Amy and Toots/Page4

Toots’ First Shopping Trip
Toots’ awoke in her bright and childlike room. She gazed at the patterns on the wall paper. She wondered if she was allowed to get up in the morning without permission. She badly needed to empty her bladder, but decided it would be more prudent to see what the rules were, and to not make any assumptions.

It was ten minutes later when the door opened suddenly, with no warning. That was something else she would have to get used to, absolutely no guaranteed privacy.

Emerald entered. She was dressed in a lacy black negligee, with a slinky nightie underneath. “Good morning Toots.” she said brightly “I see you’re already awake.” “Good morning Mummy.” “Did you sleep alright dear?” “Yes thank you Mummy.” “That’s good. Now I want you to pull back those covers and get yourself turned over for a good dose of the maple hair brush.” “Mummy... may... may I please go to the loo first? I really need to.” “Alright then. I don’t want a wet bed to deal with do I? As quick as you can.”

Toots scampered out of bed, rushed to the bathroom, and was back within a minute. Mummy was holding the hair brush ready. “Now.” she said. “I want you on your bed. Bottom high in the air. Knees right up to your shoulders, nightie lifted right forward over your head.” Toots quickly adopted this position.

WHAP! The first blow from the hair brush caused her to bite her pillow. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! Emerald was surprised, but pleased to note her daughter kept position. Twelve times the hard wood landed on the soft plump cheeks. They glowed crimson. Toots was crying desperately, but still she held position.

Her Mummy decided to make the next few spanks a bit harder, and she brought the brush down with the full force of her strength. That did cause Toots to leap up and clutch at her tortured bottom.

“Don’t you dare move when your being spanked young lady.” Emerald wrapped. “Back into position at once, and you will have that again.”

Sobbing, her face completely awash with tears. Toots got back into position. Three more times the brush landed, with as much force as Emerald could manage. Her daughter managed not to move again, but her anguished howls rang out.

“There.” Emerald lay down the brush. “Now I want you to stand up Toots, and hold your nightie high above your waist.”

With the tears still streaming down her face, Toots obeyed. The degradation of such an action mattered nothing compared with the pain that radiated from her behind.

“Now, go downstairs to your Daddy in the lounge, be careful to keep your nightie right up. When you get to Daddy I want you to ask him to take a look at your pretty red bottom.”

Despite her pain, Toots was totally mortified. However she did not hesitate. She had resolved to take all her punishments as meekly as possible. It was a way of showing how penitent she truly was.

She hurried downstairs as best she could, the tears still falling and the awkwardness of holding up the nightie made it quite a slow process. She found Daddy reading his newspaper in the lounge.

He looked up as she stood before him. “Daddy.” she choked. “Please would you look at my pretty red bottom.” “Yes, I’ll certainly do that.” he said putting down his newspaper. “Turn around for me.” She obeyed.

“My word, Mummy certainly has reddened that for you hasn’t she?” “Yes Daddy.” “Go and fetch my ruler from the drawer in my desk and bring it to me, and I’ll see if I can make it just a little redder, keep the nightie nice and high now.”

Toots found it difficult to rummage in the drawer and hold her nightie high. Her bottom was burning so badly, the thought of more punishment was overwhelming. She thought she would be scolded for lingering, and taking too long to return, but Daddy did not seem irritated when she returned to him with the ruler. She handed it to him, and stood waiting for his instruction.

He held out his large arm and said “Just lean over my arm, and keep the nightie well out of the way.” She leant forward. His arm felt strong and secure.

A dozen times the flat wooden ruler rapped down, causing her to sobs to turn again to wails. He then turned her around into his arms and let her cry, which she did for quite ten minutes before she quietened at all. Mummy had rejoined them by this time.

“I want you to take a quick shower.” Mummy said. “Dress in the clothes that I have left on your bed, and then come down for some breakfast, and then you and I are going to the shops.” “Yes Mummy.” Toots hurried away.

She cried all through her shower. When she looked at the clothes Mummy had set out for her, she noted quite quickly that there were no knickers. She put on the white vest, and the orange dress, decorated with yellow stitching. It gathered at the waist and tied at the back with a large bow. Orange socks, and blue shoes, then she hurried downstairs.

Mummy was seated at the table and she poured tea for Toots and handed over a slice of toast and marmalade. Toots did not like marmalade, but she realised choosing what she ate, was like so many things a thing of the past. She sat down, and yelped. Her bottom was still burning so badly.

She began her breakfast, and wondered if she was allowed to speak, or if at meal times she was expected to sit silently. She decided to remain silent until spoken to. Mummy was busy reading the paper, then the telephone rang, and she was away from the table for a good ten minutes. Toots was silently waiting when she returned.

“Have you finished your breakfast darling?” Mummy asked, and gave her a quick hug as she spoke. “Yes, thank you Mummy.” “Then you may leave the table and come into the lounge with me for a while.”

Emerald began to paint her nails, Toots sat tentatively upon the armchair. It was a little better than the hard kitchen chair, but it still hurt. “Mummy may I ask a few questions?” “Of course you can sweetheart. You may ask Daddy and I anything you like, and you know that we are here to help you with any problems that you may have. I know you have only been with us a day, but we already absolutely adore you. You are everything we wished for in a little daughter and we are so lucky to have got you. Now what’s on your mind?”

“I was just wondering about some of the rules, I don’t want to mess up. In the morning when I wake up, am I allowed to get up?” “You are allowed to go to the loo if you need to. But unless you are given special permission the night before, you must stay in bed until Daddy or I come to get you up.”

“Do I have to wait until I’m told before I bath or wash?” “You may go to the loo as nature calls, and you may wash your little hands if they get grubby, but certainly no baths or showers without us knowing.”

“May I speak at meal times?” “Certainly not, unless you are spoken to. And you will not leave the table without permission.”

“No Mummy. The Magistrate... he mentioned special punishment days. May Day is one of them and that’s not too far away. I wondered what will happen then.”

“Well.” Emerald finished painting her nails, and sprayed them all dry. “On May Day morning you will have a special present. I think you will get fun out of that, but it has a sting in the tail too!”

Toots almost groaned. She knew that would be the case. “Then.” Mummy continued. “You will go to dance round the May Pole, and there will be special spanks there, and then later the Mayor will give out a special prize, but that part I think we’ll leave as a surprise for now.”

“I... I noticed that there were no knicks for me to wear.” Toots blushed scarlet as she mentioned this. “That’s right. You don’t need any today.”

Mummy crossed over and cuddled her close. “I know it’s hard to get used to it all.” she said soothingly. “The first few days will be the hardest, and then you’ll settle down. You know that as a naughty little penitatas that you have to take your punishment.” “Yes Mummy I know that. I will try to accept it and not make a fuss.” “There’s my good girl. Now we are going to walk to the precinct as it is such a nice day. Out in the lobby you will find a child restraint, go and fetch it and lets pop it on you.”

Toots was totally aghast as she went to fetch it. Child restraints were sometimes used by parents of toddlers in areas where there were crowds or traffic. The precinct, the local shopping centre, was neither of these things, and neither was Toots a toddler. But then she recalled that sometimes in the past she had seen penitatas in such restraints, and she had seen much worse. Punishment dresses showing well smacked bare bottoms, or even very occasionally bare children who had been stripped for punishment. No one took any notice of it. Naughty penitatas had to put up with such things. Toots realised that she deserved it, and she held out her arms compliantly as Mummy put the harness on and secured it at the back.

She walked along obediently beside Mummy. She could not move more than a few inches or the restraints pulled. Mummy was holding them tightly. Toots’ face burned with shame, but no one paid any heed other than to smile approvingly. As this was the district that she had lived in before her sentence, she was in mortal dread of encountering people she had known when she had been a curvy and sophisticated woman. Then to her absolute horror she saw a crowd she had often spent time with, all drinking and laughing together in the garden of the pub. they were passing. She thought she would surely die, but then she realized that not one of them had recognized her.

She was not surprised that the first place they headed for when they reached the shops was ‘The Discipline Store.’ “Can I help you Madam?” a smartly dressed man approached. “Yes I need some equipment for my daughter. She is a very recent, first time rejuve, so is still settling.” “I see, and what a big girl too! We don’t often see such big girls as a fresh rejuve. Now what is it you’re looking for. Perhaps madam would like to restrain the naughty girl here, whilst I show her some of our items.”

“I think that would be ideal.” Toots was taken to a bench, another little girl of about seven was seated there, quietly crying. When Toots looked she noted that the bench had pointed little pyramids carved into its seat.

“Dress up.” Mummy instructed. Toots lifted her dress and then was lifted up by the man and set well back on the seat. It was too high for her feet to touch the ground. Toots’ restraints were secured to the wall behind where loops were provided for the purpose. As the little pyramids bit into her bare rump she gave out a howl.

“Now wait here, while I find some nice things to buy you.” Mummy said giving her a hug. She sat there crying, but at least here she was not alone. The other little girl was crying too. She was able to shift her weight a little from side to side. Toots could not do this as her restraints held her tightly. After a few moments the little girl turned and said spitefully “You’re bigger than me, but you’ve got baby restraints.” “Well you’re younger and have got longer to go ‘till you grow up.” Toots was surprised to find herself respond to the taunt so childishly.

She was left there for at least twenty minutes. She could not move an inch and as the time passed. the pain in her bottom increased so much the tears were streaming down her face. Her little companion was in the same state when her Daddy came to collect her, and then Toots was left alone.

Then through her tears Toots noted Mike Landis approaching her. “Hello Toots.” he squatted before her. “Your Mummy has asked me to collect you as she felt you might have had enough of sitting here, but she has not finished her shopping yet.” Even though she would rather have encountered any other person whilst in her present predicament Toots found she welcomed his presence. He unhooked her restraints and lifted her down and gathered her to into his arms.

“There there.” she said soothingly. He let her cry and rocked her back and forth for a while until she was a little calmer. “I can’t help crying Mike.” she finally managed to choke apologetically. “Of course you can’t sweetie.” he said. “Your a little girl, and little girls do cry. Now come on, let’s go find your Mummy.” He did not rebuke her for forgetting to call him ‘uncle’

He did not use the restraints to lead her through the racks of clothes and rails of paddles and canes. He tucked them up and held her hand. She wondered what he was doing here. Could he be buying something to discipline Amy with? Was Amy with him? “Is Amy with you Uncle Mike?” she remembered this time. “No, she’s not.”

Emerald was gathering together her purchases. “Hello dear. How did you find that bench?” “It really made my bottom so sore.” she replied tearfully. “Well I have just ordered a stool, made in exactly the same design and that is to be delivered to us tomorrow. You will be spending quite a time sitting upon it.” Fresh tears rolled down Toots’ face.

Nearby howls rang out as another naughty little penitatas, a baby of four or so, was being spanked with a light paddle. Her Mummy could easily hold her still and although the child wriggled desperately, each spank landed exactly where it was aimed.

Toots stared for a moment, and then realized that was exactly what she must look like when she was being punished. Well.. perhaps not exactly, Toots did try to keep completely still, but this little girl was not complying at all.

“I have got you lots of lovely new things.” Emerald said breaking into her thoughts. “Thank you Mummy.” her voice was still choked with tears. “And these you can wear right away.” Mummy held up a pair of pain-ties, special knickers that delivered sharp little snappy stings to bottoms.

"I have bought you several levels, but as you really have been a very good girl today, you can wear level one.” “Thank you Mummy.”

The shop assistant came forward to help her put them on, and he lifted her dress high as she did so. As they snapped into place she howled afresh. “Now.” Mummy said. “We can go home and look at all the other lovely things I have bought. And another treat, you won’t have to walk home with your restraints, just to Mike’s car, he is going to give us a lift home.

This was certainly a relief to hear. Mike took up most of the packages, Emerald took just one carrier bag, but as all was boldly emblazoned with the motif ‘The Discipline Store’ there was no doubt as to where they had been.

“You can carry this one.” Mummy said handing her a smaller bag. She took up her grip of the child restraints and they made their way back through the crowds. Each step back to the car had sent a biting sting accross her sore bottom. When they reached the car Mike lifted her up and firmly sat her in the child seat. An extra sharp sting shot accross her rear.

“Owww!” “Sit quietly now.” he instructed. “Any nonsense on the way home and I shall spank you when we get there.” Toots sat completely silently all the way home, even though several more biting stings shot accross her bottom.