humble-era

He left the house barely even saying goodbye. The two were normally inseparable so she knew he was mad.

Fiona hypothesised about her plan when he got in, thinking all day. "My treat tonight" she burst out when he eventually walked through the door from a long work day.

"Fiona, pack it in. We're not going out tonight. You know why. You told me you were on holiday so you just outright lied to me?"

"I was just, I'm sorry. I was just really, really tired."

"I don't want to hear it" with that he'd turned her around. She'd got dressed up for their dinner date and before she knew it he had her knickers down and was smacking her bare bottom in the middle of the hallway. He'd not done this to her before. It took her aback. She worried that anyone walking past would hear a grown woman getting her bottom whacked, for taking sick days when she wasn't sick.

"You've completely disappointed me. I'm so hurt. Lying to me? Can I trust you? Do I even know you?" He went on chastising her. As he spanked her. She felt so bad. She thought she could flutter her eyelashes and he'd be on side again but not this time.

Eventually he told her to stand in the corner exactly like that, and think about her behaviour. She'd gone from being excited for a meal out together, to this. Her evenings and time with him was always the highlight of her day so this stung in more ways than one. She fidgeted slightly and looked behind to see if her bottom would be obscured by the perspex glass in the front door.

"Face the corner, Fiona. I'm going to get you an apple and some crackers. You can eat that on your own in the dining room. Then you're going straight to bed. I'm going to have a takeaway and game tonight. Because I stick to my responsibilities."

Whilst she wasn't into games she always loved snuggling up and doing her own arts and crafts whilst he played something. It meant the two would be settled in, just them, for hours. Now she wasn't even going to get that, tonight.

When she got out of the corner she found he really wasn't joking. On the dining table a mat, a glass of water and some really plain food. Just set up for her, on her own. Whilst she heard him order a takeaway.

She ate through the tears, partly due to the stinging bottom, partly due to the fact she was going to be sent to bed. But also that she'd genuinely hurt him. She just ate her food quietly and looked at the clock. In disbelief that it coming up to 7pm, and she was about to be put to bed in her mid 30's.

After eating she scuttled up the stairs to get ready for bed, removing her make up, brushing her teeth and getting her jammies on. Going down to say night to him, and he just replied a curt "Night, Fiona." Not even a kiss or a cuddle. Before telling her as she reached out for the cat "No, you're not taking Millie to bed, you go up on your own you're a bad girl".

Fiona hated going to bed on her own, she always wanted to go with him but at least the comfort of the cat helped. And she wasn't even allowed that. She just teared up and stormed up the stairs, saying 'you're horrible' knowing that whilst he was a bit, she only had herself to blame for her actions.

She went to bed crying on her pillow. Pulling her shorts down and rubbing her sore behind a little. Feeling frustrated but also so, so sorry. She'd never do this again, never lie to him, never skip work. She just wanted it to be a normal night of fun with him and instead here she was, on her own, in bed. She eventually tired herself out, and had cried herself to sleep.

After the takeaway was delivered and he'd played games for an hour or so. He thought he best go and check in on her. Opening the door quietly, she had fallen asleep face down. Pyjama shorts down, her still quite red bottom on display.

He'd had enough of telling her off. He quietly crept in and pulled her shorts up to cover her without stirring her, before throwing the blanket over her. Brushing her hair back behind her ear before whispering "I do love you, Fi-Fi". Kissing her on the forehead. As he left the bedroom, the cat was outside, fussing. He gave in and left the door open so she'd keep Fiona company if she did wake up.

A little bit bratty, some attitude and smarmy. Whilst still being shy and aloof to those he didn't know, especially the opposite sex. After a few weeks of trying to let it go Suzanne decided enough was enough and to take matters back into her own hands, literally.

Now much to Jake's humiliation any defiance, or attitude to his stepmum or father. She will have his trousers and briefs down and spank his arse until he does what she's asked. This was the delivery after he complained about having to wash the dishes, saying he wanted to go and play his video games and that he would do them later.

He pulled the car into a quiet spot off the main road before walking over to the passenger side. She was still quipping "very funny, I'm sorry, you made your point" But he without a word puller her out of her seat, stood her up and with one swoop had her shorts and knickers down. She offered a startled protest but before she could get a word out she was over his knee.

It was Saturday morning, she was being a bit fussy after being put in her nappy. After all she is still a 37 year old woman. It was somewhat humbling, even though it was just you. Especially when you reached for the ones with the prints on, not even a plain white one. Just let her be for 10 minutes. Eventually she will put her shorts on and come downstairs.

She's always so sweet and in a good headspace when she's in one. Once she's got over the initial fussing. She doesn't even realise it, but she does entirely slow down, her body relaxes subconciously. There will be no 'I'll just go on my work laptop for a few hours' today. This will stop her doing that.

Once she gets over her little wobbly fit there's some things she doesn't know, when she goes downstairs. Such as her favourite snacks and treats in. Also a plan of having her favourite takeaway later. And on an evening after work you'd secretly gone to the Lego store to get the huge set she's been wanting for ages. Always says she can't, it's too expensive. But it's sat waiting for her on the living room table. She deserves it, she's been working that hard.

Having to admit that she did need a smacked bottom to her coach, to snickers from the other room. Quite shy that the rest of the team would hear her get it. She wasn't like the others who were full of attitude and confidence. There was a natural sweetness to her, almost naivety that she'd try to mask, but everyone could tell.

She at least assumed there would be some level of privacy when it happened, instead just a cheap flimsy divider. They'd all hear her get it, and she was fully aware that they'd likely be able to see quite a bit through it too.

It was so embarrassing, them hearing her whines, seeing her little white undies. She'd definitely not considered he'd actually pull her pants down too and deliver it on the bare. Surely she was too old? A 29 year old woman, it looked utterly ridiculous.

As an act of encouragement Marie took them over her knee early one Saturday morning. One after the other. 32 & 34 years old watching each other be stripped of their jammies and knickers, then spanked on the bare bottom for missing rent. It felt surreal. They both felt utterly mortified. Not wanting to acknowledge that had just happened.

It would be a quiet rest of the day between the two of them. They'd make sure they had the money ready the following week. They didn't want a repeat of this.

Oh well, get those trousers down, I mean it, right down, to your ankles. Because you need a nappy check. I'm going to spin you around on the path to make sure you've not made too much of a mess of it.

"What? I'm just watching Netflix"

"Mum's put you in a nappy, hasn't she? Oh my god, does she still do that? I can see it"

"Mm-hmm"

"Kayleigh you really need to leave home girl, you're 32. Mum can't be putting nappies on you for misbehaving. I thought she'd stopped that years ago, when I moved out."

"Can you stop looking, she does it alright. You know that. I told her to fuck off, and I'm going to say it to you in a minute."

"I'm so sorry. Move your car NOW. And when you get back in here we're going to have a little chat."

Ann-marie losing her tone immediately and shuffling off to move her car without fuss. "I'm so sorry Kerry, that one is getting some attitude, I need to do something about it." before getting a polite "Oh, it's ok!" return.

Kerry going back into her own house to grab a few things before she left. Though as she did, she could hear some commotion next door. The connecting walls weren't great in the property for sound leakage. She could hear raised voices, then a rhythmic slapping sound and complaints. She put two and two together. Realising the young woman, at 25 years old was being smacked. She chuckled to herself a little.

To then hear "No, nooo" shouted. She realised she was likely being bared. Kerry was only 29 herself, she couldn't imagine how mortifying that would be at that age. But she kept listening. It didn't last for too long. But it was so entertaining. It finished with a "BED" statement.

Not only had she been spanked, she'd been sent to bed. Kerry found it hilarious and intriguing. But it had all gone quiet. She got the rest of her things into the car and fired up the ignition. Just as she did she saw Ann-marie's tear stained face at the window and they locked eyes.

Sometimes she has to put them on at around 2pm on a Saturday, much to her disdain. The pyjamas are a great deterrent too. They're cute but the fact she has a bum flap at her age is really mortifying for her.

He got her to send a picture to the Etsy seller, thanking her and saying she really likes them, they were going to be purchasing more. Her review stating "My husband says it's so much easier because he doesn't need to undress me every time I'm misbehaving. He can just bare my bottom there and then". She was mortified sending the picture and the review via DM.

But eventually a response came back a few hours later. "Hi, I'm so pleased you like what I sell. They fit you very well, and look great. Oh yes, plenty of women and men message to say the same thing. I hope you've been behaving today? Maybe I'll post this review and picture on my public page. It helps with sales. It's a feature of dropseats that isn't always easily envisioned. Imagery helps so much. For that I'll give you a 15% discount on your next order. Take care."

"No one even knows who he is, little shut away. Thinking he's big with his little cronies on that platform. Well tough luck for him, we found him. If he wasn't so chronically online he'd be fine. Stupid boy."

"I honestly thought he'd be more gross, I mean he's not my type and he's old but I'm still happy to give him a well smacked arse. He can remember that before he posts his next digital tirade on poor unsuspecting woman."

"Or maybe we could take a photo & caption this, Mia? Yes, the two 20 somethings, was it sluts? Giving the man what 10 years older, a well smacked bottom, until he's in tears telling us he's very sorry."

Tina had enough of that after a few months of biting her tongue. "You're like a child Holly. You're 32 years old. You're older than my boys, and you need to grow up. Quite frankly, you've been mollycoddled. You're going to get a job, stop being at home all the time, taking advantage of your fathers generosity. We're not here to fund your whole life."

"I've bought you something. If you want to act like a silly little girl. You can wear this around the house the whole day. Yes, it is what you think it is. Get it on, the whole lot, the socks, pants, everything."

"I need to shock you to grow up quite frankly. This isn't going on for much longer. And another thing. You're going over my knee young lady, yes you are. Don't fight me. I will get through to you."

Make sure you don't skimp on your hydration too. What did you say? You best dare not them off young lady, because tomorrow I'll come to the office and put you in one, in front of everyone. Don't try me.

I'm sure that would be embarrassing wouldn't it? Being held up by your ankles whilst I powder your bottom in front of everyone? 39 years old, the Marketing area manager. I'm sure the interns would find it hilarious, in fact I'm sure everyone would.

Get in here right now, lets get these down. Aww look at your little green pants. How cute. Anyway, lets get them right down. Oh perfect there's my brush. Sorry? You're 38? I couldn't give a fuck. Talking to woman like that you will never come to my door and do that again.

"Oww, oww. Please I'm sorry owww, oww"

As a result your dad had a lie in but nasty Sarah decided she'd get you up bright & early. Then bathe you because you 'stank of alcohol'. There was not a shred of dignity left anymore. As you were completely naked in front of her, being bathed by her.

You thought it couldn't get worse but she stood you up in the bath and smacked your bottom bright pink. You squealed and shrieked. Only a few hours ago you were in the nightclub full of glamour and surrounded by friends, and now you're resorted to this. It was just too much.

Mum is pretty strict, but loves her so much, and wants what's best for her. However, knows sometimes her eldest can still make bad decisions, be a little stubborn & difficult, and need to be realigned. She's dealt with her long enough to know how to solve that when the time calls for it.