The penny apprentice

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Samantha opened her eyes. Everything was fuzzy. It took a few moments for her mind and eyes to clear. the last thing she remembered was the judge pronouncing her sentence. 3 cycles 10 to 13. It was short because her crimes were non-violent, but the judge still wanted her to be an example so she was given hard time.

After a little bit more time she sat up and looked around the mostly empty room. It had only the machine she lay on, a table with a few medical examination tools on it, and a nurse reading a clip board with her back to Sam.

She decided to try to get down off the machine. After a few false starts, her arms and legs didn't want to cooperate as she had lost quite a bit of muscle memory from the rejuvenation, she managed to get to the end of the table. What she unfortunately didn't take into account was the gown she wore was meant for an adult. So when she tried to get down the gown tangled and she fell to the floor scraping her knee.

She held the knee and started to cry. It didn't even hurt that bad and she was puzzled as to why she was crying. The adult part of her knew it wasn't that bad and she would get over it, but the child, who was now in charge mostly thanks to the implant that made her act more child like, cried like she had been gravely injured.

At the noise of the girl crying the nurse looked over and shook her head. She walked over and picked up Sam. She gathered up the gown and the gave the girls bare bottom 4 or 5 good hard smacks before putting her back on the table crying harder then before. "Now you stay there young lady or you get more of that!" She walked back to her task as Sam rubbed her and cried unable to believe the woman had just casually spanked her like that.

The nurse, after she was done with whatever she was doing, checked Sam out. Once or twice having to smack her butt again telling her to quit complaining and sit still. Soon it was over and she was in a gown more suited to her size. With that she went, led by the hand by the nurse, into the siting room to meet her new mother.

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Diana Westworth was in the room idly swinging her legs. Her long dark hair cascaded down her back, framing her oval face, her bright green eyes shimmering behind her clear glasses. She wore a red sleeveless top and a white skirt with a thick black belt across her slim waist.

The belt was something that her older kids had feared. Mommy was quite strict and they often ended up bent over the desk getting their hineys roasted for slacking off of studies. Which was to be expected of a Westworth penny after all. Her three previous kids were all now running her companies, the sprawling business empire she built.

She had grown old about twenty five years ago and was now quite a young woman. Diana didn't work as much nowadays, preferring to take care of the next kid to handle her technology companies. Samantha had scored extremely high in potential so she was looking forward to seeing her daughter.

"Heyyy sweetheart!" Beamed Diana when she saw the young girl enter. She thought she looked adorable although she could see the tears around her eyes. She glanced at the nurse. "What happened? Was she a handful?" She enquired.

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The nurse smiled and handed Sam's hand over to Diana. The girl was still having trouble walking and would need help for a few days to get around without hurting herself. Once she was sure Diana had the girl she began to write on the clip board. "Yes, but no more than any other child," she said most her attention on the forms in front of her. "She fell trying to get off the table and scraped her knee. I have put some nano lotion on it and she should be fine in an hour or so."

Samantha just stood one hand in Diana's the other still rubbing her bottom. Her short blond hair still in it's previous style, which looked good on her adult for, but now just made her look like a tomboy. She just looked at the floor and sniffled. After another couple of minutes the nurse handed Diana clip board and said, " just sign where it's marked and she is all yours."

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Diana stroked Sam's cheek as she stood waiting for the paperwork to be completed. "It's nice to meet you Samantha. Or would you like to be called Sam?" She asked the child softly with a kind smile. She immediately felt kinship with her. Diana herself had been a penny, a hard time one, although her sentence was for fifty years and she had to suffer much harder than Sam would. Not that Sam would have an easy life but she would try everything to make it bearable.

"My name is Diana Westworth and I'm your mommy." She told her, emphasizing the mommy part. She was expected to be polite and call her that. Her second son didn't like to call her that and Diana had to paddle him on the spot. She hoped Sam would not prove that difficult.

Once the paperwork was done, she signed and handed over the board to the nurse. "Alright that's official. Now...let's get you dressed."

Diana had bought a t-shirt and a skirt for Sam. It wasn't the usual feminine attire, she decided it would look cute on her girl. The t-shirt seemed to be for a boy.

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It took a moment for Samantha to even get out a quite, "Sam," as her answer. Her mussels not the only things giving her trouble. It was even hard to speak how she wanted to right now. It didn't help that she was frustrated and a little scared. She picked up on the emphasis of the word mommy. She was really very cleaver she just never learned to really harness it unless it was for something she wanted. She picked up on the silent warning all the same.

So she stood as still and as quite as her new 10 year old body would let her as Diana and the nurse sorted out the paperwork. Once this was done the nurse smiled at her, but Sam just shot her a dirty look. The nurse just smiled a knowing smile again and walked off.

Sam looked up as her new mommy said something about getting dressed. she looked at what was presented and scowled. In truth she was a bit of a tomboy and never like wearing dresses or skirts. The tee shirt was fine by her, but all her frustration came out over the skirt. "I'm not wearing that," she just managed to say her agitation apparent in her voice. She knew she shouldn't get angry but she couldn't help herself. Her emotions no longer had the blocks she had spent years putting up. She pulled her hand away from Diana's and took a step or two back, then fell on her butt with an "ouch."

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Diana'seyes narrowed when she complained about not wearing the skirt. Her expression seemed to be quite indignant but when she fell on her butt with a little pang of pain, Diana couldn't help but giggle before bending down, her expression stern as she looked at her through her glasses.

"Sam, look at me." She said, gently raising the girl to her feet. "You are my fourth child, all of your big brothers and your sister were pennies just like you.

My second son, Jake was your age when he was rejuved and when we met, he decided to be a handful and disobedient, just like you are being now. Do you know what mommy did?" She unbuckled her thick leather belt, letting her see it up close as she doubled it over and snapped it.

"He was baredand taken over to that bed, bent over and I leathered his backside till it was red and welted. He got the nanolotion, the thing you have on your scrap." She pointed at her leg. "And when we got home, he had another session with the belt.The nanolotion will heal your bottom every hour and I took the belt and a switch to his backside all day long and at bedtime, he got a double dose of the belt and the switch." Of course Jake was in for a much worse crime than Sam and Diana was exaggerating a little but she wanted Sam to understand. She'd rather the girl behave on her own than get spanked.

"So, just a word of advice. Obey your mommy and don't backtalk and your life with me will be easier. Jake ended up being the perfect little boy and be quite enjoyed his stay." She said with a smile, putting on her t-shirt and pausing to see if she'd protest the skirt.

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Sam looked up at Diana when she said to as she was lifted to her feet. Her eyes widening as her mommy took off her belt. She jumped a little as she heard the snap of the leather. She listened to what Diana was saying as the adult part of her mind yelled at her not to give in. If she broke now the woman would have control of her from now on. The child part couldn't take her eyes off the belt. She remembered how much the nurse just slapping her bottom hurt and a few new tears formed in her eyes. In the end she gave in and didn't protest about the skirt, though it was still clear she wasn't happy about it.

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Diana smiled softly, patting her head. "Good girl." She praised her. "Mommy would rather not punish you, sweetheart. You are going to be rehabilitated, I had picked you specifically to help me run my businesses when you are older." She explained as she put on the skirt.

Her free hand went and rubbed her backside. "The skirt is so I can take you over my lap anytime I want. You are going to have to be the best little girl you can be from now, okay?" She smiled, lifting her up and placing her on her waist. She walked out of the centre with her on her lap, passing many parents who were in the midst of spanking their new kids.

"Because you behaved, I didn't have to do this to you." Diana said as she paised, making her take everything in. It was customary for pennies to watch other kids getting spanked to imprint the consequences of their actions. "Because you were good, I don't have to give you the mandatory four to five spankings a day, instead you only will get three a day." She smiled, not caring if she found this part horrifying.

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To her surprise she felt a small warm glow when Diana told her she was a good girl. She didn't like it because it gave her mommy control over her, but at the same time she wanted to hear it again. She flinched when her bottom was touched and for a brief second though she was going to be spanked any way. She relaxed when she realized that wasn't happening. She let out a small whimper at the news of what the skirt was for and despite wanting to protest only a soft, "yes mommy," escaped her lips.

She wanted to cuss and protest, but she could barely string a sentence together or keep herself up right at the moment. So for now she was dependent on Diana. When she was picked up Sam wrapped her arms around her mommy. As they left the center she could hear slapping and cries. She looked for a moment to see other kids getting punished then quickly buried her face into Diana. when she heard she was getting at least three spankings a day she couldn't help herself and whined, "Three, mommy no!"

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When Sam clung to her, Diana gently placed a kiss on her cheeks, rubbing them against her own. "Such a sweet little girl." She gushed as they saw the spankings.

"Oh, come on. Three isn't bad. When mommy was a penny I got five a day plus additional ones which meant a red bum all day." She said, running her hand across her bottom so she would get used to the sensation. "You have one at waking up and at bedtime, the severity will depend on your behaviour. So if you were good, it'll be just a light handspanking." That was her method of keeping her kids nice and narrow. Her son Jake learned after three days of the belt and switch that it was easier to be nice. Fortunately Sam seemed to pick up on it quickly although Diana knew it would only take her a few hours to get her adult brain back in control.

Once the spanking was over, she led her daughter out to her limo and got in, placing her on her lap facing her. "Now then sweetheart. The drive is for twenty minutes. Is there anything you want to ask mommy?" She pulled her close. "And this is our safe space. You can tell me anything, no judgement and you won't get punished for it." She offered