Julie Most was seated at the head of coffee table, enjoying her tea. She was entertaining four of her neighbors, who were also her closest friends. "I think it all started when Cassie was a sophomore in high school. You know how my husband, Rodger, is. He is Mr. Know It All. He always gives you the impression that he is so intellectually superior to you that you should feel honored whenever he tells you how stupid your ideas are.

"Well, Roger told our daughter Cassie that she could not get into the college that he went to. It was just too hard. And she could never get into his fraternity. He is very proud being a member of that fraternity. It is very hard to get into."

Julie took another sip of tea. "I think you all know that Cassie did into that college. And when she found that the reason she could not get into the fraternity was they didn't accept women. Cassie got together with some other young women and they convinced the fraternity to go co-ed. Of course, she was asked to pledge.

"Cassie is so popular that after her sophomore year, the fraternity asked her to be the Pledge Mistress for the coming year. You all know that Cassie has a very strong sense of justice. She found out that while most pledges had been through hazing, some hadn't because the school administration had banned it for a while. Cassie went to both the local and the national fraternity officers with a plan that all alumni who had skipped being hazed would have to go through it or be kicked out of the fraternity. And they all agreed with her.

"You can just imagine her shock when she found out that her own dear father was one of those who had not been hazed. Of course, she not let him out of it just because he was her father. And since we live too far from any university with a chapter of that fraternity, she appointed me to be her representative. That is, after she had drawn up the plan for Roger and I to follow.

"Roger has to be my maid every weekend from now until next year. He has to clean the whole house, do all the laundry, cook all the meals and do anything else I want done. He is not allowed to speak until he is spoken to. He has to dress as a maid. If I am dissatisfied with anything he does, I spank him.

"And it doesn't matter if there is anyone else around. If we have visitors on the weekend, he is still the maid and he is not to talk to them unless they first talk to him. Even then he is only to address them the way a servant would address visitors. He is not the host. He is just the maid..

"And if he gets a spanking, the visitors get to watch if they wish. During the week, he doesn't have to do anything special unless he tells someone that their ideas are wrong or stupid, or anything else derogatory. If I hear it, that gets him a spanking right on the spot. Would you believe I am getting very good at giving spankings?"

The four women visitors burst into laughter.

"Roger," Julie said, turning to her husband. "Would you say that I am getting very good at giving spankings?"

Roger was standing there, wearing his maid outfit and blushing furiously. "Yes, Ma'am, you give very hard spankings."

"That isn't what I asked you, Roger, I asked you if I am getting very good at giving spankings."

"I guess you are, Ma'am," replied Rodger.

"I guess I will just have to give these ladies a demonstration. But I will give you a choice, you can have twelve spanks on the bare bottom or fifty on the seat of your panties."

"Oh, please, Ma'am, these ladies don't want to see my bare behind, and I can't take fifty. Please let it go until we are alone, Ma'am."

"Oh, none of us mind seeing Roger's bare behind at all. Especially if it is being spanked!" said one of the women, and the others quickly joined her in agreement.

"I think I will give Roger six swats with the fraternity paddle just to show you how to do it, then I will let anyone else who wants to can give him six also."

"But you said that you were only going to give me twelve!" Roger protested.

"I gave you a choice and you didn't take it. Now this is what we doing. So get your skirt off and your panties off. Keep your apron on and bend over that chair. Or I am going to call their husbands to come over and also take a turn."

Roger did as he was told and bent over the chair. The women snickered we they saw that he was wearing a garter belt and hose.

"And you will notice that Roger has no hair below, that is also part of his hazing."

The women had a great time paddling Roger. Then they made him serve them just as he was, so that he was walking around with his red bottom on display.

Julie said, "And if you think this is something, wait until you see what Cassie has in mind for Hell Week!"