2011

I guess it really depends on whether you need to wear them or just like to wear them. For a lot of us its just easier than dealing with wet pants or a soaked bed. 

Chapter 8: Jessica had been a bit disappointed not to see more of her friend Mary. Part of the problem was that the secondary school did grades went by slightly different birth dates. So Mary, 15 was in the grade immediately behind Jessica. Now it was not usually ‘cool’ for a fifth former, as Jessica now was, to be very friendly to a fourth former, like Mary. But when Mary wanted to talk to Jessica, she was very happy. Mary was not worried about herself. She was doing well at school as was her friend Angela. However Angela had a little sister called Melissa. Melissa was very worried about her friend Abigail. Abigail was always very sad and Melissa wondered why. There were two problems. One was that Abigail’s Daddy had indeed been very naughty. He had taken money from his office and was now in jail. Melissa had always stood up for Abigail and not many girls in her class were nasty to Abigail.  Although there were also boys in the junior school the girls tended to play separately. So although Abigail knew of the nasty things those boys said she could ignore them. Abigail’s real problem was at home. Now, to pay the mortgage Abigail’s Mummy had to work for a lot of hours. She had two jobs and did not usually get home until after eight in the evening. Abigail’s brother Ulysses was supposed to look after Abigail. Abigail’s brother was a nasty bully. He not only spanked her but also pulled her hair. He found out that it REALLY hurt when he hit her on her hand. So he did that a lot. In those days it was pretty usual for girls to do more than their fair share of the housework. Abigail had learned to iron. She did not think it was entirely fair that she had to iron her big brother’s trousers. There was one other thing. Abigail absolutely HATED nasty and rude words. Ulysses used these a lot in front of her, especially after he found out how much they upset her. However what Abigail REALLY hated was that not only did she have to tidy her own room, most kids hate that and still do it. She also had to tidy Ulysses’ room.  If she put something somewhere he did not like she would get hit. Jessica talked to Mary. Mary was the only daughter of a widow, so she, like Jessica had no experience of brothers. However Mary agreed that boys should do their fair share. She even agreed that if a boy did not do his fair share for a few years maybe he should do ALL the housework. Jessica invited Mary to meet her father. Mary was astonished, but pleased, to see how Jessica’s Daddy did all she told him to. He looked silly. Mary did not really quite believe that Jessica could spank her father when he was disobedient. Jessica then talked to Angela. She sounded her out. Angela too was invited to visit Ollie. This visit was even more interesting. Jessica had heard her daddy say a rude word. So after giving the girls tea he had to go upstairs and get the waterproof apron, the carbolic soap and the washcloth. He curtsied and said: “Miss Jessica, will you please wash my mouth out with soap because I used a rude word.” He then knelt in front of his 16-year-old daughter with her 15 and 14-year-old friends watching. Then they made some plans. The boys’ school was near the girls’ school. Lots of times they used the same London busses. Usually girls were very careful about talking to boys. One day they just missed a bus. Mary agreed to have a coke in the nearby café with Ulysses. The next day they went into the café and took the later bus. As it happened Angela had made sure she was near Abigail’s home so that the girl was not left on her own. Ulysses was only slightly grateful. Mary told Ulysses that she did want to see the movie ‘Psycho’. She thought it would be easier if she were with someone who was clearly over 16. Ulysses suggested going at 10pm. Mary explained: “I do not think my mother would like that. You know it is on in the afternoon, there is a showing just after school” Ulysses was about to say yes but then he remembered his responsibility: “The trouble is that I'm on brat sitting duty. ” Mary had an answer: “Well my friend Angela could look after Abigail, she already keeps an eye on Melissa.” Ulysses had mixed feelings but he agreed. Abigail was glad to have anyone other than her brother in charge of her. Abigail was a bit worried when Angela took her to Melissa’s house. Angela explained: “I know that your brother makes you do the housework. I have arranged for someone to do that for you.” As it happened Ollie’s work as a ‘file girl’ finished about the same time as school. Jessica had told him to carry a bag with his dress and petticoat in it. She then supervised him as he did all the housework that poor little Abigail usually did. Ulysses then saw Mary two or three times a week. He knew that Angela had arranged for his sister’s chores to be done. He thought life was wonderful. He got to have fun, know his sister was being kept in line and also have the chores done. Abigail had a LOT of fun. Her father had been old fashioned. Her mother was short of money. She literally did not own any trousers. Melissa usually wore trousers except at school She loaned some to her friend. Angela kept a close eye on her sister and her little friend. Still Abigail got to climb trees and have lots of fun in the garden. The girls also played cowboys and Indians. Abigail did bring her dolls and Melissa played a bit with those. However Melissa thought she was a bit old for dolls. Mary was very careful. She did not like Ulysses kissing her. Actually later she would decide that she did not like boys at all in that way. However she did manage the right balance of resistance and acquiescence. After about 4 weeks the moment came. Ulysses’ first idea was that they go into some local woods, to ‘go all the way’. Mary said that her mother would be out at work until after seven and it would be fun to have a proper big bed. Mary was lying on her mother’s bed. Ulysses was looking forward to what would be his first time. He was buck-naked. Just as he was about to do the deed he heard a yell: “STOP!” It was Jessica. “You know that this young lady is 15. you were going to have sex with her. You could go to borstal.” A borstal was like a jail for older teenagers. Ulysses was embarrassed. “I err, I think you misunderstood. Anyway I’m going.” He turned around and reached for his trousers. He saw a third girl, it was Sophie. Jessica pulled open the window and Sophie threw his pants out. Sophie was quite skilled at sports. She managed to land the boy’s clothes in the small pond in the back garden. Mary’s preparation had included locking every pair of trousers she or her mother owned into a case and hiding it. “I think someone needs to cool down.” Ulysses went to the bathroom and submitted to a cold shower.  Jessica, Mary and Sophie watched. “Now, I think we can make sure this does not happen again.” Remarked Jessica as the naked boy came out of the shower. She pushed a big bag of ice to an especially delicate area. He yelped. Then in seconds Jessica wrestled him. He was on his back. Jessica held has hand very firmly above his head. Sophie sat on his knees. It was Mary who fitted and locked the device. “Oh, by the way the keys are at Jessica’s house – in a safe.”The delinquent spent an hour naked, except for a chastity device, which was in clear plastic. He knew it would hurt a lot if he got an erection . He also got his first experience of sitting down to pee. Mary kept the door open so that people could watch this humiliation. Then Jessica explained: “Only women live at this house. You can go home naked or you can ask if Mary would lend you one of her uniforms.” Now the clocks had just gone back for the autumn. That meant that it was dark by five. Ulysses decided he would be less conspicuous wearing his would be conquest’s uniform, including the than naked. Jessica had brought a tape recorder. In those days they were real to real. She recorded Ulysses asking: “Mary I would be very grateful if you could let me borrow one of your uniforms. I would like to wear it.” Photographs were also taken. They included one of him in a bra (padded with old stockings, and school knickers and a six more of him in the uniform.) Ulysses’ punishment had not, however been finished. Not by a long way. Chapter 9: Ulysses had planned to run home as fast as possible, to give as few other people as possible a chance of looking at him in the twilight, in Mary’s spare uniform. However Sophie took his left hand and Jessica his right one. He was walked very slowly in the half light a half a mile to his home. All was dark inside. He hoped that nobody would see him as he was DRESSED. Because Mary was smaller than he was her uniform did not fit ideally. It was very hard for him to avoid showing off his knickers. Jessica had taken his keys from his trouser pocket. She opened the door. Just after he got in he heard steps from behind. Not only was Abigail coming up the path but so were Melissa and  Angela. There was a discussion. Ulysses was sat in the middle of the sofa, Jessica and Sophie sat on either side of him, keeping a firm grip on his hands. He could not get up and therefore could not get out of the uniform. “Did you hit Abigail on the hand?” “Yes.” “Did you make Abigail tidy YOUR room?” “Yes I did.” “Did you make Abigail iron YOUR clothes?” “I am sorry I did that.” “Did you pinch her and pull her hair?.” “I did.” “Did you punch her in the face?” “Err I suppose so.” “Did you use nasty words in front of Abigail.” “I err- it depends on what you mean.” This conversation was  being recorded in two ways. A new real had been put on the tape recorder and his confessions were being saved. In addition Mary was typing a statement. He duly signed a confession, which also included trying to have sexual intercourse with Mary. This had been typed before the discussion; they did not want to go into details in front of little Abigail and Melissa. “Do you deserve to be punished?” “I suppose so.” “Do you want to go to borstal or jail or would you rather we handled it?” “It would make mother very unhappy if I got a criminal record.” Jessica then asked: “Do you have any money?” “I have a bit, maybe I could give some to Abigail.” Jessica thought a bit: “Yes I do think that your little sister is owed some back pay, however we need to get what we need to punish you. Please go and get the heaviest hairbrush you can.” Jessica followed Ulysses to his room. He started undressing.” “No, don’t get out of the uniform, just get the money.” He obeyed. He then went half a mile to a shop he hoped he was not known at. He bought the hairbrush. He tried to sound girlish. Jessica and Sophie had followed and listened as he bought the spanking implement. As instructed, when he came back he said: “I have been very naughty, would you please spank me.” Jessica was not satisfied. “I told you to curtsey when you asked.” It took six attempts. All of them really showed off the green knickers under the dress he was wearing. Now on quite a number of occasions Ulysses had been hit with a bamboo cane. Three times he had ‘six of the best’ but it was usually only one or two. He did not like the idea of the humiliation of all those girls watching him being hit but he guessed it could not hurt all that much. However there was another factor. When the young man was caned at school it was always thought is trousers and underpants. He lay across Jessica’s knees. She sat at one end of the sofa.  They did not want him struggling so that Sophie held his right hand and Mary his left one. His legs went over the side. Jessica flipped up the skirt of Ulysses’ dress. At her request Abigail used nappy pins to make sure that the dress stayed out of the way. Then Jessica pulled his knickers down to his knees. The first half a dozen blows with Jessica’s hairbrush did not hurt any more than a couple of hit with the cane. Six more blows followed. These were heavier. It took Jessica a couple of minutes to get into her stride. It took seven minutes for the schoolboy to reach the point of crying. The spanking went on for nearly twenty minutes. By the end he cried like a baby and kicked his legs helplessly in frustration. Jessica cooked a meal ready for Ulysses his sister and his mother. He stood in a corner with his knickers still down and his dress still up. Jessica then explained what was going to happen in the future. “From now on you will get into a dress as soon as you get home. You will do all the housework including tidying Abigail’s room and washing and ironing her clothes. Mary, Sophie, Angela or I will be there just to make sure you do what you are told. “You will also wear school girl knickers under your school clothes except when you have to do games. Oh and the chastity device stays there until you are due to do games.” Mary had one more suggestion: “Ulysses sounds like a hero. I think from now on we should change his name- I think that ‘SISSY’ sounds about right.” There was one more punishment he had to comply with. Ulysses would have to go the pharmacy that he had been instructed to go to on Monday. There was a long line. He figures that he ought to get a receipt from the place. There was a girl he did not know looking around, and listening. The schoolboy asked for and was given a bar of soap. As he left the pharmacy he saw Jessica. “Did he do what he was told?” The girl he never saw simply said: “He just asked for a cake of soap.” Jessica addressed him: “Sissy, you were told to ask for carbolic soap, and tell the lady behind the counted what it was for.” The boy again went to the back of the line. Jessica, Mary and Sophie stood just behind. After lining up for fifteen minutes he said “Please Miss, I got the wrong soap. I need carbolic soap. My mouth needs to be washed out because I used REALLY bad words.” The lady smiled: “Of course young man.” Jessica added: “I think he needs a flannel and a waterproof apron.” He completed the purchases. This punishment was carried out in a different way. This time he curtsied to his little sister and her little friend and asked each of them to wash his mouth out with soap. As it happened Abigail and Melissa’s smaller hands made them even more effective at the mouth soaping than older girls.

what a fun story concept! 

I recently took a break from active untraining for a couple months. I still wore nearly 24/7, like I have for the last four years, but I used the potty for #2. This weekend, I decided that I would hit it full force. A Full 24/7 no potty, untraining push.  I'm on day four, and my bladder is spasm-ing especially when I'm in bed at night. Last night I was peeing every 5 minutes, and that's without loading up on water. I've also noticed my voids are much smaller than before, and that I'm getting the urge to go constantly along with the spasms.  I've also felt a few random spurts into my diaper, which is awesome. Those don't have very often, and I still have control, but holding is much more difficult, but it's also sometimes hard to let it go too...I know that's weird.    Does anyone know what all of this means?     

Chapter 6: Jessica and Jane had arrived back in London rather late. Aunt Jane telephoned Ann from a call box. Then Jane talked to Jessica. “Your mother is preparing a VERY special birthday surprise. It may not be quite ready until about nine o’clock tomorrow morning. Would you like to stay at my flat tonight.” So the next morning Jessica came into her home. A breakfast with all her favorite things had been prepared. Mummy ate with her. Then her Mummy explained: “You know that I work and your Daddy did some work. We think that it is fair that boys do housework as well as girls. When you were a LITTLE girl Daddy did not do any of his share. “Your daddy was also VERY naughty in some other ways. One night your Aunt Jane found your Daddy being VERY unkind to Molly. Now what your daddy did was so naughty he might have gone to jail. I could have divorced him but I did not want to cause you upset. “So we punished him in other ways. That is why he now does ALL the housework. He had said it was ‘girl’s work’. He was also VERY immature. So whilst at home we treat him like a girl, a naughty girl. When you have been away he has worn clothes like a little girl and when he has been naughty he has been spanked by your Aunt Jane and I. “Now last week Daddy thought he could just do what he liked. Aunt Jane told the office what your Daddy had done. He was sacked. I told him he could not come home unless he promised to do what he was told. “Now in lots of ways you are a lady now instead of a little girl. Your Daddy does need people to tell him what to do. He does need to be punished for refusing to tidy your room and being rude to you.” There was a pause. Ann called her husband. Then Jessica saw her Daddy as he had been whilst she was away from school. He wore a rather short childish dress. A petticoat peeped out from underneath. He also wore black sandals and pink ankle socks. Oliver Hill curtsied to his daughter and said: “I was VERY naughty. I would like you to spank me as hard as you can.” Jessica thought for a few seconds. “Mummy, you know that there are some girls from my old school coming to my party this afternoon. I think it would be better for me to spank Daddy then. I think he would remember it more and not be naughty so much.” Aunt Jane, who was just about to go to work, had an even better idea. “Why don’t you give your spanking now and ANOTHER one this afternoon?” Ollie went upstairs. He brought down a large armless chair, which Ann had called – ‘the spanking chair’. He then went up again and brought down a heavy hairbrush. The 33 year old business man placed himself across the lap of his 13 year old daughter. Jessica had been getting quite big and tall and her father was never an especially  big man. This scene, therefore, looked odd rather than impossible and absurd. Jessica hit her father twice hard on his dress covered bottom. Then her Mummy told Jessica something: “We usually find it works best to take the dress up and pull Daddy’s panties down.” Jessica slowly took her mother’s advice. Then she hit her father VERY hard. Oliver had dreaded the humiliation of having his young daughter being able to treat him in this way. He had kind of consoled himself with the thought that Jessica would not be as strong as Jane or indeed as his wife. What he did not know was that Jessica had played tennis at school. Her arms were now VERY strong. Within a minute he was bawling and kicking  his legs. Jessica carried on the spanking for ten minutes. In the afternoon Ollie acted as kind of a waitress for Jessica and six of her friends. He had prepared the food that the girls asked for. He cleared away the dishes and washed them. He repeatedly heard comments like: “What a cute dress…” “I had a dress just like that, when I was four…” “A polite young lady does not show everyone her panties…” At 5pm the door bell rang. Molly, Ollie’s former secretary arrived. Soon Aunt Jane also arrived. Mrs Bloom from next door was there too. Her children were now two and a half. She let Bobby play in the back garden. He would be quite safe. However Nancy sat on her mother’s knees. Ollie did what he promised “All last week I was VERY naughty. I did not do what I was told. I used VERY nasty words. I know that you spanked me this morning but please will you spank me again, Miss Jessica.” Nine pairs of female eyes watched whilst Jessica slowly and ceremoniously prepared her father for his spanking. His dress was pinned out of the way as was his petticoat. His panties came to around his knees. The same ladies watched an listened as the spanking went on. The room was full of the noise of a bad boy bawling and of lots of young teenagers giggling. Stephanie, one of Jessica’s friends asked: “Can I have a go?” So Ollie had to submit to five more spankings. Marta, originally from America, had another idea. “I have a better idea than a spanking. My aunt used to wash my mouth out with soap when I said a bad word or lied.” Marta had to run to the shop but she was able to buy a wash cloth, carbolic soap and a waterproof apron. Ollie had to kneel down in front of the young American and open his mouth. She scrubbed his mouth VERY thoroughly. Unfortunately by then the guests had to go home. Just before being put to bed, in the spare bedroom, Ollie had to endure another mouth soaping, this time from Jessica. Ollie also had to write letters to each of Jessica’s old friends thanking them for the spankings and one to Marta thanking her for telling people about mouth soaping: “I am sure that mouth soaping will make it much easier for me to only use nice and true words from now on.” There were some more changes. They legally changed Jessica’s name to Porter, after her mother. Ollie’s last name was also changed. They moved house to a bigger place which was jointly owned by Ann and Jane who now lived with them. Ollie, under his new name, did get to go back to work for the family company. His new job had always been known as – ‘The file girl’ Until then this task had been usually given to a 15 year old, just out of school who had not been good at typing or shorthand. It was the most junior and low paid. All the women working there knew of Ollie’s history. At that time he did not wear frocks at work, though his trousers were not typical of those worn by businessmen. Every morning Molly checked to make sure he was wearing the appropriate underwear  including childish panties, a training bra and a chastity device. Chapter 7: Jessica did indeed find that she liked her new school. She was both clever with her hands and her brains. She did not want to learn “Domestic Science” but did want to learn wood and metal work and design. The teachers often encouraged girls to think for themselves and ask questions. Several of the teachers were elderly and had memories of the movement to give women the vote in Britain. Jessica did make friends at her new school. She decided not to invite them to her home. She did not want to tell other girls all the details of her father’s new role. Despite the unusual nature of her parent’s relationship Jessica was in lots of ways a normal teenage girl with normal attitudes and feelings. One Monday she desperately needed to go to the nearest pharmacy, for very feminine reasons. This particular place was very old fashioned. There was no idea of getting what you wanted to buy. What happened was that you had to line up and ask for what you needed. The pharmacy was crowded; lots of people got their prescriptions filled on a Monday afternoon. Jessica tried whispering: “I need some S.T.s” Lots of people used the initials rather than the full word “sanitary towels” or sanitary napkins. She had to repeat what she wanted: “Are they for you dear, or  for your mother?”Jessica wanted to avoid a repeat performance of this experience. Then she had an idea.   Jessica REALLY did not want to risk running out. So the next Monday she popped over to her father’s work, just at the end of lunch. She told him what to buy. Except when he was getting shopping Ollie did not carry a bag. Jessica took a string bag with her. This bag was very useful because it could be quite small in a pocket or handbag but could carry quite a lot. It had, from Jessica’s point of view, one the great virtue of showing off the contents. Jessica’s best friend was a girl in her class called Sophie. She happened to be at the pharmacy to get some aspirin for her mother. The next day at break she told several girls, including Jessica about her experience. “It was amazing. There was this bloke. He asked for sanitary towels. He then carried them with him in a string bag. Would you ever carry that stuff in a bag like that?” Jessica smiled. She told her Aunt Jane and her mother what she had done.  She also had a brief chat to Mollie and to their neighbor Mrs Bloom. For the next three years nearly every Monday Ollie had to line up in the pharmacy and ask for sanitary protection. A few times he was sent back because he had got regular sanitary napkins when night ones were needed or the other way around. Jessica did well at school. Of course she had no chores to do, not even tidying her room or ironing her own clothes. A couple of timed Ollie had burnt her school uniform when ironing. On each such occasion Ollie knew what to do. He curtsied: “Miss Jessica, I am very sorry I have been very naughty would you please spank me.” Usually Jessica managed to make sure that her mother, her aunt or her neighbor was on hand to watch the spanking. Jessica did quite a lot of sport and exercises. Each spanking from his daughter seemed to hurt Ollie even more than the last one. A few times Jessica found that her father had said things that were not 100% true or used naughty words. Jessica had got quite skilled at mouth-soaping. Every half term and every holiday from her old school Jessica invited her friends from there. Ollie spent a lot of time waiting hand and foot on a group of giggling, rather privileged young ladies. At Jessica’s suggestion her friends usually wore trousers for these occasions. Jessica was really uncomfortable about keeping this big secret from her current school friends, especially from Sophie. On the other hand she feared she would be teased and wondered what would happen if she found out. At the half term holidays girls were expected to do work on a project. The summer before she was 16 Jessica left at school a file with all the material for her project. Sophie saw this. She was very worried that her friend’s school work might suffer. She asked her teacher what they could do. The teacher gave Sophie the file and the address. Sophie took the bus and went to her friend’s front door. Actually she was quite curious about what kind of a home her clever, kind friend had. Sophie knocked very hard. At the time Jessica was reading a book and Ollie was busy with a huge pile of dishes to wash. Jessica did not want to answer the door to unexpected visitors. Ollie was shocked and scared. He always hated it when new people found out about his dress and treatment at home. He dropped a vase. Jessica heard the sound of the glass breaking. Sophie decided to look at the side of the house to see if she could find her friend. The kitchen window was open. So Sophie heard Jessica yell “Ollie, that was Aunt Jane’s favorite vase. I am sure  she’ll give you a very hard spanking, but right now you can clean up the mess.” Then Sophie saw through window. There were no drapes. Jessica saw her friend. Jessica went to the back door and let her friend in. “Who is this?” Sophie asked, she was not 100% sure of the gender of person in a childish dress, with a petticoat peeping underneath. Jessica decided quickly the best way of using this situation. She looked at her father “This is Sophie, my best friend from school. I think you should tell Sophie who you are and why you wash the dishes and wear what you do.” Ollie was confused. “Er erm…” Jessica talked to him again: “Are you not going to curtsey to our guest?” Ollie did a curtsey. Sophie was surprised. She had learned about curtseying when she was 8. But she had not used that skill since she was 9. “I am Jessica’s daddy. My name is Ollie. I used to be an ordinary man but I was VERY naughty. I need to be punished. I thought doing housework was doing girl’s work so I wear dresses like a little girl. “When I am naughty my sister Jane, Jessica’s Mummy spank me.” Jessica twisted the knife a little more: “And who else spanks Ollie when he is naughty.” He paused and then answered: “When I have been very naughty sometimes you do Miss Jessica, also any other lady who thinks I have been naughty can spank me.” Ollie curtsied and made tea for the two girls whilst they talked about their projects. Sophie asked: “Does your aunt really spank your daddy?” Jessica was surprised: “Of course she does. So do I. Now Ollie needs a spanking for breaking the vase. Would you like to watch when Aunt Jane does the spanking?” Sophie was both fascinated and amused. What especially pleased her was that this man, who was only a little less than average height an build curtsied and asked his sister: “I was a very naughty child. I broke your vase. Pretty please will you spank me very hard?” Sophie had been invited to dinner. She telephoned her mother who said it was okay for her to stay with her friend. Sophie noticed that the naughty man was not allowed to eat when he was naughty. Instead he stood in a corner, panties around his ankles and holding up his dress and petticoat. Over the next few weeks Jessica, very carefully, sounded out a few other friends from school. Ollie got to explain himself to six more teenaged girls. Jessica was also waiting for an opportunity of her father being naughty. It came. He has actually forgotten to get her sanitary napkins. He said he thought the shop shut early, which was a lie. Jessica, of course, always made sure she had more protection available than she needed at any one time. There was no danger of her running out. Her father did not know that. So the next afternoon Ollie had to go to the shop. This time Jessica had told her friends of the shopping arrangement. Sadly the shop was not as crowded as it would be on a Monday. However six teenaged girls had asked for various tablets and things. They then looked at things whilst a middle aged man purchased sanitary napkins. As always on these errands he carried the purchase in string bag which showed any passer by what he was carrying. They then stayed on the other side of the road, giggling, as Ollie walked home with the string bag containing Jessica’s order. About a quarter of a mile from home the girls started to run. They were all ready when Ollie rang the doorbell. He was NOT allowed a key to the front door. Ollie went upstairs and changed into his little girl dress and petticoat, As soon as he got down he curtsied and gave Jessica her change and her protection. Then six girls sat and watched. “You were supposed to get my special shopping yesterday, did you do it.” He shook his head. Jessica was not satisfied. “Answer properly.” He obeyed “Yes I did forget.” Jessica had more questions: “Was that naughty?” He answered, even though he knew her next question. “Yes it was naughty.” Jessica wanted to savor the moment: “Please go upstairs and get the special chair.” He obeyed. She continued: “Then go and get the heavy hairbrush, I think there is something you need to ask.” Ollie went upstairs and brought down heavy wooden hairbrush. Then he curtsied as he handed the hairbrush to the 15 year old. “I have been very naughty, would you please spank me.” Whap, whap WHAP!! Jessica gave her father an especially long especially heavy spanking. He thought his punishment was over after he had spent half an hour in the corner showing of his very red bottom. He was wrong: “Ollie, did you say the chemist shut early?” “I did.” “Was that true or a lie.” “It was a lie.” “What do you ask Miss Jessica after you tell lies.” “Please Miss Jessica, would you wash my mouth out with soap because I have been a naughty child and I have told lies.” This time Jessica not only allowed her friend to watch but also got them to take part in soaping the washcloth and scrubbing the inside of her father’s mouth. Jessica was still a bit cautious about who she told about her father. Still every girl who did know thought that Jessica Porter was the coolest girl in school. Lots of other girls thought the same thing even when not knowing the specific reason for her coolness.