The Charles Smith Method, page 9
“Well Hazel?”
Shaking her head, she refused to look at him. “No Sir, I’m happy learning to read and write.”
Charles sighed and shook his head. Jenny reached across and squeezed his hand as she glared at Hazel.
After their meal Charles took them home. He kissed them goodnight and Hazel went up to her room, slamming the door behind her.
Jenny followed Charles into the living room. “Sir, I’m worried about Hazel. She’s really sad. I think she feels jealous and a bit left out.”
Charles nodded. “I know Jenny. I’m sorry.”
“She can read and write, but she’s frightened to tell you. She’s scared of being smacked. I promised not to tell you, but I’m so worried about her.”
Charles looked hurt and Jenny wished she hadn’t said anything. She guessed he was upset that Hazel had confided in her and Mr Bainbridge, but continued to lie to Charles.
“Jenny, it’s wrong of Hazel to tell lies. She will tell me the truth when she’s ready, but until then can you try to understand why Hazel isn’t being spanked for lying?”
Jenny nodded. “I understand Sir. It’s because you’re too kind.”
Charles smiled as Jenny kissed him on the cheek. “It’s time for bed Sir. Will you come up to my room for my bedtime spanking or do you want to do it here?”
Charles hugged her tight. “There’s no need for a spanking tonight Jenny.”
Jenny took a deep breath. “Sir, Hazel might be frightened of a spanking but I’m not. I deserve it.”
Standing up, Jenny lifted her new dress and smiled as she held the flouncy pink fabric in her hands. She still couldn’t quite believe she owned something so beautiful. She bent forward and gathered it up as she reached back and eased down her panties.
Charles rested his hand on her back and gave her a very short, gentle spanking. He helped her up and replaced her panties. Jenny was pleased it hadn’t been too hard because she was still sore from her earlier spankings.
“I’m proud of you Jenny.”
Jenny smiled. “Sir, can I go and say goodnight to Hazel?”
Charles nodded. “Jenny, tell her I love her and she can tell me anything.”
Jenny nodded and ran upstairs, finding Hazel face down on her bed crying. She put her arm around her and tried to comfort her. “Charles loves you very much. He said you can tell him anything. He knows you’re lying. He deserves better than this.”
Hazel cried harder, telling Jenny to leave her alone. As soon as Jenny had gone into her own room, she heard Hazel’s door open and close and listened to her go downstairs. Jenny wandered out onto the landing and looked through the banisters, watching Hazel stand in the living room doorway where Charles was watching TV.
Charles turned to see Hazel with tears rolling down her cheeks. “Come here Hazel.” He held his arms out to her and she slowly approached him. He patted his knee and she stepped back. “Hazel, I want you to sit on my knee, not bend over it.” Hazel reluctantly sat on his lap and he put his arms around her, holding her as she wept.
Jenny crept down the stairs and sat on the bottom step so she could see and hear what was going on through the doorway in front of her. “Hazel, I love you. Having Jenny here doesn’t change anything. I want us all to be happy. Please talk to me.”
Eventually Hazel raised her head and brushed away her tears. She spoke very quietly and Jenny had to strain to hear. “Sir, you want me to tell you I can read and write so you can spank me. I’m not going to do that.”
Charles nodded. “OK Hazel. Can we agree to a compromise?”
Hazel frowned. “What?”
“How about you continue to go to lessons with Jenny, but if you’d like to study English Literature rather than pretend to learn to read, that’s fine.”
Hazel blushed.
“There’s a very uncomfortable atmosphere in this house, with me demanding you tell me the truth and you stubbornly digging your heels in. If we forget you’re lying to me and make the best of the situation, we’ll be much happier. What do you say?”
Hazel nodded, but looked confused. “So you’re saying it doesn’t matter if I lie?”
“No Hazel, I’m not saying that. You can study Shakespeare, work towards doing an A Level in English Literature and you and Jenny can share the housework between you. We’ll stop this silly pretence that you’re learning to read because we both know it’s not true.”
Hazel sighed. “I was jealous of Jenny when she first arrived. I didn’t want her here. Now I really like her and I’m sorry I wasn’t nice at first.” Jenny smiled. She liked Hazel too and was glad they’d got over the initial bitterness.
Charles put his arms around her. “It’s OK. Let’s wipe the slate clean and start again. I love you and I want you to be happy. That’s why I’m more than happy to fund your studies, but I want you to be studying things that will benefit you. I don’t want you pretending you need to learn something, just to compete with Jenny. That isn’t fair on any of us.”
Hazel nodded.
“One day you’ll realise you’ve let yourself down by lying to me, and you’ve let me down too. When that time comes I’ll be ready to talk to you and to give you the sound spanking your deceit has earned you. Do we have a deal?”
Hazel looked at him and slowly nodded. She swallowed hard and clung tightly to Charles. “Sir, I don’t want…” Her words trailed off as she blushed.
“What don’t you want Hazel? A well-deserved bare bottom spanking that will make you kick and cry as your bottom reddens?”
Hazel shook her head. “No Sir, I don’t ever want that. I’d run away again.”
Charles looked surprised. “Hazel, you told me your previous employer threw you out. Are you now telling me you ran away?”
Hazel sobbed as she explained. “He beat me so hard Sir. I’d done nothing wrong. He said he was going to beat me every day for a week before deciding whether I could stay or be kicked out. I couldn’t take another beating so I ran away.” Hazel trembled as she sobbed in Charles’s arms. Tears also rolled down Jenny’s cheeks as she listened to her friend’s sad story.
Charles’s tone was soothing as he spoke to Hazel. “I don’t blame you for running away from abuse like that, but I promise you’ll never have to run away from me. I’m very tempted to take you across my knee right now, to show you have nothing to fear from me.”
Hazel clung to him tighter.
“It’s OK Hazel, I’m not going to spank you now, but do you really believe I’m abusive to Jenny?”
Hazel shook her head.
“Jenny knows that spankings are for her own good. They teach her to be better behaved. I would never hurt either of you.” Charles held Hazel until she was calm, before suggesting she went to bed. He led her towards the stairs where he stopped and landed a hard smack on her bottom. She turned to him, her hand pressed against her bottom.
Jenny slowly rose and looked at Charles. The colour drained from her face as she thought she’d be punished for eavesdropping, but he smiled as he held Hazel. Jenny took her chance to creep back up the stairs, stopping on the landing to wait for Hazel.
“As I said to Jenny, a spanking from Mr Bainbridge results in a further one from me. I can’t punish Jenny and not you,” he smiled.
Hazel flung her arms around him. “I love you Sir.”
“I love you too Hazel. Now get yourself off to bed. Goodnight.”
“Can I go and see Jenny?”
Charles nodded. “I think you’ll find she’s waiting for you. She cares about you too and is as concerned about you as I am.”
Hazel wiped away her tears, kissed Charles on the cheek and headed up the stairs to where Jenny was waiting. Jenny took her hand and led her into her bedroom.
Ten minutes later Charles went upstairs and looked around Jenny’s bedroom door. Jenny was in bed, listening to Hazel read. Charles smiled and stepped away. He listened for a few minutes, recognising the passage from D H Lawrence’s Lady Chatterley’s Lover.
He leaned against the wall smiling, listening carefully. His eyes widened as she read a very steamy passage involving Lady Chatterley being pushed up against a tree by Mellors, who very roughly made love to her as she screamed wildly. Charles wasn’t surprised the book had been banned.
Smiling, he walked quietly to his own room and closed the door, leaving Hazel and Jenny to their slightly unusual bedtime story.
As Charles closed his eyes, he realised he couldn’t put off spanking Hazel forever. He wasn’t looking forward to it, but once it was over he hoped she’d seek comfort in his arms. He wasn’t sure how she’d react, but there was no doubt in his mind that very soon Hazel would be sleeping on her tummy, in absolutely no doubt that she’d been very soundly spanked.
Chapter Seven
Charles sat at the breakfast table with Hazel and Jenny and smiled as he watched them chatting happily. It was three months since Jenny had come to stay and the two were now the best of friends. Charles was very happy to be sharing his life and his home with them.
“Right, I’m off into town now. I’ll be gone for a few hours at least. As Mr Bainbridge isn’t here today I expect you to work hard around the house. I’ve noticed you’ve been getting a bit lazy recently where household chores are concerned, but as you’ve been working hard at your lessons I’ve decided to let it go. As you’re free today, I expect you to give the whole house a good spring clean. Remember I do pay you both for doing exactly that.”
He looked at the two sternly and they giggled as they nodded in unison. “Yes Sir.” Jenny saluted him as she answered.
Charles raised his eyebrows. “Jenny, would you like a sore bottom to help motivate you?”
“No Sir,” squealed Jenny, shaking her head as she jumped up and hugged him. “I’ll be a good girl Sir. We’ll clean the house so well you won’t recognise it when you get home.”
Charles smiled as he hugged her and wasn’t surprised when Hazel joined them. There was no jealousy or competitiveness between them now, which pleased Charles. His only regret was that Hazel still hadn’t admitted her lies to him. The house was a much happier one now and both girls worked hard in their lessons, but Hazel seemed to have forgotten about her lies.
Charles was pleased that Jenny’s behaviour had finally improved and he no longer had to spank her every day. She did still get spanked more than a young lady of her age should, but he guessed she was naturally a bit mischievous.
He kissed them both on the cheek. “It’s time for me to go. I’ve got a couple of appointments which I expect will take up the whole morning. I’ve also got a bit of shopping to do in town.”
Hazel and Jenny walked to the door with him and waved as he closed the gate. “Now get on with that housework or it’ll be sore bottoms all round when I get home.” Jenny giggled but Hazel blushed and looked away. He shook his head sadly. He couldn’t believe she’d continued to manipulate him to avoid a spanking.
He waved to them before heading into town, first going to the bank where his business was dealt with surprisingly quickly. He then did the little bit of shopping he had to do before realising he had over two hours to wait before his solicitor’s appointment. He headed to his solicitor’s office and asked the secretary if he could rearrange their meeting. She checked and as her boss was free Charles was sent straight through. Again his business was dealt with quickly.
Checking his watch, Charles realised it was less than an hour and a half since he’d left the house. He decided to go home and see how Hazel and Jenny were getting on, maybe give them a bit of an incentive to work hard by offering to take them out tonight. It would be nice to reward them and he would enjoy a night out too.
Turning in the direction of home, he set off on the ten-minute walk. Almost immediately he bumped into Judge Walker. “Hello Michael. How are you?”
“I’m fine thanks Charles. Do you have time for a coffee?”
The judge indicated the café across the road and Charles nodded as they headed that way.
“I was going to phone you later, arrange to come round on Friday if possible for Jenny’s three-month check.”
Charles nodded. “That would be fine. Their lesson finishes at 3 o’clock, but Jenny is really keen that you hear her read so if you were able to get there a little earlier that would be good.”
Judge Walker nodded. “It’s a quiet day on Friday. I should be finished at 1 o’clock so will come straight round if that suits you. We can talk first then go down and observe her lesson for a little while and let Jenny read.”
“That sounds good.”
“So how’s Hazel?”
Charles shook his head. “They’re getting on great now, I’m really happy that things have turned out so well, but although I’ve allowed Hazel to study towards an A Level on the understanding that she eventually confesses to her lies, I really can’t imagine she’s ever going to do that. I believe she’s forgotten about it and thinks it doesn’t matter. I feel a little sad, but I guess it’s my own fault.”
The judge nodded. “Sorry, but I have to agree with you. You let her take advantage and she does it very well. It’s probably fair to assume you still haven’t spanked her either?”
“Mr Bainbridge has smacked her several times with his paddle.”
“Have you spanked her?”
“No.”
Judge Walker smiled. “I know you’ve got a soft spot for her, but she takes advantage.” He laughed as he continued: “She really does have you wrapped around her little finger.”
Charles smiled. It was true, he was very fond of Hazel, but he’d long ago given up on the idea that there might be more than friendship between them. He wondered if he subconsciously clung onto the hope that if he didn’t spank her she might feel more for him. What a stupid theory that was. He’d always spanked his wife and she loved him more for keeping her in line. His eyes glazed over as he thought about her.
“Are you OK Charles?”
Charles looked at the judge and nodded, blinking back tears. “I was just thinking.”
The judge smiled. “So how are things going with Jenny? I hope she’s not misbehaving as much as she was.”
Charles smiled brightly. “No, she’s much better behaved now she’s established her boundaries. After about three weeks of daily spankings, she finally started to behave herself, though I still spank her maybe once a week. She never gets particularly hard spankings, just occasional reminders when she gets a bit cheeky or misbehaves in Mr Bainbridge’s class. If he spanks her, I spank her too.”
The judge nodded. “It sounds like things are going well.”
Charles agreed. “We have a much happier home now. Jenny’s reading and writing’s coming on well and Mr Bainbridge has also started to teach her mathematics, which she’s finding surprisingly easy. Jenny and Hazel are tutored three days a week. The rest of the week they do the housework together. I pay Hazel her full wage and Jenny gets a generous amount of pocket money for helping.”
Charles sighed as he remembered the state of the house at the moment. “They usually both work very hard, although this morning I’ve left them doing a thorough spring clean of the whole house as they’ve been doing the minimum they can get away with lately.”
Charles laughed as he found it hard to be angry with them for long. “They seem to think I don’t notice when they cut corners with the housework. As long as the place looks reasonably clean and tidy I’m happy, but I think it’s time to rein them in a bit and re-establish, in as friendly a way as possible, that I’m the boss.”
The judge nodded in agreement.
“I can’t wait for you to hear Jenny read. She reads with Hazel at night when they think I’m not listening. Sometimes what Hazel reads to Jenny is slightly inappropriate, but I’m ignoring it because on the plus side she reads Jenny’s books with her and I’m sure that’s helping her a lot. I’m so proud when I hear Jenny read and I’m desperate to go in and praise her, but I think she wants us both to hear her read when you visit. I won’t spoil the surprise by barging in when she’s practising with Hazel. She’s so excited knowing that you’re visiting soon.”
Judge Walker smiled. “Let’s just hope Hazel won’t be put out when Jenny gets all the attention.”
Charles sighed. “Hazel also wants to demonstrate how much she’s learned. She also wants to read for you. I told her you’ll be there to assess Jenny but she sulked, so I said maybe there would be time for her to read too.”
Laughing, Judge Walker nodded. “That’ll be no problem at all, on one condition Charles.”
Charles frowned. “What?”
“If she reads perfectly, which we know she will, I want you to make her admit she lied to you. I know she’s buried that lie and hopes it’s now forgotten, but it’s obvious it bothers you. You need to challenge her, tell her she’s doing well with her studies, but you made a deal that in exchange for her lessons she had to own up to her lies. This should have happened months ago, but better late than never. You need to be good to your word and spank her. Agreed?”
Charles sighed and reluctantly nodded. Draining his coffee, he shook his friend’s hand. “OK Michael, see you on Friday.”
“Goodbye Charles. Take care.”
Charles set off home in an agitated state, quite cross that Hazel continued to manipulate him while Jenny accepted her spankings with good grace. He’d felt very uncomfortable when the judge berated him about Hazel.
Charles walked home briskly, replaying in his head the many times Hazel had avoided a well-deserved spanking. Only the previous evening he’d spanked Jenny for fooling around in her lessons. Mr Bainbridge had given Jenny and Hazel two smacks each with his paddle. When it came to punishing them after dinner, Jenny went across his lap without objection. She’d squirmed slightly as he’d spanked her bare bottom firmly, but afterwards she hugged him as she tearfully said she was sorry for being naughty.
Hazel became hysterical and begged him not to beat her. He’d let her go, but felt it was unfair to Jenny.
He’d been even angrier when he’d passed Jenny’s bedroom and heard her scolding Hazel for her behaviour then spanking her. Hazel seemingly had no problem going across Jenny’s lap. He’d overheard Jenny spanking her many times, though admittedly she didn’t smack her very hard. Mr Bainbridge also smacked her with his paddle as much as he smacked Jenny and again there was none of the hysteria displayed when Charles even suggested spanking her.
