Maid To Bend
Christian
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Christian
Maid To Bend Part One
“Gemma, I have spoiled you too much for too long. Now you are fifteen, and I can’t handle this any more. This time you will be punished,” Daddy turns his back to me.
I am used to daddy’s punishments, so I take out my phone and set it silently on his desk. He doesn’t turn around as he says, “Don’t bother, that’s not what I had in mind this time, Gemma.” He turns to look me in the eye as I stare at him confused. “This time you are going to be spanked good and hard!”
Spanked? Daddy’s never spanked me before. “But…”
“You shut your mouth and listen to me. When I was a kid, I got spanked. It wasn’t too good for me, and it is certainly not too good for you, girl. You are one out of control girl and I will not have you growing up like your spoiled big sister. So from now on you are going to either behave or be spanked, soundly. And on the bare bottom.”
My eyebrows furrow. Really? “Umm..”
“I said shut up! I’m too busy to spank you all the time, and you need almost constant supervision. But I can’t bring myself to spank you like you need. I already know that, because I am the one that has spoiled you in the first place. I would end whatever spanking I gave you too soon. So I have come up with an alternative.” He stops there and picks up his cell phone and dials a number. “Please come into my office.”
We sit in silence for a moment. Me in stunned silence, and him in… What would that look be? I can’t place it. Maybe satisfied silence?
In walks our new maid. I can’t remember her name, but I remember seeing her around a lot even before she worked for us….
“You know Adelita don’t you Gemma?” He waves her to sit down in front of his desk next to me.
“Yes…” What does she have to do with this? If he mentions the S word with her in here I am going to die! I eye her out of the corner of my eye. She can’t be more than nineteen. She has long black hair, and she is dressed in tight fitting jeans that display her curves, and a low cut top. She is pretty in a soft girl next-door sort of way.
“Well Adelita here has graciously volunteered to help with your discipline. And today she is here to interview for the extra position of… Er… Well just call her your life coach.”
Has daddy gone mad? What the hell is he talking about??!
“So first thing she needs to prove is that she is able to spank your naughty little bottom, Gemma,” he smiles at me warmly.
Oh. My. God. He said it! He said the S word in front of this… This…. Lower class… Servant girl! “Daddy, please!”
He completely ignores me and ‘shushes’ me! He ‘shushed’ me! Like a little child! “Now Adelita, this position is going to be pretty difficult as you can see by my daughter’s attitude. You will be… I guess you could say ‘on-call’ 24 hours a day and 7 days a week essentially. Though since you already live here, I think that you will be ideal for the position. I expect that this new position will be your primary duty, and the cleaning to be secondary. As you know we also employ your mother here, and she can handle the other chores when you are dealing with Gemma. You will answer to your mother first, and then me. Does this sound okay so far?”
“Si.. Yes senor,” she replies immediately flashing a warm smile in my direction. Oh god. I already hate this uppity bitch!
“Now here is the most important thing. I don’t want to be in charge of Gemma’s spankings or punishments in any way shape or form.” He stands up and pours himself a brandy from his bar and swirls it around contemplatively before he continues. “That depends entirely on you. You see I will just spoil her and let her off. I don’t want to see or hear whatever punishments you give her until after the fact, I will need a report.”
A report? He puts the brandy to his lips and takes a generous swig and pours a second. Is he trying to get drunk, this early in the morning?
“I’m putting an awful lot of trust in you that you will not go overboard with my daughter. But I also need to know you will not swing the other way as I have and allow her too much leeway. She needs to be punished, and thoroughly.” He finishes his second brandy in record time and this time fills the glass with vodka.
Adelita sits smiling and nodding at him like a stupid bobble head. There probably isn’t even one intelligent thought in that pretty little head of hers, and daddy is giving her the chore of spanking me all the time! This is ridiculous! She’s like only seconds older than me. And I am as tall as she is! The only thing bigger on her is her boobies!
“So, why don’t you tell me how you will handle little Gemma to start off, and then we will have a more… Practical demonstration of your abilities.”
I cringe at his choice of words. Does that mean I am about to be spanked? Right here and now?! Adelita looks at me, and smiles pleasantly. “Well you see Mister Deville…”
“Please, just call me David,” Daddy interrupts.
“Okay… David.. You see David, my Madre. My mom, I mean. Well she always used to spank me with her slipper when I was little and naughty.” Her face colors at the memory, but she goes on. “I used to see Gemma around this place. And she always was looking at me with her nose up in the air, no? So I am thinking to myself that she should have started off getting the slipper just like me, so that she can see that she isn’t above anyone else.”
“Yes, that sounds like just what she needs,” he looks at me austerely. “Please go on.”
“So that is what I thought the… How did you say? ‘Practical demonstration’ today would be. And then I will have to see about getting some of the other things my mom spanked my big brother and I with. Umm… I will need some money for that…”
“Yes of course,” he looks from her to me. “I think Gemma has plenty of her allowance money to pay for those things.”
“But daddy!”
“You be quiet and let the adults talk. Is there anything else Adelita?” my face colors from the juvenile admonishment.
“No that’s it, David. I will get the things I need, and I promise I will do a good job looking after your daughter.”
He smiles at her again as he pours another vodka… “Well then. I think the interview is over. I am going to leave her in your charge assuming the practical demonstration goes well.” He drinks the vodka in one gulp and sets the glass on his leather-topped desk. “So in that case, I am going to relate to you her latest bit of naughtiness and let you decide how to deal with her.”
Oh my god… This is the most embarrassing moment of my entire life! I bow my head to hide my red face but all I see is her shoes, plain white canvas sandals with a thick rubber sole. She said she got spanked with a ‘slipper’. Is this what she is about to spank me with? I have no idea what a slipper means.
“First of all, I told Gemma she couldn’t go out until her homework was done, which she didn’t do. And then she went out anyway. She got home this morning at one in the morning which is well past an acceptable time for a young lady, wouldn’t you agree?”
“Yes I agree,” Adelita nods her bobble head.
“And then she called me a… What was it? Oh yeah, a ‘stuffy old bastard’ when I got onto her about it. So why don’t you show me what you would do with Gemma for a start and I will decide if you are right for the job.” He sits down in his large leather chair behind his desk and steeples his hands under his chin to watch.
“Of course, I will be happy to.”
Yeah I’m sure you would, you cow.
“Please stand up miss,” She stands up herself, and pushes her chair out away from the desk.
I sigh loudly. This sucks already. I really have no idea what a spanking will feel like, but I know it is supposed to hurt. Oh well, spanking is for kids! She won’t be able to hurt me. Not really… I shrug my shoulders as I get to my feet, and she pushes my chair away. Big deal! I chew my gum loudly and try to look unconcerned as I stand and wait.
“Spit it out please,” she holds her hand up under my mouth and looks at me expectantly.
“Why?”
“Because I said, now spit. Or I will spank you later for defying me.”
Hmmm. Whatever! I spit it in her hand with as much saliva as I can muster up in my mouth. This isn’t lost on her and she frowns at me sternly.
She puts the gum in the trashcan beside the desk and wipes the palm of her hand on her jeans before she slaps my skirt-clad bottom with it. SMACK!
“Ow! Hey!”
“That’s for being disrespectful to me, miss. Now take off your little panties.”
“No!”
“What?! Are you disobeying me so soon? Ay dios mio girl. You don’t want to be trying me little miss! I will tan your saucy little bottom till you won’t sit down. Now get them down or we will have an exact repeat of this spanking at bedtime! Which will also be on your bare bottom.” She looks at me for a moment while I glare back at her. She glances at daddy, then back at me.
“Have it your way stubborn mule.” And then she grabs me and forces me over my daddy’s desk. Then holding me firmly down with both arms twisted behind my back, she begins spanking me with her hand! Hard! It’s the first time I have ever been spanked, and it comes as a shock! With the first two smacks she lights me up! And my mouth drops open silently forming an “O” in my shock as my eyes open wide as saucers. And then as she continues I finally find my voice!
“No! NO! Stop! Daddy, she’s SPANKING me! Make her stop! Please daddy!” But he doesn’t listen. He is less than a foot away from my face with his hands still under his chin, and his eyebrows arched in grim satisfaction.
At last he gently answers my pleading. “I can’t help you Gemma. Remember? I am not in charge of your discipline any longer, Adelita is.”
“NO!” I wriggle and squirm and grit my teeth in desperation. I try my best to escape her, but Adelita is really strong, and she settles me down by holding me in place firmly. I kick and am nearly yelling the house down before she finally pauses. My sizzling behind is thankful for the pause, and I barely register her words before they sink into my surprised brain.
“Now are you ready for your real spanking miss?” She asks, rubbing her big hand over my skirt.
“What?” I am sincerely confused as I thought I had already been spanked!
All I hear is a gentle sigh before she raises my skirt and my panties are on display! My face colors even more than it already was! “You are a stubborn mule aren’t you? You know what happens to stubborn Asses in old Mexico don’t you?” I look over my shoulder at my vicious and cruel tormentor in confusion.
“What?”
“Why they get beat of course,” she smiles at me pleasantly as if she hasn’t just spanked the hell out of me. And as if she isn’t about to do it again, but I see from over my shoulder that she is going to spank me more. I feel very real terror as I see her hand descending on my pantied bottom! Oh no!
“Ahhh. No! Ow! OUCH! GOD! Stop! Please Adelita, stop!”
“Why should I stop my stubborn little mule?” she asks.
“Because!” I splutter in a panic to stop her punishing hand. “I’m ready for… My real s-spank.. spanking.”
“Oh good,” she releases me from her iron grip. Wow she is strong! “Stand up and take down your little panties for me my stubborn little miss.”
I slowly stand and rub my bottom as I do. Wow! I guess I was wrong. Spanking isn’t just for little kids! It damn well hurts for big girls too!
“I didn’t say stand there and rub your bottom, I said take off your pants. NOW!” she snaps her fingers and ends with her finger pointing at my waist where the offending panties are.
“Okay!” I reply defiantly, but then immediately regret it as she shakes her finger in my face in anger. I back up and immediately start taking off my panties. Oh my god this is embarrassing! “They are coming off! See?” I hold them up for her to see. And she snatches them out of my hand and stuffs them in her pants pocket.
“Hey! When am I going to get those back?”
“When I decide you are a good girl. Only good girls get to wear big girl panties. Now BEND OVER!” She again snaps her fingers pointing at my daddy’s desk.
I shuffle over and meekly bend over. This girl is insane! Oh god! I hope she won’t spank me too hard or too long this time! I glance over my shoulder and see she is leaned over, and when she straightens up she is holding one of the shoes I had been staring at earlier menacingly. It hadn’t looked like much on her dainty little foot, but now it disturbs me greatly! She holds it by the heel end with one hand and with the other she whisks up the hem of my skirt and tucks it into the waistband firmly. I flush in embarrassment as I look directly into my daddy’s eyes. I feel the coolness of the room on my exposed rear end and nether parts and this makes me color even more as I realize what extent of exposure I am giving to this bitch! But before I can dwell on it any further, she takes both my wrists in her large hand and presses them into my lower back effectively pinning me in place.
Oh this is bad! There is absolutely nothing I can do but stay exactly where I am and take a spanking like a little naughty girl until she is satisfied that I have been punished! With the very first whack of that sandal I realize that it is much worse than just her hand over my skirt, though that was bad enough! Her shoe is much worse! It covers almost all of one cheek of my already flaming behind in one terrible swat, but she covers each and every inch of my roasted bottom with meticulous efficiency! I moan in displeasure at first, and then collapse into pitiful wailing.
“I’ll be good! Oh please! That’s enough! I’m good now! OwwwwOOOO! NOOOOOO! AH! Stop!”
At least my pathetic entreaties seem to make an impression and she stops slapping me with the shoe after six brutal slaps that have me nearly in tears. “Now that I have your attention you aren’t so stubborn are you?”
“Noooo..”
“Are you going to talk to your father like that again?”
“Nooo I promise I’ll be good!”
“We’ll see about that,” I sense that she is grinning though I don’t see it as I am staring at the desktop that I am pressed firmly against through my tear soaked eyes. “Are you going to act like a spoiled brat again?”
“No!”
“Good, because if you act like that again with me in charge, it will be a lot worse than this. Are we going to have to have this conversation again?”
Conversation? All I remember is a spanking, not a conversation! But in my confused and pain addled thoughts I can’t remember what she asked exactly, so I try for what I think is the safest answer and even add a word that I have never in my life used. “Yes, ma’am”
She laughs, “Well at least you’re an honest stubborn mule.” I guess my answer was right???
“Well just have five or six more than to make it worth our while…”
Oh no! POP! POP! POP!
The damn shoe is slamming into me again, and I don’t keep count but it seems like a lot more than five or six and before it is done I am bawling like a recently chastened little girl.
“Alright stand up and turn around and face me,” she orders and I slowly peel myself off of daddy’s desk. Talk about drained! I feel like I have been run five miles! I am hot and sweaty, and there is tears and snot on my face that I swipe away angrily. I grab my tortured bottom and rub like crazy as I turn around and face her through the last of my trickling teardrops. I realize too late that my skirt is still tucked into the waistband and that I just mooned my daddy with my red ass! I reach up and fix my skirt and start to ask for my panties back, but think better of it. At least I am covered now.
“Now you have some homework to do don’t you?” she shakes her finger at me as she taps her shoe against her thigh. The shoe that just blazed my poor ass! I thought I was supposed to get a slipper, not a shoe! God that hurt!
“Yes ma’am,” I reply meekly. I don’t really like using that word, but I think it is important to say it to her at the moment.
“Good, get to it while your father and I have a chat. I’ll probably come and check on you in little bit assuming your father still wants me to take the position.”
I begin to scoot out of the office when she calls out to me. “Oh and Gemma love? Don’t forget you have a spanking coming at bedtime too, for not taking your pants down.”
I groan in response… Damn this whole spanking maid thing sucks! I would much rather be grounded or have my phone taken away like before.
End Part One
Woody
Gemma is going to regret her actions. She will learn before long.