degradation

Rachel rushed to the laundry and got it started. For spite she dumped extra startch in Lisa's wash then hurried back to Lisa's room only to find Lisa was not there. She got on her hands and knees and waited.

A few minutes later, Lisa came back with a tray. Rachel could not see what was on the tray as Lisa held it too hight. Lisa went and sat on her bed behind Rachel. "Head up, eyes forward, bitch!" said Lisa. Rachel complied.

Rachel heard some movement then felt a hard smack on her ass. She yelped in pain. "Stop it!"

Whack! Whack!

"Excuse me?"

"Stop it please, Mistress Lisa."

Lisa walked in front of Rachel and showed her the "paddle." It was a large, decorateve wooden spoon, that their mom had had haning in the kitchen. "Now, no talking unless spoken too first or more of this! Eyes forward!" Lisa walked back to her bed. "You know. I only emailed those pics to your closest friends, and I suspect they won't share them. But others on your email list may have no problem spreading them around, so keep that in mind!"

Rachel heard the sound of metal against metal, then heard a slurp sound. She then smelled something rank. "Oh no!" she thought.

Lisa came before Rachel and placed a bowl of foul smelling, wet, chunk dog food under her sister's face. Rachel looked at the dog food then at Lisa who was holding a video camera and grinning from ear to ear.