Jill’s Official Rule List
- No dangerous activities
- No smoking
- No drugs
- No lying
- No disobedience
Jill set the paper down and looked up at Natalie with a slight scowl.
“Is this really necessary?” She asked, her eyebrows raised. Natalie raised one eyebrow back in return.
“Yes, it is. We need to establish ground rules for this. I can’t expect you to know what is allowed and what isn’t unless we’ve gone over it. Now you know my expectations. I’m sure over time we will add more rules, as I’m positive you’ll find ways to bend what few you have. But for now, I think this will do.”
“But no smoking? I’m a smoker. You knew that about me before this” Jill said, a whine creeping up in her voice. Truthfully she had been planning on quitting anyways but she hadn’t really bothered to find a reason to.
“I know it will be an adjustment, but I think it’s what is best for you. If you really think you need to smoke, we can discuss that. But I’d prefer if you didn’t, and I’d like to make that enforceable” Natalie replied, knitting her fingers together before resting them on the table in front of her. Jill turned slightly pink and looked down at the paper as if studying it. She shifted in her chair uncomfortably without replying.
“I’m sure you realize this, but breaking any of these rules comes with consequences. Most of the time, that will mean a spanking. Do you understand that?” Natalie asked carefully. Jill coughed slightly before composing herself.
“Y-yes. I understand. But the smoking thing is going to be hard…” she said softly, fiddling with the paper. Natalie nodded.
“I understand. We’ll work through it together. I’m sure you’ll find that getting punished each time you smoke will create a natural adversity to it. But it will come with time” Natalie said.
“I’m gonna be getting punished a lot, then” Jill mumbled mostly to herself. Natalie shifted in her seat.
“Do you plan on breaking your rules often? Because that’s not the purpose. I genuinely want these things to be good for you, not a burden. I don’t want to have to spank you constantly for doing something you’re going to continue doing” Natalie said carefully, her concern growing. Jill laughed softly, looking up at her girlfriend.
“No, I just know I’m gonna suck at this for a while. I don’t want to be in trouble constantly. Just know I’m gonna mess up” Jill said, shrugging. Natalie nodded.
“Okay, well as long as we’re both on the same page that you’re going to be getting punished each time you ‘mess up’ then we’re good” she said, smiling.
Two Weeks Later
Jill stubbed out her cigarette on the curb and brushed her hands off on her jeans. She sighed deeply and stood up, deciding it was time to go inside. As she stood, her heart froze in her chest. Across the parking lot, a familiar looking black Subaru was parked with the lights off. She glanced quickly at her watch and realized it was already 7:15, Natalie was supposed to be coming over at 7.
“Shit shit shit fuck” she said softly, not moving from her spot. She couldn’t stop staring at the car though, hoping to any god that it wasn’t Natalie. After a few more seconds, the driver’s side door opened. A tall, intimidating redhead stepped out.
“Oh god damn it” Jill groaned, feeling her pockets for gum. She found none. She was officially screwed. Natalie was striding rapidly across the parking lot, a look of pure determination on her face. Jill held her hands out in front of her defensively, backing up a few steps.
“Natalie! Hey! I um…didn’t realize the time!” She practically shrieked, her voice reaching such a high pitch that she inwardly winced. She knew she couldn’t talk her way out of this, but it was worth a try. Natalie said nothing, just grabbed onto Jill’s upper arm and pulled her along with her. Jill stumbled a little to keep up, her mouth still trying to save her ass.
“Natalie it wasn’t what it looked like! Please don’t be mad, where are we going? Emery is home, please don’t do this here! I swear I won’t do it again, Natalie just stop for a second!” She stopped rambling, having realized Natalie had stopped walking. She opened her mouth after a second, about to continue her tirade before being interrupted by her girlfriend.
“It is exactly what it looked like, little girl. You directly disobeyed me. I’m going to find out exactly how many times this has happened and we are going to have a very long discussion about it. I don’t care who’s home, they’re going to hear every second of your punishment. And If I have anything to say about it, this absolutely WILL NOT be happening again. Now come” she said, once again tugging Jill along by the arm.
Jill finally shut up, a little shocked at how sharp Natalie’s tone was. She was in more trouble than she realized. The last two weeks worth of cigarettes were floating back into her consciousness, and there were more than she’d care to admit. Jill found herself face to face with her own front door and realized she was supposed to unlock it. With only a moment of hesitation, she complied and swung the door open. Natalie pulled her through it and shut it behind them before continuing into Jill’s room, her grip still firm on Jill’s arm.
Emery was sitting on the couch and silently watched as her roommate got tugged down the hallway like a petulant toddler. She bit the inside of her lip to keep from laughing, and casually turned the volume down on the tv so she could hear whatever was about to happen. The door to Jill’s room slammed shut, but Emery could still hear just about everything.
Natalie slammed Jill’s door and then let go of her girlfriend’s arm.
“Explain yourself. Right now” she said, crossing her arms. She flexed her jaw as she waited, trying to calm herself down. She wanted nothing more than to discipline the girl until her arm was tired, but she needed a minute to regain her composure.
Jill floundered, stuck between telling the truth or lying. She knew she could probably get away with some degree of lying, but on the other hand, she didn’t know what Natalie knew yet.
“I…okay I was smoking. But…it’s the first time in weeks?” She whimpered, wishing the last part sounded more like a statement than a question. Natalie reached behind Jill and smacked her ass, hard. Jill yelped and rubbed her butt, surprised as how badly that had stung through her jeans.
“Try that again, but tell me the truth this time” Natalie growled, her palm tingling. Jill hesitated. She could still technically lie, right? There’s no way Natalie would know.
“I um…I have smoked one other time besides today, okay? I’m sorry!” She said with a hopeful smile. She didn’t realize how bad she was at lying, she truly believed she was getting away with it. Natalie shook her head and took Jill’s wrist, leading her over to the chair in the corner.
“We clearly need to just discuss this another way. You have issues with telling me the truth while standing up, let’s try it across my knee” she said, sitting down and pulling Jill down across her thighs rather roughly. Jill landed with a grunt across her girlfriend’s legs and put her palms flat on the floor. This had taken a turn. On the bright side, she still had her jeans on.
“This isn’t necessary, I swear! Come on Natalie-“ she started to plead, but her whines were interrupted with a volley of hard smacks to her upper thighs. She wailed and writhed, trying to avoid the smacks that kept coming. Jill thrust her hand back, trying desperately to block the painful punishment. Natalie responded by lifting her up back to her feet before beginning to unbutton her jeans. Jill didn’t intervene physically, she was just glad the spanks had stopped.
“Baby please, I swear I’ll tell you everything. Can we just talk about this?” She groaned, finding herself now naked from the waist down. Natalie looked up at her, her hands on Jill’s hips.
“We will talk about this. And you will tell me the truth. If we have to do this all night, I will get the truth from you” she said before pulling Jill back across her knees. She began spanking back and forth between both of Jill’s cheeks this time, quickly turning them pink. Jill began to tear up, realizing how truly in trouble she was. Clearly lying isn’t getting her anywhere. But she still wasn’t ready to be completely honest. She took her spanking, her palms again flat on the floor. She kicked occasionally, and whimpers escaped her lips, but several minutes of smacks and cracks continued to echo around the room. Finally they stopped.
“Are you ready to tell me the truth?” Natalie asked, squeezing one of Jill’s bright red cheeks. Jill hesitated, then shook her head no. Natalie sighed and nodded to herself. At least the girl was honest about that. Her hand was really starting to ache though.
“Okay. Stand up for me please” she said, helping her sore girlfriend to her feet. She stood up herself and shook her hand out a little. “Go stand in the corner, hands on your head. I need to go speak to your roommate” she said, waiting until Jill complied before leaving the room. Emery was in the living room, trying valiantly to pretend she hadn’t been eavesdropping.
“Emery, hi. Sorry I didn’t greet you earlier. As you know, we’re in the middle of something right now, and I was wondering if you could help me” Natalie said, gesturing vaguely at Jill’s room. Emery leapt to her feet and gasped, her hands to her mouth.
“You want ME to spank her?!” She whispered excitedly, a grin spreading across her face. Natalie had to suppress a laugh, but quickly composed herself.
“No, I actually need something of yours. I’m hoping you have a hairbrush or a paddle or something. I didn’t bring anything with me” she said, smirking. Emery’s face fell a little before she perked back up.
“Okay! Lemme go grab what I have” she said, scampering off to her room. She came back a few seconds later with a heavy looking wooden backed hairbrush, something Cora obviously got for her.
“I don’t mind if you lose that, by the way” she said, handing it over. She was all too eager to get rid of the implement, even at the expense of her best friend’s ass.
“I’ll make sure I mention that to Cora. Thank you for letting me use it, I hope it makes an impression” Natalie said with a wink before heading back into Jill’s room. Once there, she noted with some satisfaction that Jill was still in position in the corner, her red bottom on display. She sat back down in the chair and sighed.
“Come here” she said firmly, watching as Jill slowly trudged her way out of the corner and back in front of her.
“You know good and well that smoking is against your rules. If you couldn’t do it, you needed to come to me. Instead, you disobeyed me and then you tried to lie about it. Lying doesn’t get you anywhere. Now maybe this hairbrush will have more of an impact than I’ve been giving you. Get over my knees” Natalie said, pleased that Jill immediately did as she was told. She adjusted the girl slightly before raising the hairbrush high and bringing it down with a CRACK. She repeated the motion, steadily gaining a rhythm of smacks across her girlfriend’s cheeks. Jill had started to cry, but still refused to speak. Several minutes of this passed by before Natalie stopped, the hairbrush resting against Jill’s dark red cheek.
“Are you ready to tell me the truth?” Natalie asked quietly, hoping for a yes. Jill waited until she caught her breath, wiping away a stream of tears before they could fall.
“Yes…”she whimpered.
“How many times have you smoked in the last two weeks, Jillian?” Natalie asked, setting the brush on the bed next to them.
“Um…at least every other day, probably” she admitted quietly, her head hung low.
“Why?”
“I guess I just wanted to. I didn’t feel like following the rules but I didn’t want you to know either”
“Which means it’s something you know you should probably quit, right?” Natalie asked.
“I know I do. I just…didn’t. I’m sorry” Jill said before her crying started anew, her shoulders shaking.
“It’s okay, sweetheart. We’ll get you there. You’ve been punished for smoking. You still need to be punished for lying. And then we’ll make a plan to get you off these cigarettes for good. Okay?” Natalie asked, rubbing Jill’s punished cheeks gently. Jill nodded, still softly crying over her girlfriend’s lap.
“Let’s finish this up, little one. Come on and stand up for me” Natalie said, helping Jill to stand. She hugged her girlfriend for a moment before gesturing to the chair.
“Okay, bend over the back of the chair for me. I know it’s a little tall, but you can reach” she said, unbuckling her belt. Immediately Jill began to wail.
“Noooo not that! You’ve never given me the belt before, Nat! Please not the belt” she whined, instinctively covering her cheeks. Natalie whipped her belt out from her belt loops, largely ignoring the pleas.
“Jill, bend over the chair, now. Do not make me tell you again” Natalie commanded, looping the belt over in her hand. Jill groaned and stood still, clutching her bottom in fear.
“No?” She whispered softly.
Natalie sighed and grabbed her by the arm before pushing her over the back of the chair. She held Jill down with a hand on her back and began spanking her again, her hand raining down blows with force.
“You are to do as you’re told, little girl. You do not tell me no!” She continued spanking for a full minute before stopping.
“Are you ready to finish your punishment, little one?” Natalie asked, her hand resting against Jill’s cheek, ready to continue spanking if needed. Jill hesitated for just a moment before slowly nodding.
“Yes….ma’am” she whimpered, lowering her head and tensing against the chair.
“Good. Now stay still, I only want to hit your bottom, not your back or your legs. Understand?”
“Yes ma’am, I’ll do my best” Jill replied softly. Natalie picked the belt back up off the floor and tapped it against her girlfriend’s punished ass. She pulled her arm back and whipped it back down, the crack of leather on skin echoing around the room. Jill cried out and kicked one leg out before quickly getting back into position. Natalie raised the belt again and brought it down just as hard, then repeated the motion again and again. Jill began to sob, clutching the cushion of the chair in her fists. Natalie started to lecture as she punished, the cracks punctuating her words.
“You will never get away with lying to me, Jillian. You will always find yourself in this position, getting your little ass torn up. If I ever find out you’re hiding something like this from me, you better believe this will happen again in a heartbeat. Is that understood?” She paused, waiting for an answer. Jill took a moment to collect herself before replying.
“Yes ma’am! I’m sorry for lying to you, and for hiding my smoking from you, I won’t do it anymore!” She wailed, hoping her punishment was almost over. She felt true remorse for her offense, and the thought of another cigarette made her feel ill.
“Good. I’m really glad to hear that. Now, I’m giving you 15 more and then you’re done. Okay? These 15 are to serve as a reminder to you to stop with the cigarettes, and to make sure you always think before you lie to me. I want you to count them out loud. Brace yourself” she said, raising the belt high above her head again. She brought it down, hard, right across Jill’s sit spots.
“One!” Jill cried out, beginning sobbing again. The belt crashed down almost immediately after, right on top of the previous blow.
“Ah! Two!” Jill yelled, struggling to stay in position. The belt fell again and again, and she successfully remained mostly still, counting every punishing strike. Finally, the 15th blow fell and it was over. Natalie set the belt down on the bed and pulled her sobbing, well punished girlfriend into her arms.
“Shhh it’s okay. It’s over, you did so good. It’s all over, baby. You’re forgiven.” Natalie cooed, rubbing Jill’s back gently. Jill cried openly, grateful to be so cared for, and grateful that her punishment was over.
“I’ll never smoke again, Nat, I swear” She said once she gained control of herself, sniffling. Natalie chuckled softly.
“That’s good to hear, since it still is technically against your rules” she said, kissing Jill’s temple. Jill nodded and sighed.
“Yes ma’am” she said softly. Despite the bruises throbbing on her exposed cheeks, Jill felt safe and forgiven. Natalie guided her to the bed and laid down, scooping the smaller girl up into her. She could feel the heat from the girl’s bottom radiating into her thighs. She kissed the back of Jill’s head, squeezing her tight as they both slowly started to drift off. It had been a whirlwind of a punishment, but all was forgiven and everything was back to normal.