The REFORMATORY Part III
”Oh man. I am soooo going to miss JD” she grumbled as she shook her head. Lyndsy seemed more upset about JD being removed from her possessions than the fact that she wasn’t able to sit anywhere comfortably.
Ms. Kane didn’t hold anything back because of Lyndsy’ little JD hiding game. I was actually very proud of her, because she handled the spanking quite well. Of course, I didn’t actually see the spanking since I had my face stuck into the wall, and didn’t DARE move it away, but the sound of it was sure intense! Sometimes my body even reacted to the spanking sound by clinching my muscles all the way up my back when I heard the belt smacking against her skin.
Ms. Kane wasn’t in the office when Lyndsy said she would miss JD. We were instructed not to talk, just stand there in our corners and think about our behavior. But the damn song inside my head wouldn’t stop! I kept singing ‘I am titanium’ and sighed, because I was so far away from being anything like titanium. If I were to think of something comparable, I would be something along the lines of butter! I do have a tendency to laugh about weird or during stressful situations, so I couldn’t help myself and started to giggle, which caused Lyndsy to giggle, which in turn caused me to laugh. I could just picture this situation from above, the two of us standing there in our corners, one singing titanium, the other crushed about JD, and both flashing very red, sore bottoms. What a sight that was, no wonder it made me laugh!! ”Shhh! My backside can’t take anymore right now Amy.” Lyndsy whispered.
I heard Ms. Kane come to the office again, and I was able to contain myself. I didn’t want to risk another round, especially right away.
“You two are free to go now, but I hope you both remember this session for a very long time!” ”Yes ma’am” we sharply stated as if in one voice.
I was very relieved that I was able to stand up at work over the next couple of days. I hated the meetings I had to attend, but to be honest, I have no idea what the meetings were about because all my attention was directed to protecting the soreness of my bottom.
Lyndsy and I didn’t chat during the day anymore. We simply couldn’t with these old cell phones, so the conversations during dinner didn’t get the spark we usually would from our daily interactions. We pretty much were in a well behaved mode. But before we knew it, a new game had started. Who would be the first one out of the four of us to give in to our inner brat and have it showing its face again?
Of course there were always the weekly sessions we had to contend with. And I was still scared that we would receive another spanking for the texting madness that was carried out prior, but it turned out that Ms. Kane does not spank twice for the same mistake. Well, unless of course, you don’t learn from the first time and if I was to start texting again to Lyndsy in like manner. Thank goodness she prevented that by taking our smartphones away, because seriously, I do not think either me or Lyndsy could NOT text each other if we had the chance!! So, for this week it was a ‘gentle’ hand spanking just to make sure I would have a clean sheet to start a new week and send me off on my best behavior. I really was thankful for that. My buttocks couldn’t have handled anything more right then.
The four of us were hanging out in the basement, watching TV and playing billiards. Kevin, bent over and while lining up his shot says, ”Lyndsy, what is the worst implement your butt has ‘tasted’ so far??” She shrugged at Kevin and replied as cool as ever, “The belt. What about you Mr. T.?” I laughed at that. Mr. T.!! T-t-t-titanium!! Kevin wasn’t as impressed with the name as we were, so continued, “Hmm, I’m not sure I have met the worst implement yet.” And again the song started inside my head, t-t-titanium… Lyndsy says, ”Then it’s really rather a sad situation, because as long as you uphold your fine behavior you will never find out Kevin.” ”That is true Mr. T.!! You will never be able to prove how much “titanium” is in that backside of yours!” I replied. Instantly Kevin popped out his smartphone from his pocket and flashed it towards me, ”You, miss Amy, can borrow my smartphone, and…” he looked over to Lori for her approval, “I’m sure Lyndsy can borrow Lori’s! We don’t need to text message each other in order to be brats!” He glanced daringly at me. And I smiled back at him saying, ”Well fine. We don’t have a problem using your phone, or writing messages under the identity of your names, because officially we don’t own a smartphone, so really, it would show up as you and Lori who are texting each other!” Lyndsy pipes in, ”Yeah! Hand it over Lori.” ”You keep your fingers away from my smartphone, miss Lyndsy!!” ”Why? Do you need it to place some more orders??” she sasses back. ”Ha! Ha! Ha! Ver-ry funny!”
Kevin speaks up, “Seriously guys, I don’t recognize myself when I have to behave all the time.” ”Well what do you suggest, Kevin??” I asked. Lori seemed a little more interested in the conversation now and says, ”Hmm, I have an idea. Maybe we should work together! It could be very interesting to see how Ms. Kane would handle the four of us all at the same time!” Lyndsy, trying to convince us she’s innocent in this, says, “I will be the last in line if we get caught, and I expect all of you to take the biggest part of that spanking if I have to be part of this.” I shake my head as I respond, ”Lyndsy, Lyndsy, Lyndsy. If you continue to play the “innocent role” you like to portray, you might be the first in line! Do you not think that maybe Ms. Kane already knows your tactics and that she doesn’t believe you for one second?? Anyways, I don’t think you have to worry. We have Kevin who is a fine gentleman, and will take it as his duty to go first, right??” ”Umm, if I go first, she won’t have any implements to use on you guys, and she would never risk that!” Lori seemed intrigued with our conversation, and as she sat on the couch listening quietly she started to giggle. But as she giggled, she was kind of shrinking into the couch.
“What are you trouble makers talking about down here??” The three of us looked at each other, then Lori, without moving anything but our eyes, and then turned around only to see Ms. Kane standing in the doorway leaning on the frame with her arms crossed. We had no idea how long she was there, but to be leaning in such a relaxed state, odds are she definitely heard something! I know the first thing I was thinking about was what the heck we had said last, when it deemed upon me that we were joking about the implements she owned!!!
Ms. Kane stood up straight then started to walk towards us. She looked like she was kind of amused. At least that’s what I hoped I was seeing. Her walk was very relaxed, almost playful, and as she approached the pool table her hand slightly danced along the side of it as she made her way around to one end. Instinct took over, and I started to move in the opposite direction ever so slowly, and without realizing it, my mind was already making plans of how and when I should run. I guess she seen my eyes pondering options, because at one point she stopped, looked straight at me, didn’t say a word, and I just froze in place trying to ease the pressure with a slight smile.
“So tell me again…” she picked up the 8 ball, held it up to look at it and then lowered it proceeding to roll it between her palms, “…what is it that I don’t dare to risk?” With that she made sure she had all of our full attentions.
“Ahh, I’m not in on this.” Lori replied as she stood up and started to walk. “Stop! You stay here young lady!”, she sharply said, but still with a calm undertone.
There was silence for a minute as we watched Ms. Kane slowly pull herself up to sit on the pool table. She took her time, and rolled a few balls under her palms against the green of the table. She had her head down, and her hair was covering her eyes from my angle, so I looked at Kevin prompting him with my eyes to do something. I figured he had the most experience, or at least should know how to get us out of this situation. Oh boy, I couldn’t have been more wrong!! This was a game he LOVED!! To get caught and to dig himself into a deeper hole!!
The words that came out of his mouth were shocking. “You know Ms. Kane, what you heard while you were listening, listening uninvited, which really, ah, is very inappropriate if I do say so myself, but anyway, what you heard was nothing that should be of concern or worry to you really.”
I think my jaw dropped 5 inches and all I could do was stare at him!!! My brain was yelling at him IS THIS YOUR WAY OF GETTING US OUT OF TROUBLE???!!!!
Ms. Kane still didn’t look up from her smooth activity of slowly rolling the billiard balls around the table in a very small area. I looked at Lyndsy and she looked as in shock as I was! But looking at Lori, she didn’t even look concerned, never mind surprised. Maybe she knew him better?
I was really amazed at how cool, and contained, and unaffected Ms. Kane was to Kevin’s remark, and I just couldn’t get enough of how she played these head games with us.
Ms. Kane took a deep breath, left the balls alone and reached a few feet further for a cue stick. She pulled it slowly towards her, but still left it on the table, and started to roll it back and forth, back and forth. She then held it straight up pointing towards the ceiling and not taking her eyes off of it she said, “Darn. Such a beautiful straight cue to have to be broken on somebody’s bottom.” My heart jumped and I’m sure it made my shirt even move. She continued with a sigh, “It’s such a shame to consider the fatality of such a perfect piece of wood.” Now she looked to Kevin as she laid the cue back on the table, but continued speaking in her slow way of torture, “And it’s such a shame to think it may only have the experience of tending to one bottom.” Kevin just started to laugh. Instantly I felt the urge to grab that cue and whack him with it myself! Ms. Kane noticed my sudden facial expressions and said, ”Relax Amy. I won’t actually use this on any of you.” After she gave me a little smile she went back to looking at it and rolling it back and forth on the table. She continued to speak in a slow, tantalizing manner, “It’s just too beautiful and expensive to waste by either breaking or warping it.”
She jumped elegantly off the table and patted her shirt down. Kevin was like a kid in a toy store, he had a smile from ear to ear, and he couldn’t contain his excitement, or maybe it was fear being hidden by his bratty self as a distraction!! His demeanor changed fairly quickly though after Ms. Kane’s voice went from soft to firm in a moment. “It seems that the four of you think that if you all act together, there is no chance of me handling you all at once.” Damn! She had heard a lot!!!
“You are all going to feel my ‘gentle’ touch” she said as she looked at me. ”And Lyndsy, you will receive the same amount as the rest of the girls!!” Lyndsy shrugged her shoulders with like a ‘whatever’ attitude. Ms. Kane then looked at Kevin and smiled. She never took her eyes off of him when she said, ”Girls, you will all go upstairs and find one implement of your choosing in my cabinet. And you mister Kevin, I will be choosing three implements myself to use on you!”
He wasn’t smiling as much anymore, but he still had this sarcasm about him that made it look as if he took it all as a challenge….a fun challenge.
“Off you go!” she said as she smacked her hands together and whisked us away.
We all went upstairs, not dragging ourselves of course, but definitely not running! Lori knew what cabinet it was that held the formidable tools of the trade. And she didn’t waste any time looking them over. She grabbed what she wanted and said, ”I will take the leather paddle. You two can fight about the rest.” Lyndsy and I looked inside the cabinet, then looked at each other. I just shrugged, shaking my head. I had no idea what half of the implements were capable of, so I couldn’t guide Lyndsy in this situation. She pointed at the wooden spoon, and she smiled at me with that twinkle in her eye. At least she still had a sense of humor in this situation we were in, and because of that it surely made me feel a bit better.
We avoided the canes, the rug beater, the loops. Well, pretty much everything. So we had to look them over again and I started to be very thankful that we at least had a choice. ”Ah, what the heck” Lyndsy mumbled as she grabbed a wooden brush and stepped aside. I was looking at the belt, but it just felt too easy to take that one. It’s not that it didn’t hurt, but at least I knew I could kind of handle it. But it also felt strange in a way if I were to pick it. Almost like it would be a sign of disrespect to Ms. Kane if I were to choose it. Don’t ask me why. I know, weird, but that’s the feeling I had. So, without contemplating anymore, I grabbed a wooden stick that kind of resembled a ruler.
We stood there waiting, all four of us, and not one of us saying a word. Kevin was the only one not carrying an implement which didn’t seem to worry him in the least. Eventually Ms. Kane walked in, looked at us, looked at what we were holding, smiled and went over to the cabinet. She didn’t take very much time to decide. She took the rug beater, some kind of braided loop wand, and I must admit, quite an intimidating cane. Once again I had many thanks for not being the brute end of this situation.
She walked over to the four of us and handed Kevin his three chosen implements. She then took a look at Lori’s paddle, Lyndsy’ brush and the stick I had selected. ”You think you can handle this one Amy?” She took the stick and looked in the direction of the cabinet. ”I kind of expected you to pick the belt.” I was looking down at my feet. She sensed that I was confused over the belt. How does she do that??? She then lifted my face up with her hand making sure she had my eye contact. ”You know I love all my implements, so I wouldn’t have been upset with you if you had chosen the belt. But if you want to challenge yourself, that’s fine with me!” All I could do was sigh. Of course, not visibly.
“Okay all of you get over there, line up, drop your pants and face the wall. And Lyndsy you will stand either first or last in the line.” Lyndsy looked at her with a puzzled frown. She continued, “I don’t care which end you pick, because either way, I will be starting with you!” She waited as we got in line, and dropped our pants to expose our white bottoms. ”You will each hold your implements, and when it’s your turn you will hand it to me. Do I make myself clear and understood??” ”Yes ma’am.” came out of all of us almost simultaneously. ”And you Kevin, will start with the rug beater.” ”Yes ma’am” he replied.
I was standing between Lyndsy and Lori, so as long as I was next to Lyndsy, I was obviously second.
Ms. Kane continued, “Good! I hope that after today all of you will realize without a doubt that I can handle four of you without an issue. And if we get more residents, that will not be a problem in the least!”
“Hand me the brush please young lady!”……SMACK…..”Ei-yi-yi!” Lyndsy let out without restraint. Because I was beside Lyndsy, I knew it was my turn next so Ms. Kane didn’t need to say anything to me because my hand was already reaching the stick in her direction. ”I want you to wait until I ask you for your implement Amy. You don’t know if I am going to spank you next!!” I let my hand with the stick fall back into place. ”Hand me the stick please little lady.” A smile stretched across my lips. She was goooood! I handed the stick to Ms. Kane, closed my eyes, took a deep breath and …SMACK….. If you could read my lips, I’m sure I screamed something like “Owww!! For Pete’s sake.” She handed me the stick again and moved on. I glanced over to Lyndsy, and she smiled at me. I knew what the words were unspoken, “Did that hurt??” ”Like Hell!”
It was good that there were four of us, because we got to breathe a little easier for a few moments once she dealt us our blow. After some time both Lyndsy and I could barely stay on our feet when Ms. Kane ‘touched’ us, and it wasn’t ‘gentle’ by any means!! Each wallop smarted like the first. We definitely were not smiling anymore, and we weren’t whispering, or looking at each other, or anything. I guess we were praying that it would stop finally. At least that was the case between Lyndsy and I. Lori seemed like she wasn’t being too affected yet, and Kevin – Kevin was stoic.
“This will be the last round for you girls, and you know what the last one means. It will be the hardest.” How the heck can it be any harder I thought! ”And after this, you three are going to watch the rest of Kevin’s punishment.”
“Hand me the brush please!” ….SMACK!
“Hand me the stick please!”….SMACK!
“Hand me the paddle please!”…..SMACK!
“Good. Now go over there and keep quiet. If you start talking, giggling or anything of any vocal or disruptive nature, you will face the wall again!”
We were too busy rubbing our behinds and watching Kevin’s punishment to even think about talking, or even looking anywhere but straight ahead.
Kevin was amazing! What he could handle was way out of my league, and I figured I needed to behave enough to stay on the side where I would only ever meet hand, belt, probably brush and worst scenario, the stick! After all I was still alive! With that, a new song started to play inside my head! ”Where there is desire, there is going to be a flame. Where there is a flame, someone’s bound to get burned. But just because it burns, doesn’t mean you’re gonna die, you’ve gotta get up and try, try, try.” Oh man, my butt was burning. And yes, I am not going to die from it. But the brat in me? She’s still gonna try, try, try!!
;) Annika and co-author Lyndsy
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I am really enjoying this story, thanks :) keep the parts coming lol
These girls are awesome writers!!! Please keep them as part of your blog! Can’t wait to read more! You are fortunate to have them include you so intimately!