Continuing the Questions

Okay, maybe now is the perfect opportunity to go a little deeper, Gayle thought to herself, I mean she is the one who is telling me all of these intimate things about her life. Maybe she has no one to talk about this stuff and just really needed someone to agree with here, or at least pretend to. That is where her train of thought was interrupted by Audrey saying it was her turn to ask a question.

Gayle, seized the moment and went for it. Okay, you have mentioned your punishments, your relatives basically torturing you, and you claim the the Cinderella story is essentially your life, so I gotta know, what sort of punishments do you have to endure?

Audrey turned pale than the driven snow and was looking directly at the floor after Gayle asked her question. After a few more moments of awkward silence Gayle said, oh, come on, I already know about your dorm room, your underwear, your pasties, your diapers, and your relative essentially abusing you, how much worse could it be.

Audrey said, FINE! In a defiant tone as her eyes filled with tears, but you have to swear you will not laugh. Gayle rose her right hand and crossed her heart and said she would not laugh, however she could not help it if a chuckle escaped from her upon initial reactions, but no laughter, I promise. And with that Audrey began what Gayle would find out is a pretty extensive list of punishments.

Like you said, you know about my bed wetting problems at night, my diapers, my underwear, my dorm room and my relatives but there is a lot more.

Like how I am the oldest but I am treated like a toddler. My siblings have to babysit me while my parents are gone, they even pay them and Derek is only 10. My bed time is 8 pm sharp. Bath Time is at 7:15 pm every night, and I have to have supervised, I am not even allowed to wash my self my family handles that. Dinner time is 6 pm every night. 7:55 is my potty time, where someone watches me use a training potty before bed, I get no allowance, am not allowed to have anyone come over, and I an not allowed to go to anyones house, I have no door on my room so I get no privacy. My siblings each only have 1 chore they are required to do once a week, while I have 20 that need to be done weekly/everyday, not too mention I am only allowed to watch pg movies and toddler shows. And that is all just because of my bed wetting, do not even get me started on what happens if my grades start slipping or I misbehave or are mean to anyone in any way.

Wait a minute, Gayle said in utter disbelief, are you telling me, that as an 18 year old woman, you have only ever seen kids movies? Audrey quickly shook her head to confirm this. Hold the phone all of these stipulations are because of your bed wetting, what happens when you misbehave or grades drop, plus what is your parents version of misbehaving?

My grades have never dropped below 90 percent, Audrey said, so my folks have never punished me for that, but they have told me multiple times that if I ever get lower than a 90 percent in the class, then the same thing that happened with my underwear will happen with all my clothes. However I have gotten less than 90 percent on tests and home work and I do get punished.

For getting a C or a B?!? Gayle nearly shouted. Well what are the punishments?

If it is homework I have to swallow 3 whole tablespoons of castor oil, if it is a test I have to get an enema. If I curse or use adult words I have to have my mouth washed out with soap. If I am rude or inconsiderate to anyone other than relatives I get a spanking right then and there, if it is a family member I get a bare naked spanking at home followed by 30 minutes of corner time with my hands on my head and my nose touching the wall. If I was physical or violent I get a figging added on top of the bare naked spanking. If I am late for anything school, getting home getting chores done on time, over by even one second, and all of my meals until the next day are put into a blender and fed to me like I am 2 years old. And when I am crying too much they **** me to suck on a binky.

Holy shit your parents are strict, Gayle said in disbelief as she leaned back, Audrey looked at Gayle and meekly stated you have asked me like 5 questions, can I ask you one now?

Oh my gosh yes, how rude of me, I was just so curious about you situation my brain would not stop, but yes you can ask me 5 in a row. Wow thanks Audrey said, okay give me a minute to think.