Grocery Store Part 6 It was wonderful to wake up in the morning and smell bacon and eggs. It was also nice that the bathroom was close by and I didn't have to wait in line. It is now Monday, and I didn't have any classes until noon, so I thought I would spend time getting used to where I live now. "Come on into the kitchen and eat your breakfast". Mrs. A yelled out to me. "Don't worry about being dressed yet, it is okay to be in your pajamas." My breakfast was already on a plate at the kitchen table. I sat down and Mrs. A sat across from me with a cup of coffee. "I would like to settle on some rules around the house right now." She said. "This way you can't say you didn't know about them." "That sounds good to me." I said. "I expect you to make your bed every morning and have your room neat and clean everyday. The same with the living room, and the downstairs. If you use the kitchen when I am not here, I want you to wash your own dishes and pans, and put them away, if possible." "I should have no problem with that." I said. "You are also to help with the vacuuming and dusting every week, and mow the lawn, rake the leaves, and shovel snow. If you want to stay up late at night, please go downstairs, since I go to bed early. You are never to go into my bedroom or bathroom, and if you are unsure about something, be sure and ask me." "All of this sounds good." I said. "I also want to know your schedule every day, so this way I will know if I should fix you something to eat. If I have guests over, you are to either work in the office or go downstairs." "I should be able to follow these rules without any problems." I said. "If you break any of my rules, you will be punished. If it is a minor rule, I will want you to drop your pants and bend over for a quick spanking. But if you agree, once a week I will take you downstairs to the punishment room to settle things. So when would you like your weekly punishment?" I didn't think this topic would come up so soon. I have classes everyday of the week, so I said, "How about Saturday mornings?" "That would work for me, too. Since you will probably want to sleep in on Saturdays, how about we schedule your punishment for ten o'clock." "That sounds good for me. That way I can sleep in. I will be real good and probably will not need to be punished." "Either way, I expect you to shower and be standing outside of the punishment room in either your pajama bottoms or lounge pants, with no underwear. You can also wear your slippers, if you want. Do this every Saturday at ten o'clock." "I don't know if you know this, but I also work part-time for the university. I work in a job where I have access to the student records. Your college education is so important, that I propose that I help you with your grades. If I find out you are doing poorly in a class, I would like you to accept spankings from me until your grades improve. This could take place on Saturdays too, if you want." "I plan to do well in my classes, so I don't think it will be needed. But I do feel it would give me incentive to do well in college, so I guess I would agree to that to." I said. "Also, before you woke up this morning, Elizabeth dropped off some lounge pants, t-shirts, and some underwear you should wear. We both agree that if you are not going to classes or anywhere else, and you are in my house, you should wear a t-shirt and lounge pants, with no underwear underneath. That way it will be easier to spank you at anytime." "That will be nice and casual for me. Okay with me." "Here are the things she brought over. I can take care of the breakfast dishes, so why don't you shower and put on these things." "Sure, I don't have classes until noon, so I can try them on." So I took my shower and changed into the lounge pants and t-shirt that Liz got me. The first thing I noticed was that she hemmed up the t-shirts. On the lounge pants, all of the snaps or buttons were missing from the flies. So I guess I would be little bit more exposed than what I was used to. But everything she got me was made of a nice soft material. The underwear was a special kind of briefs that had plenty of room in them. "Come on out in the new stuff that Elizabeth got you." Mrs. A said. "Stand next to me so I can see what modifications she made." I felt her hands around the fly and also on my bottom. "I like the way she hemmed up the t-shirt, so it will always be out of the way." Then she surprised me. Mrs. A quickly put her fingers in the elastic waistband, and before I could even react, the lounge pants were around my ankles. "Yes, these will work very well, when we need to spank you. You can pull them back up, now." After that, I re-arranged my bedroom a little bit more, changed into clothes for my classes, and left the house. My classes went well, and I got home a little after five o'clock. It is so nice to walk into a house and smell good food being cooked. When I saw Mrs. A, she said, "Before we eat, I want to point out and show you a few things. Come with me." First she took me into the bathroom and showed me the shower. "I guess your definition of clean is not the same as mine. There are towels on the floor, and there is used toothpaste in the sink. And your toothbrush, toothpaste, shaver, and other stuff are all over the bathroom. Now lets look at your room." She took me by the arm and dragged me into the bedroom. "Your bed is made but you have clothes on it. Your drawers are not shut and clothes are hanging out of them. This is not acceptable. You said you would keep things clean and neat." "I'm sorry. But..." She sat down on the bed and pulled me toward her. "You said you would accept a spanking anytime if you broke a minor rule. This is actually more of a major rule, but this can't wait till Friday." Her hands were already unbuckling my belt, and unzipping my pants. "So you are going to be spanked before we eat." Now, my pants and underwear were at my ankles. "Bend over the bed with your elbows on the bed, I will be right back with my large wooden hairbrush." So I bent down and waited. "If you are going to live here with me, I need to make sure you follow my rules. Then my spanking started. Usually, Mrs. A would start me off with a hand spanking, but not this time. The hairbrush was big and it really stung my naked bottom. Soon, I felt very warm inside. "Your butt now has a nice color to it, and this should serve as a good reminder to you. So change your clothes and come out and eat. You can finish cleaning up after dinner." I changed back to my t-shirt and lounge pants, which were lying on the bed, and went to the kitchen to eat. Mrs. A didn't say much while we ate, but afterwards, I cleaned up while she was on the phone. After I had everything cleaned up, I heard the doorbell ring and Mrs. A answered the door. She let Liz into the house. "Joyce called me and said she had to spank you, already. Let's go downstairs where we can talk." Liz said to me. "Okay, sound good." Then Liz and I went downstairs. When we got downstairs, we sat on the couch together and Liz said, "Joyce told me she had to spank you already because you didn't clean up things. Is that true?" "I thought I did, but I guess they didn't meet her standards." "Well, if you are going to live in this house, you better do a better job of cleaning up. Why don't you stand up and let me see how red your butt looks." So I stood up, and quickly my lounge pants were at my ankles, and I felt her soft hands on me. "Why don't you lay over my knees and I will rub some lotion on you." I like being close to Liz, so I lay over her lap. She had a short skirt on again, so my penis dangled between her thighs. I immediately felt her hand on the inside of my legs, so I spread my legs for her. Then I felt the cool lotion on my sore bottom, and her fingers spreading it everywhere. "It feels so good to be over your lap like this." I said to Liz. "I hope to have you in this position every time I come over here, whether to spank you or to apply lotion to your sore butt. I am happy to hear you enjoy it. Now stand up." I stood up and I had a big erection. "Put your hands behind your back, and stay there." She ran into the bathroom and came out with a wet washrag. Then she stroked my penis until I exploded into the washrag. My t-shirt came off and then we spent hours very close together, in the basement. What a wonderful first day in my new surroundings.