~FAILING IN REVERSE~ (spanking story)

Chapter 12: Recovery Part 1

As he begins talking, Kamilla plants another prune juice in front of you, making you gasp in protest. "I already—"

One wag of the spatula makes you clam up, and you want to punch Ben's gloating face.

"You get one too, mister," she says to Ben, all business, obviously having noticed his triumphant mocking of you. "You're even worse than he is. It takes nine of these babies to work their magic with you. Remember when—"

"Kamilla," Ben whines, obviously highly embarrassed.

This time you have to laugh. And Kamilla smacks the counter with the spatula. "Knock it off. Today is not a silly day. Not until tonight with the family. Eat your food, then we will be discussing the last few bits of our plan with you. And you may not like them."

You begin to groan, but you see that spatula just sitting there, so you shut up until your meal is done.

Kamilla reminds you to do cleanup since she did the cooking, and this takes you no more than five minutes (thanks to their top-of-the-line dishwasher).

With a huff, you ease yourself onto the couch. Kamilla joins you on a loveseat sitting kiddy corner, and Ben sits next to you, ever prepared to hold you down if you decide to try and escape the uncomfortable conversation.

Ben eases an arm around you as you both wait for Kamilla to initiate the conversation. She has trained you both well. "While you were in the bath, Ben and I have decided we need to delineate what the new rules will be—or rather—what the next month or so will look like while you're grounded."

"Or rather—" Ben interrupts, wisely choosing to sound diplomatic. "Didn't we agree that grounding him will keep him from learning the social skills he needs? He's only here for a year. If we grounded him for everything he did wrong, he would get zero normalcy and socialization, right?"

Kamilla nods. "Right, so there will be a couple—changes—to your schedule, (Y/N). One of them being the spankings. That, you know, will occur for the next three days, today included."

The woman, in her OCD-ness, actually brings out a fully decorated white board that lists your new schedule. "One side indicates the schedule we are implementing for these next three days. The other side indicates until further notice."

Ben feels you sag into him, and he nudges you to make sure you avoid giving too much attitude. He could feel an eye roll coming on. Thank you, Benjamin. You don't need any more of Kamilla's wrath today.

You sit silently, allowing Ben to police your reactions and save your soul, while Kamilla continues. She points to each element. "For the next three days, technically two after today—you can expect to shower and get ready first thing, like usual. Then, you will have your morning spanking from myself along with tattoo cream."

"You didn't give me tattoo cream after my bath," you remind, with Ben about to stop you.

He relaxes at the request. "We can handle that once she's done."

You nod and go silent again, Kamilla nodding also. "Alright, and then after the morning spanking and creaming—"

You try not to laugh. This is serious. You're really trying hard not to laugh, and thankfully Ben squeezes your shoulder to temper you. He knows what's going on. He understands why you think it's funny, and you're so grateful you stopped yourself. Kamilla and her English tendencies...

"—Breakfast at 8AM. And tomorrow, Sunday, you won't have to rush—but Monday, your third day, you'll have to avoid doddling since you'll be having your job shadow position with Rami."

"Rami?" You ask.

"Yes, Rami. For a week. We don't have everything planned to the T but, for example...After that week, it could be with another brother, Stephan. Week after, with another sibling, perhaps Freddy—we don't know what gender they are currently—and Jane and so on—"