The Maid

“What... are you doing here?” She said, startled to see the maid coming in, “I thought you had the day off?”

The maid, Scarlet Piper, had been serving the family for five years. She appeared to be somewhere in her late twenties, maybe early thirties, but Tiffany had never bothered to learn her exact age. She did remember that Scarlet recently had a birthday about a month back, annoyingly on the day after a big school party Tiffany had while her dad was out of town, and annoyingly tried to head home early. Even though she had prior permission from her father, Tiffany remembered yelling at her and forcing her to stay and earn her paycheck.

The maid stepped in with a strange cocky look in her eye, causing Tiffany to suddenly think about the curse before the maid spotted the math test on the counter. Picking it up, she frowned, her face starting to darken as she further examined the paper and the incorrect answers that had been made, before walking over to Tiffany and shoving it towards her.

“C-? Was that really the best you could do?” The maid said to her, a low tension in her voice before Tiffany took the paper from her.

“So? Mind your own damn business.” Tiffany shot back, deciding she was not going to let the fear of some made up legend get to her, stepping away from the maid, “Learn your fucking place.”

“How about you assume your place, princess, bent over the table with your panties around your ankles! Won't be the first time I bet!” The maid... commanded her. Tiffany had intended to storm out of the room, her feet moving her towards the hall, but stopped against the table, before she started to lean over and put her belly on it, raising her skirt.

One of her hands grasping her pink panties beneath her skirt, pulling them down enough for gravity to take them the rest of the way to her ankles. She stared at the maid, horrified, as they opened a counter drawer. After a moment of searching she brought out a large wooden spoon, smiling as she held it before walking towards Tiffany. A dark look in her eyes.

“I'll have to remember to get a proper paddle later, but this should be enough for some basic discipline,” Scarlet said to her, positioning herself behind Tiffany, “I think ten will do for now.”

Realizing that the maid intended to spank her bared bottom with the spoon, Tiffany knew she had to do something to stop it. Deciding she only had one option with her body refusing her control, she decided to use the curse.

“Trans...”

“QUIET,” A hard thwap sounded out as the spoon smacked her bottom, “Twenty now. I don't want you to say anything but, 'I will study every night and do well in school.' after each smack till you get to school!.”

“Two,” Scarlet said, the spoon once against smacking against Tiffany's bottom. She grunted as the pain blossomed on her rear, humiliation spreading through her as she was spanked by the help in the kitchen!

“I will study every night and do well in school.” She said against her will, the maid grunting at her before sending down another one.

“Three.”

“I will study every night and do well in school.”

And so on.