Clean the floors

Margaret handed Cynthia a bucket full of warm soapy water with a rag and said. “Clean up your mess. And you better behave or we’ll start round 2 of your spankings. Let me know if you need a change.”

Cynthia nodded, “Yes, Margaret,” Cynthia said as she took the rag.

As she did, she noticed it looked familiar. Her eyes widened. They were a clean pair of her underwear. And not just any underwear… her embarrassing Blue’s Clues underwear. Margaret expected to clean her mess with her own underwear. “Then get to it,” Margaret said. “I will be right back, and if you haven’t finished by that time I’m done, you’ll get spanked again.”

Cynthia nodded as she dunked her underwear in the water and began to scrub. Margaret walked up the stairs leaving Cynthia alone with the large audience of people and more importantly Gertrude. Gertrude smiled wickedly as she walked right up to Cynthia. “You know, I’d be very interested in witnessing a round 2. The way you were already crying and kicking your legs and begging for your mommy to stop was hilarious. Your little video already has 1k views and it hasn’t even been 5 minutes. You’re going to be a star, CeCe”

Cynthia looked as Gertrude held up her phone and showed her the video in which it was titled “Cynthia Potter is a Big Baby”. It showed her getting changed and the two times she wet herself. Cynthia’s face burned bright red, but she focused on cleaning the floor, not wanting to get another spanking. “Please, Gertrude,” Cynthia said. “Please take the video down. Don’t let everyone see that…”

“I think it’s too late,” Gertrude said. “Oh, CeCe. Why don’t you go find a clue and figure out that everyone already knows that you’re a big baby. When I got that phone call from your mommy, do you know what she said? ‘Baby CeCe would just love it if you came over and watched her punishment. Feel free to invite everyone you know and make sure to record everything. Baby CeCe gets no privacy.’ So that’s exactly what I’m going to do.”

Cynthia gritted her teeth. “Look what I have for you, Baby Cece,” Gertrude said with a smile on her face as she reached into her bag and pulled out a pink pacifier. “Why don’t you suck on this.”

Cynthia glared in anger. There was no way she was going to suck on a pacifier and let Gertrude win. But she also didn’t want to get punished again.