Leaving Ellen in the hospital, where she would be kept for a couple of days (just to be SURE she was OK), Mary and Josh put Melody in the car for the trip back home. Melody squirmed a bit on her sore bottom, which her Mommy had just spanked to a hot pink -- with the hairbrush!--for her rather overentusiastic reaction to Ellie's recovery.
As they drove home, Mary leaned over the back of the seat to talk to Melody.
"Melody, dear, I need to discuss this with you. I know you like Ellen, but just how much?? Before she was rejuved, Ellen was told that she would NOT be returning to the Miller's. After all, now that she is completely recovered from the radiation poisoning, their special skills are no longer needed."
"Oh? I-is she gonna move away? I just hope they find her some parents who can, ya'know, take care of her 'special' needs. Besides, I told her she was gonna get a good spankin' for scarin' everybody half to to death, and she deserves it, too!!"
"And you promised her a spanking yourself, too. Yes, I know all about it, dear -- Ellie told her doctors. When she asked them if Josh and I could be her new Mommy and Daddy."
WHAT!! Melody's jaw dropped as her Mommy continued.
"She wanted them to know that she felt she needed and DESERVED the kind of strict 'rearing' Josh and I would give her, and that she really, really wanted to stay close to you if she possibly could. Even if you were allowed to spank her when she needs it. Which, I have to tell you, you probably WON'T be. Although I DO think we'll let you give her the spanking you promised her. Considering the VERY serious trouble her antics have gotten YOU into, young lady."
"Well, Melody? what about it? Would you like to have a new little sister to share your room with? Remember -- Ellie will get to see most of your spankings -- but since she will NOT be Penitatas, she'll only be getting a spanking when she really, really deserves it -- or maybe NEEDS it!! But..."
"YES!! Yes Yes Yes YES!! PLEEASE let Ellie come stay with us, Mama! Pretty please!! I love her Mommy, an' I wanna help take care of her and she'll NEED me!!"
"Well," commented Josh "I'd say we have to take that as a 'yes', don't you, dear??"
"I'd say so, honey. We'll have to lay in some supplies, though. We've never taken care of anybody so young before. And it will take a lot of work, from all of us -- including YOU Melody. Now, sit up straight -- on your sore bottom -- and watch the clouds; we'll be home soon."
And they were. And when they pulled up to the house, there was a hovercar waiting to meet them there. A car from the Justice Board..
Judge Marilyn Jones was waiting to talk to them. And to Melody.
*�*�*
As everybody settled down in the living room -- Judge Jones and Mary on the couch, Josh in his armchair, and Melody perched on her CornerStool (to get her into the proper frame of mind). The Judge looked over sternly at the naughty little Penitatas sitting locked into her stool and said "Do you have any IDEA of how much trouble you are in young lady??"
"Y-yes'm. I-I know I gotta be punished. I don't blame you -- the law's the law. I-I'll be rejuved back to four. An' you'll give me a Judicial Paddling, just like you gave Jane. With blisters. A-and Mommy and Daddy'll spank me over the blisters over an' over all week."
Melody was beginning to cry as she detailed her future punishments.
"An I'll NEVER make parole this cycle. Maybe you'll even give me MORE cycles. And I'll deserve 'em. Not for takin' the scanner, tho. I'll take my punishment for it, but I won't say I'm sorry I did it. I only did it to save Ellie. That's all that was important. I deserve to be punished 'cause I could'a handled the whole thing better. I really SHOULD'a at least left a note about what I'd done. Ellie might'a died 'cause I didn't MAKE the grown-ups listen. But I DID find Ellie, and she's OK, and I'm not sorry about that at all!!"
"Are you saying you took the scanner KNOWING that you were breaking the law, stealing AGAIN, as a Penitatas, and that you accept that, under the law, Administrative Rejuvenataion, Judicial Paddling, and possibly additional cycles as a Penitatas are what you deserve for it?? That you are pleading guily as charged to taking the scanner, and to wandering around on your own in an area explicitly out-of-bounds to Penitatas?"
"Yes ma'am.
"No, Melody, there will not be a trial. Nor will there be an
Administrative Rejuvenation, or any formal record of your offenses."
HUH???
"How is that possible, your honor?" asked Josh. "I didn't think the
District Attorney had any option BUT to prosecute in the case of
a Penitatas who commits further crimes."
Judge jones smiled. "Well, for one thing, the Marietta Emergency
Response Teams declined to press charges, and pleaded for Melody
to be let off easy. And you are wrong, the D.A. CAN apply to the
Justice Department's Artifical Intelligence to decline to prosecute,
and request that offenses by a Penitatas be handled 'in family', if
he can find valid grounds to do so. And he did."
"Huh? What grounds?? I'm guilty!!"
"Constitutional grounds, Melody. First Principle, to be precise."
The First Principle of the Confederation of Humanity is the ultimate
value of all sentient life. Most citizens are allowed to use that as
a defense, if their criminal actions were needed to save a life.
For example, breaking into a house to save someone from a fire.
Or stealing a hovercar to get somebody to the hospital.
The exception were Penitatas. "I can't claim First Principle
protection!! I'm a Penitatas, so I'm not allowed to!!"
"Correct!! As a Penitatas, you are not ALLOWED to make judgements
about when breaking the law is justifiable, since your judgement
about such things has been PROVEN to be faulty. Even a 'soft timer'
who tried to justify her actions using the First Principle would
automatically be convicted and punished."
"What most people don't understand is that, if the guilty Penitatas
does NOT try to argue their way out of their punishment, if they
accept responsibility for their actions and plead guilty to their
crimes -- like you just did -- then the District Attorney IS allowed to
refuse to press the charges on the grounds of the First Principle--if he so chooses. YOU do not have the right to decide to break the
law in order to save a life. But the D.A. DOES have the right -- with
the Judicial A.I.'s agreement -- to refer the matter back to your
parents to handle if HE feels your actions were INTENDED to save a
life. So there will be NO rejuvenation for you, young lady. And
no further cycles or permanent record."
As she sat on the stool Melody began to feel an incredible relief.
She wasn't going to be hauled off to court to be turned into a bottom
blistered four year old after all!! Judge Jones was smiling at the
totally relieved child as she reached into her purse.
And took out the very same little bumblebee paddle she'd used to
blister Janie Smythe's bare bottom back in October. Melody blanched
at the sight, and began to sputter as she sat on the CornerStool.
"However, as you pointed out, Melody, you did NOT handle the whole
affair as well as you should have. And you DID break the law. And
as I said, all the D.A. can do is refer the matter back to your
parents. Not that you weren't to be punished at all; just that the
State is willing, in this case, to let your parent's handle the
matter."
"But you are still about to get the awfullest spanking of your entire
life, young lady. And, if your parents agree, I think that this
little escapade HAS earned you a day or two with a
BLISTERED BOTTOM!"
"I agree." said Josh. "We told you you'd be getting punished for
this, Mel. I'm just glad it doesn't have to be official!! But I promised you
a good spanking for going into that storm sewer. And you also deserve it for
going wandering off by yourself -- in a KINDERN neighborhood!!"
"And, most of all" chimed in Mary "for taking something that did NOT
belong to you without permission. No matter HOW good a reason you
had, Melody, I'm afraid your history of stealing requires a severe
spanking for that action. Do you agree??"
Melody was crying as she looked at the horrible little paddle being
shaken in her direction. At least it was the four-year-old's paddle.
Judge Jones could have brought the SIX year old's paddle from
her courtroom, instead. But that little paddle would be PLENTY
enough to blister even her seven-year-old bare bottom.
"Yes, Ma'am.
"Blistered. Yes, Melody, you will be blistered. Besides, it will help
make up for missing Easter."
Huh?? "Whaa? I thought Easter... it isn't until, I dunno..."
"It was last Sunday, dear. With Ellie just reaching her crisis, the
Medical Board simply insisted that you NOT be taken off Ellie's case
for the usual punishments. They felt the work you were doing was
simply too important. Under
"Yes." replied Mary. "But since this is NOT in Penitatas Court, I'd
like us to give Melody a couple of good, sound spankings as warm-ups
before you blister her bare bottom. Just so she understands that this
punishment is from ALL of us. Josh, why don't you take Melody
upstairs and change her into something more suitable. Do you have
time to wait, your honor??"
"I need to be back in court by three; I'm free until then. Why don't
you and I decide just how severely Melody is to catch it while Josh
gets her ready?..."
The crying Melody was released from her CornerStool (which had been
quite uncomfortable even through her jeans). Her Daddy took her
upstairs and began to undress her. Shoes, socks, jeans and shirt
were removed, and her Daddy began to slip down her white cotton
panties. He scolded his little girl gently as he prepared her for her
severe punishment. Melody was unsurprised when he selected a very
short babydoll nightie as her primary garment. It was the same white
nightie she'd gotten her severe punishment for bad grades in, last
year. Mel had grown another inch -- and the nightie now didn't even
get down to the top of her bottom.
To Mel's surprise, after a couple of brisk handswats, her Daddy DID
put a pair of panties on her. Her LEVEL IV PAIN-TIES, to be precise!
Melody had rarely worn these awful garments. The legs reached down to
her knees, like an old-style panty-girdle. And the fierce biters
were liberally strewn throughout both the bottom and the back of the
thighs of the garment.
To Melody's ever greater concern, her Daddy collected both her
red maple hairbrush AND her Very Own Spanking Paddle before escorting
his naughty little girl downstairs to meet her fate.
When she got downstairs, Melody was quickly sent to her first lap--the lap of Judge Marilyn Jones as she sat in the center of the
couch. But before lowering Melody over her lap, the judge took out
a pair of KidKuffs, and quickly fastened them around Melody's slim
wrists. Now Melody was totally helpless, unable to even try to
cover up the target of the adult's displeasure -- or to try and rub
it afterwards. Then the sobbing Mel was put over the Judge's knees.
And Judge Jones began to hand-spank Melody's behind.
Her Pain-tie covered behind.
Melody yelped and howled as each crisp hand-spank both burned a hand-shaped area of her bottom AND launched a veritable swarm of stinging
biters into it. Judge Jones spanked Melody right down to her thighs,
then down her thighs to her knees, then back up to her bottom, and
then right back down to her kneehollows again. Melody was crying hard
well before her first punishment ended. Ended in her being helped
up off of the stern young woman's lap -- and over to her corner.
Where the CornerStool stood waiting for her.
Her Pain-ties were NOT lowered before she was seated on the punishing
wood. While the adults went into the breakfast room to have lunch.
Melody was well beyond both screaming and bawling by the time the
adults returned. The little pyramids had done their awful work well,
and Melody was regretting every mistake she'd ever made that had
brought her to this atonement.
But now it was time for her Mommy to spank her little bare bottom.
Melody let out a gasp of relief as she was let off of the stool. And
an even greater sigh escaped her lips as the Pain-ties, having done
their job, were pulled down -- and OFF -- her little behind. Melody would
be spending the rest of the afternoon, and evening, bare bottomed.
Her Mommy seated herself on a straight-backed chair brought in
from the kitchen, her hairbrush in hand. Melody was sobbingly turned
over her Mommy's lap. And her spanking began.
And eventually it ended. But only after her bottom, and the tops of
her THIGHS, had been turned into a cherry-red ball of fire and her
howls of pain and repentance turned into the deep, sobbing crying of
a very well spanked little girl. A well-spanked little girl who's
crying was allowed to subside only a little before her Mommy set
aside the hairbrush -- and resumed the spanking with her good right
hand. And finally it was that VERY obedient, very well spanked little
girl who, after being helped off her Mommy's lap, walked over to the
awful CornerStool... and climbed right up onto it and planted her
blazing hot fanny right onto the punishing top of it. Her ankles were
quickly fastened into the restraints, and Melody began her next
period of penance.
Eventually her twenty minutes of corner time ended, and it was time
for Melody's next punishment. Judge Jones and Mary helped the child
off of the stool and over to the sofa, where she was gently laid over
one arm, her little legs kicking the air, her head right down in the
cushions -- and her still bright red bottom and thighs up higher than
the rest of her little body. Then her daddy entered the room, slipped
up behind her...
And brought the nursery cane down right across the base of her sore
seat!! Melody howled and twisted, but the KidKuffs kept her hands
well out of the way as her Daddy gave her naughty little bare bottom
a proper six-of-the-best licks with the little cane. And then took
up her Very Own Spanking Paddle to continue her bare-bottomed lesson
with a good, sound paddling right over her well-wealed little bottom!
Soon Melody was again reduced to the status of a well-spanked bawling
baby. Before beginning her next twenty-minute time-out in the corner.
On the CornerStool.
And then it was time.
Judge Jones was seated on an armless chair brought in from the
kitchen. The Judicial Bumblebee paddle in her hand, it's cleverly
tapered holes ready to turn Melody's bare bottom into a crimson mass
of blistered, burning flesh.
And Melody had to walk over to her. By herself.
And when she got there, the naughty little girl had to say:
"Y-your Honor, I-I've been a very, very, v-very naughty little girl,
and I-I
"Very well, Melody. Nicely done. Now, come here and bend over my lap
and we'll get started on getting your naughty bottom a nice, solid
dose of stinging blisters."
Once Melody was in place, her hands helpless in the KidKuffs, her
ankles gently restrained by Josh, Judge Jones raised the awful
instrument of State displeasure and brought it down onto Melody's
well-tenderized and already sore bare bottom.
"YEEEEEEOOOOWWWW" went the naughty child, as the pain exploded into
the depths of her bare seat.
Judge Jones spanked Melody with the same terrible rhythm that she'd
used to punish little Jane last October. And Melody howled and
screamed as her bare bottom was set on fire by the terrible spanking.
She howled, tried to kick, wiggled and squirmed.
But nothing prevented the burning spanks from impacting her bare
bottom. And raising the little blisters the paddle was meant to
inflict.
With her bottom already well-spanked (and switched!!) Melody's nates
became thoroughly blistered even more quickly than Jane's had. And
after only thirty spanks, it was over.
Thirty unbelieveably painful spanks.
And Melody was sent to the corner, to (thankfully) STAND quietly and
try to cry out some of the burning pain in her bare bottom. While
Judge Jones left for her appointment.
And she stood there, her hands on her head, still cuffed, for three
hours.
At the end of that time, her bottom burned almost as badly as it had
when she started. Finally, Melody was allowed to leave the corner.
But to her horror, it was only so that her Mommy could march her
upstairs for another spanking!!
Melody cried and tried to hang back, but Mary effortlessly walked
her daughter upstairs to the bathroom, where a tepid tub had already
been filled. And where she could quickly strip her little girl and
give her her bath.
And after carefully scrubbing Melody all over with a rough washcloth,
with a particular emphasis on her blistered bottom, Mary took her
naughty little girl into her bedroom and sat down on Melody's bed,
turning her unfortunate daughter up and over her knee, still bare
naked, as Mary's hand reached for the little Helper paddle.
Seconds later Melody was discovering what Jane had actually felt when
that awful little paddle had impacted her blistered bottom. First
hand, so to speak.
Melody's howls could be heard throughout the house. And even Jane,
next door, heard Melody's screams, and delighted that her arch-foe
was getting what sounded like all the spankings she'd missed while
she was helping that other brat, Ellie.
And when it was all over, Melody was tucked into bed to cry herself
to sleep, hungry, sore, and miserable.
*�*�*
The next day was miserable. And not just because Josh woke Melody up
early in order to give her blistered bare bottom a brisk handspanking
before he left for work, but for other reasons, too.
For one thing, Mary came in to have a long talk with Mel about school.
"You've missed a lot of school, Melody. WAY too much. For good reason,
but you are a little girl, and I'd hate for you to be held back, and
have to go to summer school."
So would Melody!! For a Penitatas, Summer School meant a good hand-spanking each and every morning before class, since it was assumed
the child had been shirking during the school year. Even for SOFT-TIMERS. Not a particularly long or hard spanking, maybe, but a
spanking in front of the entire class!!
"Fortunately, Masao dropped out of Japanese this spring. He just
couldn't cut that and all the rest of his classes. You and he can
resume the class together in the fall. And your Interterm classes
will be re-instated next year -- so I'm afraid you won't have any
choice then."
"But I'm afraid your reading and writing classes, and of course,
Ethical and Moral Behavior, are NOT optional. Now, under the
circumstances, the School Board will allow you to try to catch up,
by working on those classes in the afternoon instead of Japanese.
But there will be a LOT of work involved to catch up and pass the
classes without summer school, and you will have to really apply
yourself."
"Wow!! I-I didn't think!! I mean, that's great! Of course I'll work
hard. Mommy, you KNOW I will!! 'Specially if it means not havin' to
do SUMMER school!! That's great!!"
"Good!! You go back to school Monday. Now, Ellie is coming tomorrow,
so we need to go to the mall and do some shopping. Let's get you
into your Punishment Dress, and we'll leave."
"M-My Punishment Dress?? B-but..."
"And NO panties. Yes, Melody, I've decided to let the entire Mall see
your blistered little bottom, so everybody will know JUST how naughty
a little girl you've been lately. No, No argument!! Now, let's get
you dressed..."
And so Melody went bare-bottomed to Assville Mall. And just as she
feared, when they reached the benches in the center atrium, her
Mommy sat down, pulled her naughty little girl over her lap, with
her Punishment Dress buttoned well up. And proceeded to spank Mel's
little blistered fanny while the seven-year-old howled and squirmed
and cried, putting on a show for the entire Mall.
And after the spanking Melody couldn't help bouncing around in
the Spanked Girl Hop, patting and fanning away at her blazing bottom (it was
MUCH too painful to rub) while the crowd cheered her on.
She was still sniffling when they returned to the house.
And was soon bawling as her Mommy briskly refreshed the burn in her
bottom -- and then made her spend fifteen minutes sitting in the
corner.
Fortunately, she was allowed to sit on the old hardwood stool, rather
than the CornerStool. But on her blistered backside, sitting on
ANYTHING was a terrible ordeal.
Finally, at bedtime, Melody's Daddy gave her her bath, put her into
her babydoll jammies (no panties) and gave her one last, good, sound
spanking on her blistered bare bottom, with the little 'Mother's
Helper' paddle. This spanking, he explained, was the one for going
into the culvert after she'd finally found Ellen -- as he'd promised.
But when the spanking was over, Mel's Mommy came in with a bottle--a bottle of Nano-lotion!! And she and Daddy rubbed it into her burning
bottom as she lay over her Daddy's lap, and Melody let out a sigh of
relief as the actuator was hit and her bottom began to itch
intolerably -- as well as burn and sting and just horribly HURT.
But she knew that by morning her bottom would be completely recovered
from the awfullest punishments she'd ever gotten. More than ever
Meloody was determined NEVER to get into trouble again. ESPECIALLY
as a Penitatas. She never wanted to have a well blistered bottom
EVER again!!!
And Ellie was coming home tomorrow!!!
To Be Continued
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