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Intro
Doctor Priyanka Maheswaran was a no-nonsense woman, who expected a certain standard to be met within her household. As she stood, towering a full 6'1 feet high with a dark expression on her face, it became all too apparent to her nude, kneeling, shaking submissive, Buffy Summers, that she had failed to meet her expectations.
"What," she spoke coldly, holding up a report card out in front of her to show a B grade on Buffy's latest English report, "Do you call this?"
Buffy, shaking with terror, raised her head up to fully make out the big red B on the report of 'A Tale of Two Cities.
"A-a-a, B?", she asked, nervously.
"Exactly!", Priyanka shouted, causing Buffy to jolt backwards, and land on her rear. "A worthless B! Do you think that sort of stuff flies in this house, young lady?"
Buffy was tempted to shout that it could have been much worse to her "mother", but she knew it would be of no use. Priyanka had taken her off the streets after she'd run away from her home and stated she would not tell anyone where Buffy was, but if she wished to stay with her, she had to obey certain rules. That included being told that she had to finish her education and to be made to reach the highest standard possible. Anything less was a stain on the Maheswaran's family.
All Buffy could bring herself to say was, "I-I-I'm... sorry-"
"Sorry is not good enough, young lady!" Priyanka hurled the piece of paper to her right, where it fluttered under and over in circles to the floor. "When I took you in, I told you what the consequences would be if you failed to live up to the standards I have set, and which you are more than capable of reaching if you only applied yourself more. Now get up!"
With that last order barked, Buffy leapt up to her feet as if she'd been struck by lightning, only to be caught by Priyanka's outstretched hands, which gathered her under her right arm, and then she made her way over to the living room couch, where she landed her ass with a thud.
"No! Mommy! Please, don't do this, I promise I'll do better." Buffy struggled as she was positioned over the older woman's lap, who was having none of it.
"I do hope so, Buffy, and to make sure you remember the need to improve, I am going to give you some free motivation to work a little harder. Now, hold still!"
Buffy felt her body grow numb and rigid at the sound of that command. It was as if her very soul had been slapped straight out of her body as she froze in Priyanka's grasp. Several long moments passed (although to Buffy, it felt like an hour) of Priyanka keeping her left arm firmly pressed on her slave's back to hold her in place. Then with a mightily hard SWAT, the good doctor brought her right hand down to land firmly on Buffy's cheeks.
"OW!", Buffy yelped out in pain.
"I want to hear you count to 50, and each time you do so," Priyanka paused and pinched Buffy's ass to emphasise how serious she was. " I want you to thank your Mommy for showing the way. Understood," she asked, pinching her manicured hands deeper into the Slayer's ass.
Argh-argh-yes-Mommy!" Buffy screeched out.
"Good," Priyanka spoke softly in response, letting go of her not-daughter's white skin. "Now then," she raised her hand, "Let's begin."
*SMACK*
"One-argh, thank you, Mommy, for showing me the way!"
*SMACK*
"Two-argh, thank you, Mommy, for showing me the way!"
*SMACK*
"Three-ee-ee, thank you, Mommy, for showing me the way!"
*SMACK*
It only took about 10 smacks to the behind before Buffy was a sobbing mess. Priyanka didn't slow down at all, using the excuse that with Buffy's superhuman strength and stamina, she could take whatever she dished out on her. And she dished out at a consistently sharp pace, timing each hard spank with only enough time to ensure Buffy got her full sentence out. By the time they finally reached the 45-mark, Buffy was wheezing out deep, agonising gasps of embarrassment. Tears flowed like the water from Angel Falls down her pain-stricken, crimson face.
*Hiccup*, 46, thank you, Mommy, for showing me the way!"
*SMACK*
*Hic-uck*, 47... thank you, Mommy, for showing me the way!"
*SMACK, SMACK, SMACK* Those final three spanks came down, one after the other and startling Buffy with a painful sense of sweet relief, that nonetheless left her a bawling mess.
"Argh-ah-oww-argh, 48, 49, 50! Thank you, Mommy, for showing me the way!", and with that, Buffy fell face forward, crying uncontrollably over her owner's strong firm thighs. Priyanka slowly ran her right hand tenderly over her pet's back as well as her left through her long blonde hair, coaxing her to relax for a full 20 minutes. When the tiny Slayer had finally ceased sobbing, she felt Priyanka tap her gently on the back, ushering her to rise and sit back down on her lap, where she was caught in a loving embrace.
"There there, my precious daughter," the Maheswaran Matriach spoke softly, as she traced small circles around her pet's flat little one tummy. "Mommy's glad you got the message. She doesn't want to hurt you, but she will always take you to task if you fail to do as you're told." Buffy sniffed softly. She'd never meant to let anyone down. But A Tale of Two Cities just wasn't easy for anyone like her to read.
Priyanka reached out a hand to turn Buffy's face towards her. "Now," she said, giving her a serious look whilst keeping her voice gentle. "Here's what we're going to do. I am going to tutor you on every homework assignment you receive from now on. I will sit you down at the table every night, and monitor your progress. If you manage to type it up fully, with every source referenced accurately, then I shall reward you for a job well done. But if not, I will have to punish you. And we both know I don't want to do that. Understood?"
Buffy swallowed, tears freshly forming in her eyes. Then she nodded.
"Yes, Mommy, I promise I won't let you down again."
Priyanka smiled, and pulled Buffy in, capturing her lips in a deep, passionate kiss. When they broke apart, Priyanka rose to her feet and hoisted Buffy up over her shoulder.
"That's my good girl," she said with delight. "Now come, I have plans for you this evening before bed.