"Did you have a good day?"

Sabrina’s sitting on her dorm room bed, rereading Interview With The Vampire for the hundredth time, when the door opens and Meg stumbles in.

“Hi there, sweetie. Did you have a good day?”

“Ugh…”

“Answer me.”

“No, Sabrina.”

“Oh, no! Why didn’t you have a good day, sweetie?”

“Because I got pranked,” mutters Meg, still bare-ass naked, her butt glowing red. She drops to her knees. Sabrina extends one platform-booted foot, and Meg obediently kisses it. “Because I’m such a pathetic naked little loser. How was your day, Sabrina?”

“Oh, it was great! I got an A on my paper about Scottish witch trials, that black lipstick I like came back in stock, and I got to see my annoying roommate get her cute little butt paddled in front of the whole school. The whole internet’s talking about how funny it was. Aren’t you happy for me, Meg?”

“...yes, Sabrina.”

“Who’s the coolest, smartest, funniest, most interesting roommate in the whole wide world?”

“You are, Sabrina.”

“Good girl.” Sabrina pats her knee. Meg sighs, and obediently lies down over the goth girl’s lap, crimson ass presented to her wandering hands, which give it a fond squeeze and then a few experimental slaps. “What’s the coolest genre of music, Meg?”

“**** metal.”

“What’s the lamest genre of music, Meg?”

“All the music I like.”

“See, you’re learning.” Sabrina gives her already-tender ass a stinging spank, making Meg squeal, then slips her hands between the tomboy’s thighs to tickle her velvety wet pussy as she gloats over her helpless captive. “You’re not a total write-off, loser. I bet one day, under my firm discipline, you could even learn to be cool.”

“Ahh! Sabrina! Don’t touch me there... OWWW!”

“Okay, I won’t. I’ll just keep spanking you.”