Discipline Daycare (for helen spanking)
 

"Scarlet Eight" was a well-known faclity among parents who value discipline and traditional upbringing. It was called a daycare, but actually took kids from 7 to 14 years old, whome needed extra motivation to behave and stay at the right path; the motivation applied on their seats regulary. Many parents contested to be able to sned their misbehaving children there, but also local schools could prescrive their students to go to "Crimson Eight" instead if they were really out of hand.


On the outside it looked like any modern, well-managed daycare building. Instead of teh name above the dor it had horisontal 8, like a symbol of infinity, of a bright red color. And indeed, the amount of sapnkings under taht roof was infinite...


Two daycare officials, 25 years old Mrs. May Blanche in a conservative long dress, with her red hair ina bun, and 33 yaers old Mr. Tom Moore in his jeans, sweater and elegant glasses, waited at the doors, as always, to greet their wrds as tehy arrived...

Kayla was nervous as she was told she was starting a new time after school in a day care. The cute 8 years old girl was on the back of the car, sitting on her seat, still wearing her white blouse and her blue skirt. Her mother had picked her from school and had told her about the daycare. The blue eyes of the girl were fixed on the window, wondering where were driving as she wasn't used to that part of the city.

Her blonde hair was in two braids that moved when she turned her head to ask about why was she going to a daycare if she was big enough. The reason her mommy explained was because her grades dropped. She wasn't a bad student but she had been caught twice playing with the computer instead of studying or doing her homework so, after thinking about it, their parents decided to enroll her on Crimson Eight.

When the car stopped, the girl went alone and entered, feeling a bit nervous, carrying her black backpack with her. She saw a man and a woman who looked like they came from an old movie and, clearing her throat, she said "uhm... hello... my mommy told me I had to come here to do my homework... my name is Kayla Alvins" she introduced herself shyly.

May Blanche gave her a warm smile and squatted a bit to be on Kayla's eye level. "Hello, Kayla. I am Mrs. Blanche and this is Mr. Moore. We will look after youalong with other kids. Welcome to the "Crimson Eight". Please, follow me."


She took the girl's ahnd and softly led her inside. They were soon in a locker room, which looked a lot like any kindergarden's - with brightly colored lockers using funny enimal faces instead of numbers and such. Though the paintings on the walls depicted somehow exclusively different cartoons charactes getting spanked, from Practical Pig to the clockowrk figurines from "Pinocchio".


"This will be your locker, Kayla" Mrs. Blanche explained. "Please, undress completely and put your clothing here. You will wear our uniform while you're in daycare." She did not hand the girl any uniform yet, though.

The girl waved her daddy, feeling herself safe with those people. They seemed very nice! The daycare was colorful, perhaps too much, and it seemed designed for very little children. Kayla looked at the walls with curiosity. Inside of the locker room, she saw cartoon characters being spanked and she gulped, but said nothing. Were they going to spank her? No, it couldn’t be, her daddy almost never spanked her.

Then, she was told to strip all naked. A uniform? Well she had never used one and they were nice so okay. She took off her skirt and her t-shirt and then said “well I guess my undies are not going out, right?” She asked, since she never changed her undies at school, except when she had swimming pool lessons.

In response Mrs. Blanche frowned a bit and smacked the girl's panty-clad bottom. "I've said "undress completely", Kayla. That includes your underwear, and I'm sure you understand that You're expected to obey the babysitter's orders and behave, and it's being your first day is no excuse" That short lecture was followed by another, sharper smack.

She felt the smacks and was susprised. In her school she never got a smack on her bummie! "Ooow!! Don't spank me!" she complained on a childish manner as she nodded "Okay, okay, I will do it" and then, to her embarrassment, she took off all her clothes.

Then, she asked "I am getting then new panties?"

"Oh, I will spank you, Kayla. It's exectly what you are here for. To recive spankings which will help you study better and not put the computer games above your homework." Mrs. Blanche explained strictly. Once the girl was naked, she sat down on teh bench and softly, but surely bent Kyla over her lap, raising her bottom nicely. "You will recive spankings here twice a day... and just taht, if you are good. But if you won't behvae and listen to me and other sitters, if you break the rules or fight with the other children, every time your bumbum will pay the price" she patted Kyla's bare buttocks to emphisise teh point. "So, now you will recive your fisrt daily spanking, and tehn I will hand you your panties and teh rest of your uniform."