The REFORMATORY Part 4
”I will never choose that stick again, unless I have to pick three implements someday!”
Lyndsy laughed “Yeah, I can see you have some nice striped ‘Kane artwork’ going on there!” I tried to twist myself around at my waist to look back at my bottom, but had to go to the bathroom and look in the mirror to see what kind of “artwork” I was displaying. “Seriously! What was I thinking??!!”
“Hey Amy, let’s make an agreement right now.” Lyndsy looked serious at me. “To NEVER let Kevin be the one to try and get us out of trouble again!! He literally asked for it! And we all had to suffer the consequences!” I smiled at her, ”Don’t worry… That’s a mistake I won’t try again. If he wants to play hardball against Ms. Kane, he can do it alone!! Personally, I’m only into softball!”
“But really, I must give it to him. He can sure take some heavy whacks! It’s no wonder Ms. Kane is in such good shape with all that intense training! She definitely has a lot of stamina!!” Lyndsy’ sparkle in her eyes lit up as she looked mischievously at me. ”Maybe Ms. Kane should take exercise video’s to a whole new level!!! Start a new trend establishing tips on how too…..” Just then Lori burst into our room. ”Hey guys, can I borrow some hairspray??” I was still standing in our bathroom where I had been examining my bottom, and looked towards the shelf where the hairspray was kept normally. I was just about to reach for it when I noticed Lyndsy’ eyes get big and her expression changed to a distressed look with the unspoken words of “Don’t do it” plastered across. I knew what to do, ”Ahh, sorry. I guess we are out of it ourselves Lori”. As I pretended to look on the shelf I let it drop into the laundry basket below and dropped my pants over top of it. Lori came into the bathroom anyway, so I just smiled at her and stepped back so she could look on the shelf herself. ”Amy, I would suggest putting pants on to protect that beautiful artwork you are so comfortably displaying. Unless of course, it’s your intention to scare anyone who comes by your room tonight. ”Very funny, Lori. ” ”So, no hairspray?” she asked as she looked around. ”Nope. No hairspray. We usually just give our head a shake and let it fall all natural!” ”Fine. Then I’ll just borrow some of Ms. Kane…” and her sentence faded as she left the room and was gone again…
I reached in and took the hairspray bottle from the laundry basket and tossed it to Lyndsy. I couldn’t help but smile at her as I remembered the expression that came over her face earlier. Now she just looked at the bottle calmly and then said to me, “Thanks for that!” “For what?”, I wondered. “Umm, I haven’t told you this yet, but I kind of refilled the bottle after we finished it off the other day.” “Yeah, so?” “Well, it’s not quite hairspray anymore.” And she tossed the hairspray back to me. I looked at it and then gave the little nozzle a push. As soon as it entered the air, I KNEW what it was!!!! It was her dear ol’ reliable pal JD!!! “I didn’t want to get you into trouble for knowing Amy.” ”Like, since when?” I laughed. ”No problem Lyndsy. I’m serious. If it makes you feel safe or good or you feel it’s a need you must have it around, it’s fine with me” I just realized I was still standing without my pants, so I turned to grab them and jump right into them.
Over the next few days we were able to keep ourselves from crossing any lines with Ms. Kane. Both Lyndsy and I literally had to recover from the still lingering marks from the quartet spanking we were so kindly introduced to. But by the end of the work week, we were starting to feel a little bit more restless, and our discomfort was barely noticeable any more. It just so happened that by Saturday, we could feel ourselves heading in the direction that held a little more excitement.
Amazingly, we both woke up early on that Saturday morning. Must have been because of the docile week we both put in. Lyndsy yawned and stretched as she spoke, “Amy, we should do something different today. Something fun for us. Besides, even if we don’t get into any kind of trouble we will get spanked tomorrow for maintenance, so let’s do something.” ”What are you thinking of?” ”I don’t know. I could really use a girls night out. You know, hanging at the club, loud music, dancing, a few drinks, laugh’s with a bunch of others.” “ Sounds good to me!! Hmm, now we just have to figure out how to get out of here, do our thing, and get back in without getting caught.” I glanced around the room, then as I looked in the direction of the bathroom I said, “Hey, I think we could use that window!” I jumped off the bed as I was pointing at it. I then opened it and looked down on the street. Lyndsy followed and looked out as well and questioned, “Do you think we can get up this way as well?” I shrugged, “Don’t know, maybe. Let’s go down and take a look.” It was still early so the rest of the house was still sleeping. We wouldn’t have to explain to anyone what we were doing as we left the house and stood on the street looking up to the window that led to our bathroom. I went over and started to climb. I managed to get to the second floor patio roof just below the window easy enough, and looked down at Lyndsy. “I would be content to conclude, that it can be done!” We smiled at each other, gave the thumbs up, and I jumped down without fear. We went inside, and considering it was still so early, and we were just so considerate of others, we decided to put together an awesome breakfast for the rest when they woke up!!
Shortly after dinner, we put on the show that we were just sooo tired from being up so early that morning. We excused ourselves and went up to our room. We quietly got dressed for our night out and waited until the house seemed settled for the evening. Lyndsy opened the door and listened. She shook her head. Nothing. We had actually talked about just taking the stairs down and out, but they were noisy with creeks and squeaks. And we thought, no big deal, we could be going down for a drink of milk or something, which happened on occasion. But, we felt if someone DID happen to see us, we definitely were not in clothing ready for a quiet night in!!! So, we pursued our original brilliant plan of using our bathroom window for the evening ahead of us.
Once we got down to the street, we turned to look back at the house. It was pretty much dark in every room.
That evening we participated in the best time we both ever had in months! Downtown was busy, and bright and noisy, and we danced for hours! I guess we were thirsty too, because it seemed like every time our drink was empty, it was miraculously refilled!!! But we weren’t counting because we just knew we were having a hoot!!! A much needed change of pace!!!
When we eventually returned to the reformatory we stood chuckling as we looked up towards our window. It was still open, just the way we had left it. I went over and tried to climb as easily as the first time, but ended up getting only 3 steps above ground before I fell backwards landing on my butt. Lyndsy started to crack up, but contained it for the most part, ”Guess we better reconsider about taking the stairs darlin’.” I was now laying flat on my back trying to form a sentence, ”Or maybe, maybe, we just stay right, right about here.” My head was spinning so fast. “Lyndsy, please make this carousel stop!” She stumbled over to me, reached for my hand and started to pull me up off the ground. We giggled because we must have looked hilarious as we got into position to use each other as supports. We headed towards the front door, but it definitely wasn’t in a straight line!! We took all our limited concentration to focus on being as quiet as we could as we made our way. “Ahhh, *hiccup* do you have your key?” Lyndsy shook her head and at the same time reached for the doorknob. It turned so she said, “This must be our lucky day today sweetheart. A door left unlocked!! Maybe Ms. Kane will also forget about our little maintenance tomorrow!” ”In what, *hiccup* world do you live in Lyndsy?” ”In a world, in a world where, ahh, ‘girls just wanna have fun!’” We smirked, but we also looked at each other enforcing recognition that we must maintain composure as we moved towards our room. It must have once again been a sight as we fumbled hanging onto each other as we focused direction on the stairs.
Once we got to the foot of the stairs we both dropped our hands forward for stability, and dropped to our knees to begin the journey up on all fours. We were snickering, trying to whisper if we had to say anything, trying to sneak ever so slow and quiet, and by the time we reached our door we looked at each other with a grin from ear to ear thinking we had to be the most amazing, inconspicuous, couple of newly introduced friends who absolutely rocked!!! We did a high five, but only our pinkies actually connected. We almost busted a gut as we dropped lower to the floor than that of our crawling stance. Once composed we sat up with our backs leaning on our bedroom door. We both let out a big sigh of relief.
Who else would be able to pull this type of thing off on Ms. Kane?
In the next few moments, we were sure to realize, it wasn’t us!!
Lyndsy lifted her hand to turn the handle of the door. As she did we remained in position and just laid back slowly and quietly as the door opened. We continued to lay there for a moment trying to gather our energy to get up and get the other half of our bodies into the room so we could shut the door behind us. As we laid there, we heard the sound of a clearing throat. “Ahem.” Both of us tilted our heads up and back to the direction of our room. There, sitting on my bed, looking straight at us with her arms crossed, eyebrows raised, and the look of “How pitiful can these two be”, all we could do was lower our heads back, look at each other and I busted out laughing so hard!!! I had to sit up to catch my breath, and Lyndsy followed, but she was sooo trying to contain herself! She was laughing, but not as out of control as me. Ms. Kane signaled for us to get up, and we did, which was not very elegant in any way, and all it did was make me crack up all the more. Lyndsy couldn’t handle it anymore either and she bursted out a laugh, but at the same time she was backing out of the room saying, “Ahhh, I ah, I forgot something downstairs” She had her right hand pointer finger raised, like “Just a minute”, and she was choking on her words but continued, “I will, I’ll be, I will be right back in a flash!!”
“YOU Miss Lyndsy, don’t even think about it!!!”, were the first words to leave Ms. Kane’s mouth. ”But I…”, Lyndsy tried to get a couple words out, but the reply from the bed was a finger pointed right at her waving to not even finish that sentence!! We were both shaking uninhibited, but it was not because we were nervous or afraid. We were just trying to hold the laughter inside. That in itself must have looked funny as our shaking was probably in a slow, wobbly type motion considering the present state we were in.
Oh man, we were in such deep crap. We were busted. There was NO way of getting our way out of this one. Ms. Kane got up from my bed. “Get yourselves in here and close the door behind you. I don’t need either one of you making any more noise than you already have in your silly adventure up here.” Lyndsy started to chuckle again and must have thought she was whispering to me, which she wasn’t when she said, “That means no squealing missy!” I just looked at her in agreement. ”LYNDSY” Ms. Kane firmly spoke, “Sit down on your bed” as she pointed a rigid finger in that direction. “And you Amy” she again pointed in the direction of my bed indicating I should sit down.
“I am not going to punish you two for this tonight. I want to make sure that you both understand how serious I am about this! And quite frankly, neither one of you are in a state right now to be able to distinguish whether I was to give you a spanking or a hug!!! And believe me, I am NOT going to hug you!”
We once again looked at each other with total connection and understanding of words unuttered, until Ms. Kane continued, “Now get some sleep, and I don’t want to see either one of you downstairs before you are sober!! Is that clear enough to sink in past the liquid encompassing your brain??”
“Yes, ma’am” we both agreed.
Ms. Kane quietly left our room, without another word, another look. “Lyndsy” I whispered.” “What?” ”I, I think she is angry with us.” I solemnly continued. ”You think?” was her reply. The both of us were lying on our backs on our beds. It wasn’t even a minute before I spoke up, ”Nah, I don’t believe her.” I started to chuckle again. Lyndsy looked at me trying to focus her eyes. I added, ”I do still think I could distinguish the difference between a hug and a spanking!! I’m not that hammered!!” We both started to chuckle some more. Lyndsy rolled back to stare at the ceiling again, then said, “Why don’t go over to her and tell her to spank you right now then? Just to be sure she isn’t right.” ”Oh yeah, right. And I guess you want me to ask at the same time if I can take yours as well I bet!” ”Amy my friend, you are a fast learner!!”
That was the last thing we remember talking about that night. We both must have fallen asleep as we layed there, and we both woke up still in our party clothes. Ewww. I wasn’t feeling so good. But it was different. It wasn’t from the liquor we consumed the night before. It was more like a troubled, worried stomach feeling. I carefully moved up onto one elbow to look towards Lyndsy. “Hey, how are you feeling? Are you sober yet?” ”Amy, I will NEVER be totally sober” she said without moving. I looked down at my shirt and again started to laugh!! “Oh my goodness!!! I guess I can never wear this shirt again!! Did you write this on me while I was sleeping?” Lyndsy moved, while still lying on her stomach and stretched her head to see what I was talking about. “Hmm, I don’t remember doing anything like that, but it sure looks like my handwriting.” On my shirt was written in I think lipstick, but not sure, “100% BTS.” After a moment of trying to pull it together, I could only say, ”I wonder what it means?” Lyndsy rolled a little closer to the edge of the bed and stretched her neck as far as she could towards my shirt. She looked at it with a bit of a frown while trying to focus more closely, “Nope. I’m not recalling anything.”
“Okay. I’m too distracted otherwise to really care. I’m going to go take a bath, and then I will have to just face the music!” I stood up and went to the bathroom. As I soaked in the tub, which was for a long time, I couldn’t think about anything else other than what Ms. Kane had in store for us.
I got dressed, and when I went to our room I noticed Lyndsy had fallen asleep again. Oh well. I shrugged my shoulders and went downstairs. I couldn’t wait anymore to find out my consequences.
The house was very quiet, and I wondered if anyone was even home. On my way to the kitchen I glanced at Ms. Kane’s office door. It was closed, so I figured she must’ve been in there, maybe waiting. I couldn’t help but picture all the implements from her cabinet lined up neatly in a row. I continued on to the kitchen, grabbed a piece of bread to make toast, and a cup of coffee. All I could think to myself was, “Maybe that girls night out wasn’t such a good idea after all. Maybe it wasn’t even…” I lost my thought when I turned around to pour my coffee, and Ms. Kane was standing there. “So, do you feel sober?”, she asked casually. ”Umm, yes ma’am.” I looked down towards my cup. She slowly walked towards me, and instinctively I started to back up towards the toaster. I bumped into the counter and felt it press firmly against my mid back. I couldn’t back up any more, but she still continued to move towards me. When she got within arms reach, she put one hand on each side of me leaning on the counters edge. Damn. Now what do I do, drop to the floor to get away?
“Amy, look at me!” She was very serious, and this had to be one of the first times that I had absolutely no desire to smile or laugh. I couldn’t even bring myself to look at her even after she asked me to. I seen and then felt her right hand that had come up to my face and gently but firmly lift my chin up so that she could see my eyes.
“Amy, did it ever cross your mind, that the two of you could have just come to me and told me that you wanted to go out on the town?” I looked confused at her. “This is not a prison. When I say there will be no drinking, I mean there will be no drinking in this house. So if you feel the need to cut lose and party it up downtown or with your friends, you are welcome to do that.” She paused for a moment to be sure she had my attention, then continued, “But to jump out of a second story window, plan to try to climb up again, forget your keys, and not have the decency to let me know where you were off to, that is just pure stupidity” I tried to look down again with embarrassment. Her hand lifted my chin up again, ”Either one of you could have gotten seriously injured or something even worse!” The little child inside of me was seriously hiding now. She had crawled so deep I didn’t know if she ever dared to show her face again!! I was feeling really stupid and actually really sorry to have put such concern on Ms. Kane. I honestly hadn’t considered the risks in anything that we did that night. We just wanted to cut loose and have some fun. I kind of wished she would just stop scolding me and drag me over her knee to spank me, because I could see in her eyes that we had kind of hurt her, and I didn’t like it. At least with a spanking I didn’t have to face her to see the effects in her eyes.
I had to speak up, “I’m sorry, Ms. Kane. I know it was wrong of us to be sneaking around like that and, and you are right. It was actually pretty stupid. We just thought you wouldn’t allow us to go out on the town and have fun and party it up a little bit.” ”Well, I can tell you that because of your little irresponsible episode, you won’t be going out for the rest of this month. Both you and Lyndsy are grounded. You can obviously attend work, and you will certainly fulfill your chores around here, but besides that you will be staying in your room, where I can find you at any moment I choose. Do you understand?” ”Yes ma’am.” I cowardly replied.
“Good. Now, in regards to the rest of the punishment.” She took the coffee cup from my hands and grabbed me firmly by my forearm and went over to a chair. She sat down without letting go of me, and dragged me over her lap. I was wearing sweatpants, so in seconds she had them down. She was annoyed, I knew it without a doubt, but not a word was spoken, and that led to her spanking me quite hard right off the bat. Also, it was different for me because I actually felt sorry that we had hurt her or affected her that way. So because of that state of mind, it didn’t take long before I started to moan, and literally had to struggle to keep myself from crying!!! My backside was already on fire, and no, I didn’t feel the urge to sing any kind of songs!
Before I knew it, I was begging, “Please, Ms. Kane. I’m sorry! I promise that we will never do something like that again!” She spoke up, “I believe you when you say you won’t, but honey, you can be as sorry as you want. Either way, I am not done with you yet! Now get up!” I stood up fairly quickly, and so did she. She pointed towards her office and I started to walk, holding my burning bottom and with very short steps because my sweatpants were still around my ankles. I was terrified. I still had that picture in my head with all the implements lined up so carefully. When I opened the door I felt a huge sense of relief because there was not one implement laying out anywhere. I stood there in the middle of the room, and Ms. Kane continued past me and went over to her cabinet. Inside my head I was praying, “No cane, no cane, no cane!” I guess someone was listening to me, someone with a sense of humor, because she didn’t pick the cane, but picked both the brush and the belt. She proceeded to the couch and once again ordered me over her lap with just a point of her finger.
Oh man, that brush was nasty!!!! Every smack from it stung like there was no tomorrow, and she didn’t stop until every spot on my bottom was hit at least once and I’m sure colored very red to her liking. I was wiggling, a lot. And I guess that caused some kicking, which is totally not recommended, because that made her strike my legs twice!! I literally started squealing. I remembered Lyndsy talking about the squealing last night, but it was definitely a lot more funny then!!!
She gave me a break when she was done with the brush. She was gently rubbing my bottom and examining yet another masterpiece of her art when she spoke up saying, “Amy, when I am done spanking you with the belt, you are then going to sit in the dining room and write 100 times these words: ‘I will never jump out of a window again and I will always remember my keys. And most importantly, I will always make sure that Ms. Kane knows where I am.’ “ She leaned to see as much of my face as she could and said, “Okay? You got it memorized? ”Yes ma’am. I think so.”
“Alright then. I still have to attend to that trouble making friend of yours who is probably still sleeping upstairs! So let’s get started, shall we??” I just nodded….
She had folded the belt so she could use it while I still was lying over her lap. I couldn’t withhold the tears anymore. It was painful and I hoped each smack was the last. She asked me in the end to count the last 10 strokes. I could barely get the words out, but somehow got to 10 with her satisfaction.
I got up from her lap and stood sobbing in front of her. She took my hands and said, “Amy, I was actually worried about you two last night, and I don’t like that feeling. My job is to keep you safe, but for me to do that, I need you to be honest with me. I deserve to know when it comes to your whereabouts, and although I am no fan of the drinking, you are both adults and should be able to have a good time and still be responsible while having it. However, it didn’t quite look like that was the case last night!”
She dropped my hands carefully, and backed up a bit. “Take that notebook over there,” she pointed at her desk, ”and go write those sentences. Lyndsy will join you when she is done with her spanking!”
I carefully pulled my pants up and went over and took the notebook. She never said anything as to whether I should wait for Lyndsy or not before starting my lines, so I just kneeled on the chair, and leaned forward onto the table. Man, my bottom was burning so bad I was almost expecting my sweats to catch fire!! I laid my head down on my forearms and rested while I waited for Lyndsy to be dealt with and come to write her lines too.
Right after Lyndsy came out, Ms. Kane followed and let us know, “I need to go do a bit of shopping, but I expect you both to finish this assignment. And when you are done, you can leave the notebooks on my desk and go directly to your room. Remember you are both grounded!” “Okay, ma’am.”
We both continued to kneel because there was no way of sitting as Ms. Kane had suggested when writing our lines. Lyndsy finally said something, “Okay this is NOT the kind of spanking I want to receive EVER again” ”I agree!! And I really don’t like that we upset Ms. Kane like that either.”
We started to write. I think we both just wanted to get this final punishment over with fast so we could go to our rooms and tuck into our beds again.
After some time of us writing and writing I asked Lyndsy a question. “Do you think she saw us yesterday? You know, when we jumped out of the window and then when we tried to get back inside again?” Lyndsy looked at me, ”No. She did tell me that she knew something wasn’t quite right because we were being too quiet. She said something like, ’You two never stop talking and snickering, and sometimes I even think you do it while you’s are sleeping’” I had to laugh, ”I really hope we don’t talk and chuckle while we are sleeping!! Do you think she will forgive us Lyndsy?” ”I think she already has” she quietly commented.
30 lines to go!! Whoo-hoo!!! It was my own personal unexpressed excitement, but then I did say, “Hey, I have never been grounded in my life, have you?” ”Nope” was Lyndsy’ one word reply. I continued, ”It’s really not that fair if we get maintenance spankings next Sunday. If we have to stay in our room, we obviously won’t be getting into trouble!” Lyndsy looked up at me with her little smirk, ”Amy, you and I don’t seem to have any problems with getting into trouble, so I really don’t think a grounding is going to change anything. But, if you want to argue with Ms. Kane, I’ll definitely back you up, or, or should I say, at least push you in front of me!” That Lyndsy, her mind never stopped contemplating, and bratting about something or blaming ME!!
I was writing away and was pretty much done, when I suddenly remembered what BTS stood for!!! And it WAS Lyndsy who had written it on my shirt!! I started to laugh just out of the blue, and Lyndsy scrunched her eyebrows wondering what that was all about, ”What? You can’t just sit there and have a party on your own Amy!!” ”Oh, sorry, but it just dawned on me, and I really hope that Ms. Kane doesn’t know what BTS means!” Lyndsy still had a puzzled look trying to figure me out. “Lyndsy!!! It stands for 100% BratToSpank!”
;) Annika and co-author Lyndsy
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