Jazmin quickly shuffled back to the room and set the drinks down on her desk. "Enjoy." She gave a half-hearted smile, sitting down on her bed, trying to relax.
As Cindy sipped her drink, she cocked her head to the side. "You seem glum, sis! Why's that?" "Oh, I think you know!" Jazmin said sharply, crossing her arms. "Tut tut!" Brook smirked. "Don't be so mean to my new friend! Or you know what'll happen." The two girls giggled with each other, sipping at the tea and whispering into each other's ears.
"If you two aren't even gonna do anything, why can't you just go do it in your room?" Cindy smirked, "Because there isn't a maid in my room!" Jazmin looked confused, "What maid are you talki- you can't be serious." "That's right." Brook continued, "We decided that tonight, you'll play the part of the maid. And whenever you bend over to get something, no bending your knees. Just bend at the waist, show us that big round bottom of yours." Cindy stood up and pointed, "There's the maid outfit I've always wanted to put you in! After your spanking tonight, and mom leaves you alone, we're going to have a lot of fun playing REAL dress-up." Jazmin sighed and slumped her shoulders.
For the next two or three hours, the girls had fun tormenting Jazmin, having her pick up random items, only to have her put them down elsewhere, and almost always delivering a sharp smack to her burning bottom for their own entertainment. But soon enough, Jazmin's phone went off, blaring her mother's voice: "Okay Jazmin, it's time for your spanking. You know the drill, come to the living room." Brook gasped and smiled in disbelief. "Custom alarm. Mom made it so Jazmin wouldn't forget." Cindy smirked. "Yeah, and it was Cindy's idea." Jazmin added as she opened the door to leave. And as she did, the two girls stood up, Brook giddy to see Jazmin's spanking.
Tara was waiting in the living room, sitting in a chair with her legs crossed. As Jazmin came down the steps, she uncrossed her legs. "Hey sweetie." She gave her beautiful smile to Jazmin. "Hello ma'am." Jazmin blushed.
From the top of the stairs, Cindy added: "Mom makes Jazmin call her 'ma'am' during the spankings to put her in her place." Brook merely giggled as they clinked their glasses of tea, which Jazmin had refilled multiple times. As Cindy spoke, Tara looked up with a smirk. "Oh, come on, girls! Don't be strangers! Come on down, get a closer look." "Wha- mom!" Jazmin protested. "Honey, I told you they would be watching! And if you don't keep being a good girl, this will happen at school where ALL of your friends and everyone else will see it. Do you understand?" "Yes ma'am..." Jazmin replied. "Good. Now get over my knee."
Jazmin slowly did as she told. Her face began to blush almost immediately; even just being in this position, hands on the ground, big butt in the air, feet barely touching the ground. And especially exposed with these daisy dukes Cindy had put her in. It was humiliating, especially with one of her former victims not even 10 feet away, sitting on the couch to watch the whole thing.
"We don't have all day, Jazmin." Tara said in a sweet voice. Jazmin puffed out a sigh, "Ma'am, please give me a spanking to make sure I'm a good girl." "What a good idea!" Tara replied with a big smile, subsequently slapping her hand against Jazmin's plus-sized rear end.
Cindy leaned over to Brook, whispering, "It was my idea to have that little script in the beginning. Makes it so much more fun to watch when Jazmin is as humiliated as possible." Brook giggled with her, "You're a genius! Tonight is going to be so much fun. We get to wedgie her, right?" "Oh, totally." The girls smiled as they watched Jazmin squeal.
"Ouch! Ow! Owie! Owiiiie!" Jazmin cried pathetically as Tara's hand slapped against her smooth and tender skin repeatedly. Meanwhile, Brook couldn't stop laughing. "I can't believe she scared me at one point!" Brook exclaimed to Cindy. "Don't worry. After tonight, she's going to be VERY scared of you." Cindy replied. "I swear, I am this close to getting her to wet herself when she comes home." Cindy giggled.
After ten minutes of Jazmin moaning and whining from her spanking, Tara stood her up swiftly, Jazmin's bottom bouncing around from the sudden movement. "Okay, sweetie. As cute as these are, they're coming down." Jazmin merely nodded as Tara pantsed her, once again revealing the pink Hello Kitty panties. Brook barely held back her laughter long enough for it to be muffled under the sounds of Jazmin's spanking.
"At first, it was going to be over the pants, but I talked mom into layers. First over the pants, then over the panties, and then, well I want the third part to be a surprise." Brook smiled, "Man, you really have this house on lockdown, huh?" "Oh, yeah. I practically have mom wrapped around my finger. And Jazmin, well, you've seen what I can do to her if I want." The girls giggled as Jazmin's fat butt wobbled around in the embarrassing panties, each and every slap causing the pink fabric to shake in every direction.
The spanking continued, much to Brook's delight, for another ten minutes uninterrupted, with Jazmin making such humiliating noises Brook could never forget them. Each and every "Ouchie!" and "Owie!" Brought another loud giggle into the room from the couch. Until ten minutes later, when Tara once more stood Jazmin up. "Alright honey, come on." Jazmin slowly got onto her knees next to the chair, and Brook saw Tara reach for Jazmin's panties.
"No way!" She smiled in awe as Tara gave Jazmin the most vicious atomic wedgie that Brook had ever seen, pulling the embarrassing panties up and over Jazmin's head and hooking them on her nose. In one motion Tara hooked the panties onto Jazmin, and flung her back over her knee, now spanking her bare bubble butt, turning it a deep shade of red, leaving a handprint with each smack.
"Oh my god!" Brook exclaimed, baffled by what she had seen. "That is amazing. You are awesome." Brook smiled at Cindy, who performed a fake bow. "Thank you, thank you. Now let's keep watching." The girls sank into the couch and enjoyed the last ten minutes as Jazmin was pathetically got her bottom tanned by their mother. At the end of it all, Tara stood Jazmin up. "Now, I want you to go stand in that corner. Keep your wedgie in place. And think about what you've done. Stay there for 10 minutes young lady. I don't wanna see you move a muscle. Hands on your head." With one last slap, Tara walked up to Brook, giving her a big friendly smile. "Is there anything else I can get you girls?"
As they talked, Jazmin's face was burning with humiliation in the corner. She really just got spanked, pantsed, wedgied, and completely humiliated in front of her younger sister, and Brook. But she did not want it to happen twice, so she kept as still as she could, which was much easier when she froze upon hearing what her mother was saying to Cindy.
"So, Cindy, I have something I wanted to ask you." Cindy nodded, "Of course, mom!" Brook stood up, "Should I go? Is this more of a private thing?" Tara laughed and smirked, "Of course not! I mean, after what you just saw, Nothing is too personal right now." Jazmin couldn't believe her ears. Her mother had made her spanking, her mortifying spanking, seem so normal!
"Anyways, Cindy, what I wanted to ask you... Well, I just think you did such a good job with Jazmin's new set of panties, I was wondering if you could do the same thing for me?" Cindy and Jazmin both dropped their jaw at the same time, completely flabbergasted.
"Uhm- I- uh..." Cindy tried to get her words together. "I- Of course, mom! I can have you a whole shopping cart by Friday!" Cindy said eagerly. Tara's face lit up: "Oh, that's great news! I can't wait to see what you get me! Anything you could get her, you can get me, don't worry about it. I trust your taste." Tara smiled and headed upstairs. "Oh, mom?" Cindy quickly added. "Yes, sweetie?" "I also helped Jazmin pick out a few clothes for herself. Not panties or bras, but other stuff." She bit her lip, hoping she hadn't gone too far. Tara giggled, "Wow, you have better taste than I thought! Please, I would love some new outfits honey!" Tara said as she reached the top of the stairs.
Cindy clapped and rubbed her hands together, standing up with Brook as Tara went down the hall to her bedroom. "You got it mom!" She called before turning to Jazmin. "You hear that, sis? Now I have both the girls in this house playing dress-up!" Jazmin ground her teeth, trying not to let Cindy get to her, just waiting out the rest of her punishment, hoping the rest of the night would be over quick.
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