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“So, youdoremember how to laugh!“ Millie said.
“Only just. Now hurry up and finish that stable, young lady.”
*
It was taking forever. Even with the addition of caffeine to her nervous system, Millie was struggling to scrub the floor of the stalls clean enough for Chuck’s approval.
The problem was the hose.
Chuck had specifically set the water pressure as low as it would go. That meant that Millie was having to scrub forever to get the — to be frank — horse shit off the floor of the stables.
Millie hadn’t been over-exaggerating when she’d complained that this was more like a deep clean than a standard mucking-out. Normally, all you’d do was use a pitchfork to get rid of any mess and replace the bedding so that it was all clean.
Using a hose like this was a nightmare.
Chuck had headed up the other end of the stables to check one of the horse’s shoes, so Millie had an idea. She crept from Bella’s stall and adjusted the faucet just a tiny, tiny amount.
“Mwahaha,” she giggled quietly to herself as she headed back in.
It worked like a charm. Stains that had been almost impossibly stubborn to shift were suddenly flying off the floor like greased lightning.
Millie started to get more confident. “Just a little bit more, methinks,” she said to herself as she twisted the tap a little more.
It was fine.
For a minute.
First, the end of the hose started shaking, like it was gonna fire off. Then, there was a strange sound.
“Millie? Everything okay? You didn’t touch the tap, did y—“
But before Chuck had the chance to finish his sentence, the hose simply exploded. Millie shrieked as she felt a torrent of water soak her to the bone. She tried to find the end of the hose and plug it with a finger, but the damn thing was snaking through the air as though it was alive, spraying water all over the place.
“I’m f-fine,” she gurgled, as a stream of water smacked her straight in the mouth.
A moment later, to her relief, she heard the fast squeaking turn of the tap, and the water pressure dropped away. Millie was left panting in the middle of the stall, absolutely soaked through.
“I’m all wet,” she said before she had a chance to think the sentence through properly.
“I can see that,” Chuck said, staring right at her.
Millie tried to work out what he was feeling. Anger? Mirth? Lust?
“I guess this probably doesn’t meet your standards?” She said, pulling herself off the floor. She must have looked like a drowned rat.
Well, a drowned rat wearing jodhpurs.
“You could say that. I honestly didn’t think I’d have to punish you so soon, Millie.”
Her cheeks flushed bright red at the thought of it.
A punishment.
That meant spanking.
He was going to spank her.
She couldn’t believe this was happening.
