At the mall/Page9

At the Mall
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Kimberly lay limply over her mother's lap and cried. It took her several seconds to realise that the paddle wasn't falling onto her bruised, welted and now blistered behind. The little girl took in huge heaving gasps of air while snot, mucus and tears pooled on the floor.

She'd herd Julia speaking during the spanking. Kimberly remembers bits but most of it had been washed away by the pain. When she herd Julia say, "You did very well." at the end Kimberly smiled. It was a weak, pained smile but a smile. Of course most of her attention was firmly fixated on that burning throbbing mass of flesh that had once been her bottom.

You were areal idiot to ask for a blistering! Kimberly thought Exactly what did you think it was going to be like? You've gotten blistered on a Special day but to ASK FOR one?!?

She sniffled and when she was sure she could talk she said, "Momma? T-thank you for blistering me." She stared at the ground and sniffled a little more. "I don't think I was really thinking when I ask you to do that." When she felt the paddle removed form her back she shakily stood and kept her hands on Julia's legs for support for a moment and hiccuped. "Momma? I know I have another set." she stuttered out, "But please? Not the hairbrush? Please? My bum is just one big ball of pain." The little girl looked at Julia and then looked down. "i know you wouldn't ever hurt me intentionally. Uncle Mitchel said to rust you and I do."

Kimberly drew in a breath and let it out. Looking up the 6yo said, "I won't fight if it's the brush, that'd just make it worse but please Momma, don't make it the hairbrush." then she thought to add, "Maybe the helper paddle?"

Before her mother can even respond Kimberly straightens suddenly with a surprised look on her face. She hobbles backwards about three steps before pressing her legs together and bending her knees slightly. Her hands fly to her crotch and she presses inward, then the surprised look changes into mortification as her bladder lets got. "W-well..." the youngster said, apparently trying to find a bright side, "At least I didn't pee all over you."

"Oh no, dear.." Julia jumped to her feet, half panicking but half laughing at the same time. "Stay, just - stay there! Don't spread it around!" Julia dashed to the door and opened it - calling out "Clean up on isle five!" Mitchel appeared at the door soon after and Julia explained about Kimberly's little accident. "I guess - she really needed to go - eh!" He laughed, "I'll get some towels!" "I'll come with you!" Julia responds, turning back to her daughter. "You can have some timeout for now - rest your bottom. Just stand there with your hands on your head!" Julia leaves her daughter in the barren room, with nothing but the chair and the shopping and goes off to find a towel.

Standing straighter but not moving so she wouldn't spread the mess around, Kimberly took the ribbon off her wrists. She wondered what to do with it. Mommy said just to stand here and rest your bottom the youngster thought as she put her hands on top of her head. That's all you need to do.

Her eyes wandered over to the shopping bags. Oh no! the little girl told herself, NO WAY! You keep your curiosity out of those bags! You have still got a hair brushing to go and a bedtime spanking! You don't need to EARN another one! She really wanted to rub her bottom, it was hot and sore. The 6yo tried to think of something else but it was pretty hard to do. It was just a relief to stand and not have anything smacking into it. Then a devilish thought entered her brain. She didn't think it was naughty. Letting her hands off her head she looked at the ribbon she was still holding. Yep! The child thought with a little giggle. Carefully she wrapped the ribbon around ehr waist. The red ribbon was long enough, and she was skinny enough, that there was enough for a neat little bow. Kimberly then turned the ribbon carefully so the bow was at the back.

Slowly, carefully her hands inched downward as her eyes focused on the door. She was just about to start rubbing when the door opened. Little Kimbers froze, eyes widening.

"Hey," came the very soft voice of the last person she'd expected to see.

"Jacob?!?" Kimberly asked after swallowing her heart back into position. Yanking her hands back into position she looked at the older Penni boy. "What are you doing?!?"

"I saw your name," Jacob said softly, "And your folks headed off somewhere. So how's it going?" Careful of how she stepped Kimberly turned to show him her blistered bottom. She turned back as he whistled. "Man, I never saw anything that bad until June's Easter Sunday! 66 were what she wound up with and she was only a 3yo!"

"June?" Kimberly asked in puzzlement.

"My baby sister. Daddy's doing a 4-step with her." he jumped a little and then said, "Uh-oh gotta go! Later Kimberly!" With that he was gone, the door still left slightly ajar.

Kimberly blushes a little when Mitchel comes in but soon he's gone and it's time to face the last part of her punishment, she hoped. Boys are weird... Kimberly thought before mentally adding And Jacob is insane!

Before too long, Julia and Mitchel returned carrying towels and being accompanied by an attendant for the booths. "Yes, yes!" the attendant was saying to them, "We have some excellent recordings - I guarantee a wide range of responses!" Julia comes to the door to find it open and hesitates, just for a moment, before waving the attendant away with a polite 'Thankyou very much' and entering, Mitchel closely behind.

"Gimme that here!" She speaks to the older boy, trying to mop up some of the pee on the ground and paying close attention to what parts of the smooth floor were wet. "Step!" she instructs her daughter, getting the girl to lift her feet and step onto the towels before wiping her little girl down. "Very good - I guess your body did have a bit of a shock didn't it?"

Cleaning her daughter off, Julia banishes her older charge from the room. "We won't be much longer." She instructs him, "And thanks the attendant for the towels. OH - and the extra time! He was very generous!" "Will do!" Mitch calls back as he closes the door behind him, Julia ruffles her daughter's hair, sits back down again on the wooden seat and riffles through her handbag. She retrieves both the hairbrush and her 'Little Mother's Helper' and puts them both on her lap.

"Now listen very carefully!" Julia prompts, looking up at Kimberly. "Which of these I use will depend on the answer to the next question? Did you stay exactly where I told you to while I was gone?"

When Julia asks the question that would determine what implement to be used the little girl gulped a little. "Mommy, I did stand still with my hands on my head but then... I wanted to rub my bottom a little so I er... tied the ribbon around my waist to get my hands closer but before I could rub um... the door opened." She blushes and shuffles her fet a bit. "I thought it was you at first. Then Jacob sticks his head in the room."

The child feels her ears grow warm as she adds, "He asked me how it was going so I turned so he could see my bottom." She frowns a little, "He said it was just as bad as what his baby sister got for her Easter Spankings." She scowls then, "Was he calling me a baby?!?" Shaking the question away she continues, "He left then. Except for those two things I didn't move." Then deciding to confess she admits, "I did want to look in the bags but didn't because that would have been naughty, I know I'd earn a spanking if I did, but if I'm a good girl I'll find out sooner or later if you want me to know." Despite trying to sound mature she was clearly fishing for some clues.

Julia sat on the chair as Kimberly spilled out her story, trying to judge how much of it was true. It was obvious that the ribbon that had bound her daughters hand was now around Kimberly's waist, like a bow on a present, and it was even more true that there hadn't been any wet footprints on the floor to indicate the little girl had moved. On the other hand, Julia hadn't seen the boy Jacob on coming back to the booths so there was no telling if that part was true, or if the comment about the bags of shopping was misdirection of some kind.

Julia looked at Kimberly with her head tilted to the side as she weighed the information given, looking all for the world like some blond haired owl. Finally, Julia put the hairbrush back in her bag.

"Alright, Kimberly." Julia used the helpers paddle to tap her leg, the signal she used to tell Kimberly to come beside her. "I believe you - and I trust you. You have, despite your bad behaviour today, been extremely honest about your behaviour and I respect that!" Julia reached out, preventing Kimberly from putting herself across her parents lap - just yet, and gave Kimberly a hug. "Now, let's break open some of those blisters!" She instructs, "Then We'll be done for the day. We can put you in a pair of your new paintees and take you home!"

After the brief hug, Julia helps the young girl over her knee to begin the final spanking.

YES! Kimberly thoughts Julia put the hairbrush away. That Momma's Helper Paddle is gonan hurt but as least it's not eh brush!

"I like the sound of finishing up Mommy and going home." She didn't like the idea of wearing painties but complaining wouldn't do much good. Clasping her hands and tucking them under her chin the 6yo tried not to tense as Julia placed her hand on the small of ehr back. Relax, you know it's gonna... *SMACK!* went the helper paddle right on a sit spot.

"AAAAAAHEEEEE!" the cooling burn roared back to life with a vengeance as some blisters opened. *WHAP!* came the helper paddle right down on the other sit spot. "wAAAAH! MOOOO-MAAAAHHHH! NOT THE..." Kimberly was cut off as Julia target the first sit spot again, just to make sure it got some proper attention. A fourth landed on his mate. Kimberly wiggled and bounced even as she gripped her hand together and bawled.

Apparently her mother didn't like how she was wiggling so much because she directed number five into the valley between the two balls of pain. Not only was this mostly unspanked flesh but rather sensitive. The 6yo threw back her head and wail. Undeterred her mother started working the paddle around, making sure both bum cheeks and thighs got a work out. *SPANK!* *WHAP!* *SPALT!*

The aptly named Mother's Helper paddle certainly helped Kimberly Mommy make her daughter a very sorry little girl - its light weight surface spanked well, making the burn grow more intense and opening and reforming bisters.

"NO MORE MOOO-MEEE!" Kimberly pleaded, not knowing whether it was the eight or the eighteenth. her right hand flew back only to be yanked away form ehr rear when the Helper Paddle connected with it. The pain in her hand didn't even compare to the raoring angry fire in her behind. "NO M'RE PEEEASE! WAAAAH!"

Julia worked quickly, bringing her paddle down on Kimberly's abused rump in a rain of strokes and not dragging out the punishment like she had the earlier step. This had been a long four step and an even longer punishment - the pair were literally out of time and had to vacate the booth for other patrons, so Julia didn't waste time. Thirty strokes, Julia didn't include any of the wriggling from the bumblebee punishment as penalty strokes, there had been a few attempts this session to break out of position but Julia had already given Kimberly leave way for those - if only for time sake.

Julia's last spanking for the session ended quickly. There was no time to sit and hug her child left - mother and daughter really did have to vacate the booth and so - leaving her daughter temporarily bare bottomed she opened the door, got Mitchel to grab their things and took Kimberly to the counter to pay for the session. The attendants for the booths were beaming, "Yes, yes' They kept insisting, "We got a lot of footage and data - that is one of the best sessions we've had in our booths for ages!" they were saying, indicating a holoscreen down from the counter where Kimberly's spanking was being played out for the enjoyment of the public. "Your little girl is a little trooper!" one of them said "Plus her peeing herself was just hilarious!" The other put in. Julia frowned at this but didn't say anything, simply turning to the bags of shopping.

"Fresh Pain Tees!" She declared, giving her child back a shred of her decency. Having done that, Julia led her rather sorry and still sniffing daughter from the mall.

Kimberly had been horribly mortified to find the holodisplay showing all of ehr punishment. Worse yet as she was leaving the booths she spotted Mark. He started towards her but she looked away.

"See you at your party!" he called out instead.

Even that didn't lift Kimberly's spirits. The little family quickly made it through the mall without further incident and piled into the family car.

The ride home was very uncomfortable. Little Kimbers sniffles had turned back into soft crying. Thankfully the car ride wasn't too long. As she got out of the hovercar the 6yo thought, Oh I hope it isn't bed time! I don't think I could take another spanking right now! Much to her horror it wasn't another spanking she had to worry about.

It was a little after two when the weary trio finally made it home, Kimberly being put immediately into corner time to make sure she got the best effect out of her lessons. Julia did intend to apply the Nanocream, but not until bedtime and Kimberly was due an evening spanking before that so it only seamed appropriate.

Once inside she was lead across the room towards her corner stool. It wasn't a real CornerStool(tm). Just a very hard wooden stool. "NOOO! PLEASE?!?" She begged, pulling back but two hard swats broke her resistance. Snuffling and hiccuping she was led by the ear to the corner.

The little girl howled as she was plunked down until the stool and wailed even more as the lap belt was firmly secured, pressing her welted, bruised and blistered behind onto the hard unforgiving wood. It also drove the biters of her painties upwards to meet their target.

Kimberly's hands were firmly placed on her head and she was told to contemplate her crimes. Frankly all Kimberly was contemplating was her poor bottom. and the likely fact that mark had seen her entire punishment. By the time she'd been on the stool fifteen minutes she was crying hard. Someone, she thought it was Mitchel though she was too distracted to tell, let her up off the stool and tugged down her painties.

Moving into the kitchen, Julia began putting stuff away as well as getting out stuff to thaw for dinner, ordering Mitchel to 'Put the Shopping away properly.' The teenage boy did as instructed, taking the clothes up to the room and depositing everything in Julia's room for sorting through later. Julia cleaned off her Mother's Helper and sat on the couch, watching her daughter with a frown. The child was positively miserable so when Mitchel came back down she whispered to him to let Kimberly stand. He just noded. The 6yo was allowed to stand during the rest of her cornertime, with her well spanked bottom on display for anyone passing by to see.

Half an hour's worth of sobbing later - when the girl had calmed down a little, Julia approached her child and dragged Kimberly onto the couch. The Paintees were pulled up again but on the almost consuming softness of the couch Julia held her child, petted her hair and encouraged her to try and snooze, Mitchel working quietly in the background at the everyday household chores.

Kimberly snuffled down, resting her head against her mother's thigh. The painties were still in place but at least she wasn't sitting on them. She could hear Mitchel working in the background. what she really liked was Julia petting her hair. Unconsciously the little girl stuck a thumb into her mouth and after another few seconds slide into sleep. The painties did nip at her but little Kimberly was just too tired to notice.