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Pan'ku
A fabulous diva gets disciplined fantasy by L.J. Seven!

The door bell ran & Ruby Poindexter hated to answer the door herself. That was the housekeeper's job! And even if it wasn't, if she got up now she would miss part of her favorite soap. Ruby wished the housekeeper would show up. Not wanting her bon-bon’s to melt, she moved more quickly than she was used to, to get the door.

Waiting on the other side of the door was Julie Ota, the new housekeeper. Julie was a lovely tall woman who came from a wealthy family that resided in Hawaii. Julie never liked having things given to her. She preferred hard work for the things she received. With a failed marriage under her belt she decided to move to the mainland, get a job & work for a business degree. Her Chinese mother & Japanese father were sad, but proud of Julie’s decision.

Julie studied the woman who opened the door. Her new boss had a pretty pleasant looking face & she was about one & a half feet shorter than Julie. She couldn’t understand why the Poindexters went through one dozen housekeepers within the year. Mrs. Poindexter didn’t seem that intimidating, although when Henry Poindexter interviewed Julie he mentioned that his wife was a little high strung.

Ruby was mildly shocked at the height of the woman standing in the doorway, but her surprised gaze turned into a cold demeanor.

"What has Henry brought home now. That man loves to bring home stray cats." She thought.

"Hello Mrs. Poindexter. I’m Julie Ota, the new housekeeper."

"You’re late Julie!" She left Julie standing by the door as she scuffled back to the T.V. room.

"Well nice meeting you too Ruby!" Julie said, to herself.

Julie explored her new home by herself & found Ruby stretched out on a sofa in the T.V. room. She was surrounded by bags & cans of junk food. Four ashtrays were filled with half smoked cigarettes & one dangled from her mouth as she chatted on the phone.

"Excuse me, Mrs. Poindexter. May I have a moment of your time?"

"One moment Babs," she said, pushing the mute button on the phone. "What is it Suzie?"

"Julie ma’am."

"Whatever! Now, what is it?"

"I’d like to know where my room is & what my responsibilities are?"

"Your room is just off the kitchen, & your responsibilities include: cleaning house, cooking, shopping, & running errands. Got it?"

"Yes ma’am. May I start by cleaning in here?"

"That’s your job. Go to it!"

"Yes Mrs. Poindexter."

"Hang on for a rough ride." Julie thought.

Julie was determined to rough it out for Mr. Poindexter was considerably nicer than his wife. She wondered how a nice man like him got stuck with a woman like that.

Julie & Henry had pleasant conversations during dinner while Ruby grumbled & gulped down her food.

Julie spent her time off writing poetry, haiku & studying for her degree. She was partial to the living room; it was always a sunny, quiet place, & it was close enough to the TV room in case Ruby needed her.

Julie wasn’t allowed any visitors, but she found a friend in the Poindexter’s cat, Sir Thomas.

One day she wrote a haiku about Sir Thomas. As Julie read the short poem to herself, the door to the TV room opened & Ruby trudged to the fridge. Julie was surprised that Ruby wasn’t heavier than she was, what with consuming tons of crap the way she did. In a way, Julie felt sorry for her. Ruby was around 30 or so, about Julie’s age & she felt that Ruby was wasting away.

On the way back to the TV room Ruby grabbed the piece of paper from Julie’s hand.

"What is this dribble?"

"It’s a haiku, Mrs. Poindexter. I wrote it about Sir Thomas. My father once told me I was blessed by Pan ‘Ku."

"And what, pray tell, is a Pan ‘Ku?"

"In Japanese, God of Creativity."

"Oh please! How can you sling this chow mein?" She said tossing the haiku back at Julie.

Julie was getting increasingly tired of Ruby’s bigoted & derogatory remarks.

"Did you need me for anything Mrs. Poindexter?" Julie asked, holding back her anger.

"Yeah! What Asian delight are you gonna fry up tonight?"

"I thought lasagna & steamed vegetables would be nice. It’s Mr. P’s favorite."

Hmmph! Ruby left for the TV room.

Julie realized that Ruby was nothing more than a spoiled child & if she made another snotty remark she was going to treat her like one, job or not!

Julie was almost finished preparing a lovely dinner. She placed the hot casserole tray on top of the stove to cool some. The vegetables were steaming nicely when Ruby came into the kitchen smoking a cigarette. She walked over to the stove, sniffed the food & stated, "I’m not eating this chop suey! Make something else!"

"I beg your pardon!?" Julie said, exasperated. "I worked most of the afternoon on this meal. I’m afraid I can’t make another meal so fast. Mr. Poindexter will be home soon & he’s expecting this meal!"

"He is, is he!?" Ruby said, in her usual huffy tone. She removed the cigarette from her mouth & flicked the ashes all over the lasagna.

"Why you-- That’s the last straw! Come here!" Julie’s face constricted with anger.

"Stop! What are you doing!? What are you doing?!"

"You spoiled little brat! You act like a very bad little girl Ruby & I’m going to punish you like one!"

Julie literally picked Ruby up & carried her into the living room & threw her over her lap on the sofa.

"Oh no! What are you going to do?"

"YOU are a very bad, spoiled, nasty child Ruby, & I’m going to spank you for it!"

"STOP! You’re fired Julie! You hear me, you’re fired!"

"I hear you naughty girl, but first I’m going to collect my severance pay!"

Julie wanted to get right to work & bare Ruby’s bottom quickly. She pulled up Ruby’s robe & she was already naked.

"Shame on you naughty girl, not wearing any panties. I think I have to spank you even harder now!"

"No! Don’t spank me! I didn’t mean it! HELP!"

"Gosh Ruby! You’re carrying on like a little girl & I didn’t even touch you yet."

Holding her down with her left arm, Julie proceeded to spank her tush hard & fast. Julie watched as the pale flesh quickly turned a glowing pink. She reveled in watching her wretched matron kick & scream like a well spanked child. While scolding her, she punctuated each statement with a hard spank. Ruby wiggled trying to get away as tears streamed down her cheeks. Shock & humiliation showed on her face. Julie looked into her eyes & spanked her harder. Ruby’s eyes widened from the stinging blows.

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"Ahhh! Julie please, don’t do this to me! I’m begging you! I’ll give you a raise!"

Julie wasn’t in the mood to listen to her whining; her pleas for mercy didn’t mean a thing to Julie. Looking at her tush, she could see her finger prints form & disappear with each new spank.

"I never want you to talk to me in a condescending voice! Ever! And if you pull a stunt like flicking your ashes in our dinner again, I’ll spank you all day long! Now, get up, & come with me!"

"Wh-Where are you taking me?" Ruby asked, rubbing her eyes, as Julie dragged her along by the hand.

"I’m going to spank you in the kitchen with a spatula, just like your mother used to do!?!" Julie guessed.

"My mommy never spanked me with a spatula! She used her hand."

"Oh, so you know when you’re naughty you get punished! Just pretend I’m your mommy spanking you for being a bad little girl. You won’t ever be bad again. I can promise you that! And if you’re bad, you’ll get plenty of this!"

Ruby stood by the kitchen table chair rubbing her sore bottom while Julie grabbed an aluminum spatula. Julie sat down on the chair & pulled Ruby over her firm thighs again.

"Oh no! Don’t spank me anymore! I’ll change. I’ll be good!"

"You will!" Julie held the spatula firmly & proceeded to smack Ruby’s already flaming bottom.

SWAT! SPANK! SWAT! "Bad girl Ruby! Bad little girl!" SPANK! SWAT! SWAT! "Poor little Ruby has to have her tushy spanked!" SWAT! CRACK!

"Ohh! Please stop!!!"

"NO!" SWAT! SWAT! SPANK! "Get your hand away from your bottom!"

Julie varied the pace & power of the spanking. To get the proper responses out of Ruby, the spanks ranged from regular to high octane. Her body jumped from the impact of each blow. Her tush turned a cherry red & Julie definitely enjoyed spanking her. Ruby’s glowing buttocks twitched & jerked from each punishing blow. Yes, Julie enjoyed watching her squirm & cry as she tried to pry herself from Julie’s firm grip.

"Don’t you dare try to get away from me naughty girl! You’re not going anywhere!"

Julie put the spatula down & started to spank Ruby with her hand again. Julie heard the front door open but didn’t bother to stop spanking Ruby. She wanted Mr. Poindexter to see what she did to naughty little girls.

"What’s all the noise... what the hell???" Henry was visibly stunned & flushed with embarrassment as he entered the kitchen. He watched intently as Julie’s punishing palm slapped his wife’s bare bottom. Henry became strangely excited at the sight.

"Wh–Why are you spanking my wife Julie?" He asked, with a dumbfounded expression.

"I’m changing your wife’s nasty attitude Mr. P. She’s been making stupid, bigoted remarks again & she flicked her filthy cigarette ashes in our dinner so she’s eating it, so to speak."

Henry moved closer, & got a bird’s eye view of the spanking.

"Well Julie, you seem to have made Ruby’s bottom red like the naughty jewel that she is."

"There is an ancient Chinese proverb Mr. P. The gem cannot be polished without friction."

SPANK! SLAP! SPANK! OHHH! AAHHH! WAAAAaaa!

"She’ll change her nasty habits Mr. P., but I think part of the reason she behaves this way is because you don’t give her enough attention. You should spend more time with your wife & make her feel wanted & loved. And if you don’t," Julie shook her finger at Henry, "You’ll get some of this."

SPANK! SLAP! SLAP! OHHH! AHHH!

"Y–Yes Julie. Whatever you say!" He stammered.

"O.K.! Now I’m getting hungry. Why don’t you run down to the Chinese restaurant & bring home some take out?"

"Yes ma’am!" Henry was about to dash out the door.

"And Mr. P..." Julie called.

"Yes Julie?" He ran back.

"No MSG."

"Ah, Y-Yes Ma'am!" Henry gasped, then ran out to his car, leaving his sore-bottomed wife & their surprisingly strict housekeeper to await his return.

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