Forced

I came home from school and quickly rushed by my mommy, trying to make it to my room. “Young lady come here” my mommy called when I was halfway down the hallway. I came trudging back to the kitchen. She started asking me how my day at school was and what we had learned. I tried to keep her from seeing my shorts as I sheepishly answered her questions, but she knew. She got up, crossed the room and took my hands and unclasped them. “Janey, what have you done” she said looking down at the large wet spot between my legs. “Oh mommy I had an accident” I started to cry, “young lady, you know better, big girls don’t wet their panties. You know what this means” she looked down on me sternly. “But, but mooooommy nooooooo!” I wailed. But I knew better, that wasn’t going to get me anywhere. She stiffly marched me down the hall to my room, lecturing me all the way. I knew I had done it now. There was no way out…

Little Janey