Chapter 22
For the next couple of weeks Olly and Gen were pleased that Ophelia was seeming to try hard at balancing her time again. One Sunday she called and explained that she caught a cold and did not want to bring it over to them. Gen asked if Ophelia needed any looking after but the young woman insisted it was just a cold. They were checking in with her everyday, they began to worry at day four, she was now only responding to texts. So they both decided they would drop by and check on her to make sure her cold had not turned into something worse.
When the front door opened an ashamed and healthy looking Ophelia appeared. Her arms had yellow spots not from any sort of illness, but yellow highlighter. Pen ink of a few different colors spotted her hands.
"How is the cold?" He asked while raising his eyebrow.
"I." Ophelia started.
"I think you should go to your room, Ophelia," Gen said firmly.
"This is my apartment." She stated.
"Ophelia," Olly warned. "Gen and I need to discuss something."
"But.." Ophelia began.
"One," Olly started. She gave him a flabbergasted look. "Two…"
"Alright, alright I'm going." She went down the hallway stomping slightly.
"Well, this is quite a situation." Olly sighed.
"Indeed, but what do we do? She's pushed her limit but I feel like just a spanking won't be enough correction." Gen sat down on Ophelia's sofa.
Olly thought back to Ophelia's list he read what felt like so long ago now. So much had changed since that day. He wondered if she remembered it too. He had an idea, but he hoped Ophelia would feel the same.
Ophelia returned to the living room looking uneasy. Olly and Gen had been chatting for almost twenty minutes. She feared what they might have come up with. Olly's eyebrow was raised and his arms crossed. Gen was giving her a slightly disappointed look… she could not figure out which one was worse.
"You lied to us." Olly began. "We were really worried. What have you been doing the last four days?"
"I was catching up on my articles, I pushed the dead like on a couple of them…" She explained. "I should have told you." She admitted.
"Indeed. So Gen and I believe you should be grounded for this behavior."
"How would that work? I thought you wouldn't be able to make sure I followed it."
"True, but now we believe that you would be grounded at our place. There will be extra rules, it seems you need a reminder on how to keep a healthy schedule, so we are going to help you with that."
"How?" She asked nervously.
"Well, for the next four days, you will be staying over at our place."
"Four days?" She repeated.
"During those four days, you will have time built in for everything you need. You will have work time,"
"Olly, I." Olly silenced her with a look,
"You will also have little time. It seems like you haven't had that lately. So we are going to make sure you get it. Any extra naughtiness will be a spanking straight to your bare bottom. Do you understand?" Ophelia just stared at him. "Bedtimes will be enforced, we will tuck you in every night."
"That doesn't sound like a punishment." She said,
"Well, we can't trust you to go to bed on your own. Any missing bedtime and you will go to bed that much earlier."
"When would this start?" Ophelia asked.
"Tomorrow, we expect you to be there after work. We'll give you a fifteen minute window, being late will not be acceptable." He told her.
The next evening Ophelia arrived at the same time as Olly and Gen. Gen put an arm around her shoulders and Olly took her bag. After getting her moved in, Olly smiled at her from the door frame.
"Did you get the work you needed too today?"
"Yeah, my next article isn't needed for another couple of weeks. Am I getting spanking tonight?" She asked unsure if she wanted the answer.
"Nope, if your work is done, then we want you to have some little time before bed. Again teaching you healthy routines. You need some time to wind down before bed." He told her while ruffling her hair. "Do you want to color or watch a movie after dinner?"
"Do I have to wear a pull up?" She asked.
"Not if you don't want to. I know pull ups are for longer little times." He replied.
"Coloring does sound relaxing." Ophelia admitted.
Dinner was quiet and Ophelia pushed her beans around her plate. Olly and Gen kept looking at her like they wanted to say something. She slowly finished her beans. She finished her drink and then sighed.
"May I go color?" She asked, her cheeks warming.
"I think that is a good idea, could you bring your plate to the kitchen first." She nodded and picked her plate. After a solid hour of colors Olly told her it was for bed. She sighed, but started putting her color pencils. She yawned and stretched.
"Bed time." Olly said while taking the coloring utensils from her. "Get those teeth cleaned, and change into pajamas." He ushered her down the hall.
"I'm going, I'm going." She waved him off. "I don't have to wear a pull up right?" She asked, pausing suddenly.
"Only if you want to. We aren't going to force you to be little. I never want that to feel like a punishment unless that is a repercussion you are comfortable with. The grounding was said due to it already being on that list. You told me anything on the list you trusted me with. If that has changed please let me know."
"No… it hasn't. I just know I usually get a change at bed time." She explained.
"Again only if you want one." He smiled.
"I'm good." She admitted.
"We could check your temp, if you want a little embarrassment." He teased. She walked away at the moment.
"Ready for bed?" Gen asked. Now changed for bed Ophelia sitting on her bed. She nodded. "Alright lay down. Naughty little ones have an early bed time." Gen teased.
"Yes ma'am," She said while laying back on the pillows.. "Also, can I have a paci." She asked. Olly again managed to make one magically appear and offered it to her.
"Night kiddo," Olly ruffled her hair. She nodded and closed her eyes. Both gave her a kiss on the top of the head.
Ophelia awoke the next day and realized didn't they both have to go to work? She got dressed and headed down the hallway. She found both of them getting breakfast ready.
"Do you both have to work?" She asked suddenly.
"I'm going to work from home to keep an eye on you." Gen explained. "Remember any naughtiness it's a bare bottom spanking." That made more sense, and the reminder was not necessary.
"Yes, ma'am." Ophelia sighed.