I'd tried reconciling myself to the situation, as I knew resistance would most likely lead to punishment and not to any solution. It was hard watching he three of them relax in front of the TV while I traipsed around in my revealing outfits and high heels, tending to their never-ending demands.
Without realizing it, I showed annoyance one day when Charlie yelled at me for dripping a plate. He didn't hesitate a moment before grabbing my waist and pulling me face down over his lap.
"No more closets for you, young lady." His hand found my plump ass (I remained blissfully unaware of how rounded it had become), and he began spanking me, ignoring my screams like a deaf man. The others sait in full view of my humiliation and didn't say a work. Charlie was not someone you wnet up against especially when he was angry.