Be Careful What You Wish For
by Jan Wiles

Nick/Nat/Janette
Graphic (mild), humorous

Standard disclaimers, characters aren't mine, story is, not making any $$$, etc.

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The outer elevator door slammed open just as Natalie reached it. Before she had time to react, Janette stormed out of the elevator and strode rapidly down the street, fuming. Natalie remained frozen for a moment, then chased after her.

"Janette, wait up!" Natalie cried.

"Doctor, he is all yours! That is, if you can stand him!" replied Janette, without slowing.

Natalie didn't give up. "What's he up to this time? Self-pity? Self-hatred? Severe masochistic tendencies?"

Janette stopped abruptly and turned. "I see you know Nicolas well, Doctor. All of the above, I'm afraid."

Natalie slowed and stopped next to her. "Please call me Natalie, Janette."

"Very well, then, Natalie." responded Janette. "He seems to think that life is going too well for him, and he doesn't deserve it. He seems to think there's something virtuous in pain and misery."

Natalie said incredulously, "He *wants* to be punished?!?"

Janette sighed. "Apparently so -" she began, and stopped. The irritation in her eyes turned to wicked mischief. Natalie looked puzzled for a moment, then her expression mirrored Janette's.

Natalie grinned. "You know that expression: be careful what you wish for -".

"- you might get it. Oui." Janette finished, with an evil smile. "So, what treatment does the doctor prescribe?"

Natalie answered, "I think we'll keep it simple. He needs a spanking rather badly. Mmm, do you think you're strong enough to restrain him?"

"Mais oui, I believe so. I am, after all, about 200 years older than he is! By the way, he is also ticklish..."

****

"OK, I think we're set. Uh, what is that for?" queried Natalie, gesturing to the flat handled wood in Janette's hand.

Janette laughed. "My dear mortal, if you try spanking Nicolas with just your bare hand, you will wear yourself out long before him."

"So we paddle him." Natalie's eyes danced. "Sounds good to me. Also, I dug this out." She held up a souvenir pen with a long, tendrilly feather sticking out of the top. "Might as well get *some* use out of it!"

"Let's go, then." They tucked their accessories away and entered the elevator.

Nick turned in surprise as Janette and Natalie entered. "I thought you weren't going to talk to me for a month, Janette. Changed your mind?" he asked sarcastically.

"Hey, Nick, I thought I'd come over for a visit, but if you're going to be rude, I guess I'll rethink it," said Natalie caustically, as she walked past Nick. He turned towards her and away from Janette, as they'd planned.

Janette quietly divested herself of coat and shoes, readying herself for action. When Nick was fully turned away from her, she pounced. There was a wild struggle, which ended with Janette sitting on the couch, with Nick across her lap. Her hands held Nick's wrists firmly behind his back, with his legs pinned between hers. Natalie gleefully produced the paddle and feather, and they got to work, ignoring Nick's demands for freedom.

Janette told him, "You seemed so intent on punishing yourself earlier, Nicolas, that Natalie and I decided that we just *had* to help!"

"Y'know, Nick, I think I'm as tired as Janette is *SMACK* of your self-pitying lust for punishment. It's time we gave you your wish. *SMACK* Is this what you want? *SMACK* You aren't answering, so I guess I'll just keep going..." Natalie grinned, starting to enjoy herself. Nick's only response so far was a series of inarticulate yelps. She continued to wield the paddle, grinning at Janette.

"He doesn't seem to be responding appropriately, Natalie. Let's raise the ante, as the gamblers say." Janette purred.

Natalie shrugged, grinning. "Whatever you say, Janette. Next?"

"Let's make this a little more direct..."

A few minutes later, Nick had been neatly divested of his pants and undershorts, and was complaining loudly. "Nice, don't you think?" Janette remarked, as they regarded his well-shaped rear end.

"Mmm...very nice," Natalie said as she caressed his exposed buttocks. Nick squeaked in surprise.

Then, he snarled, "Will you two let me GO? Haven't you humiliated me enough?" Janette was forced to tighten her grip as he struggled.

*SMACK* "Now, stop that. You can't get away *SMACK* till we get what we want! *SMACK* " Natalie ordered, as they watched his rump turn pink.

"What...", *SMACK*, "...what do you want????" Nick gasped.

Janette answered, smiling, "Very simple, cheri! You must stop this depressing self-mortification, and admit that you are a decent person, deserving of reward and pleasure!"

Nick moaned, "Oh, come on, I've got 800 years worth of evil to do penance for...YIPE!" he screamed, at a particularly painful strike.

"I think it's time for the next phase, Janette," Natalie stated. "This isn't working."

Janette laughed. "Oh, I think it's been somewhat helpful; take a look!" Neither could repress a grin at Nick's obvious level of arousal.

"Not *quite* what we were trying for, but a VERY nice sight!" Natalie answered, between giggles, as she fumbled for the feather. "Hang on real tight now, he's gonna be (as the Americans say) a real bucking bronco!"

She pulled up his shirt and began trailing the feather along Nick's exposed ribs. Nick shrieked and tried desperately to wiggle loose, to no avail. Once he had quieted a little, Natalie decided to go after his feet, since they had had to remove the socks & shoes to get his pants off.

"Careful, Natalie!" Janette cautioned. "He might kick you clear out the window without intending to! This is entirely too much fun to end prematurely..."

"Thank you," Nick mumbled.

Natalie snickered, "Don't think you're off the hook yet, pal!" Saying that, she reached under him, and delicately trailed the feather along his perineum and the underside of his erect penis. "Like that?"

Nick's face was about as flushed as a vampire could get. Having decided he couldn't take any more, he said in a choked whisper, "OK, you win, you're right! I'm a good person!"

Janette could not resist one last dig. She gestured to Natalie to repeat her feathery stroke and murmured, "And you deserve good things to happen to you, oui?"

Nick was too breathless to speak for a moment, then managed, "Yes, yes, I deserve lots of good things, anything you say..."

Janette and Natalie grinned triumphantly at each other, then released Nick. Natalie said, "Here's your first good thing, then," and turned his face to her and kissed him thoroughly.

Once Natalie released Nick, Janette countered, "And here is your second, cheri," and kissed him likewise. She then turned to Natalie and said, "I think we have done some good work here together, non?"

"Absolutely!" Natalie responded. "Want to come over for a drink and discuss it? It'll have to be BYOB, I'm afraid, I hadn't thought to stock up."

Janette brightened. "An excellent idea, cherie! I've got many more ideas that require teamwork..." As they spoke, they gathered their things and departed, leaving a completely dazed Nick sprawled on the couch.

*I'm in DEEP trouble now,* Nick thought. *I may enjoy it, though...*