Jasmine spanks Cynthia

Cynthia didn’t move and Jasmine grabbed her pulling her over the tub edge. SMACK SMACK SMACK. “N-no!” Cynthia cried as she was spanked by Jasmine.

As she was spanked, Cynthia heard fast foot steps. The door swung open and Margaret stood there furious. “Cynthia! You naughty girl. Did you cause problems for Jasmine?”

“N-no!” Cynthia cried. “I’m sorry Miss Jasmine. Please.”

Margaret shook her head. “Cynthia. You are to do whatever Jasmine tells you to do. I don’t care if she asks you to go outside butt naked!”

“Y-yes, Miss Margaret,” Cynthia cried. “I’m sorry. Please. I’ll behave.”

“Now, young lady,” Jasmine said. “Lower your hands!”

Jasmine set Cynthia down on her feet and Cynthia put her hands against her sides showing her naked body to both Jasmine and Margaret. “Look at that pathetic body,” Margaret said. “This is what I told you, Jasmine. She’s a fully grown woman and she looks like a child and acts like one too.”

“Oh come now,” Jasmine said. “A petite body doesn’t mean anything. She is rather small though. Her chest is barely there. Probably a prepubescent disorder. Those are more common than you’d think. I see she has little baby pubic hairs growing in.”

Jasmine gestured to a small sprout of hair that had finally broken through since the last time Cynthia had been shaved by Margaret. “Oh please remove that,” Margaret said. “She has to stop wetting the bed before she can get pubes. It would by unhygienic otherwise.”

“No!” Cynthia cried. “Please don’t shave my p-pubes… they’re the only thing I have to show my womanhood.”

Jasmine tutted. “You should have thought of that before you were naughty. I might have let you keep them, but little girls don’t need hair.”

Jasmine rubbed shaving cream over the little hairs and ran the razor through them. Cynthia gasped as she felt Jasmine spread her lips as she cut closely to her slit. Jasmine then rubbed another’s cream and brushed the hairs away. “No!” Cynthia cried as not even stubble was visible now.

Her hairs were all gone now.

“Now,” Jasmine said. “Get in the tub.”

Cynthia stepped into the drawn bath and gasped as it was cold. “I-it’s cold…”

“You shouldn’t have taken so long,” Jasmine said as she grabbed a wash cloth and squirted strawberry scented soap onto it.

She scrubbed Cynthia all over including on her little nipples and between her legs.

Cynthia shivered as Jasmine touched her all over.