The following week, Ophelia was standing outside the Legthoncroft home. A lovely brick home with warm welcoming windows. She took the familiar walk up to the deep blue door. Olly explained that she would come over Sundays for dinner. She was nervous because they would be discussing how often she would be getting a spanking. Just the word brought a blush to her cheeks. She adjusted the bag of bread bowls Gen had requested them go with the chowder that she was making. She sighed as knocked on the door.
"Come on in." He smiled while taking the bread from her. He led her to the living room. "Thank you for bringing them." Gen looked up from the book she was reading and smiled at Ophelia. She crossed the room and wrapped her in a hug. The hug felt really good and she returned it tightly. She could not wait for dinner.
"Alright." Olly sat on the couch. "Let's talk this through." Ophelia felt panic roll in her stomach. So they were going to be talking about this in front of Gen. "Lia, how often do you think you will need a spanking?" He had gotten much better at saying the word. Ophelia perched on the edge of a chair.
"Could we do it once a week?" She said, "Would that be too much on you?" She looked between them. "I don't want to make this…"
"Lia," Gen said. "We are here for you, I know Olly told you if this was to become consistent I want to be involved." She moved to sit next to her husband. "Tell us what you need. If it is too much we will talk to you about it okay." Ophelia was not prepared for Gen to enter the conversation.
"Could we try once a week for a bit." Ophelia rephased. She began pulling on her sleeve and her toes were curling inside her socks. "Keep it Sunday nights." She offered.
"I think that will work. We can always adjust if we need to." Olly agreed. "Now, are we starting this week?" Ophelia shifted in her chair but nodded. "I am going to suggest before dinner that the air is clear when we sit down to eat." Ophelia nodded in agreement. "Please use your words Lia."
"I think that is a good idea." She muttered.
"Then I think it's time." He patted his lap.
"Wait in front of Gen?" She said quickly.
"I don't see why Gen needs to rearrange her evening cause you are going to be getting spanked." There was that tone again. It made her so small. Gen moved back to her seat and picked up her book. "Come on Lia, any more arguing and you'll stand in the corner after."
Ophelia jumped up quickly and crossed the living room. Corner time was not on her to do list tonight. She glanced at Gen who had just gone back to her reading her book. Well at least she was going to watch. She stood next to Olly lap and he look up at her.
"Same thing as last time okay?" Olly said, helping Ophelia over his knees. He allowed her a moment to calm herself, but he also adjusted to make sure he had a better angle to her bottom. "Ready?"
"Yes, sir." She answered timidly.
The first smack made her whine, it would seem Olly was going to be a lot more confident the second time around. She felt the heat building more constantly and the sting was a whole lot worse. She wiggled as he smacked her sit spots. He always made the last ten on the sit spots.
"Now, now." He scolded while adjusting her again. "I'm going to take your pants down." She felt the air, it was cool on her warm skin. He again paused, rubbing her back. He lifted his hand and brought it sternly down.
"I'm sorry." Was her reply to the contact.
"I know Ophelia," The rest of the smacks came quickly. She was whimpering as each hard smack fell on her sit spots. "Alright, last set." He told her while sliding her underwear down. Her bottom was much pinker this time. "Ophelia, why are you getting this spanking?"
"To remind me to keep up with my chores." She sniffed.
"Why is that important?"
"It's a large part of taking care of myself."
"Very, good." He began the final twenty. She was softly crying, "Last ten." He told her. Every smack was punctuated by an 'I'm sorry.' "You have nothing to be sorry for." He rubbed her back for a few minutes. "Alright, it's all over." He recovered her bottom and she hissed when the fabric made contact. He stood her up and wrapped her in a hug. He would always, always be there after one. He rested his chin on her hair and rubbed her back. "You did so good." He praised her.
"You were a little harder this time" She sniffed into his shoulder.
"Yes," He tilted her head up. "I won't go any harder than that for this." He explained. "If you need a trip over my knee for other reasons I may be sterner."
"Olly." She whined, while covering her face with her hands. "You would spank me for other things."
"Yes, if you asked me too and I know you are okay with it. Keeping your home clean isn't the only part of taking care of yourself is it." She talked to him about trying to do better for herself over all. "I'm here for you always." He hugged her one more time. "I think it is time for dinner?"
Ophelia sat down gently at the table, the smell of warm bread and potatoes washed over her. She took a deep breath. She blew on a spoonful and shoved it into her mouth. She dipped the lid in and tossed it in. She had forgotten how hot the chowder was, Gen and Olly laughed and she waved her hand at her face as if it would help.
"Lia, it's not going anywhere slow down." Gen pointed out.
"I'm just really excited that it is so good." she muttered though a mouthful of bread. She swallowed. "Thanks for having me over."
"Anytime," the Legthoncrofts responded. It felt right to both of them to have her here.
A month or so went by and Sundays became a wonderful routine. Ophelia had to spend some time in the corner on a few occasions. She did not enjoy that at all. Olly made her think what she needed to do better the following week. Just another Sunday all three of them were sitting in the living room.
"Lia," Olly began. "I'm going to be out of town this weekend. I won't be home till late."
"Oh, that's okay. We could just pick up again next weekend. You are busy, I understand that."
"Well," Gen added. "I was wondering if you would be okay if I spanked you instead?" Ophelia looked at her like she had three heads. "I mean, I want to be involved in this. You mean a lot to me. Would you be uncomfortable?"
"I…" She signed. "I don't think it would, but could…" She felt her face flush. "Could you do it this week while Olly is here just encase." She was playing with her sleeves again. Gen found that adorable.
"If that's what you want." Olly said. "I think that is a good idea actually. But only if you want to Lia. I don't want you to feel pressured."
"I trust Gen." She nodded. "But I would like to know what it was like before. If that works with Gen."
Ophelia now a little nervous standing next to Gen's lap. She gulped and glanced at Olly. She knew what was coming. Would Gen give her harder smacks? Would she change how it went? She paused and took a deep breath.
"Lia, it going to be just like when Olly spanks you." She explained. "I won't do anything different. Do not want to hurt you." Now over Gen's knee and very aware of Olly paying attention. Her face went a little red. Gen while sometimes was in the room. She never actively watched or commented. Gen adjusted her great now Olly would have a better view. "You ready?" She asked.
"Yes Gen." She nodded. The fist smack was too soft. Gen adjusted real quick though. "Ah." Ophelia whimpered as the smacks rained down. How did she have a harder hand than Olly? Maybe she was just Olly. She wiggled under the sharp smacks.
"Now, Ophelia," She said. "I need you to hold still." While pulling Ophelia tighter to her chest.
"Yes, Gen. I'm sorry. You just smack really hard." Ophelia explained. She felt Gen rub her back for a moment.
"I know honey, but I want to make sure you know what you are getting into. Also I do believe you its time to pull your pants down. Is that okay?"
"Yes Gen." She felt the pants come down. Gen again paused. Ophelia couldn't see Gen looking at Olly who had a gentle nod. She flinched at the impact. "Ehhh." Gen made sure her sit spots got special attention. She started kicking at the sting.
"Alright Ophelia, why are you getting this spanking?" Gen asked softly.
"To remind me to do my chores and to be better about taking care of myself."
"Yes, very good. You are doing so good sweetheart. We are moving to the bare now, okay." Ophelia felt her underwear slide down. "Am I being too harsh?" Came the considered question.
"No, I think you are doing it perfectly." Olly responded. "She slipped a little this week, so a bit harder is okay."
"That's mean." Ophelia pouted.
"No, it's fair." Olly said. "Any more back talk and you'll get some extra from me."
Ophelia's bottom was hot. She was whimpering under Gen's stern smacks. The last ten on her bare sit spots cause Ophelia to cry. Once stood up and Gen wrapped her in a hug, guiding her face to her shoulder. Ophelia wrapped her arms Gen tightly. Gen shushed her and rubbed her back.
"There you go…" Gen said. "You did so good." She praised Ophelia. "You okay with me spanking you again next time."
"Yeah." Ophelia hiccupped. "I'll just need to be on my best behavior." She gave her bottom a rub.
"You certainly will be." Gen half joked. "Between me and Olly, we will make sure that your bottom gets corrected."
"Why are you both like this?"