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| A New Way of Life Mary Francen gemcollector2001 (at) yahoo (dot) com Category: 2000 Words
A new day had come, it was going to be hard on her, crawling out of her bed and getting dressed even though she didn't have the desire to do so, she hadn't slept good she was in pain and the last thing she wanted to do was move around, she did anyway. What would today bring she wondered as she opened the drapes and let the sun in and decided to open the windows as well. Setting the coffee pot up, she prepared her cup and started their breakfast, eggs, bacon and toast as well as some fresh strawberries. The moving yesterday had worn her out, but at least the house was back into some kind of order she thought to herself as she placed the bacon on the paper towels to allow the grease to settle off of it and keep it warm while she made up the scrambled eggs. Taking her in had been a big decision on her part, but it was needed the girl simply wasn't capable of keeping up that house by herself and Tanya had no desire to move into it. Granted James and Arnold had strongly recommended it to her, but they did leave it up to her knowing her fondness for keeping things neat and also her routines, while the two of them were fast friends, the moving in together while the guys where on tour could have the possibility of causing some strains on said friendship. But the guys came up with a plan for that as well; leave it to them to think of everything. Tanya chuckled to herself as she pictured the two of them sitting around drinking a beer talking about this before they left. Once breakfast was ready toast she called for Jan to hurry up that it would get cold. Tanya had given Jan the room upstairs so that she would have some privacy and also so that she could keep an eye on her from below, the proverbial I can see through the ceiling thing when someone is not doing what they should be doing. As Tanya poured her coffee and stirred it she hadn't heard Jan come down the stairs yet and became annoyed, she herself was tired and sore but she had gotten up and so would Jan. Walking to the bottom of the steps she called up them. Janice Rebecca Wilson if I have to come up these steps you will regret it! Now get your butt in gear! And walked back into the dinning room and sat down giving her watch a glance. She was glad that she had taken some time off this week as she massaged her stiff left arm and picked up her coffee and drank some of it. Deciding not to let her own food grow cold she started to eat her breakfast, if Jan wanted to eat cold eggs so be it, she would deal with the rest in a few minutes but first she would have a hot meal. Jan was never punctual in the mornings she hated them, and hearing Tanya call her down for breakfast just made her cringe and pull her blanket over her head. Ohh this was going to suck! Just who did Tanya think she was anyway… if I don't want to get up at the same time as her I don't have to… besides I don't eat breakfast at…? Peeking out from under her cocoon she looked at her alarm clock and noticed that it was only seven am! GODDDDDDDDDDDD is she NUTS! I still can get another thinking real fast she calculated that she could get at least another forty-five minutes sleep before being forced out of her nice comfy spot. Before Jan could even contemplate doing anything else, her blankets were yanked down and standing over her was Tanya fully dressed in a pair of jeans and a tank top… no work for her today Jan thought for a flash but verbalized HEY! Those are mine as she tried to grab the blankets back Jan liked to sleep in as little as possible at least on her lower half so last night it was only a pair of panties and one of his shirts. She had found out as a little girl that it allowed her more room to move around in the bed and she didn't get to hot under her masses of blankets that she liked to have piled on her bed. For some reason she found a comfort in the weightiness of them. Janice Rebecca Wilson! You are NOT going to lie up here all day… Now GET UP! With that Tanya grabbed a hold of the younger women's wrist and propelled her up out of the bed. Once she was standing in front of it Tanya sat down on it and pulled Jan over her lap, in a way that most of her body was supported by the bed but that her feet and legs could easily move and kick. This was her first spanking in Tanya's house and it would be a good one, Tanya mused to herself, and I thought my arms were finished with the workout they received yesterday as she pulled Jan's panties down and off dropping them on the bed next to her and raised the back of the women's shirt up and held onto her with her left arm and raised her right hand and brought it down square on her right cheek with a loud SMACK! Tanya knew how to spank and how be spanked and so did Jan the two of them had been getting spanked by their respective husbands since they had each met them. Jan was younger but she also had a lower pain threshold then Tanya and soon Tanya's spanks had her legs squirming and she was begging off from her spanking, but Tanya was having none of it. She kept up the spanking until Jan's bottom and thighs were a dark pink in color before standing her up. Get me your hairbrush Janice. Pointing towards the women's dresser with her right hand she gave each of her legs a hard SMACK to help keep her from arguing and send her on her way. Jan couldn't believe her ears, but the spanks on her legs told her she had in fact heard correctly. The hairbrush had been a gift from Arnold when they were married. It was beautiful he had it specially made for her out of Ebony wood and had the handle carved on the top side with her favorite flowers the rose and engraved on the bottom. "To the one I love always, even when she's naughty Arnold." Jan used that brush every day and Arnold used it many times during their marriage to warm her bottom up for her, whether it be a reminder to behave, or as a full out punishment. It was a needless point to argue that the brush had seen its fair share of action in their short married life thus far, Jan was young and spontaneous and this often led her into mischief. In almost a daze Jan retrieved it and returned to Tanya, many times she and Tanya were in the thick of trouble together when both Arnold and James would be standing over them in the living room of one of their houses lecturing them both, but now with the two of them off in that place…. Jan's mood darkened as she thrust the brush outwards towards Tanya. HERE! Arnold always said she got a bit sassy during the times he had to punish her; it wasn't until she was completely contrite that he knew she was sorry for whatever it was that she had done wrong. Tanya took the brush from her friend and pulled her back over her lap. Thank you Janice, I am sorry that on our first day living together I have to spank you, but you gave me no option, it was rude of you to ignore me this morning when I called you for breakfast, and sitting up here in your room isn't going to make you feel any better and nor will it bring the guys home any sooner! With her words spoken Tanya set to work on sending home the message to Jan she decided that since she wasn't Arnold she wasn't going to spank like him and started spanking on Jan's thighs first and worked her way up the legs and onto the bottom making sure to pay very close attention to her sit spots and inner cheeks spreading Jan's legs a bit further apart to allow her easier access to them with the brush. As she spanked Tanya noticed Jan's reactions at first she seemed to almost just grunt and bear it, and Tanya wasn't just playing patty cake here, then she could see and hear the difference as small moans and grunts escaped the young women's mouth and soon turned to ohhhh and ouch but then they were sobs as Tanya set her sit spots on fire with her own hairbrush. Jan couldn't believe it someone else spanked as hard as Arnold! She dug her nails into the blankets on her bed to stop herself from showing the emotions that were running throughout her body, anger, sadness, loneliness and of course pain. Tanya was doing an excellent job of spanking her Arnold would be proud as would James not that she was going to tell either one of them. But soon the raw emotions of the past few weeks came running to the surface and Jan was sobbing not only from the pain of the hair brushing but also from the separation of her husband and the worrying over his safety. She cried and felt like she would never be able to stop again. And because of her sobs hadn't even noticed that Tanya had put the brush down and was applying Arnold's requirement after every punishment spanking "naughty girl cream" to her bottom and legs. It wasn't until about twenty minutes later that Jan finally stopped crying and could feel her friend rubbing her bottom, not the gentle rubbing that Arnold would do after a reminder spanking, but the rubbing that he did after he applied the naughty girl cream. To help set it into her bottom and to help the spanking stick, he had told her when they were first married and she had whined about it so much to him, because it burned and made her bottom feel like it was on fire all over again. Jan would in fact feel the spanking Tanya had given her all morning if not all day, and when her friend stopped the rubbing and told her she could get up now and gave her a hug that's when she found out that Tanya did things a little differently then her husband did. What do you mean No panties!??? Tanya my bottoms so sore it's going to hurt like hell to have pants rubbing against it! Jan pouted at her friend as she got dressed in her bra and shirt. That's the point Janice, to remind you that you were spanked this morning before you even got dressed and had your breakfast. I don't want to keep having to give you a spanking every morning, so hopefully not being allowed any panties today will help you to remember what happened today and how much your bottom hurt because of it. Now finish getting dressed so that we can get the rest of your things put away and get the U-Haul returned please. Without another word Tanya stood up gave her friend one last hug and a pat on her bottom with her hairbrush and handed it back to her, and don't forget to brush your hair it's a wreck now. She smiled as she spoke and walked out of the room to email the guys what had happened as they instructed. |
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| Alex:
alexbirch (at) blueyonder (dot) co (dot) uk I thought the story had some interesting possibilities,and the spanking of Jan had some lip-smacking detail. My biggest problem with it was the grammar and I would strongly urge the writer, if he/she is not strong on grammar, to have their stories proof-read for, particularly, punctuation. One sentence, in particular, had 45 words, no commas or apostrophes, and four 'and's. There was some uncomfortable phrasing which made it read awkwardly at times, but a commendable effort. |
| CK:
CrimsnKid6 (at) aol (dot) com This is a pretty straightforward spanking story, although it seemed to *meander* a bit at points and probably could have been entered in the 1,000-word category with somewhat tighter editing. The spanking itself, while entertaining, struck me as a bit extreme as a punishment for merely not getting up immediately, especially after a long, weary day of moving in the day before. That leaves the possibility that the spanking was actually more for the purpose of establishing household dominance (Tanya over Jan) or as a release of tension for both women as their husbands were apparently (although it takes a bit of inductive reason to determine this exactly) on military duty in either Iraq or Afghanistan and therefore in danger of not returning to the wives. In either of those cases though, my personal feeling is that prolonging the punishment via the "naughty girl cream" was probably a touch extreme and unnecessary, I think that aloe cream (representing comfort and forgiveness) would've been a better choice to cement the new living arrangement. The ending (about reporting the situation to the husbands) seemed a bit abrupt, and on the technical side of things the punctuation here is a bit sparse, notably the failure to use quotation marks to indicate speech. |
| Kris:
worsci (at) webtv (dot) net The run on sentences make this a difficult read. The author has obviously put a great deal of effort into the details of the story in an attempt to share one of their heartfelt fantasies. Perhaps partnering with a stronger grammarian could work this into a competition level story. |
| Zad:
zadigskiz (at) yahoo (dot) com The story is great. The characters are very well thought out, and the situation seems very real. The grammar could use improvement. I liked the twist at the end when the brat is told to brush her hair with the brush that was just used on her bottom. |