Chapter 3

Danny laid on his bed naked face down. His bottom was red from the spanking and from the newly formed diaper rash caused by his visit to the dirty horse trough. Beside him was his girlfriend Vanessa, a tube of diaper rash cream in her hand. She gingerly applied it to Danny’s irritated, swollen bottom.

Vanessa was a real beauty. She was busty, very girly, never seen without a fully made up face, and of course was a classic mean girl. She was the most popular girl at her private high school and did her best to make sure she stayed that way by spreading totally false rumours about anyone who rivalled her popularity. She also dressed the part. Usually seen in pretty designer dresses, Vanessa looked the spitting image of a young Grace Kelly. And now the pretty girl, with her delicate hands, was trying to soothe her boyfriend’s well spanked backside.

“Ahh!” Danny said as her hands touched his scarlet bottom.

“Come on, my baby boy,” she cooed as attempted to rub the cream gently into his rash. “You know I can make you forget all about that silly little girl.”

Danny had no reaction though.

“Come on, you know your Princess Vanny can make you feel better” she said trying to sound seductive.

But Danny wasn’t having it. He was seething with anger and knew he had to get back at Kat one way or another. He knew he couldn’t just up and punch her like he wanted to. A high-school senior beating up a middle schooler was a bad look. Vanessa, sexually frustrated that her handsome boyfriend was not paying her attention, tried to reach between his legs to stroke his manhood, but to no avail.

“Not now,” he said.

“Hmph, you never give it to me!” she whined.

This was an ironic thing for her to say because Vanessa was actually the head of the local chapter of a morality group called PHAAT – Promoting Healthy Abstinence Among Teens.

Her moral superiority over her classmates, which she wore like one of her trademark white gloves, was quite absurd since Vanessa was really over sexed and she desperately wanted to orally service Danny’s ‘silver dollar’ but oddly he hadn’t let her see it yet. He was quite shy and tried to point out to Vanessa that PHAAT was about not doing that kind of naughty thing. It doesn’t count if it’s the mouth Vanessa had tried to argue. She was a true hypocrite.

Vanessa was actually very active in her local chapter campaigning to get people to make chastity pledges and wear chastity rings like she did, it made her feel important even though she was secretly really **** to have sex. Her desperation and insecurity actually made her a particularly active PHAAT activist since she will do anything to appear superior in front of her classmates. Today she was upset because her school had agreed to do her annual PHAAT summer picnic using volunteers from the local schools instead of hiring a proper wait staff.

“They’re doing it so these kids that do community service have something to work in. Volunteering for a worthy cause like PHAAT. But honestly, how many of them know how to properly serve,” she said. “Sure, they’d be fine if we were serving beans and franks I suppose. But this is not that kind of picnic.” Her upturned nose instinctively went in the air as said this.

“Community service?” Danny said.

“Yes, it’s just dreadful isn’t it?”

“And you’re in charge of this, right?”

“Well, of course. I am head of the local PHAAT chapter!”

“Do you have a list of the volunteers?”

Vanessa dug in her purse and pulled up her phone. She then called up the email she had with the list of kids on it. Danny took the phone and scanned the list. His eyes lit up. Kat was on the list.

“What is it?” she said.

“That girl Kat. She’s on the list.”

"What are you thinking?" she said.

"****," he said smiling. “I’m thinking you’re going to make sure she has a very bad day of community service.”

Vanessa loved the idea. “Oh a little sabotage? Well, you know it wouldn’t be my first time, how do you think I became president of the local chapter? Poor Elizabeth’s skirt didn’t just magically fall down on stage when we were announcing the election results, revealing she was wearing that slutty thong. No, no, Princess Vanny knows how to take care of this kind of thing. Don’t you worry my beautiful baby boy. Your princess is going to take care of that mean little girl for you.”

Danny grinned. “When Princess Vanny takes care of her, then and only then she’ll get my silver dollar,” he said suggestively.

Vanessa giggled. Princess Vanny was going to get what she wants.