stripped room

The room was completely stripped down. There were no curtains, no door, nothing for any type of privacy. There was a small single bed with only one blanket on the top, and a thin fit sheet. Her closet was completely open with the doors removed, the drawers were all plastic and completely see through. There would be no hiding a single pair of undies let alone her padded clothes. Mary blushed. She even looked at the hall bathroom which was the only one available to her. That door was also gone. The curtains were gone. The cabinets were all plastic and see through.

Mary squirmed. Already there was an expectation of no privacy. Not even when she was using the bathroom. She sat on the small bed and waited for her aunt to come up the stairs. Soon, she heard footsteps and sighed. "Let's just get this over with. This bitch thinks she's going to be a dictator, she has another thing coming," Mary mumbled.

Mary sighed but stayed silent. As she heard the clicks of heels coming down the hall. "Alright, Mary. Let's have a little heart to heart on the rules and how things are going to be working. You're under my house now, and you're under my rules," Aunt Andrea said. "If you don't like them. You can leave anytime, but don't expect any compensation or any assistance with doing so. In fact, I just got the documents that show that I am your legal guardian and you'll be under a conservatorship with me until you prove that you don't need one. Which will be determined by a judge if you choose to contest its legitimacy."

Mary stayed silent taking in all the information she was being given.

"Now, I'm sure you've figured out the first rule, under my house you'll have no privacy. Anything you do, anything you say, I will know. There's cameras recording audio and video at all times. So yes, I heard that comment about me be a dictator and a bitch, and I'm completely fine with that. I will choose what you wear and what you don't wear every day," Andrea said. "Further, I'm a woman of discipline. I don't care that you're 20, you'll be punished the way that fits the crime. Most of the time that will mean a bare bottom spanking. Sometimes even a naked spanking. That will occur in front of whoever might be there to watch, wherever we may be. I already have permission from the state to dress you however I want. Including, nothing at all."

Mary squirmed. Her ears turned red at the thought of anyone seeing her naked.

"Your curfew is 8PM to 10 AM. You will be in the house at all times. You can invite friends over, I don't care about that. But you'll still be following the rules. And you'll still be disciplined in front of them if needed. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Aunt Andrea," Mary said.

"Perfect, now let's go over what is next," Aunt Andrea said. "For one, your attire needs a change. But we'll head downstairs."

Andrea took Mary's hand and led her down the stairs as she squirmed. She wasn't sure what Andrea had in mind. But she was nervous as to what would end up unfolding.