"She is gonna kill me, she is gonna kill me, she is gonna kill me, she is gonna kill me!" A young hawaiian girl, recently turned 21 paced back and forth across the circular locker room that made up her place of employment. Ameko Hoko had been in New Orleans for the last three years, she had moved there after being accepted into a local university. She had recently been accepted into a sorority, and she had been struggling a bit with money. She had tried other part time jobs, but she never quite managed to stay there long. Just far too many mistakes that she was seen as a liability, which always sucked as in the classroom she was considered a genius. Her only bad grades came from when she would forget assignments or turn them in late. She had been worried about managing to pay for her tuition next year, when she found an ad online about a place looking for servers.
The Crimson Hide Nightclub and Bar. She had heard of it, and maybe tried to sneak in twice with her friends but the guards outside were serious, they knew every trick in the book and no one underage could get there. She had recently turned 21 just two weeks prior to her interview. With a kind older black woman, dark brown hair, deep brown eyes, light brown skin that showed some sign of aging, but she looked amazing in her older age. Now there was one part of the interview that threw her for a loop, it was a surprise that Ameko considered a joke but her first day proved to her that it was not a joke.
They really did use spankings here.
Now Ameko was no stranger to that punishment growing up, she had earned it a lot from her personality, she was not bad, she just over-thought things and made mistakes that would get her in trouble. When she had come in for her first shift, she could barely hear the woman training as she looked at a rather red rear end that a woman older than her was nursing. Mostly complaining that it was not fair, it was that day that Ameko had vowed to never earn that punishment. Neverever would she earn that.
But that was a promise she could not keep, as within three days of her working there. The woman that had hired her firmly pulled her off the floor and told her to wait in the locker room while she did a bit of work herself. See Ameko might have lied on her application when she arrived, she had used restaurants that had been closed down and had said she had plenty of experience as a server. That was not true, and Ameko could only pace back and forth as her manage had gone to make an order she had taken free, and give a table the company dry cleaning number as Ameko... for the 4th time had put in the wrong order, and ended up spilling most of her drinks on another table as she was not used to carrying trays just yet. Now the first time she had been let off with a warning, the second time another warning, the third time her warning was not a warning but a promise that if it happened again they would talk.
That fourth time had arrived and now she was gonna meet her maker, or rather she had a feeling she might be fired.
Ameko stopped pacing as another woman stepped inside of the locker room. This woman had long deep blond hair, blue eyes, and she was beautiful. She had a large bust that she kept on display to earn more tips, she was considered the best bartender they had. "Mama Tati wants to see you."
"She is gonna fire me isn't she." Ameko said softly, as she looked over at Alice. "I can't lose another job so soon, I really am trying my best."
"Ameko," Alice crossed the distance between them with two large steps and set her hands on the girl's shoulders. "Calm down, Ameko."
"I don't want to be fired..." She said weakly. THis was a good job so far, the tips she made were amazing, and they even had an open mic night. The owner and third general manager, a former basketball player named Jakobe Bradley had even heard about her tuition issues and was working to figure things out to help her more. "I need the money to pay for-"
"Relax, Ameko." Alice interrupted. "Take a breath with me, on three. One, Two, and-" Ameko took a large breath, sucking down as much air as she could. "Now breathe out."
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Spanking One Shots.
General FictionThere are thousands, no millions of scenes it seems for people to spank or get spanked across the world. Across fiction, and media, in comics and anime. From normal children who might need a more firm hand to get them back on track, to fictional wor...