Two-Sided Test (with drrnchambai241)

[Tangerine]

Not having her children at home while she interviewed the new babysitter was quite inconvenient. Otherwise, the single mother would love to introduce them to their new caretaker, if her visitor would manage to get the job, that is. Gladly, things were looking promising, and her first impressions were rather positive. At the same time, the pompous lady of the house happened to be a picky woman, strict and somewhat hard to please. Perhaps her administrative position in the consumer goods firm she worked for made her that way, but she tended be a bit cold and distant, even when she entertained a guest.

The two-storey house was quieter than usual without her seven-year-old son and ten-year-old daughter wandering about. Prior to the babysitter’s arrival, their father had picked them up for the weekend. Just because she was divorced, it didn’t mean Sarah hated the man. In fact, it was the opposite. Admittedly though, the affection between she and her ex-husband had long been over. If not for the kinds, she doubted she would be seeing him this often.

In the living room, the thirty-four-year-old woman kept her gaze on her guest, two cups of tea sitting hot on the coffee table that separated them. She indeed took this meeting seriously, and accordingly, wasn’t dressed quite casually. The black dress she wore reached to her supple thighs. Below it, sheer fabric of her black tights was nicely stretched by the shapely legs it hugged. Hopefully, the subtle cleavage her dress offered wouldn’t pose a distraction while she held a conversation with the guest she intended to employ.

“My friend spoke quite highly of you.” The woman mentioned her neighbour, who had recommended this particular young woman to her, and had only good things to say about the girl. “Since I have two kids, I believe it’s only fair I pay the double of what she used pay you.” Having a decent income, Sarah was rather flexible about the payment. After a short pause, the woman continued. “I’ll be frank. I wouldn’t mind paying more. I just need someone adequately competent to look after my kids when I’m out.”

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When Maisie decided to try out for the job she honestly did not expect much. Despite being only 23-years-old she had been a babysitter since she was in high school and had built a good relationship with most of her previous clients. So when a neighbour she babysat for before told her about a friend she had who was in need of a babysitter, she took up the offer.

Prior to her meet-up with her potential client, she planned out everything to make sure she gave off a good impression. After a few minutes, she finally came down to a skirt and T-shirt combo. The brief walk down to the client's house was pleasant enough and once she got to the home, she was greeted by an impressive looking woman. Maisie had always been a little short, at only 5’5, which made everyone look taller to her, but to woman stood taller than her and had a look that intimidated her a little.

Despite that, Maisie found herself enjoying the woman’s company and listening to her talk a little about the kids she would be looking after. After a couple of minutes, she got to the heart of the matter. When she mentioned paying double, Maisie was a little surprised. She would usually never ask for double, but the woman was offering it.

“That would be nice Miss. I am sure that I can be the best babysitter for the kids.”

[Tangerine]

Apparent traces of confidence were appreciated by the woman. As long as one knew how to walk down the thin line between confidence and modesty, she liked people who were self-assured. Another time, her attentive gaze swept the babysitter up. “Good.” She offered a small nod of approval. “I like working with the best.” Of course, mere words wouldn’t immediately convince her that this young woman met all of her requirements, but it was a nice start. So far, nothing about the girl had rubbed her the wrong way. Hopefully, things would remain that way, as she really wanted to say that she indeed found the right person for the job.

“Maisie…” The woman murmured, slightly squinted eyes accompanying the amused expression she wore. “You look as pretty as your name, dear.” Having a charming visage wasn’t necessarily one of the requirements, though. And Sarah intended to make sure that the babysitter would fulfil her conditions. “However,” she continued, “I still have to confirm your qualifications.” Not only someone who got along with kids nicely, but Sarah needed someone that could also be strict if necessary. In addition to that, the babysitter had to be dynamic and sturdy, since her little angels could occasionally turn into exhausting, cute demons. Regarding those concerns, Sarah already had something in mind to put the girl to the test. It was a physical test. Surely, an interview didn’t have to be only verbal.

“They can be quite taxing, kids. Yes?” Lifting her shapely butt off the armchair, the woman got to her feet. With unhurriedly taken steps, she walked towards the leather sofa that stood in the centre of the living room, on which she ended up resting her wide hips. After all, she was planning to commence Maisie’s unconventional test on that sofa. Or across it, for that matter. “So, I need someone who is rather, durable.” Her legs wriggled a little as the woman adjusted the hem of her dress. “I believe, how well you’d do in an unannounced butt-whacking session should correlate nicely with your durability.” Sarah revealed in what manner she wished to test the girl’s sturdiness.

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When it came down to it, Maisie really liked Miss Sarah. Despite her somewhat physically intimidating demeanour, she was a very lovely person once you started talking to her. She was polite and professional, and the tea she made was really good.

When she got complimented for her name and looks, Maisie blushed slightly. She had never really been complimented by someone she had just met before, so it was very sweet of her to do so. Soon the conversation would lead to them talking about what was expected of her. Maisie was sure that job would be like any-other babysitting job she had done before.

“Yes they can be a little exhausting at times,” Maisie replied. She then watched as Miss Sarah walked over to the couch and sat. As she continued listening, she got caught off-guard by the test being asked of her.

“You mean a spanking, Miss Sarah?”

[Tangerine]

It wasn’t necessarily her intention to make things uneasy, but considering what she had just implied, it was only natural for the babysitter to feel nervous to some degree. Admittedly, Sarah felt a bit guilty to somewhat enjoy witnessing the girl’s understandable confusion. Despite that, Maisie had actually taken the idea of offering her butt to a woman she had just met quite well. At least, that was how it seemed from the chair Sarah sat: a girl adorably puzzled, but currently not in protest against it.

“You’re a smart girl.” In what type of activity the woman expected Maisie to participate should have been clear enough after her explanation. Still, Sarah was willing to elaborate on it. “You are correct, dear. A spanking.” The last word resounded within the walls. Not on her children, but she had performed said action before. More than once, in fact. Thus, the blonde woman was confident that she could give the babysitter a proper one. Surely, one that couldn’t be described as a walk in the part.

Her lap wasn’t an uncomfortable place to lie. Pressed onto the leather cushions, her shapely thighs were spread out nicely on the sofa, her sheer tights stretched around them. Sarah patted one of her thighs, signalling where she needed the girl. “You are going to lie across my lap.” A verbal explanation followed suit. “And I am going to give you a spanking. Quite simple.” Indeed, it was a bit odd to use such a method to assess the girl’s competency, but it could be rather informative, so to speak, after which she could learn quite a lot about this charming girl.

“Of course, you can finish your tea first.” The particular outfit Maisie had opted for would actually make the woman’s job easier. Since the babysitter wore a skirt, which looked quite good on her, it would help Sarah carry out the upcoming practice in different phases. “Don’t worry.” Telling that she was only interested in giving her a few light pats on the butt could have been relieving. That wouldn’t be entirely accurate, though. Instead of that, “Don’t worry about your shoes,” the woman suggested.

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To say that Maisie was a little nervous would have been a major understatement. A woman she had just met wanted to spank her in order to see how “durable” she is. Maisie had been spanked before, by the parents mostly, though she did get a caning from a teacher once.

While a little frightened, she was also intrigued by the whole situation she was in. She wanted to see how far the whole thing would go. Putting down the cup, she stood up and walked over to the woman, with her head held high.

“Will my spanking be bare bottom?” she asked curious about how this whole thing would play out.

[Tangerine]

With intent glances, the woman watched the babysitter walk towards her, and bring that cute bottom of hers closer. She looked relatively calm. More composed than the other one, at least. However, Sarah could only guess what kind of internal worries must have been storming in the girl's head as she doubted she was carefree. Whether Maisie had ever gone through a spanking was unknown to the woman. Given her job as a babysitter, she could have very well given one too. Or more than one, perhaps. Regardless, this particular spanking would be quite different from those, the mother trusted, since its purpose was to test, and not to correct.

The question made the woman let out a faint little chuckle. It was an amusing one, after all. And cute, in a sense. Since she could be considered a strict woman, it wasn't necessarily easy to make her smile. Those who could manage though, she liked greatly. Sarah appreciated the girl's inquiry. It hinted that she was ready for it, if she was asking how it would be performed instead of questioning its necessity. Signs of a determined girl, she thought. Or perhaps she just feared the idea of losing her pants, and fully presenting what they covered, hence asking if that would be the case.

"That depends on you, dear." Sarah didn't intend to commence it with the babysitter's underwear already lowered. But that moment would eventually come, if Maisie could last that long of course. "We won't start that way." The woman suggested. "But yes." Finally, she answered the question. If you don't give up before that, your bottom will be bare towards the end." So, in a way, to say that she got the job, Maisie first had to say that her employer saw her butt bare. "I am left-handed, by the way.”

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When Miss Sarah explained the whole procedure, she knew that it would be a marathon and not a sprint. “Yes Miss,” came her meek reply. She knew what she was getting into and yet she had no intention of backing out, it could be a bizarre need to “prove” herself or it was just her needing the job, she honestly could not say.

As she made her way to Miss Sarah’s left side, a part of her brain told her to back away, but she simply ignored that part. She bent down to lay herself across the lap of the woman and moved a bit to get as comfortable as she could over her knee. Maisie blushed a little in embarrassment that everything that was going on.

[Tangerine]

Not abundantly wide, but the sofa was large enough to fully accommodate a rather compact gal such as this cute babysitter, who admittedly looked even cuter while lying across someone’s lap. As she gingerly assumed her new position across her soft thighs, Sarah’s eyes drew an arc as they tracked the girl. Other than watching the babysitter lay her body down, she didn’t do much, and simply waited for Maisie’s hips to appear on her lap. “Splendid.” Sarah appreciated her guest’s apparent cooperation. Merely putting her bottom on her upper legs should be a relatively easy task to perform. The difficult part was rather keeping them there.

There wasn’t anything particularly wrong with the way the girl had positioned herself on the sofa. Being an orderly lady however, Sarah still tweaked it ever so slightly. “Hope you’re comfortable.” She first pulled her legs closer a bit, then her waist. And quite casually at that, as if she was just organising the items on her desk. Surely, the young babysitter’s backside was infinitely more interesting than anything on her desk. Adjusting the hem of her skirt—that piece of fabric that hid Maisie’s choice of underwear—the woman continued. “Have you ever received one, dear?” She questioned the previous spankings the girl might have gone through.

A hand perched on her guest’s bottom as Sarah got to find out how she felt below the waist for the first time. She tapped her fingers against those covered orbs. “And what about the opposite?” Her hand left the girl’s bottom, “Hm?” and landed back down as Sarah gave her the first slap of the day. Her hand didn’t come down quite swiftly. For the most part, this was a physical challenge. However, there was also the psychological aspect of it. After all, offering her butt like that could trigger all kind of thoughts in one’s mind. To interrupt some of those thoughts, the woman raised her hand another time, bringing it down a bit faster this time.

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Maisie could feel Miss Sarah’s hand on her. She wasn’t scared or uncomfortable, just curious at how this whole situation was going to play out for her. This would be her first time getting a spanking from an almost complete stranger after all. She listened to her talk for a couple minute when she was asked a question.

“I’ve been spanked before, Miss Sarah.” Came her reply, remembering those painful moments where she squirmed and cried over her parents’ laps. A hand rested on her bottom and Maisie knew what was coming.

When another question came, this time about if she had given a spanking, Maisie replied, “No Miss, I’ve never had too before.”

Instead of a reply to her answer, she got a slap on her bottom. She didn’t yelp or cry. Instead, she simply bit her lower lip and prepared for more.