I'm Gonna Get Wanda Fired Someday

All characters are consenting adults.

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If you are new to my DDlg fantasies, my fictional husband (whom I call "Daddy" as part of our Dominant/submissive dynamic) hired a woman named Wanda to stay with me any time He is at work. She basically cooks and cleans, but she is also in charge of helping keep me in a submissive mental space. As part of our humiliation kink, we refer to Wanda as my babysitter.

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I am getting frustrated with Wanda being around to babysit me all the time. She is so bossy, always making me follow whatever rules Daddy left for the day. And always making me "thank" her with my tongue on her pussy making her cum before she goes home at the end of her shifts.

I mean, she does some nice things for me like letting me watch cartoons, baking cookies with me, and braiding my hair, but I am still mad at her. I don't even care. She totally told on me to Daddy today, and I am going to get in big trouble when He gets home, and it's all her fault!

I am so going to figure out how to get her fired! Then she can't boss me around anymore, and I won't have to "thank" her every day (sometimes multiple times per day). Fuck Wanda!

I am not sure how to get her fired, though. She's so perfect. She does everything exactly how Daddy asks all the time. She keeps me safe all the time. She makes me obey all the fucking time. She does things to get me ready for Him like on the days He wants me to have an enema before He comes home or when she waxes all the hair off my pussy. She can do no wrong. So how do I get Daddy to get rid of her?

Stupid Wanda.

Today, Wanda actually spanked me and put me in the corner before calling Daddy to tattle! I feel like if she is going to spank me AND put me in the corner, I have been punished enough and should not also have to be in trouble with Daddy later, but Stupid Wanda has a big tattletale blabbermouth! I am so mad. But no amount of pouting and stomping my feet in the corner is leading to her telling me I can get out. I hate her so much right now.

"Does someone need her nap early today?," Wanda asks.

I say nothing. I glare inside my head where she can't see it, while I continue to stare at the stupid corner.

"I will take that as a yes," Wanda replies. "Let's go, little girl."

She doesn't even give me a chance to obey her, before she pulls on my leash and drags me to the bathroom, telling me to go potty before my nap, because she doesn't want me waking up too soon needing to pee.

Whatever. I sit on the toilet while she watches me pee like I am going to climb out the window or something if she doesn't. When I am done, she reminds me to wash my hands as if I am two years old and then pulls the leash to lead me to my bed.

Once I am in bed, Wanda looks at me kinda the same way she does before telling me it is time to "thank" her. There is no way I am putting my tongue on her pussy right now. She better not!

"Open your legs," Wanda demands.

I just stare at her.

"Open your legs now, little girl, or I will whip them until you do."

I do as I am told and wonder what she is about to do to me.

Wanda reaches down and pushes on my little button that makes my princess parts feel all warm and tingly. She looks in my eyes and starts rubbing on it, making me squirm.

"Does someone need cummies?," Wanda asks. "Look how wet you are getting. Such a naughty little girl."

I start squirming and grinding on her hand. I can't help it. It feels so good.

"Too bad you were such a brat for me today," Wanda says and she stops rubbing, leaving me in extreme need. Then she ties my hands to my bed posts, so I cannot masturbate and tells me she will be back in two hours to wake me.

So now I am tied to my bed, naked from the waste down, wet all over my princess parts, and I can't do anything about any of it! I hate Wanda so much right now. She is a big meanie.

I fall asleep and dream of all the ways I can get Wanda fired.

Awhile later, I am woken by Wanda and Daddy standing in my room talking about me.

I did not hear all of what was said, but Daddy is not happy with me, I can tell that much.

"Daddy, I..." I begin, but He shuts me down right away.

"I do not want to hear it," Daddy says.

"Has she thanked you for your work yet today?" He asks Wanda.

"Not yet," Wanda replies.

"Well, she is going to have to do it tied up, because I am leaving her like that while I talk to her before her punishment," Daddy says.

"Works for me," says Wanda, and then she removes her clothes and climbs onto my bed. She puts her boobs right in my face, knowing I cannot touch them, because my hands are tied. "Too bad someone was too bratty to get to play with these while she licks me off today," Wanda says, and then she straddles my face and tells me to get to work.

I start licking her in the ways I know she enjoys the most, despite how much I hate her right now. The better job I do, the sooner she goes away and leaves me alone with Daddy. As I lick her, Wanda starts grinding on my face while Daddy watches. Daddy never joins in, because Wanda does not like men to touch her, but she is totally fine with Him watching. Wanda only touches girls. She uses me to make her cum at least once per day, so I am not sure why she needs other women. She's probably just greedy.

When Wanda cums all over my face, she gets dressed and says, "All yours" to my Daddy, and "I hope tomorrow you can behave better" to me as she walks out the door, leaving me there with her juices all over my face and Daddy staring at me with an unreadable expression on His face.

"What am I going to do with you?," He asks.

"Feed me cookies and tell me I am beautiful?" I reply.

"Oh, sweetie. We might be able to do that if you had not been such a brat for Wanda all day, but instead, I have to punish you so you will learn to behave for her while I am at work," Daddy responds. "This isn't the first time I have had to punish you for being bratty for the sitter, but I am hoping if I do my job right, it will be the last. I am going to leave you in this position with your hands tied while I use the belt on your breasts, thighs, belly, and pussy, and then I am going to roll you over and use it on your back, ass, and the backs of your thighs. You are going to have lashes everywhere. Perhaps if you cannot sit or move comfortably tomorrow, you will be reminded to be on your best behavior."

Daddy removes His belt and tells me to count. I count 28 lashes to my breasts followed by 32 lashes to my belly, then 13 lashes to my pussy, and 27 lashes to the front of my thighs. I am crying and kicking (without losing count), and Daddy is unrelenting. Then He turns me over and starts using his belt on my back. He gives me 43 lashes on my back then 68 on my ass, 24 on the backs of my thighs then 20 more to my back, 20 more to my butt, and 20 more to my thighs again! This might be the worst spanking I've gotten all month! He is not messing around. And I cannot stop sobbing. I feel bad I disappointed Him so much today. I don't know why I was so bratty to Wanda. I could be nicer to her for Him.

When Daddy finishes beating my ass, He unties me and curls me up into His lap, hushing me and kissing away my tears. When I have calmed down, He asks me why I was punished and what I could do to make better choices tomorrow. He gives me some ideas on how to better handle my frustrations and manage my behavior, and I thank Him. Then He tells me that because I cried so much, His dick is so hard it might break off if He does not cum soon, and He tells me to put my mouth on it like a good girl.

While I suck His cock, He holds my hair for me, and I am still a little bit sniffly from all the crying, but I do my best to take Him all the way into my throat. All of the spots where He lashed me hurt, but I am so happy to have Daddy's dick in my mouth, I don't even care. When Daddy finally cums and allows me to swallow, I feel like everything is right with the world again, and we can have a great evening, and hopefully time moves slowly before Daddy has to go back to work tomorrow, and Wanda shows up to babysit me again.