She spanked as hard as needed to make the lesson unforgettable. She didn’t care if Makaela couldn’t sit for the next week or so, she cared about h...er well being. After a long spanking she would take her sobbing daughter in her arms and hug her telling her she was a good girl for taking her spanking. This was the time Makaela enjoyed the most, although she was 22 and although her bottom was so sore, she was her mother’s good girl again. Also something about being submissive going over her. My head was held in place and I was staring straight out at Dr. Hollister who was busy typing away on a computer. I could not speak as a breathing mask was being held over my mouth by a robotic arm. I tried to struggle and that set off the medical monitors, causing Dr Hollister to stop typing and look up at me. He took off his glasses and walked toward me. As he was walking I saw all my clothing and my glasses were sitting on a desk in a pile. Wait... my glasses... I should not be able to see. You will make a man very happy one day." He paused for a moment, admiring the bare legs of his subordinate. "Why did you dress so bare today? You're dressed like a drone."Chris blushed at the compliment. "Sir, I-I-I like to dress to please." I have seen you around campus a bit, and you dress rather pleasingly, but never quite this much." Mr. Andrews paused. "But I like it. You should dress like this each day you work here." Yes, Sir." Chris wanted to pull his clothes off and display himself for. About an hour later I heard the screen door open and shut. I assumed dad was home but heard a different voice calling my name. “Shit its Amelia!” I shouted in my head. Thankfully “Hey I'm up here” came out rather than shit its Amelia. “Hey, just came to check on that sunburn of yours. Your dad said that’s probably why we missed you on the beach this morning. Looks alright to me” she said with a smirk sitting down on the edge of my bed. She had on one of her many short dresses that she wore over.