Ms. Roleplay 18+

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 🥰You’ve found your magic fairy godsubmissive. I love to roleplay and share the fun with others! Please feel free to message me and maybe we can have some fun!🥰 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 30/transfemale/East Coast USA 18+ only!!! No Minors!!!

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The Index!

Tears Always Help

Annalyse's First Christmas Tree

Time for Bed

Partners Must Be Accountable

Skipping School Has Consequences

Sisters Fight Sometimes!

Rachel's Bad Day

Everyone Deserves Praise

Sir Takes What He Wants

The Traveling Hairbrush Salesman

A short little bully/nerd RP

A small little RP scene 😊😊😊

More to come in the future! My newest posts are at the top!

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Why did you have adult diapers on you wish list on amazon I’m not here to judge I just wanted to know why?

I'm into abdl! 😊😊😊 I enjoy acting little and being cared for. I like the simplicity and the carefree nature of it!

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Who else misses when the ABDL community was friendly to each other, when we were just freaks who love diapers. Before everything became Monetized ...... Money always ruins EVERYTHING

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Looks like fun, I can sub or dom or anything in between with roll play. Interested to learn more about what you do.

I mostly play submissive roles and I have a wide range of kinks to help make your fantasies come true. If you’re interested then please feel free to pm me. 🥰🥰🥰

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Are you UK based and do you like to meet up with like minded people? I'm a dom guy,54,older punk rock musician. 😉😘

Sorry sweetie. I’m not UK based 🤗🤗🤗 but the great part about roleplay is we can do it from anywhere. 😊😊😊 Message me if you’d like to roleplay. 🥰🥰🥰

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Tears Always Help

Mr. J: -I slip a book mark into my book and set it down.- Need some help getting to sleep, Ellie?

Me: -I blush as I nod. I’m wearing my farm animal print pajamas as I blush. I hold the brush in my hand, fidgeting a little with it. My nerves are a wreck but I know how much a good spanking before bed will help me-

Mr. J: Okay then, young lady. -I reach forward and pull her a little closer by her waist. I hook my thumbs into the waistband of her animal print jammies and pull them down leaving her panties still in there place, for the moment at least.- Step out please...

Me: O…o…out? -I swallow hard as I’m give a clear instruction. I blush as my powerpuff girl clad rear end comes into view. I take a deep breath then step out of my jammie bottoms, the reality of my coming bedtime ritual hanging in the air ominously-

Mr. J: -I fold the bottoms and set them aside onto the coffee. Then I hook into the waistband of the power puff panties. Blossom, Bubbles, and Buttercup are smiling on the front in their iconic pose, but that pose is soon distorted as the fabric scrunches up from my tug and turns inside out as it travels down her thigs, past her knees, over her calf, and pauses at her feet.- Step, Ellie.

Me: O…ohhhh -my face burns scarlet red with shame as my childish underwear meet my ankles. I hesitantly step out of my panties, fidgeting now naked from the waist down. I try to pull my pajama shirt down to cover my bare butt and womanhood. The small patch of hair on my mound is the only thing that denotes me as a mature woman and not a child about to talk with her brush-

Mr. J: -I fold the power puff panties and place them on top of the animal bottoms. I scoot back a bit into the couch and pat my lap.- Alright, climb aboard.

Me: -I blush as I look at your lap. The demand to “climb aboard” as if I’m getting onto a train makes me squirm. Maybe I can request a short ride or an emergency exit later. I climb onto your lap, squirming as my naked rear end wiggles and jiggles. I try to get comfortable, knowing what’s coming next. I hold the brush in my hand, hoping maybe you’ll spank lightly and not deliver the bedtime aid I desperately need-

Mr. J: -I take a moment to rub the naked buns before me. Pulling apart and releasing to let some blood and feeling come into them. It's vaguely reminiscent of kneading and shaping dough. Soon the goosebumps go away and I'm left with a smooth bottom to spank. I don't give any warning, instead I raise my hand a bring it down in a hard smack.-

Me: Eeeeeep -I stamp my foot, blushing as the hard swat from your hand hurts. The sting in my cheek is red hot and I swallow hard as I try to prepare for my bedtime whooping- oh h…hard swats? You want to send me to bed on my tummy?

Mr. J: On your tummy and with some tears still in your eyes. - I respond and continue smacking without waiting for a reply. Hard and fast I cover the naked and unspanked real estate.-

Me: -I gasp and squeak as my unpainted bottom quickly starts to blush pink. My butt heats up quickly, the harsh swats illicit kicks from me without my consent. My legs kick like a frog as I try to find a way to escape or at least get comfortable. There is no such place to be found here on your lap-

Mr. J: -I'm happy to see the little kicks and gasps come through from the hand spanking. My handprints have all blended in to a nice even hue of pink and it's time for the main event. I reach out my hand and issue a single command.- Brush.

Me: Nnnnnnnnn -I want to argue. I want protest that the hand spanking was enough. I want to beg for my bedtime to be now but instead my hand reaches back, offering you my mortal enemy. The polished wooden brush is eager to help me get to bed, whether I want it to or not-

Mr. J: -I take the brush. It's heft is noticeable but well balanced which speaks of it's craftmanship. It's made of such a dense and hard wood. I'm sure a lot of attention to detail was put into the bristles as well, but I'm only concerned with the back side. I take it along an arch, falling to it's destination. Just before landing I give a slight flick to my risk and a loud and painful sounding whap reverberates through the room.-

Me: Yeowwwwwww! -as the swat lands and the pain begins to settle in I start to try and get up off your lap. The pain builds in my cheek as I gasp. The brush seems to be eager to bring me to my first stop before bedtime, tears. I feel my eyes sting as the start to water. I sniffle as I struggle on your lap like a toddler-

Mr. J: -I hold tight to not let you escape. My firm and tight grasp letting you know that no matter your protest, you are getting this spanking. And the spanking does continue. Steady, hard swats, like the unrelenting ticking of a pendulum clock. Swat, smack. Swat, smack. Swat, smack.-

Me: -I start to sob as my butt burns under my brush. The horrible implement keeps a steady stream of tears raining from my eyes. The brush makes me feel like I’m a baby, praying to behave if it means I can get off my fathers knee. I sob and wail as I beg for my butt to be spared. I promise to be good if it means I can get off your knee. I feel so small and naughty in this moment as I struggle with vigor-

Mr. J: -I press on through the sobs and struggles, the spanking pendulum still ticking it's agonizing spanks. Not out of cruelty, but knowing that these struggles and sobs are the exact thing that you need.-

Me: -I bawl like a baby. My bottom burns as I cry, glowing bright red as I now find it impossible to “act my age”. I’ve been reduced to a child, my hair hanging in my face as my face burns red Andy tears spill onto the floor-

Mr. J: -Satisfied with the guttural sobs of a well spanked girl I set aside the brush until it's ready to be called upon again. I rub my hand up and down your back. Like how one would comfort a baby in it's crib, and I speak soft and comforting words.- I know, I know. It's over now. It's okay.

Me: -I sob hard, thankful for the comforting back rub. I try to wipe away my tears but they seem unending. I cry as my bottom throbs. I try to climb off your lap once I finally regain the strength. My harsh thrashing leaves me thoroughly exhausted-

Mr. J: -I let you come to your feet and note the contrast with how utterly unconcerned you are with how exposed your mound and bottom are. Perhaps in the morning you'll think back and be embarrassed when you realized how exposed you were, but for now, you're like a small child, unconcerned with such things. I stand too and pull you in for a hug, continuing with my reassurance and coos.- It's alright, sweetie. You ready to be tucked in and under the covers?

Me: -I nod my head yes as I hug you back tight. I hug you with one hand as my other hand finds my blistered buttocks. I rub my fire engine red rear, whimpering as it hurts at the slightest touch. I feel tears still dripping down my cheeks all be it at a slower rate now. I say nothing about my undies and pajama bottoms, too small to care about my humiliating state of undress-

Mr. J: -I lead you up to your bedroom and pull back the covers for you to get in. I lay the bottom garments on your nightstand and go for a quick rummage in the drawer to find a bottle of cooling cream.- Get in and I'll rub some cream in for you.

Me: -I climb into bed, laying on my stomach as I cling to a stuffed monkey I have from my childhood. I wiggle my read caboose eagerly as I finally stop crying. I sniffle, confident that my spanking will help me get to sleep quickly. My thumb slips between my lips as I close my eyes and relax-

Mr. J: -I squirt two globs of cream, one on each angry looking cheek. I don't rub quiet as deep as I did before, but instead with a soft graze as I work the cool feeling cream across the reddened mounds. I hum a soft lullaby as I work.-

Me: -I effortlessly drift off to sleep feeling small, cared for, and loved. In the morning I’ll have to remember to thank you for always taking such great care of me-

Mr. J: -Noticing the soft breathes and the relaxed state of a girl off to dreamland I pull the covers over and tuck you in. I brush back the hair from your face behind your ear and smile.- Sweet dreams.

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Annalyse's First Christmas Tree - Part 3

[Part Two]

-Annalyse looked over at gene, blushing as she stammered and tried to explain. She hadn’t lied… fully… it was complicated-

G…gene… I… um… I can explain… I wasn’t lying… I… let me explain…

-Annalyse took a deep breath as she tried to stead herself to explain, hoping gene would listen and not be too upset-

-Gene crossed his arms and looked sternly at Annalyse VanSaxon .-

Explain? Seems to me the explanation is a naughty, rich girl got caught in a lie and is trying to come up with an excuse.

-Annalyse nodded, taking a moment to steady herself before she spoke-

I didn’t lie… fully… My family never really celebrated Christmas. Christmas is a time for family and it’s about giving. I’ve always been handed everything and never wanted for anything. My father and mother are busy with work often so celebrating a family holiday doesn’t really happen… the servants put up a tree to make the house more seasonal but… I never had the magic of Christmas… I certainly never cut down a tree and did all of this work! It was a lot of fun…

-Annalyse trailed off a bit at the end as she looked down. She really was having fun… she would have probably loved this holiday had she had someone to celebrate it with-

-Gene studied her for a moment. Not completely sure if this was another deception or not, but her body language did seem sincere.-

Let’s say I believe you. But that still means your were deceptive, no matter how you want to try and quantify it. And you're still in big trouble with me.

-A thought occurred to him, and without giving it much, if any, consideration he handed Annalyse the saw.-

Go find a branch. Thick as a finger, as long as an arm. Cut it off and bring it to me.

Now.

-Annalyse looked at gene confused. A branch? He wanted just a branch? Annalyse tried to figure it out and then it dawned on her. Suddenly the rich girls eyes were as big as dinner plates. He meant to switch her. Annalyse took the saw hesitantly… she knew she deserved this and decided to obey. Maybe if she took her punishment the boy and her could still salvage their friendship. Annalyse trudged into the woods and cut a pine branch. She was rather inexperienced and didn’t know that pine trees were not suitable for spanking switches. Annalyse cut the branch and stripped it of its needles, making it ready for her spanking. Annalyse brought the branch to gene and presented it with fear in her face-

H…h…here sir…

-After she headed off Gene pulled out his phone. The first hit for “VanSaxon” was an article in Forbes titled The VanSaxon Princess of Business with Annalyse standing in a power pose in front of a large office desk in an expensive looking office.-

Really is her…

-Gene looked up from his phone when Annalyse returned. He was still mad at her, but he was also a little impressed that she actually did as she was told instead of just calling for a helicopter evacuation. Especially since, judging by her expression, there was no ambiguity as to what the switch was to be used for.-

Good job “princess”. Now pull down your bottoms and flip up your skirt. Let’s get this taken care of.

My bo… but… but…

-Annalyse heard genes demand and her cheeks instantly turned red with embarrassment. Annalyse fidgeted nervously. She didn’t have to do this. She could leave. There was nothing holding her here. Gene was just some guy who worked at one of a dozen coffee shops. There was nothing that gave him any control or power over her… but deep down Annalyse felt bad and she wanted to be friends with gene. She wanted a genuine friend and she was sad that she messed up her relationship with gene over this lie-

But it’s cold outside!!! Plus it’s the middle of the woods! People could see!!!

Have it your way, “princess”. I’m not waiting around in the cold to debate this.

-Gene reach down and flipped up her skirt himself, stuffing it up under the bottom elastic of her coat. Then he shimmied down her tights to her knees. He looked up to grab her underpants next, expecting, well not expecting that. He was so surprised he just involuntarily said aloud…-

-Annalyse tried to struggle a little but gene was clearly bigger and stronger. Her skirt was lifted and to her dismay her tights found a new home bunched up at her knees. Annalyse blushed dark red as her Rugrats print panties were exposed to the open air. The whole group smiling on the girls butt. Annalyse reached back to try and tug up her tights and hopefully hide her childish panties-

No no no! Wait! Wait!!! It’s cold! Let me keep my tights!!! Why does it have to be bare???

-Annalyse was full of surprises it seemed. Her panty selection wasn’t really any of his concern, her naughty bottom was however.-

Because Tommy, Chuckie, Phil & Lil, and even Angelica didn’t do anything wrong.

-He punctuated by yanking the Rugrats down to join her tights.-

And don’t you worry, Princess, you won’t be cold for very long at all.

-Gene stuffed his gloves into his pockets and grabbed both of her wrists in his left hand while taking the switch in his right. He raised her wrists up so she had to hold her arms above her head, making her butt a clear for the switch.-

-Annalyse blushed as gene gave his answer. It was honestly pretty funny and if she was anyone else hearing it she might have laughed but as her panties had their reunion with her tights all she could do was blush. Annalyse shivered as her bare bottom was exposed to the freezing wind. She blushed worse as her arms were lifted. Annalyse did a small dance, struggling a little, her nerves were alive as she tried to brace herself for the spanking she had earned-

-The pine switch whistled through the air and whacked right across it’s bouncing, bare bottomed target.-

I do not appreciate being lied to, young lady!

-Gene cut the switch repeatedly across her unprotected butt, leaving thatched lines of red in it’s wake.-

And I don’t care if you’re a princess or a pauper or something in between. Lies get you a spanked bottom.

-Annalyse wasn’t ready for the intense sting the switch left behind. Annalyse yelped and winced as her butt was decorated with the painful lines. The switch stung like mad as the rich heiress jumped and danced, unable to pull her hands back to protect her naked rear. Gene was right. Her bottom wasn’t cold… it burned under the harsh stick-

Ow ahhhhhhhhhh! Owwwwwwwww! Nnnnnnnn gene ow! That hurts a lot!!!

That’s the idea, Princess.

-Gene held her tight under all the squirms and continued to thrash her butt, adjusting the angle of his swing to make sure he caught the under curve of her cheeks as well.-

-Annalyse felt the switch continue to sear lines into her butt. She sniffles as she feels tears stinging the corners of her eyes. The pine switch isn’t designed for a spanking, a fact that becomes evident when the swats thoroughly coat her rear in sap-

Please gene! I wasn’t trying to hurt you! It was a mistake! I learned my lesson!

-Annalyse felt the tears start to stream down her face, unable to keep from crying like the child she behaved as-

I’m glad you’re recognized it was a mistake, Annalyse. But there are still consequences to your actions, young lady.

-Gene noticed that he had to give a small tug to the switch to pull it away from her butt, and he realized that she had cut a pine switch! Well, of course she did, she thought to himself, it was Christmas Tree Forest after all!-

-It wasn’t the best tool for the job, but he decided to continue making do with what he had.-

-Annalyse sobbed as her bottom was switched. She hadn’t realized the mistake herself and likely wouldn’t have known due to never being switched before. Annalyse tugged and pulled, trying to free her wrists but it was no use. Annalyse’s dance was desperate and childish. She tried to escape the lashes she had earned but no amount of turning or jumping helped. Her stomping and kicking only managed to tire her out-

-After a very thorough switching, Gene was satisfied that Annalyse had paid a fair price for her deception and hopefully would think twice before doing it again. And now that she had been punished, he let his heart feel compassion once again.-

It’s okay. It’s over.

-Gene spoke gentle to teary, bare bottomed girl. Maybe she wasn’t wanting for wealth, but she did seem to be poor in friendships. He didn’t think that justified the lie, but he could at least understand that perspective.-

Come here, Princess.

-He cooed at her and pulled her in for a tight, warm hug.-

-Annalyse sobbed as as she hugged gene tight. She wasn’t trying to hurt gene. She simply wanted him to appreciate her for who she was. Annalyse buried her face in the boys chest, feeling the freezing air against her burning rear. She clung to the boy, trying to calm down as she held her friend tight-

-Gene held her, gently rubbing and patting her back.-

I’m glad you stopped in for a hot chocolate. I’ve had a lot of fun with you too. I still want to be friends. Just, no more lies. Okay, Princess?

-Annalyse nodded as she stayed quiet for the moment. She held onto gene tight, cuddling with him as she felt so small and childish. Annalyse finally spoke up, meeting her friends eyes-

Yes Sir. No more lies.

-Annalyse shivered, her lower body still exposed to the open air. She didn’t dare to pull up her pants though, afraid she’d earn another dose if she rubbed or redressed herself without permission-

Good girl.

-Gene noticed her shiver and realized he had left her half naked in the snow.-

Oh, you must be freezing! Here, let’s get you covered back up.

-Gene squatted down and gently pulled the Rugrats back up into place, followed by her tights, and then pulled her skirt back down to cover her.-

-Annalyse shivered, rubbing her bottom as her clothes were returned to their proper position. The rich girl frowned a little as she felt a gross feeling on her butt. She didn’t really understand why but her childish undergarments felt stuck to her sore rear. She didn’t enjoy any of it. Annalyse looked at the tree, hoping to move the conversation on so she could claw her way back up out of the regressive state she was currently in-

Um w…what do we do with the tree now? Um do we have to do anything else?

Now we load it unto the sled and take it back to the parking lot. We’ll get it wrapped up and then loaded on the roof of the car.

-Gene stowed the saw in the bottom of the sled and then loaded the tree, stump end at the front.-

Ready?

-Annalyse nodded, happy to be treated a bit more maturely. She walked with gene, blushing as her panties clung strangely to her butt. Annalyse often fiddled and fussed with her undergarments, hoping gene wouldn’t notice. She enjoyed the walk but the cold stung her face where her tears used to be-

I’m ready. Lead the way!

-Gene was happy to see Annalyse back to her cheerful exuberance, though something seemed off… maybe it was just the sore bottom? She did seem to be rubbing an awful lot.-

-As they walked back Gene could feel his hands sticking unto the inside of his gloves from the sap after handling the tree.-

-Annalyse and gene walked back to the tree wrapping area. All the while Annalyse was fidgeting uncomfortably. Gene had really done a number on her rear and as a result she was extremely sore. As the pair came to the more crowded area of the Christmas tree farm she couldn’t help but rub her rear, the panties clinging to her bottom thanks to the sticky sap that coated her butt. Annalyse blushed as she realized the number of people around. Did they know she was just spanked? Could they see how much she was fidgeting? How uncomfortable her panties felt? Annalyse tried to block out these thoughts as she tried to compose herself and act like the refined heiress she was. Proper and well mannered, not some child who was going to have trouble when she was asked to sit down-

-Gene got the tree loaded and a flash later the tree was bound up. One of the employees helped him stow it on the roof and Gene tied it down. Now that that was taken care of he grabbed the bottle of hand sanitizer that was in the glovebox and used the solvent to unstick his sappy hands.- Annalyse? Are you okay? Like, I know that you just got spanked but you look even more uncomfortable than in the forest.

-Annalyse blushed as she was asked if she was okay. She tried to maintain her dignity, feigning modesty as she squirmed slightly. Unfortunately though Annalyse tried to pick her panties off of her sticky rump and blushed when it was unsuccessful. Annalyse took a deep breath as she sighed- A…actually um… my bottom is a little s…sticky… um… I’m not sure why… m…maybe I rubbed my hands on it by mistake… m…may I have the hand sanitizer so I can clean up in the bathroom?”

[To Be Continued?]

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Annalyse's First Christmas Tree - Part 2

[Part One]

-Annalyse and gene drive into the lush evergreen forest. The coniferous trees are tall and beautiful, many of which are lightly dusted with white powdery snow. As they arrive at a clearing Annalyse marvels at the size of the large trees, wondering how long they’ve been here. There’s many trees of varying size, all perfect for harvesting and ready to be decorated-

-Gene easily found a space to park. There were some other cars around but it was still early in the season before most people would get their tree. There was a small shack setup that had a sled and hack saws for them to use. Gene paid the fee and the two set off looking at the trees.-

Annalyse, here.

-Gene walked up to a tree and beckoned her to join him. He took of his glove and pinched on of the pine needles between his thumb and figurers-

If you rub some of the needles between your fingers like this you’ll release the essential oils.

-He brought his fingers to his nose and the fresh evergreen aroma filled his nostrils.-

This is that pine tree smell I was talking about.

-Annalyse followed gene’s lead, taking off her gloves and rolling the needles between her fingers. She smelled them and her eyes lit up, smiling wide as she looked at gene-

Wow! Theses smell great!!!

-Annalyse looked at the trees, eager to see how this all works. She wasn’t used to all of this outside physical stuff-

So how do we pick one? Do we tell the guy and he knocks it down?

-Annalyse was genuinely unfamiliar, sounding a little naïve and silly as she tried to figure out what to do-

-Gene chuckled a little at the question.-

I’m glad you like the smell too! And nope, we do it ourselves! We’ll use the hand saw to cut it down and then load it onto the sled and pull it back.

-He pointed to the sled and the saw he had grabbed.-

They have a machine that will bind up the branches, then we load it onto the roof and had back to the shop!

The guy at the shack said he thought we’d find some good trees for the shop over on that hill. I say we start looking there. Sound good?

-Annalyse couldn’t help but scrunch up her nose a little. All this doing it herself and physical work was very foreign to her but Annalyse tried to stay positive. Gene sounded happy so maybe it would be fun. Annalyse put her glove on and smiled-

I um… I can pull the sled… if you wanna lead the way. This sounds like a lot of work but I’m gonna try my best to help!

-Annalyse sounded like she might be trying to convince herself but it seemed to work. She was ready to do this!-

Thank you! How about you pull the sled on on the way out, and I’ll pull the sled on the way back?

-Gene handed her the rope to the sled-

Don’t worry, it just glides across the snow. Especially with how lite it is right now. And we can take turns when it comes to the saw.

-Gene lead the way and after a quick hike through the snow they arrived at the far hill.-

What do you think of these, Annalyse? Think any of them would make a good Christmas tree?

-Annalyse looked at the beautiful natural trees. She admired them. They were all perfect. She had a tall tree at home that was kept and decorated for the family. It was just a seasonal event to wake up to a tree one day. But this was very different. Now she was going to choose and decorate and even cut down the tree! It was so much more involved then she imagined it would be!

Hmmmmmm well they’re all beautiful. But I really like that one!

-Annalyse picked out a beautiful full tree. It wasn’t too tall and would hopefully fit and fill in the shop nicely-

-Gene looked at the tree she had chosen.-

Excellent choice, I think this will look great in the shop!

So, now we need to cut it down. I’ll get the cut started and then you can take a turn.

-Gene got down on his knees into the snow and started to saw into the base of the trunk. After he had gotten it to the point were the cut would act as a guide, he stood up.-

Okay, your turn. Don’t worry about trying to go fast, just pull the saw all the way back, then push it all the way forward.

-Annalyse bent over, getting down into the snow. She shivered as her skirt and tights were little help protecting her from the frozen snow. As she bent over her bottom was sticking out. Annalyse started to try and saw the tree. It was harder then she imagined it being. She kept getting the teeth stuck, needing to readjust her blade so she could get it but she did slowly start to make progress. Annalyse felt so accomplished. As she sawed she swayed, getting into the act as she worked hard-

Yeah! You’re getting it!

-Gene had worried that she was going to fall over the way she jerked at first, especially how off balance she looked bent over like that.-

Just keep up this rhythm and let me know when your ready to tap out.

-Annalyse tried to do as much as possible but eventually she had to tap out. She climbed out from under the tree, sweating a little as she stepped back-

I tried my best. Cutting down this tree is really hard.

You did great! It’s quite the workout, huh?

-Gene took the saw and got back to it. Annalyse had gotten them to about the halfway point. Though her cut had gotten a little crooked as beginners tended to be. Soon Gene had a good rhythm himself.-

-It was a nice day, the sun was still shining, the air still except for the sound of a distant helicopter. And he was enjoying his time sharing a Christmas tree tradition with a new friend.-

-that distant sound didn’t stay distant. The noise grew in volume as it flew closer. Annalyse sighed as she blushed-

Oh no… not now…

-the helicopter flew over the pair, calling out through a megaphone. The helicopter blew snow around, turning an already cold day colder due to the wind-

Ms. Annalyse! Your father, Mr. VanSaxon, wants to know what time you’ll be home for dinner? You’re having wagyu beef.

-Annalyse covered her face but held up seven fingers. The businessman in the helicopter gave a thumbs up before flying away-

-Gene had just managed to fell the tree with a final cut when he noticed the helicopter very low, and very loud.-

-He stood just as the megaphone was announced tonight dinner. This was crazy! Who in the world sent out a helicopter for such a thing! Also, they must have the wrong girl, right? But nope, there was Annalyse signaling back to them.-

-Gene was at a loss of words.-

-He was hurt. She clearly had lied to him! He was confused. Why lie? Was this just a game to her? Also, Why wouldn’t her dad just a text? -

-He was disappointed. He had planed to order Chinese for them while they decorated the tree, but she had other dinner plans.-

-He was angry. He had been tricked. He felt foolish and taken advantage of.-

Too poor for a Christmas tree huh?

[Part Three]

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Annalyse's First Christmas Tree - Part 1

-Annalyse walked into the café, smiling as she breathed in the beautiful aromas of the coffee shop. She smiled, enjoying the sight as she unbuttoned her coat and took off her scarf. She set the garments down on a table along with her hat and gloves. Annalyse walked up to the counter and ordered herself a hot chocolate. She wasn’t very big on coffee but she still wanted a warm drink to pair nicely with the cold weather. She smiled at Gene Avery, finding him pretty cute. Annalyse brushed a bit of her hair behind her ear as she waited for her coffee. Her maroon sweater and black pants complemented her figure nicely-

-Gene mixed up the hot chocolate adding a little bit of frothed milk to give it an extra bit of creaminess to contrast against the rich chocolate. He served it in a wide cappuccino mug, set atop a matching saucer, and between a napkin that hat the cafe's logo on it.-

"I think this is the first time I've seen you here," he said with a warm smile and set the drink in front of her at the bar. "Thanks for stopping in. I'm Gene."

-Annalyse blushed a little as she looked at the barista-

I uh… don’t get out much.

-that technically wasn’t a lie. Annalyse tended to stay at home because of her high social status. She didn’t like being surrounded by people wanting to exploit her money or fame-

It’s nice to meet you gene. I’m Annalyse.

"It's very nice to meet you too, Annalyse, and if you don't get out much than I'm all the more flattered that you decided to stop in."

-Gene quickly went cleaning up the equipment he used to make the order. When he was done he dried off his hands with the clean dish towel he had slung over his shoulder. He wore jeans and a red flannel shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his forearms. Overtop of which he had his favorite work apron, made from blue denim with a brown coffee color for the straps.-

"How do you like your hot chocolate?"

-Annalyse took the beverage, blowing on it delicately. She took a sip, careful to follow proper educate and not make a mess. Her eyes widened as she enjoyed the warm drink. She let out an involuntary moan-

Mmmmmmmm this is delicious!

-Annalyse looked at gene, blushing as she tried to pull back and hide her delight. Annalyse spoke quietly-

It’s uh… it’s okay… thank you.

-Gene chuckled at the double reviews-

"I'll take an 'Mmmmmmmm—alright.'

I tried to make a little more special than just the packets you add hot water to. I'm guessing that hot chocolate orders are going to start ramping up now that's it's cold and snowing out. Which reminds me, I should really decorate for Christmas sooner rather than later. I was thinking of getting a real Christmas tree even. I think it would look nice setup over there by the fire."

-Gene pointed to a cozy looking corner of the cafe with serveral arm chairs and a love seat flanked around an inviting gas fireplace.-

"I've always loved the smell of fresh pine. The only question is where to get one. I know you don't get out much, but do you happen to know of any good tree lots around here?"

-Annalyse admired the cozy little sitting area. She had never gotten a Christmas tree before. Christmas wasn’t really celebrated in the vansaxon house-

Do pine trees smell good? Oh uh… no sorry… I’ve never had a Christmas tree before. I wouldn’t know where to get one.

-Annalyse wasn’t sure why she said the next part, maybe it was just to prevent any further questions or further mask who she was-

My uh… my family is pretty poor so we never had the ability to get a tree

"Oh, I’m sorry to hear that…

Yeah, pine trees smell lovely. You’d probably recognize the scent right away if you smelt one. It’s woody, but also has this almost spicy cinnamon like quality to it.

Picking out a tree was always a really exciting time for me as a boy, it kind of kicked off the whole holiday season, you know?"

-Gene glanced down at the bar pensively for a moment.-

"And going to a tree lot is all fine and good, but if you really want to do things properly you have to head out to the forest and cut one down fresh. It’s a little bit of a drive, but I do know of a Christmas Tree Forest and it’ll be a lot more fun if I have some company.

How about it, Annalyse? Are you free this weekend? Why not come out with me to get a tree? I’ll even let you pick it out yourself. You strike me as the kind of person with a good sense of style. -Gene gave her a wink.- I’m sure you could pick the perfect tree!"

-Annalyse looked at gene excited. She beamed a wide smile as she looked at gene-

You wanna go with me? Are you sure? I’ve never been. I’m sure I’d just get in the way… but if you’re serious… why wait? There’s no time like the present. Why don’t we go now?

-Annalyse finished her hot chocolate, putting on her winter clothes, eager to have this new experience with what she hoped would be a new friend-

-Gene chuckled, not expecting such a gleeful reaction from a girl who presented herself with such poshness.-

"I like your enthusiasm, Annalyse! Sure, what the hell! It’s Christmas and it’s a slow day anyhow."

-Gene hung up his apron and flicked a few switches to close up the shop. The fireplace snuffed out and the lights dimmed.-

"Here, come with me out the back, we’ll take my car."

-Gene paused, suddenly noticing something-

"Oh, um, you got a little bit of hot chocolate on your nose. Here…"

-Gene handed a napkin to his new friend. And mimed out wiping his own nose where he saw the little peak of foamed milk on the tip of her nose.-

-Annalyse blushed bright red. She took the napkin and quickly tried to wipe it off. She felt foolish, normally being more careful to keep herself clean and drink properly but in her haste she had made a small mess-

D…did I get it?

-Annalyse was flustered and embarrassed as she wiped the hot chocolate from her nose, still feeling a bit silly. She followed gene out the back to his car. Had he taken hers the lie would have unraveled immediately. Her expensive sports car definitely wasn’t the kind a poor girl would be driving-

[Part Two]

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Time for Bed

Me: Ummmmmmm could you maybe help a little girl get ready for bed? You know like um bath time, pjs, bedtime story, cuddles, crib... that kind of stuff?

Mama: Okay, little one. Lets get into our pajamas first, hm? Would you like any help?

Me: Pft! No! I tan do it! -I decide to try and act big to show off. I try to pull my dress off but it doesn’t come off. I struggle with the floral fabric but it doesn’t budge-

Mama: -I smile while I watch you, laughing just a little. It's very endearing- You sure you can do it, baby girl?

Me: -I nod lots, blushing as I pull and squirm. I try to pull the dress off but as much as I fuss and whine the dress doesn’t come off-

Mama: -I beckon you over- Come over here, sweetheart. Let mama take care of it.

Me: -I waddle over blushing as I raise my hands up-

Mama: I smile widely and coo as my little girl comes over- There's my good girl. Up we go- I lift up the dress in one smooth motion.

Me: -I blush as I cover my plain white bra and panties. I look at you, fidgeting with embarrassment-

Mama: I get out the pajamas, holding them out for her to put her arms into- Aww, are we feeling a little shy, princess?

Me: -nods lots as I put my arms in. I smile as I look up at mama, feeling safe and cared for-

Mama: -I button up the pajama top, humming to myself. I have a smile on my face as I work and the smile grows when I see Ellie smiling- Pajama bottoms next, okay?

Me: -I giggle and shake my head no. I wiggle my pantie clad tushie as I get ready to run and play a game of keep away-

Mama: -Grinning, I rise to my feet- Now, where does my little girl think she's going? Get that tushie back here!

Me: -giggles and shakes my head no. I stop and turn to make sure you’re chasing after me. I wait before running off a little more- hehehehehe

Mama: -Laughing, I chase after you, my arms outstretched, ready to scoop you up- You can't run forever little one!

Me: -I giggle lots. I try to outrun you but I’m smaller and my legs are shorter. I try to get away but before long you’re able to catch up to me-

Mama: -I whisk you up into my arms, pressing kisses to your cheek- Haha! Caught you, little girl. Now you'll have to get ready for bed, won't you?

Me: -I giggle lots as I nod, kissing you back as I cling to you-

Mama: -While I've got you in my arms, I manage to wrestle the pajama pants onto you- There now, that's better! Shall we have a story, little girl?

Me: -I nod lots, smiling as I’m now dressed for bed. I rest my head on your chest as I’m carried like the small child I am-

Mama: -Humming, I take you into your bedroom, carrying you in my arms easily- What story would you like, little Ellie?

Me: Ummmmmm piggies!!! Piggies peas fank chu! -I clap as I giggle, hoping I get to hear the story I wanted-

Mama: Alright then sweetness, piggies it is. -I pick out the book and sit down in an armchair, with you snuggled up on my lap.

Me: -I suck my thumb as I listen to you reading the three little pigs. My eyes get heavy as I hear my favorite bedtime story-

Mama: -I reach the end of the book, planting a kiss on your forehead- I think it's time we got you to bed, little one.

[End of Scene]

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Partners Must Be Accountable

Freddy and his partner, Amber, had a somewhat unorthodox arrangement. Being a cop was not the easiest job and there was a reason why they were infamous for being alcoholics and divorcees. Freddy was neither, but he certainly didn't look after himself. He survived on the three Cs: cigarettes, coffee and cereal. The arrangement was that he was to look after himself better, because after all, Amber needed a partner in working order; and if he didn't, then it was his ass on the line.

Freddy just hadn't been able to let go of their most recent case and as a result, he wasn't sleeping and his eating habits were worse than usual. When Amber knocked on the door to his apartment, he answered with a cigarette in his mouth and circles under his eyes.

"Amber. Hey, wh-what are you doing here?"

-Amber couldn’t help but frown as she saw the state of her partner. She sighed as she spoke, taking a no nonsense approach to here duties as a partner-

"Geeeez When was the last time you slept? You look terrible!"

-Amber crossed her arms, waiting to see what pathetic excuse her partner would come up with-

Freddy motioned for her to come in, quickly stubbing out his cigarette on an ash tray on the counter. He had a bad feeling about why she was here and her body language did not ease this sense of dread.

“Um, I got about three hours last night,“ Freddy admitted, a little sheepish. “I’ve been kinda wired.”

-Amber followed Freddy into his house. She looked around, judging the state of his place-

"You know why I’m here don’t you?"

-Amber's body language was very controlling. She was planning to do a wellness check and had high hopes that he would pas. But it was clear her partner hadn’t been taking care of himself-

Freddy held his arms across his chest, his shoulders hunching up a little. It felt like an interrogation instead of a visit from his own partner. He could tell that she was studying him, his apartment, picking up on how much of a mess it and he was.

“Yeah,” Freddy answered reluctantly. He frowned down at the floor, chewing his bottom lip. “Part of our agreement. I’ve been messing up.”

-Amber nodded in acknowledgment-

"Okay. I’ve seen enough."

-Amber walked up to Freddy, grabbing the young man’s ear between her thumb and index finger. She wordlessly led the boy to the bathroom. He needed a shower and she would see to it that he got one… but first. Amber sat on the closed toilet seat, guiding her partner across her uniform clad thighs-

Freddy knew what was coming next. He had only broken the terms of their agreement once before, but once had been enough of a deterrent for a long time. He had sworn up and down that it wouldn't be happening again. If only Amber didn't keep such a good eye on him; if only he wasn't such a mess.

"Ow!" Freddy yelped as Amber took him by the ear, pulling him to the bathroom. "I'll go with you, you don't have to drag me!"

His protests fell on deaf ears. Amber dragged him to the bathroom and sat down on the lid of the toilet. Freddy couldn't stop a little whimper from coming loose. He resisted the urge to fight as Amber guided him over her knee. He slowly tumbled over, one hand braced on the floor, his honey blonde locks falling about his reddened face.

-Amber sighed as she looked down at her partner. She had hoped that once would be enough. She didn’t show Freddy any mercy the last time she spanked the poor boys rear, hoping he’d stay far away from his bad habits but they had a hold on him again. Amber rested her hand on the man’s upturned rear-

"You should have behaved Freddy. You knew this would happen if you didn’t take care of yourself. I’m very disappointed."

-Amber started to spank the boy, landing firm but slow swats to start her partner’s punishment-

Freddy whimpered again as Amber's hand rested upon his bottom. This was humiliating. What was possibly more humiliating was that this punishment was not only deserved but agreed upon. Technically, he was here of his own free will. The disappointment in his partner's tone was worse than the embarrassment of being spanked by her. He couldn't stand letting people down, especially not her.

"I know," Freddy answered, his voice small and trembling. He knew that it wouldn't be accepted until the punishment was done, but he felt the need to say it anyway. "I'm sorry."

Freddy let out a small grunt when the first smack landed, but he became quiet soon after. He bit his lip, trying not to make a single noise, even as each firm smack left a burning sting behind.

-Amber continued the spanking. She always enjoyed when boys tried so hard to act tough. She wasn’t worried about that much though. She knew he wouldn’t be so silent by the end of this. Amber continued the boys warm up, swatting his rear rhythmically and firmly. Amber could feel the boy on her lap, each swat landing hard on his bottom-

Amber was just as relentless as last time. Her palm came down over and over on Freddy's backside, making it feel as though the pyjama bottoms he wore weren't even there. His bottom was being quickly warmed up as smack after smack came down. A few small noises slipped out here and there, much to Freddy's chagrin. He was trying to stay still, not to fidget or wiggle. He wanted to stay stoic, to take this with dignity and actually act like an adult for once.

-Amber spoke sweetly and kindly, a firm tone still present as she instructed her partner on what was going to happen.-

"You’re taking your spanking like such a big boy. After I’m done you’ll take a shower, eat something, and rest."

-Amber made sure to thoroughly swat the boys pants. She focused on the boys sits spots and thighs, making sure to hold her partner in place across her lap-

It should have pissed him off, being patronised like that, called a big boy like he was anything but. It didn't though. It sounded like Amber meant what she said and instead, it made Freddy feel sad and sorry and little. The growing pain in his bottom wasn't helping matters. It was starting to really hurt, making it harder to keep still.

"'kay, Amber," Freddy answered, his voice quavering."

-Amber saw red as her partner gave such a nonchalant response-

"Kay? Is that all you have to say to me?"

-Amber grabbed the boys pants, lowering them slowly. She was far from done, pinning the boys hand to the small of his back as she rubbed his bottom-

"No!"

Freddy's cry was in response both to Amber's question and the feeling of his pants being slowly pulled down. His face burned with renewed heat. He let out a small despairing moan as his hand was pinned to the small of his back, like he couldn't be trusted not to do something stupid with it. So much for being a big boy.

"I-I'm sorry! I shoulda looked after myself better, you- you shouldn't have to look after me like this!"

"You’re right! I shouldn’t! I should be able to trust my partner to care for himself but unfortunately I can’t. Maybe I should spank you more regularly."

-Amber started to spank the boy hard again. She took on a firm pace, trying to really let her message sink in. The young female cops hand was starting to hurt a little.-

Tears pricked Freddy's eyes and his Adam's apple bobbed traitorously. She was so disappointed in him. It was a wonder why she put up with him at all. She deserved a better partner than him. And then the spanking resumed, harder and faster than before. Amber was trying to push him over the edge and she was doing doing a pretty good job of it.

"No!" Freddy found himself yelping again. He couldn't stand the thought of this happening on a regular basis. "No, Amber, I'll do better, I swear! I-it'll be the last time, I promise!"

"I’ve heard that before young man. You promised that exact same thing last time and yet still you’re here getting a spanking on my lap like a child."

-Amber started to focus on the boys sit spots. She wasn’t willing to show him any mercy. He needed a good lesson and amber needed her partner at his peak-

Tears spilled onto Freddy's cheeks. Why did she have to be right? He would have hidden his face in his hand were it not pinned to the small of his back and the other was occupied keeping him from hanging right off of Amber's lap. He choked out a sob, shaking his head, even though what she was saying was true. Freddy wasn't keeping still any more, fidgeting, twitching and flinching. His feet skittered across the bathroom floor as Amber's palm cracked down again and again on Freddy's blistering bottom.

"I-I know, I'm- I- I just, I couldn't, I-I'm sorry! I just couldn't stop thinking about that case and I felt so goddamn awful cos I couldn't do anything to help them!"

-Amber listened to her partner, letting him voice his frustrations and short comings. All the while she kept spanking him. She was disappointed but she knew that after she was done her partner would try his best to straighten out. Amber stopped for a moment, rubbing the boys bottom as she spoke authoritatively-

"Are you ready to take better care of yourself or would you like to continue getting your butt spanked like a child. I can keep this up as long as it takes."

Freddy his his face in the crook of his elbow, making a sad keening noise as Ambers’ firm hand rubbed his very hot backside. He certainly felt like a child. It was impossible to feel like anything else in his current predicament.

“No!I-I’ll look after myself, I pr-promise, Amber. I’m good I-I swear.”

-Amber gave one final swat to Freddy’s upturned bottom before pointing to the shower-

"You’re going to stand up and clean up yourself while I clean up your apartment. After you’re fresh and ready I’ll help you into bed. If you’d like we can even cuddle."

-Amber gave another sharp swat to slow this wasn’t a request. It was an order-

Freddy flinched forward at another smack, whimpering miserably. He looked up at Amber's outstretched arm, tears dripping off of his chin. The shower would make his bottom sting like hell, but refusing would make it even worse. Cuddling sounded nice at least.

"Y-yes, Amber- ow!"

Freddy awkwardly clambered off of Amber's lap, his pants pooling around his ankles. He couldn't look at her, too mortified. Once she left the room, he got into the shower, hissing as the hot water hit his bottom. Once dried and dressed, he headed to his bedroom, his cheeks still holding a rosy blush.

-Amber did exactly as she said she would. As Freddy cleaned himself she took to cleaning and tidying. She worked quickly, getting as much done as she could. She wanted to make her partners job easier so he could care for himself without feeling too overwhelmed. As Freddy finished his shower amber followed him to the bedroom, stripping down to her black lace underwear. She wanted her partner to feel comfortable while they cuddled-

Freddy clambered onto the bed and towards amber with little grace. Once he was able, he wrapped his arms around her, burying his face against her stomach. This was the only part of his punishment that he liked.

The pair cuddled for a long time. Amber made sure to keep a closer eye on her partner in the future, not fearing to deliver a reminder if Freddy needed it. The bond between the two was strong and it certainly grew stronger after their intimate 'talks'.

[End of Scene]

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Skipping School Has Consequences

Sir: *opens front door*

Me: -I gasp as I hear the front door open. I thought I would have the house to myself. You usually work during the day so I figured I could skip class and pretend I went without any consequences. I look up at you, scurrying to my feet as my mind races. I try to think of an excuse but nothing comes to mind… what am I going to do?-

Sir: *I stand there, looking at you with a stern expression.*

Sir: "Young lady... why aren't you at school?" I ask firmly.

Me: -I swallow hard, looking up at you. I try to come up with an excuse- “I…I um… uh… Sir I um… I wasn’t feeling well… and um school was cut short… so um… uh…” -I stammer and lie as I try to get out of the trouble I feel myself slowly sinking into-

Sir: *I take you by the hand and walk you to your bedroom. I sit you on the bed and go to the draw and grab two items, a thermometer and a hairbrush.*

Sir: "Remove your pants, lay across my lap" I tell you, remaining firm, "Let's check that temperature."

Me: “But… I… s…sir I… shit…” -I frown as I see you pull out my hairbrush and the thermometer. I try to come up with an excuse, sighing as I realize I can’t argue my way out of this. I lower my jeans and my floral undergarments, blushing as I lay across your lap, a position I find myself in often-

Sir: "What was that?!" I raise my voice in a stern tone, "You're in no position to be using language like that!"

Sir: *I insert the thermometer into your bottom and wait for the results.* ... "And for the record, I know school wasn't cut short, they rung me, hence why I'm home early. So once the thermometer tells me what I already know, I'm gonna give you a spanking with your hairbrush and then, one for lying and two for swearing, I'm going to wash out your mouth and then like a naughty little girl that you are, you'll be put in timeout and I'd hate to think what your mother will say when I tell her later."

Me: -I blush as I squirm. The thermometer in my rectum is extremely uncomfortable but it’s not the reason I’m squirming. You lecture, clearly aware of my deceit. I try to think of what to do. Four spankings? A mouth soaping? And you even intend to put me in time out so my mother can find me? I feel tears well up in my eyes but I manage to choke them down, trying to take this all like an adult. I try to keep from giving you any satisfaction-

Sir: *I remove the thermometer and see that it says exactly what I knew already. I sit up and adjust you over my lap, I sigh.* ... "You are a very naughty little girl and I'm so disappointed in you." ... *I say nothing else, I grab your waist and begin with a hard hand spanking, aiming for your sit spots*

Me: -I yelp as the first swat takes me by surprise. I kick my feet as I squirm on your knee. The warm up hurts, clearly showing your experience at spanking naughty girls like myself. I clench my cheeks, trying to find a way to end this spanking before it gets too out of hand- “O…ow… ow… ow sir… please! Owwwww… ouch… nnnnn”

Sir: "Keep your legs down" I tell you as I continue to warm your bottom up with my hand, "You deserve this, how dare you skip school, do you think it's cool? And to lie to me when you get caught as well! I raised you better!" I continue before picking your hairbrush up and thrashing your sore bottom.

Me: -I feel tears stinging the corners of my eyes. I try to fight them off as I’m spanked severely. I keep my feet down, pulling my sheets as I try to stay still. My bottom burns under the attack of my own brush. The hard polished wood shows no mercy and despite my best efforts I start to sob openly-

Sir: I increase the intensity and speed slightly, making sure my point is made, I hear you sob but show you no sympathy as I finish up with your spanking. "Do you not have anything to say for yourself young lady?"

Me: -I sniffle as I try to compose myself enough to speak. It takes a moment but I manage to say a sorrowful apology- “I…I’m sorry I was naughty sir… I should have been honest and I shouldn’t have skipped and I shouldn’t have swore sir!” -I reach back and rub my bottom as I squirm on your lap like a child, desperately wanting to get up-

Sir: "Why did you do it?" I ask, pinning your arm back away from your bottom. I stop spanking you as I await your answer.

Me: -I struggle but it’s ultimately futile. I sniffle as I give the honest answer. I want to lie but decide against it, hoping it might spare me further trouble- “I didn’t study for the test today so rather then fail it I figured I’d skip and get to do the make up exam.”

Sir: "And have you been studying today?" I say, laying your hairbrush on the bed and rubbing your bottom, hot to the touch.

Me: -I shake my head no, staying quiet. I’m ashamed to admit I hadn’t taken my studies seriously. I manage to choke out a soft no, feeling a little better as you rub and sooth my naked posterior-

Sir: I spank you again with my hand.

Sir: "Stand up, remove your jeans and knickers and go to the bathroom!"

Me: -I scurry off of your lap, blushing as I step out of my pants and panties. I rub my butt as I walk half naked to the bathroom. I look at you with pleading eyes, hoping we can skip this part. I look at the soap on the counter in terror, memories flooding back to me as I squirm-

Sir: I wet the bar of soap, grab your chin and open your mouth, I make you hold your tongue out as I scrub it before making you hold it in your mouth, I march you downstairs, half naked and stand you facing the wall in the hallway.

Sir: "You can be the first thing your mother sees when she comes home in an hour."

Me: -I sniffle and cry as I’m forced to suck on the foul tasting soap. I try to keep it in my mouth, standing still in the toilet. My bottom burns as I blush. I know I’m putting on quite a show as I sniffle. I hope that you’ll let me out soon, completely humiliated-

Sir: I ignore your sniffling and make you remain there until your mother comes in

Me: -my embarrassment reaches new levels as I hear my mother enter. There’s no denying the situation. It’s very clear that I misbehaved and as I stand in the corner I can’t help but blush. Drool and soap drip down my chin, covering my shirt. I feel so silly as I wait for permission to leave this corner-

[End of Scene]

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Sisters Fight Sometimes!

Me: -gives big sister a wedgie, giggling- Big meanie you trapped me in my room!

Sister: You deserve it! All this you're doing to me. I should tell mommy!

Me: You deserve it!!! -sticks my tongue out at big sister-

Sister: When I'm no longer grounded I'm going to the tattle tail room and telling mommy everything!

Me: -grabs big sister's ear and hauls her across my lap. I rest my hand on her fully clothed bottom- well if that’s how you feel then I guess I don’t have much to lose!

Sister: Hey! You can't do that! pushes myself up and yanks you by the arm. I sit on the floor and pull you over my lap with my leg over yours trapping them so you don't kick

Sister: You have been very VERY naughty and I tried to give you chances! I pull your diaper down just below your cheeks Smackk smackk smackk smackkkk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk smackkkk

Sister: I spank each cheek until they are bright red You need to learn to be a good girl! A good little bunny!

Me: Wait!!! Wait sister!!! Yeowwww!!! Ow ow ow ow ow!!! Sister I’m sorry! Owwwww ow sister! I’m sorry!!! Owieeeeeeeee not a panking!!! Ow ow owwwwwww -I sniffle and tear up as I struggle. I thought I was in control but big sister easily pined me down, pulled my diaper down, and heated up both my buns. I reach back and cover my butt- I am a good girl you big meanie!!!

Sister: Apparently you need need more...

Me: No no! Don’t you dare! -I blush as i protest weakly-

Sister: I loosen my grip from over your legs just enough to pull your diaper all the to your ankles. I grab a wooden spoon and...

Me: No wait! No no! No sister!!! -I reach for my diaper but it’s trapped around my ankles. I struggle pointlessly-

Sister: Smackk smackk smackk smackkkk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk smackkkk to your sitspot and thighs. I pin your hands behind your back to keep you from covering.

Me: No! Yeowwww wait!!! Owwwwwwwwww! Not my sit spots!!! Owieeeeeeeeeee owwwwwwwww p…please!!! Ow ow ow yeowwwwwwwww! Yeowwww! Sister okay! I get it!!! You’re mad! Owie! Ouch! My butt! -I start to sob, wriggling and struggling as I try to get away from the spoon. I’m helpless to stop my well earned spanking-

Sister: No bunny, I'm not mad! I'm teaching you that when you play with fire you will get burned. You kept pushing and pushing and now you earned a spanking. And I'm still gonna tell mommy tomorrow. stands you up between my legs Have you learned?

Me: Wait… sister you can’t tell mama! I’ll be in big trouble!!! Sister that’s not fair! -I stomp my foot as I pout. I rub my throbbing bottom and try to pull up my diaper- I’m gonna tell mama that you locked me in my room and stole my toys!

Sister: Only because you were being naughty! I turn you around by your arm and Smackk smackk smackk smackkkk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk Smackk smackk smackk your butt, sitspots and thighs one last time. I pull up your diaper.

Sister: Bunny, listen to me. If you want sissy to play just ask. Or I'll have to lock you in your room or spank your bottom again. You are a good girl...sometimes... But I will not hesitate to make your bottom bright red!

Me: -I rub my padded bottom, crying as I nod. I whine as my bottom burns inside my diaper. I fidget from foot to foot and hug sister tight, hoping I’m forgiven- I’m sorry big sister.

Sister: You are definitely forgiven and I love you. Rubs padded bum and legs. Wipes Bunny's tears away and cuddles tight.

[End of Scene]

[missroleplay]

Rachel's Bad Day - Part 2

[Part One]

-Anya blushed dark red as her shorts found the floor. Her yellow beauty and the beast panties were decorated with small roses. Anya was furious. She pulled up her pants and while initially she had planned to give Rachel a head start instead Anya ran straight through the wall, rolling as she hit the ground and sprinted toward Rachel. She knew she couldn’t teleport far so all Anya had to do was keep an eye on her-

Rachel squeaked seeing how terrifying her furious girlfriend was. She turned around and teleported behind Anya pulling her pants down again this time in public as she teleported away again "sorry!"

-Anya blushed dark red as she was once again pantsed. Some of the students around laughed as they saw the girls panties. Anya hiked her shorts up in a rush, giving herself a small naturally wedgie. Rachel had made a mistake though. She teleported close to Anya which let Anya steal her power. Anya teleported I’m front of Rachel, growling as she grabbed Rachel’s shirt- "twice??? Twice!!! And the second time people saw!!!" -Anya couldn’t help but blush as she remembered the incident that just happened. Anya was furious-

Rachel squeaked as her shirt was pulled up showing her bra a bit as she was on her tippy toes "eeeppp! I was just trying to buy time please Anya!"

-Anya wasn’t listening. She pulled Rachel’s shirt off, followed by yanking down the girls pants. Anya didn’t wait to hear anything else. Anya spun her girlfriend around, grabbing the back of her panties and yanking up hard-

Rachel squeaked as her shirt and pants were removed her known care bear panties and bra were exposed once again as she was quickly spun around her panties shooting up her bubble butt cheeks causing her to scream out "eeekkkkk! Stop!"

"No! You earned this! You pantsed me in front of people!!! They laughed at me!" -Anya started to bounce Rachel, lifting her off the ground as she teleported the girl to the front of the dorms. The people there immediately started to laugh as Rachel was bounced in just her underwear- "I’ll reach you what happens when you try to humiliate me."

Rachel squealed and screamed as was bounced up and down soon blushing as random people saw her big bottom bouncing up and down "eeeekkkkk! Please! Owwww! I didn't mean it!"

-Anya wasn’t listening. She bounced Rachel hard, making sure to force her all the way down and lift her up hard by the fabric. Anya was fierce, making sure to split her girlfriend painfully in two-

"Acccckkkk!" She had tears in her eyes as the panties stretched eve. Further up her ass as she started tasting her own panties in the back of her throat. She was being held down as well making her butt more painful "gaaaaccckkkk!"

-Anya smiled as she started to bounce her again. Anya stretched out the fabric, wanting to punish Rachel for not only pantsing her but also for missing practice. Anya grabbed the front and started to give Rachel a squeaky clean. Anya tried to start a fire, pulling up hard in the front, then the back, then the front-

Rachel's face went contorted as she pulled from both sides as smoke slowly left left her Crack and crotch "eeekkkkk! Room please in the room!" She yelled out as she covered hee crotch with her hands blushing. The panties started to pop and rip.

-Anya didn’t show Rachel any mercy though. She pulled the girls panties up and over her head then Anya grinned wickedly. She looked at Rachel as she pulled off her bra. Anya gripped her girlfriends now naked nipples and gave them a fierce twist-

Rachel had her panties over her head with holes in them as she wanted it to be over soon her bra removed her face a dark red "c-come on anyaaaaaaccckkkkk please in private!"

-Anya twisted and pulled, eagerly tormenting her girlfriend as the crowd laughed and watched. Anya didn’t show Rachel any mercy. She finally stopped and ripped the girls panties to shreads, leaving Rachel naked. Anya grabbed the shredded fabric and tied her girlfriend to the front door of the dorm-

Rachel cried out for forgiveness as she was tormented in front of the other students. Soon she wad tied up next to her own dorm room trying to cover up as best as possible "y-you jerk!"

-Anya smiled as she left her girlfriend tied to the door for all to laugh at. Anya wouldn’t go too far. She wouldn’t let anyone be cruel or take advantage of Rachel. She was still her girlfriend and no one would touch her-

[End of Scene]

[missroleplay]

Rachel's Bad Day - Part 1

It was a Saturday morning as Rachel held her pillow sleeping soundly as she heard a ringing looking over to see her alarm going off. She groaned hitting snooze as she looked at the time as she flinched "9-9:30! I'm 2 hours late for practice!" She squealed getting ready quickly her yoga pants and a tight green shirt. She quickly got her shoes on looking at her phone seeing multiple calls and text from Anya. The text saying different things where are you? Rachel? Are you serious five more minutes Rachel or else A newest message appeared as Rachel shivered times up dork prepare yourself Rachel shivered hearing a banging on her door "c-crap"

-Anya banged on the door fiercely as she yelled through the wood- "You had better have a damn good reason for standing me up nerd! I’m going to make sure you remember today!" -Anya waited a moment to see if Rachel would open the door, or if she’d have to force her way in-

Rachel squeaked as she turned to the door as she to the door hearing Anya yelling through it. It was terrifying. She reached back holding her butt as she gulped. Soon she moved blocking the door with a chair and other stuff "a-anya l-let me explain" she said stepping away from the door

-Anya phased through the door, crossing her arms as she sat on the chair holding the door closed. Anya didn’t say anything yet, letting Rachel speak before she brutally destroyed her-

Rachel flinched seeing her phase through the door. Rachel's whole outfit screamed wedgie me and it didn't help her panty drawer was close by. She gulps "w-well I overslept and when I woke up you came after me basically haha, let's just go back and practice" she said backing up to her window "y-you gave me a long wedgie last night it kept me up!"

-Anya glared at Rachel. That wasn’t even an excuse… she overslept? That’s not a reason… Anya stood up grabbed hold of Rachel’s shirt, pulling off of the girl by making it phase through her. Anya then dropped the shirt, grabbing her girls hair as she got a tight grip- "That’s unacceptable Rachel. You know I don’t accept laziness."

Rachel squealed as her hair was grabbed as she whimpered looking into her eyes "p-please Anya give me one more chance or at least a head start! Or are you scared I will escape you!" She said trying to provoke her

-Anya rolled her eyes. She knew if she let Rachel run there was a small chance she could get away. Anya considered denying the request but smirked. Anya let go of Rachel as she grinned- "Okay sweetie. I tell you what… I’ll give you a chance to escape but if you can’t get away from me then I get to bully you HARD!" -Anya held out her hand, hoping Rachel would take the obvious bad deal-

Rachel looked at her hand and grabbed it right away. She had a chance to save her ass and other body parts from the bullying from the strongest bullies. She quickly grabbed a shirt putting it on. She turned and pulled Anyas pants down as she looked out the window teleporting outside "bye!"

[Part Two]