Caught In The Act
After dealing with Ricky and Alex, Patricia retreated to her private quarters to gather her thoughts. As she sat staring out the window, certain statements that Alex had made about past events, stuck in her mind, especially the ones where Lizzie's name was mentioned . Could there be something about Lizzie that she had missed? Patricia had felt that so far, Lizzie had been the victim of an older sister�s anger, but now she was beginning to wonder if Lizzie hadn't been an instigator, and not the innocent child that she had appeared to be. Little slips of the tongue on Alex's part, had now given Patricia new light on Lizzie, and she decided that she would keep an eye on her.
That night at dinner, Patricia didn't sit at her usual table. She chose one much closer to the girls and was soon joined by the other adults
"Pat, why the change in tables?" Mark asked, as he took a seat beside her.
"From this table I can keep an eye on Lizzie and Alex. I have some suspicions as to the real problem child in the fighting between Lizzie and Lynda. I just want to watch her for a while," Pat replied.
"You think Alex is the cause?" He asked.
"Ohhh no no. Not at all." she replied.
"Lizzie? You think Lizzie might be the one?" he asked, with raised eyebrows.
�Ohh, I have a hunch that Lizzie isn't the victim of her older sister. I think she may be helping in the aggravation that her sister feels for her, and Lynda responds the only way an older sister would towards a pesky little sister. I have been treating Lizzie as a special case, because she is blind, but now I am beginning to see that there is a lot more to this little girl," she continued, as she watched Lizzie from afar.
"Sounds like you are going to have your hands full with that one," Mark stated with a smile, as he patted her on the back.
Sitting at the dinner table by herself, Lizzie continued to swing her feet back and forth under the table while her head was in a cloud of dreams.
Lizzie, what are you doing?" Alex asked
"Ohhh you scared me. Just waiting for you. "Where were you by the way?" Lizzie asked
"Doing a writing assignment that Mommy gave me," Alex scowled.
A writing assignment?" Lizzie asked in curiosity.
"Mark and Mommy caught me with the note that Wendy and Ricky were passing to each other and I got in trouble." she said, as she looked around the room for Wendy and Ricky.
"Oh so that's what happened to you guys. I asked around and no one knew for sure where you were. Now that you are back, can you help me with something?�
"Well maybe I can," Alex replied with caution.
�I need help making my sister�s life miserable," Lizzie replied, as she folded her arms and leaned back in her chair.
"Are you serious, Lizzie? I mean, don't you think you have tortured her enough already?" Alex asked.
"When I get done with my sister, she won't know if she is coming or going," Lizzie stated with a smile.
"Do you think that is really a good idea?" Alex asked wide-eyed. �I mean Mommy isn't in the best of moods with what happened with Wendy and Ricky."
"Are you gonna help me or not?" she asked, impatiently.
"I can't. Mommy only let me come down for dinner and I have to go right back to my room. She is coming up to look at my papers that I had to write," she replied.
"Can I come with you?" Lizzie asked.
"Well Mommy didn't say that I couldn't have company, so I guess it would be ok," she replied, as she let Lizzie grab hold of her arm and they made their way into the dinner line.
"They look so sweet and innocent," Mark stated, mockingly as he smiled at Patricia.
"Innocent, I am sure they are not. Something stinks here and I will find out who has been stinking the most," she replied, as she got up from the table and headed over to Lynda and her little gang of friends, who were now all seated at a table together.
"I think it's about time my little sister gets some of what she has been dishing out," Lynda scoffed, as she sat around the table with Camille and a couple of her new friends.
"What do you have in mind for the little darling?" Camille asked with an evil smile.
"I haven't decided just yet, but I'm working on it," she replied.
Slowly, as Patricia approached the two girls from behind, she could hear their conversation. Patricia quickly placed her finger to her mouth, giving the two other girls who were sitting across from Lynda and Camille, the signal to sit quietly. Wide-eyed, the two girls sat silently as Patricia let Lynda and Camille finish their conversation.
"Well what ever you decide, I'm in. And don't forget to add Wendy to that list as well. Hell, just put Alex and Missy on there too." Camille continued.
"Camille, My dear sweet baby sister is the one who got me punished. I only want to get her for now, besides if we try to get them all, it will look sort of suspicious don't ya think?" Lynda asked.
"Ya, you're right, but I wanted to have some fun," Camille pouted.
"Don't worry, we will have all kinds of fun," Lynda replied.
"Do you really think that kind of fun is a good idea, young lady?" Patricia stated very sternly as she placed one hand on each of the girl�s shoulders.
A chill quickly ran down Lynda's spine as she heard her mother�s scolding voice. She and Camille quickly snapped their heads around. They followed Patricia as she squatted down between the two girls and pulled them close.
"Lynda?" Patricia stated, as she looked sternly at her child.
"Yes Ma'am," Lynda answered with a quivery voice, as she looked down at her mother.
"Do we need to make a quick trip to your bedroom for a little reminder on how to behave ourselves?" she asked, with raised brows.
Wide-eyed at the mention of such a trip, Lynda quickly responded with a rapid shaking of her head. "I was just talking. I didn't mean it. Honest.�
"Lynda!" Patricia replied, with a disappointed voice.
"Ok ok, I did mean it, but I won't do anything to my sister. I promise,� Lynda cried.
Patricia stared at Lynda for a second before standing and placing her hand under Lynda's chin. "I don't know whether to believe you or not, young lady, so as soon as you are done with your dinner, I want you in your room. When I come up there, I want you in your pajamas and ready for bed. We are going to have a talk. Is that understood?" Patricia sternly scolded.
"Yes, Mother," Lynda replied, with a sniffle.
"As for you, young lady," she said, quickly turning to Camille. "I think I shall have a talk with your father as well, but for now, I suggest that you go and sit at a different table.�
Sullen-faced, Camille looked at Lynda, and then quickly left.
"Dinner. And then straight to your room," Patricia reminded, as she turned and went back to her own supper.
Lynda looked at her two friends who were still sitting silently across from her. They looked as scared as she felt. Lynda threw her arms on the table, buried her head and began to cry.
�I wonder what�s wrong with your sister?" Alex asked Lizzie, as they returned to their table.
"What do you mean?� Lizzie asked.
"Well she has her head down at the table and it looks like she is crying," she replied.
"Well she probably realized just how stupid she is," Lizzie squeaked, with a smile.
"Uhhh lets just eat our supper and get out of here, ok?" Alex suggested as she took a bite of her potatoes.
Together the two girls ate dinner, and then made their way to Alex�s room. Lizzie lay on Alex's bed and began to trace the bumps on her top blanket while Alex gathered her papers together for her mother.
"Alex?"
"Ya?"
"Does it hurt to get spanked by Patricia?" she asked quietly.
"Lizzie!!" Alex screeched in shock.
"Do you think Patricia gave Ricky as good a spanking as she gave my sister?� She asked, with a smile.
"Lizzie! Do you think it's funny that we get spanked?" Alex asked with a scowl.
"I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that," she replied, as her smile turned to a frown and she laid her head on the bed.
"It's ok, Lizzie. I know you don't know what it's like, but spankings really hurt and they make you cry, a lot. The scoldings are even worse, because you start feeling bad for being naughty and that makes you cry too. It makes you wonder why you were ever thinking about being naughty in the first place.�
"Alex. I want to get a spanking!" she stated, quietly
"Are you nuts?� Alex screeched as she stood up. "I just don't know about you sometimes, Lizzie, but the next time I get into trouble I will tell Mommy that you will take my spanking for me," she said, as she walked over and sat in the window seat.
Lizzie continued to lie on Alex's bed for several minutes before breaking the silence of the room.
"Wanna go over to my room for a while?" She asked.
"Well I guess I could for a few minutes," Alex replied.
"I need to think of something to get my sister into trouble," she stated, as she held out her arm so she could loop it in Alex's for their trip across the hall.
"Look, Lizzie. I got into so much trouble today and all cause I couldn't say no. I really don't think you should be so mean to your sister, and if Mommy ever finds out what you�ve really been up to and that most of what already happened is your fault, you won't have to want a spanking anymore, because you will get the spanking of your life," Alex scolded.
"No I won't. I won't ever get spanked or grounded or even scolded," Lizzie stated with a growl.
"And why do you think that?" Alex asked, as she again took a seat on the bed next to Lizzie.
"Because I'm what you call charity," she replied.
"Charity?" Alex asked.
"Yes, I heard the social worker saying that everyone was nice to me because I couldn't see. I have been doing naughty things that would get most kids spanked beyond spanked, but because I can't see I never get blamed for anything, or punished for anything."
"Well Momma is different, and you won't get away with it."
"I already have. I mean look at all the things I have already done to Lynda since we've been here and look who got spanked for all of them," Lizzie reminded with a gleeful smile
"Is that why you keep picking on her?" Alex asked, angrily.
"I don't give her more than she deserves, besides, it's easy to be mean to her."
Alex looked at Lizzie in shock. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. "Ohhh I think this is a bad idea, Lizzie.�
"I got it! I have an idea," Lizzie announced, gleefully. "Just watch this.�
Lizzie quickly crawled from her bed, got onto her hands and knees, and started feeling around under her sisters bed.
"What are you looking for?" Alex asked.
"Ohhh there it is," Lizzie stated, as she pulled a book out from under Lynda's bed, and plopped it down onto the covers.
"Lizzie, I don't think this is a good idea. Let�s go back downstairs," whined Alex.
"Gosh, don't worry so much. This is the best trick ever. She won't even know I did anything to her," Lizzie replied, as she opened her sister�s book and took out her assignment.
"What is that?" Alex asked.
"This is her history paper that she has worked so hard on. Funny how these things just disappear isn't it," she stated with a smile, as she closed the book, dropped it on the floor and kicked it back under the bed.
"Lizzie, please put it back. Pleaseeeeee," Alex begged.
"Are you kidding?" Alex asked, as she felt her way from the bed to the table. "Now where should I put this?"
"Put it right back where you took it from!" Patricia scolded, as she entered the room and approached Lizzie.
Lizzie jumped, and turned at her new mother�s voice. "Patricia!" Lizzie screeched. �How long have you been here?"
"Do you care to explain to me just what you are going to do with that paper?" Patricia asked.
"Uhh nothing. I wasn't gonna do nothing with this paper." Lizzie replied, as she placed the paper onto the table.
"And where are you suppose to be?" Patricia asked, glancing over to Alex.
"Uhh I'm going right now!" she quickly answered, as she scurried from the room.
"Now, young lady. I am going to give you a chance to explain just what it is that you have been up to," Patricia stated, as she once again turned her attention to Lizzie.
"Nothing. I wasn't doing anything," Lizzie replied, as she shook her head from side to side.
Patricia stood and looked down at Lizzie and sighed. She reached down, took hold of Lizzie's hands and led her to the bed. Patricia took a seat, placed Lizzie in front of her, but continued to hold her hands.
"Lizzie, do you know how old this building is?" Patricia asked.
"Well I know it is pretty old, but I don't know how old," she answered.
"Well it is quite old. As a matter of fact, this building is so old that when ever people are having a conversation that isn't a quiet conversation, their voices can be heard from one end of the halls to the other, especially when their bedroom door is open," Patricia stated.
"Ohhh. Echoes?" Lizzie asked.
"Yes, Lizzie. Echoes," Patricia replied.
"How much did you hear?" Lizzie asked.
"Enough to know that you have been an extremely naughty girl."
"Just a little naughty," she replied, holding her fingers up to express a little.
"Elizabeth!" Patricia said sharply. "You have been more than just a little naughty. In fact, you have been just about the most naughty of all of my children, and I must say that I am extremely disappointed.�
"Ok ok. So I've been bad. Who cares. It's no big deal. Really. Lynda doesn't care." she replied, shrugging her shoulders.
"I care if you have been naughty or not. I care." Patricia stated, as she gave Lizzie's hands a little squeeze. "Your sister should be up shortly, and I think that you have something that you should tell her when she gets here, don't you?�
"What? No way! I'm not saying I'm sorry to her," Lizzie yelled, as she yanked her hands free and folded them onto her chest.
Patricia quickly stood and placed her hand firmly under Lizzie's chin. "Elizabeth! I sympathized with you. I took your side when I thought your sister was rude and mean to you, when all the while, you were being just as naughty as she was. You sister has been trying, but when I come down the hall, what do I hear? I hear you. I hear you planning to get your sister into yet more trouble. I hear you bragging to Alex as to just how you got your sister spanked. You have been such a naughty little girl, and you delight in it. Now when I tell you that you are to do something, you will obey me without argument. Do you understand?�
Lizzie stood in front of Patricia, but remained silent.
"Elizabeth Jane!" Patricia scolded.
"I don't want to," she screeched.
"Well, young lady. I'm sorry to hear that you have chosen to disobey me. I'm also sorry that you obviously think what you did was all right, when in fact it was definitely not all right. You have been very naughty, disobedient and disrespectful. All of this has earned you a trip across my knee.�
"Spanking?" Lizzie asked in shock.
"When your spanking is over, you will go straight to bed, and in the morning you will stay in bed until I come for you." Patricia continued without hesitation, as she sat Lizzie down on the bed, went to the dresser to get some pajamas.
Lizzie stood speechless, as Patricia removed her jumper and blouse, replacing it with her pajama top. Patricia then removed Lizzie's shoes and tights, before taking a seat on the bed and placing Lizzie in front of her.
"Can I have my pj bottoms?" Lizzie asked, softly.
"If you still want them after your spanking, then I will give them to you, but there is no reason to put them on you now, since your bottom will soon be getting spanked," Patricia replied, as she started to guide Lizzie across her knee.
Suddenly it all became more real than Lizzie liked, and she began to wiggle and protest. "I think I changed my mind. I don't want a spanking. I don't want a spanking!" she cried.
Patricia ignored her protests as she swiftly up ended little Lizzie right over her knee and secured her around the waist. Lizzie started kicking her legs.
"I don't want a spankinggggggg!" Lizzie wailed.
"I'm sure that you don't, but a spanking is what you have earned, and a spanking is what I am going to give you," Patricia continued, as she flipped Lizzie's kicking legs under her own leg.
"Noooooooo," Lizzie screeched as she tried to wiggle free, but her attempts of escape were no match for her mother�s strength.
Lizzie's sounds of protest were soon muffled by a loud smack. Lizzie jumped at the loud sound, and bit her lip as the sting spread across a small spot on the back of her right leg.
"Hmmmph," Lizzie moaned, hesitated for a second, then started wiggling again.
Patricia tightened her grip, and continued to scold. "I can see that you're a fighter, Lizzie and that is ok, but, Lizzie, I love you and when you are naughty, then you must know, blind or not, that a punishment will follow." Patricia picked up her hand, and started spanking over Lizzie's panty-covered bottom.
Alex jumped from her bed and ran to the doorway of her bedroom as Lizzie's spanking began. The sounds of a spanking were soon followed by a yelp and a screech from Lizzie that filled the third floor corridor of the old school.
"Alex, what is that?" Lynda asked as she approached. "Is that Lizzie?" she asked in surprise.
Alex looked up at Lynda and nodded her head. "Momma caught Lizzie in the act of being bad, and now she knows everything, so I don't think you have to worry about her playing tricks on you anymore. Does that make you happy?� Alex asked, as she turned and walked back into her room.
Lynda turned and stared at her bedroom door. With mixed emotions, she listened as the spanking continued.
Smack... �Owww�....smack.. �Ouch�. smack. �oowweee� Smack Smack �Ohhhwwwooo�. Lizzie yelped and screeched, as Patricia landed crisp, sharp spanks onto her covered bottom. Lizzie squeezed the covers tightly, as each spank stung at her bottom. "I hate you," Lizzie cried.
"Well, young lady, you can hate me if you like, but you will never be this naughty again, do you understand me?" Patricia asked firmly, as she loosened her grip a little.
Lizzie lay there silently as her bottom stung from the swift spanks she had just received. How could she have ever wondered about something so painful? She had heard others getting spanked, and should have known from their wailing cries, that a spanking was indeed very painful.
"Young lady, I'm waiting for an answer," Pat scolded.
Lizzie thought to herself that she had indeed been curious about a spanking, but the more she thought about what she was getting the spanking for, the angrier she became.
"No! I don't understand. I hate my sister and I won't ever say I'm sorry," Lizzie screeched.
"Elizabeth Jane! Shame on you!� Patricia scolded. �I am disappointed in your behavior, and apparently you haven't learned your lesson," she continued, as she tightened her grip.
"Nooo no," Lizzie cried, as she felt Patricia reach up and swiftly pull her white cotton panties from her already stinging bottom. Lizzie released the covers and quickly threw her hands back to cover her bottom.
"Take your hands away, Elizabeth," Patricia ordered.
"Nooo noooo," Lizzie cried.
{smack smack} �Owwwwwchhhh� {smack smack}�Oooohhhoooo� {smack smack smack} �Owwweeehehe� {smack}�Uhhh� {smack} �Oooo� {smack} �Uhhhh� {smack}�Oweeeehheeee� {spank. spank. spank..} �Oweeeeee� Patricia spanked Lizzie's legs and when Lizzie switched her hands to the target spot, Patricia landed a few on her bottom, then back to her legs and then again to her bottom as well as landing a few smacks on the tops of her hands. Finally Patricia stopped.
"Lizzie?"
Only sobbing cries were audible.
"Lizzie?" Pat again tried.
"Yes Ma'am," Lizzie quietly answered.
"I'm waiting for you to obey me," Patricia stated, softly.
Realizing that her stubbornness was not working, and that she most likely would be spending most of her night across her mother's knee for correction if she didn't soon cooperate, Lizzie let out a few more cries and slowly removed her hands from her stinging bottom. Patricia took her left arm from around Lizzie's waist, reached over and gently caressed the tops of Lizzie's hands.
"That's my good girl," she stated, as she continued to rub her hands. "Do not cover your bottom again." When Patricia stopped rubbing, and returned her arm around Lizzie's waist, Lizzie finally began to really sob. Patricia gave Lizzie ten more spanks right on her sit spot, before replacing her panties, and scooping her up into her arms.
When the spanks stopped, Alex walked to the doorway of her bedroom once again. To her surprise, Lynda was still standing in the hall. She turned and looked at Alex. Tears were running down Lynda's cheeks.
"Are you ok?" Alex asked.
"No," Lynda replied, before turning and running down the hall toward the bathroom.
"Well, What do you think about that?" Alex said to herself, as she turned and went back into her room. A few minutes later she heard the door to Lizzie's room open and close. She heard her mother�s footsteps coming her way.
"Have you seen Lynda?" Patricia asked, from the doorway.
"Yes Ma'am. She is in the bathroom crying," Alex replied.
"Is this the assignment that I gave you?" she asked, with an exhausted voice.
"Yes Ma'am." Alex replied.
Patricia picked up the papers, and walked toward the door. "Alex, It is time for you to go to bed. Do not go into Lizzie's room. Understand?"
"Yes Ma'am," she replied nodding her head.
Patricia turned and walked down the hall.
Lynda wiped her tears and walked out of the bathroom. She could hear Patricia's footsteps as they made their way down the stairs. Lynda looked down the hall towards the room that she shared with Lizzie. She hurried to the door, slowly turned the knob, opened the door half way and squeezed in. There, lying on her bed all curled up, was her little sister, Lizzie. Lynda thought about all of the things that they had done to each other and even though Lizzie had gotten her spanked, it made her feel bad to see her little sister crying. Slowly Lynda walked over to her sister�s bed and gently seated herself on the edge. With a shaking hand, Lynda slowly reached over and gently stroked Lizzie's light brown hair. She slowly leaned over and kissed the back of her sister�s head.
"Don't cry, sissy," she said, in a soft reassuring voice. "I will take care of you."
"Lizzie turned her head toward her sister. Not knowing if Lizzie was angry and hated her, Lynda prepared herself.
"You're crying?" Lizzie asked.
"It hurt me to hear you get spanked like that. You�re my baby sister, and I love you," Lynda cried.
"You love me?" Lizzie asked, as she sat up in bed.
"Yes, I love you," she replied.
Lizzie sat there for a minute, then she threw her arms around her sister. "I love you too, sissy, and I'm sorry I got you spanked.�
"I'm sorry you got spanked too," Lynda replied.
"Will you sleep with me tonight?" Lizzie asked, as she scooted over.
Lynda jumped up and quickly changed into her pajamas, crawled into bed next to Lizzie, stroked her hair, and spoke softly to her until she fell asleep..........