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Chapter 19 by Johanna Johanna

What happens next?

Home and more rules before Diana arrives

You reflect on what an eventful day this has been as you enter your one-bedroom flat near the city’s business district. The change of plans in the cafe gives you (as you hoped) a bit more time before Diana will come and you decide to simply have a look around your place to see what, if anything, has changed. It is not like you need to get dressed for the date and you do not expect Diana will want to eat so late. You can always get order a pizza if she does.

The most obvious change is that your modest collection of spanking toys is more extensive now and proudly displayed on the wall of the dining/living area instead of being tucked away in the bottom drawer in your bedroom. You take a thin whippy cane you did not own before off the wall and give it a swish through the air before returning it. You guess it is both for yourself and any visitors who may have need of such. That pizza better arrive on time if you are ordering one and the driver is a girl...

Some of the photos you have on display have changed too; in particular you do not recall nude people including yourself featuring in any of them before. Your graduation photos catch your eye: you notice that the academic gowns on ladies are a lot shorter in the middle now with slightly longer sides, clearly meant to expose one's bottom. They are also impossible to close over one's breasts, even as unimpressive as yours, you find out as you look at your-younger-self smiling for the photo with your diploma in hand topless save for the said gown, with bright red welts across your chest. You guess the design is specifically made for recently punished ladies to be able to wear them without being in violation of the rules. You also wonder what you have done during the graduation ceremony to deserve that. Ever so helpfully, the Rulebook tells you that you may have said "It's fucking over!" to your friend when exiting the hall in the earshot of a warden. What you really meant was that the ceremony was long and you badly needed the toilet, but she did not exactly care. Still, in the spirit of the day she was fairly lenient.

Your bedroom remains much the same as before. You walk through the familiar space, trying to spot any differences but finding none. The bedroom is a private area after all. Your eyes then fall onto a folded piece of paper on your small desk in the corner of the room. You know what it is without opening it. After you broke things off with Michael and made it clear it is over, he sent you a painfully sweet hand-written letter wishing you all the best for the future. You pause. Like yourself, Michael was a quiet person, not asocial by any means but not a party animal either. Although you have always felt you prefer the company of other women, you approached the nerdy-looking but fit guy a few years younger than you in the gym you both visited regularly after seeing him a few times. The brief period you spent dating was fun in more ways than one almost from the beginning you felt wrong about getting together with a guy who was still in university (as a Masters student, but nonetheless) and who clearly formed attachments easily when you were not sure you even wanted a relationship. Long story short, you decided to break things off cleanly before it got too far and while by no means you were heartbroken, you felt bad about the way you led the poor guy on. He did nothing to deserve that. Being so cute in his own way does not count. Now, though... You think with your newly found power you can get rid of the guilt, make it up for Michael and clean the slate before you get more seriously involved with Diana, all with a stroke of a pencil.

You put the Rulebook onto the desk and start writing on bent legs with your butt hovering over the chair as sitting down is far too painful and will be for a while.

Old Rule: when a relationship that was free of **** of any kind or any other mistreatment is ended, the person initiating the break-up may be issued a punishment from his or her former partner. The punishment is normally a sizable donation or volunteer work for males and corporal and/or humiliating for females. These are carried out to teach one the value of others' emotions rather than as **** but the results may often appear similar.

Old Rule: as with any other discipline, such punishments can be challenged leading to a far more severe outcome for the side found acting unreasonably.

Your can hear your heartbeat getting stronger and faster as you finish writing, sentencing yourself to be at the mercy of the guy who has every reason to want you in trouble. You know (or rather you hope) his kind nature will prevent him from making it too harsh but in any case, at least he will get to end the whole thing on his terms as he deserves to.

A text notification plays on your phone, startling you.

What is the text?

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