1 - Bitter Rivals: FINAL CHAPTER (commission for thenamelessone)

(set:$name=(prompt:"Enter your rival's name","ENTER NAME HERE")){ }[Is your rival male or female? [Male]<m|(click:?m)[(replace:?gender)[(set:$gender="boy")(display:"TITLE")(set:$pronoun="he")(set:$poss_pronoun="his")(set:$do_pronoun="him")]] [Female]<f|(click:?f)[(replace:?gender)[(set:$gender="girl")(display:"TITLE")(set:$pronoun="she")(set:$poss_pronoun="her")(set:$do_pronoun="her")]]]<gender|{ (set:$implements=(a:)) (set:$familiars=(a:)) (set:$inventory=(a:)) (set:$brattiness=3)}

"I'd like you to be (print:$name)'s //permanent// babysitter," Dierdre explains. "That would, of course, mean that you would get to decide when (print:$name) has earned punishments and how (print:$pronoun) ought to serve them out. You would decide (print:$poss_pronoun)'s bedtime, when (print:$name) is grounded, what to write on the Punishment Board, and of course when (print:$name) needs to be spanked. Your job would be to bring (print:$name) in //line//." She gives an exagerrated sigh. "Not an easy job, I can assure you. But I'd give you full reign to do as you see fit." (print:$name) looks like (print:$pronoun)'s about to pop, but no words come to (print:$poss_pronoun)'s open mouth. You calmly stroke your chin, considering the offer. "Hmmm..." you say. "With that sort of power over (print:$name), I think I could reign some of that brattiness under control. Now, Dierdre, would this give me the authority to discipline (print:$name) at school as well?" "Why, of course," Dierdre says, "naturally." "In that case, I'm in!" You can no longer keep the grin off your face as you shake Dierdre's hand. "You guys //can't freaking do this!//" (print:$name) exclaims. "I'm //eighteen!// I have a //scholarship to college//! Y-Y-//You're not even older than I am!//" "Age is only a number, sweetie," Dierdre says calmly. "This is about //maturity//." "//Maturity?!// Y-You think it's //mature// to s-//spank// me all the time for all th-this...these...//stupid rules// you make up?!" (print:$name)'s face and ears are bright red, and (print:$poss_pronoun) voice quivers with rage and indignation. You an Dierdre look at each other. "It seems your first challenge as (print:$name)'s permanent babysitter is already here," Dierdre says. She puts her hand on her hip, and both of you look at (print:$name), who is so worked up (print:$pronoun)'s panting. "How ought we to handle //this// little outburst?" You turn to (print:$name), whose eyes go wide... [(color:green)[**What should (print:$name)'s punishment for talking back be?**] [[A spanking from you and Dierdre together|BAD 1]] [[Being sent to bed early|NEUTRAL 1]] [[One more spanking from you personally|GOOD 1]] [Being grounded for...]<ground|]<choice|{ }(click:?ground)[(replace:?choice)[(display:"GROUNDING") [Continue]<cont|(click-replace:?cont)[Dierdre looks to you expectantly. "That's not the reaction we're looking for, (print:$name)." [[Give (print:$name) a spanking with Dierdre|BAD 1]] [[One more spanking from you personally|GOOD 1]] [[Send (print:$name) to bed early|NEUTRAL 1]]]]]

In keeping with the theme of the last one, with good babysitter and mean babysitter. I think the third part should diverge in two. In the good babysitter plot, the babysitter helps get revenge on the mother. In the mean babysitter ending, we should compound the sadism, and kind of cement the babysitter as an authority figure. I really enjoyed playing from the babysitter's perspective, so I would like to continue with her PoV. In the nice babysitter ending from part 2, it plays out as we agreed before. Telling dad, divorce, mom being destitute and hired as a maid, etc. In the mean ending, which is probably my personal favorite, the babysitter tells mom (when she gets back) all about how difficult her kid was being, and how many times the babysitter had to spank her. This leads to two things. Babysitter becomes a permanent disciplinarian, and is allowed to set her poor charge's bedtime, ground her, put her in timeout, control her allowance, etc. She's even allowed to spank the poor guy/girl when needed... Including at school! I think maybe the protagonist can be doing something mean to a friend of the babysitter, and the babysitter can take her into the bathroom, or empty class for a spanking, and an early bedtime we get to choose. Maybe even an option to ground her, with more extreme reactions of you put in a longer amount of time. This scene can be pretty short though, because... The punishment for being a brat with the babysitter is an all day spanking! So, on Saturday morning, at 8 AM the babysitter arrives in some comfortable clothes, has breakfast with mom and kid, and the babysitter takes her inferior over her knee, and begins to spank, from 8am to 8pm. It's a lot, but that's the point! I want the poor kid to scream, cry, wail, and ultimately completely break, completely subsumed by her new Auntie's will. In rereading it seems like a lot, so it might be best to split these up into two separate commissions, with one for nice babysitter and mean. I definitely want to see the mean one first! Let me know what you think! **MY RESPONSE** I'm completely with you about classes. AND I'm completely with you about the mean storyline!!! Sounds like it's gonna be a blast to write :) I'm really glad you like the idea of having two paths. I think that will make the game a lot more fun to play. I definitely think the MEAN storyline will have a higher word count in the end, since I'd love to work in scenes like you described (i.e. spanking at school, all day spanking, time outs, etc.) I can see the combined game with ALL of these scenes being 20,000 words. That would be $400 in total. Does that seem fair to you? (If you're interested at all in the breakdown, I can send you a rough sketch of how I estimate the word count will play out!) As for how to split it up, that just depends on how much you're willing to commission at a time. If you're down to pay $200 for the MEAN route, I can get that one started right away! And I'll definitely send updates as I go. I'm really excited to write that whole-day scene, where the babysitter comes over in comfy clothes at 8am sharp and commences a day of spankings and punishments -- and I know that the fans of the story will be really excited to see the next part! Let me know what you think, I'm so excited to begin! **RESPONSE*** Price seems fair to me! I like the idea of splitting it up though. So, 200 for the mean one, then 200 for the good one a bit later, if I'm understanding correctly. I'll send you the 200 for the mean version momentarily. Yeah, if you're willing, I'd love to see an outline of how it'll play out. Does this include the options to ground the poor rival, and set his or her bedtime? And the spanking at school? I don't mean to tell you how to write it, but I like the idea! Nothing is set in stone though. This is something I've been really interested in lately. I just love how unfair it all is, with it all stemming from being bad the night he/she was babysat. Thanks for getting back to me, and I look forward to hearing from you! And money is sent. thenamelessone Not to be nitpicky, but during the school part, we can have the rival bullying a friend of the babysitter to earn the spanking at the school bathroom, right? The reason I'm a tiny bit insistent on this is because I don't want the rival to be too sympathetic, otherwise I think people might feel too bad to really enjoy it. Also, last thing, this will be written from the babysitter's POV again, right? I really really enjoyed that aspect of the last story. Thanks again, always glad for the opportunity to get commissions from you! Absolutely agree with you there: I’m definitely going to have the rival being a MAJOR brat. And it’s all from the babysitter’s POV, yes.

"I think you and I should handle this together, Dierdre," you say, turning to (print:$name)'s mother. Dierdre looks pleasantly surprised, her eyelashes fluttering. "Oh? I suppose I //do// have some extra time this evening -- bedtime can wait. Well, then, let's get to it, shall we?" She takes (print:$name) by the elbow and leads (print:$pronoun) -- flailing and whining -- to the kitchen table, where she pulls out one chair for herself and one for you. You take the seat across from her and watch, enthralled, as Dierdre yanks down (print:$name)'s pajama bottoms to (print:$poss_pronoun) knees, baring (print:$poss_pronoun)'s already-reddened backside. (print:$name) yelps and tries to back away, but Dierdre takes hold of (print:$poss_pronoun) elbow. "Stop fussing," she commands. "You will //not// talk to the babysitter like that, especially not in front of me. Emily, lock your knees with mine, dear -- //that's// good -- now I'll take the left cheek and you take the right!" "I'm on it," you say with a smirk, and together you and Dierdre pull (print:$name) down over your combined laps. "N-NO! Stop it! //Mooom!!//" The //slaps// ring out across the high-ceiling of the apartment as you and Mrs. Holloway spank (print:$name)'s naughty bottom in unison. //SMACK! WHAP! WHAP! WHACK!// Sometimes, the spanks land at the same time, and both of (print:$name)'s jiggling cheeks are flattened like rosy red velvet pancakes beneath your palms. (print:$name) is kicking and wailing in no time at all. "GAAAHAA! M-MOMMY, ST- OW! OWW! WAAHAAAHAAA!" Over the din of //SMACK//s and cries, Dierdre says in a calm tone: "You really //have// been a help, Emily. I think, in a way, (print:$name) looks up to you." "WAAA//IEEEEEE!// I DO **NOT**! OW! //OWWAH//!" Dierdre smiles with her lips pressed together. "Of course, (print:$pronoun)'ll never admit it." You laugh and continue peppering (print:$name)'s naked sit-spots and thighs with your cupped hand until both your hand and (print:$poss_pronoun)'s backside are nice and sore. When, at last, Dierdre tells (print:$name) to stand, you see hot tears welling in (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes, some of which have slipped down to (print:$poss_pronoun) chin. //I wonder what's worse -- the pain from getting spanked, or knowing whose spanking (print:$do_pronoun)?// (print:$name)'s lip quivers, and (print:$pronoun) glares at you fiercely as (print:$pronoun) tenderly lifts (print:$poss_pronoun) over (print:$poss_pronoun) swollen heinie. "Now, then," Dierdre says, looking at her watch, "it's time for bed. Emily, would you take (print:$name) to (print:$poss_pronoun) room?" "Certainly," you reply, leading your surly and defeated rival upstairs. Once you're on the second floor, (print:$name) whispers harshly. "This is so //freaking// unfair. My mom is //insane// for this..." Then (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes flash. "And you're even //worse!//" "Hey!" you say. "I thought we discussed that you wouldn't be back-talking your babysitter -- do you need another lesson?" "The only reason you've got any power over me is because my mom gives it to you," (print:$name) says bitterly. "She just wants to humiliate me, and //you're// how she does it!" "Get in your room, before I take you over my knee again!" (print:$name) obeys...but you can't stop thinking about what (print:$pronoun) said. The joint spanking with Mrs. Holloway was fun, yes...but maybe you've just made (print:$name) think that you can't spank (print:$do_pronoun) yourself... You shrug. "Oh well," you say aloud. //This //is// my first time being someone's permanent babysitter...I can still get it right tomorrow...//(set:$spankings=$spankings+1)(set:$soreness=$soreness+3) (color:red)[**+1 BRATTINESS**](set:$brattiness=$brattiness+1) (color:blue)[**You've spanked (print:$name) (print:$spankings) times.**] [[Continue|2]]

"Go to your room //right now//, young (if:$gender is "boy")[man](else:)[lady]! It's //bedtime!//" "But it's not even 8:30!" (print:$name) whines. You narrow your eyes and give (print:$name) your best, //Don't **make** me// look...which (print:$pronoun) resists at first, meeting your eyes defiantly. But finally -- and perhaps because (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom has already tasted some of your spanking prowess tonight -- (print:$pronoun) gives in. Still grumbling to (print:$poss_pronoun)self, (print:$pronoun) takes the stairs two by two, and you hear the bedroom door slam. Dierdre gives you an impressed look. "Emily, you're a natural." "Thank you, Mrs. Hollo-- I mean, thank you, Dierdre." Dierdre quirks her red lips in a quick, knowing smirk, then reaches into her bag. "Here's your payment for tonight, I hope you don't mind that I've written a check. From here on out, I'll make all of your payments on weekends. Usual rate sound fair?" You nod. "More than fair." "Good. I think you're going to really help (print:$name)," she says. "Really, though -- (print:$pronoun) needs //so// much discipline." You grin. //And I intend to give it to them!// "I'll do my best, Dierdre." "I'm sure you will. Now, I need to check to make sure (print:$name) made it to bed --" "No, that's okay, Dierdre! I can do it." For the second time, Dierdre gives you an appraising look, seeming impressed by what she sees. "Well, then. You //are// the babysitter. I'll let you do your job -- I'll be down here if you need me. You nod politely, slide the check into your pocket, and head upstairs, visions of (print:$name)'s blazing red face dancing in your mind. //A permanent babysitter...// you think in amazement, shaking your head. //This is going to be so much **fun**.// ---- (display:"EARLY BEDTIME") As you're leaving, you pass Dierdre in the living room. She's wearing her reading glasses and poring over a book by Michelle Pollana called //How to Change a Mind//. She looks up as you're coming down and smiles. "Thank you again, Emily! Tell your parents I said hello!" "I will!" If there was anything that could bring your rival families together, you never would have guessed that you spanking (print:$name) and giving (print:$do_pronoun) an early bedtime would be it. //That's life for you...// You step out of the Holloway apartment on into the drizzle, wondering what unexpected things life will bring to you tomorrow... [[Continue|2]]

"(print:$name)," you say in your sternest tone of voice, "just for that attitude, you're //grounded// [for..." (color:green)[**How long should (print:$name) be grounded for?**] ==><== [UNTIL FRIDAY]<2d| | [ONE WEEK]<1w| | [TWO WEEKS]<2w| [ONE MONTH]<1m| | [TWO MONTHS]<2m| | [FOREVER]<forever|]<timeframe|{ (click:?2d)[(replace:?timeframe)[until friday!"(set:$grounded=1) (display:"GROUNDING REACTION")]] (click:?1w)[(replace:?timeframe)[for a week!"(set:$grounded=2) (display:"GROUNDING REACTION")]] (click:?2w)[(replace:?timeframe)[for two weeks!"(set:$grounded=3) (display:"GROUNDING REACTION")]] (click:?1m)[(replace:?timeframe)[for a month!"(set:$grounded=4) (display:"GROUNDING REACTION")]] (click:?2m)[(replace:?timeframe)[for two months!"(set:$grounded=5) (display:"GROUNDING REACTION")]] (click:?forever)[(replace:?timeframe)[FOREVER!!"(set:$grounded="FOREVER") (display:"GROUNDING REACTION")]]}

The next day is overcast, but you've got sunshine in your pocket. You take the subway three stops, practically dancing the entire way. //(print:$name)'s permanent babysitter...// (set:$at_school=1) You remember, just a couple of weeks ago, (print:$name) sneering at you when you got a lower grade on Calculus. Or the time (print:$name) pulled your hair as (print:$pronoun) was running past during the mile run in gym, at just the right moment so that nobody saw...//Let's see them just **try** to pull any of that now!// You grin, replaying Dierdre's words in your mind: //You will **not** talk to Miss Emily like that.// You giggle aloud -- the other passengers must think you're listening to something hilarious on your headphones. But you're only picturing (print:$name)'s face.... ---- The courtyard is bustling with students, a tide of green plaid skirts, white blouses, and navy blazers. Still, it doesn't take long for you to pick (print:$name) out of the crowd: (print:$pronoun) is sitting at (print:$poss_pronoun) usual table, clearly paying no attention to the conversation. When your eyes meet, (print:$pronoun) gets up and tries to leave through the hallway behind you, but they have to pass right by you to do so. //Let's start this day right...// [(color:green)[**What will Emily do?**] [[Remind (print:$name) to be good|NEUTRAL 2]] [[Spank (print:$name) for no reason|BAD 2]] [Go with (print:$name) to class]<class| [[Nothing now, but join (print:$name) at lunch|GOOD 2]]]<choice| (click:?class)[(replace:?choice)[You sidle up to (print:$name) as (print:$pronoun) passes, and (print:$pronoun) makes a face. "What do //you// want?" "That's no way to talk to your babysitter, (print:$name)," you say. (print:$name) looks around, wide-eyed, at the students passing. Of course, (print:$pronoun)'s terrified that someone will overhear the two of you talking realize (print:$poss_pronoun) humiliating situation -- (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes flash with rage, but also fear, as she hisses: "Cut it out! P-People //can't// know about this!" "Don't concern yourself with what people think. Just make sure //you// be a good (print:$gender)." Your rival groans, covering (print:$poss_pronoun) face as the flush rises. "And to help you do that," you say, smirking, "I've decided I'm going to come with you to first period." (print:$name) blinks. "B-But...you're not in my first period." "No, I'm not. I'm coming just to watch and make sure that //you// behave." "Y-You can't do that!" (print:$name) exclaims. "Y-You'll be missing your class!" You shrug. "I have theater first period. It's an easy A. I'll make up the work later...I'm going with //you// in every class! Now, go ahead and lead the way: I'll be right behind you." You glance down at (print:$name)'s backside, which is surely still sore from this weekend. The first bell rings, and (print:$name) winces, realizing (print:$pronoun)'s helpless! You follow (print:$pronoun) all the way to class... --- And throughout the rest of the day, you keep (print:$name)'s schedule. This isn't too hard, since most of your classes are together anyway...but when people notice Emily Rachelle-Briton and (print:$name) Holloway walking around joined at the hip, they start to notice. "Miss Briton, you're not in this period -- I don't have you until fifth." Mr. Henson observes as you go in. "I know, Mr. Henson," you reply. "I'm here to keep (print:$name) company today and make sure (print:$pronoun) takes (print:$poss_pronoun) notes." "Hmm..." Mr. Henson says, nodding but still looking perplexed. (print:$name)'s classmates look at each other and snicker, while (print:$name) looks as though (print:$pronoun)'s trying (print:$poss_pronoun) to disappear into the floor... This continues in each class:. You never openly tell anyone the secret, but the whispers that //something// is up have spread across the school by first passing. (print:$name) looks miserable, red-faced and scowling through every class, trying to hide behind a book all through third period...(set:$reveal=1) At last, the bell rings, and it's time for lunch. [[Continue|GOOD 2]]]]

You enter (print:$name)'s bedroom after rapping twice at the doorframe, not waiting to hear (print:$pronoun) respond. "Coming in!" (if:$brattiness <= 1)[(print:$name) is holding (print:$poss_pronoun) elbow, looking at the ground, wearing the fuzzy blue pajamas Dierdre must have picked for (print:$do_pronoun), with rubber ducks, butt flap, and all. "Well, look who's dressed! And don't you look //adorable,//" you say, relishing the bright blush that spreads over (print:$name)'s cheeks. (print:$name) says nothing. You decide to give a little test. "Spin around, please -- I want to see that bottom of yours," you say. (print:$name) blushes more darkly...but (print:$pronoun) turns around. You open the flap, and (print:$name) whimpers, too embarrassed for words, biting (print:$poss_pronoun) lip as you marvel at (print:$poss_pronoun) bright red tushy, squeezing it through the opening. "It's still warm!" you exclaim. "Like fresh baked bread. Ha!" "A-Are you going to spank me again, Miss Emily?" (print:$name) asks in a small voice. "Oh no," you say calmly. "Not now. You've been a good (print:$gender), getting in your PJs and ready for bed all by yourself." (print:$name) sighs in relief. "Th-thank you, Miss Emily." "Unless, of course, you think you //need// a spanking," you say, leaning in close. "N-No, Emily -- //Miss// Emily..." (print:$name) stammers. "I-I'll be good." "Good. Now get into bed." And so (print:$name) does, without another word. And even though it's barely 8o'clock when you turn out the lights, you don't hear another peep...//Learning all those lessons must have tuckered (print:$do_object) out,// you think, giggling to yourself all the way down the stairs and out into the night. //I'd say my work here is just about done!//]{ }(else-if:$brattiness <= 2)[(print:$name) is scowling, arms crossed, in a pair of pajamas obviously picked out by Dierdre (they're fuzzy and robin-egg blue with yellow duckies on them, and a flap at the back of the bottoms). You stifle a laugh and say, "Oh, good, you're dressed! Did you brush your teeth?" (print:$name) crosses one foot over the other. "This is //so// freaking //stupid//," (print:$pronoun) grumbles, unable to meet your eye. "(print:$name), you say sharply. "Don't make me wash out that smart mouth of yours. Did you brush your teeth or not?" "Yes, I did, okay?!" (print:$name) exclaims, stamping (print:$poss_pronoun) foot. "And I washed behind my ears and always wear clean underwear, //happy?//" "You don't //always// wear clean undies," you say, grinning, and (print:$name) blushes fiercely. You walk to (print:$poss_pronoun)'s bed and gesture for them to get in. (print:$name) obeys, looking confused and annoyed, as though (print:$pronoun) wasn't sure //why// (print:$pronoun) was obeying but couldn't stop (print:$poss_pronoun) body from doing it. "//There's// a good (print:$gender)," you say as (print:$name), still looking befuddled and humiliated, squirms under the covers. You go to the lights and flick them off -- you can still see (print:$name)'s glowing red face in the dark. "Nighty-night, (print:$name). See you tomorrow." You hear a soft grunt of acknowledgement before you close the door.]{ }(else:)[There's (print:$name), lying on (print:$poss_pronoun) bed -- and looking at (print:$poss_pronoun) phone! "What do you think you're doing?" you say sharply, hand on your hip. "You aren't even in your pajamas!" "You can't send me to bed like I'm a little kid," (print:$name) says, glaring at you. "It's only, like, eight o'clock!" "Listen to me, you naughty (print:$gender)," you say, snatching the phone from (print:$poss_pronoun) hand. "Hey! Give that back!" "When I tell you it's //time for bed// --" you say, dragging (print:$name) over your lap. "Wh-what are you //doing//! Stop! Lemme go!" "-- then it is //time for bed!//" //WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!// It doesn't take long for (print:$name) to start kicking and squirming on your knees, trying to cover (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom with both hands. You easily pin them to (print:$poss_pronoun) back and resume spanking (print:$do_pronoun) over (print:$poss_pronoun) pants, which are snug enough that you can see the outline of every curve in fine detail. Pretty soon, (print:$name) is wailing and pleading. "//Stop! STOP! IT HURTS!//" "Damn right it hurts," you say. "You've been nothing but //stubborn// and //rude// all day, and if you keep it up, I'm getting the hairbrush!" //WHAP! THWAP! THWAP!// (if:$all_day is 1)["Go ahead and keep whining. I can do this allllll day...as a matter of fact, I think that I //will!// This weekend, you're getting an //All-Day Punishment!//" "Wh-what?! //Noooooo//!" (print:$name) gasps. "I-I //can't// do that! I just can't!" "You should have thought of //that// before you decided to backsass me about every little thing! Not feeling so bratty //now,// are you?"] For the rest of bedtime, (print:$name) is sulky and glaring, (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes red and wet...but (print:$pronoun) doesn't dare talk back. Soon enough, (print:$pronoun)'s in pajamas and in bed, and you're whistling a tune as you step out of the Holloway apartment into the cool night air.]

"You're coming with //me//," you say, grabbing (print:$name) by the wrist. "Wh-What are you -- //hey!//" You pull your rival through thr crowded hallways and down a set of stairs to the band room level. Since no one has a homeroom down there, the basement hallway bathroom is rarely ever used -- making it a perfect place to give (print:$name) a bun-beating (print:$pronoun) won't forget! "In here," you say, pushing through the door of the (print:$gender)'s room. "Emily, //s-stop// it!" (print:$name) whines. "What did I even //do?//" With a sharp laugh, you bend (print:$name) over the sink and (if:$gender is "girl")[flip up her skirt](else:)[tug down his pants]. (print:$name) gasps, as you pull (print:$poss_pronoun) underwear to (print:$poss_pronoun) knees with a flick of your wrist. "Oh, nothing really," you say as (print:$pronoun) throws back (print:$poss_pronoun) arm to shield (print:$poss_pronoun) round backside. "Just thought like you looked like you needed a spanking this morning!" //WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! FWAP! THWAP!// "Aha! Ow! //STOP!// OW! This isn't //FUNNY!!//" And so, right there in the school bathroom, you spank your rival's bare bottom until its a rosey pink, alternating between cheeks, and watching (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes widen and narrow in the mirror. //THWAP! THWAP! WHAP! WHOP!// "Aaaaieee! OW! It //hurts!//" Sometimes, (print:$name) glares at you with all the indignation (print:$pronoun) can muster, now that you can see (print:$poss_pronoun) entire tushy and what's between (print:$poss_pronoun) legs...but mostly, (print:$pronoun) just blushes darker and darker, until the tips of (print:$poss_pronoun) ears are blazing hot, and (print:$pronoun) looks to be on the verge of humiliated tears. //THWOP! THWAP! WHAP! WHAP!// "Gggaaaaaiaaaaaaaeeeeee! P-Please! //Emily!// OWWW!" The bathroom echoes with the sounds of your palm smacking (print:$pronoun) naked behind, and soon enough (print:$name) is wailing and pleading for you to stop. At long last, you're satisfied. You clap your hands together and step back to admire your work: (print:$name) will be having a //very// hard time sitting down in class today, and (print:$pronoun) winces as (print:$pronoun) stands and gently touches (print:$poss_pronoun) smarting bottom. "S-so //unfair,//" (print:$pronoun) hisses through gritted teeth. "Hey, now -- I'm your babysitter!" you remind (print:$do_pronoun). "That means I make the rules -- and if I decide you need a little //maintenance,// then what I say goes!" (print:$name) sniffles miserably, eyes full of rage...but (print:$pronoun) says nothing, knowing there's nothing (print:$pronoun) can do that won't come back around to burn (print:$do_pronoun)...quite literally. Just then, the bell rings for first period. "Have a good day in class, (print:$name)," you say, picking up your backpack and waving as you leave. "Oh -- and be good!" --- After the impromptu spanking you give (print:$do_pronoun) in the morning, (print:$name) (understandably) steers clear of you for the rest of the day. You don't see (print:$do_pronoun) at lunch, and figure (print:$pronoun) probably would rather not have everyone asking why (print:$pronoun)'s sitting so weird on the cafeteria benches. You can't help but laugh at the thought of a teacher asking her in class: "M(if:$gender is "girl")[s](else:)[r]. Holloway, will you please stop //wiggling// in your chair?" But at the same time, you can't help but wonder if you've made matters //worse// with (print:$name) -- from a discipline perspective, that is. Now that you've completely abused your authority as babysitter, (print:$pronoun) is less likely than ever to take it very seriously...now that (print:$pronoun) sees the whole thing as being totally unfair and arbitrary, (print:$pronoun) might actually become //brattier//... ...Still, didn't that feel //awesome?// You have to admit, it was pretty great to watch your biggest rival's cheeks redden as you spanked them! You can still picture their eyes twitching and nostrils flaring in the mirror as both buttocks bounced like marionettes -- it's just //too funny// not to take advantage! You attend the rest of your classes in a great mood, whistling as you work, until the end of the day when you get a text message.... UNFINISHED567: You spank (print:$name) at school in the (print:$gender)'s bathroom for no reason other than you think it's funny. This makes (print:$name) even madder and brattier... (color:red)[**+1 BRATTINESS**](set:$brattiness=$brattiness+1)(set:$spankings=$spankings+1)(set:$soreness=$soreness+2) (color:blue)[**You've spanked (print:$name) (print:$spankings) times.**] [[Continue|3]]

You're standing just outside the courtyard with a to-go latte from Starbucks when the first text comes in.(set:$at_school=0) It's from Dierdre. (color:green)[So sorry to bother you, Emily, but are you free tonight?] You consider your schedule: //I could move binge-watching Netflix and staring at my phone to tomorrow...// (color:green)[Definitely] you text back. The next message comes in seconds. (color:green)[Oh, good! I have to go to a dinner with my husband tonight -- he's back in town, but only for this one event. Could you see that (print:$name) does (print:$poss_pronoun) homework?] When you finish reading the text, you take a sip of your latte and text back, (color:green)[On it] with a thumbs up emoji, and Mrs. Holloway "hearts" your message right away. (color:green)[Thank you thank you. The key is in the usual place.] You turn on a dime and head for 5th Avenue, whistling a tune. ---- The moment you open the door, you can tell it's going to be a long evening. It looks as though (print:$name) shedded (print:$poss_pronoun) uniform the moment the door closed behind (print:$do_pronoun). And (print:$pronoun) didn't bother picking it up, either: you almost trip over the(if:$gender is "boy")[blue slacks, collared shirt, dress socks and shoes](else:)[green-plaid skirt, white blouse, dress stockings and flats] as you're stepping through the doorway. You glance up at the Punishment Board, which reads: ==><== ###BEDTIME 8:30PM ###(if:$grounded is "FOREVER")[GROUNDED FOREVER](else:)[(if:$grounded>0)[GROUNDED (if:$grounded is 1)[UNTIL FRIDAY](if:$grounded is 2)[FOR 1 WEEK](if:$grounded is 3)[FOR 2 WEEKS](if:$grounded is 4)[FOR 1 MONTH](if:$grounded is 5)[FOR 2 MONTHS"]]] ###DISCIPLINE DECIDED ###BY EMILY, PERMANENT BABYSITTER <== ...only "BABYSITTER" has been crossed out, and above it //somebody// has written "//BITCH//." "Oh, dear." You go to the board with a long sigh and erase it completely. //We'll fill this back in when I decide what I'm going to do with you, (print:$name),// you think. //Oh, what**ever** will I do with you?// You follow the sound into the living room and find (print:$name) watching TV, bare feet up on the couch, dressed only in (if:$gender is "boy")[boxer shorts](else:)[white panties] and a loose black tee shirt. Not noticing you enter, (print:$pronoun) continues to crunch potato chips as the reality TV show contestants babble. //Looks like (print:$pronoun) knew (print:$poss_pronoun) mom wouldn't be home and decided to take full advantage! Just **look** at those crumbs on the couch!// "A//hem//." (print:$name) turns and drops a the chip in (print:$poss_pronoun) hand. "Emily!!" (print:$pronoun) exclaims. "Wh-what are you doing here?! M-Mom didn't say..." Then (print:$poss_pronoun) face falls. "Did you...happen to look at...the Punishment Board?" (color:green)[**What should Emily do?**] [[Give (print:$name) a spanking]<spank| [Watch TV with (print:$name)]<watch|]<choice| (click:?spank)[(replace:?choice)[You've make your decision -- //What choice do I even have?!// and leap into action! (print:$name) yelps and tries to spring off the couch, but you easily grab (print:$poss_pronoun) forearm and pull (print:$do_pronoun) over the back of the couch. "Don't you //dare// try to run from me," you say. "You //know// you have this coming!" You grab (print:$name)'s underwear by the hem and yank upwards, //hard//! "Gnaaa//oowww!// Emily, that hurts!" (print:$name) exclaims as the wedgie digs into (print:$poss_pronoun) backside. "Ooooo//wwwwaha!//" "//Good//," you declare. "It should. And //this// should hurt //too//." //WHAP! FWHAP! WHAP! FWHAP! WHAP!// "Gah! //Ow!// E-Emily, //stop!//" Each smack brings a pink handprint to the smooth surface of (print:$name)'s wedgied backside. "Your mom texts me to check that you're doing your homework -- and //what// do I find?" you scold. //SMACK! WHAP!// "Here you are --" //FWAP! THWAP!// "-- watching TV --" //WHAP! FWAP!// "-- and sitting --" //THWAP! THWAP! THWAP!// "-- on your //lazy// butt! Well, we'll fix that, won't we?" "Ggaaaaahaa!" (print:$name) exclaims. With (print:$poss_pronoun) undies floshed between (print:$poss_pronoun) pinkened cheeks, (print:$pronoun)'s starting to look //very// sorry. But -- unfortunately for (print:$do_pronoun) -- (print:$poss_pronoun) mouth doesn't quite get the memo. "Get //off// of me, Emily! This is so freaking //unfair!// You //bitch!//" At the sound of the word, the slaps suddenly stop...and (print:$name)'s eyes go wide. "Oh," you say softly. "I see." "Y-You see what?" (print:$name) says, craning (print:$poss_pronoun) neck to look at you -- although the extra effort makes (print:$do_pronoun) bounce on the crotch of (print:$poss_pronoun) underwear. "See //what//?" "I see," you say slowly, "that I'm going to have to try something a little //different// to help //this// lesson sink in." (color:green)[**What should Emily do?**] [[Give a mouth soaping|GOOD 3]] [[Use the thermometer|BAD 3]] [[Cornertime, then early bed|NEUTRAL 3]]]]{ }(click:?watch)[(replace:?choice)[(color:red)[**This will be an option leading to the //NICE BABYSITTER// route, which has not been completed yet. Tune in later for the other ending!** [[Back|3]]]]]

As (print:$name) is brushing past you, you gently take (print:$poss_pronoun) arm, pull (print:$do_pronoun) towards you, and whisper into (print:$poss_pronoun) ear: "//Remember to behave today, naughty (print:$gender).//" The blush rushes into (print:$name)'s cheeks, and (print:$pronoun) suddenly looks as though (print:$pronoun) were about to be ill, or perhaps a sudden need to pee -- which may be what people think as (print:$pronoun) pulls away from you and races down the halls, practically shoving people aside to make (print:$poss_pronoun) escape. "Don't forget!" you call after (print:$do_pronoun), grinning ear to ear. ---- Your reminder seems to have the intended effect, because for the rest of the day, (print:$name) is on (print:$poss_pronoun) //best// behavior, especially whenever you're watching. During lunch, you see (print:$pronoun) about to cut in front of one of your friends in the cafeteria...but then, as though (print:$pronoun) could //feel// your eyes on (print:$do_pronoun), (print:$pronoun) looks down at the floor and goes to the back of the line. On the one hand, this //does// mean you don't have any opportunities to punish (print:$do_pronoun)...which //is//, after all, the fun part. But the situation changes after school, when you receive a text from Dierdre... [[Continue|3]]

Your high school's cafeteria is probably the only one offering sparkling water as an option, much less a poached salmon entre with a side of truffle oil fries -- but you aren't interested in the lunch menu today. Instead, you're scanning the cafeteria for (print:$name), your tray empty except for your Perrier. Your eyes light on her in the line, standing with (print:$poss_pronoun) friends, looking ahead with a sour expression. Then you see your friend Francesca, just a few spots in front of her, talking to a boy you've seen with her before, a shy senior named Peter White. She's laughing in the silly, open, confident way that you like seeing, and Peter is beaming, happy to have told a joke she enjoyed. You feel a twinge of happiness for your friend... ...and then you see (print:$name) coming up behind with an opened pint of oat milk! "Hey! //Francesca, look out!//" But over the din of the cafeteria, no one could possibly hear you. The oat milk pours out over Francesca's black, curly hair, streaming over her face and over her sweatervest. There's a jarring //rush// of sound as the line realizes what's happened and people turn, craning their necks to see. (print:$name) smirks and says -- too soft for your to hear at a distance, but clearly enough that you can read (print:$poss_pronoun) lips: //Oopsie!// Her friends crow triumphantly as Francesca, mouth open, hands up and frozen in place, tries to stay still enough that the oat milk doesn't drip down her blouse. You rush over, grabbing a handful of napkins from a table along the way, and push past Peter -- who looks completely stunned and helpless, poor guy -- and start to mop up the milk pooling at Francesca's shoulders. "It's running down my back!" Francesca squeals pitifully. "My bad, Francesca," (print:$name) says loudly as the sound returns to the cafeteria, amplified by laughter and retellings, "I meant to pour it out in the trash, and you were in the way!" You shoot (print:$name) a furious look, and (print:$pronoun) returns it defiantly. You read the entire story in that one look: it's an expression that says, //See? That's what you get!// As though Francesca had anything to do with (print:$poss_pronoun) mother hiring you as a babysitter. As though if (print:$pronoun) couldn't get revenge on //you//, (print:$pronoun) could just take it out on your //friends//. Your blood boils. You finish dabbing Francesca's hair, cast one final look at poor Peter, his face splattered with oat milk, and then return your gaze to (print:$name). The raucous laughter and shouting of teachers seems to become distant. You know //exactly// what needs to be done. (print:$name) needs to be //taught a lesson.// This brattiness is //never// going to stop until (print:$name) learns a lesson...and the lesson needs to be //more// than just fun for you. It needs to show (print:$name) that this sort of behavior is //not// okay... //...but how do I do that?// You only get one chance at this, you realize. You need to do this //right//. [(color:green)[**What should you do to punish (print:$name) for bullying your friend?**] [[Spank (print:$name) NOW in an empty classroom|SCHOOL SPANKING 1]] [Tell (print:$name) (print:$pronoun) will be spanked at home]<home| (unless:$grounded is "FOREVER")[{}[Ground (print:$name) for...]<ground|]]<choice| (click:?home)[(replace:?choice)[In the midst of all of the chaos -- teachers yelling themselves hoarse, mainly, trying to override the madness in the lunchline -- you manage to grab (print:$name) by the earlobe and pull them close! One of (print:$poss_pronoun) friends makes a snide comment that you don't completely hear, because at the same time you whisper sharply in (print:$poss_pronoun) ear: "Go ahead and laugh now, but just //wait//.(if:$all_day is 1)[ Remember that All-Day Punishment I told you about?" (print:$name) freezes in place. "That's right.] I'm going to give you the spanking of your //life// for this." And just like that, it turns out the joke isn't so funny. (print:$name)'s face falls and (print:$pronoun) goes a little pale. Most of the people around are too distracted to notice, but (print:$name)'s friends in the line see (print:$poss_pronoun) face change and start to look less cocky. You take Francesca by the shoulder and lead her away without looking back. //No need to paint a clearer picture,// you think. //Let's just let (print:$pronoun) imagine it for a while,// you think, a smirk playing at your lips. (if:$all_day is 1)[The //All-Day Punishment.// An entire day to discipline (print:$name)'s naughty bottom. A full 24-hours of butt-blistering spankings and mouth-soapings and anything else the permanent babysitter can dream up. //Oho, (print:$name) has **really** done it this time,// you think. //I can't wait for the weekend to be here...// --- And it does come quickly -- quickly enough that (print:$name) manages not to get in any //more// trouble, not that it matters. The Spanking of (print:$name)'s Life is finally here... ...and once again, //you// are in charge. [[Continue|ALL-DAY PUNISHMENT]]](else:)[ --- That night, you give (print:$name) a barebottom spanking that ends with (print:$do_pronoun) in tears. At first, (print:$name) tried to argue...but there was no arguing once Dierdre came home. "You ought to be //grateful// Miss Emily didn't spank your naughty bottom right there in the lunchline!" Dierdre exclaimed. "M-Mom -- it was a //joke//!" "And not a particularly funny one," you say sternly. (print:$name) cuts (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes at you, but when (print:$pronoun) sees your expression, (print:$pronoun) falters. Immediately, (print:$poss_pronoun) attitude changes: for the first time, (print:$pronoun) seems to //know// (print:$pronoun)'s messed up. //And (print:$pronoun) certainly has.// First, you command (print:$pronoun) strip down to only their socks. You take (print:$do_pronoun) over your knee, scolding the entire time. //WHAP! THWAP! WHAP! WHAP!// "Ow! //OW!// P-Please, I'm sorry, I -- GAH!" "You're saying sorry to me, but it's Francesca you should be sorry to. Tomorrow, you are going to //march// your red butt over to her and apologize //first thing!//" "OW! //OW! Okay, okay, okay -- I WILL!//" But that's only the beginning. Next, you bring (print:$name) into the kitchen, where the wooden spoon is waiting on the counter. //**CRACK! THWACK! WHACK!**// "AAAAHAA! //EmilypleaseI'llbegoodIswearIiaaaaaaEEEEEEEE!//" You spank them in the kitchen with the wooden spoon until (print:$poss_pronoun) is sore and bruised -- but there's one final stop. After parading (print:$do_pronoun), red-bottomed and stark naked, to the bathroom for bath brush spanking over the edge of the clawfoot tub. //**THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! FWACK!**// "WAAAAAHAAAAAHAAA! PUH-PLEASE! IT HUUUUUURTS!" "I //know// it hurts. It //should// hurt for what you chose to do today." //**THWACK! THWACK! FWACK! THWOCK!**// "OHMIGOD! OHMI//GOOOOOOOODDDDD!//" "Are you going to be a good (print:$gender) tomorrow?" "YESYESYESI'LLBEGOODIPROMISE" "And you'll say you're sorry to my friend?" "YESYESYESI'MSORRYI'MSOSORRRYYYYYYYYY//EEEEHEEEEEHEEEEE!//" You give (print:$name)'s thighs a few more good //whacks// before commanding (print:$do_pronoun) get ready for an early bedtime. By this point, (print:$poss_pronoun) entire backside is throbbing and swollen, as red and hot as (print:$poss_pronoun) face is from crying. You feel drained but satisfied as you hear the shower turning on, followed by fresh sobs from (print:$name) as the water touches (print:$poss_pronoun) tender rear. You go downstairs for a cup of celebratory tea. You taught (print:$name) a valuable lesson today...//Now all that's left to do is put (print:$poss_pronoun) to bed.// ---- (display:"EARLY BEDTIME") [[Continue|3]]]] ](click:?ground)[(replace:?choice)[(display:"GROUNDING") [Continue]<cont|(click-replace:?cont)[Even in the crowded lunchline, your voice rings out clear. The students around you look at each other completely perplexed -- some laugh, thinking it must be a joke, until the look on (print:$name)'s face tells them it most certainly is not. "(print:$name)," one of (print:$pronoun) friends says tentatively. "...Did...did Emily just //ground// you?" "That's it, (print:$name) -- go to your room!" some jokester calls out. The tension is broken, and the entire cafeteria -- even a few of the faculty -- start to laugh. (print:$name)'s face flushes bright red, and (print:$pronoun) storms away from the line with humiliated tears standing in (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes. You watch (print:$do_pronoun) go with your arms folded, saying nothing, deep in thought. //Forget getting yelled at in public by your mom -- getting grounded by your rival in front of the whole school? That's gotta sting...// you think. //I may have just let the cat out of the bag for (print:$name)...it'll be a long time before (print:$pronoun) lives that down...(set:$reveal=1)// [[Spank (print:$name) NOW in an empty classroom|SCHOOL SPANKING 1]] [[Continue|3]]]]]

"Don't worry, Dierdre -- I'll take care of it," you say. As the Holloways look on, you seem to grow a foot tall. Despite actually being shorter than both of them, you seem to tower over (print:$name) as you command, in a tone of voice that is both hypnotic and stern: "Go fetch the hairbrush and take it to your room. //Now.// By the time I get there, your bottom //will// be bared and you //will// be ready to take your punishment." "B-But --" "I said **//now//**." Before (print:$poss_pronoun) mind can put together the pieces of a cogent argument, (print:$name)'s feet are carrying (print:$do_pronoun) away and up the stairs, face flushed and eyes wide. At the top of the stairs, (print:$pronoun) nearly trips before scampering down the hall and to (print:$poss_pronoun) bedroom." Dierdre's eyebrows are arched as she says: "//Very// impressive." You smile, self-satisfied. "It's all about the voice." "I'll say. You nearly had //me// rushing off for the brush." Both of you laugh. Then Dierdre, suddenly remembering something, reaches into her purse on the counter to pull out a check. "Here's your payment for tonight, I hope you don't mind that I've written a check. From here on out, I'll make all of your payments on weekends. Usual rate sound fair?" You nod. "More than fair." "You //really// have a way with (print:$do_pronoun)," Dierdre says, with an appreciative sigh. "If //anyone// has a chance of getting through, it's you." You can't help but swell with pride. "Thanks, Dierdre," you say. She gives you a //don't-mention-it// nod. Then you jerk your thumb towards the stairs. "I'd better go give (print:$name) that spanking." "Make it a good one," Dierdre says, and she winks. You slip the check into your pocket and climb the stairs two at a time. --- You open the door to (print:$name)'s bedroom, and you're a little surprised to find them standing with their pajama bottoms on the floor in front of them, holding the hairbrush in both clenched fists. (print:$name) seems even more surprised than you: (print:$pronoun)'s eyebrows are pressed together, and (print:$pronoun) seems to be wondering, //What the hell am I doing?!// But instead of saying that as you enter, hand out for the brush, (print:$pronoun) purses (print:$poss_pronoun) lips and extends the hairbrush to you. "This will be over my lap," you say sternly. You cast about for a chair, finding one by (print:$name)'s desk. You pull it to the center of the room and sit, patting your lap. (print:$name)'s face looks hot enough to light (print:$poss_pronoun) hair on fire as (print:$pronoun) climbs over your knees, round bottom in the air, nose only inches off the ground. "This spanking is for talking back to me, and saying my rules are //made up,//" you say sharply. "The next time you ignore or bad-mouth my authority as your babysitter, you'll have more of the same...only you'll be taking your spanking with a bar of soap in your mouth. //Got it//?" (print:$name) whimpers. "I said, //Got it?//" "Yes, yes!" (print:$pronoun) exclaims. "Just...Let's..." You can tell (print:$pronoun)'s swallowing the words '//get this over with//', since it may be taken as more bad-mouthing. You adjust your knees and tap (print:$name)'s behind with the hard wooden back of the hairbrush. Then you bring the brush up... ...And... //**CRACK!**// "Mmmmph//aaaaaaowwww!//" (print:$name) yowls, kicking up one foot as the brush's back flattens (print:$poss_pronoun) right buttock. //**WHACK!**// "Ooooowwwwwwwwahaaa!" A bright pink mark stands out against the already sore flesh of (print:$poss_pronoun) behind, and (print:$poss_pronoun) cheeks clench tightly, bracing... //**THWOCK!**// "Gaaaahaa! I'm sorry! I'm //sorry!//" "You'll be a good (print:$gender) from now on?" //**CRACK!**// "OWWWWWWWW! YES! YES, I WILL!" "No more talking back?" //**WHOCK!**// "OOWWWWWWWWWWIIEEEEE!" (print:$name)'s eyes are wide and full of glimmering tears. Kicking (print:$poss_pronoun) feet wildly, (print:$pronoun) gasps and hiccups before dropping (print:$poss_pronoun) head: "Y-YES. I promise...no more talking back..." //**THWOCK!**// "AAAAHAAAAIIEEEE!" "Because I'm your babysitter --" //**FWACK!**// "--so //I'm// in charge...right?" //**THWOCK! THWACK! WHACK!**// "OOOAAAHHAAHA! YES! YES! YOU'RE MY BABYSITTER! YOU'RE IN CHARGE!" The searing smacks against (print:$name)'s already sore bottom are too much to take, and (print:$pronoun) breaks down in tears. On and on, the smacks ring out: through the apartment, down the busy Manhattan streets, through the rain-slickened city and the cool night air. Soon, (print:$name)'s cries are a constant stream of blubbering nonsense, and (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom is glowing cherry-red and hotter than the steam from a subway grate. You set the hairbrush down, admiring your work. "Trust me, (print:$name), I can do this all day," you say. Then, an idea comes to your mind. "...In fact..." You take (print:$name) by the chin and angle (print:$poss_pronoun) so (print:$pronoun) eyes are looking into yours. "...if I decide you aren't being properly respectful again, I //will// punish you all day. It'll be an All-Day Punishment. I'll come over on Sunday, eat a balanced breakfast, and spank your bottom //all.// //Day. Long.// Do I make myself clear?" (print:$name) is crying too much to speak, so (print:$pronoun) just nods, frantic. "Good. Now -- //get your red bottom into bed!//" --- As you leave the Holloway apartment, you think again of the All Day Punishment. Dierdre had //loved// the idea when you ran it past her. //Now that I'm (print:$name)'s permanent babysitter, I can do whatever I want,// you think, smirking to yourself all the way home. //I **am** in charge...// And there's certainly no doubting that now!(set:$all_day=1) (color:green)[**-1 BRATTINESS**](set:$brattiness=$brattiness-1)(set:$spankings=$spankings+1)(set:$soreness=$soreness+2) (color:blue)[**You've spanked (print:$name) (print:$spankings) times.**] [[Continue|2]]

"You are coming with //me//," you say. Your voice is low enough that the people crowded around you don't hear anything other than perhaps an ominous rumbling, but (print:$name) hears clearly. Immediately, (print:$poss_pronoun) nostrils flare, and (print:$poss_pronoun) cheeks start to glow. You hear what's burning in (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes as clearly as if it were being shouted at you: //You can't be serious,// it seems to say. //You wouldn't actually do anything **here**?// //Oh, wouldn't I?// Reading your eyes, (print:$name) gets a look like someone's just poured ice water down (print:$poss_pronoun) underpants. You grab your rival and whisk them away from the cafeteria before the chaos can resolve, sneaking out of the dining hall and into one of the first floor corridors with hardly anyone noticing. (print:$name) struggles against your pull, but keeps silent until you reach the door of a classroom and start to push inside. Then the words explode out of (print:$poss_pronoun) mouth: "What are you //doing//?!" "You should be //ashamed// of yourself," you say, slamming the door shut behind you. (print:$name) looks like (print:$pronoun) wants to be defiant, but a part of (print:$do_pronoun) wavers. As much as (print:$pronoun) hates //you//, (print:$name) must know that Francesca didn't do anything to deserve that. You step forward, and (print:$pronoun) flinches. "I put up with a lot of sass from you," you say, "But bullying my friends is //over the line.// "You...b-what...I didn't..." (print:$name) stammers, looking around without knowing what to say. The classroom is empty: there are some math equations written on the board, and one of those **HANG IN THERE!** posters on the wall with a kitten trying to hold onto a branch. You're pretty sure this is Mr. Jung's classroom -- you don't have his class, but your friend Amelia does. She says he's ridiculously boring. //So this might be the most interesting thing that's ever happened in this room.// "(if:$gender is "boy")[Take your pants down](else:)[Lift your skirt up and] bend over that desk." (print:$name)'s eyes flash, and objection on (print:$poss_pronoun) lips -- but you cut it off. "//Now//." For a moment, everything seems silent and still. (print:$name) takes a sharp breath, as though winding up to say something. But the scarlet blush is creeping to (print:$poss_pronoun) ears...because (print:$pronoun) //knows// (print:$pronoun) deserves this. Because (print:$pronoun) //knows// (print:$pronoun)'s been bad. And so, with a sound like a whimper and a cry of exasperation mixed together, (print:$name) turns and obeys. You look at (print:$name): bent over the teacher's desk, underwear riding up into (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom, pink marks on (print:$poss_pronoun) thighs still from the //other// recent spankings. You take (print:$poss_pronoun) underwear by the hem and pull down, and (print:$poss_pronoun) full naked bottom springs out. "Noo!" (print:$name) cries, reflexively reaching back to cover (print:$poss_pronoun) bared behind. You easily pin (print:$poss_pronoun) hand to (print:$poss_pronoun) back, and (print:$pronoun) looks back at you, biting (print:$poss_pronoun) lip, looking close to tears. "Wh-what if someone comes in?" (print:$pronoun) whines, breathless. "They'll //see!//" "You should have thought about that before you were so //rude// to my friend." "I'msorryI'm//sorry// -- p-please! D...don't..." You see (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes cut towards the door, and you can almost read (print:$poss_pronoun) mind: //At any second, someone could walk in and see (print:$poss_pronoun) punishment -- how could (print:$pronoun) live **that** down?// (print:$name) knows better than to ask for no spanking at all at this point. Instead, (print:$pronoun) says: "Can't it...be quick?" "If you want //that//, you'd better take your spanking like a good (print:$gender)," you say simply. "Now, face the board, bottom out." Close to tears, whimpering softly, but //completely// helpless and out of options, (print:$name) looks ahead and arches (print:$poss_pronoun) back. You raise your hand high...//and bring it down!// [[Continue|SCHOOL SPANKING 2]]

Before (print:$name) can react, you take (print:$do_pronoun) by the ear and guide (print:$do_pronoun) roughly to the bathroom. You slam the faucet open as you and your rival are greeted by your reflections in the mirror: (print:$name)'s face is bright red from anger and embarrassment. "Hey! Leggo! What are you --" (print:$name) realizes too late that you're opening the cabinet where Dierdre keeps fresh soap bars, and (print:$pronoun) stops cold. "Not so mouthy now, hm?" you say as you take out a bar and run it beneath the water. "Open wide!" "Waitwaitwait//waitwaitwaHGNNH!//" You plug up (print:$name)'s mouth with the soap and (print:$pronoun) eyes go wide. Then, swiftly and without hesitation, you bend (print:$do_pronoun) over the sink so (print:$pronoun) is just inches from (print:$poss_pronoun) reflection in the mirror. You raise your hand, and (print:$name)'s eyes go even //wider//. //WHAP!// "Nnnnnngh!" (print:$name) exclaims, lips twitching around the soap. A red handprint blooms on (print:$poss_pronoun) left buttock. "Aghhmm, gahhm!" "You want to use naughty words, huh, (print:$name)?" you say with a grin. //WHAP!// "MMMMMMGGGHNGGG!" Soap lather starts to bubble at the corner of (print:$name)'s lips. "//This// is what naughty brats with potty mouths get -- a good mouth soaping, and a good" -- //THWAP!// -- "hard," -- //WHAP!// -- "spanking!" (print:$name)'s muffled cries deteriorate to moans, and (print:$poss_pronoun) shoulders shake helplessly as the humiliating spanking continues. After you've given (print:$name) a few dozen //hard// smacks, you take your sweet time taking the soap out. As soon as you do, (print:$name)'s blushing face crinkles, and (print:$pronoun) spits foam. "//Bleegah!//" You note with pride that there are deep track marks on the soap as you throw it away. "There. All clean. Now," you say, folding your arms, a sly grin playing across your face. "Let's see that //homework//." ---- (print:$name) completes (print:$poss_pronoun) homework in the kitchen, sitting completely naked at the table, sniffling and shifting miserably from cheek to sore cheek. "C-Can't I just get in my pajamas?" (print:$name) whines. "You can get dressed when you //finish//," you say, still holding (print:$poss_pronoun) underwear and tee-shirt. "Now -- where are your notes for this exam?" After an hour of quizzing (and squirming), you're satisfied that (print:$name) is ready for the test. "Alright," you say, closing the book. "//Now// you can get in your pajamas. It's time for bed." It's only 8:30, but (print:$name) doesn't argue. Instead, (print:$pronoun) stands in a submissive posture -- arms in front -- and leaves to go shower and change. At the bottom of the steps, (print:$pronoun) turns. "...Emily?" You blink, a bit suprised. "Yes?" "...I'm sorry I called you a bitch." You can't help yourself: you grin from ear to ear. "I forgive you, (print:$name). Now get to bed." You're still grinning as you hear footsteps quietly climbing up the stairs. (color:green)[**-1 BRATTINESS**](set:$brattiness=$brattiness-1)(set:$spankings=$spankings+1)(set:$soreness=$soreness+2) (color:blue)[**You've spanked (print:$name) (print:$spankings) times.**] ---- (display:"EARLY BEDTIME") [[Continue|ENDING 1]]

"You wait right //here//," you say sharply. (print:$name) is too frightened to question you -- even when you yank (print:$poss_pronoun) (if:$gender is "boy")[boxers](else:)[panties] off (print:$poss_pronoun) reddened bottom to bare both sore cheeks //and// (print:$poss_pronoun) the small asterisk of (print:$poss_pronoun) butthole to the air. "Wh-Wha?!" is all (print:$pronoun) can manage. You go to the second floor bathroom, taking the steps two at a time. Dierdre showed you this cubbard a while back -- //finally,// a chance to use it! You open the doors and snatch up a tub of petroleum jelly and the thermometer with a label taped to the side that says: (uppercase:($name)). You bring it downstairs, where your rival is waiting, bent over the back of the sofa, looking as though (print:$pronoun) doesn't know //why// (print:$pronoun)'s waiting but can't manage to do //anything else.// When (print:$pronoun) sees you coming down the steps with the thermometer in your hands, (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes go wide. "N-No...wait a second...E-Emily, s-stop it! D-don't...//don'tputthatupmybutt!//" "Hush, you naughty (print:$name)," you snap as you hop beside (print:$name) on the springy couch. "Did you think you could call me the b-word without a consequence?" With your forefinger and thumb, you press apart (print:$name)'s rosey butt cheeks, and (print:$poss_pronoun) rear exit winks. //More like rear entrance,// you think, almost giggling. (print:$name)'s face is so dark red at this point that you //almost// feel sorry. //Almost.// "Nnn//ooooooo!//" (print:$name) whines as you press down (print:$poss_pronoun) ankles. Straining and whimpering, (print:$pronoun) clenches (print:$poss_pronoun) cheeks as tightly as (print:$pronoun) can, but you simply dip the thermometer end into the jar, wait for (print:$poss_pronoun) buttocks to relax, and... "Gggg//aaaaaahaaaahaaaaaaa!//" "Oh //stop whining,//" you command, giving (print:$name)'s bottom a //smack// for good measure. The rectal thermometer sticks up like a flag from (print:$poss_pronoun) red moon, and the sounds (print:$name) makes are music to your ears. When the thermometer beeps, you take it out -- of course, (print:$name) isn't running a fever. But if you were to judge by the temperature in (print:$poss_pronoun) face right now, you're sure (print:$pronoun)'d be burning up! (print:$pronoun) is at the edge of tears, bright red and sniffling. The humiliation of having a thermometer stuck up (print:$poss_pronoun) naughty behind alone would have been punishment enough. Completely put in (print:$poss_pronoun) place, (print:$name) slackens over the couch's back. But as you wash the thermometer and put it away, (print:$name) glares at you fiercely. As satisfying as it might have been, the punishment didn't fit the crime. Now (print:$name) is furious -- justifiably so -- and it's only going to make (print:$pronoun) brattier in the future. //Oh well,// you think as you march (print:$name) up to bed. //Worth it!// ADD 1 BRATTINESS(set:$brattiness=$brattiness+1) ADDS 2 SORENESS(set:$soreness=$soreness+3) --- (display:"EARLY BEDTIME") [[ENDING 1]]

"You're going //straight// to bed tonight, mis(if:$gender is "boy")[ter](else:)[sy]," you say. "But first, march your red bottom to the corner." "//Bed//?" (print:$name) exclaims, swinging around to look at the clock on the wall. "It's not even //6:30!//" "And your bedtime is //seven o'clock SHARP//," you declare. "Twenty minutes of corner time, then ten minutes to shower and get into your PJs..." You check your watch, raising your eyebrows. "Better move //quick//!" "Th-This is ridiculous!" "If you aren't under those covers by seven," you say in your sternest possible voice, standing to your full height so that (print:$name) appears to shrink, "I'll //show// you ridiculous with a leather strap //right across// that red heinie of yours! //Now go!//" (if:$brattiness > 3)[(print:$name)'s eyes narrow, and (print:$pronoun) folds (print:$poss_pronoun) arms. "//No.//" You raise your eyebrows. (print:$name) meets your eyes. For a moment, you can't even hear a pin drop. "Did you say...//no//?" you say calmly. (print:$name)'s lip quivers, but (print:$pronoun) recovers quickly. "That's right. I'm //refusing//." Looking proud of (print:$do_pronoun), (print:$pronoun) tilts up (print:$poss_pronoun) chin. "What are //you// going to do about it? You aren't my babysitter -- you aren't even older than me! You're just a //classmate// of mine -- and a //bitch//, too!" You blink, expressionless, brows still raised. "I'm going to do //exactly// what I want to do, because this is //my// house," (print:$name) goes on. "So that means I'm gonna watch TV until around midnight, text my friends for a while, eat as many snacks as I want, and go to bed when I //damn well please//." Taking this stand seems to be taking a lot out of (print:$name) -- by the end of the rant, (print:$pronoun) practically panting. But the adrenaline pushes (print:$do_pronoun) through to say: "And there's nothing //you// can do about it!" For a moment, no one says anything. The clock on the wall is the loudest sound in the room -- //tick, toc, tick, toc// -- as you and your rival stand face to face, completely silent, (print:$name)'s chest rising and falling slowly. Then... ------ "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWW//UUUUUUGGHHH!// //SEVENTEEN, MISS EMILY!//" You swing the leather strap back, lining up another blistering stroke across (print:$name)'s bared bottom -- already seared to dark crimson, (print:$poss_pronoun) cheeks twitch and clench! You bring the strap down //hard//. //**THWACK!**// "WAAAAHAAAAHAAAAAAAA//AAAAAAAA//!" (print:$name) sobs. Tears are streaming down (print:$poss_pronoun) face, and (print:$poss_pronoun) hiccuping gasps send a salty spray in every direction across the covers of (print:$poss_pronoun) bed. "Puh-//please//," (print:$pronoun) moans. "I'm //sorry// I called you a bitch. I'll be good, I //swear//!" "Too late for that now, isn't it?" you say with a smirk. "I told you what would happen if you weren't ready for bed by seven, and here you are. You chose to be a brat, and this is what happens to bratty (print:$gender)s. Now //count//." "Ei-eighteen," (print:$name) whimpers miserably, gripping the duvet hard enough to leave marks as (print:$poss_pronoun) braces for another twelve. //**FWACK!**// "NGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA//IIIGGGGGH!//" When, at long last, (print:$name)'s strapping is over, you fold that fiersome implement and put it back with Dierdre's other affects. You help (print:$name) change into pajamas -- the soft fabric touch on (print:$poss_pronoun) heinie makes (print:$do_pronoun) squeal, so you open the butt flap so (print:$poss_pronoun) tender bottom is cooled by the night air. It's just after 7:30; if (print:$name) had any ideas about arguing with you about the early bedtime, (print:$pronoun) too exhausted from crying and sore to do so now. Besides, (print:$pronoun) can barely stop crying long enough to reply -- "G-Good night" -- when you say //sweet dreams// and turn out the light. By the time you're out on the street, (print:$name) is probably fast asleep... (color:green)[**-1 BRATTINESS**](set:$brattiness=$brattiness-1)(set:$spankings=$spankings+1)(set:$soreness=$soreness+4) (color:blue)[**You've spanked (print:$name) (print:$spankings) times.**] [[Continue|ENDING 1]]](else:)[For a moment, (print:$name)'s eyebrows draw together and (print:$poss_pronoun) nose wrinkles. It almost seems (print:$pronoun)'s going to talk back -- but it all it takes is an //Are you **sure** you wanna argue?// look from you for (print:$name) to groan and obediently go to the corner. For the next twenty minutes -- you set the timer on your phone -- (print:$name) stands in the corner with (print:$poss_pronoun) hands on (print:$poss_pronoun), half-naked, legs apart. You drink a cup of tea and take a look at the novel Dierdre is reading, but it doesn't hold your interest as much as watching (print:$name) tremble and mutter, nose tucked into the corner, red bottom on full display. (print:$name) is silent the entire time, but you occasionally chime in with some wise words. "See what happens when we're lazy? Next time, it's //homework first!//" At last, the timer goes off, and it's time for (print:$name) to go to bed. Without meeting your eyes, (print:$pronoun) pulls up (print:$poss_pronoun) underwear, wincing a little, and goes upstairs to get ready for 7pm. (display:"EARLY BEDTIME") ---- It doesn't occur to you until you leave that you never actually did get (print:$name) to do (print:$poss_pronoun) homework. "Shoot," you whisper aloud. Then you shrug, smirking a little as you pull your coat tight. //Oh well...some things are just more important...// [[Continue|ENDING 1]]]

Soon enough, your first week as (print:$name)'s permanent babysitter is coming to an end...but are your lessons sinking in? Is (print:$name) still a brat? (if:$brattiness>=3)[Yes -- a HUGE Brat. No matter how many times you take (print:$name) over your lap for a bare-bottom spanking, kicking and screaming, they never seem to give you the respect you deserve! It's always //whine, whine, whine//... ---- //THWACK! THWOP! THWOCK! "Ggaaaahaaaaaaiieee! FREAKING //STOP!//" (print:$name) exclaims, wriggling over your knee for the third spanking of the day. "You know the rules," you reply, not slowing in bringing down the hairbrush: //THWOP! THWOP! THWACK!// "//Eeeeeeaaahaa!//" "Missing homework gets you a //red bottom.//" "This is so freaking //unfair// -- you didn't do that assignment //either!//" (print:$name) howls as you flatten (print:$poss_pronoun) left buttock with the hard brush -- //FWACK!// "Yeah, well, //I'm// the babysitter," is your only reply. The smacks ring out through the apartment. //THWACK! THWOCK! THWACK!// --- It's as though (print:$name) thinks you're spanking (print:$do_pronoun) just for //fun//. You smirk to yourself. //What could have given (print:$do_pronoun) **that** ridiculous idea?// But this week, (print:$name) went too far. It's only think to back-talk your rival-cum-babysitter...it's //another// thing to bully your friends. On Friday, you catch (print:$name) and (print:$poss_pronoun) friends mocking your friend Anna on social media. They found a picture of her at some party and started spreading all kinds of nasty rumors. You found the posts //after// discovering Anna crying in the bathroom at school. //That is **it**,// you decide that evening. //(print:$name) wants to be a brat? Then I'll show (print:$do_pronoun) what brats **get**.//]{ }(else-if:$brattiness is 2 or 1)[...yes and no. (print:$name)'s behavior has definitely improved since you came on the scene -- but (print:$pronoun) still makes trouble at school and at home from time to time. When (print:$pronoun) does, you're there to give a strongly worded reminder. ---- //THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!// "Waaaahaaaahaaaaaow! //Please! It hurts!// J-Just let me dry off!" "Now, (print:$name)," you chide, lining up the bathbrush with (print:$do_pronoun) shiny, naked bottom again for another round of wet //smacks//, "you know the rules. Talking back at bathtime gets you a //wet bottom// spanking." //THWOP!// "Ooooooo//wwwwwwwahaa!//" (print:$name) wails, tears springing to (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes. (print:$name) always seems to get a bit lippy in the evening -- it seems (print:$pronoun)'s still not used to the early bedtimes. But if (print:$name) can't get ready for bed without talking back, what does (print:$pronoun) //expect// to happen? //THWOCK! WHACK! WHOCK!// "OW! OWWWWWW! P-Please! I'll be good!" (print:$name) wails. "I'll be //gooooood!//" --- (print:$name) is trying -- you can tell. Still, it's not quite //good// enough. You've been thinking about how to reign in (print:$name)'s attitude once and for all...and you think you have //just// the right idea.]{ }(else:)[(set:$good_ending=1)(set:$lesson=10)Actually...//no!// (print:$name) seems to have perfectly learned (print:$poss_pronoun) lessons. Dierdre can't get over it. Every time you order (print:$do_pronoun) to bare (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom for a maintenance spanking and (print:$pronoun) hops right to it, she shakes her head, amazed. "You've worked //wonders//," she always says. (print:$name), for (print:$poss_pronoun) part, is quiet, obedient, and //always// submissive. You really have turned (print:$poss_pronoun) attitude around! But even still...there's one idea that you never tried -- an idea you're still curious about, even though you've just about cured (print:$name) of brattiness. You had it on the first night you babysit your rival...] You look up at the Punishment Board, then at the piece of chalk in your hands. You shake it like you were trying to measure it's weight. You bite the inside of your lip. [//Should I, though...?// [Assign the all-day punishment]<assign| [[Put down the chalk and go have dinner|ENDING 2]]]<choice|(click:?assign)[(replace:?choice)[//Yes,// you answer. //Of **course** I should. (print:$name) **needs** this.// And so, on the cleared Punishment Board, you write on: ==><== ###SATURDAY 8AM-8PM: ###ALL DAY PUNISHMENT <== You step back to admire your work, and you feel Dierdre put her hand on your shoulder. "You'd better go home get some rest," she says, eyes twinkling. "Tomorrow is going to be quite a day!" You grin from ear to ear -- you just can't help it. "It certainly will," you say. //It certainly will.// [[Continue|ALL-DAY PUNISHMENT]]]]

==><== #THE ALL DAY PUNISHMENT <== (color:green)[**7:32am**](set:$inventory=(a:)) At 7:30am your phone alarm goes off, and you yawn and stretch. You feel well-rested and at peace. You make yourself coffee in the dark kitchen, listening to the sounds of city in the early morning. As the cars glide down their rain-soaked drives with quiet //shhhh//ing sounds, you trace the soothing path of drops down your living room window. You dress comfortably, black denim jeans and a waffle-shirt, navy blue, perfect for the cold weather. You take your coffee to-go. //Wouldn't want to be late...// The sound of rain on your umbrella as you walk from the subway stop to the Holloway apartment is your only companion, and you feel the tension leaving your shoulders. It was a long week -- between the regular stress of school and (print:$name)'s misbehaving, you were stressed out, you realize now. But now, everything is calm. You have nowhere to be today, and nothing to do, other than giving (print:$name) what (if:$gender is "girl")[s]he deserves. You smile to yourself. //It's going to be a good day...// As you approach the front porch, the yellow stair light turns on, illuminating the falling rain. You fold your umbrella as you reach the door, and it opens smoothly, with barely a sound. Mrs. Holloway, wearing a white cashmir sweater and holding a fragrant cup of tea, motions you inside before calling out to the apartment beyond: "//(print:$name)!// Come down, Emily is here! We'll have some breakfast first, Emily, if that's alright, I had the maid pick up the most delightful apricot preserves, you must try them -- //(print:$name)! Now!//" //...for me, at least,// you think, completing your thought with a small smirk as you unlace your shoes by the door. //It's going to be a good day...for **me**...// [[Continue|BREAKFAST]](set:$outfit=(a:))

UNFINISHED567: (if:$reveal is 1)[On Wednesday, your rival calls in sick from school. [[Pay a visit after school|GOOD 4]] [Text (print:$name)'s mom]<text| [[Skip school to go see (print:$do_pronoun)|BAD 4]] [[Do nothing|NEUTRAL]]](else:)[Wednesday is mostly uneventful. At the end of the day, you get to decide (print:$name)'s bedtime.]

UNFINISHED567: (print:$name) knows they did something wrong... MINUS 1 BRATTINESS(set:$brattiness=$brattiness-1) You can choose to: [Take temperature]<1| [Spank]<2| (click:?1)[Your suspicions are confirms: (print:$name) does not have a fever. You spank (print:$name) with the wooden spoon. (print:$name) explains that (print:$pronoun) doesn't want to go to school because the truth is out. ADDS 2 SORENESS(set:$soreness=$soreness+2) COMPLETED ONE SPANKING(set:$spankings=$spankings+1) [Give All Day punishment]<| [Send to bed early] [Be nice]]

UNFINISHED567: Because you skipped school too, your rival still thinks the punishment is unfair. ADD +1 BRATTINESS(set:$brattiness=$brattiness+1) You can choose to: [Take temperature]<1| [Spank]<2| (click:?1)[Your suspicions are confirms: (print:$name) does not have a fever. You spank (print:$name) with the wooden spoon. (print:$name) explains that (print:$pronoun) doesn't want to go to school because the truth is out. ADDS 2 SORENESS(set:$soreness=$soreness+2) COMPLETED ONE SPANKING(set:$spankings=$spankings+1) [Give All Day punishment]<| [Send to bed early] [Be nice]]

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UNFINISHED567: (print:$name) wants to go out...but is (print:$pronoun) grounded? (if:$grounded is 0)[You get to decide. [Let (print:$name) go out]<y| [Don't]<n| (click:?y)[You let (print:$name) go out...and they miss curfew! [Give the All Day punishment]<good| [Spank]<neutral|(click:?neutral)[You spank (print:$name) over your knee, but it doesn't seem to phase (print:$do_pronoun).] [Send to bed early]<bad|(click:?bad)[(print:$name) learns nothing from this.(set:$brattiness=$brattiness+1)] ] (click:?n)[You say they can't go out. Mom is pleased.(set:$grounded=1) [[Continue|5]]]](else:)[Because (print:$name) is grounded, they have to stay in. You can choose what to do with them. They argue, but of course mom has your side...so you You spank (print:$name) over your knee and make them do their cornertime completely naked.(set:$brattiness=$brattiness-1) ]

##"Is that //so//?" You nod somberly, and (print:$name)'s face flushes an even darker vermillion. You see tears of frustration gleaming at the corners of (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes as you "reluctantly" inform (print:$poss_pronoun) mother of what a bad (print:$gender) (print:$pronoun)'s been. "Sorry to say it, Mrs. Holloway," you say, shrugging, "but I had to spank (print:$name) //several times// tonight!" "//Had// to?!" (print:$name) exclaims. "You //wanted// to!" "//(print:$name) Robinson Holloway!//" Dierdre Holloway snaps. "You will //not// talk to Miss Emily like that. I can see she's had //enough// trouble tonight getting you to behave yourself!" She turns back to you. "I really am sorry my (print:$name) can be //such// a brat. Your hand must be //so sore!//" As (print:$name)'s face burns, you have to bite the inside of your cheek not to crack a smile. "Oh, that's alright, Mrs. Holloway. All part of the job." You rub your hand, which //is// sore, but definitely not as sore as (print:$name)'s backside. "Please, Emily, call me Dierdre," she says. "Well, I must say that you seem to be the only babysitter we've ever had who knows how to handle (print:$name). Which is why, if you should choose to accept it, I'd like to extend your position." (print:$name), who had thought the worst was over, perks up at this. Eyes becoming wide, (print:$pronoun) looks from you to Dierdre in dismay. You perk up too. "I'm listening..." [[Continue|1]]

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Breakfast is calm. Raindrops streak soundlessly down the street-facing window as you take your food from a tray set out on a floral plate. On the counter behind you, a fresh press of coffee is brewing. In the cannister of kitchen implements beside the French press, you notice the [wooden spoon]<ws|.(click:?ws)[ You take the wooden spoon. //This could come in handy today.//(set:$implements=$implements+(a:"wooden spoon"))] The Punishment Board is hanging beside the front door today. It's been wiped clear of everything except today's date, and below it, in all capital letters: ==><== ##ALL DAY ##PUNISHMENT ###BEDTIME: 8PM <== (print:$name) comes downstairs, scowling darkly, wearing plaid pajama bottoms with a flannel top(set:$clothing=(a:"pajama bottoms","undies","a flannel top","an undershirt")). The sound of (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[his] bare feet across the baseboard-heated tile is slow, reluctant -- but (if:$gender is "girl")[s]he wouldn't dare to complain. Not today. Not on a day of //all-day punishment.// Sitting across from you at the table, (if:$gender is "girl")[s]he spreads cream cheese on a toasted bagel and munches in silence, never meeting your eyes. Dierdre Holloway, on the other hand, is as chatty as ever. She eats an egg-white omlette and insists you try the apricot preserves, which are as delicious as promised. She remarks on everything, giggling like a schoolgirl when you tell her about your week, pouts in sympathy when you tell her about which classes are giving you the hardest time, and listens especially intently when you recount the story of what happened with (print:$name) and Madison. When you're finished, she tuts, looking over (print:$name) from head to toe, but makes no comment. Her expression seems to say, //You'll get yours soon enough, now, won't you?// She takes her tea cup in both hands, leans on her elbows, and sighs, looking out the window. "Such nasty weather," she says. "Isn't it nice to be inside on a day like this? Nice and dry and warm and cozy. I just love the sound of raindrops." She sighs contentedly and leans back. "It's very cozy," you agree. You look at (print:$name), but they say nothing. Then you glance down at your watch. When you look up, Dierdre Holloway is meeting your eyes. "About time to begin, isn't it, Emily?" You look up and nod. (print:$name)'s shoulders lower, as though (if:$gender is "girl")[s]he were trying to shrink into invisibility. You grin broadly. "I think so." "Well, then," Dierdre says, patting her thighs as she stands, "I won't keep you any longer. The maid and I can clean this up, and you and (print:$name) can go...well, where //would// you like to go?" She gestures around. "Anywhere is fine. Just make sure (print:$name) learns a lesson about //manners// today, and I'll be happy -- even if you get tears in the carpet!" She laughs loudly. (print:$name) blushes even more darkly and groans.(set:$implement="firm hand") You look around, tapping your chin. //Decisions, decisions...//(set:$time=8)(set:$am_pm="AM") [[Living room|LIVING ROOM]] [[(print:$name)'s bedroom|RIVAL BEDROOM]] [[Master bathroom|MASTER BATHROOM]]

{(set:$location="living room") }(unless:$familiars contains "living room")["The living room should do nicely," you say. You take (print:$name) the wrist so (if:$gender is "girl")[s]he follows. "Come with me, naughty (print:$gender)..." Deirdre beams approvingly as you pass.(set:$familiars=$familiars+(a:"living room")) Like many apartments in the city, the Holloway's has an open floorplan: the kitchen and the spacious living area are connected, distinguished only by the flooring. Where the white, hexagonal tile ends, a dark and elegant hardwood begins.](else:)[You and (print:$name) are standing in the Holloway living room on the first floor.] In front of you rests a the cream-colored sofa before a cherrywood coffee table with a glass inset, resting on a persian rug. On the surface of the coffee table is a hardcover novel: Dierdre must have been reading there when you came in. The first floor has a high ceiling, and both areas are well lit by a soft, cloudy-day light streaming through the tall windows. Across from the sofa, a couple of armless wooden chairs are positioned against the wall, and an archair is angled towards the recessed window that looks out onto the rain-soaked street. You glance up at the clock: it's (color:green)[(print:$realtime):00 (print:$am_pm)]. //Alright then -- let's begin!// [[Begin|MAIN INTERACTION]]

{(set:$location="master bathroom") }(unless:$familiars contains "master bathroom")["The bathroom would be best," you say. //That way, if (print:$name) mouths off, the soap is right there...// The mental image of your rival biting down on a bar of soap and glaring at you through tears makes you snort with laughter. Dierdre guides you to the master bathroom attached to her bedroom. It's large, with a square bath tub attached to the wall, complete with jacuzzi jets. There's a shower at the other end by the toilet, which is equipped with a bidet. The tiling is tastefully lavish, and the mirror behind the sink extends all the way to the ceiling. (unless:$implements contains "bath brush")[There's a long-handled wooden [bath brush]<bb| with a circular head leaning against the tub. (click:?bb)[You take it, giving it a practice swing: it's heavy, but cuts quickly through the air. //Now this will **really** teach a lesson...//(set:$implements=$implements+(a:"bath brush"))]] You watch yourselves as you come into the brightly lit bathroom, which smells faintly of lavender soap and potpourr. "Oh yes," you think. "This will work just fine."(set:$familiars=$familiars+(a:"master bathroom"))](else:)[You go back to the master bathroom to continue (print:$name)'s punishment. (unless:$implements contains "bath brush")[You notice a long-handled wooden [bath brush]<bb| with a circular head leaning against the tub. (click:?bb)[You take it, giving it a practice swing: it's heavy, but cuts quickly through the air. //Now this will **really** teach a lesson...//(set:$implements=$implements+(a:"bath brush"))]]] (if:$lesson is <5)[(print:$name) scowls at (print:$poss_pronoun) reflection in the mirror.](else:)[(print:$name) keeps (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes on the floor.] "Alright," you say aloud, clapping your hands. There's a faint echo in here on account of the tile and marble surfaces. "Let's get started, shall we?" [[Begin|MAIN INTERACTION]]

{(set:$location="rival bedroom") }(unless:$familiars contains "rival bedroom")["Let's go to (print:$name)'s bedroom," you say. (print:$name) glowers at you, and you ignore them. Taking (print:$do_pronoun) by the shoulder, you lead them toward the stairs. "Here we go, then, naughty (print:$gender)..." Deirdre gives an unsubtle //thumbs up// as you pass.(set:$familiars=$familiars+(a:"rival bedroom")) (print:$name)'s room has a high-ceiling and is well decorated, with a green carpet and a queen sized bed across from a computer desk where (print:$pronoun) homework is spread out in piles. There's an expensive-looking gaming chair and childish plush animals on the bed. There's a [hairbrush]<hb| resting on the bed, which has almost //definitely// served a dual purpose. (click:?hb)[You take it, looking closely: the back is made of smooth cherrywood, and the bristles seem barely used. //This could come in handy...// ]The bookshelf is crammed with school readings and yearbooks and one of two journals that (print:$name) never completely filled out. ](else:)[You take your rival to (print:$poss_pronoun) bedroom to continue the punishment.] There's a [closet]<closet| on the left wall, door ajar. The bed is against the right wall and the desk is towards the back, beneath a large window that overlooks the street. For a New York City apartment, especially, its spacious and well-lit. "Yeah," you say, looking around at the multiple places you could bend (print:$name) over or sit to take (print:$do_pronoun) over your lap. "This will do nicely." (if:$lesson is <5)[(print:$name) pouts and tightly folds (print:$poss_pronoun) arms.](else:)[(print:$name) sniffs and stays silent. Already, you can see (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes welling up with humiliated tears.](click:?closet)[ You go to the closet, a large walk-in. You look around at (print:$name)'s clothes and drawers...and //immediately// it stands out. A maid's outfit. Short-skirted, frilly white lace, low-cut...//Imagine how cute (print:$name) would look in this//, you think, taking it down reverently. //It's **perfect**...//(set:$inventory=$inventory+(a:"the maid's outfit"))] //Well, then,// you think, nodding firmly. //Let's get started!// [[Begin|MAIN INTERACTION]]

[(unless:$implements is (a:))[**Choose an implement:** (display:"IMPLEMENTS")]<implement_choice| [**Choose a position for (print:$name):** (if:$location is "living room")[{ }[Over your lap on the wooden chair]<a| [Bent over the armrest of the sofa]<b|]{ }(if:$location is "rival bedroom")[{ }[Over your lap on the gamer chair]<a| [Bent over the bed]<c|]{ }(if:$location is "master bathroom")[{ }[Over your lap at the edge of the bathtub]<d| [Bent over the sink, looking in the mirror]<e| [Touching toes in the shower]<f|]]]<position|{ }(click:?a)[(replace:?position)[You take a chair out and place it in the center of the room, sit down and pat your lap. (print:$name) winces, and even seems to stomp one foot in protest -- but all it takes is you lowering your eyes at (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[him] for your rival to submit. With heavy footsteps, (if:$gender is "girl")[s]he comes to you and lays over your lap so that (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[his] nose is just inches off the floor, and (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[his] bottom is in prime position.(set:$position="over your knee, nose just inches from the carpet")] **How long will this spanking last?** [(display:"TIMING")]<timing|]{ }(click:?b)[(replace:?position)[You motion to the sofa and say, "Bend over the armrest, //now//," in a stern tone of voice. (print:$name) bites (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[his] lower lip hard, then steps forward to obey. Resting on (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[his] elbows, feet up on tiptoes, back arched and bottom out (just the way you taught (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[him]), your rival closes (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[his] eyes and braces for (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[his] spanking.(set:$position="bent over the armrest, elbows flat on a throw pillow")] **How long will this spanking last?** [(display:"TIMING")]<timing|]{ }(click:?c)[(replace:?position)[You motion towards the bed. (print:$name) winces, and even seems to stomp one foot in protest -- but you narrow your eyes, and (print:$pronoun) gives in quickly. You place your hand on (print:$poss_pronoun) back as (print:$pronoun) places both hands flat on the bed. "Arched, just like that...that's right." (print:$name) flushes darkly, glancing back over (print:$poss_pronoun) shoulder, sticking out (print:$poss_pronoun) rear. (set:$position="bent over the bed, elbows locked and bottom out")] **How long will this spanking last?** [(display:"TIMING")]<timing|]{ }(click:?d)[(replace:?position)[You sit at the edge of the bathtub beside the chrome temperature contol handles and pat your lap. (print:$name) groans, but obediently lies across your knees, (print:$poss_pronoun) face just inches from the cold tile. You rub your hand across (print:$poss_pronoun) backside, perfectly placed...(set:$position="over your lap at the edge of the bathtub")] **How long will this spanking last?** [(display:"TIMING")]<timing|]{ }(click:?e)[(replace:?position)[You instruct (print:$name) to bend over at the sink so (print:$poss_pronoun) face is just inches from the mirror. "That way you can take a //good look// at yourself," you say as (print:$pronoun) grips the edge of the sink, reluctantly sticking (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom out and blushing crazily as (print:$pronoun) tries to avoid eye contact with (print:$do_pronoun)self.(set:$position="bending over the sink in front of the mirror")] **How long will this spanking last?** [(display:"TIMING")]<timing|]{ }(click:?f)[(replace:?position)["Get in the shower," you say, and (print:$name) looks at you, confused. "Don't worry -- there's space enough for two." And there is -- but taking a shower with (print:$name) is //not// the plan. Instead, you tell (print:$do_pronoun) to bend over at the waist, bottom in the air, and touch (print:$poss_pronoun) toes. (print:$name) bends down, face on fire. "D-Do I really have to stay like this?" (print:$pronoun) asks. "If you want the punishment to count you do," you say simply, stepping into the echoing shower and closing the door.] **How long will this spanking last?** [(display:"TIMING")]<timing|]

{(if:$current_soreness<10)[(set:$chance=(random:1,10))] (else-if:$current_soreness<20)[(set:$chance=(random:1,20))] (else-if:$current_soreness<30)[(set:$chance=(random:10,30))] (else-if:$current_soreness<40)[(set:$chance=(random:20,40))] (else-if:$current_soreness<50)[(set:$chance=(random:30,50))] (else-if:$current_soreness<60)[(set:$chance=(random:40,60))] (else-if:$current_soreness<70)[(set:$chance=(random:50,70))] (else-if:$current_soreness<80)[(set:$chance=(random:60,80))] (else-if:$current_soreness<90)[(set:$chance=(random:70,90))] (else-if:$current_soreness<100)[(set:$chance=(random:80,100))] (else:)[] (if:$chance is 1)["Ngah!"] (if:$chance is 2)["This is //so// **unfair**!"] (if:$chance is 3)["Gaow!"] (if:$chance is 4)["OW!"] (if:$chance is 5)["//Ouch!// I freakin' **hate** you!"] (if:$chance is 6)["Mmmph!"] (if:$chance is 7)[`*angry muttering*`] (if:$chance is 8)["Oww!"] (if:$chance is 9)["S-//stop!//"] (if:$chance is 10)["//Grr//!"] (if:$chance is 11)["Ha!"] (if:$chance is 12)["Owie!"] (if:$chance is 13)["OW! That one **//HURT!**//] (if:$chance is 14)["Frik!"] (if:$chance is 15)["Double //frik!//"] (if:$chance is 16)["Mmph//ow//!"] (if:$chance is 17)["OH!"] (if:$chance is 18)["OWIE!"] (if:$chance is 19)["Shhh//it// that hurts!"] (if:$chance is 20)["[Fffff//uck//]<ms| me!"] (if:$chance is 21)["Gaaah!"] (if:$chance is 22)["Gaaahaahaaaow!"] (if:$chance is 23)["Mmmph[//FUCK!//]<ms|"] (if:$chance is 24)["It huuuuurts!"] (if:$chance is 25)["OW!"] (if:$chance is 26)["GAAH!"] (if:$chance is 27)["//Triple frik//!"] (if:$chance is 28)["Hot! Hot!"] (if:$chance is 29)["Mmmmmmmmmmm!"] (if:$chance is 30)["Oh!"] (if:$chance is 31)["OW!"] (if:$chance is 32)["//OW!//"] (if:$chance is 33)["Gaaa//ieeee!//"] (if:$chance is 34)["Unh!"] (if:$chance is 35)['*humiliated whimpering*'] (if:$chance is 36)["Ow!"] (if:$chance is 37)["Ahh!"] (if:$chance is 38)["Mmmph!"] (if:$chance is 39)["Owwiee!"] (if:$chance is 40)["//Ouch!//"] (if:$chance is 41)["HAAAIIEEEeeee!"] (if:$chance is 42)["Aaaaa//ieeeeee!//] (if:$chance is 43)["OmigoshomiGOSH!"] (if:$chance is 44)["Oh [//SHIT!//]<ms|"] (if:$chance is 45)["//Owwwwwaha!//"] (if:$chance is 46)["OOF!"] (if:$chance is 47)["OW!"] (if:$chance is 48)["//OWAH!//"] (if:$chance is 49)["HOLY [//FUCK!//]<ms|"] (if:$chance is 50)["OWIE!"] (if:$chance is 51)["Waaaaahaaahaa!"] (if:$chance is 52)["P-Pl --//hic// -- ease!" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 53)["//Aaaiaaaowwwwww!//"] (if:$chance is 54)["Aauueeeaaahaahaa!"] (if:$chance is 55)['*desperate pleading*' (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 56)["Ow!"] (if:$chance is 57)["Ahh!"] (if:$chance is 58)["Mmmph!"] (if:$chance is 59)["Gaaaaaaaowwwww!"] (if:$chance is 60)["I'M SORRY!"] (if:$chance is 61)["I'MSORRYI'MSORRYI'M//SORRY!//! (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 61)["Waaaaahaaahaa!"] (if:$chance is 62)["//Owwwwwweyeee!//"] (if:$chance is 63)["//Owwwwwwww!//"] (if:$chance is 64)["//GAHA! It hurts!//"] (if:$chance is 65)["S-Stop! Puh-PLEASE!"] (if:$chance is 66)["Aaaaaaaahaaahaaow!"] (if:$chance is 67)["Oh [FUCK]<ms| that stings!] (if:$chance is 68)[`*furious howling*`] (if:$chance is 69)["Aaah! //I can't take any more!//"] (if:$chance is 70)["Mmmph! Mmph! MMPH!"] (if:$chance is 61)["HOT! HOT!"] (if:$chance is 61)["OWWWWW! PLEEEEASE!"] (if:$chance is 62)["//My butt is ON FIRE!//"] (if:$chance is 63)["I'M SORRY! I'M SORRYYYYYY!" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 64)["OW! OW!" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 65)["Omigoshomigoshomigoshomi-"] (if:$chance is 66)["HHAAAIEE!" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 67)["Gah! //MMPH!//"] (if:$chance is 68)[`*straining not to curse*` (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 69)["P-PLEASE! I'LL BE GOOD!" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 70)["I'LLBEGOODI'LLBEGOODI'LLBE-" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 71)["HOLY [//SHIT!//]<ms|"] (if:$chance is 72)["AAAHA! EMILY, PLEASE!"] (if:$chance is 73)["NO MORE SPANKS! NO MORE SPANKS!"] (if:$chance is 74)["BWAAAAHAAHAAAOW!"] (if:$chance is 75)["AAAIEEEEEEK!"] (if:$chance is 76)[`*wild scissoring*`] (if:$chance is 77)["WAAAAAAAAAAAH!"] (if:$chance is 78)[`*frantic gasping*`] (if:$chance is 79)["//M-MOMMY!//" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 80)[`*bitter sobbing*`(transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 81)["**WAAAHAAAHAAAHAAAAAA!**" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 82)["**OOHHH! OOOHHH!**"] (if:$chance is 83)["**HAAAAAOOWWWWAH!**"] (if:$chance is 84)["**OHMY[//FUCKING//]<ms|GOD!**"] (if:$chance is 85)["**GGGGOOWWWWWWWWIEEEE!**" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 86)["**PLEASE! I'M S-SORRY!**" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 87)["**GGGGAAAAHAAAAA!**" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 88)["**WAAAAAAAAA!**" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 89)["**OOWWWWWWWWWWWAH!**" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance is 90)["**AAIEEEEEEEHHHHH!**" (transition:"dissolve")[(color:green)[**-1 brattiness!**](set:$good=$good+1)]] (if:$chance > 90)[`*incomprehensible wailing*`] }(click:?ms)[ "Language!" you say sternly. "When I'm done here, you are getting a mouth-soaping for that, you naughty (print:$gender)!"]{ (if:$implement is "wooden spoon")[(set:$magnifier=1.5)](if:$implement is "hairbrush")[(set:$magnifier=2)](if:$implement is "bath brush")[(set:$magnifier=3)] (else:)[(set:$magnifier=1)] }(set:$current_soreness=$current_soreness+($magnifier)) (if:$lesson<5)[(print:$name)'s bottom dances beneath your (print:$implement), each //smack// flattening (print:$poss_pronoun) cheek and making your rival clench. You can see everything from back here...and (print:$name) knows it. Occasionally, (print:$name) shoots a furious glare over (print:$poss_pronoun) shoulder. //Still defiant...but we'll fix that.//]{ }(else-if:$lesson<10)[As (print:$poss_pronoun) glows brighter with every spank, (print:$name) winces and sniffles, but no longer glares back at you. If anything, it seems (print:$pronoun) has accepted (print:$poss_pronoun) humiliating fate. //About time,// you smirk. //But has (print:$pronoun) learned (print:$poss_pronoun) lesson yet?//]{ }(else:)[By now, (print:$name)'s bottom is looking //very// sore -- won't-be-able-to-sit-in-class-for-//weeks// kind of sore -- and you're starting to see a distinct change in attitude. If you tell (print:$name) to arch (print:$poss_pronoun) back, she doesn't groan or roll (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes: (print:$pronoun) obeys right away. //I wonder if I could get (print:$pronoun) to thank me for (print:$poss_pronoun)...// you wonder. //Maybe not yet...//]

[[Hand spanking]<h|(if:$implements contains "wooden spoon")[ [Wooden spoon spanking]<ws|](if:$implements contains "bath brush")[ [Bath brush spanking]<bb|](if:$implements contains "hairbrush")[ [Hairbrush spanking]<hb|]]{ }(click:?h)[(replace:?implement_choice)[You decide to spank (print:$name) using your hand. //More personal that way.//(set:$implement="firm hand")]]{ }(click:?ws)[(replace:?implement_choice)[You decide to spank (print:$name) with the wooden spoon. //Nothing better!//(set:$implement="wooden spoon")]]{ }(click:?bb)[(replace:?implement_choice)[You decide to spank (print:$name) with the bath brush. //This thing is **heavy**!//(set:$implement="bath brush")]]{ }(click:?hb)[(replace:?implement_choice)[You decide to spank (print:$name) with the hairbrush. //Classic...//(set:$implement="hairbrush")]]

H: (print:$hours) [+]<add_hou| (if:$hours>=1)[[-]<sub_hou|] M: (print:$minutes) [+]<add_min| (if:$minutes>=1)[[-]<sub_min|] { }(click:?add_hou)[(replace:?timing)[(set:$hours=$hours+1)(display:"TIMING")(set:$spanks=$spanks+(random:2800,3600))]]{ }(click:?sub_hou)[(replace:?timing)[(set:$hours=$hours-1)(display:"TIMING")(set:$spanks=$spanks-(random:2800,3600))]]{ }(click:?add_min)[(replace:?timing)[(set:$minutes=$minutes+1)(if:$minutes is 60)[(set:$minutes=0)(set:$hours=$hours+1)](display:"TIMING")(set:$spanks=$spanks+(random:30,60))]]{ }(click:?sub_min)[(replace:?timing)[(set:$minutes=$minutes-1)(display:"TIMING")](set:$spanks=$spanks-(random:30,60))] (unless:($minutes+$hours) is 0)[(unless:$time+$hours>=20)[[[Begin|SPANKING (TRUE)]]](else:)[//If I spank (print:$name) this long, it'll go past (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[his] bedtime...maybe I should take a little bit of time off...//]]

**(color:green)[(print:$realtime):(unless:$minutes_display<10)[(print:$minutes_display)](else:)[0(print:$minutes_display)] (print:$am_pm)]** {(set:$punishment_length=$hours)(set:$minutes_display=$minutes_display+$minutes)(if:$minutes_display>=60)[(set:$punishment_length=$punishment_length+1)(set:$minutes_display=$minutes_display-60)] }So, with (print:$name) positioned (print:$position), (if:$clothing is (a:))[naked as the day (if:$gender is "girl")[s]he was born,](else:)[wearing only (if:$clothing contains "pajama bottoms")[(if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[his] plaid patterned pajama bottoms](else-if:$clothing contains "undies")[a pair of white cotton panties]] to protect (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[his] round bottom, you start the (unless:$hours is 0)[(print:$hours) hour(unless:$minutes is 0)[ and ]](if:$minutes>0)[(print:$minutes) minute] spanking...(live:2s)[ ##(display:"SOUND") (display:"REACTION") [[Skip to the end|SPANKING (FLAVOR)]]]

[(unless:$clothing is (a:))[Your rival is currently wearing (print:$clothing.join(", ")) and nothing else. (display:"CLOTHING")](else:)[(print:$name) is completely naked, round tushy on full display. (if:$gender is "boy")[His face is bright crimson, and he holds both hands over his penis, trying and failing to hide the stiffness of his member. His small pink nipples are hard, and the downy hair on his chest is thin. He's staring down into his navel as though hoping he could disappear into it.](else:)[Her face is red to the ears, and she isn't quite sure where to put her hands. Sometimes she cups them over her stiff pink nipples, and sometimes she claps them over the light, fluffy hair at the meeting point of her thighs. She bites her bottom lip, shifting her feet and looking at the floor.]]]<clothing| (if:$soreness is 0)[(print:$name) is glaring at you, cheeks rosey and eyes glinting with indignant fury.]{ }(else-if:$soreness<10)[(print:$name) is biting (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom lip, eyes shifting to and fro, as though considering options for escape.]{ }(else-if:$soreness<20)[(print:$name)'s is clutching (print:$poss_pronoun) behind with both hands, bright red in the face.]{ }(else-if:$soreness<30)[(print:$name)'s hair is disheveled, and (print:$poss_pronoun) cheeks are flushed red all the way to (print:$poss_pronoun) ears.]{ }(else-if:$soreness<40)[(print:$name)'s eyes are brimming with tears, but (print:$pronoun) is still straining not to cry in front of you.]{ }(else-if:$soreness<50)[(print:$name) looks like (print:$pronoun) is struggling not to cry -- (print:$poss_pronoun) face twitches, and (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes gleam.]{ }(else-if:$soreness<60)[(print:$name)'s hair is disheveled and (print:$poss_pronoun) face is streaked with tears. Each time one falls, (print:$pronoun) quickly wipes it away.]{ }(else-if:$soreness<70)[(print:$name) is whimpering softly, covering (print:$poss_pronoun) face as hot tears roll down (print:$poss_pronoun) scarlet cheeks.]{ }(else-if:$soreness<80)[(print:$name) is hiccuping sobs, face glistening with tears, bottom lip quivering, an absolute wreck. If it was unclear before what was worse -- the humiliation of being spanked, or the pain of the spanking -- it is now //brilliantly// clear, like a beacon in the night: (print:$name)'s bottom is a //red flare// that hurts just to //look at//. You can't hardly imagine how bad that must sting...]{ }(else-if:$soreness<90)[(print:$name) is bawling uncontrollably.]{ }(else:)[You've spanked (print:$name) into a semi-delirious state, and (print:$pronoun) sobs now sound half-way like giggles. You can feel the blistering heat emanating off (print:$poss_pronoun) swollen and bruised bottom...] You take a moment to admire the sight of your rival, your top competition in everything since you were a little kid, //completely// at your mercy and waiting to have (if:$gender is "girl")[her](else:)[his] naughty bottom spanked. A slow smirk spreads across your face, and you fold your arms. //How'd I get to be this **awesome**?// you wonder. //I guess some things I may never know...//

(if:$clothing contains "a flannel top")[[Take off flannel top]<ft| ](else-if:$clothing contains "an undershirt")[[Take off undershirt]<us| ](if:$clothing contains "pajama bottoms")[[Take off pajama bottoms]<pb|]{ }(else-if:$clothing contains "undies")[[Bare bottom]<bb|](else:)[(print:$name)'s bottom is bared.]{ }(click:?ft)[(set:$clothing=$clothing-(a:"a flannel top"))(replace:?clothing)[(unless:$clothing is (a:))[Your rival is currently wearing (print:$clothing.join(", ")) and nothing else. (display:"CLOTHING")](else:)[(print:$name) is completely naked, round tushy on full display. (if:$gender is "boy")[His face is bright crimson, and he holds both hands over his penis, trying and failing to hide the stiffness of his member. His small pink nipples are hard, and the downy hair on his chest is thin. He's staring down into his navel as though hoping he could disappear into it.](else:)[Her face is red to the ears, and she isn't quite sure where to put her hands. Sometimes she cups them over her stiff pink nipples, and sometimes she claps them over the light, fluffy hair at the meeting point of her thighs. She bites her bottom lip, shifting her feet and looking at the floor.]]]]{ }(click:?us)[(set:$clothing=$clothing-(a:"an undershirt"))(replace:?clothing)[(unless:$clothing is (a:))[Your rival is currently wearing (print:$clothing.join(", ")) and nothing else. (display:"CLOTHING")](else:)[(print:$name) is completely naked, round tushy on full display. (if:$gender is "boy")[His face is bright crimson, and he holds both hands over his penis, trying and failing to hide the stiffness of his member. His small pink nipples are hard, and the downy hair on his chest is thin. He's staring down into his navel as though hoping he could disappear into it.](else:)[Her face is red to the ears, and she isn't quite sure where to put her hands. Sometimes she cups them over her stiff pink nipples, and sometimes she claps them over the light, fluffy hair at the meeting point of her thighs. She bites her bottom lip, shifting her feet and looking at the floor.]]]]{ }(click:?pb)[(set:$clothing=$clothing-(a:"pajama bottoms"))(replace:?clothing)[(unless:$clothing is (a:))[Your rival is currently wearing (print:$clothing.join(", ")) and nothing else. (display:"CLOTHING")](else:)[(print:$name) is completely naked, round tushy on full display. (if:$gender is "boy")[His face is bright crimson, and he holds both hands over his penis, trying and failing to hide the stiffness of his member. His small pink nipples are hard, and the downy hair on his chest is thin. He's staring down into his navel as though hoping he could disappear into it.](else:)[Her face is red to the ears, and she isn't quite sure where to put her hands. Sometimes she cups them over her stiff pink nipples, and sometimes she claps them over the light, fluffy hair at the meeting point of her thighs. She bites her bottom lip, shifting her feet and looking at the floor.]]]]{ }(click:?bb)[(set:$clothing=$clothing-(a:"undies"))(replace:?clothing)[(unless:$clothing is (a:))[Your rival is currently wearing (print:$clothing.join(", ")) and nothing else. (display:"CLOTHING")](else:)[(print:$name) is completely naked, round tushy on full display. (if:$gender is "boy")[His face is bright crimson, and he holds both hands over his penis, trying and failing to hide the stiffness of his member. His small pink nipples are hard, and the downy hair on his chest is thin. He's staring down into his navel as though hoping he could disappear into it.](else:)[Her face is red to the ears, and she isn't quite sure where to put her hands. Sometimes she cups them over her stiff pink nipples, and sometimes she claps them over the light, fluffy hair at the meeting point of her thighs. She bites her bottom lip, shifting her feet and looking at the floor.]]]](if:$inventory contains "the maid's outfit")[(set:$inventory=(a:)) [Dress (print:$name) up in maid's outfit]<maid|(click:?maid)[(replace:?clothing)[You take out the maid's outfit you found and hold it up. As soon as (print:$name) sees it, (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes go wide. "I don't know //where// you got this," you say, "but it is //too// cute not to have you wear." Your rival groans. "//Really?//" "Get dressed, (print:$name)!" you say with a smirk. "Your punishment isn't over yet!" And so, (print:$name) dresses in the maid's outfit. The skirt is hardly long enough to cover (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom. The apron is delightfully frilly, and it even comes with a matching headband! Unfortunately, it does //not// come with underwear...so (print:$name) will not be wearing any underneath. //What a shame.// Your rival's face burns as (print:$pronoun) prepares for the next phase of the punishment, dressed to the nines...(set:$clothing=(a:"the maid's outfit"))]]]

{(set:$chance=(random:1,5)) (if:$implement is "firm hand")[ (if:$chance is 1)[//FWAP!//] (else-if:$chance is 2)[//PHLAP!//] (else-if:$chance is 3)[//WAP!//] (else-if:$chance is 4)[//SMACK!//] (else-if:$chance is 5)[//THWAP!//] ](if:$implement is "wooden spoon")[ (if:$chance is 1)[//FWACK!//] (else-if:$chance is 2)[//THWOCK!//] (else-if:$chance is 3)[//WOP!//] (else-if:$chance is 4)[//FWOP!//] (else-if:$chance is 5)[//THWACK!//] ](if:$implement is "hairbrush" or "bath brush")[ (if:$chance is 1)[**//FWACK!//**] (else-if:$chance is 2)[**//THWOCK!//**] (else-if:$chance is 3)[**//WOP!//**] (else-if:$chance is 4)[**//FWOP!//**] (else-if:$chance is 5)[**//THWACK!//**]]}

{(if:$soreness is 0)[(set:$bottom="pale")] (else-if:$soreness <= 1)[(set:$bottom="bright pink")] (else-if:$soreness <= 2)[(set:$bottom="rosey-red")] (else-if:$soreness <= 3)[(set:$bottom="scarlet")] (else-if:$soreness <= 4)[(set:$bottom="hot and welted")] (else-if:$soreness <= 5)[(set:$bottom="dark crimson")] (else-if:$soreness <= 6)[(set:$bottom="marked and bruised")] (else-if:$soreness <= 7)[(set:$bottom="throbbing purple")] (else-if:$soreness <= 8)[(set:$bottom="unimaginably sore")] (else-if:$soreness <= 9)[(set:$bottom="unbearably sore")] (else-if:$soreness >= 10)[(set:$bottom="searingly hot and bruised")](print:$bottom)}

{(set:$time=$time+$punishment_length) (set:$soreness=$soreness+(4*$punishment_length)+($magnifier)) }{(if:$lesson<=5)[ (set:$upper=30) (set:$lower=5) ](else-if:$lesson<=10)[ (set:$upper = 60) (set:$lower = 40) ](else:)[ (set:$upper = 100000) (set:$lower = 50) ]}You spanked (print:$do_pronoun) (color:red)[(print:$spanks)] times. (if:$upper >= $soreness and $lower <= $soreness)[By the end of this round of spanks, (print:$name) is panting, exhausted and red-faced. There are tears in (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes, and as (print:$pronoun) bites (print:$poss_pronoun) lip and looks away, you can tell you're getting through!(set:$lesson=$lesson+2) (color:green)[**-2 brattiness!**]](else:)[You finish spanking, but (print:$name) doesn't stop squirming. "Lemme //go//! Lemme //go!//" (print:$pronoun) cries. When (print:$pronoun) finally stands, (print:$pronoun) slaps your hands away and glares at you, defiant. (color:red)[**+1 brattiness!**]](set:$total_spanks=$total_spanks+$spanks) [[Continue punishment|MAIN INTERACTION]] [[Take a break|CHECKPOINT]]

(if:$realtime >= 11 or <= 1)[(set:$lunch="on")It's about (color:green)[(print:$realtime):00], so now would be a good chance to break for lunch. You stand and stretch, commanding (print:$name): "No rubbing!" and admiring your work so far.]{ }(else-if:$realtime >= 5 and <= 7)[(set:$dinner="on")Now that it's nearly (color:green)[(print:$realtime):00], you decide it's a good chance to take a break for some dinner. "Alright, naughty (print:$gender)," you say, "get your red bottom to the kitchen!" Then you step back to look at your work.]{ }(else-if:$realtime>=8 and $am_pm is "PM")[It's (color:green)[(print:$realtime):00 PM] -- that means it's bedtime!(set:$bedtime="on") You spanked (print:$name) (color:red)[(print:$total_spanks)] times! In total, (print:$pronoun) spent (print:$corner_time) hours in the corner today(if:$temperature is "normal" or $mouthsoaping>0)[ -- you also](if:$temperature is "normal")[took (print:$poss_pronoun) temperature](if:$mouth_soaping>0)[ and washed out (print:$poss_pronoun) mouth (print:$mouth_soaping) times].](else:)[(set:$lunch=0)(set:$dinner=0)It's currently (print:$realtime):(print:$minutes) (print:$am_pm).] (print:$name)'s bottom is (display:"BOTTOM"), and (print:$poss_pronoun) face is (if:$lesson > 5)[streaked with tears](else:)[screwed up in a mask of defiant rage]. (if:$lunch is "on")[[[Continue|LUNCH]]](else-if:$dinner is "on")[[[Continue|DINNER]]](else-if:$bedtime is "on")[ (display:"EARLY BEDTIME")(if:$lesson>10)[(set:$good_ending=1)] [[End the all-day punishment|ENDING 2]]](else:)[[[Continue|MAIN INTERACTION]] [Go to a different room]<room|(click-replace:?room)[ [[Living room|LIVING ROOM]] [[Master bathroom|MASTER BATHROOM]] [[(print:$name)'s bedroom|RIVAL BEDROOM]]]]

Lunchtime! You and Dierdre sit down at the dining room table for a meal the maid whips up: finger sandwhiches and a garden salad side. The fresh smell of basil emanates from the kitchen as she works, and you and Mrs. Holloway sit across from each other -- her with a glass of wine, and you with a soda. "So," she says with a grin, "where //is// the little trouble maker?" "Right behind us," you reply, motioning to the doorway, where (print:$name) is standing, flush-faced and (if:$clothing is (a:))[naked](else:)[dressed in (print:$clothing.join(", ")) and a scowl]. "Well, well," Dierdre says, taking in the sight. Then she turns to you. "Shall (print:$pronoun) sit and eat with us?" (color:green)[**What should Emily do?**] [[Have (print:$name) join for lunch]<1| [Tell (print:$name) to stand in the corner]<2|]<choice|(click:?1)[(replace:?choice)["Sure," you say with a grin. "Gotta keep (print:$poss_pronoun) strength up!" Dierdre calls to the maid: "Make (print:$name) a grilled cheese, please!" She gestures for (print:$name) to take a seat, which (print:$pronoun) does //very// tenderly. "So, (print:$name)," Dierdre says. "How are we feeling about misbehaving //now//?" Lunch is quick, with Dierdre occasionally asking embarrassing questions or telling humiliating stories --"Remember the carseat? You always hated being strapped in to the car seat -- //Mom,// you'd say, //I'm 16!// And then as soon as I let you drive, what happens? You get into a fender bender in your first week with a license! Oh, I was so mad -- you didn't sit well after //that// evening, did you?"-- to which (print:$name) responds with grunts and sulky silence. When (print:$name) is finished, you stand. "Alright," you say, rolling up your sleeves. "Let's get back to it!" Dierdre claps her hands excitedly. (print:$name) groans. (color:green)[**Where should Emily take (print:$name) next?**] [[Living room|LIVING ROOM]] (color:yellow)[COMING SOON: (print:$name)'s bedroom] (color:yellow)[COMING SOON: Master bathroom]]](click:?2)[(replace:?choice)["No, (print:$name) had a big breakfast," you say, "so (print:$pronoun) can do some corner time. I'm only going to have a bite." And so, your rival stands miserably in the corner with (print:$poss_pronoun) bright red bottom facing the table so you and Dierdre can admire your work. Dierdre whistles lowly before taking a sip of her wine. "You certainly don't go easy, do you, Emily?" she says, a deep respect in her voice. "No, ma'am," you reply proudly. (print:$name) only groans, the pain and embarrassment too much to handle in silence. Finally, you stand. "Alright," you say, rolling up your sleeves. "Let's get back to it!" Dierdre claps her hands excitedly. (print:$name) whimpers miserably. (color:green)[**Where should Emily take (print:$name) next?**] [[Living room|LIVING ROOM]] [[(print:$name)'s bedroom|RIVAL BEDROOM]] [[Master bathroom|MASTER BATHROOM]]

The three of you take a break for an early dinner. You and Dierdre chat enthusiastically -- Dierdre even lets you have a little wine. "Our secret," she says with a wink. The chardonnay is crisp and smooth, and you feel a deep satisfaction surging as you watch your rival pick at (print:$pronoun) chicken fricasse, rosey-red cheeks hot enough to make a fricasse themselves. You sigh, lift your glass, and clink with Dierdre: a toast to a day well spent. Since you eat early, there's still some time left in this perfect day. Right now, it's just barely seven pm...//Can (print:$name) take more punishment before bedtime?// [[Continue the punishment]<continue| [End now]<end|]<choice|(click:?continue)[(replace:?choice)[//Of **course** (print:$pronoun) can,// you think with a smirk, standing up. "Okay, (print:$name) -- let's get back to that //lesson...// [[Living room|LIVING ROOM]] [[(print:$name)'s bedroom|RIVAL BEDROOM]] [[Master bathroom|MASTER BATHROOM]]]](click:?end)[(replace:?choice)[You look down at your rival, red-faced and teary eyed, shifting from butt cheek to butt cheek uncomfortably, and you decide the All-Day Punishment is done. "Alright, (print:$name)," you say cheerily. "Time for bed!" "B-But it's barely seven o'clock!" (print:$name) exclaims. You raise your eyebrows. "Oh -- so you aren't tired yet? You'd like our All-Day Punishment to //continue//, then?" (print:$name) stands immediately, pouting but obedient. "No, Miss Emily," (print:$pronoun) says quickly. "N-no, I can go to bed now." You and Dierdre exchange a smug glance. //Well. That settles **that**.//] [[Continue|ENDING 2]]]

(set:$school_spanking=$school_spanking+1){ }(if:$school_spanking is 1)[//FWAP!// "Ngah!" //THWAP!// (print:$name) bows (print:$poss_pronoun) head and winces. //WHAP!// "Mmmmph!" (print:$pronoun) grunts, kicking up one foot. //WHAP! THWAP! WHAP!// You spank hard and fast, alternating between cheeks as (print:$name) struggles to keep as quiet as possible. Your rival's bottom ripples beneath your palm, pinkening quickly as (print:$pronoun) grits (print:$poss_pronoun) teeth and clenches (print:$poss_pronoun) fists. (print:$name) knows they can't risk whining or making a sound...but judging from the heat in (print:$poss_pronoun) face, this is no easy task.]{ }(else-if:$school_spanking is 2)[//THWAP! THWACK! THWAP!// "//Nnnngggaha!//" (print:$name) exclaims. "It //hurts!//" "Good," you say simply, continuing without breaking the rhythm. "This is a //punishment// for being rude to my friend. It //should// hurt." //THWAP! WHAP!// "Ngggg!" //THWACK! FWAP!// "Owwwww!" //WHAP! WHAP!// "Emily, //please//!" (print:$name)'s bottom is already looking rosey, and now each //smack// is followed by a small hiss or cry. You continue spanking with a quick glance at the clock. When you look down, you see (print:$name) is looking too. You're both wondering the same thing: when will someone come into this classroom? After the end of lunch? Before? (print:$name) is looking very sorry...//Or is (print:$pronoun) just squirming because of how humiliating this is?// Either way, (print:$poss_pronoun) is bright red and hot, nearly hotter than (print:$poss_pronoun) backside. You pause, and for a brief moment, (print:$pronoun) looks back at you hopefully.]{ }(else-if:$school_spanking is 3)[//THWACK! THWACK!// "//Owwwwwwwieeeeee!//" The fleshy //thwacks// ring out through the classroom, hard enough to make the desk scoot forward with a loud squeal. (print:$name) is breathing hard, wincing, and gripping the edge of the desk with white-knuckles. //WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!// Four hard smacks, two on each cheek, delivered fast enough that (print:$name) can only respond once: "AAAHHH!" (print:$name) claps (print:$poss_pronoun) hand over (print:$poss_pronoun) mouth...and you spank (print:$do_pronoun) again, making (print:$pronoun) into (print:$poss_pronoun). You can't help but grin. //I think I'm really getting through...// you think. //Maybe (print:$name) needs to be spanked at school more often!//]{ }(else-if:$school_spanking is 4)[//FWAP! WHAP! WHAP! THWAP!// It's approximately at this point that (print:$name) breaks down into tears. The embarrassment and the stinging pain in (print:$poss_pronoun) backside is just too much: now (print:$poss_pronoun) shoulders shake as you continue to pepper (print:$poss_pronoun) dark red bottom with hard, heavy-handed swats. "Not so cocky now, are you?" you say sharply before giving another hard //smack.// "I'm //sorry//!" (print:$name) hiccups. "I'm //sorry!//" "And it will never happen again?" "I //promise!//" (print:$pronoun) sputters. "I //promise!//"]{ }(else-if:$school_spanking is 5)[//THWACK! THWAP! THWAP!// (print:$name) is fully blubbering now, unable to hold back the tears that run down (print:$pronoun) scarlet cheeks like rain drops. Now (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom is //fully// crimson -- both cheeks, and down the thighs. You step away to admire your work as (print:$name) continues to apologize, seared red bottom in the air. "I'msorryIwasrude," (print:$name) gasps. "I'msorryI'msorryI'msorry!" "//That's// more like it," you say with a grin. You're about to take (print:$name)'s underwear by the hem and lift it up. "Now, then, let's --" "Excuse me, Mr. Jung?" a voice says from behind you as the door creaks open. "I came to talk to you about -- oh my..." Both you and your rival turn rapidly to see a senior girl you vaguely recognize from the volleyball team standing in the doorway with a graded paper in her hands. Her name is Patricia -- she's the one who told everyone that the former coach had a Facebook account where he was posting pictures of himself and asking for dating advice. Her hand goes to her lips and her eyes go wide as they settle on the scene. "I-um-I'll..." she says, laughter bubbling up in her throat. "I'll...//I'llcomebacklater!//" She dashes away, leaving you and (print:$name) to watch her go. (print:$name) drops (print:$poss_pronoun) head on the desk and groans. //THUD.// "Whhhyyyyy //meeeeeeeee//?" You scratch the back of your neck. Maybe you //did// go a little extra long...were you perhaps //hoping// to get caught? //Oh well -- it's out now! Nothing to be done...// --- (print:$name) avoids you and //everyone// for the rest of the day. Everywhere you go, you hear whispers about what Patricia saw. To some people, it's just hilarious. To others, you're a hero. "It's about time someone took Holloway down a peg," the kid behind you in history says. Meanwhile, your rival sulks in every class, uncomfortable and red-faced. Some people tease (print:$pronoun), saying things like, "Have you been bad, (print:$name)?" or "I hope you have your homework, or Miss Emily is gonna get out the paddle!" Gossip moves quickly and dies out fast here...but still, it'll be a //loooong// time before (print:$name) lives //this// down.] (unless:$school_spanking is 5)[(color:green)[**End (print:$name)'s spanking or keep going?**] [[[Continue spanking|SCHOOL SPANKING 2]] [End the spanking]<end|]<choice|(click:?end)[(replace:?choice)["Alright," you say. "That's enough." With a flick, you pull up (print:$name)'s underwear, and (print:$pronoun) stands quickly, dressing rapidly with an eye on the door. Seeming relieved that no one caught you, (print:$pronoun) heaves a sigh. But the humiliation isn't over yet. "The next time you're mean to one of my friends," you say sharply, poking (print:$name) in the chest, "I'm not even going to //wait// until we have a free classroom. I'm taking you over my knee //right then and there.// And then we'll see who the bully is...//got it//?" (print:$name) nods miserably, biting (print:$poss_pronoun) lower lip. "What do we say?" "I'm...I'm //sorry//," (print:$name) mumbles. "For being...mean to your friend. I won't do it again." "Mm," you say. "Now we just need to tell Francesca that. So march your red bottom into the cafeteria -- you've got an apology to make!" (color:green)[**-1 BRATTINESS**](set:$brattiness=$brattiness-1)(set:$spankings=$spankings+1)(set:$soreness=$soreness+2) (color:blue)[**You've spanked (print:$name) (print:$spankings) times.**] --- The rest of the day proceeds without incident. (print:$name) apologizes to your friend (Francesca seems startled, but accepts) and stays out of trouble for the rest of the day. Before you know it, the final bell is about to ring... [[Continue|3]]]]](else:)[[[Continue|3]]]

==><== #BITTER RIVALS ###THE FINAL CHAPTER <== //There are two endings of the **Bitter Rivals** story depending on how Emily decides to act as (print:$name)'s babysitter. If Emily decides to tell Mrs. Holloway that (print:$name) was naughty, here is what happens next...// [[Continue with ENDING 1|INTRODUCTION]] (color:yellow)[ENDING 2 Coming soon!] [[Skip to the ALL-DAY PUNISHMENT|ALL-DAY PUNISHMENT]]

(unless:$grounded is "FOREVER")[(if:$brattiness > $grounded)[(print:$name) sputters. "Y-You...you can't //do that!//" You're sure that (print:$name) didn't mean for (print:$poss_pronoun) voice to crack as (print:$pronoun) stamped (print:$poss_pronoun) just then, but the way (print:$poss_pronoun) face reddens is wonderful. You fold your arms. "I certainly //can//, you naughty (print:$gender). Now stop talking back, or I'll decide you deserve //longer//." (print:$name)'s eyes flare...but (print:$pronoun) can only bite (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom lip and seethe.](else:)[(print:$name) stares at the floor and crosses (print:$poss_pronoun) arms poutily, but doesn't dare complain. You smirk, placing your hand on your hip. "That means //no// going out and //no// TV before bed until you've earned your privileges back. And this is going on the Punishment Board. Understand?" (print:$name)'s lips work silently for a moment...then, in a soft, submissive voice, (print:$pronoun) replies: "Yes, Miss Emily." //Would you look at that,// you think. //I believe I'm finally getting through!//]](else:)[(print:$name) blinks hard. "Y-You...you can't do that!" (print:$pronoun) exclaims. Then, less sure, (print:$pronoun) looks around. "...can...can she do that?" You put your hand on your hip. "I just //did// do that!(unless:$at_school is 1)[ So quit whining and go change your Punishment Board -- //now//!" And so, grumbled and red-faced -- and more than a little confused -- (print:$name) goes to the Punishment Board, stands on tiptoes, and adds: ==><== ##GROUNDED FOREVER <== to the list of punishments. "I-I don't...you still can't..." (print:$name) stammers helplessly. You put both hands on your hips and admire the board for a moment before snatching the chalk and adding: ==><== ##DISCIPLINE DETERMINED ##BY EMILY, PERMANENT BABYSITTER <== And stepping back to admire your work. "There," you say, clapping the chalk dust off your hands. "Now you won't forget who's in charge!]" (print:$name)'s bottom lip quivers and (print:$poss_pronoun) ears go bright red to the tips -- for a moment, it looks at though (print:$pronoun)'ll cry from the sheer humiliation. But then, instead, (print:$pronoun) stamps (print:$poss_pronoun) foot once and turns around. "//Whatever,//" (print:$pronoun) mutters. You shake your head, laughing internally. "That means no TV, young (if:$gender is "boy")[man](else:)[lady]!" you call after (print:$do_pronoun). You sigh contentedly. //It's good to be the boss...//]

(if:$clothing contains "a flannel top")[{}[Take off flannel shirt]<fs|]{ }(click:?fs)[(replace:?clothing)[(set:$clothing=$clothing-(a:"flannel top"))(set:$outfit=$outfit+(a:"pajamas"))(display:"CLOTHING") //These pajamas are cute...I'll keep them with me,// you think.]]

##THE NEXT DAY You and Dierdre are sitting together on the sofa. The TV is playing the news, and you're passively listening to a story about something happening with the royal family. (print:$name) is standing with (print:$poss_pronoun) to the corner, completely naked, bright red bottom on full display. As the news cuts to commercial, you hear a sniffling sound from the corner of the room. "So, (print:$name)," you say, "Are we going to help mommy with the dishes after dinner from now on?" (if:$good_ending is 1)["Yes, Miss Emily," comes the immediate reply. "//Without// me having to ask you first?" "Yes, Miss Emily." You turn to Dierdre with a satisfied smile as she is shaking her head in amazement. "I just can't believe we didn't have you do this sooner," she says, taking a sip of her white wine and pulling her bathrobe closed more tightly. She settles into the couch, looking with fascination at (print:$name)'s swollen backside. "(print:$name) has never been so well-behaved. And you know what? I think (print:$pronoun)'s happier for it!" You nod in agreement. When (print:$name) isn't squirming over your lap, (print:$pronoun) //is// happier: (print:$pronoun)'s nicer to people at school, (print:$pronoun)'s doing better in (print:$poss_pronoun) classes...(print:$pronoun)'s even starting helping more around the house! Dierdre has been able to give the maid twice as much paid vacation time, now that (print:$pronoun) chips it. "Glad to do it," you say. You look over at (print:$name) and catch (print:$do_pronoun) looking back at you over (print:$poss_pronoun) shoulder. Although (print:$poss_pronoun) face is bright red and tear stained from the humiliating spanking you so recently gave (print:$do_pronoun) with an icing spatula in the kitchen, (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes betray a different emotion. //Gratitude?// "(print:$name) really ought to be thanking you," Dierdre goes on. "In fact...(print:$name)," she calls, "Thank Miss Emily -- for being such a great babysitter!" You have a flash of how (print:$name) would have looked at you just a month ago: nose wrinkled with disgust and annoyance, eyes narrow and full of spite. You were //enemies//, then...rivals of the worst kind. And now, when Dierdre asks (print:$do_pronoun) to thank you for a spanking, the voice comes back clear and quick: "Thank you, Miss Emily." And you can tell (print:$pronoun) means it. ---- (color:green)[**(print:$name) is completely submissive to you.**] Not only have you become your rival's permanent disciplinarian and babysitter, you're actually //good// at it! //Great job!//]{ }(else:)[(print:$name) grumbles a reply. "What was that?" Dierdre asks, leaning forward and cupping her ear. "I said //fine!//" (print:$name) shouts, turning so you can see the redness of (print:$poss_pronoun) tear-stained face. There's still water standing in (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes, trembling and glittering, about to fall. You can tell (print:$pronoun) is trying hard //not// to cry, but the humiliation is just too much: (print:$pronoun) pouts, (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom lip quivering. "That is no way to talk to Miss Emily, young (if:$gender is "boy")[man](else:)[lady]!" Deirdre exclaims. "Do we need to give you //another// lesson about sassing back?" (print:$name) bites (print:$poss_pronoun) lip hard, turning back to the wall. The way (print:$pronoun) stands arches (print:$poss_pronoun) back, sticking (print:$poss_pronoun) red tushy out adorably. You smirk. Dierdre sighs. "It's a tough job, Emily," she says, taking a sip of her white wine and pulling her bathrobe closed. "A though and thankless job. I sure am glad I've got you to help me -- especially when (print:$name) goes off to college." "She's gonna be with me in //college?!//" (print:$name) exclaims miserably. "Of course! She is a //permanent// babysitter after all." (print:$name) groans, and you and Dierdre laugh and laugh and laugh. "Happy to do it," you say, once the laughter has died down. "Very, very happy to do it..." ---- (color:green)[(print:$name) is still bratty.] Being your rival's permanent disciplinarian and babysitter is a tough job! The sass is never-ending, and (print:$name)'s bottom is always in need of a warming. But hey -- //someone// has to do it! See if you can get a different ending by playing again!] #THE END

(unless:$realtime >= 7)Y[ou look at (print:$name).(set:$hours=0)(set:$minutes=0)(set:$spanks=0) (display:"APPEARANCE") [[[Start with a spanking|SPANKING]](if:$time is 8)[ [[Give an ALL-DAY spanking|ALL-DAY SPANKING SCENE 1]]] [Alternate punishments]<alternates|]<choice|(click:?alternates)[(replace:?choice)[//Maybe I'll try something other than spanking...// (display:"ALTERNATES") [[Nevermind|MAIN INTERACTION]]]]](else:)[(display:"APPEARANCE") You look down at your rival, red-faced and teary eyed, shifting from butt cheek to butt cheek uncomfortably, and you decide the All-Day Punishment is done. "Alright, (print:$name)," you say cheerily. "Time for bed!" "B-But it's barely seven o'clock!" (print:$name) exclaims. You raise your eyebrows. "Oh -- so you aren't tired yet? You'd like our All-Day Punishment to //continue//, then?" (print:$name) stands immediately, pouting but obedient. "No, Miss Emily," (print:$pronoun) says quickly. "N-no, I can go to bed now." You and Dierdre exchange a smug glance. //Well. That settles **that**.//] [[Continue|ENDING 2]]]

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(color:green)[**8:06 AM**] //THWAP! THWAP! THWAP! THWAP!// "Guungh!" You keep a tight rhythm on (print:$name)'s bottom across your lap with your cupped palm, moving in a circle to cover more space. (print:$name)'s nose is bobbing just inches from the carpet, and occasionally when you get a particularly well-connected //SMACK!// (print:$pronoun) kicks up a foot or throws back (print:$poss_pronoun) head. //FWAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!// "Aaaannnnghhhhh!" (print:$name) moans, gritting (print:$poss_pronoun) teeth. The blood surges to (print:$poss_pronoun), and not only from the gravity. "This is so freaking //stupid//..." //THWOP! WHAP! WHAP! THWAP!// "OW!" (print:$name) snaps. "Nnnnrggh!" You glance at the clock on the wall, then back at (print:$name)'s heinie, which is pinkening nicely across the buttocks and upper thighs. "I wouldn't waste my breath, Holloway," you say nonchalantly. "I'm just getting warmed up." "What//ever//," (print:$name) snaps back -- but you see (print:$do_pronoun) flinch as another particularly loud //pop// rings out of (print:$poss_pronoun) stinging rear end... [[Continue|ALL-DAY SPANKING SCENE 3]]

{(set:$realtime=$time) (if:$time>12)[(set:$am_pm="PM")(set:$realtime=$time-12)]}

1) A "Spank All Day" option that leads to a descriptive passage, for people who just want to do 12-hours straight of bun-beating punishment. It'll be written sort of like the Heidi scene in the Christmas game, with multiple passages that check ins at multiple points of the day. 2) Options for mouth-soaping, embarrassing cornertime positions, and other alternate punishments to do between rounds of spankings 3) 2 more position options and a new location to spank your rival in 4) Options to dress your rival in humiliating outfits as they're being punished

You cross one leg over the other. (print:$name), still glaring hard at you, seems to shift slightly. A flicker of worry crosses (print:$poss_pronoun) face, almost too quickly to notice. You fold your arms, basking in the warm glow of your rival's humiliation, meeting (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes. For a while, (print:$pronoun) holds...but finally, (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes go to the floor, (print:$poss_pronoun) ears bright red and face hot, and (print:$pronoun) pulls at the hem of (print:$poss_pronoun) shirt. Defeated. "Here's what's going to happen today," you say matter-of-factly. You lean forward slightly. "I am going to have you over my lap for a spanking. All. Day. //Long.//" (print:$name)'s face twitches, but (print:$pronoun) stays silent, biting the inside of (print:$poss_pronoun) cheek. "You've had a spanking that lasts for 5 minutes. You've had spankings that have lasted for half-an-hour or more. But this will be your first ever //12-hour// spanking. No breaks. No pausing. No cornertime until the end. You will bare your bottom now and get over my lap," you say sternly, pointing to your knees, "and your punishment will begin. //Right. Now.//" A frantic relay of emotions seems to surge across (print:$name)'s face, even as (print:$pronoun) remains silent. Of course, all the while (print:$pronoun)'s thinking, loudly enough for you to //hear// it through (print:$poss_pronoun) tightly pursed lips: //This is **so** unfair.// And yet, at the same time, there's a submission. An worried acceptance. //I can't believe this is happening to me...// When you mention the length of the spanking, you see disbelief. //There's no **way** you can spank me for 12-hours straight//, (print:$pronoun) seems to think, defiant...then, uncertain: //...could you?// You smirk, patting your lap, as (print:$name) sighs deeply and starts to pull down (print:$poss_pronoun) pants. //We'll see,// you think to yourself. //We'll see//... [[Continue|ALL-DAY SPANKING SCENE 2]]

(color:green)[**11:35 AM**] //**WHACK! WHOCK! WHACK! WHOCK!**// (print:$name) flails wildly as (print:$poss_pronoun) butt cheeks dance to the furious rhythm of the wooden spoon. Gripping the chair legs, white-knuckled, (print:$pronoun) blinks tears out of (print:$poss_pronoun) eyes as the swats rain down, raising spoon-shaped red marks across (print:$poss_pronoun) sit-spots and thighs. "Owwwwwwwww! //OWWWW!// You can't -- GAAH! -- //dooooo thiisss!//" (print:$name) whines as you round off another dozen hard //smacks//. "I certainly //can//." //**WHOCK! THWACK! THWOCK! FWOCK!**// "AAAAAHAAAOWWWW! I'm //sorry//, okay?! I'm //sorry!//" (print:$name) has tears welling up in both eyes, and when (print:$pronoun) clenches them shut, bracing against the pain of another double-spank -- //**THWOCK! THWACK!**// -- they run streaming down (print:$poss_pronoun) cheeks. At this point, (print:$name)'s bottom is entirely cherry-red: both buttocks are brightly colored, like two maraschinos side-by-side. Crescent-shaped elts are starting to rise along the particularly attended space at the bottom of (print:$poss_pronoun) cheeks and top of (print:$poss_pronoun) thighs. You decide that it's time for a broader, flatter affect. (print:$name) looks back, chest heaving, just in time to see you reach beneath the chair. "Wh-What are you doing -- what is -- oh no...no, no, not the hairbrush, //pleeeeeease!//" ###//**THWACK!**// "AAAAAAAAAAOWWWWWWWWWWW!" [[Continue|ALL-DAY SPANKING SCENE 5]]

[Cornertime]<ct|(if:$location is "master bathroom")[ [Mouth soaping]<ms|](if:$location is "rival bedroom")[ [Take temperature]<rt|]{ }(click:?ct)[(replace:?choice)[(display:"CORNERTIME")]]{ }(click:?ms)[(replace:?choice)[(display:"MOUTH SOAPING")]]{ }(click:?rt)[(replace:?choice)[(display:"THERMOMETER")]]

(color:green)[**9:47 AM**] //THWAP! THWAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHOP!// "Gaaaaa//haaaaahaoowww!//" (print:$name) wails. "I get it! //I get it!//" "Oho, I don't think you do," you say, resting your hand on (print:$name)'s rosey behind. (print:$name) is panting and gasping, but in the brief respite -- the first since you started more than an hour and a half before -- (print:$pronoun) turns hopefully. You see that (print:$poss_pronoun) blushing face has a slight sheen of sweat -- kicking and reeling under several //hundred// hand spanks must be a hell of a workout -- and (print:$pronoun) smirks with exaggerated bravado. "Hand getting tired?" (print:$pronoun) says. You give (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom one firm //smack// just to make (print:$do_pronoun) cry out. "Aaagha!" You grin. "Music to my ears." But (print:$name) is right: your hand //is// getting tired. You look at your red and stingy palm and clench your fist. //Time to try a new approach.// (print:$name)'s eyes go wide as you reach below the chair -- and pull out a wooden spoon. "N-No...wait a second...can't we --" //**CRACK!**// "//Waaaaaaaaaahhaaahaaaaaa//!" [[Continue|ALL-DAY SPANKING SCENE 4]]

(color:green)[**2:15 PM**] ###//**THWOCK! THWOCK! WHACK! WHACK! THWOP!// "G-GAAH! //OW!//...OWWWW! //OWHAA!// P-please, it -- //OWWW!//" You watch with great satisfaction as your rival's bottom flattens and springs back into shape beneath the hard, flat back of the hairbrush, over and over, darkening to crimson as (print:$name) squeals and cries. By this point, you've been spanking (print:$name)'s bottom for more than //six hours// straight. Luckily, your arm is barely even tired -- you aren't sure if it's the hours of violin lessons or your brief career as a softball pitcher, but whatever it was has paid off. You were a bit hungry, of course, but powering through lunch was easy -- it's easy to watch the minutes fly by when you're having this much //fun.// ###//**THWOCK! THWACK! THWOCK! THWACK!// "MMPH!...OW!...//ohmigod I -- OWWWW!//" Between //smacks//, (print:$name) is whimpering and gasping. Every so often, (print:$pronoun) still tries to protest, but now it sounds more like pleading: (print:$poss_pronoun) backside has taken on a vermillion hue, and the heat pouring off it makes you feel like you're standing in front of an open stove. Words are starting to lose meaning to (print:$name), and the complete and total submission begins. More and more, (print:$name) is sounding less like an 18-year-old with a college scholarship offer and more like a //very// sorry naughty child. "PUH-PLEEEEASE! //OW! OWWWWWWW! IT HUUUURTS!//" [[Continue|ALL-DAY SPANKING SCENE 6]]

(color:green)[**4:39 PM**] ###//THOP! THWOCK! THWACK! THWACK!// "WAAAAAAHAAAAAHAAAAAAHAAAOWWWW! //WHAAAAAAAHAAAAAAOWWW!//" (print:$name) //howls// as (print:$poss_pronoun) blistering spanking continues past hour //eight// without stopping. Even when you were refueling with a granola bar, you kept the spanks coming, pinning down (print:$poss_pronoun) back with your elbow during bites. At this point, (print:$poss_pronoun) rear end is entirely crimson, with quite a few dark bruises forming in some especially tender places. Tears are streaming down (print:$name)'s face, dropping on the hardwood floor with loud //clicks//. There are no more words for the pain (print:$pronoun)'s feeling, and at this point (print:$pronoun)'s too exhausted to even brace or squirm. All (print:$pronoun) can do is hold on tight... "I believe that I'm //finally// getting through," you say cheekily. (print:$name) only hiccups a sob. ###//THWOCK! THWOCK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK!// "AAAAAIEEEEEEEEEEEEEE//EEEEEEE//!" By this point, (print:$name)'s entirely bottom is swollen and dark red, from the entire face of both cheeks to the middle of (print:$poss_pronoun) thighs. But you've been saving //one// spot right up until this point. You reach down beneath the chair and swap your hairbrush out for your final implement. (print:$name) continues to sob -- (print:$poss_pronoun) backside is so sore at this point that it takes (print:$do_pronoun) a moment to tell the swats have stopped. When (print:$pronoun) does, (print:$pronoun) turns around shakily, perhaps expecting that you're about to give the Final Scolding and end the punishment at last. ...but instead, (print:$pronoun) sees that you are holding up a //long, thin, cane...// [[Continue|ALL-DAY SPANKING SCENE 7]]

(color:green)[**5:29 PM**] //**fffWAP! ffWOP! fffWAP! fffWOP!**// (print:$name) is blubbering uncontrollably as you deliver still more stinging //whips// with the cane to the raw space between (print:$poss_pronoun) scarlet buttocks. You are pinching apart (print:$poss_pronoun) cheeks to expose (print:$name)'s tight, star-shaped anus for its own penalty-style punishment. Now (print:$poss_pronoun)'s backside is //entirely// dark red and fiendishly sore -- inside //and// out. "I'm s-s-sorry, E-Emily..." (print:$name) stammers as you set the small cane aside, completely defeated. "R-Really...I..." Still hiccuping, (print:$pronoun) looks back at you with red rimmed eyes, hair stuck to (print:$poss_pronoun) face with sweat and tears, nose running and face hot. At this point, you can see (print:$pronoun) means it. But the 12-hours isn't //quite// up yet. "Good," you say simply, raising your hand. "Now, let's finish up your punishment -- less than three-hours to go!" (print:$name) groans loudly, then begins to cry out aloud again as your palm -- refreshed now -- //cracks// down on (print:$poss_pronoun) well-punished behind. //THWAP!// "Owwwhaaaaaaaahaaaowww!" //THWOP!// "Waaaa//aaaaaaaaah!//" Head bowed, legs kicking, eyes clenched tight, (print:$name) miserably settles in for the home stretch of the worst twelve hours of (print:$poss_pronoun) life. [[Continue|ALL-DAY SPANKING SCENE 8]]

(color:green)[**7:05 PM**] //THWOP! THWAP! THWAP! THWACK!// "AAAAAAAAAAAH!" "So again -- //why// are you getting this spanking?" (print:$name)'s tears are spilling face, and (print:$poss_pronoun) bottom is maroon with mottled bruising. Now (print:$pronoun) holds position and replies quickly and without irony: "B-Because I was a bad (print:$gender)!" "That's //right//." //THWAP! THWAP! THWACK! WHACK!// "OWWWWWWW!" "You //deserve// this spanking. //Because// you were so bad." //THWOCK! THWACK! THWAP! THWAP!// "AAAAH! //OW!// YES! YES!" "//Say// it." //THWAP!// "//I DESERVE THIS SPANKING!//" "Why?" //WHAP!// "BECAUSE I WAS A BAD (if:$gender is "boy")[BOY](else:)[GIRL]!" (print:$name) is hysterical at this point, crying non-stop as the smacks ring out through the room, through the apartment, and out onto the street. "That's right," you say, smirking. "Bad (print:$gender)s //need// spankings. So you should //thank// me for spanking you." //THWAP! THWAP! THWOP!// "Th-Thank you!" (print:$name) whimpers, almost in relief, as (print:$poss_pronoun) humiliation reaches its maximal point. "Thank you for spanking me!" "Good (print:$name)," you say. And (print:$name)'s face seems to light up with pride...even as the spankings and the crying continues, never slowing, never stopping, like the tide on a distant beach, carrying (print:$do_pronoun) far, far away... [[FINAL]]

(color:green)[**8:00 PM**] //THWAP! THWOP! **THWAP!**//. "Alright, (print:$name)...your punishment is over." (print:$name) doesn't seem to hear you at first -- (print:$pronoun) doesn't move, still trembling and crying across your lap, bottom like a blazing fire, dark crimson and plum-colored all over, down to mid-thigh. Then (print:$pronoun) turns and you see (print:$poss_pronoun) tear-stained, blushing face as (print:$pronoun) strains to speak. The words go unsaid. "Your punishment is over," you say. "You can get up." Shakily -- knees still knocking and heart still racing from the adrenaline, the mind-numbing //rush// of submission -- (print:$name) stands. You spanked (print:$name) (color:red)[(random:39000,43,000)] times. With your hand, the wooden spoon, the hairbrush, and a cane. //For twelve hours//. And now, it's finally done.(set:$lesson=10)(set:$brattiness=0) [[Continue|ENDING 2]]

---- ["You need some time to think about your behavior. You're going to the corner //now//." "B-But --" "//**Now**.//" (print:$name) flinches at the sternness of your voice and goes immediately to put (print:$poss_pronoun) nose into the corner. You take a seat, crossing your arms as you look at your rival, standing with (print:$poss_pronoun) back to you, red-faced that you can feel the heat from where you stand. "Here," you say, handing (print:$name) a quarter. "You'll keep this against the wall using only your nose. If it drops, I'm taking you over my lap." (print:$name) looks down at the coin in her palm, eyebrows raised. "And you'll have to be up on your tiptoes, hands on your head.(if:$clothing is (a:))[..actually," you say, stroking your chin thoughtfully, "actually, I want your hands to be spreading your butt cheeks apart." "What?!" "You can have privacy when you earn it," you say simply. "Now, get up there.]" (print:$name) is (if:$clothing is (a:))[completely naked, spreading (print:$poss_pronoun) (display:"BOTTOM") cheeks apart to show you (print:$poss_pronoun) rosebud(set:$lesson=$lesson+1)](else:)[wearing (print:$clothing.join(",")) and a furious pout], holding the quarter to the wall with (print:$poss_pronoun) nose. After just a few seconds, you can see (print:$poss_pronoun) legs wobbling from the strain of standing on tiptoe. You take in the view with a smirk on your face. Cornertime will be //one// hour. You set the timer on your phone.(set:$time=$time+1) [End cornertime]<end|]<cornertime|(click:?end)[(replace:?cornertime)["Okay, that's enough, (print:$name)," you say, standing. (print:$name) turns, looking very much as though (print:$pronoun)'s been thinking hard about "(print:$poss_pronoun) behavior." Blushing to (print:$poss_pronoun) collarbone, (print:$pronoun) refuses to meet your eyes. The punishment can now continue. [[Continue|MAIN INTERACTION]]]](set:$corner_time=$corner_time+1)

---- "It's time we wash out that dirty mouth of yours," you say, grabbing (print:$name) by the ear and leading (print:$do_pronoun) to the sink. (print:$name) protests loudly, especially when (print:$pronoun) sees the size of the soap bar you take out from the cabinet. "Wait, hang on -- no no no no n///ergghhfff!//" With the soap bar plugged into (print:$pronoun) mouth and lathering at the edges, standing there (if:$clothing is "nothing")[completely naked](else:)[in (print:$clothing.join(",")) and nothing else] in front of the mirror, (print:$name) is a sight to behold. At first, (print:$pronoun) scowls fiercely against the bitter taste, but as (print:$pronoun) watches (print:$poss_pronoun) reflection (print:$poss_pronoun) face softens into sheer, helpless humiliation. Tear tracks mingle with soap bubbles at (print:$poss_pronoun) mouth, dripping down to (print:$poss_pronoun) chin. You decide, after a minute, to remove the bar. (print:$name) spits angrily, eyes watering. "Bleghgh!" (print:$pronoun) exclaims, smacking (print:$poss_pronoun) lips. "That's better," you say. Now the punishment can continue. [[Continue|MAIN INTERACTION]](set:$mouth_soaping=$mouth_soaping+1)

--- "You've been such a bad (print:$gender) that I'm half-thinking you must be sick," you announce. "We're going to take your temperature. Bring me the thermometer." (print:$name) looks at you, confused. "And //not// the one that goes under your tongue." (print:$name) moans. And so, you lie (print:$name) on the bed with (print:$poss_pronoun) (display:"BOTTOM") bottom in the air, dip the thermometor tip in vaseline, and plant it into (print:$poss_pronoun) tushy like a little umbrella in a fancy cocktail. (print:$name) squirms, and you press down on (print:$poss_pronoun) back. "It feels //weird!//" (print:$pronoun) finally complains. "Hush. Almost done." When the thermometer beeps you pluck it out, and (print:$name) buries (print:$poss_pronoun) red face into the pillow. "Hm...seems normal," you say. "I guess you //aren't// sick after all..." (print:$name) gives you a furious look that seems to say: //Of **course** I'm not! You just **wanted** to do that!!!// You laugh and shake your head as you cap the petroleum jelly to put it away. "Well...there goes //that// excuse. Now, where were we in your punishment?"(set:$temperature="normal") [[Continue|MAIN INTERACTION]]