Rejuve Universe: It’s a Woman’s World Now!

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How easily he'd been reduced to a sobbing mess. Just earlier Nathan was mentally chastising the boy in the Rejuve Centre for being such a baby about his punishment. Here he was now, crying into Isabella's chest as she rocked him and hummed. Her hand rubbed circles on his back, and some of the tension began to relax. There was something nice about this, about being comforted and held like this. A part of him really did want to stay here, and ignore the pain in his backside. To let himself be taken care of.

What was it she had said? We don't always get what we want?

Nathan scrunched up his eyes, willing himself to stop crying. Once he'd gained as much composure as he could, he pushed away from the hug. Through the tears and snot, he had a deep scowl on his face.

"Don't touch me."

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“Now, now, my love,” Isabella said, still holding him firm. “Be careful. I don’t want to have to spank you anymore then I am required to do so.” She slowly stood, helping him up so he wouldn’t loose his balance and fall. Isabella gave his deep red rump a glance, then said, “I guess you don’t want any soothing lotion, then? Too bad, I was looking forward to applying it for you, after some hugging time. Oh well,” she shrugged.

Given the painful, stinging heat in his hindquarters, he would surely plead for her to apply it and sooth the pain. She would counter with his will that she not touch him. So he would have two choices: remain stubborn and deal with his very sore behind, or submit further to her and get some wonderful cream. The choice would be his.

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At the very least, he wiped the scowl off his face and replaced it with (what he hoped was) a more neutral expression. A difficult thing to do when you've just been crying. Nathan wiped at his eyes with his now bitten sleeve, as if getting rid of the evidence would somehow make his crying spell non existent.

The offer was tempting. His butt definitely needed some soothing, the warmth and sting still very fresh. But he'd need to go back on his word in order to get it. He didn't have the stamina to hide his internal conflict.

"I..." He paused, and swiped at his nose with his sleeve. "That's fine. I'll be alright on my own."

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Isabella could at least respect his desire to try and act like a big boy. So, she smiled and kissed his forehead, then reached her band back and gave his red rump a soothing rub. “Feel free to rub your rump as much as you need to, love. It’s not against the rules,” she assured him.

Then she stood back up straight and smiled, “how about a little tour of the house?”

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Nathan had half-expected another spanking for defying Isabella's wishes, and tensed up as she went in to rub his bottom. The lack of any smacking sounds was almost as loud as the spanking itself. Still, he only let himself relax when she pulled her hand away, and started tugging his shirt down when she was finished.

He opened his mouth to speak, but stopped himself. He couldn't quite make eye contact with Isabella. Instead, he nodded, and turned his head to the side with a shrug. His shirt wasn't enough to even remotely cover himself, and he couldn't get it to stretch far enough. Nathan let go, deciding instead to rub at his sore butt like he'd been given permission to do.

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A little chuckle escaped the woman’s lips as she noticed her new son trying to cover up his bottom with his shirt. “That won’t work, my love. Boy-shirts are made with silly attempts to cover up your cute cabooses in mind.”

She then gave him a tour of the house. There was the living room, a sun room, her room, her bathroom, his bathrrom, the dining room, kitchen, some closets, an actic, a basement, and a rather bland, spartan room for him. “This room has been kept as bare as possible, so you can fill it up with the things you like,” she pleasantly explained. “We’ll go shopping for some room decor tomorrow, if you want.”

She then sat down on the edge of his bed, looking him in the eyes. “Now, how about we discuss your daily discipline?”

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Of course they were, Nathan pointedly did not say out loud. At least he could fiddle with his sleeves while Isabella showed him around her house. It was... nice, he imagined? He'd only ever lived in his father's house -- a large and sparsely decorated old house, where every piece of furniture was older than every resident combined. Isabella's house was cozy, he supposed. The colours all chosen to make the place look warm and inviting. A clever interior design trick. At least, he thought so. It'd been a while since he'd last been in a house, actually.

He almost wasn't surprised by the state of his room, before Isabella explained. Nathan couldn't anything he'd want to get for the place. Besides, putting down roots would make it seem like this would be a more permanent stay than he was hoping. And he didn't exactly want to go anywhere with his new state of dress.

Isabella seemed to somber up for a moment. Or maybe that was Nathan's nerves coming out. Either way, he crossed his arms and hunched his shoulders.

"...Does it have to be daily?"

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“I’m afraid it done, Nathan,” she said, looking at him firmly, but not unkindly.

“You are required by law to be spanked at least thrice a day, since you spent so long as a runaway. One spanking in the morning for wake-up, a spanking in the afternoon after lunch, and a final spanking at bedtime. However, if you can behave yourself enough, and overall prove to be a good boy, I can send in a request after three months to lower your amount of spankings to just two a day, and two months after that, I can send another request to lower it to just one.” She patiently explained to him.

The woman gave her son a moment to think about that ere continuing, “one spankkng a day is the minimum amount you can get. However, if you prove to go downhill in behavior, I can start bringing back as many maintenance spankings as I belive you need, all I have to do is send a letter to the Rejuve Department to let them know. Also, the amount of maintenance spankings you recieve per day has no affect on the punishments you get for misbehaving.

“Finally, because it’s already about that time, I decided to make your welcome home spanking double as your afternoon spanking. You will still receive your bedtime spanking at 8:30.”

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Tried as he might, Nathan couldn't keep eye contact with Isabella. The more she talked about his daily punishments, the more he gripped his arms tighter around himself. Three spankings a day?! He'd just had one, and he was already feeling exhausted with the whole process. Never mind the fact that she could add more, and that he qould always be required to have at least one.

That's not fair, his brain supplied. But given how Isabella responded the first time he'd brought up that point, maybe it was for the best he keep that thought to himself. He still frowned deeply.

And he was getting another spanking tonight. That is, so long as Isabella didn't find some arbitrary reason to punish him for no good reason. She hadn't so far... but she could. She didn't need any excuse to. That was the part that kept digging into his brain, the reason for his frustration. He wasn't in charge of his life anymore. This random woman was. For no reason, aside from the fact that she wanted to.

Nathan started to scuff his foot against the floor of his new (temporary) room.

"Okay," he finally said. "Okay. What else do I gotta do?"

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“Sweetheart, please don’t scruff the floor of your room with your foot,” she asked of him.

“As for what else you’ll have to do… well, there are some small chores. Keep your room clean and dusted, take out the trash can once every other day or so, and unload and reloud the dish washer. Oh, and you’ll also have to put up your laundry once it’s dry. You really won’t have that many chores.

“You’ll also have school, but school doesn’t start until after Labor Day, and it’s still only mid-July.

“There’s plenty of activities you could join! A sports team, or chorus, or maybe even band. Plus, all the new friends you’ll make of the other boys and girls in the neighborhood. And don’t worry, love, bullying is absolutely not tolorated. Any girl who is mean or teases hou to much will aslo get spanked, and you might even be able to watch!” She smiled, betting he’d like to see a naughty girl being punished just as much as he and the other naughty boys are.

“Do you have any other questions for me, Nathan?”