The Bet (private for dontyouloveyourmommy)

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Janet at twenty two years old was snuggling up on the large sofa in the living room against her mom wearing a simple white top and pyjamas shorts despite the fact that it was nearing one pm. Her bedroom remained dirty and unmade but that never mattered at all her mother never told her off for it neither did her father. 

They weren't close by any means but in the last few months they had gotten closer then they ever had before because of the death of Harold, her father and her mother's husband but even then they still weren't really close.

Yet this was the first real time she had placed her head against her mother's shoulder and was properly snuggling up to her.  She didn't even do this as a child. She couldn't even emember ever hugging her mother nor could she remember her mother hugging her. They didn't have the greatest relationship and arguably never even had one to start with but since the death of Harold things seemed to be slowly getting better between them.

It was strange and very weird but secretly Janet enjoyed this. She enjoyed cuddling up against her mother but she felt scared and worried that her mother would simply reject her which was why she decided to stop and lifted her head up off her mother's shoulder but still she kept close to her.

Janet had long beautiful hair. Dark brown but it had multiple stripes of blood red and electric blue dyed in it making her look more like a punk reject ruining her natural colour in an attempt to look cool and a little more grown up.

It was hard for her.  She was below average height and had a hard time securing jobs because of how young she looked but had managed to secure a interview at a nightclub thanks to a guy she chilled out with. 

They weren't friends and he was more of a drug dealer then anything else but it was the only time when she went out and 'socialised' otherwise she mostly stayed inside.  

Recently whenever she did go out she would wear skimpy outfits that were tight against her to please him and his small group of drug addict friends in hopes to score some more weed.  

She didn't like dressing that way but she did enjoy the way he would compliment her at times but her interest was more towards women and more often than not she felt scared to be around him and his small group of friends. 

Janet sighed softly. They were watching a game show on TV. It was a re-run from last night that she had missed and presumably one that her mother had missed as well because they tended to watch the show together since finding out the other one liked it as well.

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Rachel was uses to getting her way in life, but had hit a standstill with her only child. When Janet was growing up, Rachel was a high powered CEO. She worked alongside her husband in their business and their daughter was given the best of everything. Private schools, piano lessons and the best nanny money could buy. Rachel loved her daughter, of course she did, but working so much had left her not realizing just how fast she was growing up. She missed birthdays and dance recitals, barely making it to her high school graduation, and didn't even show to her college one because of Harold's illness.

 

But now Harold was gone and Rachel no longer had the joy to keep up the company. She retired at all of 45, with enough money to give her and her daughter a very comfortable life. Still, her daughter had changed so drastically. She dressed like a punk, spent most of her days sleeping, her nights going out with who knows who. She once had such beautiful dark hair and had since put so many different colors in it. The more Rachel pushed for a change, the more she'd hear that Janet wasn't a child anymore. Maybe that was so...but Rachel was going to get her baby back. They'd been closer since Harold's death and she wanted to use it to her advantage.

 

When Janet moved her head off her shoulder, Rachel bit her lip. The more Janet went out dressed like a gothic punk, the quicker she'd lose her. As they watched the game show, two people competed for a ten thousand dollar prize. Rachel suddenly got an idea.

 

"Hey, you wanna possibly get a new dress for the party I'm throwing?" She asked.

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Janet looked at her mother curiously, "Sure? Why not!" she replied eagerly, "As long as I get to choose, okay? I'm not particularly fond of the style that you want me to wear," stated Janet bluntly, "no offense meant or anything." laughed Janet.

She tended to be blunt and honest and sometimes it caused trouble for her because she sometimes could come across as rude.  

Janet stretched her arms and legs yawning loudly. 

She didn't really need to work at all with the amount of money Rachel had but she desperately wanted her own money and her own independence but she wouldn't really want to give up the life she had now.  Her bedroom was so big and she got to do anything that she wanted pretty much.  It was silly or seemed silly to her that she tended not to do anything much besides when she went out and even then she came back home in the span of two hours.

Truthfully though it had started out from thirty minutes.  She would go out thirty minutes a night every Tuesday, Friday and Saturday but then it became a hour and then a hour and thirty minutes and now? It was two hours.  Kenny.  He was a big shot or at least around the neighborhood and she knew him from high-school.  She never did anything with him back then and had even avoided him but he always had a certain thing for her but now? Being back home from college they had re-connected and he was doing his best to slowly corrupt her and it was working. 

Then again she wasn't a good girl either and was a bit of rebel at college but she didn't do anything bad so she wasn't a 'bad girl' either.  Any acts of rebellion she had done in college or even high school was to get some form of attention from Rachel and Harold but nothing worked or nothing seemed to work.   Now it wasn't about seeking attention but finding some form of relief and weed was something that allowed her some relief.  It was comforting and freeing.  

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"Well...that's the thing," Rachel said. "I don't wan to get into an argument with you, but I really do not like your outfits. They're not becoming of a girl your age. I know you want to express yourself, but...it's just not good for a mother to see her child in such a way. So, I'll make you a little bet. If the woman wins this game, I'll shut up about the way you dress. You can wear whatever you want, I'll even let you pick the outfit you wear to my party. You can put as many piercings and ink as you like, shave your head, I don't care." 

 

She grinned as she continued. "But no bet is one sided. If the man wins the game, then for 6 months, I get to pick your outfits and how your hair is done, no exceptions. You'll have to wear what I say, when I say it. From undergarments to the actual clothes on top, everything. And I'll be doing daily checks to make sure. That includes pajamas, everything. But as you can see...I probably won't win. I mean the woman is winning right now...so what's the harm in a little bet?"

 

What Janet didn't know was that Rachel had seen this the night before...and she knew that the man was walking away with ten grand.

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Janet sighed and frowned knowing that Rachel didn't like her outfits and it was a common thing they would argue about all the time, "You never minded before," she replied with a slight smile secretly enjoying the amount of attention Rachel was giving her and it was one of the reasons she kept dressing in such a way and why she planned on dressing in a much worse way she had a new outfit that she had just ordered that would certainly get Rachel's attention and the attention of others but mostly she wanted Rachel's eyes on her, "wait? I can get a tattoo!" 

Janet smiled.  She always wanted a tattoo! "Okay! You are so on! I'm so going to win this! That guy is so stupid!"

Janet looked like a little kid at Christmas, "Wait? How do I know that I have your word? What's gonna stop you from backing out if he loses?" asked Janet thinking, "How about this?" she said grabbing her tablet and putting the TV on pause.

Turning the camera on she clicked the record button, "I Janet agree to wear whatever my mom wants for the next six months if this guy wins but if the girl wins my mom has to stop fussing about what I wear and allow me to get tattoos and can't say anything at all about it." she stated pointing the tablet at her mom, "Agree? Ma?" asked Janet excitedly wanting to have evidence or at least something where she could remind Rachel of their agreement properly.

She never expected to lose.

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Rachel beamed. This was perfect, she hadn't even planned on Janet wanting to get it on video. "I agree, whole heartedly sweetheart," she said, placing a hand on her daughter's cheek. "Now, come on, let's finish watching our show, huh?" She put the tablet away and cuddled Janet closer to her again. She pressed play on the TV and looked down at her daughter. She imagined Janet's hair in pig tails, wearing the frilliest dresses and of course, the biggest, fluffiest diapers imaginable. Oh, she was going to look so darling.

 

As the show continued, the man slowly began to get the upper hand in the game. The woman slipped and fell on a rock, which meant she sprained her ankle and couldn't properly compete in the last portion of the competition. Rachel brought the glass of wine to her lips and took a long sip.

 

"Oh no, what happened to your expert player? Looks like my guy is in the lead after all."

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Janet grinned and stopped the video from recording after she had gotten Rachel's agreement.  

She couldn't wait to get a tattoo!

Janet was suddenly shocked at Rachel touching her cheek in such a manner and blushed, "O-oh sure," she stammered surprised by how close they were right now, "uh," mumbled Janet, "mom I really like being this close to you it feels nice." admitted Janet softly feeling shy to have said something like that but it was true.

Janet watched the show with a frown and was becoming very worried! What was going to happen! "No!" shouted Janet watching the girl hurt her ankle causing Janet to sigh and pout.

"That isn't fair," said Janet glaring at the TV and folding her arms against her chest in a childish manner while placing the back of her head against her mother's chest resting her head on Rachel's breasts, "I guess your going to win." added Janet.

"Fair's fair but still."

Janet didn't expect the girl to win now at all.

What was Rachel going to dress her up in? What was going to happen now? Janet glanced at her mom.

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"I like being close to you too, Lovebug," Rachel said, using the nickname she had when she was little. "And we're going to have much more of it now that I'm retired." She grinned as Janet freaked out over losing. "I don't know, she said. There's still time." But, alas, the woman did not win the competition. The prize money went to the man and Janet was leaning against her mommy's chest like a pouting 5-year-old. "Awww, Lovebug. Don't be sad. Mommy's going to make sure you have a really nice outfit to wear. I'll go get one of those outfits I bought you, that you turned down."

 

Rachel went upstairs and returned a few moments later holding a yellow dress that had lots of lace and frills. The neck puffed out a bit and the sleeves were puffy as well. They came with matching bloomers, which would go over the diaper that was also in Rachel's hands. In the other hand was a yellow bonnet, white ankle socks and a pair of Mary Janes.

 

"I can't wait to see how precious you look in this."

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Janet smiled at the use of her old nickname but it did seem strange to hear it again after so many years. Why was her mom using it now? Oh well! She wasn't going to complain.  She actually liked it and it did bring a smile to her face after all!

Janet tilted her head at that but she did enjoy the fact that her mom was retired now. They were spending so much time together now then they ever had and it was amazing but she felt stupid for enjoying her mom's company she shouldn't really be hanging out with her mom this much giving her age but she had always wanted Rachel's attention....

Hearing Rachel's comment she couldn't help but frown, "I guess I did give my word," grumbled Janet only to look at Rachel confused, "Mommy?"

She hadn't said that since she was a little kid? Why was her Mom referring to herself as Mommy? That was a little odd.

Seeing Rachel return she could only stare in shock at the choice of clothing, "You won and that's fine but the diaper? That's way to much! I'm already going to be embarrass by the dress! Do I really have to wear everything you are holding?" asked Janet standing up and going over to Rachel, "The diaper is just a joke, right?" asked Janet looking up at Rachel nervously, "I don't really have to wear it?"
 

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"You said you would wear anything I told you to and the agreement included undergarments. What, did you assume I meant granny panties or something?" Rachel walked closer to her daughter, setting the stuff down on the table, cupping Janet's cheeks. "A bet's a bet darling. During the next 6 months, you will be wearing outfits similar to that and a diaper to boot. I think you'll find it will be easier on you. If you refuse, well, I guess I'll have no choice but to pull you over my bottom for a spanking. I haven't done it since you were a little girl but you know I don't tolerate liars and I believe that going back on your word when you said you'd go through on this bet with me would be lying. And we've been having such a fun afternoon, I'd hate to have to tan that hide of yours."

 

Rachel moved her hands down to Janet's shorts, followed by the thong she was wearing. She massaged her behind. "Such a tiny little bottom, so pure and white. Mommy would hate to have to have make it red."

 

She turned back to the outfit and held up the diaper. "So, what's it going to be, Lovebug? You lay down and let me change you...or you get changed with a red bottom?"

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Janet sighed knowing that her mom was right. Their agreement did include undergarments but she never assumed or thought it would be something so childish like a diaper, "You don't expect me to actually use that thing do you?" asked Janet feeling a little worried, "I know a bet is a bet and I'm not going to back down from my word," she snapped, "I just didn't expect this," continued Janet becoming visibly upset, "I'm not refusing I'm just upset! I'm to old for a spanking!" whined Janet.

She whimpered at feeling Rachel's hands on her bottom, "I can change myself! I don't need you to help me get changed!" complained Janet glancing at the diaper, "Why do I need to lay down? Why can't I just change myself?" continued Janet bending down and pulling up her thong and shorts, "I don't want you to see me naked." mumbled Janet looking away from Rachel feeling insecure about herself and her appearance.

"I don't want a spanking." whimpered Janet but she couldn't bring herself to lay down on the floor at all.

Would Rachel allow her to change herself? 

Did she even know how to put on a diaper herself? Would she get it wrong? Did it matter? Tears filled Janet's eyes, "I'll keep my word but I want to change myself, please?" begged Janet softly knowing that Rachel could overpower her if she wanted to. 

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"Sweetie, I can already see that little bottom of yours, what difference will it be if I see those mosquito bites you've got for nips?" Rachel asked, being sincere in every word. "And yes, I do expect you to use the diaper. It will be your bathroom for the next 6 months. If I see you going near another bathroom, you will be spanked and put in the naughty corner where you belong." She patted her behind.

"You're not the one in charge anymore, sweet pea. It's about time you got used to it. Now come on, lay down."

She gently pushed her daughter onto the couch and removed her shirt. She grinned at her childlike body and shook her head. "Such a sweet, innocent little girl you are, aren't you?" Rachel slid the diaper underneath her and grabbed the bottle of baby powder from inside the basket under the table. She sprinkled it on and rubbed it into her lady parts and bottom. Next, Rachel taped on the diaper. It was nice and fluffy and would keep Janet's legs apart. She pulled the frilly bloomers over it, but they only partially covered the diaper.

Next came the dress. Rachel slipped it over her head, watching as it stopped right at the hem of the diaper. "Let's get your shoes on next," Rachel hummed, as she slid the socks onto her feet.

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Janet didn't know what to say and stood still in shock her face turning bright red from her mother's word and how sincere she sounded.  She had always been sensitive about her breasts and just hearing that from her own mother hurt Janet a lot.   She always looked more like a child then an actual adult and she always felt very insecure but she never really spoke or talked to Rachel about it because she was always off with Harold.

"Y-You can't," stammered Janet, "you can't say something like that to me! I know that I don't have...a big chest but you don't have to be mean!" whimpered Janet as her face flushed red even more at her mother's next words, "W-we only agreed to clothes!" argued Janet horrified by Rachel's actions yet she found herself powerless to stop her mother from guiding her to the couch, "Mom!" whined Janet as her shirt was pulled over her head exposing her naked body to her mother in the first time in years.

Rachel's words shocked her and yet it was true for the most part.  She hadn't done anything really bad.  She hadn't had sex.  She had only kiss one person and that had been a girl she dated briefly for a few months but that ended because neither wanted to do a long distance relationship. 

The only bad thing she had done so far was doing weed and a little graffiti but otherwise she was a good little girl....

Yet the more she chilled with Kenny the more likely she would start doing bad things.  

Janet felt a little guilty at being called a 'innocent little girl' giving the fact that she was doing weed and Rachel didn't even know about it. 

Would her mom being upset at her? Probably.

Janet took a deep breath as she felt a thick diaper slide underneath her bottom lifting her butt up slightly. The powder smelled sweet.  Why wasn't she doing anything to stop this? Janet stayed still and quiet as she watched Rachel do up the diaper sealing her in a fluffy prison meant for babies or children, "Mom," whimpered Janet as the bloomers were pulled up over her legs covering the diaper somewhat but not really, "w-why do you want to dress me like this? Why do you want me to use a diaper? Don't you think this seems a little insane?" asked Janet questioning her mom and wondering if her mother needed some professional help? "I get the bet and I want to keep my word but I just don't get why?"

Would Rachel explain why or not? 

Janet whined as the dress was pulled over her head.  The frilly thing looked so....stupid? She looked like a little kid! In retrospect that could be a good thing she would hate it if people saw her as her real age wearing this.  Maybe she could pretend to be a kid or something? She always got mistaken as a kid anyway? Janet looked at Rachel nervously, "What did you mean earlier that I'm not in charge anymore? I know this your house but I've always been allowed to do my own thing?" questioned Janet confused and stressed.

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"Aw, don't be so sensitive, Pumpkin, you now Mommy was just teasing, it's all in god fun. I'm doing this, because it's what you need. You've been such a naughty little girl, spending all your time out and dressing like a street rat. It's time you remember that you are a member of this family and we have good values," Rachel cooed, as if she were talking to a small child. "And you look so adorable, yes you do. And you may have been able to do your own thing before, but not anymore." She tapped her nose. "You're all mine now." She slid on the socks and strapped on the shoes. She sat Janet back up and took two hair ties that she often kept on her wrist, just in case she wanted to pull her own hair back. "We'll have to do something about this hair, but for now, this will have to do." She tied her hair into two pig tails before tying the bonnet to her head, the knot going below her chin.

 

Rachel beamed, taking a picture with her phone. "Oh, sweetheart, don't you look precious?" She pinched her cheeks. "But you're also so skinny, Mommy's going to fix that, don't you worry. We'll get those cheeks nice and plump, won't we?"

 

"Okay, angel pop. You stay right here and watch T.V while I fix you something to eat. It's past lunch time. If you dare try to remove any part of that outfit or use the rest room, you'll end up over my knee and I don't want that, no I don't, no I don't." Rachel pinched her cheeks as she spoke. "Oh, so cute." She headed into the kitchen, ready to cook for her daughter.

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Janet made a soft little whiny sound at her mom's comment about her being 'sensitive' she wasn't sensitive! She just didn't like how her mom was acting right now! It was weird and she wasn't used to her mom being this hands on at all.  Janet listened to Rachel talk and blushed at the way she talked to her almost as if she was a small child but she wasn't a small child at all she was a grown up yet she didn't feel like one at all instead she felt more like a child that was pretending to be a grown up.  A child that was arguing against her Mommy that she was an adult but they both knew the truth.

"Good values? What's that? Leaving your kid alone with someone that they don't know at all for hours sometimes days at a time?" snapped Janet at Rachel, "What I need?" mumbled Janet unsure what to make of that but she decided to stay calm for now or as calm as she could.  There was a lot she needed to think about and a lot she needed to figure out as well. Her mom didn't really expect her to piss herself did she? Would she have to runaway? She didn't have any friends at all....

Besides Kenny but he wasn't a friend.  He was just some creep.

Janet felt more like a doll then an actual human being as felt Rachel do up her hair.  She just felt so stunned and lost.

"Ah! Mom!" shouted Janet, "You didn't have to take a photo!" she complained only to whine at having her cheeks pinched by Rachel, "What the fuck!" swore Janet only to become worried knowing that Rachel didn't like it when she swore at all. Would she get punished?  "I'm sorry for swearing." apologized Janet quickly.

Janet sighed at having her cheeks pinched again and listened to her mom's warning. What was she going to do? It didn't take long for Janet to get up from the sofa.  There wasn't much on TV at all and she felt bothered by everything that had just happened.  Taking her first few steps Janet was surprised by how difficult it was! In a matter of second she found herself falling onto the fall, "Ow," whined Janet rubbing her elbow, "this is stupid."

Janet stood up again wondering what she should do? She couldn't exactly leave the house looking like this! Going by the front door she took the key and made her way towards the large staircase near the kitchen waddling awkwardly with each small step she took.  She planned on hiding the key underneath her pillow while she packed her things during the night.  She knew that she needed to be careful because while she was smart she knew that her mom was a genius.  It was going to be hard.  Very hard.

One small step at a time...

After the eighth step on the staircase she found herself slipping.  Janet hissed in pain as her knee hit the floor.  At least she didn't fall but that didn't take away from the pain she felt, "Fuck." swore Janet again, "Shit." repeated Janet swearing for a third time. 

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Rachel hadn't responded to the angry shouts from her daughter, almost like she was ignoring a toddler tantrum. She had gone in the kitchen to cook, when she heard the sound of diaper crinkling and Janet trying to get around. She laughed to herself and shook her head. Her daughter would learn, eventually. 

 

Then she heart swearing again and she knew she couldn't let that slide. Wiping her hands on her jeans, she walked to the stairs and found her daughter, knees down on them. She shook her head. "Oh, Janie. You're going to need to walk again in those diapers. And you know I can hear you, I think someone needs a reminder of the language we use around here." She walked up the steps to grab her and then saw the key. "You naughty girl, you were trying to leave Mommy, weren't you? You were going to steal her car and escape in the middle of the night?" She laid a smack to her covered bottom right then and there, but made it count. She snatched the key and grabbed her daughter by the ear, dragging her down the stairs, making sure she was still on her knees so they'd get rug burn from the carpeted stairs.

 

She finally let go of her daughter's ear and pushed her down onto the sofa. She went into the kitchen and grabbed the paddle that hung proudly on the wall from when she was punished as a girl. She walked back in the room and sat beside her daughter. "I will allow you to touch your bloomers and diapers one time, before you lay over my lap. I'm going to show you what happens when you try to leave Mommy. You'll get 50 with my hand and then 25 with the paddle."

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Janet froze instantly on the spot as she heard her mother walk up the stairs already knowing that running away from her would be useless giving her padded bottom but what was her mom going to do? How much trouble was she in? Janet didn't think to hide the key somewhere like in her diaper or anything at all.  

Looking up she stared at Rachel and could already feel how sore her bottom was going to be.  What could she do? How could she even reply to her mom? Janet lowered her head, "Your scaring me." whispered Janet weakly only to yelp at the smack that Rachel sent to her cover bottom.  It shouldn't of hurt her at all but it did.  She had forgotten how strong and powerful her mom was, "I'm sorry." whimpered Janet out quickly not wanting to get punished or spanked by her mom.

Janet instantly regretted not getting up the moment her mother had arrived behind her right now as she was pulled and dragged down stairs her ear burning but not as much as her knees which had turned red.  It hurt. 

It hurt a lot and Janet was already in tears as she was pushed down onto the sofa.

Janet found herself frightened and unable to move from the sofa but seeing her mom return with a paddle caused her to instantly squirm, "Please Mom! Don't do this," she whimpered, "I just got scared I don't want to leave you," continued Janet, "I-I just don't understand what's going on," she confessed, "please I don't want a spanking."

It was silly to be begging or even pleading with Rachel but she knew that her Mother was serious and she also knew that it was probably pointless to try to wiggle her way out of being spanked but she had to try at least! Janet rubbed her eyes, "Anything else, please?" she added in one last attempt with hope that her Mother might not spank her but do something else instead? 

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"What else is going to show you that you can't leave me, huh?" Rachel grasped her daughter's chin in her hands. "Your father died and you are all I have left. But you don't care about that, do you? You're so selfish and maybe that's my fault. I put my career ahead of you two for years and shrugged it off, thought that I was giving you everything you needed. But the truth was, I was spoiling you, I didn't pay enough attention. Well, I can't get your father back, but I can get my baby back and that's what I'm doing. Starting off with punishing you the way you need." 

 

The tears spilled down her face, as she thought of her beloved Harold. She had pushed him away, he had cheated on her countless times. When he died, it had been in the arms of his mistress, who had visited him at the hospital. She knew rationally that Janet couldn't go out and find herself a new mommy, but she worried that she would leave and she'd never see her again. She had been pulling away and Rachel couldn't stand it. Not anymore. She wasn't going to lose anything else.

 

She finally let go of her daughter's chin and reached into her pocket. She was going to wait to do this, but she figured she'd do it now. She pulled out a pink leather collar and strapped it around her daughter's neck. The circle name plate read "Mommy's Girl".

 

"Do as Mommy says," she told her. "Or I'll do it for you and then the numbers will be doubled. Your bedtime was originally going to be 8, but we can make it 7, if you want to be naughty and disobey Mommy even further."

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Janet didn't know the answer to that and was surprised by the way Rachel grasped her chin! What was going on? Why was her mother acting in such a way? Her father died? Was that the reason for Rachel's behavior right now? She didn't agree with the way her mom was behaving at all towards her but she did feel a pang of sympathy towards her in that moment and wanted to comfort her mom yet the next question threw her off along with what followed.

She wasn't selfish! Was she?  Janet took a couple of deep breaths to try and calm herself down but it was hard and she was doing her best to fight her own tears back as she watched her own mother cry.  She wanted to reach out and do something but her mind was still reeling from what had just been said.  It took Janet a moment to realize what her mother was doing and suddenly she felt leather around her neck. It didn't feel uncomfortable but it did feel strange and a little unpleasant right now.

Janet looked down at the name plate and suddenly felt cold.  Her Mother had just put a collar around her neck....

She didn't want the numbers to be doubled! But she had to speak out.

"I-I-I'm sorry," squeaked Janet, "I didn't realize," paused Janet emotionally, "I-I do care about you," she started to cry, "I'm sorry." repeated Janet rubbing her eyes unsure what to say as she tried to process everything but it was difficult for her and she really had no idea what to do right now.   Janet knew a little bit about her father's mistress having met her briefly because he had brought her as a 'guest' to one of his and Rachel's parties.   She didn't want to ask either of her parents what was going on and happening but maybe she should of done? Janet stared at Rachel, "I'm sorry for being a bad daughter." apologized Janet feeling guilty and becoming depressed.   She often felt like a failure to both her parents. She was average.  She did well enough to pass in anything that she could do but it was never enough to really stand out of the crowd.  

Janet looked away.  Maybe she deserved this? She was prone to depression and had hidden it from everyone around her because she didn't want to be seen as a failure by anyone or disappoint either of her parents at all. 

Lowering her bloomers and diaper she stood before Rachel but refused to look her in the eyes her gaze remaining focus on the carpet. 

 

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"Don't worry sweetums," Rachel cooed. "Mommy will teach you how to be a good daughter. I'd stop those tears, though. Mommy is going to give you something to cry about. Oh, such a good girl, all ready for your spanking." She grabbed her by her wrist and flipped her over, examining her pale bottom. "I didn't wan to have to do this so soon. We could've had such a nice day, but you had to go and make this hard." She shook her head. 

 

POP! One smack was delivered to the left cheek, followed by the right. The first dozen, Rachel alternated between cheeks, but then she began hitting various parts of her bottom from the middle to the sit spot. She made sure to smack her thighs a few times too. She was strong and hit hard. Quickly Janet's behind was turning from alibaster white to a wicked shade of pink.

 

"You were very naughty, trying to leave Mommy," Rachel told her, accenting the words to match the smacks. "Mommy bought you such a pretty dress and you rewarded her like that. Well, you've got a whole other thing coming young lady."

 

She continued to spank her with her hand, counting in her head. She let the 50th spank really count, hitting right at the sit spot once more.  "I'll give you a few seconds to collect yourself before I paddle you. Do you have anything you have to say for yourself?"

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Janet sniffled softly and continued to rub her eyes and simply nodded.  Rachel was going to teach her how to be a good daughter? Was Rachel even a good mother though? This thought wouldn't enter Janet's head yet though or for a good while either.  She just felt so lost right now and hurt.  They could of had a nice day but she made this hard? Instead of standing up for herself she simply took Rachel's words and allowed them to echo inside her mind as she laid across her mother's lap awaiting her spanking.

The first smack had hurt! And Janet couldn't help but yelp.  It didn't take long for Janet to start crying at all from the smacks that her mother was delivering to her bottom.  Each smack hurt more and more and she didn't know if she could handle much more. 

Janet at the end of the 50th spank was crying to the point of bawling her eyes out.  She didn't handle pain well at all.  

Hearing her mother's words Janet tried her best to calm down a little and say something to her mother but it was difficult.  Janet breathed heavily and squirmed, "S-s-s-sorry." stuttered Janet sobbing unable to say anymore then that.  

Her bottom was sore as were her heart while her mind continued to swirl around like a fierce tornado trying to piece together what was happening right now to her. Who could she turn to in her time of need? She only had Kenny close by but Rachel would kill her.  Harold's mistress? They had met once but she knew enough about her to track her down? And maybe she would give her a place to hide for a while? She was Harold's daughter after all? Or maybe her ex-girlfriend? They still talked and the only reason they weren't together was due to the distance. She had more options then just Kenny but these thoughts would come later much later.

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"Yes, you are," Rachel said. She rubbed her bottom. "Mommy hates that she has to do this. I'd say it hurts me more than it does you, but I'm not the one with the sore tush, now am I? Now, it's time for the paddle."

 

The paddle was heavy and wooden, with the imprint reading "Naughty". Just as with her hand, Rachel tried to evenly distribute it, so each cheek would read the phrase. WHAP! WHAP! She decide to go slow and painful, as to draw it out and make the punishment really count. Janet's behind went from pink to bright red to a furious shade of dark red. Imprinted in each cheek was "Naughty" and that was just how Rachel viewed her daughter. She was a naughty little girl and Rachel would do whatever necessary to rein her in.

 

Finally, the paddle dropped to the ground and Rachel gathered her small daughter into her arms. "Oh sweetheart, oh pookie-kins, my little schmoopy woo woo," she cooed. "There's no more need for tears, it's all over, yes it is. Oh, come here." She cuddled her close as if she were having a tantrum over not getting a cookie or skinning her knee, not because her ass just got the trashing of her life. "Such a sweet little baby, aren't you." She pinched her cheeks and kissed her nose. "Now, you go stand in the corner like a good girl, hands on your head. Then we can have some nice num nums."

[FalloutZone]

Janet whimpered from Rachel rubbing her sore bottom because while it did felt good she knew what was about to come and she felt terrified to the point that she might piss herself or puke! Janet took another deep breath and tried her best to prepare herself for the oncoming pain that she was about to experience knowing that it was going to be much worse then fifty spanks she had just received moments ago.

The heavy and wooden paddle was so much more worse then her Mother's bare hand. It was pure agony and it felt like her bottom was on fire. Each spank was met with a loud scream and a sob as she felt hard wood come down onto her poor quivering exposed bottom.  She never wanted to get spanked again! Janet cried harder and much worse then before bawling loudly just like a baby each time the paddle hit her.

Janet didn't even realize the spanking was over as she cried into her mother's chest sobbing loudly as she heard her mother's coo in her ear. It took her a couple of minutes to calm down properly as she clung to Rachel and looked at her mother with tears still in her eyes.

Sweet baby?

Her?

Janet hiccuped slightly and did as she was told.

It was hard walking over to the corner. Her bloomers and diaper were just below her knees and her bottom was on fire! Did she even have the strength to stand? Her legs shook as she made it to the corner and placed her hands on the top of her head just as her mother ordered.  Tears still fell from her eyes as she tried her best to stop crying.  She felt surprisingly weak. The collar felt tight around her neck right now and she wanted to take it off but she didn't.

What was she going to do? 

Janet's legs continued to shake and in a matter of a minute she found herself unable to stand dropping to her knees which still stung from earlier thanks to her mother dragging her across the carpet.  Janet felt scared and anxious. She needed to stand! She didn't want to upset Rachel anymore then she had! Carefully she stood up but found it hard to keep herself standing up.  How long would she have to stand for?

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Rachel grinned, watching her daughter stand in the corner, burning red bottom on display. She took a picture with her phone and grinned at it. She was going to have so much fun with her daughter, she'd make sure she knew she could never leave her.

 

She left her in the corner for a bit and then walked over to her, rubbing her behind. "You're mine forever, sweetheart," she cooed. "Mommy's little baby. Until death do us part." Rachel kissed her cheek and pulled up her diaper, along with the panties. "Now come, come. It's nummies time." She held onto her hand, helping her toddle into the kitchen. "Aw, that's a good girl, don't worry, Mommy will help you walk. Just like I did the first time around."

 

Rachel sat her down at the table and placed a plate in front of her. It had cartoon mac and cheese. She handed her a fork before tying a frilly white bib around her neck. "Eat up, precious one." She placed a sippy cup next to the plate, filled to the brim with prune juice. "I expect all of the food and all of the drink to be gone by the time lunch is over or we go an alternate route of eating." She settled down at the table and began to eat her own lunch.

 

"I'm sure you've realized, but a lot is going to change. Janet. You're no longer that big girl you once claimed to be. You're in Mommy's control now. That means, diapers, early bed times, food of my choosing along with outfits. I will hide this from no one. You won't be able to stay alone or go out without supervision. T.V and books will be chosen by me. If I ask you to get on all fours and crawl, I expect you to do it. You're going to be raise right this time. Whether you like it or not."

[FalloutZone]

Janet had no knowledge that her Mother was taking pictures of her like this.  When would she find out about this? Soon? Probably.  Would it lead to a temper tantrum, maybe? She always had been camera shy and with everything that she was wearing she would definitely be more camera shy then she had been before!

How long had she been standing there? Suddenly she felt her Mother's hand rubbing her sore bottom and said nothing as she simply listened to her. This couldn't be real could it? Her Mother did not just say that! Right? Janet shock would continue though.  Until death do us part? Did that mean what she thought it did? This was only a six month deal....

Janet nodded dumbly feeling lost as she followed her Mommy holding onto her hand tightly worried that she might fall.  She didn't feel much like an adult right now and felt much more like a toddler that was still learning how to walk.

Being sat down at the kitchen table Janet found herself feeling awkward and uncomfortable before she didn't mind that her feet didn't touch the ground but now she did because of what was going on.  Janet liked mac and cheese so it wasn't hard to eat but the amount of it did surprise her.   Alternate route of eating? Janet did her best to finish the plate of mac and cheese as quickly as possible not wanting to find out what her mother had planned yet when it came to the drink...

Janet picked it up and took a small sip from the plastic sprout of the sippy cup only to wince at the taste putting it down quickly, "What's that?" she whined looking at Rachel, "I can't drink that! Can I have something else, please?" asked Janet softly not wanting to over-step her mark at all.   She felt a little bloated from her meal.  Her cheeks were a little red and flushed from eating.

She hadn't commented on Rachel's words earlier having decided it was best to stay silent and eat.

"I have a couple of questions," said Janet nervously, "I-I thought the bet was for six months and that it was only clothes?" she said carefully not wanting to provoke her Mother, "I'm scared." confessed Janet softly unsure what her Mommy was going to say or even do?  The thought of having her life controlled and dictated by her Mother of all people at this age scared her intensely.