Slumber Party

The floor of Amber Anderson’s bedroom is covered in textbooks, folders, journals, and loose pieces of paper. The jump from high school to college had been tough and this American Lit exam was worth 40% of her final grade. Who has an exam for a lit class anyway? A paper would have been better, she could have downloaded a paper. A few rewords, move a few paragraphs, some SparkNotes. Easy peasy. But an exam. Amber could barely tell Dickinson from Dickens. Except that one of them was English or Welsh. Either way she was screwed.

Luckily, she had convinced a rather clever classmate, Jenna Smith, to come study with her. Well, she had invited the girl to a slumber party and told her mom it was a study session. But if it helped her pass the semester a few half-truths couldn’t hurt, well, would hurt a hell of a lot less than the paddling she’d get if she failed the exam. It was ridiculous that she was still disciplined in such a way but Amber had heard the “as long as your under my roof” speech a hundred times.

Amber almost felt bad, Jenna was a sweet girl, spent more time in the library than at the frat parties Amber liked to frequent. A few snapchats, a follow, and a selfie or two was all it took to make Jenna think she was her friend. But desperate times call for desperate measures.

“Knock, knock!” Amber slipped her phone in her pocket as her mom opened the door. Audrey Anderson was a tall woman with a round and friendly face. Her red tresses where pinned back in an elegant French roll and she wore a soft black cotton dress and house shoes. “Your friend is here.”

Behind her was Jenna Smith, she wore round frame glasses that touched her shapely black bangs framing flush apple cheeks. She waved at Amber with a big smile. She had never been to a slumber party before and was excited to have some real girl time with her new friend.

Amber smiled back. “Can I take your bag?”

Stepping into the room, Jenna was careful not to step on any of the notes.

“I thought we would study for the bit before we got to the fun stuff,” she winked at Jenna.

“Not too much fun.” Warned Audrey raising an eyebrow. “Amber needs to pass this exam or she is in big trouble.”

It took all of Amber’s strength not to roll her eyebrows. “Yes mom, I know, I’m working on it.”

“I can help. I like American Lit.” Jenna smiled up at the stern green eyes boring into Amber. It was remarkable how similar mother and daughter looked. A carbon copy of each other. With the exception that Amber was less curvy than Mrs. Anderson. But they had the same striking eyes and red chestnut hair that Amber always wore in thick curls. The standoff between the two Anderson ladies was unnerving, Jenna would never imagine being disrespectful to a parent, even as a college student. Amber’s phone buzzed again.

“I’ll leave you ladies to it. Good luck.” Audrey smiled at the two teens. “Don’t stay up too late.”

When she closed the door, Amber fell back on the bed as she pulled out her phone. Her mom had been especially overbearing since she was returned home at 3am with a minor in possession charge. She was probably thrilled she had a goody two-shoes like Jenna Smith coming over.

Jenna stood awkwardly and watched Amber text. She felt out of place and then opened her back. “I brought some cookies. Should we get into pjs? Or do we hangout for awhile?”

Amber sat up. “We could get into our pjs later. I was hoping we could study up for this exam. I am hopeless at American Lit.” Amber saw the defeated look on Jenna’s face. She panicked a little. “But first I thought we could stick on a movie or maybe do makeovers.”

“That would be fun. I don’t have any makeup at home.” Amber guided Jenna over to her vanity. She had never seen so many colors or bottles or palettes. “My dad says if I want makeup, I have to buy it myself, but I’m too busy with school to work.”

Amber smiled, “well, we’re friends, I’m sure we could sneak you some to take home.” Amber started opening some eyeshadow palettes as Jenna looked in the mirror. Amber turned the chair around and held out two options. “You wanna try something natural or bright and sexy?”

Jenna blushed at the word sexy and looked down. “Umm…whatever you think would look good. I like how you do yours. You always look cute. I mean…” She could feel her cheeks burn.

Amber giggled. It was kinda sweet how nervous Jenna was acting. She wasn’t like the other girls at college that she felt in competition with. They talked about what high school they went to, their classes, and their plans after. Amber asked her about boys and crushes. Jenna asked her about getting into a sorority.

After she slicked a black gel liner on her eyes and soft pink lipgloss on her bee stung lips, Amber stepped back and observed Jenna. “Wow! This really stepped your game up. Like, your hot!”

Jenna turned and giggled in the mirror. She felt grown up and, well, sexy. This was shaping up to be a fun night.

“Lets take a pic.” Amber pressed her face next to Jenna’s and smiled for snapchat.

Jenna looked at her image next to the radiant face of Amber in the cell phone screen as she shared it to her story. “You know, I was kinda worried when you invited me over that you just wanted my notes but I hope we can be friends. In fact, I brought something else my cousin gave it to me.”

Amber watched as Jenna reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of strawberry vodka. “Are you crazy?” She couldn’t help smile. “I thought you were a good girl. We have to study.”

Jenna blushed. She knew it. There was no way the cool girl really wanted to be her friend. It was middle school all over again. She held the strawberry vodka and took a big slug of it. It burned and she hiccupped. Then she took another.

“Whoa, whoa,whoa!” Amber panicked. “Not so much. Dammit.” As she reached for the bottle Jenna pulled back and dropped it. The vodka seeped out onto the floor

“Amber!” Audrey called up the stairs. “I ordered pizza.”

Jenna winced. Her stomach felt weird. The booze sloshed around.

Audrey opened the door holding pizza but her smile faded when the smell of sugar and alcohol filled her nose. The bottle was still spilling when she dropped the pizza on the bed.

“What is the meaning of this?” As Audrey shrilled, Jenna puked up the vodka into the basket. “Jenna Smith! Did you bring alcohol into my house?”

The dark haired girl looked up through her glasses.

“Young lady! I asked you a question!” Audrey put her hands on her hips.

Amber dug her nails into her hips. Shit. She needed this girl’s help and now she was gonna get kicked out. She stepped in front of her vomiting guest. “It was mine. I just thought a little drink would be fine.”

“I should have known!” Audrey stepped forward. “Honestly Amber, look at her, she’s puking. How could you?”

“It was just a little…you know…a study break. To help us focus.” She turned pink as Jenna hiccupped again.

“Focus. I’ll help you focus!” Audrey grabbed Amber’s wrist and pulled her forward. “Honestly! You will never learn!”

“No mom! Wait!” Amber pulled as Audrey sat down on the bed and pulled the hairbrush out of the bedside drawer.

“I warned you. And you continually break my rules.” Audrey pulled Amber over her lap, her rear pointed towards her bleary eyed friend. “And if you want to behave like a petulant little girl you’ll get treated like one.”

“Please mom!” Amber’s face turned crimson as her leggings and panties were pulled down. She couldn’t believe she was getting spanked in front of Jenna and for something she didn’t even do, but she needed those notes. “I’m sorry, I didn’t think it would be a big deal! We’re in college!”

Audrey cracked the brush on her daughter’s upturned and pale cheeks. First the left and then the right. Jenna watched wide-eyed from her seat on the floor. She had never been spanked in her entire life and found the display both titillating and terrifying. Audrey spanked swiftly, puncturing the swats with scolding words. The heavy smack of the brush pulling a yelp and shriek from her new friend.

Amber yelped and straightened her legs so not to flash Jenna her most intimate parts. Over and over the brush found its mark until her ass was a bright and even crimson color. A few shades darker than the red of her face. She was mortified, but there was no way she wouldn’t get the notes now.

Jenna watched intently as the brush whapped against the blistering red of Amber’s cheeks. Each swat sent ripples over her flesh, flattening and prickling the skin. She didn’t know why, but she felt a warm and tingly feeling in her abdomen.

Audrey continued her chastisement as the brush landed. “What will her parents think if I take her home like this. Get up!”

Amber stood quickly and clasped her hands over her bottom. It was hot and throbbing to touch, but she would not sob. She would hold onto what dignity she had left by not crying.

Audrey’s phone began to sound the alarm. She pointed the brush at Amber. “I have to go and pick up your sister from dance class. When I get back you two better be in bed with the lights off.”

Audrey left the room as Amber pulled up her panties and leggings. She sniffed a little as she heard the front door close. She dared not turn around. This was more trouble than its worth. And she wasn’t even the one with the booze this time.

“Amber.” Jenna spoke meekly. “I’m really sorry. I just…” She could feel herself tearing up. “I just thought, your always out doing stuff and partying and I just wanted to be cool.”

Great. Now she was crying.

“Lets just go to bed.” Then it hit her. “Do you think I could get a copy of your notes. Since we couldn’t study I don’t think I can sit for long.” She winced through a smile.

“Of course.” Jenna wiped a black eyeliner smudged tear off her cheek. “It’s the least I can do after getting you in trouble.”

“Thanks.” Amber began undressing and pulled out a long night shirt.

“Does it hurt?” Curiosity got the better of Jenna as she looked at her friend’s cherry cheeks as she pulled off the clothes to change into her pajama shorts.

“Of course it bloody hurts. I can’t believe she did it in front of you. Bitch. That thing packs a wallop. Didn’t you ever get a spanking?”

Jenna blushed and bit her lip. She shook her head.

“Well, you’re lucky. It should have been you getting punished. Not me.” Amber pulled back the sheets, the bottom of her cheeks still poking out of her nightshirt.

“You’re right.” Jenna shifted from side to side. The warm feeling travelled down her legs to her toes. She couldn’t believe it. She felt electricity and guilt in her stomach. “I should be punished. It’s only fair.”

Claire observed Jenna with a confused look. Her eyebrows knitted about her nose and she scanned her up and down. “Fair. Hmph. Fair would be your ass glowing red not mine.” She crossed her arms.

“Would that make you feel better?” Jenna whispered. The words made Amber’s back straighten. No. She wasn’t. Quiet, nerdy little Jenna Smith wanting her hide tanned. No way!

Amber’s lips turned into a sly smile. This could be interesting. “Maybe. Only one way to find out. But maybe you should tell me exactly what you want.”

Jenna gulped and whimpered a little.

“Nothing to say huh? Well then, lets go to sleep.”

“Wait.” Jenna walked to the bed as Amber sat down. “Please punish me for getting you into trouble. It will make me feel better.”

Unbelievable! This girl really did want to be spanked. Amber shifted on the bed to ease the sting in her ass. If Jenna wanted to know what it was like she was gonna show her.

“Alright,” Amber pulled the drawer open and pulled out the brush. “Get over here then.”

Jenna whined and lay across Amber’s thighs. She felt the other fingers in her waistband. “Wait! What are you doing?”

“Um, you watched be get punished bare assed. It’s only fair.” Amber waited until the resistance stopped and then pulled the pajama shorts down. Jenna had a small coffee-cream colored ass, small but round, the brush almost covered half of each cheek. It wouldn’t take long to color her rosy.

Amber ran the flat side of the brush all over Jenna’s ass. The full globes at the bottom, the crease at the top of her thighs, and high up the crescent shape top parts. Now that she was actually over her lap Amber felt a little nervous.

“Ask me one more time.” She wanted to be sure Jenna wanted this.

“Please,” Jenna whined but the feeling had spread between her legs and she couldn’t dull it. “Please punish me for getting you in trouble.”

Amber smacked the wooden brush against Jenna’s sit spots. If she wanted to know what it was like Amber would show her. Show her a real punishment. The raised her arm and swung down on the other side, it was loud, she was glad her mother wasn’t home. Not only from the crack of the brush against Jenna’s bouncy ass, but from the loud groan and wail that came from her new study buddy.

Jenna lurched forward. It hurt. Hurt more than she could have imagined. Amber spanked her slowly and methodically at first. She gave her skin time to register each strike, each impact pushing her into her lap.

“Ow!” she wailed. “Amber…uh…ah…I’m sorry.”

“Oh! You have no idea. You think this is bad? Just wait.” The next set of swats rained down on the plump center of Jenna’s ass, splitting the cheeks and making Jenna’s legs flail, exposing her briefly to Amber’s gaze. Her thighs slipping effortlessly as the strange new feeling competed with the pain. The brush was winning.

“Please, enough, I’m sorry.”

“Oh no! Not until we match. Just a few more.” The brush landed quickly as Amber peppered Jenna’s cheeks. She watched as she twisted and tensed and couldn’t help feel a small speck of satisfaction as her friend jerked and groaned under the brush. The final stroke landed and Amber held the brush in place until Jenna stopped wriggling. “There. Now we’re even.”

Jenna lay over Amber’s lap moaning and whimpering until her breath returned to a slow inhale and exhale. Strangely she did feel better. Gingerly, she stood up and rubbed her cheeks. It really hurt and she was openly sobbing.

“Hit the light and come to bed. You might wanna sleep on your stomach.” Amber snuggled under the sheets.

Jenna did as was asked and hurried into bed just in time to see the hallway light turn on. She slipped under the blanket and closed her eyes. She could make out Amber in the lower light wondering if she felt the same fluttering in her chest.