A paddle

“Now I want you to bend over the bed,” Drizella said. “Stick that bare bottom of yours out. And spread those legs of yours.”

Ella’s eyes widened. “No! Please. No don’t. Not the paddle. Please. I haven’t done anything.”

“I know it was you who took my necklace,” Drizella said. “I want you paddled now or I’ll tell mother what you did! And see what she does after that!”

Ella gasped as she was **** to bend over the frame of the bed completely naked and exposed. “Please, Drizella. Have mercy,” Ella pleaded.

Drizella ignored her as she wacked her bare bottom. “You have been very naughty, Ella. You stole my necklace. You streaked naked in the house like a whore. You didn’t do any of the chores that mother left you. And now you’re going to have a glowing red bottom because of it.”

“I didn’t streak,” Ella said.

“Really? Because it seems I have all of your clothes after you rudely tossed them into my room and ran about bare naked. Besides, who would mother believe me or you?” Drizella said.

“Y-you,” Ella cried as Drizella wacked her twice more.

“Mother is going to be annoyed when she learns you didn’t do your job,” Drizella said. “She might spank you herself. If she asks you why you didn’t do any of your chores, you will tell her it’s because you didn’t feel like it. Oh and you’re not going to use any of the normal titles you would address her as. You’ll just call her Tremaine.”

“No, Drizella please. She’ll punish me! She’ll be pissed!” Ella cried.

“That’s the point. You’re going to do whatever mother wants you to after you misbehave horrendously. And if you don’t, I’ll let slip to mother about your naughty activities. And then we’ll see how she reacts after that,” Drizella said as she places down the paddle. “Do we have a deal?”

“Y-yes, Drizella,” Ella said.

“Good. Now Cindy, put this on,” Drizella said handing her a nice gown. “And go wait for mother to return home.”

“T-this is hers...” Ella paled as she took the gown.

“Yes, make sure to ruin it before she arrives. I want her to catch you with it. You know that that’s one of her favorites too,” Drizella smirked. “And remember if you don’t, I’ll tell mother all about how naughty you were when she left.”

Ella gulped. Her fate sealed as she gazed at the expensive favored dress of Lady Tremaine and **** put it on heading down the stairs, waiting for the storm to arrive.