Jazmin sighed, thankful to have escaped Brook for once, still remembering her attempt to dry her hair with paper towels before leaving the bathroom earlier that day.
"Bye mom!" She called out as she exited the front door. "Just remember, be home in time for dinner!" Tara called from the kitchen as Jazmin closed the door, getting into her car and rushing to Brielle's house. When she got there, the door was already open so she invited herself in, kicking off her shoes. "Hey, Brielle! I'm here!" She called into the seemingly empty house. After a brief pause, she heard Brielle's older sister, Bonnie, call from upstairs: "You can wait in her room! She'll be in there in just a few minutes!" Jazmin smirked, wondering what silly prank Bonnie was trying to pull this time. She closed the door behind her and headed up to Brielle's room, which was nice and tidy as usual, not a thing out of place.
Brielle came in minutes later, closing her door behind her, giving a friendly smile. "Hey." She gave a small wave to Jazmin before plopping herself down on the bed next to her. "What's up bubble-butt?" Jazmin giggled, motioning to Brielle's leggings. Brielle blushed slightly and slapped Jazmin's knee, "Yeah I could say the same to you! Not like it's hard to see in those things. How did you even get those on?" Brielle smirked, pointing at Jazmin's jeans.
Jazmin shook her head and readjusted herself on the bed, "Look Brielle, I have something I have to tell you, but you cannot tell anyone, okay?" Brielle slowly nodded, a hint of a smile creeping across her face. "Sure, go ahead."
And for the second time this week, Jazmin found herself retelling every detail of her summer, from the first spanking to the weekly spankings, to the wardrobe adjustment, all the way down to Cindy hand-picking her clothes whenever she wanted. Brielle was laying down on the bed laughing, holding her stomach as Jazmin, who was blushing deeply, finished. "And to make it worse, now Brook knows about it! She saw some humiliating panties Cindy put me in...." Jazmin grunted, crossing her arms.
Brielle sat up, wiping tears from her eyes. "Ah, oh my god..." She giggled, "Well, as humiliating as that is, I won't tell anyone, don't worry." Jazmin sighed deeply in relief. "But only if," Jazmin scoffed, "Come on! Everyone wants something from me now!" Brielle smirked, "Only if, I said. Only if you send me a nice little modelling shoot of every cute outfit little Cindy puts you into every morning. I want the exclusive premier view, got it? I want full outfits, I want bra and panties, and throw in a nice natural wedgie picture, too." Jazmin bit her lip. "Well, it's better than getting a THIRD wedgie mistress." She admitted. "Okay, fine. I'll do it."
Brielle clapped, "Awesome! Well, I expect to hear from you first thing tomorrow. But, first thing's first, I gave Sheriden the BEST wedgie today! So after gym when we were changing, I caught her when she was in just this embarrassing matching pair of yellow bra and panties, and her panties had the word 'Juicy' on the back." Jazmin began to smile as Brielle told the story. "So of course I get her into a nice shoulder wedgie, all the girls get a few spanks on her big butt, and I march her out to the soccer field, spanking her with each step, and hang her on the field goal! She must have been out there for at least half an hour, just dangling in those embarrassing things!" Brielle and Jazmin laughed as they told similar stories.
After roughly half an hour of story telling, Jazmin turned to Brielle, "So, Brielle. Since you know my whole... Situation, now, I wanted to ask you: do you think you could wedgie people for me? Since, well, you know what'll happen if I do it." Brielle's eyes went wide and an evil grin grew on her face. "I would love nothing more! Double the wedgies for me!" Jazmin was relieved Brielle went for it so easily, and their conversation continued as normal, until about an hour later, when they heard a knock on Brielle's bedroom door.
Before Brielle could answer, Bonnie swung the door open slowly with her typical girly, and friendly, smile. "Hey sis!" She smirked, closing the door behind her. "And hello Jazmin! I haven't seen you in so long! Nice to see you again." Jazmin smiled and nodded at Bonnie, smiling wider when Bonnie turned her gaze back to Brielle. "But you and Brielle are such good friends, so I figured I'd say hi! And I was wondering, Jazmin, has she told you about her secret?"
Brielle's eyes went wide. "Bonnie, come on, no! Not Jazmin!" She tried to sound intimidating, but Bonnie just laughed. "Go on, Brielle! You two are so close, you can share anything with each other! Go ahead and show her why you have so many dressers in here." Jazmin raised an eyebrow and looked at Brielle, who blushed as she reluctantly stood up. Jazmin followed her to the nearest dresser. As soon as Brielle opened it, Jazmin couldn't believe her eyes. "Princess? Cupcake? Wow, Brielle, these are worse than mine!" Jazmin giggled loudly as she examined them.
Brielle was fuming as she turned to Bonnie: "Happy now, Bonnie-bitch?" Bonnie's smile dropped for a moment before returning. "Brielle, I've told you to watch your language." Immediately Brielle withdrew, "I know. I-I'm sorry Bonnie, please don't, not in front of Jazmin..." "Tut tut tut! You know the consequences." Bonnie smiled. Brielle looked at Jazmin, then wordlessly pulled a chair into the middle of the room, which Bonnie sat in. "Oh, this looks familiar." Jazmin thought to herself with a smile.
Just as Jazmin expected, Brielle subsequently got a sound spanking from Bonnie, who constantly humiliated Brielle further with questions such as, "Now, should pretty princesses use language like that?" To which Brielle would hesitantly reply, "No ma'am." After roughly 20 minutes, Bonnie marched Brielle over to the bathroom and washed her mouth out with soap. Afterwards, Bonnie turned to Jazmin and gave a wide smile, "So nice to see you again! I'll be in the living room." And with one last smile and spank to Brielle's bubble butt, Bonnie left the room and closed the door.
Brielle pulled up her leggings to cover up her now-red butt, and turned to Jazmin. "Okay, so now we both have dirt on each other. I'll wedgie people for you, and you keep quiet about this. Deal?" Brielle asked, with a tinge of fear in her eyes. Jazmin smiled and nodded, "Deal." And she sat back down on Brielle's bed. "Okay, so tell me more about this wedgie you gave Kayla?" Brielle smirked and walked back over to the bed.
The two girls talked for another couple of hours before Jazmin stood up. "Okay, well, if I don't get home for dinner, I'll probably get myself spanked too. See you tomorrow, princess." Jazmin winked as she went out the door. As she left the house, she heard Bonnie's muffled voice: "I heard something about weekly spankings earlier in there, Brielle. I think you could benefit from those, too!" "What?! Bonnie, no way!" Jazmin giggled to herself as she closed the front door and got into her car, dreading the next forty or so minutes of the dinner with Brook. Giving a big sigh, she parked her car in the driveway and got out, heading inside.
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