Readers,
Many more thanks to Annika, one of our favorite new authors, for her story of Amy, ‘Historie’.
Here again, Annika takes us on a lovely spanking adventure – this time with help from her writing partner, Lyndsy. I’m sure you’ll enjoy ‘The Reformatory’…
– Dana
The REFORMATORY
I used to walk around in this world believing I was the only one who had weird thoughts about misbehaving and the possible consequences of that. My inner demons, or maybe just my inner child, struggled to get out all the time. I suppressed those ideas, or needs because I was not a child anymore. However, the needs were so strong that I often had problems functioning in the correct ways expected by society. Especially when it came to authority figures like teachers, social workers, police and so on. They all triggered this desire to misbehave. To test. To be bratty. I never responded to normal problem solving, like talking sense or being lectured. In fact when they tried, I usually thought of different ways to cross the line even more, and that always made me smile during these so called disciplinary discussions.
Anyways, one day my social worker stopped in the middle of one of these useless conversations and informed me that they have had it. If I wouldn’t respond to anything that they offered, they would have to place me into a new reformatory where there was an old-fashioned approach to behavioral adjustments.
Well, seriously, I thought it kind of sounded like a fun place to be, so I just replied, ”Go ahead. I don’t care”.
Before I knew it, I was moved into this reformatory. It looked more like a very big house. It had 4 levels. A basement (fully equipped with several of social games like billiards, videogames and so on), the ground floor (living room, dining room, kitchen and offices), first floor (sleeping areas, bathrooms) and second floor (also sleeping areas).
The headmistress, or whatever you call her, greeted me promptly on my arrival. She looked friendly enough, and definitely had the perfect authoritarian charisma I loved to challenge. Already in that first moment I saw her, my inner child was jumping ridiculously inside!
“Hello. You may refer to me as Ms. Kane. And welcome to my place.” Kane, I thought, what a perfect name! ”Hi. I’m Amy.”
“The first thing I will do is show you around the house, and then it would be appropriate to talk about the rules around here, so you know what I expect from you and anyone else who is here to stay” I just smiled and nodded in agreement.
She showed me to my room, which I found out I would soon be sharing with another “misbehaved” tenant. “Your roommate is moving in tomorrow, so you get to choose which bed you’d like.”
I never had a roommate, so this could be interesting. Even more so if this person would be someone that I could relate to and be comfortable with.
“At the moment there are two other residents living here besides you. They are not at home right now, but you will be able to meet them at dinnertime.” I just kept following her saying nothing. ”When your roommate arrives tomorrow there will be three girls and one boy, which I actually didn’t expect.” She looked at me with a little glimmer in her eye and continued, ”I thought it was the boys who didn’t know how to behave” she said as she winked at me. She turned and started to walk again. ”But then again, we just opened and we are just getting started here. And whether it’s a girl or boy, I am very observant, and can see through them and their little ingenuities fairly quickly.” I thought she was being funny, but I don’t think she intended to be, but I sensed I probably shouldn’t start to laugh right at that moment. Somehow I figured it was one of the unwritten rules, “NEVER laugh at Ms. Kane, when she is serious”!
After we toured the house, we went to her office and she asked me to sit down.
“Well, like I said, you will meet Lori and Kevin tonight. They have been here for some time, and they have received, should I say, a lot of firm guidance from me. We are not quite there yet, not where I expect their behavior to be, but if you ever doubt that I don’t mean serious business here, feel free to talk with them.”
She continued, “Amy, you realize, if you knew how to behave, you wouldn’t be here. I do expect you to cross the lines now and then and you will learn quickly that every action results in a REaction!” I wiggled in my chair a little. “There will be no drinking of alcohol. No smoking. No lying or cheating. And definitely no disrespect in my house! I also expect you to participate in keeping it a functional place, meaning, you will help out in this household. These are all part of my requirements for maintaining an appropriate setting for you to learn from. You are allowed to voice your opinions, and you can even argue your concerns if you feel the need. BUT, if I say stop, you stop! Is that clear??”
Finally she stopped talking, and I carefully let out a, ”Yes, ma’am”
“Good. Well, I think you will like it here.” I looked around searching for any evidence, or hints of her disciplinary ways to know what to expect. And even though there were none visible, I had no doubt that she would have some kind of “learning” implements stashed somewhere.
She observed me pondering the room and said, “I assume you were informed that we practice old-fashioned behavior modification therapy here?” I looked at her and nodded. ”Sorry, I couldn’t hear you.”….”Yes, ma’am”
“Very good. For now I will let you unpack, and get settled, and then you are going to help me and our chef, Mr. Johnson, to make dinner.”
I went to my room and organized my things. I checked the window to see if there was any escape possibilities. Not that I wanted to leave, I just figured it might be a bit of good knowledge to have. The window in the bathroom could be useful. You would be able to jump out on the roof, slide down and jump down to the street. I wondered also about hiding places. I would probably find some with time, but for now I wanted to see how this would turn out.
When I was done, I went downstairs to help out in the kitchen. I loved to cook, so this was a chore I didn’t mind to have.
At dinnertime I had the pleasure of meeting Lori and Kevin. They seemed very polite and well behaved, and so I wondered why they still lived here. Not for long though….
“Lori is that a new shirt you got there?” Ms. Kane questioned. ”Um….yes. But I didn’t buy it on credit.”…..”Well good for you. Did you really need that shirt??”….”Ahh….nooo….but, it only cost me 10 dollars. It went from 20 to 10 so it was a really good deal”…..”Lori do I need to remind you that you owe the credit card companies money?? And that 10 dollars could have been used to bring that debt down?”…..”But I also need clothes to wear Ms. Kane.” Kevin started to laugh, but instantly stopped when Ms. Kane looked firmly at him. Lori smiled as well and I immediately knew I was in the right place.
“Okay, I think dinner is over. I expected more from the two of you tonight. You should be setting a good example to Amy, and not be showing her how to get into trouble.”…..”Sorry Ms. Kane.” they both said at the same time.
I was struggling not to laugh. This was hilarious. I was finding it hard to take for real. Are they really trying to be that obedient? I wondered how things would be once my new roommate was here too. I was really looking forward to meeting her.
That night I could hear smacking sounds from downstairs. Ms. Kane definitely used something more than just her bare hand, and I felt a deep respect towards Lori, who I could hear was the receiver of the spanking. If Kevin got any that night I don’t know.
The next morning I woke up with a lot of energy. I was so excited to see what the day would bring, along with getting to meet my roommate. It was Friday, and I didn’t have to work that day, so I was home. Both Lori and Kevin again behaved very well during breakfast. Lori seemed to sit a bit uncomfortably but managed it through. I just observed and listened to the things they were talking about, and was actually surprised with the light atmosphere.
“So Amy, what are you up to today??” Ms. Kane asked me. ”Umm…I don’t really know yet. I’m looking forward to meeting my roommate though.”….”Ah yes. I think you two might have some things in common.”
Lori and Kevin had things to do during the day, so most of the time they were gone.
Before leaving Kevin smiled at me and said “Don’t be afraid. She won’t break you in two. Knowing that, maybe I will teach you a thing or two if you dare want to play.” He winked at me and left.
Oh boy. A dare! That always triggers something inside of me.
When my new roommate arrived I stayed in our room and waited. She obviously had gotten the same tour and speech, and was now being shown to our room. ”Lyndsy, this is Amy, and she will be your roommate. Amy arrived yesterday, so you are both quite new here” Ms. Kane looked at me and said, “Amy I expect you to help Lyndsy to settle in and feel welcomed here. The two of you will probably be spending a lot of time together, so respect each other and help each other, okay??”….”Yes, ma’am” I smiled at Lyndsy and she smirked back. We had an immediate connection just through the glitter in our bratty eyes.
“Good. I will be downstairs if there is anything either of you need.”
“So what speech did you get??” I asked my new roommate. ”Something about behaving. No drinking….and then she lost me there!” she started to laugh. ”I might be in trouble already!” She said as she pulled a little bottle of JD out from her bag. ”This is my friend Jack, and I like to spend time with him once in awhile. I surely didn’t expect that would be a problem, or rule. I mean, we ARE adults, soo…”…..”Don’t worry. I won’t tell, and I won’t drink it” She laughed again, ”Good to know! Then you can be my new BFF!!! Brattiest Favorite Friend!!” We both laughed for a few moments.
Then Lyndsy looked at me a little more serious and said, “So, ah, does she mean it??”…..”What?”…..”Does she like really spank??”….”Well, I think she does. I mean Lori surely got something last night”….”Really? You could hear it?? Or see it???”…..”No not see it, but definitely heard it!”
“Oh man!!! I’ve never been spanked in my life, but am a 100% brat!! A sneaky never caught brat” I smiled so big inside, yet I just knew that this relationship between the two us had the potential to turn out really bad. But it was so easy to talk with her. And her brattiness seemed innocent, much like mine.
She then asked me, “How about you? Ever had a spanking before??”……”Yes”…..”Did it hurt?”….”I don’t really remember. I would say yes, and no”…..”Hmm. Well, I guess if she is ever going to spank me, she will probably take it easy. Or at least should. Yeah she will. Because I’m just an “innocent” kind of a brat”… I had to laugh at that and replied “I’m not sure it works that way Lyndsy.”
“By the way, there’s a guy here, Kevin, you’ll meet him later. He wanted to teach me a thing or two and I’m guessing it’s about bratting, if I dared”….”Really? Awesome! Think I can join??”….”I guess so.”
She unpacked her things, and looked for a hiding place for that little bottle of JD…..”What do you think? Do you think I need to hide it?” I shrugged my shoulders, ”I wouldn’t be caught with it to find out”…..”Hey, I could make it obvious, place it in the living room with a note on it saying something like, ‘ITS NOT MINE, but keep your fingers away from it’. Do you think that would work?”….”I guess it depends on what you want to achieve? You could put it into some container that doesn’t look like a liquor bottle. Like a Tupperware container or something?”….”Good thinking! You are a smart brat!! I could use you on MY side.”
We went downstairs and found a suitable container for Lyndsy’ JD. “I don’t really drink this too often” she said, “but it’s just nice to know that JD is around if I need him or if I should get into trouble. You know, the blame it on JD kind of excuse. But then again, now with you here, I could just point at you and say, ‘she made me do it!’” She smiled at me, but I immediately replied, ”Go ahead, but I might point back” We both giggled as she tried to not spill a drop as she poured.
It was dinnertime and we were all gathered again. Lyndsy and I sat next to each other. So it was really difficult to stay focused on the conversations, because every time something was said, that could mean a lot of other things, she kicked me, but I kicked back. At one point Ms. Kane was looking at us with a quite serious expression on her face, so we both put on our innocent look and tried to control our self. It definitely wasn’t easy! It was so hard not to bust a gut laughing out loud!
Somehow we managed to get through the dinner. In the kitchen Kevin, Lyndsy and I had to do the dishes.
“Kevin did you ever get spanked with this??” Lyndsy showed him a wooden spoon as she smacked it into her palm. ”I have broken plenty of wooden spoons my dear! Does that answer your question?”…..”What is the worst thing you have been spanked with?” She said as she pulled out a wooden spatula. At that moment Ms. Kane came to the kitchen, so we all smartened up our work and kept quiet. ”What were you three talking about??”…..”Lyndsy was just interested to hear about my experiences….with…..ahh….cooking. Yeah. That’s what it was.” Kevin replied.
I started to cough to prevent laughing out loud. ”Yes and it turns out he advised us he is a master with wooden mixing spoons” Lyndsy followed up. I kept coughing because I was ready to lose it. Ms. Kane looked at me, “Amy, do you need a hand?”…. ”Oh oh. The offering of the hand is the first warning” Kevin said, and he had to laugh now. He knew that he just crossed a line with that sentence, yet he didn’t seem scared, and even more expectant. “Go to my office right now! I’ve had it with you young man. I have asked you to be a role model to the new residents, and this is not the way! Off you go!!”
She looked at us. “You two are going to finish up in here, and then it’s straight to bed!”….”Yes ma’am”
She went to her office where Kevin was waiting.
Lyndsy and I just looked at each other and started to giggle. “I don’t know about you Lyndsy, but somehow I’m not sure that this place will get the best out of us”….”What do you mean, maybe this is the best part of us finally being able to be expressed??!!”
We finished up and went to our room. Once again you could hear the sound of a severe spanking downstairs. ”How does he do it? It almost sounds as if he is laughing sometimes. Do you think it’s for real?”….”Well, why don’t you go downstairs and take a peek Amy?”….”Yeah right!! On the other hand it might be wise to receive a spanking after Kevin, because I’m sure she must be tired!”….”I dare you!” Lyndsy said encouragingly. “Ahhh, I don’t know. I don’t want to get caught being curious.”
The spanking sound seemed to have stopped. We both listened quietly for a minute. Lyndsy says, “I wonder if he’s dead, or just broken?” and her eyes got big with a huge smirk on her face. “You better not go spy now, you would be caught for sure!!!” We both laughed at each other but also knew there was a sense of uncertainty in our future.
Shortly after, there was a knock on our door. Our eyes got big, and we got serious, and both had a look of worry. We both replied, “Yes??”
Kevin came into our room. “I am here to apologize to the two of you for encouraging bratty behavior. I must also warn you that it won’t pay off to be bratty here. There is very little fun bratty, but very much irritating bratty to Ms. Kane. So, even though she told me to tell you that, I would suggest personally that you brat carefully!!” He winked at us as he turned to leave. As he got to the door he looked back and said, ”Oh yeah and I just broke another implement of hers. Chaching! One less to worry about!!” We all giggled, but underneath there was a lot more concern as to how much to expose our brattiness.
The next day Lyndsy and I tried to behave ourselves, and we succeeded for the most part, but it was mostly due to the fact we weren’t together most of time. That night we had a lot to talk about. ”So who do you think will get the first spanking, you or me??”, Lyndsy asked. ”Well if she finds your JD you most definitely will”….”Nah, won’t happen. Not something she would concern herself over. Maybe she will never feel the need to spank us. I mean, we’re bratty, but we’re ‘cute’ about it. We’re not rude or ignorant.” I quickly answered, “Umm, yeah, but it’s still bratting, and I think she is keeping track and just waiting for the right moment.”
Lori knocked and came into our room. ”So are you excited about tomorrow??” she said in a real uppity tone. ”Tomorrow??” I questioned. ”Yes. You know, the weekly session?”…..”The weekly what??” I asked further. ”Oh, ah, I guess she hasn’t told you about that…oops. Oh well, good luck anyways. Sweet dreams you two.” And then she was gone. We looked at each other. Lyndsy says, ”I didn’t like the sound of that. Wonder what that’s all about. What ever. You moved in before me, so I guess you will be the first to find out!! Oh, and even better, you can just tell her tomorrow that the two of us have a mutual agreement that you will take any of my necessary disciplinary actions as well!!” She laughed. “Lyndsy, I am not taking yours, but I will be here to be fully supportive when you come crawling up the stairs” We again smiled at each other, but our concern was intense. Neither of us got that much sleep that night.
Now it was Sunday. During breakfast, Ms. Kane told me that she wanted to see me in her office right after I was through with eating and cleaning up. Lyndsy kicked me and chuckled in an undertone, ”I won!”…..”And Lyndsy, as soon as Amy and I are done, you will immediately see me next!”…..I kicked Lyndsy back and whispered with my hand hiding my mouth, “Remember to breathe during the spank!”……”Ahh, she will be too tired to spank me after she is done with you missy” she whispered back. I couldn’t hold a giggle in no matter how hard I tried, which earned me a very strict look from Ms. Kane. I had to look down because I was so ready to burst out with more than a giggle out of nervousness.
So here I was, in her office again. I was really anxious this time. I could feel how I blushed, and my heart was beating faster. She came in and sat down on the other side of the desk. I tried to look anywhere but.
“So Amy, how are you?”….”Umm, I’m fine” I choked out. ”Good. Well I haven’t told you about this yet, but I request a weekly session with each of my residents. The biggest reason I haven’t said anything is because I wanted to observe you as who you are, how you react, or act on your own. If you knew that you were going to see me today, you would have behaved very differently. This session is used to give you a clean sheet to start a new week. You might not think I’ve been watching you, but really, you are not that hard to read.” She gave me a smile. ”Like now, I can see that you are nervous, but your eyes also carry a sparkle of excitement.”….I looked down….”Don’t be embarrassed about that, I don’t mind. You and Lyndsy have a quite good connection going on. In fact, I’m not sure it was such a good idea to place the two of you in the same room. It might not be to your best benefit.”….”I’m glad you did, because I like her. A lot.” I immediately jumped in. ”Yes I realize that, but you two are risking a lot by egging each other on. I do have limits, and I only tolerate those comments from anyone for a certain amount of time”…..”We… Well… I will try to behave?”…..”Only try??”…..And again, darn it, my nervousness made it so that I couldn’t help smiling…..”Amy I want you to tell me, so that you realize what just went through your head and what made you smile!”….”Umm…..I think…..I guess….” Ms. Kane cut in, ”No, no, no. You don’t guess. You tell the truth!!”…..”Okay. I was just telling myself that I am going to sit here again next Sunday either way, so why behave all the time?”….”Hmm, well that’s up to you. But, there is a big difference between getting a hand spanking and a spanking with, let’s say the belt! I think you should consider yourself lucky that you haven’t been here a whole week yet, so today you will only receive a 5 minute hand spanking.” 5 minutes? That didn’t sound that bad. But then again, what did I know. It had been ages since my last spanking.
Ms. Kane stood up and went over to a nearby couch. She sat down, looked at me, and slapped two times on her thigh, indicating without words, that I should get over her lap now. Again I couldn’t help smiling, and looking at her, my eyebrows raised with that “are you serious” look. ”Amy, I will add 1 minute to your spanking every time you smile at me like that. Get over here, now.” I went over to her and got over her lap. I closed my eyes and waited.
“Amy, take this, and keep an eye on it” as she handed me an hourglass. “When the 5 minutes are done, you let me know” SMACK…”Yeow!” I said to myself inwardly. ”Go ahead turn it around. Let’s not waste any time.” Then the spanking started. No wonder I couldn’t remember how it felt to be spanked, because I was never spanked like this!! I was so surprised that she had so much power behind her swing, because to be honest, she didn’t look that scary, or strong, or like anyone who could spank with that kind of force. I managed to keep myself under control, but that was only because I still wore pants. After a minute or so, she ordered me to pull my pants down. I did, and I controlled every muscle in my face to avoid smiling. Good thing my face was out of her view!! ”You must realize, your bottom will be very red when I’m done with you.” The spanking started again. I knew Lyndsy could hear this, and again I had to fight the urge to smile! I glanced at the hourglass, and it was only half empty. By now I couldn’t stay still, and I had problems breathing. ”Amy, relax. I know it hurts, but a punishment is supposed to hurt.” Smack, Smack, Smack. And as she smacked she talked. “Your probation time is over now Amy, so if you misbehave during the week, like you have seen Lori and Kevin do, there will be an immediate consequence, do you understand?”….”Yes ma’am”…..Smack, Smack, Smack….I stared at the hourglass as if I could make it run faster by looking at it, but it only seemed to run slower. I reached over, but it didn’t help to shake it gently, and besides that Ms. Kane spanked me harder when she noticed I tried to manipulate the hourglass. I whispered “5 minutes” as soon the time had run out, and let out a sigh. I had to close my eyes again, and try to focus and redirect the pain away from my bottom. I tried to sing a song in my head, but I couldn’t remember the lyrics, and I didn’t dare to sing out loud.
Ms. Kane was so kind and asked me to sit next to her for a moment. At least I wasn’t smiling now. ”Amy, I don’t mind that the little child inside of you needs to come out once in a while, but if you want to act like a child, I also have to treat you like one. So when you cross the line, you will end up over my lap, Okay?”….”Yes ma’am”…..”Good girl. Now go upstairs, and send the other “child” to me!”
When I walked in the room, Lyndsy looked very curiously at me. ”That took some time!”….”Yeah”……”And how was it?? What happened?? How did she do it??”……”Well I think you will find out yourself soon enough.”…..”Come on! Tell me, please! Was it bad? I need to know what to expect? How to react.”…..”Ahh, let’s just say, I will be thinking of you. Oh, and by the way, you better hurry downstairs. I wouldn’t make her wait.”
I was lying on my bed, trying to ignore the burning of my bottom as I was listening to the smacking downstairs. Once again I admired Lori and Kevin, because what I received, was ‘just’ a hand spanking.
;) Annika aka Amy and co-author Lyndsy
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An excellent story. I would have loved to have traded places with Amy. Well one can hope someday
rottenbrat101
I agree, love this story, can’t wait until more parts are up, and I would love to be Amy haha
Yet another marvellous story from Annika (and her co-author this time). We are really lucky to have such talented writers and you yourself, Mistress Kane, for bringing them to us.
A quite amazing story – many thanks to everyone concerned!
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Superb story – really enjoyable. Is this to be continued with the further experiences of Amy? I do hope so.
UKL
This is a fun story and has potential to be a great series. I hope that is the intention.
I enjoyed the fact that Ms. Kane has coeds in her reformatory, as F/FM spanking is one of my favorite scenarios.
Thanks for a great story, I hope to read more about The Reformatory soon.
Jeffotk
Really great story…
Just a question though- Is your blog going to continue being post after post of other peoples work? I like to visit your blog to hear what *you* have to say mostly. But there’s never a lot of that. It’s really great that you showcase everyone else’s writing talents so fervently, but can we hear more from you?
Maybe I’m the only one that likes to visit a blog in hopes of reading what the blog owner has to say, but if that’s not the direction you want your blog going then hey!
Signed,
Curious reader
Everyone,
I’m glad that you’re enjoying The Reformatory as much as I, and I’m sure that Annika and Lyndsy appreciate your comments and support. The Reformatory is a long story, so you’ll be seeing much more of it in coming months.
Curious reader,
Yes. My blog is going to continue to be post after post of other people’s work.
As I work 60+hours a week, have a family and pets and home and other obligations, I do not have the time, energy, or inclination to post multiple times weekly with *my* words. The blog would become a once-weekly at best effort.
As a courtesy to other spanking enthusiasts, I encourage them to send me their creative spanking writings and many of them are kind enough to share them here with others. I cannot imagine how this could be a bad thing.
There are many dozens of spanking blogs available for your enjoyment, and each of them is different and unique to it’s owner. This is mine. This is what I do, and there are many readers who thoroughly enjoy the opportunity to read current, original content from other spankos.
Thank you for commenting.
My best,
Dana
I agree!!! How many of the other blogs put as much real live content as you do? I would say a video goes a hundred times more informative of what you have to say!! And, you do say a lot in them!!! haha Many of us are on this blog and following it because of your style!!! You go girl!!!