Extreme Babysitter (for Jaden Yucky)
 

Clair was a babysitter unlike most others. She specialized in teenagers and young adults, but not just ANYONE. Her particular aim was the brattiest of the bratty, those where nothing else seemed to work. Her methods were said to be quite extreme, but often these were the only ways to get through to her charge.

Today, she had been asked to look after a brand new charge. She pulled her specially designed van up to the house, and looked at the piece of paper where the information was written.

"This must be it," she said.

A young girl was tending the flowers outside. She had long hair to her mid-back and wore a sundress. She blinked and noticed Clair pull up, tilting her head curiously. "Who's that..?" She asked, mostly to herself, not knowing about why she was there.

(I assume this is the twin sister you were talking about?)

Clair was heading down the path to the front door when she saw the girl tending the flowers.

"Oh, good morning," she said, politely, trying to hold gentle conversation.

(yeah :p)

She looked up, blinking a few times. "G-Good morning.." She said shyly, standing after a moment.

The babysitter looked at the girl standing. She seemed a little shy, and she was certain this wasn't the person she'd been asked to look after. Maybe she'd made a mistake and gone to the wrong house....

"My name is Clair. I'm a professional babysitter," she said, showing the girl the piece of paper with the address on it, "Forgive me for asking, but is this the right house?"

She read the paper carefully, then nodded at her question. "My name is Rumi. And the one you're looking for is upstairs.." She replied, heading to the door to open it for Clair.

"Oh, Rumi," said Clair, "Ah, that makes sense. I was told of your names and that there were two of you. My apologies."

She headed inside, thanking Rumi for her politeness.

"So you say your sister is upstairs," she said, "Is anyone else around?"

"Mom ran to the store. No Dad..So it's just us for another few minutes.." Rumi said softly. "You thirsty or anything?" She added after a moment.

"Oh, OK. Yes, a drink of water would be nice," said Clair, "However, first things first, I'd like to see your sister and introduce myself to her."

She made sure to smile gently. She could tell Rumi was still a little shy, and despite her background, she didn't want to come across as mean.

Rumi nodded and went to the stairs. "Kaede!" She called, and a moment later, another girl came down that looked alot like Rumi, except with short hair that didn't even reach her shoulders. Once Kaede had come down, Rumi gave Clair a bottle of water.

Kaede looked at Clair, raising an eyebrow. "Who's this chick..?" She asked with a sigh.

"Thank you Rumi," said Clair as she was given the water.

It was then that the other girl arrived. Clair knew she should be judgemental, but she could just tell that this girl was the one she'd been asked to 'deal with'.

Still, she decided it was best to set a good first impression.

"Ah, good morning. You must be Kaede," she said, holding out her hand, "My name is Clair. I'm a professional babysitter."

Kaede did take her hand, but gave her a nonchalant look. "Professional baby-sitter? What? Did you go to baby-sitter college, or something?" She asked, rolling her eyes. She thought the title was kind of weird.

Yes, this was definitely the right girl.

"I took courses at college, yes," said Clair, "Anyway, I should explain the reason that I am here. Your mother asked for my services in looking after the two of you as and when is needed. And, Kaede, she specifically stated you to be my "main charge". However, I assure you that I wish to care for you equally."

"They have college classes for everything, don't they? What's next, classes for mowing the lawn?" Kaede muttered. "And hello? We're 16. I'm pretty sure we can take care of ourselves.." She added.

(16's a good age, right?)

(For what I have in mind, it should be)

"I'm not just any babysitter," said Clair, "My specialty is teenagers and young adults who are....how do I best put this?...rather crude and bratty in nature. Your mother stated a concern that you've been rather disrespectful to her, and your sister, as of late."

She took another drink of her water.

"That is why I am here, Kaede. To see if I can help you improve your behaviour and act more like a young woman your age should be."

"If she wasn't so nosy, I wouldn't be ticked off at her most of the time. And I'm less like that to Rumi.." Kaede said with a sigh. "Mom's probably just being overly desperate.."

"Well, either way, I hope to help you solve your little problems, and then you can all get along," said Clair gently, "However, I will warn you now, I won't tolerate any attitude, and I assure you, as much as I don't like to do it, there will be consequences if I feel there's a step out of line."

She figured that, since Kaede at least seemed willing to listen to her, it would be fair to at least warn her.

"Well, aren't you threatening?" Kaede sarcastically replied with a slight roll of her eyes. She leaned against the wall, watching Clair closely. "The subtlety of your threat adds an almost scary vibe to it." She added, with an almost inaudible scoff.

Clair could tell this wasn't working as well as she'd hoped. Maybe if she said it directly.

She reached for her bag and put it on the table. Out of it, she pulled a fairly large, black wooden hairbrush, with a square head.

"Kaede...and Rumi too...I'm going to ask you a question, and I want you to answer honestly," she said, holding the brush in her hand, but not in a threatening way, "Have either of you girls been....spanked before?"

Rumi blushed at the question, but shook her head quietly. "I-I haven't.." She said, glancing over at Kaede.

"Only a few times when I was, like, 8 or 9.." Kaede said, folding her arms a bit. She looked at the hairbrush for a moment, then back at Clair. "Kind of a personal issue, don't you think? Or do you like invading privacy?"

"No, Kaede, I ask so I know what to expect," said Clair, "As I said, I deal with the more extreme clients, and that sometimes means more extreme means of getting through to them. And that involves spanking."

"I want to make it clear to both of you, but especially you, Kaede....if you misbehave, or act in a manner I feel is unacceptable, then I WILL spank you. Your mother understood this, and even gave me clearance to do so. Do I make myself clear."

"Yeah, sure. You beat people who don't live how you expect. I beat people too.. especially if they screw with Rumi.." Kaede said, not intimidated by her. She saw that Rumi was a bit more nervous, so that made Kaede a bit more aggressive.

"It's not beating, it's corrective punishment, there's a difference," said Clair calmly, "Now, are you going to calm down and listen to me, or do I actually have to spank you right here and now? I don't want to, but I will."

Her voice stayed calm throughout it all.

(Your choice. Spanking now or spanking later. ;))

"Don't want to? Sounds like a lie to me.. considering how much you're emphasizing it." Kaede said with a sigh and shake of her head.

(now would probably be better :p)

(Yeah, you're probably right)

"Well then, I'm sorry you feel that way," said Clair, "but I genuinely did not want to do this."

She got up and took Kaede by the arm, then lead her back to the chair she had been sitting in. Within moments, Kaede was sprawled out over her lap.

"Rumi, I'm sorry it had to come to this," she said, genuine concern in her voice "if you don't want to see this, I will understand."

(What's Kaede wearing? So I know what to pull down)

Kaede resisted against Clair's grip, but to no avail. As she was placed over Clair's lap, she squirmed, growling faintly.

Rumi shook her head and sat. She'd watch the spanking, but only because she knew that Kaede would watch if Rumi got spanked.

(she's wearing jeans and a T-shirt)

"OK then," said Clair. She began to unbutton Kaede's jeans and eventually eased them down, along with her underwear.

Without another word, she raised her hand.

SMACK! SMACK!

A strong smack landed on each of Kaede's butt-cheeks. Enough to be clear Clair meant business.

Kaede squeaked as she felt her jeans and panties being slid down. She blushed lightly, feeling her bottom being exposed. "You pervert--Oww!" She growled, wincing at the smacks to her bottom. "Stop that!"

"Shush," said Clair simply, as she continued.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The smacks landed again and again.

Kaede yelped quietly with each smack, squirming and kicking her legs. She growled, feeling the sting build up in her bottom. She tried to get up, reaching to block. "I said 'stop', are you deaf?!"

Clair simply took hold of Kaede's arm and pinned it behind her back.

"I heard you," she said simply.

She continued smacking the teenager's bottom until it had been struck 16 times, once for each year she was old. She looked up at Rumi to make sure she was still OK, then she picked up the hairbrush.

Kaede was wincing a bit, biting her lip. Her bottom stung and burned lightly and she hated it.

Rumi drew her knees to her chest as she watched, gulping faintly. She saw how Kaede's butt was changing color, and though it unnerved her, she couldn't look away.

"Brace yourself," said Clair as she raised the hairbrush, before bringing it down on Kaede's bottom.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

The back of the hairbrush struck the teen's reddening rump again and again.

Kaede yelped audibly with each stroke of the brush. The teen had tears forming in her eyes, but wasn't letting it show. She kicked her legs, growling. "Stop it, you jackass! It hurts!" She said, squirming.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

"Kaede, I will warn you now," said Clair, "There are other ways I could use this hairbrush, and I would rather not use them. So please, tone down the language, for everyone's sake."

And she continued. One WHAP! after another.

Kaede yelpingly kicked at each whack, whimpering faintly. When Clair spoke, she scoffed, kicking again, making her jeans fall off her legs. "Like brushing my hair is threatening.. pfft.." She said, but it was clear the spanking was beginning to get to her.

Clair decided to ignore this comment, and kept going.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

Soon, she had landed a total of 28 swats. She looked up to make sure Rumi was still alright. It must be hard on her, she reckoned.

Kaede was crying faintly, feeling her red bottom burn and sting. She squirmed, trying to get free.

Rumi was shuddering quietly, hugging a couch pillow closely. She was quite nervous.

WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP!

Clair landed four last smacks to Kaede's sitspots, before finally putting the hairbrush down. She held the teenager on her lap for a few short minutes to allow her to calm down, gently rubbing her back.

She'd been a bit rude during the spanking, but otherwise, it had gone well, she thought.

Kaede cried softly when the spanking ended, lightly squirming as her back was rubbed. The teen rubbed her eyes with a light sniffle, growling quietly as she hated the painful feeling in her butt.