The draw store!

Vanessa was dragged over to a large store, a giant sign hung above the glass entrance reading: "THE DRAW STORE!". Mrs Patterson smacked Vanessa's ass when the naked woman stopped to read the sign. "Come on! In you go!" She exclaimed.

Vanessa pushed the glass door open and walked inside. The walls and floor were all black, but had multicolored paint splatters all over them. The pair had walked into the main lobby, on the other side was a reception desk. Mrs Patterson lead Vanessa all the way to the desk, causing her to cringe when she noticed a young woman sitting at the desk.

The woman appeared to be in her late twenties, she had blonde hair and was wearing a business suit. She desperately tried to hide a laugh as Vanessa's naked self walked over to the desk, her pacifier nearly tipping the woman over the edge. "Hi! How may I help you both?" She joyfully asked, keeping her eyes focused on Mrs Patterson so she didn't accidentally let out a giggle.

Mrs Patterson placed one arm on the desk and smiled at the woman. "You can probably tell but this is my newly adopted daughter, she's a criminal you see and has no rights." Mrs Patterson explained to the woman, who couldn't resist a giggle. "Now my dearest Vanessa refuses to behave, and she tried to sneak out yesterday using her absolutely disgraceful attire that I picked her up in!" Mrs Patterson complained about Vanessa to the receptionist.

The receptionist widened her eyes in exaggeration and nodded her head. "Wow that's very naughty!" The woman spoke childishly to Vanessa, who just **** stared both of her tormentors. "Precisely! So you can understand my distaste for such a vile thing. Which brings me to why I'm here. I have been told some rumours about this place, am I correct in thinking that you redecorate clothing?" Mrs Patterson asked the receptionist.

The woman smiled and looked back at Mrs Patterson. "You would be correct, what needs doing?" The woman responded. "Splendid! My other daughter and I have spent the past day making some designs for it and we have settled on this." Mrs Patterson rummaged through her bag and pulled out a file full of drawings. She handed it to the woman, who opened it away from Vanessa.

Vanessa tried to see what was in the file, but the receptionist made it very difficult to see. "These are amazing! Your daughter has some real talent! So now all we need are the clothes to go with it!" The receptionist chuckled as she flicked through the file. "Ah yes of course! Here it is!" Mrs Patterson raised her other arm to reveal an orange plastic bag filled with Vanessa's expensive dress and underwear!

Vanessa let out a muffled shriek from behind the pacifier. She started screaming random jibberish and shook her head. Mrs Patterson swiftly handed the woman the bag and then turned to Vanessa. "CALM DOWN YOUNG LADY!" She yelled at the naked woman. This only angered Vanessa even more, she was fed up of being treated like a child. Those were her clothes which she paid alot of money for and she wasn't gonna let some old lady ruin it!

Vanessa tried to tackle Mrs Patterson, but ultimately failed as her arms were tied behind her back. Mrs Patterson grabbed her shoulders and slammed them onto the desk, forcing her butt to face outwards. With her other hand, Mrs Patterson slammed her hand down repeatedly on Vanessa's big butt cheeks. "HOW DARE YOU ATTACK YOUR MOTHER! SHAMEFUL GIRL!" Mrs Patterson yelled as she continued to spank Vanessa.

The receptionist watched as Vanessa cried on top of her desk after each spank. She laughed at Vanessa as she tears started falling down her face. Vanessa had finally started to crack, being spanked directly infront of a stranger was the most humiliating thing she'd ever experienced. Vanessa gave up resisting, and instead just let it happen.

After about 5 minutes, Mrs Patterson stopped the spanking and let Vanessa stand up again. "Now stand there and think about your behaviour!" Mrs Patterson demanded. Vanessa obeyed, she kept her head down and clenched her tear soaked eyelids shut. Her butt was so sore it had turned completely maroon, and still had Mrs Patterson's hand printed on the butt cheeks.

The receptionist sat back in complete shock, she'd never witnessed an adult get spanked, let alone in the way Mrs Patterson did! "Terribly sorry about that dear, as you can tell this one requires **** amounts of discipline!" Mrs Patterson apologised. "No no don't apologise, she's an absolute bitch! I've seen the news I'm really glad she's getting what she deserves finally, and you should be honored to be the one dealing it!" The receptionist responded.

"Now" she continued. "Why don't we sort out those clothes?"