Cindys Strict Mother Ch 02

Dear Waiter,

I came to your restaurant to have lunch with my daughter Cindy, and you were an absolute life saver. My daughter was the twenty-year-old with the low cut blue dress. Cindy always complains that it shows off too much neckline, but she looks so cute in it. I'm sure you agree.

The trouble all started after you had taken our drink order. Another waiter carrying a tray or drinks tripped. He spilled ice cold drinks all over poor Cindy. Poor girl. I make sure to get her bras with no padding so she doesn't look like a large tittied whore, and the ice made her nipples hard as diamonds. I thought she'd die of shame! But then you came along and offered to dry her off.

Initially, Cindy refused. But a mother knows best. I couldn't have my baby catching a cold. Off to work you went before my daughter could say another word. I must say, you were very thorough. You must have spent about ten minutes drying her little breasts. Then I asked the question I felt sure you would refuse. I asked if you would unbutton her dress and dry her bra off as well.

Now a lesser man, a non-gentleman, would have refused out of fear of seeming inappropriate. But you, the hero that you are, didn't waste another second. You unbuttoned her dress before Cindy could say another word and after a few minutes her bra was dried off. Although I have to imagine her breasts were still cold. Her nipples looked hard as a rock. The second you were done my daughter went to button the dress back up, but I told her to leave it open so that her dress could air out. Cindy complained about her bra being visible, but nobody was watching and I let her know that. I told my daughter to stand up and give you a kiss on the lips to say thank you for treating her so kindly. She's such a shy creature.

I was also impressed by the level of chivalry in your establishment. I think there's nothing more loving to a young lady than a gentle pat on the bottom as she walks by. As Cindy was walking to the ladies' room an older gentleman gave her a pat on the rear. My daughter gasped and covered her bottom, but I shouted at her that the man had done nothing wrong. As we walked out of the restaurant, every man went out of his way, some even getting up to do so, to give her a pat on the bottom. Some men were even so enthusiastic it was more like a slap. The girl kept jumping up and down with every slap...for a moment I was afraid her little breasts were going to jiggle out of her bra! Anyway...

Thank you for your help,

Cindy's Strict Mother

Dear Doctor,

I just want to thank you for taking such good care of my daughter, Cindy. She was the young woman with the twisted ankle wearing a jacket with a beige skirt. It was cold outside and my daughter wanted to wear tights with such a short skirt, but she shouldn't be hiding such beautiful legs and I let her know that. A mother knows best. ANYWAY, my daughter stubbed her toe on the coffee table this morning.

My daughter was convinced that the injury was too minor to warrant a trip to the emergency room, but I told her we're at least going to urgent care. You were kind enough to take her right back to the exam room. Cindy tried to downplay the incident, so I explained what happened. You took her sock and shoe off and gave a very thorough assessment of her foot. I learned something new, as I found out your head has to be right next to the toe to examine it, and you held her foot even with her knee.

I'm also proud of you for another reason. Cindy got a little indignant, insisting that you were trying to look up her skirt. You were very direct in assuring her that you weren't looking at her purple flowered panties. But I feel like that wasn't enough. That kind of accusation to a respected doctor warrants a spanking. I told her to take off her skirt and bend over the exam table. She tried to cover her little crotch, but I told her to put both hands on the table or it would be ten spanks instead of five. She further complained that the exam room door was open, but I told her to be quiet. Then I asked if you would be kind enough to administer the spanking. I told you that young girls should be spanked by men, as men should be the ones to discipline young women. You agreed, and gave her five hard spanks on her little butt.

Cindy was sniffling and asked if she could put her skirt back on. I told her that you were on a schedule and that she could put her skirt back on when you were done with her. You proceeded to splint two of her toes together before helping her off the table. She gasped when you accidently brushed your fingers over the crotch of her little panties. I told her to give you a kiss so we could be on her way. Well I don't have to tell you that you're quite a tall gentleman. The poor girl had to stand on her toes. She turned to put her skirt back on, but you informed us that you needed the room for other patients. I assured you that would be fine and that she could put her skirt on in the waiting room. You leg us out to the waiting room with a hand on her bottom (which I'm sure was still a little sore). We must have just missed the rush, because the waiting room was packed! I told Cindy to hurry up and put her skirt on (which took forever because she kept fumbling with the damn thing) and we were on our way.

Thanks again,

Cindy's Strict Mom

Dear Cindy's Professor,

I'm pleased to report that the measures we've put in place seem to be working. Ever since Cindy turned 20, I've really cracked down on her non sense behavior at home, and I'm glad that you are at school. She says more boys are giving her pats on the bottom at school but she simply looks at the ground and says it's fine. Her grades have also improved since she started getting spanked. I think this is excellent progress, but I would prefer if the spankings were happening more frequently. I would like to reiterate that she is to kiss you after every disciplining, and these spankings are to be carried out by you and any time you see fit.

Also, my daughter doesn't complain about her nipples poking through her blouse since you've begun massaging her breasts when she comes inside. I think it is keeping her warm. I wonder if her legs are getting cold as well. If you think it is necessary, please massage her legs as well. Any complaint by her that she is cold should be followed up with a massage of her bottom and crotch, just to be sure we're covering all of our bases.

I have a few complaints I'd like to air out. One, while Cindy was in Gym, her bra was stolen by some mean girls. It was pinned to the bulletin board with a note next to it that said 'BABY TITS.' Now my daughter does have small breasts, but this is totally unacceptable. After all, most twenty-year-old girls are a C cup max. I would like the girls who did this to be lined up in their gym uniform with Cindy in the middle and a picture taken with Cindy in the bra and that placed on the bulletin board so that people know that the bra belonged to an averagely endowed young lady. I have a further complaint. Poor little Cindy sits alone at lunch. The reason this concerns me is that recently Cindy came home with a stain on her blouse. Can you imagine her dropping food on her breasts with her only being a B cup? Anyway, I think it would be better if Cindy had a lunch buddy, maybe a volunteer boy in her school. She could sit on this boy's lap while she eats. He could feed her and, if anything falls on her blouse, he could wipe it off with his hand so the blouse doesn't stain again. As a final concern, none of the other girls are required to wear a skirt as short as hers. I have to help her get dressed every morning because the thing is so small! I know it's a pain to put on and take off, and seeing as how you have to spank her so often, I've replaced the catch and zipper with a simple pink bow (I think it's cuter and more feminine anyway). She can't tie it on her own so she'll need a hand, but one tug on the ribbon and the skirt goes right down! I just hope none of the boys use it as a way to undress her when she doesn't expect it.

Thank you for all your hard work,

Cindy's Strict Mom