped her mouth, before handing her a glass of water to rinse. Cynthia handed her a toothbrush to get the pieces between her teeth and they watched in amusement as she tried to get the soapy taste out of her mouth as quickly as possible.
Once finished, Cynthia said, "OK It's BEDTIME!..MARCH!!!!"
Back into bed she went and Cynthia covered her back up to her neck. The ladies stood over her smiling, then Cynthia kissed her one more time, told her to be a good girl and go to sleep. Monica did the same. "Goodnight little girl. Have a pleasant sleep..."
The overhead light was tuned off Monica closed the heavy curtains and blinds for the last time and went towards the door. Before they left, they said their good-byes to Gina, who was about to spend a long time in solitude and confinement.
Gina struggled against her medication as the ladies enjoyed her predicament. "Good night Gina", said Monica. "Pleasant dreams and be silent now and get some rest", stated Cynthia. Then they left the room quietly. The door was closed and locked and the sound of footsteps faded away, as the ladies made their way back downstairs.
Michael and Katrina were deep in conversation about Katrina's education and Monica took notice of her daughter's position on the couch with legs crossed and her stiletto heels dangling precariously. Her dark band of stocking tops were partially in view as well. "She's such a tease!..", thought Monica. "Well Gina is all tucked away in her beddybye, so we can have some peace at last!..."
In the living room, the "adults" conversed in peace. They laughed and giggled about Gina's predicament. Katrina especially enjoyed seeing her spanked like a naughty schoolgirl and enjoyed her ridiculous punishment outfit. She even laughed as she said, "It sure is much quieter now that Gina is tucked away in her beddy bye!.."
"I want to thank you Michael for the lovely clothes. As you can see, Katrina is wearing one of Gina's newest outfits and her heels. You are going to save a lot of money Michael, knowing that tights are exceptionally cheap!...." Everyone had a good laugh. Monica and Katrina congratulated Michael on the use of such a effective discipline, and complimented Cynthia. Monica could not believe how demure Gina was acting. She certainly deserved her treatment.
The clock chimed at 2:15p.m.
Katrina sat at the video monitor and watched as Gina struggled with her early bed punishment. But not for long!....NO not for long!.... She giggled and laughed, for in less than five full minutes Gina fell fast asleep.
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Charlotte told her angrily "NO!!....YOU MAY NOT, LITTLE GIRL!....After I spank you, the FIRST WORDS I want to hear out of that mouth of yours should be a sincere apology from you to me. And I also expect you to thank me for not taking your panties down in front of company. But since you didn't do either thing AND your crankiness continues, I think an early bedtime would be appropriate. All of us here need peace and quiet, so that we can have a nice conversation without disruption".
Gina stomped her heavy shoe down in defiance on the newly waxed hardwood floor. "That did it!", Cynthia thought. She pulled on Gina's silky black hair to get her undivided attention as spoke in a matronly fashion.
"Why GinaMarie I am surprised at you!!....I am also very, very sorry that you chose to disagree with me honey!..." The room became completely silent as all eyes were on Gina, who at the moment was draped across Cynthia's lap like the naughty little girl she was portraying.
Cynthia then continued. "All you had to do Gina was to ask politely if you could go to bed straight through dinner too....I seemed to have misunderstood you dear. So I want you to ask me politely as you should have right now!...."
Gina literally hated when Cynthia deliberately talked in a condescending manner to her, probably for the guest's amusement. Ashamed and humiliated, she owed Cynthia a response, so she swallowed some pride and spoke.
"I'm sorry Miss Cynthia..I...I....I..want to....go to bed....straight through dinner, OK?...." There were a few giggles and smiles on the faces of Monica and Katrina who nodded in unison to Gina's request for an early bedtime. Cynthia smacked her a few more times on her already reddened butt with her bare hand this time and released her hair.
"That's better GinaMarie!!....Now get up off my lap and wish our guests good night. Then I want you to apologize for your behavior!...."
GinaMarie tried to gain her composure and stood up. She wanted to pull down her flimsy "little girl dress", but Cynthia would have none of it.
"Now GinaMarie!..I told you time and again not to dishevel your clothes. Just keep your hands to your side and go and stand at the table and do as you were told!...." She swallowed hard because everyone was looking straight at her. "I'm sorry everyone for acting so inappropriately. I do hope you forgive me!..." Monica spoke up. "Of course Gina. It's not your fault. You always got your way, because you are a spoiled little brat. But that is going to change, isn't it??....Just look at yourself child!....Why you don't get enough sleep apparently, and that is why you are so cranky and crabby . You always did demand so much attention all the time....Now that you are getting it, you are put-out with it. Why I think you deserve going to bed early."
Gina was angry now and blurted out in a disrespectful manner, "And your a bitch!...." She spat directly into Monica's face. Monica quickly wiped herself with her dinner napkin. "Why of all the nerve!...If you were my little girl, I would wash that disrespectful potty mouth out with a bar of Ivory soap well lathered!.....
Gina placed her hand to her mouth, knowing full well that she was wrong and tried to apologize again. Cynthia turned to Monica and Katrina. "Ladies, since Gina was so disrespectful towards you, would you like to assist me in preparing her for bed"
Gina cringed, "Oh noo, please don't!....I don't want them to see me naked, oh nooooo!" She was ignored and the ladies laughed. Katrina clapped her hands and giggled enthusiastically, "Oh this should be fun!...." Then Cynthia added, Then GinaMarie you had better behave and get upstairs now so I can get you ready for bed!...." She gave thought about that new bar of Ivory Soap and smiled.
Monica snickered. "I am really surprised at your behavior Gina. My goodness, you are carrying on like a naughty little girl. It's a wonder that Michael doesn't divorce you!....(Michael looked on with a wide grin) Now I want you to listen very closely to what I have to say child!....."
Michael then nodded and looked over at Cynthia who smiled back. It was a good thing that Gina didn't see that friendly exchange.
Gina couldn't believe her ears. She felt that everyone was against her somehow. No one was listening to her. Gina considered Monica as an "obstinate bitch" and wanted to tell her a few things. Instead she went to rub her bottom, that at the moment seemed like it was on fire.....
"Do not touch yourself Gina, or you'll get a return trip over my lap with your panties and tights lowered to your knees, do you understand?..." Gina then stood still as she faced Monica for her childish scolding that she so deserved.
Monica continued, "Why it's only 12:45p.m. now!...It's such a beautiful Fall day and one that good little girls should cherish. Bad little girls like you need sleep and lots of it....Do you realize young lady that you will miss approximately eight hours of beautiful sunshine?..."
The laughter that followed could have filled a banquet hall. Katrina then added, "Will this take long??.... I am dying for that special dessert...Hmmmm strawberry shortcake!...Oh isn't that your favorite Gina??..."
That gave Cynthia another idea. "We can't have you waste dinner, just because your cranky, so I will bring it with me and you will finish every bite:.
They both nodded. The next command made Gina feel like a child, amidst the giggle and laughter.
"BEDTIME young lady, M-A-R-C-H!......" Cynthia grabbed her by the ear, in a twisting motion and marched her towards the stairs. Gina was prodded up the stairs by Cynthia, who poked her every step with her long handled hairbrush.
Gina could hear the laughter and conversation taking place in the dining room, and was very sure that she was the topic of conversation. They rounded the stairs and headed straight to the bedroom where Gina would spend the next twenty hours.
Gina was marched into her bedroom and was placed in front of the window, so she could see what she was about to miss!....
Cynthia adjusted the video camera and turned on the monitor. She placed the receiver on her belt and tested the volume. Then she stood besides Gina and looked out the window. "See what you are about to miss?..I hope it was well worth it for you!...The one day you could have stayed up late and you have ask to go to bed early. Well you'll enjoy the long sleep, I assure you....."
Then she closed the heavy curtains and blinds, blocking out the sunlight. She turned Gina to face the corner. "Don't even move a muscle young lady till I'm ready for you!...." She turned on the overhead light, and then the nightlight. She turned. She turned down the bedcovers and fluffed both pillows in the time it took to blink your eye. She was ready now to prepare her charge for her long sentence of complete silence and solitude in her bedroom.
Cynthia then sat down in the wooden chair and ordered Gina to her side. This time, she carefully peeled down both her tights and panties to her knees and took her over lap once more for a spanking. She spanked her with first the hairbrush, then her bare hand and stopped at twenty. Gina was crying like a spoiled child, as Cynthia really did her no physical harm. It was almost amusing to see her best friend punished in this effective manner. After the spanking, Cynthia mused, "Are we forgetting something GinaMarie?...."
Gina apologized as best she could. "I'm sorry Miss Cynthia and thank you for correcting my bad behavior!..."
Cynthia giggled, "OK little girl, off my lap now and sit down. Gina did so and Cynthia easily peeled off her tights and panties and removed her shoes. Then her "little girl dress" was unbuttoned and removed. Cynthia stood before her, until Gina sought permission to put her clothes away. Nodding her head, Cynthia watched her and then walked over to her closet. She brought out the fluffy pink one piece sleeper and showed it to her charge. "Isn't this a beautiful sleeper Gina dear!...Now you can keep all warm and snuggly. And the good news is that I won't have to bind your hands anymore....."
The sleeper was horrible!....Another new torment that worked so well as she was a young girl and growing up. Cynthia guided her feet into the garment after she pulled up the tight cotton panties and stopped at her knees. "OK huney, I want you to stand, so I can finish, let's go!...."
She brought the heavy garment up to Gina's shoulders and guided her arms into it. Before Gina had a chance to protest, Cynthia secured the garment from behind. Gina stared at her hands. They were covered and padded. There would be no way for her to do anything in the ridiculous outfit!....
She was helped into bed and Cynthia covered her up to her neck.
"Now go straight to sleep honey. Your very cranky and tired and need your rest. Your day of fun is over now!....If I hear any noise at all from this room, I will return and give you an enema to help you calm down. Am I clear??.. If you only had acted like a good little girl, you might have even been allowed some strawberry shortcake for dessert. Nighty-night and pleasant dreams!..."
Cynthia left the room closing and locking the door behind her. She was relieved that Cynthia didn't carry out her threat of exposing her in front of those witches and that Monica didn't get a chance to use that new bar of soap. She lay awake stewing in her anger, listening to the sounds of laughter and conversation emanating from the downstairs dining room.
She reminisced about running away and being with her friends. She dreamed about all the fun they had and her innocent love-ins with some of the male students. She was like a prisoner in her own house now and no way to escape. She had no clothes that would allow her to be presentable in public and Cynthia kept her eye on her all the time now.....
Sunday brunch went along peacefully and soon the table was cleared. The conversation mainly evolved around Gina, although many other topics were discussed. It was a very peaceful and quiet afternoon. Monica looked to Michael and smiled. "Michael dear, you and Cynthia look you are made for each other. You do know that don't you?..." Katrina giggled. "Now mother, you are embarrassing him, don't start, OK"....Michael grinned. "Oh Monica, it's not that at all. I mean I am away for long periods and Cynthia has been a big help. Gina has been very misguided and needs the type of attention that is very demanding on Cynthia. She can only start learning to be a good little wife again soon!...." Monica nodded, but realized that Gina would never grow up. She would see to that herself personally.
Katrina ate the dessert that Gina had so carefully prepared and giggled. "It's too bad Gina couldn't enjoy this dessert. It is sooo good!..MmmMmm!...."
Everyone at the table laughed. Cynthia nodded in agreement. "Yes, but that's the price naughty little girls pay when they act cranky in front of company". Cynthia kept hearing sounds over the monitor and knew that she would have to address Gina's discipline soon. She would not be ready for what she was in store for however. She smiled to herself, knowing that Gina was tossing and turning, fighting her early bedtime.
"Well I'm glad you enjoyed dessert!...I must excuse myself now and check in on Gina...."
As Cynthia got up, Monica spoke up. "Why don't you be a good girl Katrina and clear the table. I would like to join Cynthia, that is if you don't mind....." Cynthia shrugged. "Well she was very disrespectful towards you and if Michael doesn't mind, I think your presence might do GinaMarie some good!....".
Michael smiled and nodded in agreement.
Monica and Cynthia strolled over to the staircase and walked up the stairs. Cynthia unlocked and opened the door and the ladies proceeded to enter the bedroom. Cynthia turned on the overhead light, and Monica opened up the curtains and blinds, allowing the sunshine to fill the room completely. Gina was temporarily blinded by this action and somehow knew that more than one person was present in her room.
Cynthia sat down and looked straight at her. "You have been exceptionally naughty today GinaMarie!!..... It was never my intention to punish you in front of our guests, but you just pushed it to the limit. Since you continue to act in a childish manner, then you won't mind if Monica is present to witness your punishment The proper solution for your misbehavior and dis-respect is an enema solution, extra hot and very soapy!....You will cooperate fully and take your little girl medicine OR I'll call Katrina to come upstairs too, do you understand?...."
"Not Monica!...Make her go away!....I...."
Cynthia held her finger to Gina's lips. "Out of bed and into the corner with you now!..OR I call Kristina!..What will it be GinaMarie??....
Cynthia managed to undo the trap door on Gina's jammies and marched her into the corner. Monica looked on straight at the rosy butt of GinaMarie and snickered with delight.
I'll just leave you two alone to get acquainted better, while I get Gina's medicine ready". Cynthia then excused herself and went to the bathroom. She prepared the solution very carefully to invoke serious cramping and to be effective in cleaning out her bowels thoroughly. She used epsom salts, liquid Ivory soap, a small amount of lemon juice and some castor oil. Once mixed with warm water, the solution was milky white. She poured the contents into the clear enema bag with a capacity of two and one half quarts and attached the tubing.
The bag was attached to a portable stand and she gathered the rubber sheet and cotton towel, before returning to the room. The bedding was spread out and she attached the bardex catheter to the tubing and placed on plastic gloves. "OK little girl, it's cleaning time!...."
Gina shuddered. "please no I hate enemas!.."
Gina was sniffling and shaking. She did not want this treatment. She hated enemas and Cynthia knew it!....She repeated herself to no avail.
"I hate them!..."
Cynthia smiled. "I know sweetums, but it's for your own good!...Now lay down on the bed this instant".
Cynthia "teased" Gina "deliberately" to raise her temperature and to drive home a valid point.
"Well Gina, you missed a great dessert and it was so good, I can still taste it, MmmMmmm..." Gina remembered the strawberry shortcake and could almost taste it herself and was enraged that she was not allowed any at all!.... Cynthia knew her all too well!....
"There, there, there Gina. Very shortly you can go back to sleep. This time I'll give you something to help you along, since your so cranky and defiant. But now we have to get you cleaned out thoroughly". Cynthia rubbed Gina's tummy and added, "You must be very full from dinner I think.....".
Monica watched with endless enthusiasm as Cynthia placed the greased nozzle up to her precious ass cheeks. She put on her latex gloves and applied a generous amount of Vaseline to her index finger. Taking at least three fingers, she inserted them into Gina's tight anus. Her one hand made sure her cheeks were spread extra wide for their insertion. She inserted her fingers as deeply as she could and made sure plenty of lubricant was well up inside of her. She deliberately prolonged this process to irritate Gina and then withdrew to begin the enema.
She placed the fluted tip near her rectum and it inserted without much difficulty. The balloons made a popping noise as they went in place. Gina moaned at this intrusion for it was more embarrassing than painful and Cynthia knew it!.... Next Cynthia began entering air into the balloons, sealing her rectum against any leakage. Then the clamp was released. The milky white solution made it's way down the long slender tubing with a gurgle and into GinaMarie's naughty bowels. She moaned as her tummy filled up quickly and the cramps began. Cynthia giggled. "No pain, no gain Gina!...There just cramps my dear. Just remember it's all for your own good!...."
Cynthia rubbed her back and tummy. She wanted the medication to travel to all parts of her system, in order to ensure a thorough cleansing.
Gina had a chilling thought, despite the severe cramping and desire to expel the enema. "What if Cynthia left the monitor on downstairs so that her evil daughter and husband Michael could tune into. Worse yet!...the video monitor!!...." Luckily for Gina, Cynthia had not given that a thought, but you would never had known it, for there was much laughter and conversation taking place downstairs.
Once the medication was delivered, Gina had to remain on the bed face down for twenty minutes, so that the solution could be effective in vacating her bowels completely. She begged and pleaded to be allowed up like a little girl, only to have Cynthia calm her down. Monica sat there with arms folded and was having a ball. She spoke up as Gina fidgeted from the severe cramps and her bloated stomach.
"It's about time that girl got an enema!....Lord knows she has needed one for years. Thank you Cynthia for the show. It was great!...."
Cynthia nodded and unplugged the attachment from the tubing and helped GinaMarie up and stood her before Monica. She knew Monica was due another apology and looked at her with a tear stained face and red eyes.
"I'm sorry Monica!...I deserve this enema and I hope you forgive me!..." Monica smiled. "Of course I do Gina, of course I do!...."
Cynthia nodded to Monica and she left the room and went back downstairs. Cynthia helped Gina to the bathroom with specific instructions.
"I will set this timer for five minutes young lady. Any longer than that and I'll place that naughty little bottom of yours into one of these!...." She held up a Depends disposable diaper. She bought a package of those just in case. Luckily for Gina, she completed her business in record time and Cynthia was there to escort her back into the bedroom. As Gina stood and before the trap door was closed, Cynthia unwrapped a suppository and inserted it deeply into Gina's rectum.
Monica had returned from her trip downstairs and already had the bottle in the warmer. The trap door was secured once more and Gina was made to sit in her wooden punishment chair. The bottle top was screwed on and once again, Cynthia checked the temperature. She held it to Gina's lips.
It was almost 2:00p.m. now, and Gina was making gurgling sounds as the last of the bottle was consumed.
"Gina, you may come in the bathroom with me now!...."
Gina was puzzled, but followed Cynthia to the bathroom where Monica stood waiting for her with folded arms. Gina looked at her, then saw the soap on the sink unopened.
Monica unwrapped the bar slowly as Cynthia held onto the girl's wrists from behind. She knew now that Monica was going to wash her mouth out with that soap and tried to get away. Monica ran the water and the soap became very mushy. "This is for being a brat!.....And for taking my Michael away from me!.."
She pinched Gina's nostrils tightly so that she would open her mouth good and wide and shoved the soap deeply into her mouth. She ran the soap back and forth and across her teeth, making for a very foamy and soapy mouth. Soap suds were dribbling onto the floor and Gina was fighting madly against this horrid treatment. It was minutes before Monica finished and she wiped her mouth, before handing her a glass of water to rinse. Cynthia handed her a toothbrush to get the pieces between her teeth and they watched in amusement as she tried to get the soapy taste out of her mouth as quickly as possible.
Once finished, Cynthia said, "OK It's BEDTIME!..MARCH!!!!"
Back into bed she went and Cynthia covered her back up to her neck. The ladies stood over her smiling, then Cynthia kissed her one more time, told her to be a good girl and go to sleep. Monica did the same. "Goodnight little girl. Have a pleasant sleep..."
The overhead light was tuned off Monica closed the heavy curtains and blinds for the last time and went towards the door. Before they left, they said their good-byes to Gina, who was about to spend a long time in solitude and confinement.
Gina struggled against her medication as the ladies enjoyed her predicament. "Good night Gina", said Monica. "Pleasant dreams and be silent now and get some rest", stated Cynthia. Then they left the room quietly. The door was closed and locked and the sound of footsteps faded away, as the ladies made their way back downstairs.
Michael and Katrina were deep in conversation about Katrina's education and Monica took notice of her daughter's position on the couch with legs crossed and her stiletto heels dangling precariously. Her dark band of stocking tops were partially in view as well. "She's such a tease!..", thought Monica. "Well Gina is all tucked away in her beddybye, so we can have some peace at last!..."
In the living room, the "adults" conversed in peace. They laughed and giggled about Gina's predicament. Katrina especially enjoyed seeing her spanked like a naughty schoolgirl and enjoyed her ridiculous punishment outfit. She even laughed as she said, "It sure is much quieter now that Gina is tucked away in her beddy bye!.."
"I want to thank you Michael for the lovely clothes. As you can see, Katrina is wearing one of Gina's newest outfits and her heels. You are going to save a lot of money Michael, knowing that tights are exceptionally cheap!...." Everyone had a good laugh. Monica and Katrina congratulated Michael on the use of such a effective discipline, and complimented Cynthia. Monica could not believe how demure Gina was acting. She certainly deserved her treatment.
The clock chimed at 2:15p.m.
Katrina sat at the video monitor and watched as Gina struggled with her early bed punishment. But not for long!....NO not for long!.... She giggled and laughed, for in less than five full minutes Gina fell fast asleep.
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Cynthia listened to the baby monitor closely for the telltale first sign that Gina was snoring. She looked at the second hand of her watch as it slowly crept toward the 20 second mark. Gina's breathing changed about 30 seconds ago. The first snore should come soon. Cynthia silently congratulated herself as the first light snore happened at the 18 second mark.
"Seven minutes, eighteen seconds" Cynthia quickly noted in her diary.
Cynthia smiled as she scanned the weekly listings "Sun : 8:10, Mon: 7:57, Tues : 7:50, Wed: 8:05, Thu : 7:40, Fri : 7:31" and finally "Sat: 7:18"
"That 8:05 must be a aberration. Six out of seven declining times. She is well on her way to 5 minute sleep medication threshold."
Cynthia knew the immeasurable value of exact, detailed data when making
a presentation to sell a client on her ideas. The same level of presentation she usually reserved for executives of large corporations in her earlier days would be used to convince the client she was seeking to win now. The attractive and alluring Michael DiAmbrosio.
She always believed that you should sell yourself to the client first, then the product second. If the client believed in you completely, he would believe in your product completely. And after the client believed in your product completely, the sale would take care of itself.
Cynthia opened the spreadsheet and added her latest finding. She then selected a graph type of Line Chart. "Let's compare", she thought as her agile fingers selects "Bar Chart". She studies it for several seconds and thinks to
herself, "Graph the data to the personality and style of your client". She remembers that she was taught this advice from her MBA mentors at the university .
Pondering over both charts, she further develops her thought process. "Michael : analytical, precise, exact. Definite Line Chart material." She then chooses to select he Line Chart over again and smiles to herself. She then proceeds to saves her monthly worksheet on the computer.


The medication that was administered to Gina before she was put to bed that Saturday afternoon was very powerful and thereby highly effective. Besides the prescribed suppository, Cynthia added the gel cap that contains the sleep inducing powder to Gina's baby formula to keep her quiet, asleep and compliant with her bedtime punishment straight through the night.
Gina would often fight her early bed punishment and nap times, prompting
Cynthia to use over the counter medications to force sleep time compliance. Most of the time, Gina Marie would "fight" the medication's long term sleep effects and would awake well before she was supposed to, prompting Cynthia to administer either a high volume punishment enema or a bare bottom hairbrush spanking to encourage her to cooperate and go back to sleep.
At first, she tried warm milk and then herbal tea like Sleepy time by Celeste, but those sleep inducers worked only for a short while. In order to make early bed punishment work in the long term, Cynthia searched for other effective and permanent means. Her frustration over a solution would prove to be short lived however. Cynthia was a woman, smart and resourceful and she was more than up to the challenge of her charge's sleep problem.
She searched the Internet thoroughly for answers and helpful hints. Frustrated by partially successful efforts to find the solution to force Gina to comply with her early bedtime punishment, Cynthia finally turned to a medical profession for help.
She contacted a friend who agreed to meet Gina for an medical appointment that very week. Cynthia explained her situation as honestly as possible and in return received excellent advice to deal with her sleep resistant
charge. She also carefully reviewed the medical advice on the Internet and was pleased to see that the latest medical information fully supported the physician's recommendations.
She would be required to accompany Gina to her doctor's appointment, to insure that Gina would be properly examined and diagnosed and that the dosage of medication the doctor would prescribe for her would prove correct.
Cynthia fully agreed to all of this and asked her new physician friend not to discuss any matters to Gina directly, but only in a conference to be attended by both Cynthia and herself.
Gina was told that she needed a physical examination and was completely unaware of the ulterior objective that Cynthia had in mind for the visit. She would be asked many probing questions from a nurse and have her temperature, blood pressure, weight and height checked and recorded with the highest degree of professionalism.
After a brief discussion and consultation with the physician, she was directed to go and relax in the waiting room with a kiss on her cheek from Cynthia. "I just need to talk to the doctor a moment in private, dear. Be a good girl and wait for me in the waiting room." Cynthia directed her friend. Cynthia also warned Gina with a commanding tone. "I'm warning you. Behave yourself and don't embarrass me."
Gina was cross at Cynthia's condescension of her in front of the young nurse. Cynthia dismissed her charge with a wave of her hand and Gina remained silent as she shamefully made her way back to the waiting room to await her governess' return.
The physician and Cynthia met privately in her office to discuss Gina's results, and a prescribed course of action was discussed between them and
agreed to by both parties.
The prescribed medication involved the use of both fast acting suppositories, which were the single most effective method, to be followed in quick succession by the ingestion of a gelatin capsule that she recommended to be added to warm milk. The doctor carefully explained that the gelcap, would dissolve very quickly and dispel the powdered medication into the milk, thereby aiding it's absorption into the patient's bloodstream.
The doctor assured Cynthia that the use of either method would be helpful, in that the patient would fall into a deep sleep within five to ten minutes.
The doctor went on to say that the combined effects of both methods would be required whenever the "recalcitrant child" was put down at noon time or earlier.
Cynthia explained that Gina needed her rest but went out of her way to avoid sleep at all costs. She was, in simple terms, a night owl and wanted to stay up forever, or so it seemed to her.
The doctor agreed that she was taking a proper course of action in forcing a reasonable bedtime on Gina Marie. Cynthia was therefore delighted that the solution was soon very close at hand.
Cynthia had decided from the start that she would end Gina's wild all night "life is one big party" behavior with a regular scheduled bedtime and enforced afternoon nap. Michael was already in agreement with the nap and bedtime regimen and told Cynthia if Gina ever acted up, she was to put his wife to bed anytime of the day and for as long as she felt was necessary to correct her defiance in her so ordered bedtime decree.
Cynthia agreed to return to the doctor's office for regular monthly visits to review the effectiveness of the medication and they shook hands, with Cynthia thanking her friend ever so much for her helpfulness. As a favor, she was given samples of both medications and couldn't wait to try them out on her "charge".
She knew that her physician friend would also be very impressed with the proficiency that she would display at her next monthly visit. The carefully noted and precisely timed arrival of her charge's sleep pattern would impress the doctor greatly and make it easy for her to prescribe all the sleep medication Gina would need. That is another reason why Cynthia was so careful and dutiful about the accurate recording Gina's sleep medication "nod off " time
On the way home, Cynthia would stop at the local pharmacy and fill both
prescriptions to ensure an adequate supply of medication for Gina till her next appointment with the doctor.
Cynthia went back to the waiting room to find Gina and take her straight
home. Gina was very anxious and fidgety and sitting in a very precarious position. Her jumper was so short that she had to sit on her tights and panty clad bottom on the cold vinyl chair.
She was also not very careful either as her legs often parted, allowing everyone a perfect view of her peach colored panties with red roses adorned about. Others in the waiting room were also noticing the shameful display of Gina. Some of the younger women were smirking and pointing and Cynthia felt it was Gina's way of showing her resentment at being cooped up in the waiting room for so long in her chosen outfit. She approached her charge and placed her finger under her chin.
"Well, Miss Fidgety Pants, perhaps after lunch, I should take your over my knees and give you an large enema to calm you down, hmmm. I know how upset it makes you to go to the doctor's for a checkup."
There was some muffled laugher from the people in the waiting room and Gina tried her best to get away from Cynthia. Cynthia was not to allow her charge with that naughty behavior. "OK then, Little Miss Showoff. You like to show off your underpants, do you ?" Gina looked away in total embarrassment.
"Now you will really get the chance." Turning to the receptionist in the office, she inquired "Excuse me dear, but do you have a large safety pin? I need to teach this naughty girl a well deserved lesson."
The young girl behind the desk smiled and handed a large diaper pin to her. "It is usually used for baby diapers but I think you can make it work for you as well."
"Gina Marie! Turn around right now!" Gina did so immediately for fear of more retribution from her Governess. Cynthia lifted her jumper and pinned it high on her shoulders, exposing her panties covered backside framed by her navy blue punishment tights. "When I get you home, not only will you get a full punishment enema after lunch, but you will go straight to bed for the night immediately after. Understand, Little Miss I Like to Show Off My Little Girl Panties ?"
There were some snickers and sneers and whispers abound in the waiting room. Many young women were highly amused at Cynthia's treatment of her "charge". The embarrassment that Gina suffered at their stares was evident in her rosy red cheeks, as Cynthia took notice of immediately.
"Gina, perhaps I should make the color of your sweet backside match the
color of your reddened cheeks before I put you to bed after lunch today. As you know very well by now, Gina, every time you do something naughty while out with me, there is punishment waiting for you as soon as I get you home. And in this case, it will probably be a long hard spanking with the hairbrush so you can fall asleep to the tune of a very sore bottom."
Gina did not dare talk back to her governess; she was already in enough trouble. She just wanted to get out of that office as quickly as possible and Cynthia delayed her by use of constant verbal humiliation.
Gina was deeply upset and humiliated of the announcement by her Governess of her pending punishment. There was some laughter and giggling as everyone took the opportunity to view her panty clad bottom. Young women with their sons and daughters and some older teenage boys too. Gina was then forcibly taken by Cynthia and dragged out of the office by her arm.
Gina hardly noticed the staring of the office gallery. She had only one thought on her mind. The thought that she would soon be led by Cynthia to the bathroom for her punishment enema right after lunch. And be put to bed in her bondage sleeper till morning. With a likely very sore bottom plaguing her all night.
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Saturday afternoon went by quietly for a change without Gina having one of her infamous childish tantrums. Monica, Katrina, Michael and Cynthia enjoyed their conversation and the fresh gourmet coffee . About mid afternoon, everyone began to feel hungry and the topic quickly changed towards food. All were in favor of a "very light" meal and some more of that delicious strawberry shortcake, followed by some Cappuccino.
Cynthia checked the monitor and was pleased to see Gina resting comfortably. She zoomed in on her face and saw that Gina had cried herself to sleep, as evidence of tears was present.
"She deserved to shed each and every one of those teardrops for the very
unladylike way she acted today. I think for now on I will carry a wooden hairbrush in my purse at all times, in case my dear Gina needs her bottom "brushed" by me while we are out. If I had one with me today, I definitely would have taken into the doctor's bathroom for a preview of her home hairbrush punishment. Well at least one good thing came out of all of this. She could sure use the extra sleep minutes to help soothe her stinging bottom." Cynthia thought, as she turned off the video display.
Cynthia had a difficult time understanding why Gina continued her errant behavior. She obviously resented Cynthia as her "governess" a great deal; resulting in behavior that got her much punishment "time outs" such as the one she was suffering right now. As Gina's misbehavior increased, so did her punishment. It was that simple!
"Well Gina Marie", she thought. "Sunday will be a very long and trying day for you. You had better be on your very best behavior by my standards or risk more of the same". She smiled at that thought and returned to the company of her guests and Gina's husband, Michael.
Cynthia stared out at the window quickly and thought it to be a very lovely day. The sun was bright and the sky was blue, despite the fact it was late November. It was starting to get chilly out as an occasional wind danced through the trees and bushes, reminding her that winter was not very far off. It was truly a beautiful day to be savored and enjoyed by everyone. Everyone, that is, except for Miss Gina Marie DiAmbrosia.
The conversation waned from various topics. More so, to compliment the ego of each guest, the conversation discussed their accomplishments and successes of their lives. Katrina told more about her aspirations for employment in the child care industry and the various subjects she enjoyed the most at college.
Monica told of her tales on the stage and suggested that with all the "acting (up)" that Gina Marie displayed recently, she might make an excellent actress, even though as Monica put it, "Gina would make a very good "child actress". Everyone laughed heartily in agreement with the very appropriate moniker.
Michael was always a very good listener and asked many questions of the two ladies. He also seemed to want to make sure both ladies understood the relationship between Gina and Cynthia, as it was also important for him to make sure that Monica understood that all this was being done for Gina's own good.
He often complimented Cynthia in her finesse with dealing with the control she had over his wife and the fact that she could separate her feelings of "friendship" for Gina from the very needed feeling of "disciplinarian" with her dealing with her charge.
Every time Michael complimented her and smiled at her, her heart seemed to skip a beat. "Could it be that Michael finds me attractive? Oh no, that thought is not proper. I am Gina's friend and disciplinarian, surely he ...Oh no Cynthia, stop thinking foolish thoughts..." She couldn't help but feel warm tender feelings as she often entertained friends and relatives in conjunction with Michael. Soon people would be commenting on the fine hospitality of the "hosts", Michael and Cynthia, instead of Michael and Gina!"
"Maybe every time we have guests over, Gina should be confined to bed many hours earlier. Cynthia thought. "Well not every time however. There are many friends and family that Gina had a difficult time in minding her manners in front of. These guests would view the now errant child and former haughty hostess in her "punishment tights" for errant behavior. The humiliation and shame would do her a world of good, and would certainly keep her guests amused".
Monica seemed to be in agreement with Michael, but deep down inside, she actually believed that Michael and Cynthia were becoming closer and maybe even intimate. Well at least that was what she was hoping for...
The light meal was enjoyed immensely, especially the dessert which was being devoured quickly. Cynthia laughed inside; knowing that Gina would never get to taste one morsel of her own exquisitely prepared confection.
Soon it was time to leave, although Monica acknowledged she would have liked to stay longer. Their hosts beyond their wildest dreams entertained both guests. They never expected that Gina Marie was being "controlled" so efficiently. However, Monica needed to catch a plane in the morning and visit some relatives for the holidays. It has been said that time passes by too quickly when good friends and food are shared and enjoyed. And that was true of this event.
Monica hoped for a return visit to see Gina Marie being "controlled" like a child once more. She knew that she now had a reason, and that was to convince Michael that his wayward wife would never grow up and perhaps consider marrying the much more mature, sophisticated and alluring Cynthia. Monica snickered to herself. "This would be just like a soap opera, perhaps even inspire a new series, hmm...good idea!" thought Monica. "The total control of an errant wife, would definitely be the culmination of a long sought after dream. Sweet revenge on the child bride of her beloved Michael". She would use that dream to have her long awaited day in the sun.
After friendly exchanges of kisses and hugs, Monica and Katrina left for home. They both thanked Michael and Cynthia for a very fun time. Both ladies were looking forward to a return visit and very, very soon!
The dishes were left for Gina to take care of in the very early morning and Cynthia sighed with relief. The house was so quiet, you could have heard a pin drop. Michael noticed that too. It was pleasurable and immensely satisfying to have peace in his household at last.
He also used the time to satisfy an intense interest in her. He looked on as she spoke her words with clarity and brilliance. He noticed she used just the right amount of emphasis on each carefully chosen word of her presentation. No "off the cuff" remarks for her. NO WAY. She would use each word in her performance as a sculptor uses a hammer and chisel to carefully carve out each and every exquisite detail of her overall plan.


Thanksgiving Day (Sunday):
Gina woke up exhausted and stretched out her arms. She was very tired from that long slumber. After all, she was put to bed at one o'clock on Saturday afternoon and it was now close to six a.m. on Sunday. That meant she was confined to bed for fifteen hours. The medication proved very effective, although there was much tossing and turning during her stay in bed. Gina was groggy and out of sorts, but was trying to wake up when she was interrupted by the door being opened. She had only one thought on her mind and that was to get dinner ready.
The turkey would have to be prepared and of course all the side dishes that would accompany such a traditional Thanksgiving feast. Gina was definitely looking forward to it. Cynthia opened her door and strolled in. She smiled down at her charge.
"Are you going to be a good little girl today? Or are you planning to be a brat like yesterday, Gina Marie? If that is route you plan on taking today, you might as well not get out of that bed."
Gina promised her governess that she would be a very good girl that day, yawned and stretched again. The presence of her Governess every morning was not a pleasant one for Gina. She protested to Michael all the time now that allowing Cynthia to move in was a major mistake. She just interfered with Gina's plans all the time.
Gina's resentment towards Michael was increasing too. She had words with him in private on numerous occasions and even her charms wouldn't sway him towards seeing things her way. But she was still his wife that he married for better or for worse. Well right now it was definitely worse and she found herself seeking a means of escape from her domestic situation. It was not to her liking that she couldn't have her own way.
Removing the covers, Cynthia announced her schedule. "It's time for your temperature taking, then a bubble bath. You need to get today's dinner ready and you can do that in the pajama's I will lay out for you. You can get dressed for company later".
Gina nodded and stood, allowing Cynthia to remove her bulky sleeper and drop it to the floor. She was in no mood to argue with her Governess and decided to be on her best behavior despite her true angry feelings toward her. She needed to speak to Michael one more time and try everything in her power to make him see her way of thinking.
There always seemed to be something in the way of her attempts to reach him. Perhaps Cynthia, in her infinite wisdom, had turned Michael around totally to her way of thinking. Even their lovemaking sessions decreased or stopped completely. This was for the most part due to the fact that Michael was away for longer periods of time.
After her early morning ritual and warm bath, Cynthia handed Gina a simple white cotton baby doll sleeper and matching panties to wear. This was a new outfit, as Gina did not have any cotton lingerie. She put the garments on and then Cynthia handed her a pair of foot socks and they left the room for downstairs.
Michael was still asleep as the two made their way into the kitchen. Gina proceeded to make some coffee for Cynthia and her oatmeal. She felt strange and uncomfortable dressed in her new cotton nighty and panties. Cotton was never her fabric of choice and Cynthia very well knew it! Gina always felt that cotton was scratchy and itchy and most importantly, USED MOSTLY BY CHILDREN. A fact that did not escape Gina's notice. She didn't want Cynthia to see her dissatisfaction less her governess comes up with more cotton garments for her to wear.
Cynthia watched the proceedings cautiously and sat down to read the newspaper and enjoy the nice cup of coffee her charge prepared for her.
Gina sat down and ate her oatmeal in silence. Cynthia grinned to herself, wondering how Gina would react to her special guests this day.
Her mother Rose was coming and so was her sixteen year old sister, Angela. The two sisters had never been close and it would prove to be a difficult meeting for Gina, as she would have to make a very good attempt to get along with her younger sibling, even for the limited time of their visit.
Other guests that day included Gina's Aunt Marie and her son Anthony. Gina was never that close to her aunt either and absolutely despised her mischievous 12-year-old son. This boy was pure trouble and when Gina used to baby-sit him, the boy would act up all night from the moment his parents left till she wrestled him to sleep. This would be a very trying combination of guests for Gina to handle indeed.
Perhaps it was a case of bad blood or simply Gina's hostile personality, but Cynthia knew that Gina's arrogance and bad attitude towards her family needed major improvement, and this gave Cynthia even more resolve to transform Gina into a nicer, more family oriented person.
All of the adult guests were informed of Gina's home situation to varying degrees in order to assure her humiliation to the fullest. Cynthia correctly felt that there was no point served in humiliating Gina in front of someone who was not totally prepared or would be offended by Gina's unusual family situation.
And, Cynthia correctly stated to Michael, that if Gina's display humiliation was found to be beneficial on family and friends, then others should be allowed to witness Gina under little girl display punishment. In fact, Gina's mother Rose felt her friends should see her daughter taken down a peg or two for her impertinent behavior towards her in the past. Once attired in punishment tights, Gina was a changed person, and Cynthia felt that the humiliation was finally doing her some good.
Gina prepared the turkey and many of the side dishes immediately after breakfast. The aroma of the prepared foods was so much better than that awful oatmeal and infant formula, and she savored every breath of the culinary air that surrounding the delicious meal.
Cynthia allowed Gina some brown sugar on her oatmeal breakfast, but she was still forced to drink infant formula in her breakfast cup. As always, was found by her to be horrid tasting and not at all satisfying.
Cynthia nodded and smiled. "All done with your breakfast, Gina? I will be checking and you definitely would not want me to find your bowl anything less than spotless ."
"Yes Miss Cynthia, I am finished. Here is the bowl for you to check." as Gina handed her breakfast bowl to her governess.
"Very good dear. You ate all your oatmeal and finished your formula like a good girl. Let's get you upstairs and get you ready now. Our guests are due to arrive soon and we want to be ready to meet them and enjoy a lovely day together"
They went back upstairs and into Gina's bedroom. Cynthia turned to Gina and said "I expect you to be on your best behavior today, little miss, so Michael and I agreed on an exception to your regular clothing discipline. You will be allowed a jumper of soft velvet with a white blouse beneath. You will wear tights however and some new shoes that I think you will like a great deal!" In her heart, Cynthia was more than a bit cynical about Gina loving the shoes and couldn't wait to see Gina's reaction to them..
Cynthia left the room and returned with the clothes that she chose for Gina to wear. She helped Gina remove her panties and nighty, then helped her put on a chemise. She watched as Gina slid into the powder blue panties with a complimenting darker shade of blue Carnations adorning it all over and green lace around the leg bands and waist.
"They are very pretty panties" thought Cynthia. "Almost too pretty to be hidden beneath a jumper." "OK Gina" Cynthia then said "Sit and I'll get your pretty tights on!"
Gina sat on the bed and her navy blue tights were rolled up next. Ordered to stand, Cynthia pulled them up and over her buttocks and made sure the seam was straight and they were properly fitted. The blouse was a simple white silk garment with some frilly lace about that was buttoned from behind.
Cynthia did that chore, while Gina slowly seethed, for she was not allowed to wear a bra. Much to Gina's chagrin, Cynthia picked up a jumper made of deep blue crushed velvet and a half-slip. Gina was helped into these garments, but quickly noticed that the dress ended about eight inches above her knees.
She would have to be extra careful when bending over or walking up stairs. In addition, she would not have any material to sit on, and the skimpy clothing would force her to be much more aware of her almost unprotected modesty, as Cynthia fully intended for this very special day.
Cynthia eyed up her charge from head to toe and was pleased at what she saw. "Very nice Gina! Now let's get you made up, shall we??...."
Gina was surprised again. Usually Cynthia did not allow her to wear any makeup. Cynthia applied some blush and a faint outline of blue eye shadow. Then she brushed in the lip-gloss and liner. And a bright pink shade of nail polish for each of her fingernails. Very suitable makeup, considering it was a typical amount for a little girl.
Her hair was brushed with measured strokes, and Cynthia remembered how Michael grew angry on the amount of money that Gina would spend on her hair. Perhaps another item in Gina's life that Cynthia would be required to change.
"OK little girl, let's get your new shoes on, then its time to go down and wait for our guests. Remember to be extra polite and greet everyone equally. You will not show any attitude or anger toward anyone, is that clear?
Gina looked at Cynthia and resented being spoken to like that. But good sense told her how to reply to the question "Yes, Miss Cynthia! I will be on my best behavior all day today."
"You better be, if you and your bottom know what is good for you" Cynthia firmly replied.
The shoes that Cynthia then removed from the box were not typical platform tie shoes that Gina was made to wear as of late. Her eyes bulged as she saw the shoes. They were platform style, but with thick heels at least four and a half inches high. The toes were rounded and they looked like oversized Mary-Jane type shoe with even a strap across the instep. The anger in Gina rose quickly. She did not want to wear those terrible looking shoes!
She used to wear stiletto heels for Michael, but stopped as she started going to college and got used to lower heels. No way was she going to wear four and a half inch monsters.
Cynthia sensed Gina's dissatisfaction with her footwear choice and smiled. She easily slid the shoes on Gina's feet and secured the strap around Gina's ankle. "Now aren't these just lovely Gina? Michael himself picked them out for you. Oh that husband of yours is so thoughtful!"
Gina stewed as she studied the unflattering look of the shoes. "Yes Cynthia, very thoughtful, as in what was he thinking?"
Cynthia knew that Gina would resent her new shoes. She thought that it would be a very beneficial part of her training to get her used to high heels once again. When she had suggested this to Michael, he was overjoyed!
"Court Shoes", as they were called, were often worn by young female debutantes in society to train them to be proper ladies, and Gina certainly needed some training in the fine social graces.
"During these such long and arduous training sessions, the young woman were taught to take small mincing steps in the heels and was aided by what was referred to as "lady trainers". Velvet cuffs were placed around the ankles and connected by a small leash of at least twelve inches to aid in their training. Sometimes these "trainers" were kept on for longer periods if the young lady did not properly respond to the training to make her aware that small mincing steps were to be taken when wearing high heeled shoes.
Cynthia smiled to herself, as she had already hidden away the Velcro strap and would start Gina on a program very soon. Meanwhile, she would be there to remind her "charge" to walk properly as a little lady or else!
Gina was helped up and still had a difficult time getting accustomed to her new shoes. She looked at her "governess" with resentment. "Surely you don't expect me to wear these shoes all day?"
Cynthia nodded. "Michael made the decision on your footwear for today and I fully support him. You will walk properly as a lady at all times or I'll administer some public punishment to you in front of our guests. I think your mother would approve of that logic, don't you think?"
Gina was not the least bit amused, but decided to cooperate, less Cynthia would put her in her jammies for Thanksgiving Day dinner. She smiled back. "Oh that was so sweet of my dear Michael. Always picking out the highest and most uncomfortable shoes for his wife to wear. Men like such ridiculous things, don't they, Miss Cynthia?"
Cynthia smiled. "Gina, No sass now. I am warning you! Michael really loves when you wear such beautiful shoes. Don't disappoint him today, or you will upset him. And then I will have to upset you even more."
Gina was careful not to get on Cynthia's bad side this day and declined to comment anymore, less Cynthia use it as an excuse to humiliate her in front of company. The momentum of the conversation changed and it was now time for Gina to act like a proper lady, being polite and sociable.
They left for downstairs, with Gina wobbling a bit. Cynthia led the way to the living room to present her "charge" to Michael. He was in the living room reading the newspaper and put it down long enough to take a close look at his wife. "You look lovely Gina! Nice shoes! Very, very pretty!"
Gina curtseyed properly and spun around in her outfit. A glimpse of the pretty panties was put on display and Michael dropped his pipe on the floor with deliberate intent.
Gina stooped over to pick it up, forgetting to "bend properly" and her pretty rear faced Michael head on. Cynthia took the opportunity to scold her for forgetting proper manners while planting a few heaters with her hand on Gina's fully exposed bottom.
Michael meanwhile enjoyed the sight of those pretty blue and green lace edged panties and navy blue tights. He laughed at the sight of his wife's juvenile underwear like a young high school boy.
"Little Miss Gina, do I need to arrange some lessons for you on how to act as a proper young lady ? If you expose yourself in front of our guests today and embarrass us, I will be forced to remove your outer clothing so everyone can enjoy seeing you running around in your underwear, just like old times"
Gina instantly stood up and covered her butt. She was a bit embarrassed now and simply nodded at Cynthia. She did not want to be "tights punished" again.
Soon the doorbell rang. The guests had arrived. Cynthia instructed Gina to accompany her to the door to greet them. Gina's mother Rose was there with Gina's sister Angela. They looked at Gina with sheepish grins and then Mother Rose stepped forward and hugged her daughter.
"Hello Mother! Hello Miss Angela!" was Gina's polite welcome.
Angela was astonished and felt as if she had a toothache from all the sweetness that her older sister bestowed on both her mother and herself. Her sister was never this nice to anyone, but remembered that her mother told her she was to be extra polite today also.
"Well hi sis! You look really cute!"
Gina took notice of her sister's very adult looking outfit. Was that one of hers? Or an exact duplicate? And those high heels her sister wore. Hmmm. What happened to her vast array of expensive clothes that she loved so much? Her lingering thoughts were distracted by the requirement of making proper greetings to the guests on their entrance into their home.
Cynthia invited the ladies in and Gina helped with their coats. They were invited into the living room and Michael met them and invited them to have a seat. Angela couldn't help noticing the shortness or lack of material in Gina's jumper. She caught glimpses of her sister's underwear and that alone made her very amused. She knew this day would be fun after all. Angela was puzzled with the fact that her "older" sister wore such juvenile attire and knew that her curiosity would get the best of her very soon.
Minutes later, the doorbell rang again. This time, it was Aunt Marie and her son Anthony. Once again, Gina was expected to play the role as hostess and greeted them warmly. Aunt Marie looked at Gina with much surprise. The brat was actually being extra polite and nice to her. She must have had an ulterior motive, as she was skeptical of Gina's newly refined behavior.
She too noticed the schoolgirl type outfit in place of her expensive gowns that Gina so often wore in the past when entertaining guests. Anthony on the other hand also noticed how short her jumper was. He smirked at her and Gina tried not to notice, as she really and truly disliked this boy. Once all the guests were in the living room, there was a great deal of chatter and social intercourse, as well as an exchange of compliments.
Gina however had a very difficult time sitting in such a short garment. She had hoped that no one would take notice, but it was too late. The material slowly crept up to her waist, forcing her to sit on her tights and panty clad bottom. She kept her legs together as best as she could, but it was a trail she was losing fast. Cynthia smiled at her from the corner of her eye as she saw that her plan was working.
Gina also sensed that Anthony was trying to peek up her dress and tried very hard to keep her underwear from being put on display.
"Why Gina dear! I see you are wearing tights. I thought that you hated even the mention of the word my dear!" Gina's face turned red with shame.
Cynthia spoke up for her charge. "Oh yes, Mother Rose. Gina wears them all the time now. I simply cannot get her out of them any more. She just loves them too much. They keep her legs nice and warm and don't they make her look younger?"
Rose laughed. "Oh yes, younger! That reminds me of events years ago, oh dear! Do you remember Gina?"
Gina did not want to be reminded of the past. She simply turned away.
Rose sensed her feelings and knew she had pushed Gina's buttons to the limit. It wouldn't be long now before Gina would act disrespectful, and that would be dealt with!
Gina was not at all pleased with the guests that day, and came to the distinct conclusion that Cynthia had invited them to irritate her. She also knew that her mother was fond of domestic discipline; and if she knew about her treatment, Gina was very sure that she would not only approve, but would participate in her daughter's strict discipline.
Angela was never on good terms with her older sister. That was partly because Gina was thick headed and strong willed. They fought constantly and hadn't spoken to one another in several years.
Aunt Marie was another disciplinarian. She fully approved of Gina's "tights punishment" as Gina grew up, and often helped when Mother Rose sentenced Gina to an early bedtime. She even assisted in spanking Gina's behind sore with a hairbrush when she was visiting and Gina misbehaved. Gina definitely had no particular liking for this aunt.
Gina had no special feelings for Anthony either. He was not a typical boy of his age however. He was highly intelligent and often would embarrass Gina with his knowledge of world events.
Cynthia stared at the clock. "Gina, I think it's time you brought out the food".
Gina nodded, stood up and went to the kitchen. As she did so, she bent over just a little too much and Angela let out a burst of laughter at the sight of her older sister's panties. Before anyone else could notice, Gina quickly corrected herself, which caught Cynthia's attention and irritated her to a degree.
"I told her to walk mincingly and now she shows off her undies to everyone. Well I will deal with that right now!"
Cynthia excused herself and walked into the kitchen right after Gina. "Well, well Gina. Did you forget so soon how to act like a lady? I saw your indiscretion out there"
Gina tried to speak, but Cynthia covered her mouth with her hand. "Ssssh. We'll have no more of that. Would you like to satisfy your mother's wishes and walk around in just your pretty panties and tights? I can easily arrange that for you. Just keep up the behavior young lady and you will find yourself so dressed. I would think with Anthony present today that you would be extremely careful of acting inappropriately. Now get dinner ready and remember my warning. It will be my last on the subject!"
Gina felt a cold chill in her back and resumed getting the dinner items ready. She put on her apron and despite the uncomfortable feeling of her new "court shoes", she went about the task of preparing dinner. She checked the clock and it was almost noon..
Michael believed in an early Thanksgiving dinner, followed by dessert and coffee and then a light meal later for anyone who desired. The food was carried to the table and Gina knew that Michael would want the honors of carving the bird, so she placed the carving instruments on the tray and carried it into the dining room.
Once the food was on the table, Gina went back into the living room and announced that dinner was ready. Everyone stood up and marched into the dining room for a truly great feast.
Gina was a superb cook, and today she would actually savor some real food as opposed to the imposed baby food diet that lasted better than three days.
The formula she was forced to consume at every meal was making her very ill. It was so high in calories and protein that her stomach found it difficult to adjust to normal adult food. But that was all in the past now. As she ate, she felt her stomach grumbling and she started suffering severe gas pains. She began to feel very nauseous and it showed on her face.
Cynthia sensed her distress looked at her and whispered, "If your not feeling very well Gina, I could give you a thorough high colon bowel cleansing..."
Gina shook her head. She hated enemas and Cynthia knew it. The bardex treatment was almost intolerable. Once the balloons were inflated, it was impossible to expel the tormenting soapy water mixture. Furthermore, Cynthia's enemas were at least three quarts. The fact of the matter was that the more she said she hated them, the more of them she suffered!"
Everyone sat and the room quieted as Michael said grace. Then the eating began. Plates of food were being passed back and forth, as Michael carved the turkey. Gina sat rather uncomfortably, as the dress material was much too short and she was forced to sit on her pantied and tights clad bottom.
Cynthia noted her displeasure of the situation and smiled back at her.
The meal was delicious. Everyone commented on just how great Gina's cooking was. Mother Rose reminded everyone that Gina learned from the best, herself! Of course everyone was in total agreement.
By 1:30 in the early afternoon, everyone was stuffed. It was decided that everyone should go into the living room to converse and rest.
Gina asked Cynthia if she could have some computer time, and although Cynthia was reluctant to allow the privilege because of the presence of guests, decided to allow her charge a short break from the family get together.
"Only half an hour, Gina. If I have to come and get you away from the machine, you will be prohibited from using the computer for two weeks. And you will use it tomorrow to write me a five page single spaced note of apology. And you will do a punishment line 100 times on note paper."
Gina agreed, excused herself and went into the study. Angela smirked over to Anthony now. Gina was alone, the bait for their trap was taken.
Gina quickly signed on and read her mail. She sent many messages that afternoon and sat back with a smile on her face. Michael and Cynthia would be in for a big surprise soon.
She finally had some time to herself, and decided to live a little, so making sure that no one was coming, closed the door. Then she gathered up a pack of cigarettes and lit one up. She opened the window and turned on the small desk fan to blow away the incriminating smoky evidence of her crime. She was totally relaxed now, as smoking always calmed her down. She puffed away and by the time she had her third, she grew sleepy and started to doze off.
Gina placed her butt in the ashtray and laid back in the leather recliner. She always made sure that she was very careful. If Cynthia ever found out about her smoking, she would be in deep trouble!
She was glad however that Cynthia allowed her to forgo her afternoon nap due to the occasion. This was the exception, not the rule.
Angela was only too eager to look into the study and catch her sister cat napping or doing some naughty thing and she nodded to Anthony and the cousins excused themselves from the room. Anthony slowly opened the door with Angela just behind him.
"She's asleep! She's asleep I tell you "
Angela responded back. "Well, get in there and be extra quiet."
The two miscreants entered the room and saw Gina fast asleep in the office chair. They saw the cigarette in the ashtray and grinned. Angela removed the burning butt and put it completely out. She replaced it with a hand rolled one and lit it up, puffing on it quite a few times, before putting it into the ashtray.
Anthony's curiosity got the best of him. "What's that?"
Angela smiled and nodded. "Oh, it's something that my dear sweet sister smoked all the time in college. It's marijuana! HeHe" Anthony nodded and laughed too. Gina was going to have to provide answers that she won't have.
They turned off the fan and closed the window. Angela removed the butt from the ashtray and carefully placed it on the chair next to Gina. Anthony redirected the fan towards the hallway door and turned it back on. Angela took a peek out into the hall noting that no one was coming. They knew the smoke odor would carry into the room quickly and everyone would come running into the room. The plan was flawless and it was Gina that provided the mechanism for their mischievousness.
The two quickly left the room, leaving it ajar. They returned to the living room as if everything was fine. "Well did you two get your breath of fresh air?" asked Aunt Marie.
"Oh yes!" responded Anthony. "There's quite a breeze and it was so refreshing" Angela smirked. "Oh the air was very different here and yes, it is so refreshing!"
Cynthia had a keen sense of smell and she thought she had smelled smoke. There was a misty cloud emanating from the hallway. She excused herself and went to the hallway. By then the smoke detector went into alarm and everyone came running into the hallway to see what Cynthia had already observed.
There was Gina leaned back in the chair with her shoes on Michael's good oak desk asleep and smoke in the air. Upon close inspection, Cynthia saw a butt in the chair that had burned a small hole in the expensive leather seat cushion.
Michael was livid. Cynthia knew that she would have to respond quickly or Gina would be in for a fate worse than anything she could possibly dish out. She shook Gina forcefully. "GINA!!!!...WAKE UP! What did you think you are doing?"
Gina awoke quickly and saw her beloved Michael and governess staring over her as well as Aunt Marie and her mother too.
She pulled Gina from the chair and Michael reached for the cigarette that had burned a small hole into his priceless chair. "What's the meaning of this, Gina?"
Gina looked downcast, surprised and apologetic. "Buuut I put the smoke in the ashtray, I did really!...I never put it on the chair. I was very careful." She tried to continue, but Michael stopped her cold. Gina looked about and noticed that the pack was missing from the desktop. She knew very well that she placed it there. Her thoughts were interrupted by Michael's stern voice.
"You know how I feel about smoking Gina. It's very bad for your health. It makes the house smell awful and it ruins your teeth". Disgusted and angry, Michael turned to Cynthia for resolution. "Cynthia please handle this now!"
Then the angry husband of the child bride handed her the damning evidence and walked away. Cynthia put the butt to her lips and her eyes bulged. This was not a simple cigarette. Now she had a reason to be very angry at Gina too.
She took Gina by the hand and sat her down on the couch in the room. Mother Rose folded her arms and shook her head in disgust. Aunt Marie was enraged with Gina and listened as Cynthia took control of the situation.
"Gina, I want you to listen to me. You had no right to smoke. I don't even want to hear about that you left the butt in the ashtray before you dozed off. What you did was very wrong! Michael's chair is ruined now! I am amazed that you are not one bit sorry for what you did AND FURTHERMORE, you were told about the hazards of using illegal substances, or don't you remember because your brain cells are partially fogged?"
Gina interrupted her. "Bu-ut I didn't"
"SILENCE CHILD!" Cynthia looked at Rose, who seemed extremely displeased over the behavior of her daughter. "Spank her Cynthia! Right now and with the children present. If I were you, she wouldn't be able to sit for two weeks. Gina you are such a child. Poor Michael. He married a naughty baby girl! Shame on you!"
Aunt Marie chimed in. "A hard spanking right on the bare butt, Cynthia. That's the only way she will learn not to smoke. She is just one mischievous little brat"
Gina looked at Cynthia with innocence and puzzlement. "Illegal substance? Marijuana? But who? Or more like it whom? Whoa now! Angela ? Anthony? Why those little impudent brats? I ought to"
Michael went over to the door and gladly called for both Anthony and Angela to come into the study. Mother Rose nodded in agreement. It was best that the children observe Gina's humiliation and feel her shame, despite the fact that Gina was quite older and supposedly more mature. Gina was finally losing her cool.
"Did you have to call for the brats? Can't we talk about this in private? And not with my mother or aunt present. I..."
Cynthia cut her off. "NO, NO and NO! The first words out of your mouth should have been in the form of an apology. You should have said that you are very truly sorry for what you did. The next words should have been an apology to your husband and thirdly an apology to your mother and aunt for your naughtiness."
Gina tried to get a word in, but Cynthia would have none of it. She was growing tired of trying to make Gina into a polite young lady. Every time she tried, Gina would regress back to being a child all the more. She remembered Monica's comments and knew that perhaps Gina had a latent desire to be treated as a baby, not a mature young woman.
Perhaps all along, Cynthia was prescribing the wrong treatment for her charge. Babies are easier to care for and she would have more time for herself. She smiled at the thought and decided to share some of it with all present.
"GINA! You should have never used that illegal substance either. You broke the law! You promised Michael that you would never again use it and you broke your promise! Now it's too late! I will not sit here and listen to your useless apologies and childish tirade. You are a baby, Gina Marie! The only language that should emanate from that pouty mouth of yours is sweet baby prattle!"
Gina's mother and Aunt clapped their hands and yelled "BRAVO" at Cynthia's belittlement of her charge. They were in full agreement with Cynthia. Angela sat and smiled back at her "older sister" and mischievously fluttered her eyelashes at Gina. "Gaa Goo Gee Gee" she whispered so very sweetly at her sister. No one else heard Angela's belittlement of her sister but Gina.
Gina grew cross. Then Angela chimed in again. "GooGoo, GeeGee, Bawa Wawa."
Gina's resentment skyrocketed with uncontrolled emotion. She felt a stir of emotions from within. She was simply going to explode and let everyone in the room have a taste of her hot Italian temperament.
Angela began to think about Cynthia's comments. "What if Gina was given some medication or something to make her carry on like a baby? Then I wouldn't have to hear bitch at me or continue to act disrespectful. Maybe I could even baby-sit her. Hmmm I wonder...."
Cynthia then yelled at Gina "Since you made a public event out of this young lady, then I think it's only fair that you suffer the consequences in public! Stand up right now!"
Cynthia sat in a straight chair and motioned for Gina to get across her lap. Gina hesitated for several seconds. "Now Gina! Or shall I strip you nude for your punishment?"
Gina complied and Cynthia grabbed her wrist to prevent interference and began the discipline. She flipped back her jumper, exposing her dainty flowered panties and the reinforced seam of her opaque tights.
Anthony, upon entering the room, stared at his cousin's bottom as his eyes bulged from the sight.
Angela simply snickered. Mother Rose took a long handled hairbrush from her purse and handed it to Cynthia. Cynthia sat down and pulled the naughty girl across her lap. Angela spoke up, grinning profusely over this wonderful event. "May I help you with my sister's punishment, Miss Cynthia?"
She nodded back. "Yes of course. You could hold her ankles for me, so I can give her what she so rightfully deserves".
Angela held her cousin's ankles as Cynthia spanked the daylights out of Gina's bottom. Aunt Marie shook her head in agreement and smiled at mother Rose. The naughty girl was certainly getting her due now!
WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK You WHACK WHACK are WHACK WHACK WHACK really WHACK getting WHACK WHACK on WHACK WHACK WHACK my WHACK nerves Gina with your constant antics. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK We WHACK WHACK need some WHACK WHACK quiet time WHACK away WHACK from WHACK WHACK you WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK You just had to WHACK WHACK ruin WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK a good day WHACK by behaving WHACK like a naughty WHACK naughty WHACK little WHACK girl. WHACK What I think you really need is a red behind WHACK every WHACK day WHACK as a reminder WHACK WHACK to behave WHACK WHACK
You act like a baby WHACK WHACK You shall be WHACK treated like one WHACK


Cynthia stopped the spanking as Gina lay over lap, shaking and sobbing real tears. Cynthia was deeply angry with her charge. She wanted Gina to feel the consequences of her actions. "You forgot another thing Gina! WHACK WHACK. You never thanked me for letting you keep your panties on for your spanking. WHACK Perhaps I should have listened to your mother."...WHACK WHACK and stripped you bare."
Rose responded, "I will have no daughter of mine act this way. Take note Angela!"
After her spanking, she was allowed to cry and sniffle as everyone took note of her disposition. Cynthia had a firm grip on her and although she wanted to publicly strip her naked, she felt the timing was not right, especially with Anthony present.
She resumed the spanking as Gina squirmed over her lap, and gave Gina about ten additional hard smacks to her bottom. She stopped occasionally to remind Gina to apologize and then continued spanking her
"Thank you for spanking me Miss Cynthia. I deserved it. Now could you let me up and pull my dress down, please?"
Cynthia shook her head. "No and No! You have no right telling me what to do little girl. I am in charge here and you will get up and face everyone to apologize now!"
Gina did get up, and instantly smoothed out her jumper to conceal her punishment panties and everyone looked straight at her. Anthony was in amazement at what took place and seemed to be getting turned on to a degree. He was smirking and smiling very happily.
Gina gulped once, then made her public apology in a broken and soft voice. "I'm sorry everyone for this unfortunate incident. I really learned a lesson from this. I hope you forgive me. OH Please Miss Cynthia, may I have a cold drink now?"
Cynthia was at the moment very unforgiving. "No you may not! In light of this incident, did it ever occur to you that you ruined your husband's favorite and very expensive chair? You apparently have no concern at all for other people's property, Miss CrabbyPants!"
Cynthia was very angry now and refused to look back at her young friend. Everyone in the room was getting a charge out of her humiliating discipline of Gina. Cynthia smiled as she said, "It seems though that you are very tired and cranky, don't you think ladies?"
Both her mother and aunt agreed. Mother Rose added, "Pouty and cranky, lack of respect and concern, acting like a baby. Tsk. Tsk. You are in desperate need of some quiet time dear, lots of quiet time..."
Angela and Anthony were snickering. "Yeah, quiet time like she used to make me take when she baby-sat...." quipped Anthony. Angela laughed.
Gina looked on her a bit angrily, as she seemed to know what Cynthia had on her mind and fear started to build in her,
Cynthia smiled at her and continued " I have just the solution for you my dear. You need rest do you? And quiet time? Well dear, you shall have plenty of sleep today, that I will assure you! It's time now to say goodnight to your guests Gina. Your day of unequaled naughtiness is over.!...."
Gina was very displeased and her cheeks turned red with rage and shame. "Oh Nooo, not that again. Please can we discuss this, pretty please? Michael! OH NO, not that. I don't deserve to be put to bed early, I am not a child and you are embarrassing me in front of the children!"
Cynthia stopped Gina's whining cold with her hand covering Gina's mouth. "In front of the children, Gina.?" Cynthia roared at her charge. " Just what do you think you acted like today? An adult? You heard me, Gina! It's bedtime for you, young lady! No late afternoon dinner or dessert, just B-E-D! Now say goodnight to everyone right now!"
Gina was appalled! Surely Cynthia was joking. Not another early bedtime! And this time it wasn't even her fault. She knew better than to pull a stunt like that. She knew then that Angela and Anthony had a hand in this. She swallowed her pride however and apologized to the group "I'm sorry everyone for disturbing this Holiday for everyone!"
Cynthia looked at her and nodded. "And? Well? Finish the sentence young lady!"
Gina swallowed hard as she said quietly. "Good night everyone!"
The responses back were less than forgiving as both her mother and Aunt Marie agreed that lots of sleep was a justified punishment for her actions. Gina looked at her sister with disgust. "'BITCH! It was YOU that put that cigarette on the chair and....."
The slap to Gina's face came hard and fast, quickly followed by several others. "That will quite enough young lady. Making false accusations with that potty mouth again? You know what that means don't you missy?"
Gina cringed. "I'm sorry Miss Cynthia, I"
Cynthia would not listen to any more of Gina's nonsense. She grabbed the girl's ear and twisted it, forcing her to bend over in grimaced pain.
"Gina's day of fun is over now everyone. I will right back down as soon as I get her ready for bed. If you will excuse me, I have a very naughty girl to attend to and get ready for beddy byes!"
Angela couldn't resist having the last word "Nighty night, Sis! Thanks for making my day. Haha"
Gina looked upon her young sister with sincere hatred. She started to say another word and Cynthia cut her off. "One more word out of your mouth young lady and you will return back downstairs in your jammies to apologize to your sweet sister for your tantrum, NOW MARCH!"
Everyone laughed as she was led by the ear to the stairs and up to her bedroom. Michael did not even look at her. He looked at Cynthia and smiled. She handled his "childish wife" very well!
Once in the bedroom, Cynthia turned down the bedclothes and prepared a bottle of infant formula, placing it on the warmer.
Gina stood once again before the window stewing about the setup that her little sister and bratty cousin so tactfully arranged. They were both downstairs laughing their heads off at the outcome of their prank. It seemed so justified after the way in which Gina had treated them both in the past. Angela was secretly hoping that Gina would be marched back downstairs in her "little girl jammies" and made to apologize. They both had no idea where their prank would lead them. Gina's spanking took them both by surprise and after that, they both enjoyed and savored every moment of her punishment and discipline. They savored every moment of Cynthia's painful retribution on her bottom and Gina could still hear a lot of laughter emanating from downstairs.
"It wasn't fair! I was good all day. I know that I should have never had that smoke, but I'm not a child you know! Damn Angela and that boy wonder, Mr. Brains! I am not sleepy Miss Cynthia. Oh why don't you listen to me??...."
Her childish accusations and pleas went unacknowledged as Cynthia continued preparing Gina for bed. She continued her pleading and whining. "Oh why won't anyone ever listen to me? I don't want to go to bed! This is not fair I tell you, ..NOT FAIR AT ALL!!...."
Cynthia replied in a matronly tone, "Just listen to your childish whining. That's the reason you are going to bed young lady!....Always looking for someone else to blame for your childish actions. Well dear, You are cranky, ill mannered and unsociable. The sleep will do you a world of good. You need a lot of peace and quiet! Now put those hands back on top of your head, or I'll use the restraint belt this time...STAND STILL!"
Gina continued her whining and all Cynthia imagined that she heard was "Gaa Goo Gee Gee...."How sweet she would sound as a baby. My Baby!" Then as quickly as she dozed off into fantasy land, she resorted back to her governess role.
"Be careful Gina Marie or in the future I just might consider putting you to bed early in advance of our invited guests, so you can be both out of sight and out of mind".
Cynthia brought out the sleeper and turned Gina around. "I have guests to attend to, so let's get you dressed and into bed." She unbuttoned Gina's blouse and pulled off her chemise. Then she pushed Gina down onto the bed.
Gina's tights, panties and heels were quickly removed. The clothes were lying on the floor now and Gina knew what she must do. "May I please put away my clothes, Miss Cynthia?"
"Yes, If you want to be allowed to wear them in the future. And be quick about it Gina Marie!"
Gina put the clothes away and Cynthia bent her over the chair and inserted two suppositories in her bottom, making sure her charge's bedtime would prove very uncomfortable.
Gina grunted as Cynthia inserted her gloved fingers in her bottom to insure the suppositories were inserted deep enough to avoid expulsion by Gina. Cynthia deliberately forced her gloved fingers deep inside Gina's rectum to make her angry and ashamed.
Before Cynthia dressed her charge appropriately for bed, she pinched Gina's nose and shoved the dry bar of Ivory soap into her mouth. "The soap stays until I say so, Gina! Or should I say Miss Potty Mouth"
Then she pulled up the heavy sleeper and secured it from behind. "OK, into bed with you Gina! Now you can sleep all you want to and won't have to worry about getting into anymore trouble today! It's barely two o'clock now, and you should be getting sleepy now (ho-hum). I will check back on you in awhile".
She pulled the now mushy soap bar from her charges' mouth after about ten minutes of soap bar sucking, and set it down. "I'm sorry Gina, no rinsing with water. You don't have that much soap left that can hurt you anyway. Now finish your formula like a good girl"
She thrust the bottle into Gina's mouth and she drank quickly. The burning sensation of the soap was just too much and she just had to cool her mouth off. Cynthia however would not allow her a cold drink, just her sickly warm formula, which only added to her mouth soaping humiliation. The soap taste lingered, despite the warm liquid that she was forced to swallow..
In addition to both suppositories, Cynthia added several gelcaps to her formula. Gina would be asleep for a very long time. Once finished, Cynthia pulled the bottle away from Gina's mouth and covered her up to her neck. "Good night little girl. We shall discuss this incident in much, more detail tomorrow with you bare bottom over my lap. For now I expect complete silence from this room. Any noise at all and I won't hesitate to give you a good bottom cleansing with the bardex enema in front of everyone. So you had better go straight to sleep"
She kissed Gina on the forehead and closed the heavy curtains and blinds. The night light was turned on and she turned off the overhead light. She did not turn on the video monitor, but did turn on the room monitor and receiver and placed the latter on her belt. She turned to her wayward charge, "Remember now Gina. I expect peace and quiet after I leave your room from this point on! It's your bedtime now! Go to sleep! Nighty nite!"
Cynthia closed the door, locking it and walked back downstairs. It took only fifteen minutes to put Gina to bed and she was pleased that justice
had been done. The humiliation of being put to bed early in front of guests amused Cynthia very much. She was only too happy to oblige Gina, once the child started her tantrum.
Cynthia smiled at she addressed her guests. "Gina has been put to bed for the night now and Miss Potty Mouth had some soap for dessert. Now we can enjoy some coffee and our dessert."
Mother Rose spoke up. "Thank you, Cynthia for spanking my daughter. She desperately needed that spanking. It is so peaceful now. Perhaps you should not allow her any computer time for acting so irresponsibly, don't you agree??..."
Cynthia nodded. "Your right Mother Rose. Gina's computer time will be suspended for quite awhile. That will teach her a lesson or two."
Cynthia knew that due to Gina's behavior, she would require even more supervision. She would now start considering using "baby-sitters" and would
increase her direct supervision over her "charge".
Gina began her usual fight to stay awake, despite the medication's strong effect. She heard much laughter and muffled talking emanating from downstairs and knew everyone was making fun and talking about her.
She was angry and upset with the unexpected and mostly undeserved turn of events. She was humiliated and put to bed like a naughty child in front of company. She knew that Cynthia must be pleased!....
Cynthia heard her muffled whining over the monitor however and knew that Gina was going to simply be impossible for the rest of the day. She asked the group to excuse her and proceeded upstairs. The bedroom door flung open and Cynthia stood over Gina with arms folded.
"I told you I wanted silence from this room young lady! Oh what's a mother to do with a little girl that won't mind?"
Now Gina really became annoyed at that remark. "Now she thinks she's my mother? How dare she take my place as hostess beside my Michael. That BITCH!!...."
Cynthia pulled off the covers. "OK, Gina, out of bed, that's it. I've had it with you!" She pulled the now partially asleep woman from bed and removed her sleeper completely. She placed it on the bed and guiding Gina by her wrist and neck, forced her to stand in the corner.
She placed an adhesive red line above the top of her head and made her stand on tippytoes with these instructions. "Gina, you will stand up to this line. If you don't and I catch you, you'll see what will happen to you, understand?"
Gina nodded and complied though unwillingly.
Cynthia went to the bathroom and returned shortly after with her next intended humiliation. Gina heard faint footsteps and suddenly Mother Rose and Angela entered the room. Right away, the whining started. "Ooooh don't let them see me naked. Stop this now! Dammit! I...."
Cynthia smacked her behind harshly with the bristled side of the hair brush. "Shut Up Gina!...It's Humiliation Time!....Hello Mother Rose! Angela! Please be seated as I discipline my naughty little girl. It seems that she wasn't listening when I told her to be quiet after being put to bed and her potty mouth continues".
Angela laughed. This was very amusing to her indeed.
Cynthia smacked Gina's behind as she stood in the corner at least twenty times, then took her over to the straight-backed chair directly in front of her mother and young sister. Gina tried to cover her private area, but Cynthia would have none of it.
Angela smirked at her dark bush. Cynthia grabbed a tuft of pubic hair as well as the woman's wrist and forced her across her lap.
"Naughty little girls who continue to use profanity and defy their governess deserve a complete cleansing, don't you agree Mother Rose?"
"Oh yes of course. Only this time, I thank you for trying my suggested method. I'm sure Gina Marie will not like the new way at all"
Gina heard a whooshing sound as Cynthia filled the syringe with the mineral oil. She showed Gina the pink squeeze ball with the curved douche nozzle and then she spread her cheeks extra wide and inserted the enema.
She squeezed extra hard and emptied the contents into Gina's bowels. She followed with a second dose and then she inserted the device for a third time. This time the solution was extra hot soapy water and this was still followed by a fourth and final dose. Cynthia slapped Gina's behind. "Are you going to apologize now Gina?"
Gina was reluctant, but obeyed. "I'm, I'm soor...sorry Miss Cynthia. Thank you for punishing me so well. I deserve it!"
Angela nodded and said "Oh yes, you do, sister of mine!"
Mother Rose agreed as well. "Now I want you to stand and face your sister and apologize to her"
As she arose, Cynthia inserted a lubricated tampon to plug the enema torment inside her. She turned to face her sister with Cynthia's hands locked on her wrists to prevent her from covering herself.
"I'm sorry Angela for wrongly accusing you. It was my own fault for being naughty and sneaking that smoke. I hope you forgive me". The strain on Gina's face was evident, as she much rather have punched her sister in the nose.
Angela nodded her acceptance of her older sister's apology and smirked.
Cynthia then brought out a disposable diaper and with Rose's help, brought it under Gina's crotch and before securing it; Cynthia looked at Angela and nodded. She arose from her chair and picked up a bottle of pink lotion and approached her sister quickly. "This is a little reminder that you should never chastise your elders Gina Marie! This little punishment should the trick, I think!"
She poured the contents into the diaper and Gina cringed. The cream was cold and wet and very uncomfortable. The diaper was secured and it felt clammy and abusive on Gina's tender bottom that longed for satin panties and silky pantyhose. The heavy sleeper was next and Gina looked very much appalled now. Cynthia reached behind and dropped the garment's trap door and pulled out the tampon. "Now Gina you can mess your diaper to your heart's content. Oh don't worry about that cream. It will only dissolve all that nasty pubic hair and make you nice and baby like down there. Little girls don't need that anyway! Now get into bed..."
Gina was once again secured in bed and was extremely sleepy as the medication was taking full effect on her body. She started to let go into her
diapers and the eruption pleased everyone in the room. Cynthia kissed her
on the forehead and bid her good night. Mother Rose did the same. Angela
walked over and whispered, "Nighty night! Sleep tight! Don't let the bed
bugs bite, Sister Poopy Pants!"
The mineral oil was acting on her and she passed gas and started to fill
her diapers with the intended punishment solution. The ladies filed out of the room as the light was turned off and the door closed and locked. They went back downstairs laughing and talking, displeasing poor Gina who lay in bed half asleep, while pooping her naughty brains out.
And despite her eagerness to stay awake, she slowly succumbed to the medication and fell fast asleep. She had no choice but to comply now. She would lie in quiet, messy slumber for the remainder of this Thanksgiving Day and evening
Before her guests had left in the early evening, Mother Rose asked to kiss her naughty daughter goodnight. Accompanied by Cynthia, Mother Rose, Aunt Marie and Angela, they made the short trip upstairs to Gina's bedroom. Each of the ladies kissed Gina on the forehead, wishing her a good night. Gina didn't even stir and that delighted Cynthia.
Angela smirked at her "older sister". She didn't kiss her, but whispered
to her softly, "Thanks for being such a brat today. I enjoyed every moment of your childish behavior. You look so righteous in your beddybyes...Nighty night little girl brat!"
They were all satisfied with Gina's early bed punishment, especially Angela and they left the room, with Cynthia closing and locking the door one last time and escorting her guests to the door.
Michael and Cynthia sat in the living room and talked a bit about the day's events. Michael enjoyed sitting across from her, and taking in the view of her lovely nylon clad legs and five-inch stiletto heels. She was such a joy to be with being so mature and eloquent as a "hostess" was, perhaps a lot more than Gina Marie could ever be.
Michael suggested a "nightcap" drink and Cynthia obliged him. Michael turned to Cynthia and kissed her softly on the forehead, thanking her for a lovely day. Cynthia felt her heart skip a beat and smiled. Life was good after all....






Several Months Later.
As Gina fixed her breakfast, she occasionally glanced around the kitchen. She slowly proceeded to a corner of the kitchen that instantly made her feel extremely ashamed and embarrassed. This was especially true whenever guests or family visited their home for the first time. All visitors were allowed by Cynthia to visit the corner to view Gina's progress (or lack of it) detailed in the reports bound in a loose leaf binder that occupied a upper shelf on the corner wall.
Along with her progress report binder, the famous corner contained her punishment sitting stool, a large wooden hairbrush, her chore completion chart and both her weekend bedtime clocks.
The chore completion chart was a washable marker board that listed all of Gina's daily chores for the week. As she completed a chore to Cynthia's exacting specifications, Cynthia would place a star on the box beside the assigned chore. As Gina apprehensively removed the stars on her chore chart, her hand slowly moved over the row that had "Kitchen Cleanup".
It was missing the star for Monday. She then played back the events of that day in her mind, and grew more upset as she recalled the entire day's events. She vividly remembered how she had accidentally dropped some salt while she was filling up the salt shaker and in her rush to clean up the mess, missed a small spot of salt on the floor.
As her Governess came in for breakfast her slipper made a crunching noise as she stepped into the kitchen. Checking, she found evidence of Gina's mishap with the salt shaker. After hearing the whole story from the visibly shaken Gina, Cynthia told Gina that it would cost her the Kitchen Cleanup star for that day.
Gina knew what that meant. She rubbed her buttocks in sympathy when she heard Cynthia's decree that her bottom was to going to be warmed at bedtime till it was beet red and she was bawling like the infant she acted like for not properly cleaning up after her messes.
Months before when Cynthia first instituted Gina's chore chart, she explained that any missing stars for the day would mean Gina's bottom would be seeing stars from Cynthia's hairbrush at bedtime. She also informed Gina that if she had the misfortune of losing two stars for the same day, that would mean an extra long and very hard double dose of the hairbrush by Cynthia on her bare bottom. And if she lost three stars, the punishment would be an automatic hairbrush spanking followed by a long strapping of Gina's bare bottom. And she would be totally nude for the next 2 days so the evidence of her punishment could be easily seen by all members of the household, in addition to all visitors.
Gina could still remember the pain and embarrassment of that hairbrush spanking of almost a week ago. All through the long episode with the hairbrush, Cynthia constantly berated her charge through her bottom and her ears.
WHAP, WHAP. Will Gina be more... WHAP ,WHAP ,WHAP, careful in performing her duties ? WHAP, WHAP, WHAP And make sure that if she does ...WHAP, WHAP, WHAP ,WHAP , WHAP.... make a mistake, she corrects it perfectly..... WHAP, WHAP next time...... WHAP ,WHAP ,WHAP ...
Gina, from now on ....WHAP.....I want you to report to me ANY WHAP MISTAKE WHAP that you make INSTANTLY without me having to find them. WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP Because me finding them for you will cost your bottom an extra twenty strokes. Now for your twenty stroke penalty...WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP,WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP
After she finished given Gina penalty strokes and berating her, Cynthia followed up the spanking with a few more good solid smacks while giving her charge a very specific set of instructions.
"Now Gina go the broom closet (SMACK) and clean up the ENTIRE floor again. (SMACK). Instead of your one hour of TV for today and tomorrow, (SMACK) you will spend it cleaning up the entire kitchen from ceiling to floor, (SMACK) scrubbing on your hands and knees and polishing the kitchen cabinets to a nice shine. (SMACK) Oh and furthermore, place your Sunday bedtime clock at 5:40 PM. That mistake just now cost you 20 minutes of out of bed time!"
Gina fumed at her Governess. "Early bedtime again! What a ridiculous schedule! A twenty six year old mature woman being forced to go to bed at the dinner hour. Someday I'm going to put that bitch to bed early, with a nice large enema nozzle stuck in her high and mighty ass. Ugh!"
Gina's indicator of her weekend bedtime was displayed on two individual clocks that also inhabited her special corner of the kitchen. One clock was labeled in large letters "Saturday" and the other one was clearly labeled "Sunday". Both were made by Fisher Price with large numbers to make it easy for them to be read from far away. Another neat innovation that Cynthia concocted and purchased at Gina's newest shopping boutique, "Toys R Us".
Every Monday morning at breakfast, Gina was required to set both the clocks to 6:00 PM, her assigned weekend bedtime. From that rather early bedtime, for every instance of naughtiness done during the week by Gina, she was assessed a penalty time amount on either or both of her weekend bedtime clocks. The amount would be anywhere from five minutes to a whole half-hour when she was deemed downright disrespectful.
The amount of assessed time would vary according to the crime committed by Gina, Cynthia's anger at her charge's mistake, and Gina Marie's stoic acceptance of her just assigned loss of out of bed time.
As soon as Cynthia put up the bedtime clocks, Gina started whining, complaining and displaying a very childish temper tantrum. Then she stupidly called Cynthia a very unflattering name.
Cynthia, at this point, was growing really tired of Gina's verbal tirades and disrespectful behavior. She remembered one of Monica's comments that pleased her. "Perhaps it would be best since Gina Marie acts so babyish, that her only language should be sweet baby prattle. Oh if there was only a way of making that happen, sigh!"
Cynthia had decided at that point, to talk to her physician friend to seek a solution. "It would be so nice" she thought, "if there was a medication that could be given to make her babble like a six month old baby. That way, her speech would reflect the temper tantrums of the baby she acts like! But I don't think anything like that exists. HoHum!"
After hearing Gina Marie's whining outburst, Cynthia decided that a severe punishment was in order for Gina's snippy tongue and decided that she would lose 3 hours on each clock for excessive disrespect that day.
Gina was fuming, but she soon learned that when calling people nasty names and using profanity would cost her dearly!
Even several months after the initiation of the weekend bedtime clocks, Gina still has a tendency to lose at least several hours per week for her whiny and sassy mouth. So for at least the past three months, Gina found herself going to bed before four o'clock most Saturdays during the month as punishment for saying the wrong thing in a fit of anger.
Another result of Gina's early bedtimes has much more profound consequences than a loss of waking hours. And that is, if Gina is naughty enough to reach a setback time of 12:00 PM "MAGIC TIME" on a bedtime clock, she never is allowed out of bed for the entire day.
She is diapered by Cynthia in the morning and changed only by her governess every six hours. If she wets or messes her diaper while under bed punishment, she stays in her mess till Cynthia announces the next "Diaper Change Time". In addition, she is given laxatives and diuretics in her bottles to induce both frequent wetting accidents and sloppy bowel movements.
At 6:00 PM that punishment night, her assigned bedtime, Gina's bottom is cleaned and spanked with a paddle at the rate of one hairbrush smack to each cheek of her bottom for every 10 minutes of early bed punishment time that she was assessed for the week..
Gina finished with Cynthia's breakfast and stood by the kitchen door as her governess came in. She went over to Cynthia and gave her a warm hug and a kiss. She was well advised in the past that if the kiss and hug were not warm and affectionate, she could easily find herself "kissing soap" and wearing a very warmed backside, compliments of her Governess' right hand. The taste of Ivory soap was something Gina wished to avoid as much as possible, so affectionately kissing her Governess was the definite lesser of two evils.
After the kiss and hug of her former friend, Cynthia immediately stated sharply, "Stand up straight and tall, hands behind your back. I want to make sure you washed your face and combed your hair properly for me today."
Gina stood up straight and was given a long once over look by her governess. "Turn around. Let me see the back of you." Her governess said sharply.
Gina did a half turn and Cynthia looked at her hair from the back.
Cynthia mused at her charge. "Gina dear, your hair is getting a little too long for my tastes. I think you would be much more attractive in a much shorter style of haircut. I think I will make an appointment with the hair dresser for you on Saturday. But for now, let me check your hair for knots."
Cynthia grabbed Gina's hair and ran her fingernails through the silky fine hair of her charge. Cynthia was always a little envious of Gina Marie's fine mane and she knew that Gina treasured her silky tresses more than most anything in the world. It would be a significant sign of her control over Gina, to force her to cut her beautiful and well cared for locks to suit her new deputized governess. She knew she could easily get Michael would approve of the trimming, because it would eliminate the necessity of the frivolous cost of Gina's expensive and wasteful special shampoos and beauty parlor appointments.
Gina groaned "I always have had long hair, Cynthia. You know that! I will not permit you or anyone else to remove one millimeter of the length of my hair. That is just going too far. I'll talk to Michael myself. He loves my hair, so stop teasing me already!"
Cynthia answered her charge angrily "I am not teasing you, I am simply alerting you to the facts on hand. One, you have long hair and two, you have always been a brat. Now that I have assumed control over you, both of those items will be drastically changed by me in short order."
Cynthia was convinced that she must take action very soon on this issue, so she mentally noted to make an appointment for a hair style discussion with Michael at his earliest possible convenience. Cynthia held her thoughts from Gina on the subject, but moved ahead to the next topic of the day. This was a new and interesting twist that had become part of every one of Gina's breakfast meals. "Turn back around and face me again Gina!" Gina, on command, turned around to face her mistress.
Cynthia stared at her with matronly authority and said, "Now Gina, as your governess, I must check all parts of your body for cleanliness. I will start with your face and mouth. Open wide, dear!"
Gina just stammered "WHA ???"
Cynthia sternly repeated, "Open that mouth of yours NOW, Gina."
Gina still hesitated and Cynthia warned "Open it now and it remains empty. If I have to ask you again, it will be with a soap bar in my hand. And I don't think I have to tell you what I am going to do with it, do I ?"
Gina replied, "Yes, Miss Cynthia" Gina relented and opened her mouth to it's widest opening.
Cynthia was still not satisfied with her charge's cooperation of her orders. "Must I really have to threaten to punish you for you to do everything little thing I ask ?"
Gina knew what the answer must be. "No, Miss Cynthia"
Cynthia then said "If you keep this attitude up, I will not THREATEN, I will just PUNISH"
Cynthia looked carefully at the open mouth of her charge. "Did you brush your teeth all over, Gina, and did you scrape your tongue with your toothbrush like I showed you ?"
Gina warbled her words as she spoke, "Yes, Miss Cynthia!"
"Very Good, Gina! Now put this tablet in your mouth."
Gina took the tablet from Cynthia and placed it in her mouth.
Cynthia pulled a mirror out of her pocket, and began to explain it's use to Gina with a sly grin. "It is a tablet sold in stores to indicate places where children miss brushing their teeth. I figured you could use it as an aid to your proper tooth brushing."
Gina did not think that was very funny, but proceeded to chew on the tablet and opened her mouth after about thirty seconds.
Cynthia, upon careful re-examination of her charge's mouth, noted that her charge's mouth was stained red in several areas. Cynthia angrily berated her charge.
"See, you can't even brush your teeth correctly without missing spots. It's no wonder this house always has piles of dust and dirt in every room."
Cynthia inspected Gina's stained mouth for several moments and ordered her to the kitchen sink. "Since you cannot properly clean your teeth with toothpaste, maybe a good amount of soap will help to remind you to brush your teeth properly."
Gina struggled as Cynthia soaped up a toothbrush kept in the kitchen for that purpose, and forced it into Gina's mouth. As she scrubbed Gina's mouth, including her gums, teeth and tongue, she chastised her naughty charge. "Now I will clean these teeth properly for you. And if you continue not to do a proper job of teeth brushing, I will be brushing your teeth with Ivory every day for the next six months."
Gina fought her Governess' actions as best she could, but to no avail. Foamy soap bubbles began appearing and the Ivory soap dribbled down her chin. Cynthia stopped the brushing and took a coarse towel to wipe Gina's face. Gina was then given half a glass of water to rinse and she knew she had better not keep Cynthia waiting or she would forfeit that minor help too.
Cynthia then ordered "Put your head down so I could see behind your ears." As soon as Gina moved into position, Cynthia again screamed in anger at her charge. "More dirt! I don't believe you! You act like such a child sometimes, Gina."
Cynthia got a soaped dishrag and washed Gina's entire face and neck roughly. "That's it! Maybe two weeks of rough "special face washes" every 2 to 3 hours would teach you to be more careful, hmm?? Well alright then, if that is what you are obviously begging for, I will start with you on Sunday."
Cynthia then changed the topic to include another area that needed inspection. "Gina, I want you to remove your pajama top."
Gina was still embarrassed to remove her top for her former friend, but with a definite reluctance and a red shamed face did so. "Now stand still, so I can check you properly!"
She carefully ran her hands over Gina's breasts and lifted them up for a peek underneath. She then checked Gina's arms and inspected her armpits for hair growth.
"Gina, these armpits have stubble. During your bath, you will shave them."
Gina nodded in agreement of her mistress's command. "Now I want you to drop your pajama bottoms."
Gina looked at her governess in shock. This was too much! She was frozen in horror.
Cynthia moved like lightening as she sat down and grabbed her former friend over her lap. "I thought it might come to this eventually, missy!...." She said angrily as she grabbed a wooden hairbrush from Gina's punishment stool.
Gina quickly lost her pajama bottoms, as they were moved by her governess to her knee hollows in the blink of an eye. Her bare, quaking bottom was soon staring back at Cynthia.
WHACK, WHACK, WHACK.. "Your going...." WHACK, WHACK "to obey" WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK "me instantly from now on, little girl"WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, .WHACK WHACK WHACK "Is that understood?" WHACK,WHACK, WHACK, .WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK
The fire in Gina's behind was building fast and she starting begging Cynthia to cease her punishment almost immediately "Yes, Miss Cynthia. Please stop." She cried and trembled as her governess gave her smack after smack of the wooden hairbrush.
Oh how Gina hated to be spanked like a child. It made her infantile and very, very embarrassed. Not to mention how it made her poor little bottom feel. Very, very sore. And it seemed to feel that way most all the time now.
Cynthia soon up righted her charge, and made her stand before her. "Now are you going to obey my orders without hesitation next time, OR do you want an even longer lesson with Mr. Hairbrush, followed by a session with the strap?"
Gina sobbed as she warbled among Sobs. "Thank you for punishing me, Miss Cynthia. I will obey you instantly from now on. I promise!"
Cynthia said "Good!....Now that we finally understand each other. Stand up and we shall proceed where we left off, before you choose to become stubborn!"
Gina stood up in front of her governess, with her pajamas now fallen to her ankles. "Lift up those pajamas and stand up straight" Cynthia ordered Gina. Gina lifted the pajamas from down around her ankles. She winced as the light fabric touched her sore behind.
Cynthia said to her "Now we will start our bottom inspection all over again! Drop your pajama bottoms."
Gina was totally humiliated as she dropped her jammie bottoms to the floor. She stood solemnly in her juvenile underwear. Once again, Cynthia looked her over and gave her the next command. "Now drop those panties to your knees!"
Cynthia stood up and carefully bent over to carefully look at the panties of her charge. She frowned as she noticed a small yellow streak in the otherwise pristine white of the panties.
"Seems my little charge doesn't properly clean herself after she visits the toilet. Maybe several days of required panty washing by hand in the sink after each toilet visit and wearing of the still wet panties will encourage you to be more conscientious of keeping your underwear clean. We will try that next week and see if it teaches you to make a more concerned effort to keep your undergarments in pristine condition. Of course there is always a much easier alternative...."
Gina's curiosity got the best of her as she waited for Cynthia to continue. When she didn't, Gina replied, "Miss Cynthia, what alternative?..."
Cynthia smiled. "Oh, the obvious one DIAPERS, of course. And I don't think you would like that at all, Gina. But I am warning you. I am seriously considering hiring a diaper service for you. That way I won't have to worry about you staining or wetting your, well you know, dear. You will be required to use them daily as any baby would for the duration of your diaper service punishment time. So unless you prefer that alternative, your panties better be clean the next time I choose to inspect them."
Gina cringed. "Diapers??...She wants to use diapers?...on me ??? What's next??..A baby crib?? Playpen??....EWWWW!.....That's gross!...."
Cynthia smirked as she realized that she had Gina's complete attention, but moved forward changing the subject as she continued her warranted inspection process.
"Now for the last part of your new daily breakfast inspection. Bend over the table and spread those sore bottom cheeks really wide."
Gina was never more embarrassed in her life as she displayed her bottom hole for her governess. She reached behind, and spreading her ass cheeks wide, was warned by her governess to stay bent over until she was told to do otherwise. Cynthia went over to the sink and lathered up a washrag with liquid soap and moved slowly towards Gina. "Your entire bottom will be cleaned at breakfast by me every morning from now on. I will refer to it as a "Bottom Washing". So if you hear me tell you that it is "Bottom Washing Time" you know what you must do. And just for fun, I may force it on you in front of others."
Gina groaned loudly as her sore bottom was washed with the rough washrag and she couldn't help but moan through the entire process. Cynthia spent a good three minutes completely washing her charge's reddened bottom area.
"You know, Gina, in days of old, the governess often had to do this seven or eight times a day to her charges to insure their charge's cleanliness in this important area. And that didn't include after every bathroom visit. I hope I don't have to do this to you more than 5 times a day, but I will do it as often as I feel necessary to keep you absolutely clean down here."
Gina just gritted her teeth and moaned as Cynthia washed her bottom to her satisfaction. Cynthia finally finished her task and told Gina to pull up her pajamas and stand up before her once more.
Cynthia then went to kitchen drawer and pulled out a clear plastic little handbag and placed the washrag in it. "This will become part of your accessories that you will carry everyday so that your bottom washrag is always convenient for Governess Cynthia to do her duty."
Gina then escorted her governess to her seat and carefully held the chair as her mistress sat down. She carefully went to the stove and picked up her Governess' carefully prepared food and coffee.
Cynthia, as always as she started her breakfast, asked Gina about the news of the day. "Gina, what important new story is going on the world today?"
Gina said "Well, there was a major football signing....."
Cynthia said sharply "How many times have I told you that sports isn't an important news event. Sometimes you act like such an irresponsible child. What happened in the world recently that was a important event?"
Gina tried again "Well, Mobil and Exxon just announced a merger"
Cynthia said with disdain "Not really a great topic, but if that is the best you can do,then please proceed!.... "
Gina continued. "These two major corporations will now dominate the world's oil supply and distribution."
Cynthia waited a few seconds and stated sharply "AND??....."
Gina thought for several seconds and said hopefully "I don't know! I guess it is a good thing, but I don't know much about these things....."
Cynthia rebuked her charge sharply "You GUESS it is a good thing. Didn't you think about it ?"
Gina said immediately, "Yes, I did, I think!....."
Cynthia said with rising fury,"And what is your opinion ?"
Gina said fearfully, "I said that I think it is a good thing!"
Cynthia said, "For whom? The thousands it would put out of work? The less competition it will bring to the marketplace ? The millions it will make for the executives of the companies ?"
Gina backed off her stance in fear of further angering her Governess "I
guess I didn't think about it that way."
Cynthia taunted "I see! It appears that you have no idea about world politics and economy. No more intelligence or knowledge than a newborn baby might have. Are you a baby Gina?...Well?...."
Cynthia took a drink from her coffee mug, as she waited for Gina's reply. The nasty taste of the coffee hit Cynthia hard and she reacted to it violently. It made her nauseous and the burn in her mouth was pure torture. She spat out the coffee and ran to the sink as Gina laughed uncontrollably.
Cynthia meanwhile was rinsing her mouth from the horrid taste, not at all concerned with the cackle from the little girl peanut gallery. She soon started quickly to recover from her ordeal, as the rinsing removed the taste from her mouth for the moment.
She could now refocus her energies on Gina. She grabbed the cackling Gina by the shoulders and forced her to sit down in a straight backed chair.
"You little witch, Gina! I expect a full confession young lady and NOW!!!!......" Cynthia said with a fury of pent up anger.
Gina looked at her friend almost wishing that she never performed the dirty deed that would now get her a scolding and unknown punishment. She twitched with nervousness as Cynthia glared at her seeking answers. Gina finally blurted out in a little girl like voice.
"I put a little liquid soap in your coffee. Now you know what it tastes like."
Cynthia was furious. "That little bitch made me taste soap. Now she shall pay dearly and .........Hmm, that gives me a great idea...."
"Gina, get over my lap, RIGHT NOW!!!!...."
Gina knew that her bottom would pay a heavy price for tricking Cynthia, but right at the moment, it didn't seem to matter. For she won this battle and Cynthia lost! The revenge on her former friend was soothing to Gina and it's effects well worth it. The sore bottom Gina would feel would go away in time. But the feeling of beating her friend at her own game would last forever.
Gina pulled down her pajamas and panties as she was instructed, and she
proceeded to lay across over her Governess' lap. Cynthia shed her anger on Gina's derriere, without holding back one bit!
"I hope you enjoyed your little stunt, Gina! You will now get hairbrush paddling every other day for the next two weeks. Then I will wash your mouth out with liquid soap and a toothbrush at least three times per day, instead of using bar soap. Thanks for the idea, brat! Oh and we must not forget that punishment enemas will take place everyday before bedtime. And that is before I really start to think about your punishment. But for now, I want to warm up your fanny but good!"
WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK , WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK,WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK

The spanking of Gina's bottom seemed to last forever, with Gina receiving well over 50 smacks to her already red bottom. Cynthia had to stop, as her arm became sore and tired. "There must be an easier way to spank" thought Cynthia. "I wish there was such a thing as a spanking machine!...Better yet, maybe if Gina was a six month old baby in size, she would be more manageable to take care of and I wouldn't be sore administering those hearty spanks. I would just torment her as she lived a new life as an infant...Hmmmmm"
She allowed her charge up, but grabbed her arm and then escorted over to the sink. "Open up wide, Gina" Gina opened her mouth and the soap was placed in her mouth for the second time that day. "That will stay in there for two hours and then you will go over my lap again for another date with the hairbrush." Cynthia stated with matronly authority as she lead Gina to the corner in the living room.
Gina just sobbed in the corner as her bottom felt like fire. Her thought of victory over Cynthia appeared to be short lived as her bottom felt as if it were on fire!....She hurt terribly and reflected that in her childish sobbing.
"How could have been so stupid?"
With Gina crying in the corner like a child, Cynthia casually walked over to the refrigerator. The sound of the stacatto tapping of her stiletto heels and Gina's sobbing were the only sounds that could be heard. She angrily reached for the two lists on the refrigerator and raising her authoritative voice told Gina, "These are going to become punishment lists for a very naughty little girl."
Cynthia vowed at that point to make major changes to the Proper Conduct and Chore lists of her very naughty little brat.
About a hour and a half into Gina's corner time, the doorbell rang and startled her. She heard Cynthia's high heels across the hardwood floors as she made her way towards the door. Cynthia opened the door and there stood the mail person smiling and looking very cheerful. She was about her age, thought Cynthia and very pretty. Then the young lady announced. "Good morning ma'am! I have a special delivery package for a Miss Gina DiAmbrosia!"
Cynthia smiled back. "Yes, of course! I've been expecting you. Please come in, won't you??....I will go get her for you!"
Cynthia then walked back towards the living room and grabbed Gina by the arm. Gina knew that she was about to be shamed again and was reluctant to obey. Cynthia tugged at her and pulled her behind her, like a mother to her naughty daughter.
"You have someone who wants to meet you dear! Let's not keep the young lady waiting." Cynthia growled at the naughty Gina and proceeded to give her several hard right hands on the cheeks of her slightly recovered bottom.
Gina balked. "Bu..bu..but I don't have any pants on Miss Cynthia. I'm naked below. Don't do this to me, please don't! Oh nooo...."
"The recalcitrant child acting appropriate for her age", thought Cynthia as she let out a laugh at Gina's childishness. A few more solid smacks to Gina's bottom and Cynthia soon found herself escorting the still bare bottomed girl to the door to meet the post woman. The feeling of the air blowing by her naked botom was annoying and dis heartening to Gina. She pulled and resisted the march to another humiliating meeting and whimpered all the more. They entered the entryway and Gina tried to cower behind Cynthia. Cynthia pulled her arond to face the postwoman, holding a large tuft of her hair, making her look staright at her.
Cynthia enjoyed the look of shock on the post woman, and in a soothing voice, explained, "Here's my "daughter" that you were looking for. Gina was a very naughty little girl today and had to have her buns toasted by me right after breakfast. She was doing her continued penance by standing bare bottomed in the corner right up until now."
The young postal worker smiled, after she got over her initial shock of seeing the haughty Gina Marie standing before her naked from the waist down. She was amused at the naughty woman's shame. "I see!.....Well I am pretty sure then that she fully deserved whatever punishment you gave her."
Cynthia ordered Gina to turn around. "Show the nice post woman your red bottom, Gina!...."
Gina slowly turned, with help, to expose her red derriere to the post woman. "You have a nice shine on that bottom of yours, little Miss Gina." The post woman told Gina. "That reminds me of what I do to my seven year old whenever she decides to annoy me."
Cynthia continued. "Gina's ability to sit comfortably is lost by her naughty actions on a fairly regular basis. It seems she simply cannot go for very long without a well deserved trip across her Governess's lap. But, unfortunately for her, her red bottom is not the end of her punishment. Very shortly, she will get an large enema for me and miss the rest of this beautiful day by being put to bed for the night in baby diapers and her sleeper."
The postwoman just stared at the bare bottomed Gina and smirked. "Really?....Beddybyes for being naughty? Oh that is just too precious. I'll have to try that on my daughter. I'll bet you'll have a nice quiet day then....."
The postwoman deliberately took notice of Gina's pubic area and stared at her privates, devoid of hair and looking very babyish. Cynthia noticed the post woman staring and said "Gina is required by me to keep herself totally hairless just like the little girl she portarys, to make up for earlier naughtiness."
The post woman nodded. "Yes, I see!....And if I might be so bold, (Cynthia nodded), The drug store has a new depilatory cream that will ensure tht new look for six months or more....."
Cynthia laughed. "Well I guess we'll be going to the store to get some of that cream. Sounds great!...."
After some more conversation centered around Gina's privates, the post woman regained her composure and with a grin stated, "I have a special mail package for you, Gina!...." In a cynical, condescending tone she continued.
" Does your Mommy allow you to sign for your mail or does she have to do it for you ?"
The postwoman laughed at her own joke as she handed Gina a pen. Gina quickly signed the paper, showing a more than a bit of anger as she handed the postal release form and pen back to the post woman.
Cynthia noticed her charge's roughness and said to the post woman "Can I please have that postal form and pen again ?"
"Certainly" said the post woman as she handed the items to Cynthia. Cynthia quickly handed the items to Gina once more.
"Now you will hand the postal release form and pen back to the post woman NICELY, Gina. Or do I have take you across my lap in front of her?"
Gina handed the items back much more politely this time and forced out an almost inaudible thank you to the post woman for her package and the use of her pen.
Cynthia then thanked the woman for stopping by. And apologized for Gina's roughness. "I am still trying to get her to be more respectful and polite in dealing with others. But it is a constant struggle for me in dealing with her on that issue. I will be sure to give her some extra hard smacks at her next appointment over my lap for her rudeness to you just now."
The post woman commented further "I was wondering if I might stop back soon and learn more about Gina's treatment, if that's alright?...."
Cynthia smiled, "Why yes, here's my phone number. Call me, and we'll set up a time. That would be fun...." Cynthia then closed the door, but not before the young girl thanked her for the nice show. It was not only funny, but it broke up the monotony of her day. She couldn't wait to return, and wished Gina both a good "and boring" goodnight. She quickly turned toward the street after taking yet another long view of Gina's hairless mound.
The embarrassment and shame that she had to go through this very moment was unbearable for Gina. "That wasn't necessary, Miss Cynthia! What if she tells the world or her friends, or worse yet, the neighbors?"
Cynthia laughed. "Serves you right for being a brat, young lady!" Cynthia then grabbed the package from Gina's arm and said, "Back to the corner, Gina! I'm not through punishing you yet"
Gina walked fast to the corner. She was already in enough trouble. After thirty minutes, Gina was then escorted by the arm and led into the kitchen by Cynthia. She had the mysterious package with her. "Clean this kitchen spotless while I prepare your the next phase of your punishment."
Gina quickly cleaned up the kitchen as Cynthia carefully prepared the classic punishment enema formula of castor oil, lemon juice and soap and filled the enema bag with it. She came back downstairs and took Gina by the hand and led her away to the upstairs bathroom. She placed the naughty Gina over her lap and armed herself with the hairbrush.
WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, "Was your little practical joke" WHACK, WHACK,WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, "worth it, Gina ?" WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, "Was it ???" WHACK, WHACK, WHACK "Well Gina" WHACK, WHACK, WHACK,WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK "Answer me" WHACK WHACKWHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK


And here are a few smacks, extra hard, for you rudeness with that nice post woman SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
"OHHHH", Gina thought, "Those really, really sting"
"And I will be planting ten very hard ones on each your thighs, so they will be stinging till tomorrow. Maybe that will teach to be polite to other people."
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK
Gina just sobbed through the punishing of her very sore bottom and was still crying when she felt Cynthia's special Bardex enema nozzle being placed roughly in her bottom."Thirty Minutes of Torture, Gina." Cynthia announced.
The enema solution caused Gina's insides to cramp painfully and her complaints were soon voiced to Cynthia's delight. This was a good and thorough punishment enema solution that would empty her bowels completely, but not without some well deserved pain to remind Gina to better behave in the future. She was allowed up after what seemed to be hours to expel the enema in the toilet. Cynthia carefully laid out the diapers and plastic pants that Gina would be wearing to bed that night. She securely diapered Gina, and fitted the still sobbing Gina into her baby sleeper. Of course, the supposedly older and more mature Gina complained about diapers. She was appalled at the confinement of this new cotton prison and became even more boisterous after Cynthia told her that she had hoped Gina would get a nasty diaper rash very soon!....
Next came the arm restraints and Gina would be secured in her bed for the night. The use of bedtime diapers were another new innovative idea and not to Gina's liking, but she held back her complaints, less Cynthia might consider making her wear them all the time.
Cynthia let her guard down momentarily when she realized how sorrowful Gina looked at the moment. But her face hardened quickly. "Now Gina, This was supposed to be a nice gift to you from me to help you become more educated so you will be able to have more intelligent discussions with others.
I signed you up to receive a years offering of the Classic Children's Story of the Month Club. It was supposed to provide you with wholesome reading material instead of the trashy novels that you like to read so often. Now it will provide you also with writing material. You are to copy out every word of the next six novels that you receive as punishment for your naughtiness today and you will be tested by me on the work you receive every month. I thought the first novel was so appropriate for your current state. Its title is "Little Women".
Gina was put to bed as the noon hour approached and fell fast asleep. She was so angry with herself, for now she only put herself deeper in trouble with her governess. She wondered what other bright ideas Cynthia might have. Maybe she would get Barney or the Sweet Pickles children's book series too.
Cynthia closed and locked the door, leaving her punished charge to sleep
away the long afternoon.






After a very humiliating meeting with the local post woman, Gina was angry and full of defiance at Cynthia. How long was this humiliating punishment supposed to last? She fumed as she stood before the window once more, watching the numerous activities taking place on a beautiful day. A day she would spend in bed, sleeping the afternoon's glorious sunshine away.
Cynthia proceeded with the bed preparations. She drew down the covers and folded them neatly back and took the sleepsuit from the closet and placed it on the bed.
"Gina, Gina, Gina!....I can't believe how childish you act!....Your defiance only gets you deeper in trouble young lady. You must not have any respect for your husband who has worked so hard to support you....." The interruption was rude and deliberate.
"What do you know!....You came into our life and put a barrier between Michael and I. You shame me in front of family and friends and belittle me. I hate you!....I hate you!....I hate you!......" Cynthia walked over to naughty little Gina. She turned the woman around and looked straight at her.
"Enough!....Michael was right I'm afraid. You will always be a little brat!...With the mentality of a thirteen year old and nothing more. But lately you have been acting more like a baby!....Are you a wittle baby Gina?..Well if that's how you act, that's the way you'll be treated...It makes no difference to me for babies are easier to take care of!.....NOW It's looks like sleepy time, brat!....There will be absolutely no lunch or dinner for you today. I will supplement your diet however with formula and sweet dreams are all you will have time for today. Now let's get you ready for beddybyes"
Cynthia placed Gina over the chair as she silently stewed and placed two medicated suppositories well up her still sore backside and then inserted a tampon in both her vagina and her anus, before securing her in the disposable diaper with extra soaker pads. The diaper was tightly secured and the crinkling plastic pants drawn over them, making Gina's cotton prison extra hot and confining. She could feel the heat already building in her loins and stewed in silence. "Aren't these pretty didee covers GinaMarie? Hot Pink! A few shades lighter than your cherry red bottom. But still very suitable for a naughty girl like you, I think"
Gina was not amused at Cynthia's teasing "I don't think this is funny at all. Diapers? For me ?? A new twist in depravity by you, Miss Cynthia. And damn Michael too!...That bastard!.....How dare you....."
SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP "Bastard has seven letters You get seven slaps to each face cheek. Now for the other seven." Cynthia firmly told her charge." SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP SLAP. Want to try for more ?"
Gina remained silent at her Governess' warning
"Such filthy language. I shall have a talk with Michael. perhaps your physician has some medication to force you to babble sweet baby prattle instead of that vulgar talk!......After all you ACT like a BABY!...."
Gina's hot temper was ignited and she began to argue.
"Oh I'm sure!!..baby prattle??......You bitch!.....I'll have you evicted from here shortly.....hmmmmm"
"Bitch?....That's FIVE letters. Since this is the second time, four slaps per letter, making it twenty...."
SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP , SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP ,
SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP , SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP ,SLAP , "Before I have to slap you again for freshness", Cynthia quickly shoved the baby pacifier in Gina's mouth and secured the strap from behind
Only Gina's grunts and groans of unintelligible quality emanated from
her mouth as the pacifier forced strict silence....
Gina's more frequent outbursts were causing Cynthia very much concern.
She made a mental note to discuss this matter with Michael and Gina's physician this week. Gina was then given her bottle with several gelcaps and dressed in her hot, uncomfortable sleeper. She was forcibly tucked into bed with blanket pins and kissed nighty night. Looking straight at her charge, Cynthia added,
"I will talk to Michael today. Perhaps he will agree with me that the pacifier should always be in your mouth, so we don't have to hear such objectionable language from you. Would you like that Gina??...Hmmmm??...."
Cynthia closed the heavy curtains and blinds, darkening the room to make for a long, effective sleep and turned on the small nightlight. She turned off the overhead light and set up the baby monitor, picking up the receiver.
"This room had better be real quiet all day Gina!...Any noise at all and you'll find yourself over my lap, perhaps with a ginger suppository placed well up your tight Italian heinie!....!"
The door was closed and locked as Gina tossed, turned and moaned in discomfort. Cynthia left for downstairs. Her job was done. Gina was put to bed that day.
Cynthia made several phone calls and that evening discussed some concerns with her beloved Michael. As she sat on the couch opposite him, her heart was on fire over his acceptance of her plans and behavior modifications for Gina.
She crossed her legs precariously and her high heel slipped off her foot, dangling carelessly. She hadn't noticed it, but her skirt had rode up on her thighs, exposing some of the tri-color stocking tops and her garter belt pulling sharply on her silk stockings. Michael tried not to look obvious, but took in the sight and marveled at the erotic sight.
Cynthia wore seamed nylons! Perhaps some of Gina's that were in unopened packages by the caseload. Her legs were very pretty, he thought and he smiled. He listened attentively to Cynthia's concerns despite the distraction and they came up with and agreed to a plan.
During that conversation, the subject of shortening Gina's long silky tresses came up and Cynthia was thrilled when Michael fully agreed with her. Gina of course would not believe that Michael was willing to change her hairstyle after all this time, but he wholeheartedly agreed to Cynthia's restyling of his young wife's mane. Especially after Cynthia let him in on a little secret. Cynthia couldn't be any more happier and excited as she was at that moment.
After they talked, Michael suggested a nightcap and they found themselves sharing a passionate embrace and kiss. It wasn't long before they
shared his bed for the first time....
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The very next day Gina was busy in the kitchen making breakfast for her Governess. She moved around very gingerly and tried not to make any unnecessary misguided actions, that would bring her a fresh reminder to her mind that she still wore a sore bottom.
She very carefully prepared her Governess' breakfast and even spent an
extra 10 minutes carefully creating a well written "I'm sorry" message on a piece of her best stationary and placed it beside Cynthia's place. She needed all the support she could muster, now that Michael blessed Cynthia's every move.
This apology was below her dignity, but if she could convince Cynthia that she was respectful of her, perhaps she would ease up on her punishment. That would definitely buy her the needed time to re-engineer her escape plans.
Gina also had terrible thoughts of her marriage disintegrating for a variety of reasons. For instance, Michael was not giving her the attention that he used to. The late night dinners stopped completely, and the intense lovemaking too. Gina was denied any sexual pleasures at all!....Even the playful little pats and squeezes of Gina's bottom seemed not more than once a week now. Michael was away for longer periods and certainly agreed with Cynthia on everything that pertained to her welfare. The change in Michael was not only strange, but very scary!....
She began to wonder about Cynthia's motives too. The both of them appear to be getting close in their relationship, threatening her relationship with her husband. She needed to speak to both of them real soon! The only doubt in her mind was if they were already united in their stand against her. The air of uncertainty was disturbing to Gina who was very spoiled and self-centered. She was having a difficult time deciding what to do....

Cynthia walked in the kitchen, only to find her charge standing at attention and leaned over, as Gina gave her an extra special kiss and hug with a very cheery greeting.
"Good Morning, Miss Cynthia"
Cynthia was still pretty angry at Gina and was not about to forgive her so easily. She glared at her friend and stood there in stone silence. Her thoughts were on track however. She felt Gina was not at all repentant for what she did and had a very different agenda aside from being super nice to her.
Gina figured it was best to at least try to make amends. "Miss Cynthia ?"
Cynthia barked back angrily. "Yes, Gina"
Gina looking contrite and little girl like said, "I am very, very sorry for playing that trick on you yesterday. I deserved to be punished."
Cynthia smirked, then added in a an angry tone, "Don't you worry child!.... You will be! Well let's get it over with then shall we?? Now open your mouth."
Gina cooperated as Cynthia repeated her breakfast inspection for the second time and made sure everything was perfect that day, so that her Governess had no additional reason to punish her.
Cynthia then seated herself and began to read Gina's message. She smirked slyly at the message and pondered her earlier thoughts about Gina's repentance. Gina knew that her message would work in her favor, even though she would have to pay a price at breakfast that morning.
"Is this true ?...Do you truly mean this??.... " Cynthia asked her charge.
"Of course, Miss Cynthia. I am truly, truly sorry!....."
Gina then walked over to the punishment stool to retrieve the hard wooden hairbrush. The message stated that Gina sentenced herself to be paddled with the hairbrush at breakfast every day for the next week in addition to the paddling
sentence that Cynthia already announced. She even agreed to having her
mouth washed out with soap at breakfast each day for the next two weeks!....
Gina quickly stripped herself completely bare bottom and stood beside Cynthia waiting to go over her lap.
Cynthia came to the realization that perhaps Gina had finally come to her senses and was really sorry for what she done and relented on the punishment of her charge.
She took Gina over her lap and told Gina that she would only punish her the way the message stated with the addition of nightly punishment enemas for a week. Gina thanked Cynthia for her leniency and gave her Governess the hairbrush.
"In that case, Miss Cynthia, May I ask you for a favor ?"
Cynthia replied "You can ask, Gina. What is it ?"
Gina said softly "I want each spanking to be at least 50 spanks. And could
you make sure each of those spanks really sting ?"
Cynthia smiled down at her charge and said with happiness, "Certainly,
My dear." Her plans for Gina were beginning to pay off. Cynthia really thought
she made a breakthrough in her relationship with Gina. Despite her earlier
feelings, Cynthia was now sure that she made quite an impression on Gina,
but that was not to be!....


Several months later, Gina had requested special permission to use the
computer for a research paper she was working on. Cynthia granted her use of the computer for several hours every night for a period of two weeks. Cynthia did not want to give Gina an idle excuse to "fail" at her schoolwork. She trusted Gina to be on her best behavior and that, like most times, resulted in disaster.
Cynthia noticed that Gina was in the E-mail program several times while doing her research and decided to quiz Gina about it. She proceeded to ask Gina about the use of emails and was told by her charge that she needed to E-mail her partners in the project to coordinate the results of their research.
Cynthia was suspicious due to the earlier incidents with the E-mail, so after Gina went to bed, Cynthia opened the E-mail log file she set up on Gina's account. And she soon realized that her friend was up to her old tricks again.
The little bitch was planning on divorcing Michael and making a clean break from him. The E-mails told the tale of Gina's secret bank account and how she had transferred money that Michael gave her to an account in her name only. It indicated she had already applied for a job in another city and was planning on starting the divorce proceedings soon..
Cynthia was furious with Gina, and wanted to resort to the most severe form of punishment ever imposed on an adult, but decided that even Gina had the right to one more chance. She decided to keep this matter in strict confidence and not tell Michael about her findings, at least for now. Sometime in the near future though, after allowing her friend so much rope, Gina would eventually hang herself. That Cynthia was very sure of!
Armed with several weeks of very incriminating E-mail messages, Cynthia laid out the plans for a very humiliating affair that would put Gina in her rightful place. She was to be chastened and ashamed to no end in front of selected company and special family members. No more would her little girl display punishment be limited. Her shame needed to be complete, so Cynthia planned a special party. A very special Coming Out Party.
She was looking forward to the day however, when Michael would be told of her betrayal. He would be crushed and surely stray away from his errant, troublesome wife. He had already up to this point, agreed with her treatment, so it was time to take the situation another step further. She would also allow herself to open up her female charms on him. That way, in all sincerity, she would have the ammunition that she needed to complete the transformation of Gina and win over all her friends and relatives. They would look upon her as the "hostess" and make her a family member. Her coyness and strict handling of Gina would prove that corrective discipline definitely wins out in the end. She would be applauded and complimented by everyone for her courage and inner strength.
The truth was that she felt that she was becoming more intimate with dear sweet Michael. Her feelings towards him had changed, despite the fact that in the very beginning, she would not allow herself to break up a happy marriage. During the time she acted as Gina's Governess however, Gina was slowly regressing back to her childhood and acted more like a spoiled brat than a young adult. And Cynthia was still very determined to do the right thing for Gina, despite Gina's hateful attitude toward her.
Michael too was responding more to Cynthia. During many parties and gatherings, it was Michael and Cynthia as the host and hostess, not Gina as the hostess. She was either attired in "punishment tights" to be laughed at and chastised or put to bed before the guests arrived to ensure a successful event without the "child" being present. Quite often now, Gina was usually secured in beddybyes as a punishment and Cynthia and Michael together had to entertain their guests and they all took close notice.
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The party would have to be very special and humiliating for Gina, not to mention amusing for her guests. Cynthia was also very concerned about Gina's tantrums and the last visit to the doctor was very positive and helpful in this regard. Her physician had prescribed some muscle relaxant medications to calm her down and make her easier to control. It was also at this appointment, that Cynthia had learned of a very bizarre method that if implemented, could definitely change the atmosphere at the DiAmbrosia household.
In the best interest of Gina and her continuing regression, her doctor offered to set up an appointment with Cynthia and Michael to find out more. And that is what Cynthia was going to set out to do.....She was ecstatic with the information, and would definitely consider it's use, if Gina's child like transgressions persisted. She was sure that if that were the case, that she would have no problem convincing Michael that they should proceed with the treatment. And thanks to Monica, legal approvals would be a breeze!..
Gina's demise into ultimate shame and humiliation would start with a party. A very special party that would humiliate Gina ten times worse than Thanksgiving. A very special guest list would have to be prepared.
Monica and Katrina were the first names on the list. She knew that Monica would be excited and ecstatic at the chance, not to mention Katrina. The next guest would be Jennifer. She was a sweet 6 year old that Gina baby sat frequently to earn extra money at least once a week. Gina had claimed to be earning that money to help with incidental school expenses. In reality however, she was really earning the money in order to leave her husband.
Gina also added money that she stated was for "School Supplies" and "a/v presentations" for her classes to her special account. She was deceiving her own husband and Cynthia knew that she must be stopped.
The party would start out as a "get together" that Michael and herself would be hosting. Gina would not be told of the guests that were invited, not even how many. She didn't even have to help in the food preparations either. Cynthia had that covered for good!....After all, children shouldn't be allowed to play in Mommy's kitchen. They might get hurt!....
The house would be gleaming brightly and decorated accordingly. And most importantly, Gina would need a new outfit. Our lovely Katrina would certainly help when she learns that she will be repaid not only for all the materials used in making the outfit, but that she would receive two complete outfits formerly owned by Gina, as compensation for her effort.


On party day, Gina was escorted back to her room after breakfast by both Cynthia and Michael. Gina was happy that morning and was hoping that Michael was now convinced to order Cynthia to leave their house, so he could snuggle up with his lovely wife and spend quality time together.
Cynthia then left Gina's bedroom and returned with a file containing computer papers. She shoved them under Gina's nose and stated in a strict and business like manner,
"So Gina!...Is this what you were doing on the computer....?
This was not quite what Gina was expecting and her heart fell into her stomach as she wondered what Cynthia had meant. Michael too looked on with concern, waiting patiently for Gina's reply.
Cynthia continued her attack. "Gina, let's just get to the point, shall we??....On your honor, I allowed access to use the computer without my close supervision. I was skeptical and rightfully so. Then I found these emails requesting that your silly computer friends help you leave and deceive your loving husband Michael. Then you go ahead and set up a secret bank account, with every intention of starting a new life in another city!!...You were simply going to disappear forever, weren't YOU??....."
Gina balked at the papers in shock. "How did Cynthia know ?...." She quickly looked at the top of the E-mails. "OH NO !! She somehow got copies of all my private E-mails". Gina knew at that very moment that she was sunk. Cynthia was more intelligent than Gina gave her credit for. She covered the plan in every detail. Gina was appalled and humiliated. What would her precious Michael think of her now?....Her immediate reaction to the unforeseen attack was one that many children use "ATTACK YOUR ACCUSER".
"How did you ???...You must have created these lies!...Why I never sent any of these. Michael, you have got to believe me. Cynthia is lying!...She just wants you to hate me forever, don't you see??...."
Gina looked at him with her little girl eyes pleading for attention. She only received a cold stare. Apparently they had already discussed the matter in detail. Cynthia barked "That really doesn't matter, Gina!...Lies??...You Say??...I think not honey..Somehow I got them!....(smiling) They do tell quite a story, don't you think....?"
Gina tried to explain her side of the story, although her credibility was quickly eroding. "Michael!.... I was sick and tired of being a little girl to Cynthia. She replaced me as your wife and all I get from you is acceptance of all that Cynthia wants to do to me. I am your wife, not her!....She was my best friend, and....."
"Well, my dear Gina!", Michael replied, "If that is how you feel, we can certainly change that. I could start divorce proceedings immediately and perhaps even consider asking Cynthia to be my wife. Then you will be back on the street penniless without a place to sleep. The judge will read these E-mails and then it would be very clear to prove once and for all, that you were deceitful and planning to run away from me. The earlier E-mails tell of your planned adultery with other men at college. That should make a fine case for you to receive absolutely no financial support in divorce court."
Gina couldn't bear not having any money or clothes. She grew tired of wearing just "tights" and "panties" about the house as opposed to slacks and sneakers.
She had a well hatched plan to convince everyone that Michael abused her and she should get everything he owned. She would use the secret money to hire the best divorce lawyers in town to make sure that she got everything. The house, cars and jewelry. She would sell it all and start a new life in another state.
Now due to those blasted E-mails, that whole carefully laid out plan blew up in her face. At this time, Gina could not see in front of her face. She had to do something, even if it were only temporary to satisfy her tormentors.
Gina realized quickly that she only had one choice. She started to cry and beg for forgiveness. Her behavior in this manner won him over many times before, so she turned to her feelings and acted out appropriately.
"Please Michael!! Oh Please!!...Don't divorce me! I will accept Cynthia. I know I can learn to be a better wife to you, so please!!....."
Gina also knew that if there ever was another chance at having Michael back as her lover and craving for his attention, that she would at the very least give in to Cynthia's treatment of her. Perhaps in time, she would win him back and get Cynthia thrown out on her ear. For now, that was the gamble that she would take.
Michael held up his hand. "Well, if that is how you truly feel Gina, then you can prove it starting today. This get together Cynthia planned for us today is a party to humiliate you in front of your friends and make them fully aware of how you tried to deceive me. I will now let Cynthia take over. And I want to make you perfectly aware that any recalcitrance on your part could result in a divorce. So you decide!...."
Cynthia then commanded, "Well, little girl, the first thing we need to do is to take your temperature before your bath."
Cynthia placed Gina over her lap and pulled down her pajama bottoms and underwear. She was now sniffling and crying and Cynthia mused that perhaps this was for show and continued the proceedings.
She lubricated the rectal thermometer and separating Gina's bottom cheeks extra wide, placed the thermometer in her bottom. She was amused at Gina's lack of hair and looked for any strays. Her baby clad smooth bottom was a delight to behold!
She didn't dare move or complain as Cynthia slowly twisted the thermometer in her bottom, making this treatment very humiliating and degrading to say the least. Gina hated any anal treatment and Cynthia knew it.
Gina knew she must take whatever Cynthia decided to do if she was to remain as Michael's wife. As her thermometer continued to torment Gina's bottom, Cynthia's words tormented her ears even more.
"So you thought you could run away like a little child. You are very naughty, my dear. If you thought I was rough on you before, you haven't seen nothing yet. I have Michael firmly on my side now. I am going to control you twenty four hours a day, seven days a week for as long as Michael wants me to. And now that you hung yourself by your own E-mails, it looks like you and I will be house mates for years."
Gina continued to sob and wail as she listened to the words of her Governess. She fixed herself but good this time and now she must pay the price. After she spent 10 minutes over Cynthia's lap, she was then ordered to the bathroom. Gina was undressed by Cynthia and helped in the tub.
"Your hands will remain at the sides of the tub or you will have your paws secured in your restraint belt in front of your guests." She was told sharply by the fuming Cynthia.
Cynthia roughly washed Gina's all over and washed her hair, that was as long as silky as ever. Shortly before the guests arrived, that would change, mused Cynthia. She would sport a new hairstyle that would be belittling, not to mention childish. Cynthia checked her watch. It was almost time, so she would have to hurry things along.....
"Please stand now Gina!...."
Cynthia carefully checked her charge for any new hair growth and spread her asscheeks carefully, so as not to miss anything. Gina resented her cold hands "fondling" her and squirmed constantly through the entire procedure. The humiliation of being treated like a child in this manner was very discomforting and annoying. Cynthia then noticed stubble and a few stray hairs.
"STAND STILL GINA!......One would think that perhaps you were constipated by the way you move around. Now stop it!....."
Cynthia reached for the jar of green cream on the sink. It was a new product that guaranteed the growth of any hair in the applied region. Cynthia grinned. "And thanks to my local postwoman for the tip too!...."She ordered Gina to bend and spread wide, as she applied the cold green cream to her buttocks and vaginal area..
Gina cringed at the cold application and moaned to Cynthia's delight.
"YOWEEE, That's COLD!....BRRRRR........"
"What's the matter Gina? I hope you are not getting any pleasure from this? Tsk, tsk...."
Cynthia mused as she added, "And afterwards, we will go over your entire bottom with a magnifying glass and tweezers. Every single hair goes!.....And in case you are interested, Michael himself gave the order!........"
Gina was appalled and thought to herself, "Pleasure? You BITCH!......"
She made Gina stand for several minutes, despite her restlessness, and then had her sit back down in the tub. She poured suds and warm water over her as she knew Gina hated to be bathed like a child. It was funny seeing her covered in lather, thought Cynthia. With just her head and neck protruding from the foamy sea, she looked hilarious. "Hmmm, maybe public humiliation by bathtime viewing!...I'll bet I know more than one person who would jump at the chance to get a laugh at this sight!......"
It reminded her of the time as a child, when she was playing the Chutes and Ladders game. On one block was a picture of a young girl splashing in a muddy puddle. A long red chute from that point led to another where it showed her in a tub being scrubbed clean by her mother and covered in soapsuds. Even the look of anger on Gina's face matched that of the little girl's on the game board.
"OK bathy-time all over!...Let's get you dressed!......"
Cynthia made sure Gina was dry and wrapped in her long white robe and escorted her back into the bedroom. Gina was placed before her bed, as Cynthia gathered the clothes that she would wear today. They were both distracted at that moment by the doorbell.
"Hmmmm, I wonder who that could be??.....", Cynthia mused aloud as she gathered Gina's outfit for another fun filled day.
Cynthia knew that Michael would greet her special "guests", so she continued the dressing of her naughty charge. A short babyish dress smock was placed onto the bed, along with a child like chemise.
It was made especially for Gina by Katrina just for this special occasion. Gina was then instructed to sit on her chair and the flower print panties and navy blue tights were rolled up to her knees. Forced to stand, Cynthia finished adjusting her underwear, making sure that the seam was straight and amused that the panties were quite transparent beneath the punishment opaque tights.
The clumsy platform tie shoes followed and then the childish smock which conveniently ended at her navel. Even the waistband of the tights were exposed now! The puffy sleeves and childish lace and ribbons more defined the garment as a baby's christening smock!....Gina was now dressed. Cynthia fussed with the garment making sure it hung properly. It was for the most part, in mockery of Gina, because the material was very short and hung down without any further help and Gina well knew it!....
"You have a date with Mr. Hairbrush when we get downstairs, young lady! After we fix your hair, then you are to go to the corner with tights and panties down until the guests arrive."
Gina's curiosity became the best of her. "Fix my hair??..Since when??.."
Gina was led by Cynthia downstairs and into her exercise room. This room is where Gina had a beautician's styling chair and sink installed so that she could have private home care treatment. It was a special gift from Michael to her. As they entered the room, Gina looked around and then was led into the chair. To her surprise, Cynthia quickly secured both wrists in velcro cuffs, followed by her ankles. She was secured to her very own beautician's chair!....
"Well Gina, your in for a treat today. Just sit back and relax!....."
Gina heard footsteps and there stood an old ex-best friend, now arch enemy. It was Sally Ann Mayfield. A woman that Gina grew to hate and spread rumors about. The young buxom redhead stood proud in her outfit and smiled at Gina. Michael had accompanied her.
"Surprised, Gina? Cynthia told me that you were very excited about getting a new hair style, and I am only too happy to oblige. You don't look too happy to see me??.....Well that's OK!....Shall we begin, sweety??....Sally Ann is going to give her little Gina a haircut befitting her status."
"I'll leave you ladies to your fun now. Gina, be good now and cooperate!.."
Gina was appalled. Sally Ann was treated very rudely and embarrassed many times in public by the haughty Sicilian woman. She recalled the time, she pinned her down and cut off long locks of her , with every intention to shave her head, but she was caught and subdued, before she could do any real damage. Now Gina would get her due! With a heavy interest penalty!.....
"Oh my such pretty tights and oh so darling panties!....Aren't you a bit under-dressed for company dear??...."
Cynthia smiled. Gina was not given a chance to reply, as Cynthia placed a piece of duct tape across her mouth.
"Oh Sally Ann!...Didn't I tell you!..Our little Gina just loves showing off her babyish underpants to everyone. She's such a tease!...."
The ladies joined in laughter.
A pink plastic cover was placed over her and then the chair was tilted back and Gina's hair was washed carefully by Sally Ann.
Cynthia sat back down to watch the proceedings. "Will this take long Sally Ann?? "
"Oh goodness no, your party starts at eleven, right?"
Cynthia nodded.
Gina was not going to like what was about to happen to her. The washing was almost completed and then Gina was allowed to sit straight up.
"OK here we go Gina. Please stay still. I wouldn't want to make a mistake and cut too much HAHA"
Sally Ann took her shears and began cutting off chunks of Gina's silky tresses very carefully. It was only seconds and she was done with Gina's ears now exposed. The hair that grew to her waist was lying on the covered floor in a heap. She next applied a plastic bowl to the top of Gina's head and took the clippers, this time cutting what remained up to that mark. Gina was fidgety and trying to get loose, without success. Her complacent attitude made both women proud of her present situation and apparent demise.
When her shearing was all done, Sally Ann applied some shaving cream and removed all the stubble that remained on Gina's scalp. Then she removed the bowl and cut the hair short and layered it appropriately for the bowl cut style. She left Gina in the chair and scooped up all the hair and placed it in a special hermetically sealed bag.
Gina paid no attention to the clean up process and stewed in the chair. She felt wave after wave of intense humiliation building up inside of her and squirmed throughout the entire process.
Cynthia nodded as Sally Ann turned Gina around to see herself in the mirror. She was appalled! It was a boy's bowl style short haircut! She looked ugly! Her ears were showing! She was outraged!
Sally Ann removed the tape to force a reaction that they both expected, knowing Gina's hot Italian temperament.
"What did you fucking do bitch??...Damn the both of you! How dare you. You are younger than me you bitch! I should make you crawl at my knees you cow!"
Cynthia held her hand over her mouth.
"That will be quite enough young lady!...."
"I believe there is more to Gina's treatment today, isn't that right Sally?"
"Of course!"
Sally Ann prepared some liquid soap in a mug and gathered a shaving mug brush. Gina's eyes grew big. She was going to have her mouth soaped!
Gina shut her mouth tightly as she saw the foam rising from the mug.
Sally Ann smiled. "Almost done Gina. Now open wide and say AAAAH!"
When she didn't, Cynthia stood up and with SallyAnn's help, placed a restraint across her forehead and lowered the chair, so that her head was lower than her body and watched as SallyAnn dipped he brush into the foam and swirled it around.
"Very nasty language requires a good and thorough cleansing of the mouth orifices Gina. Just lay back and enjoy!....."
She pinched her nostrils and the brush was inserted deeply into Gina's mouth. Gina writhed in disagreement as the foamy soap was swished about her teeth and gums. She swallowed some, making her cough and choke and SallyAnn stopped short of causing her severe injury, allowing her to spit up in the towel that she held up to Gina's face. Cynthia used a cold wet washrag to clear as much foam as possible from her mouth.
"Now, let's get you into that corner Gina. Our guests are due to arrive. Thank you Sally Ann for your help".
"My pleasure, I will talk to you real soon!...BYE GINA!...Thanks for acting like a bitch!.....Now we're even!......"
Sally quickly left and Cynthia pulled down Gina's panties and tights to her knees and led her to the corner.
Gina starting bawling at Cynthia's next announcement. "You know, Gina, that little girls get their bottoms turned red by their governess whenever they choose to be naughty. Little Gina was naughty. Now her little bottom will pay the price. " Cynthia stated with the full authority granted her by Michael. The childish admonishment burned in Gina's ears. And very soon another part of her anatomy would be burning also.
Cynthia left Gina in the corner for 10 minutes and then said " We must not keep our date waiting, Gina. It may make him angry."
Gina was forcibly directed to the living room chair.
"Now Gina, go into the kitchen and fetch the hairbrush for your Governess. And no faltering. Extra long trips to get the hairbrush mean extra swats when you are over my lap."
Gina kept a slow but steady pace to the kitchen. She returned with the wooden hairbrush in front of her. Cynthia lowered her panties and tights to her knees quickly.
"Now over my lap. You are going to get it extra long this time. This is a second offense of this type today and your bottom deserves to made cherry red for it. That means about 50, my dear Gina."
WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK "That's five and five more for the other side." WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK "That's ten." WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK "That makes 20, Gina" WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK.WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK,WHACK. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK,WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK, "That's 50. A few more, Gina" WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK.
Gina was now bawling her eyes out and her bottom was in flames. Cynthia lifted up the front of her panties so it covered her privates. "That's how a well punished girl is supposed to look. Now over to the corner unless you want more."
Gina forced herself to stand on her wobbly legs and more towards the corner. Cynthia went over to her as she finally found the corner and placed Gina's hands on her head.
"Those are to stay there till I say different. If I find them off your head, you will go over my lap again. That I promise you."
Gina stood in her corner and sobbed, facing the wall and hands on her head till the guests arrived. The sound of the doorbell made Gina cringe. It was now show time!....
Monica and Katrina were the first to arrive. They were met at the door by a very happy Cynthia, along with Gina. Her tights were still down to her knees with her pretty panties all exposed for the world to see!....
Monica barely walked in the door, and she was overjoyed to see the once lovely and proud Gina, cringing with shame and embarrassment.
"Oh my!....Is that Gina??...Or a nice young boy??"
All the party attendees laughed heartily to Gina's dismay.
Cynthia interjected on behalf of Gina.
"Oh No, Monica!..This is GINA!......"
"Well I guess there have been some changes and, I must say, mostly for the better. But some things never change. Gina is probably still being disobedient, wearing punishment tights and getting her naughty hiney spanked, is that right Cynthia??...."Then she smiled at Gina's outfit.
"But wearing your tights around your knees?....Now there's a new twist."
Everyone but Gina enjoyed the laughter. Katrina looked at Gina's hairstyle. She too seemed pleased at Gina's recalcitrance.
"Very chic Gina! Unisex too! I love what they did to you!" (smile)
She looked at Cynthia, who nodded and smiled. Katrina knew what that meant and she was very satisfied.
Gina took notice of Katrina, after her contact with Cynthia.. "The outfit is different, but I remember seeing it somewhere". It was then that Gina recognized Katrina's outfit, right done to the two toned gray shoes. It was hers! Or it used to be hers!
Monica then commented
"So how is my darling Michael ? Still doing well, as always"
Gina lost her composure and shouted back defiantly.
"He is not your darling Michael. He is my HUSBAND, you lowlife bitch."
Cynthia grabbed Gina and headed for the kitchen.
"That was very disrespectful, Gina!....Will you please join me in the kitchen for Gina's punishment ?" , Cynthia asked of her guests.
Cynthia then arched Gina over her lap. "You just seem to like being over my lap, Gina!....This is the third time today!.....What's a governess to do?"
Gina started wailing immediately as Cynthia started spanking her very tender and red behind. It was at this point that Cynthia placed in her hand some ginger suppositories. She felt that perhaps just a red hot heinie was not enough to flag Gina's attention. The suppository would burn on the inside too, thus making her discipline twice as effective!
WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK.WHACK, WHACK "That 10 from me. Now you get 15 from Monica"
Monica was handed the brush and set to work "WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK" Wow this is fun. Let's see if I could really make her cry" WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK, WHACK "That set made her cry. Now the final five nice and hard. "WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK
Cynthia then told Monica "Give her another 5 smacks!...As hard as you can and mark her bottom above and below her ass cheeks to get your point across.... And to make sitting a nice challenge for our naughty little girl"
"As you wish, Cynthia!.....I don't mind at all!...."
WHACK, WHACK, WHACK, WHACK. WHACK
The sound of the hairbrush meeting Gina's tender flesh, her loud crying and Katrina's laughing were the only sounds heard as Gina was getting her due from Monica. Monica enjoyed every moment of punishing Gina for her transgression.
Gina was screaming and as fidgety as ever over Monica's lap, as Monica finished her hard paddling.
"My, My Gina!...You certainly know how to squirm!...Well let's see how much you squirm after I give you some medicine to warm up your insides too!....
With that, she inserted the suppositories deeply and almost instantly, the heat began building up in her intestines. Allowed up now, Cynthia then directed Gina over to the sink.
Gina wanted revenge on her tormentors at any cost. What started as simple loving discipline had rapidly progressed to complete control and public humiliation with no end in sight. She would have her day in the sun and very soon....Her thoughts were interrupted by her governess' voice.
"I think the placement of an Ivory soap bar in Gina's pouty mouth, wet and well lathered, will ensure that she never again talks back and out of turn. Monica, if you please ?"
Monica allowed the wailing girl to stand and took her wrist as she guided Gina over to the sink. Cynthia read the rules of Gina's mouth soaping to her, in case Gina would claim she "forgot" them and shame Cynthia with her improper behavior.
"Stand still Gina with both arms at your sides. You have this coming and you know it. How does it feel to have someone whom you dislike a great deal punishing you? Well??......."
Gina said nothing and just wanted them all dead.
Monica turned on the warm water and began to lather the soap bar on the sink. It was used by everybody and Gina would taste it to everyone's delight!
She got it well lathered and inched it towards Gina's mouth, teasing her all the way
"Gina !...., Miss Monica has a nice bar of soap for you. Open wide now"
Monica guided the slippery soap into Gina's mouth, as her other hand was busy pinching Gina's nostrils to ensure her mouth would be opened extra wide. She shoved it in deeply, across her tender gums and against her teeth, back and forth, in and out. Katrina and Cynthia watched and laughed as Gina sputtered soap bubbles.
Cynthia thoughtfully provided detailed instructions to Monica in the fine art of mouth soaping and Monica proved a quick learner. After the sobbing Gina had her mouth fully soaped, she was then escorted back to the living room. Aside from being allowed to spit out some of the foam, she retained some of it to remind her to be good in the future.
"Gina has something to give you for her beautiful new dress you made, Katrina!...Gina!!....
Gina took a load of beautifully decorated boxes out of the corner where she did her corner time and handed them to Katrina.
Katrina opened the boxes to find very sheik and expensive clothing. There were two complete outfits by leading designers. Everything was there from silk blouses to woolen skirts and suede belts. And not to mention fine leather shoes.
"This is to thank you for making my party dress, Katrina. I was told by my Governess that I won't be needing the clothes anymore.", Gina added dryly.
Cynthia then said, "Don't forget to mention that includes every pair of shoes in your closet, Gina. You will prepare each pair for Katrina to pick up the next time she visits. They will be shined by you till they sparkle."
Cynthia stopped for several seconds and started again "You are now only allowed to wear 5 inch platform shoes with rounded toes and Mary Jane straps from now on, Gina.
I will teach you to mince daintily and properly in them! And you will be practicing your walking for three hours a day for the next month bare bottom with me walking right behind you giving you pointers"
Katrina couldn't resist anymore the temptation. "I really like your hairstyle Gina!...It is YOU for sure!....", Katrina said in a condescending manner. Cynthia laughed. "Oh and thank you for the clothing. I know I will look much more mature now!....."
Cynthia then raised Gina's tights over her panties and made sure the seam was exceptionally straight. She knew that company would be arriving shortly. She was meticulous as Katrina took noticed that the reinforced seam be straight and proper as to be seen and commented on. The tights punishment aspect was something that Katrina had repeatedly discussed at length with Monica. She enjoyed Cynthia's use on Gina very much!......
Much to Gina's chagrin, her special guests began to arrive for her "coming out shaming party". Cynthia gathered the idea from Monica and Katrina who still talked about the mom and daughter they met at the mall. The mother indicated that this method of "public shaming" worked very well and so Cynthia implemented it to shame Gina. It was time to let others see just how she was misbehaving that resulted in such a shameful clothing display humiliation.


The next guest to arrive was John, a college "friend" that was frequently mentioned by Gina in the E-mails. He was personally invited by Cynthia to the get-together under the guise of meeting Gina to attend a party in her honor. He would learn very shortly that the guest of honor was a deceitful, lying little brat that had to be under constant supervision and control by responsible adults.
He was greeted by Cynthia, and couldn't help but notice her sweet charm and her alluring outfit. The sight of her very shapely legs in four inch stiletto heels and black nylons made him feel very good.
He turned to see Gina and was dumbfounded, shocked and speechless at Gina's outfit. He scanned her childish smock top and saw her flowered panties well defined beneath those opaque tights. Her hair , long and silky was almost gone!
That bowl cut made her look like a little boy and her ears were in view. She looked ridiculous. Where was the sexy Scilian woman that he loved so much?....Cynthia held her wrist tightly, as Gina tried to cower behind her and looked downcast at the floor.
"Gina, I want you to meet John!...Perhaps you met somewhere before?...... Now confess, Gina!...It isn't proper to LIE is it??....."
John didn't know how to react or what to say and felt a tingle of delight just seeing Gina humiliated for a change. He remembered all those times she insulted him or slapped him and felt embarrassed many times at her hand. Now she was being chastised like a little child and it seemed refreshing for a change. He listened as Gina spoke to him humbly and apologetically.
Gina mumbled, " Miss Cynthia, This is John!....This is the... man I tried to run away with.....And John, This is Miss Cynthia." A hard slap to Gina's very sore panty clad bottom reminded Gina to add, "My Governess"
Cynthia was delighted and could see that John was even satisfied at Gina's appearance and treatment. She made a wise choice.
"How nice to meet you, John." Cynthia extended her hand to the shell shocked college freshman. Then she gave him a hug. He seemed to relax more after that and Cynthia was very good as a "hostess". She continued her conversation. "As Gina said, I am her governess!..Do come in."
John slowly followed his "girlfriend" and the hostess into the house. "Please follow me into the living room. I want you to meet our other guests.".....Cynthia walked into the living room, her hand locking Gina's wrist deliberately and John behind. She introduced him to the guests as a proper hostess and Gina cringed in utter shame as she stood in her punishment attire.
"How will John think of me now!..My plans are ruined. I am disgraced. And my hair!...He loved my hair!....And here I am with my shameful flower print panties and punishment tights on display like a child, oh God!....What NEXT??......"
"Michael dear!...This is JOHN!....And the ladies who are personal friends of Michael's are Monica and her lovely daughter Katrina". John shook hands with Michael and smiled and nodded at the two beautiful ladies. Michael smiled and nodded.
"So you are John. Well, I guess you and I have some talking to do. Please
I insist we go to my study".
John was a bit apprehensive, but knew better than to turn and run. He would be very careful not to anger this respected gentleman in any way. They left the room and Gina watched with interest. She was cringing already in deep shame and utter humiliation.
Michael invited John to sit and as they looked at each other, Michael broke the ice. "Look John, I cannot say I am glad to meet you. I think you know why."
John looked at the large man in front of him and cowered, "Please, sir. I..."
Michael just glared back at him, cutting him off before he had a chance.
"I would appreciate it John, if you would just stay away from my wife".
John nodded. "But please sir, I have something to say that might interest you!...." Michael sat back and listened as John explained that Gina came on to him and never told him that she was married.
After hearing the entire story, Michael felt obliged to apologize and the two men shook hands. John also stated that he was glad that Gina was being treated in a childish manner and would never get involved with her again.....
Cynthia noticed that Gina was too interested on what was going on in the den between John and Michael. She knew that she had to distract her, as well as make her the object of attention. Katrina meanwhile was ecstatic over the "punishment tights" outfit Gina wore. She seemed to be more compliant and obedient when dressed as childishly as she was. This interested her.
Cynthia walked over to Gina and spun her around.
"Are we getting a little too excited, Gina??....Katrina dear, would you assist me for a moment??...I want to make sure the seam of Gina's punishment tights are proper and straight!...."
Katrina sat down by Gina and meticulously checked and adjusted the sewn in seam. "My, my, it's not very straight!...Why her tights are not being worn very properly. Let me make some adjustments, hmmm?....."
Cynthia placed her hand down inside Gina's panties and felt a dampness that irritated her. She held her fingers to Gina's face in disgust.
"Perhaps some ice cubes and a stinging bottom will cool you off Gina! Better Yet!....Go stand in the corner....."
Katrina watched as she walked over to the corner and snickered at her panty clad bottom. Seeing Gina dressed this way was hilarious for her.
Cynthia left the room and returned with a small yellow can. She went to Gina's corner, just as Michael and John emerged from the den. They immediately joined Katrina and Monica in conversation. Cynthia slid one hand down Gina's panties and with the other, she poured some of the powder onto her privates. Gina felt a tingle, then another, then....it was itching powder!!
She was on fire with a severe itch!.....
"That should teach you about having "HOT PANTS", my girl. Now back into the corner". Gina cowered and turned away as John finished his drink and left. He never even acknowledged Gina, which made her angry and hurt. "That bastard", she thought.
The doorbell rang and Cynthia took Gina by the hand and into the entryway to greet more guests.
"Come along dear. It's not proper to keep your guests waiting!.."
There at the door was six year old Jennifer, the girl that Gina used to baby-sit for and her mother, Ann. Gina had a great deal of dislike for Ann and would not look at her.
"Hello!...Come In!.....", greeted Cynthia. Ann took notice of Gina's punishment tights and smirked. This was going to be fun.
Gina was horrified that a six year old brat was going to see her dressed so childish, but a few well timed slaps to the butt by Cynthia reminded her that there are worse things that Jennifer can be shown. Then she whispered, "Bottom Washing Time BWT Code", in Gina's ear.
Gina quickly became compliant and gave in to her Governess' demands. Cynthia asked Jennifer about the times when Gina baby-sat her, as they stood in the foyer. She asked specifically if Gina ever punished her.
Jennifer looked with scorn at Gina and responded, "She spanked me twice. Once for refusing to go to bed early, and once for calling Gina a bad name in a fit of temper.
Ann was appalled to learn of these incidents now, instead of the day of the occurrence. She spoiled Jennifer and resented the treatment of her daughter at the hands of a woman she didn't particularly care for.
"You SPANKED my daughter and didn't even tell me.... ?"
Gina said nothing, but little Jennifer said,
"She made me promise never to tell or she said that she would let me have it the next time she baby sat. So I never told you, Mommy"
Jennifer grinned and stuck her tongue out at Gina. Ann seethed at her daughter's admission. One could tell that her reaction was expected and she was very upset.
"Well, GinaMarie DiAmbrosia!....NOBODY spanks my daughter NOBODY!!!!!.......You should have told me Jennifer was naughty and I would have dealt with it.....For spanking my daughter without telling me, I expect to see you at my house next Saturday at noon, sharp. You will go over my lap for a long session with the wooden hairbrush in front of Jenny. That I will insure you!...Moreover, a corner in Jennifer's bedroom awaits your bare, sore bottom afterwards, AM I CLEAR MISSY??......"
Cynthia explained to Jennifer that Gina still gets spanked for those very same reasons, but because Gina is older than Jennifer and is much naughtier, she is spanked more often and much harder. She verbally agreed to Ann's sentence of her charge and added,
"Gina!....You will be escorted to Jennifer's home in your punishment tights and I will march through the neighborhood, so everyone can see what a bad little girl you have been. And I am appalled at you for sending little Jennifer to bed early, after Ann told you that she would deal with any discipline of her child. We will go into the kitchen now and you will explain your corner to our guests and set your weekend bedtime clocks ahead THREE HOURS for both days, understood?...."
Gina was pouty as everyone could tell and marched to the kitchen as ordered. Before that moment, Jennifer noticed Gina's bowl cut. "Oh look mommy!....She looks like a boy with one of those helmet cuts!...HAHAHA...."
Ann laughed. "Yes she certainly does!...I like it short. Hmmm Perhaps even shorter...."
Cynthia whispered something to her and she laughed aloud. "Oh yes that would definitely be fun!....Something like Humpty Dumpty, right??...." Lucky for Gina she never heard those remarks. She was sensitive as it was about the loss of her hair. As they marched to the kitchen, the doorbell rang again and Michael answered it.
There were several classmates of Gina's at the door. They were lovely young ladies and Michael greeted them and invited them in. They introduced themselves as Jackie and Marie. Michele brought them into the living room and introduced them to Katrina and Monica and they sat down to enjoy some conversation. Katrina was discussing "punishment tights" with Monica and Michael questioned the ladies about their schooling.
Michael was interested in finding out that both ladies held temporary teaching certificates and were specializing in home tutoring. Michael smiled...
Cynthia escorted Gina back into the living room to meet her classmates, as Anna and Jennifer sat down with Katrina and Monica.
Cynthia was told by Michael that they were seeking candidates for home tutoring and Cynthia asked even more questions. She was satisfied with their answers. When asked if they would home tutor Gina, they agreed and grinned as they snickered at her punishment outfit. Marie, being the bold one spoke first. "Gina dear, did you forget your clothes today?...That's not very proper attire for a "hostess" or "guest of honor" is that??....Your underpants are cute however. I just bought a pair for my three year old niece. Shame, shame on you!....."
Jackie joined her in convulsive laughter and Gina grew angrier by the moment. Cynthia outlined her expectations of Gina's home tutoring program as the ladies listened, but stole glances of Gina's outfit and smiled.
Cynthia thanked them for coming and thought it to be a good idea to introduce them to Gina's lifestyle, as they would have to be accustomed to her everyday attire around the house as a punishment for her naughty behavior.
They are to prepare and submit weekly reports to Cynthia on her progress in a notebook and indicate if her outfit presented a neat and clean appearance.
Cynthia expected several particular headings, such as participation in the class discussion and the teacher's opinions as to wether or not Gina was adequately prepared for the day's lesson. Any question asked of Gina that she failed to answer correctly or any hesitation on her part in response to the
instructor's question should be noted for further review.
For any infractions thereof, Cynthia would review them with Gina extended over the lap of Cynthia. Any assignments assigned by the instructor were to written in the notebook and all entries are to be signed after the entry.
All test dates are to be noted in capital letters and Gina was informed by Cynthia that any mark below an B+' was grounds for punishment. Slight punishment for a B' to severe punishment for any grade less than C'.
Gina was very embarrassed at the way this conversation was headed and looked down at the floor. Ann and Jennifer had to excuse themselves after some refreshments and delightful conversation, and Cynthia with Gina in tow, helped accompany them to the door..
"Thank you Cynthia for a lovely time!...Jennifer and I enjoyed ourselves. I can't wait for next week though!...It should be so much fun!....Oh Jennifer dear don't you have something to say to Gina??....."
Jennifer grinned, "I hope you have a very boring sleep Gina. In only a few short hours you will be in your beddybyes like a naughty brat should. Nighty night!..."
Gina could have smacked her. Because of her, her bedtime for today and tomorrow was to be at three o'clock sharp!......
The guests left and Gina was accompanied back into the room. Jackie and Marie were just finishing some snacks and drinks and got up to leave. They were pleased at Gina's treatment also.
Gina was angry. "Everyone seemed happy at the way I'm being treated. How could they?..They were my friends?...WHY???...."
After some more giggles at the sight of her cute flowered panties and tights on display and the ladies left reminding Gina that they would return as her instructors next week. Cynthia added a humiliating comment, meant to deliberately belittle her charge.
"Now don't forget, please be on time, because Gina promptly takes her nap at one o'clock through four o'clock, OK?...."
As the guests left, Gina was marched before Michael, Katrina and Monica.
"Well GinaMarie!...Had enough humiliation for today??.....Well I have a few more surprises for you that you won't like, believe me. I guess your "boyfriend" and "classmates" won't think much of you anymore. And little Jennifer!...Isn't she just precious?....Oh Gina you'll never learn!...Your the reason for this public humiliation today. It could have been totally prevented. You just love all the attention, don't you??......."
Gina never could shut her mouth. Her angry Scilian Italian temper got the best of her each and everytime.
"NO DAMMIT!...I'M RUINED!!!!...You shamed me before my friends. That was unfair. I hate you all......."
Before she could finish, Cynthia placed her hand over her mouth.
"If you don't quiet down, I'll have your doctor remove that nasty little voice box of yours, understood?....."
Cynthia never intended to carry out her threat, but it certainly brought concern to Gina and laughter from everyone else in the room.
Gina's thoughts turned to absolute horror. Without the use of the computer and with her friends brought in on her shame, how would she escape from this hell??...Well at least she had the bank account, and there were some others that she didn't communicate with on email. Perhaps.......
Her thoughts were interrupted by Cynthia's voice.
"Gina!...Please come over to me, I have a surprise waiting for you. It is a gift that I had especially made for you. But first, I want to give you something to open."
Cynthia went over to the living room cabinet and retrieved a box. It was wrapped in gift paper with a tag attached. The tag read "Gina. Hope You Enjoy Your Gift. With Love, Cynthia".
Gina looked at the box and wondered what it could be ?...Without much reservation, she proceeded to quickly remove the gift paper to reveal a carton of cigarettes. She seemed puzzled at least for the moment!....
Cynthia sensing her puzzlement explained, "I found a pack in your closet hidden underneath some old boxes. I hope you still smoke the brand." She said, with a steady rise of anger and sarcasm in her voice.
Gina didn't know what to do or say to her former friend. Michael would not be pleased!....NO, NOT ALL!!........"Cynthia I'mmm ..."
"Save it, Gina. Don't even waste your breath. I thought I smelled the smoke on your breath and decided to do a little investigating in your room. Needless to say, I found what I was looking for."
Gina knew that Cynthia had smoked out her nasty habit. Between school stress and the grief Cynthia gave her at home, it was a wonder it was only cigarettes.
She began to recall Thanksgiving Day and her temper boiled for a moment, when she thought of how her little sister Angela had substituted a joint and she got caught. She was spanked and put to bed well before two o'clock in the afternoon for it!....She was just waiting for he opportunity to present itself, so she could pay sweet Angela back!.......
Cynthia turned to her charge. "Now it should come as no surprise that you are going to be punished severely for this. For that, I will use something I had made up especially for you."
Cynthia motioned to Michael over to the corner of the living room. A large sheet covered the fairly large object. Cynthia stood in her stiletto heels and removed the cover, with everyone in awe!....
"Now Gina , your surprise gift."
Cynthia pulled back the sheet to reveal an oversized, old fashioned wooden straight backed chair. Everyone but Gina ooeed and ahhed.
"It is your new punishment chair, Gina."
Gina looked at this chair. She thought "Great, a new solid spanking chair. No cushion!.....And that wood is going to feel great on my sore bottom."
Cynthia sat down and motioned Gina over to her. "Go in the kitchen, get the hairbrush and then lay across over my lap, you naughty girl."
Gina was sure about getting spanked, and once again before Katrina and Monica. Oh, how she hated the both of them. She did as she was told, as all eyes were on her "punishment tights and panties", and proceeded to the kitchen.
She quickly returned and handed her Governess the hairbrush, then plopped her bare bottom over Cynthia's lap and awaited the first smack of her bottom.
Cynthia gave Gina about ten smacks on her bottom before commenting.
"Gina, this chair is not only for spanking overgrown little girls that smoke. It has some special features that make it especially well suited for punishing that naughty behavior. "
Gina's curiosity began to grow as she waited for Cynthia to continue.
Cynthia waited about ten seconds for the tension to build before revealing the other functions of this very special punishment chair.
It started simply with "Michael, would you be so kind as to help me with the setup of Gina's new punishment chair."
Michael said, "I would be only too happy to!...Gina knows how I feel about her smoking. Now she can feel the results of my anger".
Cynthia went over to the coat room closet and retrieved a large box. She quickly removed two arms that attached to the chair.
"Everyone, Please take notice the straps on the arms of the chair. Now, Gina. Between those and the straps in the box for your legs, I assure you that you will not be going anywhere till your Governess decides to conclude your punishment."
"Now the chest and head strap. This will insure that you always keep your head up for your punishment, so that veryone present an enjoy your humiliation to the fullest. And now for some very important pieces. First, we have the back attachment!...This important piece is a bar that attaches to the seat of the chair at the level of the headrest. It has two large hooks, one on either end and had a small kitchen timer attached close to the right and on the end side. It also has an assortment of hooks running along the length of it. Now please pay attention, especially you Gina!...."
"The two outside hooks hold your major punishment items, Gina. This hook", Cynthia began to explain and pointing to the one on the left hand side, holds your 3 quart punishment enema bag. It can be filled from the top and attached to the hook. At this point and at any time, I can release the clamp so the punishment mixture can enter your bottom and cramp your insides into knots. A nice clear tube will be used on it so your guests can see the mixture slowly working it's way into your bottom. You will usually be placed in diapers for your punishment enema and the timer will set for up to 3 to 4 hours. The enema should effective remove a majority of the cigarette's toxins from your body. Not to mention probably most of your last meal. Oh, and for severe disobedience, I can administer your enema right here in front of guests and before your next early bedtime, which we will certainly discuss very soon!......"
"The other hook is for your pacifier gag. It will deliver castor oil and soap mixtures to your mouth in addition to baby formula and laxatives. That should help you with the craving for something in your mouth. Also, when I first give it to you, the gag will be well coated with the vegetable extract that you love so much.
As I said before, when you make use of your punishment chair, you will be mostly be diapered. But it also had another feature that I will be sure to make use of".
"Everybody!....Now please watch this!...Cynthia said, excitedly.
She knelt down and opened a set of locks on the chair seat bottom. The center wooden portion of the seat was removed and replaced with another seat with a hole in the center.
"TADA.....Lo and behold, notice!.....A child's potty chair!...And all for my beloved Gina. The bottom of the chair has a chamber pot for her messes and it even has a music box that plays when she tinkles to inform her Governess that she went wee-wee.
Gina will be wearing this smock "Cynthia pulled out a long smock "when she has to do bare bottomed punishment chair time. Best of all, when mixed company is over, and she is really naughty, she will be doing a Lady Godiva impersonation for her ADULT guests!...."
Turning to her guests, Cynthia had a special request.
"Now if Monica and Katrina would be so kind as to help me diaper Gina, she could come down here and do a spell on the her nice new chair."
Cynthia forcefully pushes Gina, before grabbing her wrist, and the three women escort the humiliated, bare bottomed adult to her bedroom for her change of underwear.
Humiliated and defeated, Gina allowed Cynthia to strip her of her punishment tights, panties and smock top and put them away, before being secured in a tight confining cotton diaper and plastic pants.
She was going to serve her potty chair time with one other indignity however. The nozzle of the bardex was plopped in place and the special clear tubing brought around and in front of her diaper and taped in an "X" pattern on the front of her plastic pants with surgical tape. The snickering was unbearable for poor Gina!......Once completed, the diapered Gina is ready to be returned to the living room. But she whines again!....
"Miss Cynthia, at least allow me to wear a top?.....
Cynthia smiled. "You have nothing to be proud of Gina!....Why I do declare that your chest looks like two Hershey Kisses on a tabletop, NOW MARCH!......"
She was led by Cynthia, with her other two tormentors in tow who witnessed the entire proceeding back to the living room, where more guests were now seated!...
Gina balked and tried to escape. Cynthia held her wrists and whispered, "Now you will get into your chair and behave, or I will strip you in front of your own mother and sweet little sister, understand??...."
Gina balked and whined to everyone's delight. She was marched to her chair and tightly secured with straps. She couldn't move very well!.....
Cynthia greeted her new guests and introduced them to Katrina and Monica. Mother Rose clapped her hands in sheer delight!.....
"Hello naughty daughter of mine!....My, oh my Gina you are such a handful. But at least you are appropriately dressed as a two year old baby!......"
Monica intervened and apologized for her abruptness.
"I'm pleased you feel that way, Mother Rose. I dressed her according to the age she more portrays....."
Michael smiled and turned to Cynthia. She felt his warmth and sincerity and looked on as he nodded in agreement. He was growing tired of Gina's constant regression back to the status of a full time miscreant of a child and despite Cynthia's treatment, she continued to regress. Perhaps it was partially because she hated Cynthia so much, that she was just too ignorant to stop and see that her wayward actions were only hurting her more. Michael never intended for anything to go this far. Gina was the rightful victim of her own abuse. It was all her fault that Cynthia instituted public humiliation. There appeared to be a point of no return, as the relationship between Governess and child widened.


Angela gloated and couldn't resist commenting on Gina's new hairstyle.
Oh look at Gina's new bowl cut mother!...You are Gina right?....Wow for a moment I thought you were a BOY!.....Gee Gina!...."
Gina certainly did not appreciate her young teenaged sister's condescension of her.
"Angela, I.........."
"You had better be paying your sweet sister a compliment Gina, or would you rather I place some hot pepper on that tongue of yours, Hmmmm??...."
Gina shrugged. She lost again and Angela grinned and continued.
"I always thought your breasts were too big and now I know why!....I was right. You wore falsies, didn't you??....I have a more well developed chest than you, imagine that?...."
Gina threw daggers from her dark Scilian eyes, as Angela smirked back.
Everyone laughed as Cynthia continued her explanation of what was to happen next, as Michael refocused on his errant wife attired only in a padded cotton diaper with pink plastic baby pants sitting in her punishment chair well secured for her own good!.....
"Now, since Gina is usually too chatty for her own good at mealtimes, she will be fed through her pacifier gag as we eat the delicious food that she will be denied once again for her impertinence. She will no longer be allowed to sit at the dining room table as an adult. She has lost that privilege forever!.....
I am going to set the timer for one hour. At that time, I predict she will need a diaper change. Then, for everyone's amusement, she will get her punishment enema diaper change and have to sit in her chair with the pacifier. If she acts up, I will connect the tubing again and she will enjoy a mixture of castor oil and Pedialyte till she is ready for bed promptly at 3:00 p.m! "
"Gee Miss Cynthia!..Are you sure three is a good time??..I always thought babies should put to bed much earlier, so adults can converse in peace!....."
"Yes, today three o'clock is a good time, but perhaps you are right. I will consider an earlier schedule".
There was much laughter and comments about the early bedtime Gina would be forced to endure, as Cynthia continued.
"As you all know well, children should be seen and not heard. With her pacifier gag, this is assured for Gina all night, if I so decree!....."
Without any further explanation, Cynthia reached for the gag that would silence Gina for quite awhile. Of course Gina resisted and fought with all her strength. She was sick and tired of being treated this way and would show everyone that she was going to stop it once and for all!.....
"ANGELA!.....You son of a bitch!.....I will have your ass and soon. Your on my hit list girl!....DAMN.......Mmmmmmffmfffffff!......."
The pacifier gag was firmly strapped into Gina's mouth, and for the moment, it stopped her swearing and shouting to everyone's delight!....
Cynthia walked away and returned with a large clear plastic bag and attached it to the chair. She then connected it to the pacifier tubing that extended from Gina's mouth. Angela stood up as instructed by Mother Rose and addressed Cynthia.
"Would it be all right if I opened that little valve, Miss Cynthia?....In that way, I would accept Gina's apology for shouting such nasty things at me".
Cynthia nodded and stood aside as everyone watched the proceeding.
Her tender fingers clasped the valve and she looked straight at Gina smirking. Both of them knew that it was Angela who planted the "joint" on Thanksgiving Day. If only Gina never took that nap. Well it was too late now, for nobody would believe her!.....
Gina looked at Angela with hatred and scorn. Then Angela looked away and snapped open the valve, before whispering,
"You are the baby bitch!...Enjoy your baby formula. I hope you throw up for days. I'll get even with you Gina, you'll see!......"
The milky white formula began to make it's way down the tubing and into Gina's mouth. At that point, Angela took some photos and continued to do so to record the moment. She even got a few laughs when she said, "Look everyone, it's a Kodak moment!......."
The twenty ounces of infant formula would now find it's way into Gina's tummy, and allowed to settle and digest before her next intentional humiliation!.....
Cynthia then invited everyone to the dining room for a finely prepared Italian meal that this time was not prepared by Gina. She knew that Cynthia wasn't a good cook and was puzzled for the moment.
Angela looked back and stuck her tongue out at Gina!.....Gina continued to squirm and show her resentment. But no one took notice. She was ignored!.....
The guests sat down and thoroughly enjoyed their meal. To everyone's surprise and even Gina's as she could hear everything from the living room, was the addition of a maid, who was in the kitchen all this time, preparing and getting the table ready in the dining room for the guests. Naturally, the conversation turned to Gina.
"How many times to do expect to use the chair to punish Gina just for smoking ?", Monica asked Cynthia.
"For the smoking, Well I figure twice a week for about a month. It will be used however, to punish her for naughty language, improper dress, not cleaning well enough, laziness and general brattiness. Sitting on the chair with a heated bottom is also a good reminder for the brat to behave."
There was much laughter and comments as the conversation continued.
Monica said to Cynthia, in a mocking little girl tone.
"Oh, my little Gina's bottom will come to know every inch of that chair seat. A good hard bare bottom spanking and several hours of corner time can do wonders to improve the proficiency of the work and the demeanor of little girls!.."
The laughter filled the room as Mother Rose and others were asking questions and giving Cynthia ideas about Gina's treatment. It was Angela that certainly had everyone in agreement with her comments. It was music to Monica's ears as she wanted that from the very start. But now even Cynthia was in agreement, and Monica was happy. Finally the circle would be complete and there was no return for Gina. She had obliged Cynthia by continuing her bratty behavior. In Gina's mind, she thought that she was helping Michael to throw Cynthia out, but the reverse happened. There was no way that Cynthia was going anywhere and Gina was doomed to a life of being treated like the child she portrayed in real life!....Her bitchy temper and constant insulting of people, her childish transgressions at college with people much younger than herself and her belittling treatment was taking it's toll.
Michael grew tired also of a dirty household, her lounging clothes and her bad grades. She stopped wearing stiletto heels, which really invoked his anger and finally had to bring Cynthia on board to help make a responsible wife and grown up woman out of her. It was just not to be!......
After everyone enjoyed the meal and the discussions simmered down, Janice, the new maid cleared the table and everyone went back to the living room. As they did, Cynthia walked beside Katrina and smiled. "It's ready!....."
Katrina clapped her hands with joy as Cynthia continued.
"Are you available for a fitting Monday?....."
Katrina nodded, "Of course!..Oh I can't wait!...Thank you so much!..."
They entered the living room to see Gina still squirming, although the infant formula had been completely exhausted. She was not pleased to see everyone staring straight at her as they all sat down and watched as Cynthia approached her.
"Taste good Gina?...Well it must have for you finished every drop!...." (Like she really had a choice in the matter) Well let's check you didee huneypie!......"
She placed several fingers up her diapers and found that she was dry. She was not happy about that at all!...."
She made her disclosure to everyone in the room.
"It seems that babykins is dry. I think I can help that along. perhaps Gina is just constipated now!.....Oh Janice!....."
The young nineteen year old maid appeared and Gina's eyes grew large. "Who was this bitch??....The little tart!...Something young for Michael to bang??....."
"Gina!...I want you to meet Janice, our new live-in maid. Gina was appalled. It was Janice from college. The same Janice that she partied with and smoked a few joints with. Now this bitch was in on her treatment too?....
"Janice dear, please prepare the solution for Gina!...Thanks dear!.....Oh and everyone, Janice prepared today's meal!...wasn't it delicious??....."
The room filled with applause as Janice did a proper curtsy and excused herself. Gina looked concerned. Cynthia turned to her and folded her arms.
"After your treatment young lady, it's up to beddybyes for you. If you recall, it was your own dumb fault for mis-treating little six year old Jennifer earlier that got your weekend bedtime clocks set back three hours. Perhaps I should just make 3:00p.m. your new permanent bedtime forever, hmmm??......"
Everyone clapped. Angela spoke up. "That would be great Miss Cynthia. Then you can a quiet house to yourself!...."That's an excellent time!....."
"And so it shall be Gina!....From this point on, on Mondays, you will automatically set both weekend clocks at 3:00p.m. and your childish misbehavior will guarantee that they will be set even earlier!......"
Janice returned with a clear three quart enema bag and attached tubing. She placed it on the hook and handed the tubing to Cynthia who quickly fastened the end to the connector taped on Gina's diaper front. Janice left, but returned momentarily with another clear plastic bag containing the mixture of castor oil and Pedialyte. In addition, she mixed the contents of both gelcaps to ensure a deep restful sleep. She hung it on the stand and disconnected the old tubing and removed the empty bag that contained formula. The new tube was connected to her pacifier and ready for action. Janice looked down at her.
"Sorry Gina, but Cynthia made me an offer I couldn't refuse. Besides I can now get back at you for trying to steal John away from me and for humiliating me in public that you so often found pleasure in".
Gina muffled pleas through her pacifier, but Cynthia ignored her. She squeezed both inflatable cuffs causing much pressure on Gina's haughty rectum and opened the clamp allowing the soapy punishment mixture to travel down the] clear tube and into Gina's intestines....She was full already from the formula, now she would be extended like a pregnant mother and to everyone's delight!....
Then Janice opened the snap valve and the oily solution found it's way to Gina's mouth causing her to shake her head and grimace in agony from the horrid taste!...Gina provided quite a sideshow as she squirmed and squealed from the horrid tasting castor oil and cramps from the soapy enema solution. Angela and Katrina clapped their hands and laughed all through her punishment session. Monica leaned over to Michael and said, "Michael dearest, Cynthia is the perfect girl for you. You can't go on having Gina as your child bride much longer. Do see my way as you will be much happier. I am worried about you!...."
Michael smiled back and nodded. He knew that something more had to be done in his household to ensure peace and he would listen to Monica. He assured her that both he and Cynthia needed to talk in detail with her in his study and Monica smiled back. "Yes, The time has come!....."
The laughter and comments continued as Gina felt the first wave of cramps. The mixture was hot and caused her to sweat!...She was going to receive every drop of the enema that Cynthia assured her and they all stared at her as the enema punishment continued. Janice stoodby and occasionally shook the contents of each bag, to make sure every drop was going to Gina.
Minutes later, the agonizing flow had stopped and Cynthia clamped off the bag and removed the attachment. Janice had taken it away and Gina sat with both balloons fully inflated with a very full stomach, containing the soapy enema solution and twenty ounces of sickly sweet and warm infant formula....The Pedialyte was still flowing very slowly due to the castor oil and was left in place.
"You will sit here for twenty minutes Gina!...After that time, we shall finish with you!....." Gina was uncomfortable and moaned through her gag, begging for relief!....She was ignored again. Gina watched as Michael motioned for Cynthia who went to his side and Monica joined in the conversation. They were all smiles and nodded to each other. Gina wondered what they were up to....All eyes were upon Gina as the laughter, snide comments and finger pointing continued. Katrina and Angela were enjoying her demise the most.
The timer went off and Cynthia unstrapped her from the chair. She called for Janice who helped remove her, but not before bringing a restraint belt around her waist and securing both wrists in the velcro cuff and clipping them to the belt. Then the pacifier tubing was removed. Now she wouldn't be able to smack anyone. It was wise of Cynthia to perform this task. She just knew Gina all too well and responded appropriately or Gina would get away. Gina's tummy made gurgling sounds as the soapy water, formula, Pedialyte and castor oil were working effectively to clean out her naughty insides. Angela laughed at her.
"My, my Gina, you are a gassy baby, whew!......"
"Say goodnight Gina!...It's 2:30p.m. now and we need to get you into the bathroom to expel and get your diaper changed. Then it's bedtime for you!..."
Although she tried, her effective gag prevented anything but grunting noises which please everyone.
The comments were all but to Gina's satisfaction. She was taunted by comments that belittled her in regards to early bedtime punishment sentence. Everyone was happy to see her go and no one spared their comments of discontent towards her. It was so humiliating having to stand there with her breasts bared and wearing only a padded diaper and plastic pants.
She was led away with her head bowed in shame as the ladies escorted her upstairs to the bathroom, then to her bed for another long deep sleep. For Gina it was agonizing and embarrassing. Today's events marked a turn around in her treatment. She would never again be allowed to hold her head up proudly and act as an adult. She was being treated as a baby and no longer a little naughty girl. She had to come up with a plan to escape despite all these setbacks and began to think about some alternatives.
All that could be heard was the staccato tapping of high heels and sniffling as Gina was led away from her guests and up to bed. She was disgraced and shamed and wanted revenge, that for the moment would not come.....



Cynthia hung up the phone and cursed. Her anger and disgust was showing as she thought about the call that she just received. She grew weary and tired of Gina's continued childishness and regression. In her observation of Gina. she sensed that Gina resented her so much, that she allowed herself to receive punishment of the most childishness type. Cynthia shook her head in puzzlement. But for the moment she had a serious matter to handle and that required her full and undivided attention.
"Well GinaMarie DiAmbrosia!....You really did it to yourself this time. Even I cannot help you now!... Michael will be furious. I think it's time I spoke to your pediatrician and get some serious advice. I am growing tired of correcting your errant behavior and you continue to regress. It's time to invoke some serious changes in your life. Monica was right. You are a child bride and that is all. You will never grow up to be a responsible adult and you need constant supervision. You are a brat and always will be!....Besides, Michael and I are getting quite close now and maybe it's time for some change in our lives too...."
The phone call was from the police. It seems that Gina and a group of her college friends were caught tampering with the college's computer system. Gina had been restricted to home tutoring, but her link was the computer!...Despite the fact that she was supervised in regards to computer time, she managed to become a hacker. The group of students had successfully played a college prank by hacking their way into the computer system and reading teacher's emails addressed to students with sexual situations, obviously doctered photos of the college president in bed with his secretary and his wife, and most serious of all, she had assisted in tampering with grade averages of several thousand students. The University was very shortly going to publicize and press charges of unlawful computer tampering, which would definitely place Gina in jail along with her college buddies. The press would be swarming about the house and Michael's reputation would be in ruin!....Something drastic indeed needed to be done.
Cynthia sat down to gather her thoughts, so that she would know to do the proper thing. Janice comforted her as best she could and Cynthia held her hand and smiled. Then a thought came to her mind. She reached for the phone and luckily thought Monica in between sets at the studio. They talked for a long time and Cynthia shared all that she knew of the incident. Janice stood by her and rubbed her shoulders to ease the stress that she was being put through and Cynthia started to feel better. After that phone call, Cynthia felt much better.
She turned to Janice and grinned.
"Janice dear, remember that brochure that cam in the mail recently about baby care and baby sitting??...."
Janice nodded and smiled back.
"Well why don't you find it and sign up. I have a feeling that you should sign up and attend this class. It will only help you to complete your Nanny License, OK?..."
Janice acknowledged her, like a prim and proper young maid should.
"Why Yes Ma'am!...I will today. I have you page number in case something comes up and will humbly await your return. Drive carefully now!...."
Janice was very sweet and understanding. Cynthia kissed her on the forehead and left the house for her short trip to the police station.


Cynthia recalled the events that led to this trip and was sill upset, wondering how Michael would take the news. After Gina's initial arrest, she was taken to the local police station. Janice didn't know what else to do, but page Cynthia after the fact. This was one time that Cynthia wished that she were home. Gina was quickly dressed in appropriate attire for her trip by Janice and the page followed. She pulled into the parking lot and proceeded to the front desk. She was immediately allowed to proceed to the holding area, and there was Gina!....She looked extremely nervous and began crying as she spotted Cynthia coming towards her. To Cynthia, her crying appeared phony. Gina began to whine almost immediately.
"Cynthia, I'm so sorry. It was just harmless fun that got carried away. Now they are going to put me in jail."
Cynthia sat down and with rage in her eyes and voice spoke with authority.
"What were you thinking, Gina??.....Do you ever think before you do anything??....Well I want the whole story and don't you dare lie to me."
Gina could only stand there and take Cynthia's matronly scolding. She really had no defense, nor could she lie about what happened. She was all choked up, but Cynthia held her hand and tried to calm her down, so she could hear this bizarre story unfold.
"Cynthia, I mean Miss Cynthia!...The whole thing started out as a joke. A group of my friends from my computer class managed to gain teacher access to the computer system using a stolen password. We were going to use it just to look around. You know, just to see what we could do!...That's all!....Well Tony then got the dumb idea of sending emails from the teacher's account to everyone in the school. You know, a joke letter telling whom was bedding whom, which students were seen in the very friendly company of faculty. You know, stupid stuff, like that....."
As usual, Gina was acting typically stupid in her appraisal of the situation. With the mentality of a thirteen year old, it's no wonder she became involved in this scandalous activity. She encouraged Gina to continue.
"So, naturally you went along.....And then what ?", Cynthia demanded.
"Well Eric found a way to change our grades. That's when the real trouble started." Gina tearfully told her Governess.
"The real trouble??....YOU were in real trouble before the grades got changed. The grade change only made it a felony."
"A felony ? "Gina was astounded.
"Yes, a felony. Tampering with a business or college's computer systems
is a felony." Cynthia sternly told her charge.
"Oh dear!....Cynthia, please help. I will never do anything like this again."
"You bet you won't. Wait here till I find out more." Cynthia angrily said to Gina as she left the room. After what had seemed to be hours, Cynthia returned with papers in her hand. She looked down at Gina and took her hand.
"Come on little girl, it's time to go home. You will have a court date set next week, which means that for the next eight days, you are under "house arrest" by order of your Governess!....
Cynthia was silent all the way home, still stewing about the events of this day. Despite the student teachers she hired to tutor Gina, she managed to become a hacker and network with other individuals who apparently had the same intellect as her and get away with a typical teenaged prank. Well changes would have to be made and soon. But first she had to deal with Gina when she got home. Her arm was sore from all that spanking and so much in fact that she decided to resort to other humiliating measures to force compliance of her twenty six year old charge going on thirteen!....She called Janice from her car phone and told her to put the plan into effect. Gina cowered in the car.
They arrived home and the garage door was closed before Cynthia exited. She grabbed Gina by the wrist and took her inside. It was very early morning, not even 9:00a.m.!....This entire escapade at the station took several hours and Michael was not even notified yet!.....Janice was waiting in the kitchen.
"Everything is in order Miss Cynthia and prepared at your request!..Hello GinaMarie!...Tsk, Tsk, I have been told you have been really naughty today!....."
Gina cowered. She hated Janice too!...This twenty year old maid was really getting on her nerves too!...Sensing her crabbiness, Cynthia put her plan into action.
"OK Gina Marie!...It's time to get you ready for a nice and peaceful day. One of complete quiet and rest. Go upstairs now!....."
Gina resisted!....."NO, I won't!...Stop treating me like a child. I will call Michael right now and......."
Cynthia mused. "All right then, let's call Michael....."
She nodded to Janice, who brought the portable phone over and Cynthia dialed the number. Once Michael answered, she handed the phone to her pouty charge. Right away, Gina began her pleading and raising her voice against Cynthia's treatment. She slowed down and handed the phone back to Cynthia who was still grinning from ear to ear!....
"Why yes Michael. I know what to do. Lots of rest?...Of course she is so cranky and irritable so I will. Oh and I was wondering if you would like to take in a late evening dinner. Yes I believe we have something to discuss in private. Yes, it's very important. See you soon!..Bye!...."
She handed the phone back to Janice and instructed her to return to her work in the kitchen as she marched Gina upstairs.
"I'll be down shortly Janice after I put Miss CrabbyPants to bed for the night!...." There was a snicker that Gina heard from Janice that made her even more irritable. Cynthia patted her behind to "encourage" her to move faster.
"Come on slow-poke, I haven't got all day. I have lots to do, now that you will be out of he way, babykins!....Move along now!...."
Once in the bedroom, Cynthia marched her in front of the window. Gina looked out as she had done so many times before and wondered what her fate would be....Cynthia was elusive at this point, but Gina noticed the bedcovers folded back and her dreaded sleeper on a hanger. Cynthia placed the bottle in the warmer and turned Gina around.
"You are going to be very sorry that you participated in this most childish act of computer hackering. You will never again be allowed the privilege of computer time. Little children like yourself do not need such things. Meanwhile, I am going to give you a high volume punishment enema and put you to bed for the night. I need a great deal of time to think about how we are going to deal with your illegal act of misbehavior!...."
She proceeded to undress her charge and this time, threw her clothes in a pile on the floor. Apparently Janice was going to take care of them.
Then Cynthia spun her around and ordered her hands to be placed on top of her head and t leave them there. Gina knew that Cynthia's anger was not to be reckoned with, so she humbly complied with every order. Cynthia then left for the bathroom, leaving Gina to contemplate her punishment before the window. She stood with her hands resting on top of her head and completely naked.
Gina could hear the water running in the bathroom as Cynthia prepared the enema solution. Within minutes, she was done and came for Gina.
"OK little girl, let's get that sassy bottom of yours cleaned out but good!.."
She grabbed the naked woman by her ear and marched her to the bathroom. There she sat down and threw Gina across her lap like a naughty child. She secured both hands behind her back with velcro cuffs and put on her vinyl gloves, snapping them into place. She reached for the jar of Vaseline and took a small amount and inserted it well up Gina's butt with several fingers. Gina moaned in agony and shame from the intrusion to Cynthia's delight. The fluted tip was inserted without any problems, despite Gina's clamps to clench up her tight ass to retard the nozzle that would deliver her punishment.
Cynthia laughed at her tight ass, knowing that she probably saw that ass a lot more than Gina's own husband Michael. The balloons were pumped with air, making for a tight fit inside and outside of her rectum and Gina begged for relief!...
"Why Gina!...We haven't even started yet....There's the solution yet to come and clean out those naughty and arrogant insides of yours child..."
Gina squirmed and squealed like the brat she portrayed and Cynthia opened the clamp. The soapy milky white solution traveled down the tubing and into Gina's bowels resulting in complaining and whining to stop. Of course, Cynthia refused to even respond to her. She was so angry with Gina. She knew that she had much to do today and she wanted Gina asleep in quiet peace and sound shortly. Gina whined and cried as the three quarts made her belly distend like a pregnant woman, but Cynthia wouldn't relent, until the last drop emptied the bag and it hung flat as a pancake. Gina was always proud of her slim waist and tummy line. Bu thanks to the formula, she was gaining weight and he was complaining of stretch marks from the frequent enemas. Then she whispered to her charge.
"OK Gina, up you go and you have exactly five minutes to expel everything, understood?....."
Gina just moaned as Cynthia allowed her up and then she disconnected the enema tubing and released both balloons, before removing the bardex nozzle. Gina sat on the toilet and let go with a whoosh. She bent over in agonizing pain as wave after wave of cramps hit. Cynthia cleaned up her equipment and the timer went off s 'signalling the end of Gina's toilet use. She was not quite done, but no matter as Cynthia pulled her from the toilet and cleaned her bottom. Then she inserted the two medicated suppositories and a tampon and added soaker pads and a thick cloth diaper and plastic pants. Gina's bottom was as tight as a drum, very hot and extremely confining from her diaper prison. There was no way anything would leak now.
"OK honey, you can go all you want now...."
Gina looked on her tormentor with anger and Cynthia refused to take notice. She simply helped her into the one piece sleeper and locked it from behind. Then she marched Gina into the bedroom and helped her into bed after fluffing up her pillows. The sounds from outdoors told Gina that it was a beautiful day she was about to miss and it was then that Cynthia came up with another intrusion. Earplugs!...Before she inserted them into Gina's ears, Cynthia tucked in her blankets with blanket pins and brought the bottle containing sixteen ounces of baby formula and two gel caps to her lips. At first Gina refused, then Cynthia told her of the consequences.
"Cooperate Gina, or I'll set up your pacifier and a two quart bag of formula!....I mean it!...."
Gina cooperated and despite the horrid taste finished it in record time. Cynthia kissed her on the forehead and set up the baby monitor and video camera. She smiled at her charge.
"Well Gina, it's only 9:30a.m. in the very early morning and you are going to bed for the rest of this beautiful day and night. I have plenty to do today young lady and both Janice and I will be watching over the video as well as from the monitor either one of us will carry. So behave and go to sleep. That is all you are allowed to do today. I will return at intervals to feed you some more healthy baby formula and check your diapers. You should not have any concerns at all babykins. The sleep will do you a world of good, despite the fact you are in bed for punishment. Nighty night now!......"
Cynthia closed and locked the door after closing the heavy curtains and blinds and leaving on only a small nightlight. Gina fell fast asleep. but not because she wanted to. She was being punished and the strong medication would help her remain compliant. Cynthia went downstairs and into the study. there was much to do and she had to speak to Michael....


That evening, Cynthia looked her very best, wearing her special blue polka dot dress that was nearly transparent and her high heels. She checked her makeup carefully. She wanted Michael to not only notice her, but Basque in her beauty instead of being consumed in the negativity of Gina's actions. They would have to come with grips with her and deal with her once and for all. During the afternoon, Gina tossed and turned, but Janice checked in on her and gave her several more medicated bottles. She would sleep peacefully through dinner and into the night, mused Cynthia. Such was her punishment for her actions. All day bed punishment!....Cynthia had much to do, but relaxed for a bit in front of the television and watched the Wheel of Fortune. An idea propped up in her head and she took some notes.
Michael was indeed thrilled to see Cynthia and hugged her, marveling at her very feminine outfit that he found alluring and seductive. They dined alone by candlelight and shared some fine wine, before retiring to Michael's study to discuss the events of the past several days. Once she was seated comfortably with her logs crossed seductively, Cynthia told of Gina's most recent run in with the law. Michael's face was one of anger and disappointment towards his young wife. She still had not learned to be a good wife. Cynthia continued and offered a plausible solution to the problem. She explained that Gina was continuing to regress into a second childhood and that perhaps the wrong therapy was being offered. Michael was a bit puzzled as she continued.
She went on to say that she discussed the matter with Gina's pediatrician and he suggested a suitable solution to the problem. Perhaps it was time to have Gina declared mentally incompetent and placed into her rightful age of thirteen as Monica once suggested. There would be no problem acquiring the proper documentation and Monica knew a judge who would willingly cooperate. Michael nodded in agreement and smiled. Perhaps Cynthia was right!....


By next week, Gina was to appear in court and answer the charges for her latest escapade. After that mused Cynthia, she will be putty in our hands as she will become demoted in age for her own good!....

A week later, Gina was found guilty of malicious computer tampering and
was ordered to the court for sentencing. She stood solemnly before the judge.
"Miss Gina D'Ambrosia. Please stand and receive your sentence"
Gina stood up, shaking with terror.
The judge looked hard and long at the convicted felon.
"Miss D'Ambrosia!....Do you have any idea how long it will take the college to fix your grade changes ?"
Gina looked down and said quietly "No, sir"
"It will take at least several days of full time work. I don't need to mention that will not include the erasing of the emails form all the student's accounts. That adds another half day onto the effort."
"Yes" Gina said quietly. "I realize now what I did was very wrong and I
am prepared from my punishment"
"Well, I see that there is at least hope for you. "The judge said.
"Your friend, Cynthia, has spoken to me in private and made a case for you to avoid jail. She assured me that this type of behavior on your part will never happen again. She has devised a plan that I find suitable for your correction and I expect you to adhere to it under the direct orders of the court."
Gina was in tears and warbled "Yes, sir."
The judge started to lay out their plan of correction for Gina. She is declared mentally incompetent (thanks to Monica) and placed under Cynthia's direct care. her status as dictated by state code is CHILD of thirteen.
(1) The defendant is sentenced to House Arrest' for a period of no less than five years and no more than fifteen years."
House Arrest requires her to be at home at all times except for school,
at which time Cynthia must arrange with the court to have adult supervision for Gina for all her classes and her walk to and from school each day.
(2) She must sell all possessions of value, including but not limited to clothes and jewelry to pay off a court ordered fine of five thousand dollars.
(3) She is required by the court to perform community services at a maximum pay rate of 3 dollars an hour for between 10 and 12 hours a week to earn money to repay the balance of her fine.
(4) You will attend college as a full time student carrying at least 15 credits a semester. You are required to submit to the court your grades and will suffer additional court ordered penalties for failure to maintain a 'B+' average till you graduate.
Upon graduation, you will volunteer at a court approved school for 5 hours a week every semester till your sentence is completed.
(5) Cynthia has made available to the court a dress code that she will require you to wear for the duration of your sentence. It played a large part in my decision to release you under her supervision so I expect you to comply with her dress requirements to the full extent of the court's decree.
(6) Cynthia has also informed me that you are required to adhere to a schedule of household duties, homework and bedtimes. The complete schedule for every day of the week will be submitted to the court to insure that you are making good use of your out of class time.
It is expected to have an emphasis on performing chores, studying and very restricted free time for you to get into trouble.
(7) The court has ordered Cynthia to give you corporal punishment. It is to consist of 2 hand spankings, a paddling and a good session with the strap to be performed on your bare bottom every week.
The spankings are to be severe in nature, each leaving your bottom uncomfortable to sit on for at least 12 hours. That is all for now, go you are dismissed.
Gina was led from the courtroom with her head bowed low in shame. Monica smiled at Cynthia as they followed them out and back home. Although it was several hours before dinner, Cynthia put Gina to bed after a short temper tantrum. The next day would be trying for her, as Cynthia picked up the phone and made some special plans for tomorrow.


The morning came and Cynthia began to prepare her charge for a special day. The doorbell rang as Cynthia finished putting the finishing touches of Gina's Barbie make up on her. Gina was dressed today in a nice white blouse with a burgundy blazer and navy skirt. Her shoes were highly polished oxfords and her knee socks, all white and perfectly straight. Her hair was in pigtails and her underwear for this special day a pristine set of white cotton panties. She would like the picture of an overgrown fifth grader for her guests.
Cynthia had arranged this special meeting of the group after having further conversations with the post woman by the front door every morning. The post woman, Susan, would frequently ask about Gina and Cynthia would truthfully respond that either Gina behaved herself or she was naughty and currently being punished or be facing punishment by Cynthia soon.
Susan would often tell of her six year old daughter Kelly, and the trouble her daughter occasionally got into around the house. Kelly would often forget to clean her room and when her mother demanded that she do it right away, her daughter would become bratty and talk back. Bedtime was a problem in Susan's household. Susan would order Kelly to bed and the youngster would try her best to avoid the issue for 20 to 30 minutes.
Cynthia told Susan that Gina posed similar problems for her and because the two woman were the mothers of two naughty girls, why not punish them together ?
Susan was all for the idea and the two mothers quickly arranged a "play date" for their two charges. The play the two children would act in was a tragedy, accompanied with copious amounts of crying by the performers and a "standing in the corner" ovation at the end.
The props the play would need is a punishment list for each performer in
the play, two long wooden hairbrushes and two paddles. The casts outfits were mutually agreed upon by the producers of the play. Gina would dress as a appealing, well scrubbed but very naughty schoolgirl and Kelly would be a bratty six year old in jeans and sneakers. The fact that Gina would look even younger than Kelly in her school girl outfit would be a nice twist that Gina would definitely find most upsetting.
Cynthia grabbed Gina's earlobe and walked with her to the door to meet her guests for the day. The door was opened and Susan had her hand on Kelly's earlobe as the two mothers exchanged greetings.
"Cynthia, How are you? I would like you to meet Kelly, my naughty six year old daughter. Kelly, say hello to Mrs. DiAmbrosio"
The greatly embarrassed youngster looked up at Cynthia and said "Hello, Mrs. DiAmbrosio. I am glad to meet you."
Cynthia knew it was a lie but responded kindly to the youngster
"Hello, Kelly. It is also nice to meet you. But I wish it was not under these unfortunate circumstances. Your mother told me what a bad girl you have been to her this week so she and I have arranged for you to come here and get punished for your misbehavior. But you will not be alone in that department. Your friend in misery will be my daughter Gina."
Cynthia turned to Gina and told her to introduce her self to Susan and Kelly. "Gina, say hello to Mrs. Fields and her daughter Kelly."
Gina said, with a low voice, "Hello Mrs. Fields. And hello to you, Kelly. I hope we could be friends."
Cynthia smiled at Gina's very probable lie. Cynthia would know that the two children would never be friends after what Kelly would see today. Gina's anger at her exhibition of her bare bottom in front of the youngster would prevent that from ever happening. Not that a friendship between the two was likely anyway. But the play scenes the two would perform would make it impossible. But Cynthia was happy that Gina even made the statement. It showed at least a slight improvement in her manners.
Susan then proceeded to enter Cynthia's home escorting her daughter still by the earlobe. The group made their way over to the couch with the two actors standing in front of their two severest critics.
Susan would begin her review of her child's behavior by retrieving a handwritten note from her purse. She also got out the wooden hairbrush and paddle props and laid them beside the Gina's three props.
"Kelly, I will now read your punishment list for the week of January 3 through January 9, 1999. You have a total of 3 offenses. 1) Not cleaning you room properly. 2) Talking back. 3) Not going to bed on time. The first two offenses happened only once but the third offense happened on three separate days. Your penalty is 10 spanks for offense number one, 15 spanks for offense number two, and 15 spanks for offense three, 5 spanks per incident. You will be getting the spanks with both the hairbrush and paddle, with Cynthia giving you your hairbrush spanks and you coming back to Mommy for the paddle. And now, Cynthia will read Gina's punishment list"
Cynthia then opened her notes and began "Gina, Your punishment list for the week of January 3rd through 9th, 1999 has four offenses. 1) Not properly cleaning your room. 2) Dirtying your clothes. 3) Talking Back. 4) A substandard grade of =91C-' on your History exam. Your penalty is 15 spanks for offense one, 15 spanks for offense two, 25 spanks for offense three and 40 spanks for offense four. You will also be punished by both of us, Susan will give you the hairbrush part of your punishment and after you will come back to me for the second part of your correction with the paddle.
Your punishment will also include a welcoming hand spanking over both Mommy's laps, and a concluding hand spanking by Mommy before your second corner time of your punishment. The first corner time will be a scheduled intermission between the first and second act of the play lasting 1 hour.
Now that I have outlined the script of the play, we will now start the in house production of "A Red Tail of Two City Brats. First I want both Gina and Kelly to visit the bathroom so we have no accidents during their performances."
The two soon to be actors visited the bathroom and came back to Cynthia directing her them like a seasoned professional. "Gina, remove your skirt and panties and Kelly, remove your jeans and underwear. Go to the corner and await for your cues to start the play."
The two children started removing their outer clothes and underwear. "Fold your clothes neatly, children and place them on the chair over there"
Cynthia ordered.
Soon the bare bottomed actors were awaiting in the living room corner for their cue. Their wait was a very long fifteen minutes.
"A Red Tail of Two City Brats. Act One. Gina and Kelly, you're on" Cynthia yelled out to the living room corner.
The two children slowly made their way over to their Mommies. "Gina, place yourself across my lap and Kelly, place yourself across the lap of you
r mother. This is your welcoming spanking from each of us to prepare your bottoms for their performances."
Gina and Kelly glanced at each other, and with looks of sorrow placed themselves over their Mommy's knee. "The first part of the welcome will be a nice, several minute hard spanking over Mommy's lap. Let us begin"
` Gina and Kelly both felt the hard hand of their mother impact on their
bottom at about the same time. Susan and Cynthia would be spanking their
child once about every five to ten seconds, so the two children received approximately 20 spanks with a lot of scolding in between each hard slap
of their bare bottoms.
Gina and Kelly were then directed over the other Mommy's lap for another 20 stingers to their now hurting bottoms.
The two actors were crying and both were promising to never be naughty again. The mothers let the performers do their naughty child act for several minutes before they told to get for the first act of the play.
"The first act is set to begin. Are the actors, stage hands and props ready ?" Cynthia asked sweetly. The mother stage hands were readied with their hairbrush prop in their right hand and the two actors were cued to go over their laps.
"The first act has Kelly getting 40 spanks with the hairbrush from me and the much naughtier Gina, a total of 95 from Susan. Susan, I warn you. That is more than I have ever given her, so hold on to her tightly. If you feel she is moving too much, I have belts to restrain her"
The actors were definitely not looking forward to this part of their performance and very slowly got into position. With both children now over their laps, the hairbrushes fell and the howling of the actors began.
WHAP "OWWW" WHAP "OOOOOWWWW" WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, "OOOOOOWWW"
Kelly learned very, very quickly something that Gina already knew very well. Cynthia spanked HARD. No matter what the age of the victim. And Gina was learning that Miss Susan Fields was no piece of cake to be punished by either. She landed her hairbrush across both cheeks and would spread Gina's bottom to get her ass crack every 5th stroke.
By the time the first act was finished, their bottoms were burning as the mother's lead the actors to the corner for the play's one hour intermission. And the crying of the two performers increased greatly when the two learned their intermission would be spent SITTING DOWN.
During the intermission, the two actors were fed by their Mommies. Gina would be downing baby bottles of formula while Kelly got vegetable baby food spoon fed to her. With prunes for dessert.
The second act started and ended with a hard paddling to both the actors
still very sore bottoms. Kelly never had been punished with the paddle before, so it's sting made on impression on her bottom that made her wail. Gina, much more familiar with the paddle's sting, was wailing loudly due to the length of her paddling.
Finally, the actors only had the final hand spanking of the day to suffer through. This would prove to be a long hand spanking number around 50 smacks with plenty of scolding by the mothers as they reddened their child's seat.
With tears flowing freely, the two actors were lead to their standing ovation in the corner. And bedtime for each right after. The announcement of a punishment early bedtime made Gina cringe in shame. It was only mid afternoon and shortly she would tucked away for her own good.


A Few Days Later....

Gina wailed loudly as Cynthia continued to punish her bottom with the hairbrush. WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP and the OWS of the bare bottom Gina "OWWW, Miss Cynthia. Please stop. I'll be good....... WHAP, WHAP, "OWWWW" WHAP "I be so good Miss Cynthia. I promise"
The paddling of Gina was going to teach her lesson Cynthia would force her to learn "Are you ever going to neglect your chores again ?" WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP
"No Miss Cynthia, I swear!!!!!!!" Gina tearfully pleaded with her Governess as the latest round of pain was absorbed into Gina's pink bottom.
"You still got at least fifty more to go, Gina. That is if I don't think you need a really good lesson to become less forgetful about your duties."
Gina wailed at the latest new on the length of her punishment and prayed silently for something soft to sit on while she did her inevitable post corner time on her hard, wooden chair.
The newest punishment of Gina was due to her non completion of laundry folding before Cynthia came home from an outing that night. Gina planned on completing her folding chore as soon as her college basketball game finished that she was watching on television.
Cynthia allowed her charge the rarely granted privilege of being allowed to watch television before her chore list was completed as a reward for performing especially well on a Calculus exam that Gina had taken earlier that week. She earned way above her normal "C" to an "A-" on the exam and Cynthia felt a little reward for her studious charge would be nice. Cynthia should have learned by now that giving Gina any leeway usually is a recipe for disaster. But Cynthia always held out hope that her friend would one day rise to the challenge of her Governess relaxing the rules once in a great, great while.
Unfortunately for Gina, the game ran into double overtime before her college finally won by one point and in her excitement over the win, totally forgot her folding laundry chore. She would be painfully reminded of the chore over her Governess' lap several hours later.
"Gina, I reward you for your Calculus mark by letting you watch the basketball game before your chores are finished and this is how you show your appreciation ?"
Gina' s behind was in flames as she spoke "I so sorry, Miss Cynthia. Please forgive me. I will never forget to my chores again."
Cynthia landed several extra hard smacks WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP as she angrily said to her charge "It was less than a month ago that I heard the exact same words from you after you forget to clean the living room. And I had company coming over too. I was so embarrassed. Do you remember that spanking I gave you?"
Gina vividly remembered that awful spanking. She had a sore bottom for a week after it. But she still continued her plea "Yes, I know Miss Cynthia. Just give me one more chance I know I can do better."
"Well, you can do better with a truly fried backside." Her Governess said as she unleash a flurry of spanks to her charge. "WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP, WHAP"
Cynthia was just about to stop the barrage of smacks when she felt a warm drip down her leg. It took several long seconds to realize what was happening. GINA WAS WETTING ON HER.
Cynthia was shocked at the latest outrage of her charge. "GINA, WHAT ARE YOU DOING ??????? ARE YOU PISSING ON ME????" Gina next set of wails gave Cynthia all the answer she needed.
Cynthia could not believe it. Here her friend was pissing over her lap during a punishment spanking. OF ALL THE NERVE. THE BITCH.
The dripping, bawling Gina was lead to the kitchen corner by the earlobe. "Gina, you are going to pay for this, my naughty little baby Gina. Pay like you never paid before......."
Several hours later, Gina was bathed, cleaned and dressed by her Governess and Cynthia had put on a full set of fresh clothes. Gina's mess on the floor was scrubbed with cleanser and disinfectant by her and she put up the laundry for her Governess' messed outfit.
Cynthia was still reeling from Gina's accident. "What am I going to do with you, Gina ?
You really are a baby!"
Gina pleading began instantly "Please, Miss Cynthia. I am soooo sorry. It was an accident. I don't know how it happened."
Deep in her heart, Cynthia was pretty sure it was an accident. Even Gina would not pull a stunt like that. But Cynthia could not be 100 percent sure, given Gina's past history. So Cynthia had no choice but to find Gina guilty of very, very naughty disobedience unless she could prove herself innocent.
"Gina, I have decided on your several punishments for your most current misbehavior.
Here they are
1) You will be wearing diapers 24 hours a day, 7 days a week for the next 6 months. You will spend several hours in wet diapers before I grant you a diaper change.
2) I will be giving you long, hard spankings every other day in a month long test of the capabilities of your bladder. You will be given large amounts of water to drink between one and three hours before your spanking and you are expected to hold it throughout your spanking and it's accompanying corner time. As you succeed in passing each of my tests, each subsequent test would become ever more challenging in terms of water amount and corner time.
3) You will be taken across my lap for 2 daily enemas for the length of your punishment. This will be the only acceptable way for you to evacuate your bowels while under this regime. If I find that you messed in your diaper, you will increase the length of your time undergoing full diaper punishment.
4) Till further notice, your bedtime is now four PM weekdays and 2 PM on weekends
5) You will have your diapers changed in public or semi public areas throughout your punishment time. I will not make any allowances for you wearing your diapers when I plan our outings. If you have to have your diaper changed in a park with a hundred people looking on, that is part of the price you will pay for your naughtiness.

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