Katie in Naughtyland (for viaxlai)

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Of all the theme parks in the world, none of them stood out as much as Naughtyland, an enormous 30km2 attraction that about a thirty minute drive from San Diego, which was unique in two key ways. One, the park didn't have anthropomorphic mascots wandering around like other parks did, rather it was instead full of young girls wearing an assortment of cute little outfits that you might expect to find on a child at least ten years younger. Two, the park was run, organised and regulated entirely by professional disciplinarians, who had joined forces with the collective goal of ensuring that all the naughty girls of the world were properly dealt with. This was demonstrated by the main attraction of the park, which was for parents to bring their children to see the workers who lived in the premises disciplining their little girls in the most effective way they knew, by taking them across their laps and smacking their bare bottoms bright red.

Fair to say, this proved to be a very effective method for ensuring that children remained well behaved, as parents would often warn their children that if they acted up, they'd be spending a summer at Naughtyland, where the residents would be sure to ensure that their naughty attitudes were swiftly dealt with. Whilst some of the girls in the park had indeed been sent there by their dissatisfied parents in order to teach them a lesson, others were orphans who had been to sent to live in the park until they came of age by their matrons, who felt they could do with some proper parental love and chastisement.

As it happened, the parks orientation manager Miss Thistle was currently outside the building that acted as the entrance for all new girls who were brought to the park known as 'Stork House', clipboard in hand and a big smile on her face as she awaited the arrival of the parks most recent addition, a young fifteen year old who Miss Thistle agreed was in desperate need of some loving discipline after reading the teens file the night before.

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Katie had never heard of Naughtyland before. She had grown up in the east coast, in New York City. That was where she was born and where she raised herself. She didn't know how to prepare for what was ahead. And if she was honest, she didn't believe that this place was real.
A social worker had flown down here with her to ensure she actually went and didn't run away. Katie was known to run away when she didn't like something. They couldn't have it this time, she was being sent here by court order, the first girl from New York to be sent there. But the Social worker knew this was probably best for the girl.
When they arrived, Katie huffed and grabbed her bag of belongings and followed the social worker to the car rental service and got in a car, driving to the Naughtyland Stork House parking lot.

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Seeing a black car pull into the parking lot of the park, Miss Thistle watched a smartly dressed woman get out and walk around the vehicle to open the passenger side door, with a wide smile appearing across her face when she saw the petite blonde whose file she'd been reading step out of it. Whilst the girls attire may have been that of your typical teenager, with the girl wearing a red cotton shirt and a pair of black leather pants, the adorable little pout she currently had on her face was definitely that of a naughty little girl who was in desperate need of a good long trip over somebodies knee. "Hello there" she said brightly, addressing the social worker as she walked over to where Miss Thistle was standing with the young girl by her side, "welcome to Naughtyland: the slappiest place on Earth. I trust you had a pleasant journey, and that this little one didn't give you too much trouble?".

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The social worker chuckled at the motto. "Not at all. She had been quite silent the whole ride here. She probably misses New York" the woman said. She offered her hand to Miss Thistle. "I am Mrs. Ginger, and I am her Social Services Guide. This will be the only time you will see me but you will see some of my counterparts from this state" Mrs. Ginger said.
Katie stood there, holding her luggage. This place was really real. The giant sign was in neon lights with one exception. Beside the name of the park in the neon letters, was a moving billboard of a girl over someone's lap, and a hand smacking her rosy pink bottom. She blushed brightly. This was going to be her nightmare for the next three years.

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Returning the social workers handshake, Miss Thistle listened to the woman as she told her that she'd be receiving the occasional visit from local social service representatives, causing her to smile and nod in response as she had expected as much. "Oh of course" she said, reaching forward to take the teens bag from her as she continued to speak to the social worker, "please let your colleagues know they're more than welcome to drop by anytime, I'm sure you'll want to make sure that this little cutie is getting all the proper attention she needs".

After bidding goodbye to the social worker and watching as the woman returned to her car, Miss Thistle looked down at the teen standing in front of her and smiled, taking her small hand in her free one before beginning to lead her towards the door of Stork House.

"Right then" she said, pushing open one of the double doors to reveal a marble floored entrance hall with another set of double doors at the far end of the room, "now that you're finally here, let's see about getting you ready to go to your new home". Passing the girls bag to an attendant by the front door who was dressed like a mailman from the 1950s, Miss Thistle then proceeded to guide the girl by her side towards the double doors on the other side of the room, that had a large sign above them that read 'Bathroom'.

[viaxlai]

When Mrs. Ginger left, Katie was okay with that. However, she wasn't okay being lead down a hall that looked like it belonged in a horror movie hospital. She was also not okay with this man taking her belongings and her not knowing what was going to happen to them.
"What are they going to do with my stuff? I have private stuff in there" she asked. That's when she noticed they were heading towards a bathroom. Why couldn't she walk by herself to the bathroom? Why did she need assistance. Katie didn't like where this was going so far. She closed her eyes and hoped it was all just a silly dream

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When the young girl expressed concern about what was going to happen to her belongings, the woman simply chuckled and pushed open one of the double doors ahead of them, revealing a spacious looking bathroom with pale-blue tiled walls and a large white basin in the centre of the room.

"Oh, don't worry sweetie" she said affectionately, patting the teens head before walking over to the basin and turning on the faucets, "once we've made sure everything you've brought with you is age-appropriate, you're bag will be delivered to your new Mommy and Daddy".

As the tub began to fill up with warm water, the woman then returned to Katie and once again guided her by the hand over to a metal chute on the left hand wall, located directly beside a small wooden wall-mounted cabinet and a changing unit that looked as if it was designed for a very big baby. "Now then" she said sweetly, directing the girls attention to the chute as she spoke, "why don't you be a good little girl and pop your clothes down that chute, then we can see about getting you all nice and clean".

[viaxlai]

"Age appropriate? Everything in my luggage is age appropriate. Those are my only possessions in this world" Katie stated. She wanted her luggage and without people pilfering through it. She watched as the water filled the basin. It was nice to have a bath run for her but she hoped the woman knew she would have to step out while she cleaned herself.
"Yes ma'am... will I get my clothes back later?" She asked. However, she did not make a motion that she would undress, waiting for Miss Thistle to leave. This place was really weird and all, the last thing she needed was some stranger watching her clean herself.

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The girls indignant attitude at being told that some of her belongings may not be age-appropriate brought a smile of amusement to Miss Thistle's lips, knowing that Katie would probably still have some very misplaced notions about how grown-up she was. "Not those one's dear" she said when the girl asked if she'd get her clothes back, still speaking to the teen as though she was humouring an inquisitive toddler, "once I get you cleaned up, I'll find you a cute little outfit to wear. Now are you going to take those silly grown-up clothes off, or would you like Miss Thistle to help you get undressed?".

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Katie took a step back. "Miss Thistle, I am 15 years old. Can I please have privacy?" She asked as politely as she could muster. She didn't want to undress and bathe in front of this woman, much less be washed by her. And where were her clothes going to go? She spent a lot of money on the bra she had on and would like it back. "Why can't I have my clothed back?"