Julie's Painful Penny Sentence
 

Mike opened the door to his daughter's room. He sat on the bed and gently stroked her back. The small girl batted lazily at the sunlight as it came in through the window onto her face, mumbling in her sleep. She had kicked her covers off during the night, and now lay on her stomach wearing only a shirt and a pair of soft cotton panties that hugged her two bottomcheeks. And in the places it didn't cover could be seen some pink skin, evidence of the spanking she had gotten the night before. For she was a penny, and was condemned to several cycles of punishment for her crimes.

"Morning sweetie." Mike said, grabbing a few locks of her hair. "You need a haircut this weekend. Any longer and you'll be tripping over it."

Julie groaned and shifted around on her bed, opening her eyes with a yawn. “Do I need to?” She mumbled out, sitting up slowly and just staring forward as she tried to fully wake up, though part of her just wanted to go back to sleep

"Yes you do." Mike said as he stood and laid out her new school uniform for her first day. Julie had been his penny for a month now, which meant she was now expected to know the rules well enough that she would behave herself even when her parents weren't around. Which meant that the six-year old could now be sent to school.

Of course this wouldn't be any old school with voluntieras, mediclos, and certainly no kindern (who penitatas were never allowed to speak or in any way interact with unless specifically ordered to by an adult). This was penny school, which meant it would be very strict. She would be spanked by her teacher for any infractions of the many rules, and then spanked again at home by bother her Mommy and Daddy.

Julie slowly stood up, albeit shakily, stretching and letting out a yawn. She had dark hair with a distinct silver stripe. She took off her shirt and reached to start getting dressed in her uniform. “Can I at least keep my silver?” She asked, a finger tracing the strange, but natural color she spoke of.

"Maybe, if you're good." Her Daddy told her as he helped her dress. Once done he took her hand and led her downstairs to breakfast. "Mommy will be waiting when you get out of school to hear all about your day."

Julie’s tummy rumbled. “Is school any harder than it was when I was an actual kid? Or is what I learn the same?” She asked as she blushed, hearing her stomach growl. The girl was understandably anxious about school as a Penny, but was trying her best to stay calm. Which, being six, was hard.

"First they'll work on your writing, then they'll see what kind of classes you might want to take." Daddy explained. "Of course standards are high. Anything less than a 95% on an assignment means a spanking."

Julie shuddered at that. “Why am I not surprised?” She muttered to herself, her hands rubbing at her bottom subconsciously. The worst part was she wasn’t too great in school growing up to begin with. Sure, she usually passed, but alot of the time she passed by just enough to get by, she didn’t ace everything she did.

"At least you don't have to go it alone. Your friends will be there with you and so will we, to offer all of the help we can." He reminded her as they exited the stairs. Her Mom, Sara, was already in the kitchen eating. "Better hurry, don't want to miss your bus." The blond woman told Julie.

Julie nodded and went in to eat, stretching a bit. “And I better not think of cheating on anything.. granted, I didn’t even do that to begin with.” She said, partly just thinking out loud as she sat at the table and started eating.