ONE STEP AT A TIME
BY JANICE
The
Colletta household was never quite the same when Catherine Jessica arrived. Her
father remarried and she was forced to move in to the large house with her new
mother and her young daughter, Anna Marie. Catherine was a loner and being with
her dad, she was pretty much free to do as she pleased. She did not like the
rigidity of the household rules and the atmosphere, but her father was in love.
It wasn't too soon after that Edward lost his job but found a three-year
contract with an overseas firm and had to leave almost immediately. Catherine
begged him to let her go, but he would not have it. She was doomed to spend her
time with the Coletta's and that was not to her liking. She had just
finished school and her stepmother was pushing her to get a job and go to
college. Catherine wanted neither. She just wanted to be left alone to do as
she pleased and enjoy life with her frivolous friends. She was annoyed with her
immediate situation.
Anna Marie was a pest to Catherine. She found her teenaged ways and life so shallow and dumb. They never got along with each other and her friends disliked Catherine a great deal for one reason or another. They would pass each other in the house and Catherine would give her a disgusted look or make a snide comment about her appearance or worse yet, embarrass her in front of her friends. Anna Marie rarely attacked back, but rather acted far more mature and usually commented on Catherine's "condition" that prevented her from playing nice all the other children. This brought laughter from her friends, who thought that she was very, very cool.
Catherine did have the financial support from her father to have many nice clothes and things, and her stepmother took notice of her careless spending habits, especially when it came to her hair. The money was spent before she even received it. She was not aware of an agreement and understanding that her father and stepmother made before he left. It was done to fill the gap in her life with daddy gone for such a long time. The winds of change were whispering through the trees….
Catherine was overjoyed with her graduation from high school. It was time to spread her wings and fly away, maybe even join her dad. She was spending large sums of money on her hair every month and clothes. She spent and spent and spent. On this day she was in a very typical bitch mode and was singing as she made her way down the hallway. In her boisterous outer celebration, she came upon her stepsister Anna Marie in the bathroom, combing out her rich, dark black hair. Catherine snickered.
"Don't forget to clean up all that rat's nest in the sink when you’re done OK? It’s not nice to leave your hair there for all to see. Why someone might think your going bald dear! …."
Anna Marie turned to look and smiled. "Gee Catherine, I thought that was your leg hair. Why don't find yourself some nice pills and swallow the entire bottle."
Catherine turned away laughing and mimicked her stepsister. She was not going to let her ruin her day either! …
Anna Marie was a very nice girl, but bitchy when she didn't get her own way and knew how to get what she wanted. She was always in control of herself. Her mother favoured her and she knew it. This resulted in favours, long nights out, credit card privileges and even a home computer in her room. Catherine was no threat to her. Suddenly her mother called. She was calling for Catherine.
"Catherine where are you? The dishes need to get done. Get in this kitchen this instant!"
Catherine slowly made her way to the kitchen. It was mid-morning and she was sloppily dressed for the day. She was attired in old jeans, an old torn sweatshirt and clogs. Her hair that she loved so much was the only thing combed out and looking beautiful and that makeup was very much overdone. Marjorie shook her head in utter disgust and spoke to her stepdaughter like a child.
"Catherine, I'll bet you think now that you are a graduate and the oldest in the house, you can do as you please, don't you? I have been very good to you and given you anything you want within reason that is. It's time I set the record straight. You are not presentable for the day young lady. You are a slob. After dishes, you are to march yourself upstairs and wear more cleaner attire, am I understood?"
"Yes mother of course I will change."
Catherine sneered back at her stepmother. It was nice to be impolite she thought. After all, she wanted to live here in the first place. Marjorie sensed Catherine's antagonism with her, making a mental note to discuss this matter with her later and preceded to the market to purchase the day's food. Catherine proceeded with dishes and went back upstairs where Anna Marie was putting on her makeup and singing to herself in her bedroom. It wasn't long before more words were exchanged and Anna Marie left out the house. Catherine laughed herself into frenzy as she had thought she had finally got the better of her stepsister. She lounged around watching television until Marjorie arrived home several hours later. Still in her sloppy attire, she seemed to forget her stepmother's insistence on being properly attired for the day. Catherine looked terrible. Marjorie set the bags of groceries down and approached Catherine. She did not like what she saw….
"Catherine we need to talk. I just spoke to Sally down the street and it seems that you have been teasing and harassing her fifteen year old daughter, Denise about her looks. She said you have used very vulgar language and had the girl crying. I think it's time we set the record straight."
Catherine remembered that day very well. Only she was with her stepsister, it was Anna Marie doing the teasing, not her. She looked into her step-mom's eyes and neither confirmed or denied the fact. She looked as if she didn't even care. What did all this mean anyway?
"Catherine, you are no longer a silly schoolgirl and you have not looked for a job, nor have you applied to any college. You are sloppy and spend money without concern for value. Your attitude towards others is appalling. Let me explain a few things so you understand where this all leading my girl! Before your father left, he gave me complete control over you and that means that you are in my house under my rules and you will obey them to the letter. You have been surly, unruly, sloppy and sarcastic to name just a few of your traits. I will no longer allow you to behave in that manner. From this point on things are going to change and we will start with a lesson on your behind to remind you what happens to bad girls in this house.
"What? Spank me? Are you joking? You can't touch me, no way mommy dearest! I am out of here shortly. I am going to joining daddy overseas. I…"
Marjorie pulled Catherine from the couch and quickly unsnapped her jeans and pulled them down to her knees. She was wearing a thong. Marjorie despised that type of underwear and pulled them down too. Catherine was taken over her lap and Marjorie began to slap her lower thighs with her strong hand. Catherine was fighting to get up and reached behind with her hand and tried to cover herself. This only resulted in her arm being tucked up in her back to prevent any interference. For the first time in her life she was about to get a spanking that she deserved. She squirmed and screamed at her stepmother. There was no way she was going to cooperate with such a childish punishment….
Marjorie continued her paddling of her stepdaughter alternating each cheek and then each thigh. She made a note to retrieve her long handled hairbrush and continue again. She did have an eighteen-inch wooden ruler nearby and continued with over fifty hard smacks to her soft bottom, chiding her with each smack and telling her what a naughty girl she was. At first, Catherine was sarcastic and resistive, but soon, tears and pleas followed much to Marjorie's delight. After the spanking, Marjorie allowed her to just lie across her lap and decided this was a good time to start with some simple house rules.
"Now Catherine, that's just the beginning my dear. After I allow you up, you will go and stand in the corner for one full hour. No slouching, legs straight, eyes forward and nose touching the wall. Hands will be placed on top of your head. I will be here in this room watching you, so don't think you can get away with anything naughty.
During your time in the corner I want you to think about just how nasty you been around this house and that your behaviour will definitely change. Do you understand me? …."
The sobbing and crying from Catherine indicated that she did and Marjorie was pleased. She had no place to go.
"Starting next month, I will be receiving your financial allowance from your dad and I will use it as I see fit for your benefit. You will no longer be allowed to spend money as freely as you have."
Catherine was devastated. She would die now. Without money what would she do? She needed her friends and what about her lovely hair? There had to be some other way, there had to be! ….
Once up, Catherine marched over to the corner, but not before Marjorie pulled up her torn shirt and wasn't surprised that she didn't wear a bra. She took the clothes and threw them in a pile. It was time to go through her room. She positioned Catherine in the corner and sat down to watch her and read some correspondence. It was torture to be treated this way and Catherine was slouching a little and making noises and moving a bit.
Marjorie noticed and occasionally swatted her with the ruler reminding her how to stand and talking to her like a child. The hour seemed to last forever and then Marjorie got up and left the room with the pile of sloppy and dirty clothes. Minutes later she returned with some clothing and ordered Catherine to turn around. She held up the new pyjamas before her and Catherine's eyes bulged. It was barely eleven o'clock in the morning,
"You look surprised dear! Yes pyjamas, you will wear pyjamas today. All of your clothes are just so horrible. These are special pyjamas. They are double insulated cotton and should fit you just like those designer jeans you wear. You know, that tight to the butt feeling now sit down! …"
Catherine did so and the jammie pants were pulled up to her knees. The colour was white with red stripes and they looked rather childish. The top was put on and these were buttoned from behind which was unusual. Then her pyjama bottoms were pulled up. They were very tight for pyjamas, showing her curves quite well. In fact, they were too tight! She felt and looked ridiculous.
"You will wear your pyjamas today as a reminder to behave and will greet anyone who comes over in your pyjamas as well. We will clean your room and sort your clothes when we return from our little walk. Let's go, you have an apology to make!"
Catherine was taken back and began to question her stepmother, but decided she had better not, for she already felt foolish and ridiculous. She was given a pair of white ballet slippers to wear and outside they went and down the street. Catherine felt ridiculous not only wearing pyjamas but in the daytime and in the street with everyone staring at her? She was laughed at and made fun of by the local children and soon they came upon Ann Marie and several of her friends. They made fun of Catherine and enjoyed her predicament. The public humiliation was too much for the nineteen-year-old young adult. The laughing could be heard from the other end of the street and shouts of "bad girl" and "pyjama girl" could also be heard….
They soon arrived at Sally's house and her mother greeted the pair and invited them in. Catherine was made to apologize for her behaviour (which was actually Anna Marie's behaviour) and despite Sally's grinning all the while, she finished it. Marjorie wasn't satisfied though and offered Sally's mother the hairbrush to spank her over pyjamas as her bottom was already plenty sore. She took Catherine over her lap and began the assault. A full five minutes of hairbrush spanking, yelping, pleading and crying brought claps of happiness from fifteen-year-old Sally. She was very pleased at the outcome.
Standing up, Marjorie thanked her hosts and took Catherine by the hand back home after announcing that it was time to clean up her room. They walked back home to the tune of more ridicule from children and laughter from the many adults they passed. The sight of an older girl wearing pyjamas in public was ridiculous and entertaining. And they were very, very tight! Catherine was not all comfortable in this attire. They were not loose fitting like pyjamas are supposed to be.
Back at home, Catherine was marched to her room and cleaned it up and Marjorie took note of her clothing. It was time to make a needed change. The bed was properly set and her makeup put away and then confiscated. Catherine was surprised at this.
"You will not be needing makeup Catherine! Little girls do not need cosmetics. Mommy will take that."
Annoyed at her stepmother, Catherine was getting very angry and that was so noted. Marjorie was satisfied that the room was spotless and took Catherine by the arm.
"Let's go downstairs dear. I have a lot for you to do this afternoon. But first let's have some lunch."
They walked downstairs and Catherine was put to work putting away dishes and washing the dirty ones whilst her stepmother prepared lunch. She was ordered to sit down and a steaming bowl of oatmeal was placed before her without fruit or milk. She hated oatmeal. She ate it reluctantly as her stepmother watched with a grin and then had to finish the rest of the dishes. There was a lot more chores to do. Laundry, vacuuming, cleaning the upholstery, tidying up, dusting, the list never ended and she was tired. Finally at about three o'clock Marjorie told her to prepare a nice hot bubble bath and go soak for a while. Tired as she was, Catherine did so, thinking that her stepmother was being kind. Soon after, Ann Marie and a group of friends came in and watched TV in the living room, but Catherine didn't care, she was going for a nice long soak.
Moments after she lie back to enjoy the warmth of the bubbling water, the bathroom door opened and in walked her stepmother. She was shocked.
"Excuse me! I'm taking a bath here mother. So if you don't mind…"
"Oh I don't mind dear daughter. I am going to help wash you, and you had better mind yourself or I'll spank you bare ass naked in front of your sister and her friends. I can't have you lounging all day in here! …"
Catherine continued her barrage of complaints which made Marjorie very angry and she unwrapped a bar of Strawberry scented glycerine soap and with one quick movement shoved it deeply into Catherine's pouty mouth.
"Here Catherine, suck on that for a while. It's strawberry flavoured so you just might enjoy it. Now mommy is going to wash you so stand up and put your arms in the air."
Catherine did as she was told and she was lathered form head to toe and annoyed as she was touched everywhere by her annoying stepmother. She resented being touched on her breasts and her pubic area and winced and tried to pull away and only received a good slap to the buttocks in return. She was rinsed and dried off and the glycerine bar was removed from her mouth and she was allowed to thoroughly rinse her mouth of the soapy taste. Then she was told to go to her room and wait there by the window.
Catherine stood and shrugged her shoulders in disgust. She just couldn't stand being treated like a child anymore. If only her dad were here. Marjorie placed a bundle of light clothing on the bed and spun her stepdaughter around.
"It's time to get you dressed and then there's some work to do in the kitchen."
She held up the top and Catherine almost cried. It was pyjamas again! But this time they had pictures of the Power Puff Girls on them in lurid pink! They were horrid. She put on the top and Marjorie sat her down and helped with the bottoms. These were very special jimjams. They were made of cotton and were very opaque, but were not loose fitting like regular pyjamas. They fit snug to her body, just like dancewear or cotton tights would and the top had snaps that fastened to the bottoms. They even had sewn in feet with padded bottoms. The wrists had snaps too and Catherine not noticing them just looked herself over and stewed.
"Oh mother, oh no! You can't make me wear these ridiculous things. They are so tight and childish. I feel so terrible and small in them, oh please let me change, oh mother, please! Oh please!"
Marjorie just smiled back and patted her on her tight rear end.
"You will wear these pyjamas as a reminder to behave and to act properly young lady. Now you will go downstairs and do your chores before beddy byes. So March!"
As they walked into the living room, there sat Ann Marie and three of her friends. Catherine's knees felt like jelly and she turned to run and hide but was stopped by her stepmother. She was jeered and laughed at by the younger girls for wearing pyjamas and skin-tight ones that made them laugh even more. The comments were devastating to her. She was ordered to get them refreshments and act like a little lady, unless she wanted her bottom bared for a good spanking in front of them. With tears in her eyes and gulping hard, Catherine served refreshments, despite the jeering and taunting of the girls. She was embarrassed and ashamed at this public display of deliberate humiliation. She spent the next hour in the kitchen doing prep work and cleanup and was becoming very tired. The clock struck 5:00 P.M. when Catherine was just about finished with her work. Marjorie sensed her tiredness and took her hand.
"It's bedtime dear! No dinner for you, just a nice glass of warm milk. Let's say goodnight to your sister and her friends and it's off to lullaby land for you. You have been too naughty to be allowed up this evening."
Catherine was resistant, but forced to march and say goodnight to a bunch of delighted schoolgirls who loved the idea of a bad girl being forced to go to bed early as a punishment for misbehaviour.
"Catherine, your sister and I discussed a few matters concerning your behaviour and I have decided that for the next thirty days you are grounded. That means you will wear only pyjamas during the daytime hours and you will receive changes at bedtime. You will be bathed and ready in your clean jammies by 3:00 and in bed by 5:00 each and every day. You will be given chores and that includes any your sister gives you as well. You will be spanked each day and how and when will depend on you. If you disobey even for the slightest reason during that time, I will add on another thirty days and so on. Do you understand? Hopefully you will be compliant and your punishment will end in thirty days. If not, well my dear, you will get used to spankings, very early bedtimes and pyjamas for a very, very long time."
Ann Marie looked at her sister with a big smirk. She was going to make sure that she would never make it through her first thirty days without an incident. She threw Catherine a kiss and laughed as Marjorie took her by the ear and up the stairs she went and into bed. Marjorie covered her up and tucked her in, kissing her goodnight. Catherine was being reduced to the status of a child, and although she resented it, she had no choice and decided to be on her best behaviour.
Anna Marie was a pest to Catherine. She found her teenaged ways and life so shallow and dumb. They never got along with each other and her friends disliked Catherine a great deal for one reason or another. They would pass each other in the house and Catherine would give her a disgusted look or make a snide comment about her appearance or worse yet, embarrass her in front of her friends. Anna Marie rarely attacked back, but rather acted far more mature and usually commented on Catherine's "condition" that prevented her from playing nice all the other children. This brought laughter from her friends, who thought that she was very, very cool.
Catherine did have the financial support from her father to have many nice clothes and things, and her stepmother took notice of her careless spending habits, especially when it came to her hair. The money was spent before she even received it. She was not aware of an agreement and understanding that her father and stepmother made before he left. It was done to fill the gap in her life with daddy gone for such a long time. The winds of change were whispering through the trees….
Catherine was overjoyed with her graduation from high school. It was time to spread her wings and fly away, maybe even join her dad. She was spending large sums of money on her hair every month and clothes. She spent and spent and spent. On this day she was in a very typical bitch mode and was singing as she made her way down the hallway. In her boisterous outer celebration, she came upon her stepsister Anna Marie in the bathroom, combing out her rich, dark black hair. Catherine snickered.
"Don't forget to clean up all that rat's nest in the sink when you’re done OK? It’s not nice to leave your hair there for all to see. Why someone might think your going bald dear! …."
Anna Marie turned to look and smiled. "Gee Catherine, I thought that was your leg hair. Why don't find yourself some nice pills and swallow the entire bottle."
Catherine turned away laughing and mimicked her stepsister. She was not going to let her ruin her day either! …
Anna Marie was a very nice girl, but bitchy when she didn't get her own way and knew how to get what she wanted. She was always in control of herself. Her mother favoured her and she knew it. This resulted in favours, long nights out, credit card privileges and even a home computer in her room. Catherine was no threat to her. Suddenly her mother called. She was calling for Catherine.
"Catherine where are you? The dishes need to get done. Get in this kitchen this instant!"
Catherine slowly made her way to the kitchen. It was mid-morning and she was sloppily dressed for the day. She was attired in old jeans, an old torn sweatshirt and clogs. Her hair that she loved so much was the only thing combed out and looking beautiful and that makeup was very much overdone. Marjorie shook her head in utter disgust and spoke to her stepdaughter like a child.
"Catherine, I'll bet you think now that you are a graduate and the oldest in the house, you can do as you please, don't you? I have been very good to you and given you anything you want within reason that is. It's time I set the record straight. You are not presentable for the day young lady. You are a slob. After dishes, you are to march yourself upstairs and wear more cleaner attire, am I understood?"
"Yes mother of course I will change."
Catherine sneered back at her stepmother. It was nice to be impolite she thought. After all, she wanted to live here in the first place. Marjorie sensed Catherine's antagonism with her, making a mental note to discuss this matter with her later and preceded to the market to purchase the day's food. Catherine proceeded with dishes and went back upstairs where Anna Marie was putting on her makeup and singing to herself in her bedroom. It wasn't long before more words were exchanged and Anna Marie left out the house. Catherine laughed herself into frenzy as she had thought she had finally got the better of her stepsister. She lounged around watching television until Marjorie arrived home several hours later. Still in her sloppy attire, she seemed to forget her stepmother's insistence on being properly attired for the day. Catherine looked terrible. Marjorie set the bags of groceries down and approached Catherine. She did not like what she saw….
"Catherine we need to talk. I just spoke to Sally down the street and it seems that you have been teasing and harassing her fifteen year old daughter, Denise about her looks. She said you have used very vulgar language and had the girl crying. I think it's time we set the record straight."
Catherine remembered that day very well. Only she was with her stepsister, it was Anna Marie doing the teasing, not her. She looked into her step-mom's eyes and neither confirmed or denied the fact. She looked as if she didn't even care. What did all this mean anyway?
"Catherine, you are no longer a silly schoolgirl and you have not looked for a job, nor have you applied to any college. You are sloppy and spend money without concern for value. Your attitude towards others is appalling. Let me explain a few things so you understand where this all leading my girl! Before your father left, he gave me complete control over you and that means that you are in my house under my rules and you will obey them to the letter. You have been surly, unruly, sloppy and sarcastic to name just a few of your traits. I will no longer allow you to behave in that manner. From this point on things are going to change and we will start with a lesson on your behind to remind you what happens to bad girls in this house.
"What? Spank me? Are you joking? You can't touch me, no way mommy dearest! I am out of here shortly. I am going to joining daddy overseas. I…"
Marjorie pulled Catherine from the couch and quickly unsnapped her jeans and pulled them down to her knees. She was wearing a thong. Marjorie despised that type of underwear and pulled them down too. Catherine was taken over her lap and Marjorie began to slap her lower thighs with her strong hand. Catherine was fighting to get up and reached behind with her hand and tried to cover herself. This only resulted in her arm being tucked up in her back to prevent any interference. For the first time in her life she was about to get a spanking that she deserved. She squirmed and screamed at her stepmother. There was no way she was going to cooperate with such a childish punishment….
Marjorie continued her paddling of her stepdaughter alternating each cheek and then each thigh. She made a note to retrieve her long handled hairbrush and continue again. She did have an eighteen-inch wooden ruler nearby and continued with over fifty hard smacks to her soft bottom, chiding her with each smack and telling her what a naughty girl she was. At first, Catherine was sarcastic and resistive, but soon, tears and pleas followed much to Marjorie's delight. After the spanking, Marjorie allowed her to just lie across her lap and decided this was a good time to start with some simple house rules.
"Now Catherine, that's just the beginning my dear. After I allow you up, you will go and stand in the corner for one full hour. No slouching, legs straight, eyes forward and nose touching the wall. Hands will be placed on top of your head. I will be here in this room watching you, so don't think you can get away with anything naughty.
During your time in the corner I want you to think about just how nasty you been around this house and that your behaviour will definitely change. Do you understand me? …."
The sobbing and crying from Catherine indicated that she did and Marjorie was pleased. She had no place to go.
"Starting next month, I will be receiving your financial allowance from your dad and I will use it as I see fit for your benefit. You will no longer be allowed to spend money as freely as you have."
Catherine was devastated. She would die now. Without money what would she do? She needed her friends and what about her lovely hair? There had to be some other way, there had to be! ….
Once up, Catherine marched over to the corner, but not before Marjorie pulled up her torn shirt and wasn't surprised that she didn't wear a bra. She took the clothes and threw them in a pile. It was time to go through her room. She positioned Catherine in the corner and sat down to watch her and read some correspondence. It was torture to be treated this way and Catherine was slouching a little and making noises and moving a bit.
Marjorie noticed and occasionally swatted her with the ruler reminding her how to stand and talking to her like a child. The hour seemed to last forever and then Marjorie got up and left the room with the pile of sloppy and dirty clothes. Minutes later she returned with some clothing and ordered Catherine to turn around. She held up the new pyjamas before her and Catherine's eyes bulged. It was barely eleven o'clock in the morning,
"You look surprised dear! Yes pyjamas, you will wear pyjamas today. All of your clothes are just so horrible. These are special pyjamas. They are double insulated cotton and should fit you just like those designer jeans you wear. You know, that tight to the butt feeling now sit down! …"
Catherine did so and the jammie pants were pulled up to her knees. The colour was white with red stripes and they looked rather childish. The top was put on and these were buttoned from behind which was unusual. Then her pyjama bottoms were pulled up. They were very tight for pyjamas, showing her curves quite well. In fact, they were too tight! She felt and looked ridiculous.
"You will wear your pyjamas today as a reminder to behave and will greet anyone who comes over in your pyjamas as well. We will clean your room and sort your clothes when we return from our little walk. Let's go, you have an apology to make!"
Catherine was taken back and began to question her stepmother, but decided she had better not, for she already felt foolish and ridiculous. She was given a pair of white ballet slippers to wear and outside they went and down the street. Catherine felt ridiculous not only wearing pyjamas but in the daytime and in the street with everyone staring at her? She was laughed at and made fun of by the local children and soon they came upon Ann Marie and several of her friends. They made fun of Catherine and enjoyed her predicament. The public humiliation was too much for the nineteen-year-old young adult. The laughing could be heard from the other end of the street and shouts of "bad girl" and "pyjama girl" could also be heard….
They soon arrived at Sally's house and her mother greeted the pair and invited them in. Catherine was made to apologize for her behaviour (which was actually Anna Marie's behaviour) and despite Sally's grinning all the while, she finished it. Marjorie wasn't satisfied though and offered Sally's mother the hairbrush to spank her over pyjamas as her bottom was already plenty sore. She took Catherine over her lap and began the assault. A full five minutes of hairbrush spanking, yelping, pleading and crying brought claps of happiness from fifteen-year-old Sally. She was very pleased at the outcome.
Standing up, Marjorie thanked her hosts and took Catherine by the hand back home after announcing that it was time to clean up her room. They walked back home to the tune of more ridicule from children and laughter from the many adults they passed. The sight of an older girl wearing pyjamas in public was ridiculous and entertaining. And they were very, very tight! Catherine was not all comfortable in this attire. They were not loose fitting like pyjamas are supposed to be.
Back at home, Catherine was marched to her room and cleaned it up and Marjorie took note of her clothing. It was time to make a needed change. The bed was properly set and her makeup put away and then confiscated. Catherine was surprised at this.
"You will not be needing makeup Catherine! Little girls do not need cosmetics. Mommy will take that."
Annoyed at her stepmother, Catherine was getting very angry and that was so noted. Marjorie was satisfied that the room was spotless and took Catherine by the arm.
"Let's go downstairs dear. I have a lot for you to do this afternoon. But first let's have some lunch."
They walked downstairs and Catherine was put to work putting away dishes and washing the dirty ones whilst her stepmother prepared lunch. She was ordered to sit down and a steaming bowl of oatmeal was placed before her without fruit or milk. She hated oatmeal. She ate it reluctantly as her stepmother watched with a grin and then had to finish the rest of the dishes. There was a lot more chores to do. Laundry, vacuuming, cleaning the upholstery, tidying up, dusting, the list never ended and she was tired. Finally at about three o'clock Marjorie told her to prepare a nice hot bubble bath and go soak for a while. Tired as she was, Catherine did so, thinking that her stepmother was being kind. Soon after, Ann Marie and a group of friends came in and watched TV in the living room, but Catherine didn't care, she was going for a nice long soak.
Moments after she lie back to enjoy the warmth of the bubbling water, the bathroom door opened and in walked her stepmother. She was shocked.
"Excuse me! I'm taking a bath here mother. So if you don't mind…"
"Oh I don't mind dear daughter. I am going to help wash you, and you had better mind yourself or I'll spank you bare ass naked in front of your sister and her friends. I can't have you lounging all day in here! …"
Catherine continued her barrage of complaints which made Marjorie very angry and she unwrapped a bar of Strawberry scented glycerine soap and with one quick movement shoved it deeply into Catherine's pouty mouth.
"Here Catherine, suck on that for a while. It's strawberry flavoured so you just might enjoy it. Now mommy is going to wash you so stand up and put your arms in the air."
Catherine did as she was told and she was lathered form head to toe and annoyed as she was touched everywhere by her annoying stepmother. She resented being touched on her breasts and her pubic area and winced and tried to pull away and only received a good slap to the buttocks in return. She was rinsed and dried off and the glycerine bar was removed from her mouth and she was allowed to thoroughly rinse her mouth of the soapy taste. Then she was told to go to her room and wait there by the window.
Catherine stood and shrugged her shoulders in disgust. She just couldn't stand being treated like a child anymore. If only her dad were here. Marjorie placed a bundle of light clothing on the bed and spun her stepdaughter around.
"It's time to get you dressed and then there's some work to do in the kitchen."
She held up the top and Catherine almost cried. It was pyjamas again! But this time they had pictures of the Power Puff Girls on them in lurid pink! They were horrid. She put on the top and Marjorie sat her down and helped with the bottoms. These were very special jimjams. They were made of cotton and were very opaque, but were not loose fitting like regular pyjamas. They fit snug to her body, just like dancewear or cotton tights would and the top had snaps that fastened to the bottoms. They even had sewn in feet with padded bottoms. The wrists had snaps too and Catherine not noticing them just looked herself over and stewed.
"Oh mother, oh no! You can't make me wear these ridiculous things. They are so tight and childish. I feel so terrible and small in them, oh please let me change, oh mother, please! Oh please!"
Marjorie just smiled back and patted her on her tight rear end.
"You will wear these pyjamas as a reminder to behave and to act properly young lady. Now you will go downstairs and do your chores before beddy byes. So March!"
As they walked into the living room, there sat Ann Marie and three of her friends. Catherine's knees felt like jelly and she turned to run and hide but was stopped by her stepmother. She was jeered and laughed at by the younger girls for wearing pyjamas and skin-tight ones that made them laugh even more. The comments were devastating to her. She was ordered to get them refreshments and act like a little lady, unless she wanted her bottom bared for a good spanking in front of them. With tears in her eyes and gulping hard, Catherine served refreshments, despite the jeering and taunting of the girls. She was embarrassed and ashamed at this public display of deliberate humiliation. She spent the next hour in the kitchen doing prep work and cleanup and was becoming very tired. The clock struck 5:00 P.M. when Catherine was just about finished with her work. Marjorie sensed her tiredness and took her hand.
"It's bedtime dear! No dinner for you, just a nice glass of warm milk. Let's say goodnight to your sister and her friends and it's off to lullaby land for you. You have been too naughty to be allowed up this evening."
Catherine was resistant, but forced to march and say goodnight to a bunch of delighted schoolgirls who loved the idea of a bad girl being forced to go to bed early as a punishment for misbehaviour.
"Catherine, your sister and I discussed a few matters concerning your behaviour and I have decided that for the next thirty days you are grounded. That means you will wear only pyjamas during the daytime hours and you will receive changes at bedtime. You will be bathed and ready in your clean jammies by 3:00 and in bed by 5:00 each and every day. You will be given chores and that includes any your sister gives you as well. You will be spanked each day and how and when will depend on you. If you disobey even for the slightest reason during that time, I will add on another thirty days and so on. Do you understand? Hopefully you will be compliant and your punishment will end in thirty days. If not, well my dear, you will get used to spankings, very early bedtimes and pyjamas for a very, very long time."
Ann Marie looked at her sister with a big smirk. She was going to make sure that she would never make it through her first thirty days without an incident. She threw Catherine a kiss and laughed as Marjorie took her by the ear and up the stairs she went and into bed. Marjorie covered her up and tucked her in, kissing her goodnight. Catherine was being reduced to the status of a child, and although she resented it, she had no choice and decided to be on her best behaviour.
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