In the last post Anna talked a little about me and my not so angelic self, so I thought perhaps I should post something about her, or maybe something inspired by her?
Some of you know I’ve been sporadically working on a prequel to the Riley series entitled Learning Curves. It basically is a collaboration of the back stories of some of the primary characters in the series.
Hopefully you know about Riley’s two best friends, Rae and Tracy. They own a bar called The Other Left and Riley used to work for them when she was in Grad school.
During the time When I was writing the story about how Rae and Tracy met I had a strange dream. (true story) I dreamt my own toppy girlfriend was unhappy with me and sent me to see a very stern lady who lives in the South. In my dream I never got to know her name or see her face clearly but it inspired a character for my story, hence the birth of Anna Mae Donaldson.
In this snippet we pick up right after Rae spanks Tracy for the first time after a reckless surfing escapade and Tracy is basically asking Rae how TTWD came about.
“Rae, how did you…I mean, Well, why do you, how did you…” Tracy stammered, not making eye contact with Rae as she lay on Rae’s couch with her head on her lap.
“How did I end up spanking the bottoms of naughty girls when they need it?” Rae said, rescuing Tracy from the awkward question.
“Well yes, I mean it’s a little odd, but strangely enough it’s always something I had thought about. I really feel like you care and that why you did it but I’m twenty-six?”
“I guess I need to tell you about Anna Mae Mcbee Donaldson.” Rae replied, smiling.
“Who is that?”
“A longtime friend of my mothers. Some of my earliest memories of her was when I was a young child. She used to come and stay with us after my father died. She lives in Georgia, a very proper southern lady, accent and all.
I was too young to understand the deep depression my mother was going into after my father’s death. I didn’t understand at the time why Miss Anna would come stay with us for weeks at a time. I didn’t much like her at first either. I guess I tried to push her buttons but she wouldn’t react. She would just tell me in that slow southern drawl Child, go make yourself busy and clean your room. Or some other menial task that I hated to do.”
“Yeah, you and me both, I hate cleaning!”
“Yes, and I can see from your apartment it’s something you haven’t grown out of.”
Rae thought back to that summer, as she began to tell her story. It was some of the best and some of the worst times of her life. She remembered getting off the small plane in Savannah, the thick humid air smacking her in the face when she exited the plane down the aircraft stairs to the tarmac. It had been a couple of years since she’d seen Anna Mae and Rae didn’t know what to expect. She was more than a little nervous when she entered the small terminal building and made eye contact with the lady she would be staying with for the summer.
Anna Mae was a tall stout woman in her mid to late forties. She was even taller that Rae’s five-foot nine frame and she had mid length curly Auburn hair and piercing Hazel eyes. She was smartly dressed in a pair of khaki slacks and a button-down shirt with sleeves that were rolled up to her elbows.
“Hi Lorraine, welcome to Georgia. It’s good to see you, even under these circumstances.” Anna Mae said, greeting her with a warm hug and a small smile. “Let me get your bag for you and we’ll go and get your cases in the claim area.”
“Uh, um…hi Mrs. McBee Donaldson, no it’s okay, I got it.” Rae replied, slinging her duffle bag over her shoulder protectively.
“Rule number one. while you’re here child, you call me Miss Anna or Ma’am and you’ll only call me Ma’am during discipline, yunderstand me?”
“Um, yes, Ma’am,” Rae replied, not missing the remark about discipline. “And maybe you could call me Rae?”
“Child, you don’t get to make rules, you’re in enough trouble as is. And just what’s wrong with Lorraine? The name your momma and daddy gave you, not good enough for you?”
Rae rolled her eyes as she followed Ana Mae toward the baggage carousel that already had her large suitcase going around on it. What the hell was she going to do stuck in Savannah for the summer? At least there was the beach she thought to herself.
“That’s me,” Rae said, pulling the heavy bag from the moving platform.
“Let me get one of those.” Anna Mae said, gesturing to the bags.
“It’s okay, I got it,” Rae said frowning.
“Your decision child, now keep up, the cars this way,” Anna Mae replied, heading out of the terminal building at a brisk pace.
“Shit, can it be any more frigging humid?” Rae asked, wiping the sweat from her forehead as she struggled with her bags.
“Over here,” Anna Mae said, going to the trunk of a burgundy SUV.
Rae heaved the heavy case to the back of the car and set it down on the asphalt, catching her breath.
“Rule number two,” Rae heard, before Anna Mae’s palm connected in a hard smack to her backside. “There will be no swearing!”
Rae’s cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she looked around to see if anyone had seen the assault. “Ow, you can’t do that, we’re in public and I’m not a child anymore!” Rae declared indignantly.
“That’s mildly interesting, now put your duffle the car, we have a good hour drive,” Miss Anna replied, as she effortlessly swung Rae’s heavy case into the trunk.
“Well go on, put it in the trunk, what are your waiting for?”
Rae scowled, and threw her duffle into the trunk, slamming the hatch, before she settled into the passenger seat and buckled her seatbelt.
The silence was deafening as Miss Anna pulled out of the airport. Rae was still trying to process the degrading slap she had given her in the parking lot. She gave her driver a sideways glance and furrowed her brow that was starting to glisten with moisture from the Southern weather.
“Look Miss Anna, I didn’t ask to come here and I’m sure you’re not happy about this either. I know you’re trying to help momma out but I think it would be best if we just stayed out of each other way.”
“Oh, is that what you think? Bless your heart. So, maybe I can make your breakfast, pack you a nice lunch and take you down and drop you off at the beach and pick you up in the evenings and we can go about each other business until end of summer, is that it?”
“Well yeah,” Rae nodded, “If I have to be here, then I may as well make the most of it.”
Anna Mae swerved and screeched the car to an abrupt halt on the shoulder and regarded Rae. “Your poor momma’s fit to be tied, do ya know that? Ever since your daddy died, she’s tried to give you everything and this is how you repay her? At this point she’s just plumb scared of what you’re gonna do next.”
Rae was getting angry now, she tried to be cordial to this woman because she was her mother’s friend but she had had enough. “You don’t know anything, and you certainly don’t know me. Mom is fine, I’m not doing anything any normal college kid wouldn’t do. Why shouldn’t I have a little fun?”
“You best hush your mouth child. I know you a lot better than you think. I know you got your fancy school and your highfaluting friends. Just who do you think did all that for you? Your momma, that’s who.”
“Oh, you think I don’t know that? What I don’t know is why she sent me to this this damn forsaken place with you.”
“You think the sun comes up just to hear you crow, don’t you? Well, you can go ahead and spit nails all you want young lady, but by the end of this summer, you’re gonna learn some hard work, respect and discipline. That’s why you’re here girl, I suggested it to your momma, so you better lose the attitude because you may get a pass on that today, but tomorrow’s gonna be anuthuh story. You’re gonna straighten up and fly right, by the time you leave here, child. You understand me?”
Rae was seething now and Anna Mae’s slow, deliberate tone and calm demeanor didn’t help when all she wanted to do was explode.
“When I ask you a question child, I expect an answer.” She continued, as she pulled back out on the highway.
Rae had forgotten what the question even was. She was dwelling on her mother. She knew in retrospect she had let her down. She went from angry, to plain sad in a second, thinking of her mother. “Yes Ma’am,” She replied placidly.
The silence continued for another five or so miles, until Anna Mae spoke.
“You wreck your momma’s car child?”
“Yeah… I guess I did, but it was an accident.”
“And were you supposed, to be out in her car?”
Rae looked at the older woman who was given her quick judgmental glances as she drove.
“No, momma grounded me, but my friend was having a party. I took her car and when I drove home afterwards a dog jumped out in front of me, I had to swerve so I didn’t hit it.”
“Had you been drinking? Your momma told me that’s why she grounded you in the first place because you came home drunk the night before?”
Rae was getting tired of the inquisition, “Look, you already seem to have all the answers so why do you keep asking me questions?”
“Young lady, I wasn’t fixin to deal with any of this till tomorrow after you had a good rest but you keep sassing me and I’ll tan your hide before supper! Now, were you drinking before you got in your momma car?”
Rae paused, she had half an inkling that Anna Mae wasn’t kidding about her threats. “Yes, I had a couple of drinks but I was fine when I drove home.”
“You were illegal to be drinking in the first place. So, don’t you give me fine. Third rule here, no alcohol. You have any alcohol in those bags of yours?” Anna Mae asked, motioning to the back of the car with her head.
“No”, Rae said quickly, before looking out the passenger window, knowing full well she had stashed a dozen or so miniature bottle of booze in her two bags.
“You sure child?” Anna Mae asked, giving her a questioning look.
Rae fidgeted uncomfortably, “Look, I told you no, okay! Maybe you could get off by back for two minutes.”
“Oh, it’s not you back you should be worried about Lorraine,” Anna Mae replied dryly.
After another fifty miles or so they hit a small town.
“This is Darien, don’t blink or you’ll miss it, but it has the basics even a good Mexican restaurant. Your momma said you like Mexican food, and you can see we’re pretty close to the city,” Anna Mae said, driving down the high street of the small town.
“This is where you live?” Rae asked
“No, I live on the other side of town, about three miles.”
“Okay I’ve seen about five churches so far but not much else.” Rae said frowning.
“Welcome to the South, we’ve probably got more churches than anything else, a dozen or so, I’d say. Here we are,” Anna May stated, turning into a long driveway that meandered through a large open grass field that looked more like a well-manicured lawn.
On either side of the drive way, two large, Southern Live Oaks stood sentry, their long limbs draped with years of Spanish Moss and the boundaries of the field were lined with red cedar and peach trees.
The driveway split off at the end, one side leading to the steps up to the long, four column covered porch, complete with four rocking chairs. The other side led around to the back of the house.
“It’s very pretty,” Rae said observing the large two story, plantation style house that had white siding, dark green shutters and a brick red front door.
Various shrubs grew out of the mulch garden at the front of the house, where yellow jasmine wound through the trellis at the base of the porch deck. Pink and purple blooms covered the Crepe Myrtle trees at the sides of the garden and white Cherokee Roses were interspersed among the shrubs with various colored Zinnias and Geraniums that made the flower bed pop with color.
“Thank you, you might say it’s been a labor of love and a little work, but it’s rewarding for me.”
“I bet, do you have a gardener that helps you with all this?” Rae asked, as Anna Mae drove around to the back of the house.
“No Child,” Anna Mae replied with a chuckle. “But I’ve got me a drive on tractor that you’re gonna use to cut the grass.”
“Really? Cool!” Rae replied with a smile.
“Well, the novelty will wear off after a couple of times.”
The back of the house was equally impressive. There was a white fenced pasture with a handful of young sheep grazing in it with a small creek behind it that fed into a large pond. Chickens scratched and foraged for scraps in a good size coup and more Crepe Myrtles bloomed in various hues of pinks and purples around the property.
“I thought you said you didn’t have a gardener?” Rae said, getting out of the car and eyeing a young woman, a little younger than herself busy tending to another flower bed.
“Mary Beth, come on over here, Anna Mae yelled out, as she unloaded Rae’s bags from the trunk.”
The young woman dressed in denim overall shorts came over as stood before Anna Mae like she was reporting for duty. “Miss Anna, the beds are weeded, eggs are on the back porch and the sheeps been fed like you asked.
“Thank you, Mary Beth, this is my good friends’ daughter, Lorraine Chandler form California, she’s going to be staying with me for a spell.”
“Nice to meet you Lorraine, I won’t shake your hand, I’m a little dirty,” The young woman replied. “Anything else you want me to do for you Miss Anna?”
“No child, you go on home, you got those eggs for your momma?”
“Good, well git on home, tell your momma you’re all paid up and I better not see you back here because of that nonsense, you hear.” Anna Mae said turning towards the house.
“Yes Ma’am.” Mary Beth smiled sweetly at Rae before Anna Mae turned towards the house. Then with a big smile, she ceremoniously flipped Rae the bird and poked out her tongue.
Rae just raised her eyebrows in surprise, until the girl’s mouth dropped open and a horrified look appeared on her face. “Miss Anna, I meant nuthin, I was just…” Mary Beth stammered apologetically.
“You wanna to show off child, that’s fine by me!” Anna Mae said, storming towards the girl.
Rae was rooted at the spot watching the scene unfolding before her. Anna Mae took the eggs from the Mary Beth and handed them to Rae then grasped Mary Beth by her ear and led her to the steps of the back porch.
“You’re lucky I don’t give you another switching, now get them overalls down child!” Anna Mae ordered as she took a seat on the top step.
“Yes Ma’am,” Mary Beth replied, as she unfastened the straps on her overalls and pulled them down along with her panties and compliantly placed herself over Anna Mae’s lap.
Rae’s heart was beating fast in her chest as she looked upon the penitent girl. It was clear by Mary Beth’s red cheeks and thighs this wasn’t the first time she had been in this position recently. Rae winced as Anna Mae’s strong arm and hand descended upon the upturned bottom with a loud crack. She felt like an intruder, witnessing the poor girls anguish, as Anna Mae’s palm continued to smack down in rapid fire, turning Mary Beth’s bottom a deeper shade of red with every blow.
“Ow, please Ma’am! I didn’t mean nuthing, it still smarts from this morning.” Mary Beth pleaded as she began to wriggle on the strict, older woman’s lap.
“Well you apparently didn’t learn much this morning. You’ll keep still, if you know what’s good for you,” Anna Mae admonished as beads of sweat started to glisten from her forehead.
The younger girl started to emit little cries every time Anna Mae’s large hand descended on her bottom. Rae felt the flush return to her cheeks, she couldn’t believe what she was witnessing. Surely Mary Beth was too old for a spanking, but then she remembered the hard swat Anna Mae had given her in the airport parking lot and an uneasiness hit her as Mary Beth let out a loud cry.
After ten or so more, glancing upward swats to Mary Beth’s backside Anna Mae stopped the chastisement and helped her charge to her feet. A red –faced Mary Beth gingerly righted her underwear and with a soft sob she re-fastened her overalls.
“Sorry Miss Anna, it won’t happen again Ma’am.” She said with a little sniff through tear stained eyes.
Anna Mae pulled the younger girl on to her lap and gave her hug. “Good girl, now get your eggs and go on home.”
“Yes Ma’am,” Mary Beth replied getting to her feet.
“Sorry Miss Lorraine, I forgot my manners, I hope you accept my apology,” She said timidly, as she retrieved her eggs from Rae.
Rae just opened her mouth but nothing came out as she watched Mary Beth disappear down the driveway.
“Don’t just stand there gawking Lorraine, get your bag.”
Rae picked up her duffle and followed Anna Mae into the house.
“Call your momma and let her know you got here safe.” Anna Mae said, pointing to a telephone. “I’ll take your bags up but dont hang up, I want to talk to your Momma.”
Rae looked around the large house. It was just as neat and tidy as the outside and had all the Southern charm with a modern flare. Maybe this wouldn’t be so bad after all, she thought trying to shake the image of Mary Beth’s flaming behind from her head.
When Anna Mae came back down stairs, Rae handed her the phone. “Go on up, your room is on the right, I’ve put your bags in there. I’ll be up after I’ve spoken to your Momma.”
Rae’s conversation with her mother was brief. She knew she would still be upset with her but she tried to smooth things over as best she could by telling her she would behave for Anna Mae. She climbed up the long staircase that led into a large recreation type room. On one side it had an overstuffed couch and love seat, several bean bag chairs dotted around the room and a large big screen TV with a VCR and gaming console. The other side housed a couple of built in desks and cabinets and a computer. This is more like it, Rae thought, as she headed to the bedroom on the right side. It was a good size room with a full-size bed and the attached bathroom led through to another bedroom on the other side.
Rae heaved her big case up on to the bed readying to unpack when she heard Anna Mae come up the stairs.
“Good, you found it okay, now open up you bags. You were squirming like a worm on a hot brick when I asked you if you had any alcohol. Let’s hope you don’t have to learn about the cardinal rule of lying on your first day.”
Rae went beet red, she didn’t know what to do, but she wasn’t about to hand over her booze stash to Anna Mae.
“Young Lady, so help me, I’ll give you a little motivation if you don’t get busy. You got three seconds or your backside gonna pay, yunderstand me?” Anna Mae stated, narrowing her eyes.
Rae just stared at Anna Mae blankly, she knew she was busted. “Always was the hard way with you. Now, I won’t tell you again,” Ann Mae directed, punctuating her direction with a sharp smack to Rae’s bottom.”
Rae looked at Anna Mae with wide eyes and slowly started to open her big case, flipping the top open with trembling hands. When nothing obvious showed up on the top of the case Anna Mae spoke. “Everything out and on the bed. Let’s go, we don’t got all day child.”
Rae knew her miniature bottles of booze were just under the first pile of clothes, at this point she had nothing to lose. “You have no right to go through my things, what’s in here is my business. I’m nearly twenty-one, I’m not a child.”
“Oh, young lady, you’ve had your last chance and then some!” Anna Mae exclaimed, as she shoved the suitcase to the end of the bed and sat down next to it.
“Just what the hell are you doing?” Rae asked indignantly, as Anna Mae pulled her towards her by the waistband of her jeans and started to undo them.
“Lorraine you hush, you’ve been asking for this since the minute you stepped of that plane!” Anna Mae replied, as she pulled Rae’s jeans down to her knees.
Rae was mortified, did Anna Mae intend to do to her what she had just witnessed happen to Mary Beth? Her silent question was answered and she felt her panties being whisked down from the back as Anna Mae propelled her over her lap, her torso and arms resting on the bed and her feet on the floor making her behind a prominent target.
“But you cant…” Rae’s disbelief was remedied as Anna Mae’s large palm cracked down on her bare bottom. “Ow shit, that hurt!” Rae yelled as the sharp sting registered.
“Young lady what have I told you about that? I won’t tolerate foul language in my house. Do yunderstand me?” Anna Mae lectured, as her palm landed hard crisp spanks to Rae’s behind making her writhe over the older woman’s lap.
The sting Rae felt was intensifying with every hard blow and she started to wriggle with a mission to avoid Anna Mae’s heavy palm. “Yes Ma’am, I understand, I’m sorry!” Rae pleaded.
“Oh, you’re gonna be child, now keep still or I’ll fetch my hairbrush!”
Rae gritted her teeth and tried to stop moving, hoping the stinging blows may stop but Anna Mae continued covering every inch of her bottom and tops of her thighs. Rae felt the sweat forming on her head as she tried to contend with the pain, until at last, she felt Anna Mae’s hand rest on her blazing backside.
“Are you ready to start minding me Miss?” Anna Mae asked, in an uncompromising tone.
“Yes Ma’am, I am,” Rae replied quickly, her throbbing bottom, compelling her to conform.
“Then you best start emptying that case because I’m not going to stop spanking you until everything is out on the bed. Would have been a lot easier if you had done that the first time I asked, don’t you agree?”
Rae’s eyes went wide and she let out a little cry as another smack landed on her sore behind.
“Ow, yes Ma’am,” Rae conceded, expecting to be released from her compromising position.
“Well what are you waiting for, get it unpacked!” Anna exclaimed, landing another stinging blow to Rae’s behind.
Realization dawned and from her prone position over Anna Mae’s lap, Rae awkwardly grabbed the first layer of clothing and flung it on the bed, exposing some of her mini bottle stash below it. Rae didn’t dare look back at Anna Mae but she could feel her eyes boing into the back of her head. Anna Mae just answered with a flurry of harder swats that sent Rae reeling all over her lap.
“Get up Lorraine, I want all the bottles on the dresser.”
Rae didn’t hesitate and she scrambled as fast as she could off of the stern woman’s lap. Her bottom was throbbing as she reached to pull her jeans up.
“You leave those jeans where they are Miss.” Anna Mae said, as she got up from the bed and landed another sharp swat to her bottom. “You’re a smart young lady Lorraine, I thought by now you would have figured out, it’s much better to do as I ask right away.
Rae instinctively covered her backside with her hands from her standing position as Anna Mae readied for another swat. “If I were you, I’d make busy with those hands getting those bottles on the dresser!”
Rae looked at Anna Mae then back down on the bed as she started to pick up the bottles and place them on the dresser.”
“How many is that?” Anna Mae asked.
“Umm, six Ma’am,” Rae replied, knowing that was all the bottles she packed in her case.
“Six too many,” Anna Mae replied, landing six hard swats to Rae’s bottom. “That all of them?”
Rae hesitated, for a moment. There were no more bottles in the big case but she had at least another six or so stashed in her duffle. “Yes Ma’am.”
Anna Mae raised her eyebrows and took a small step back, folding her arms. Rae took a fleeting glance at the stern hazel eyes. “Umm, but Ma’am there’s more in my duffle bag, right here,” Rae said, emptying the contents on the bed. She found the illicit bottles and placed them carefully on the dresser.
Anna Mae gave Rae another seven hard spanks to correspond to the number of additional bottles Rae had retrieved from her luggage.
“Now you got two choices child, you can go down stairs and call your momma and tell her you’re coming home or, you and I can put your things away and then you can go cut me a switch!”
I hope you liked that little snippet. Do you think Anna Mae Donaldson could be inspired from a certain Top Boss? I’ll let you decide. If you liked it, I’ll post the following scene next week.