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Who's your nanny? - Jessie spanking fanfiction (Branchy)


 

Finally, the girl released the tree and tried to cover her backside.
Endless yells and kicks were delivered by the little girl on their way up, and Jessie didn't even stop to give explanations to the three curious onlookers she found as soon as she set foot in their penthouse. She simply continued walking until she entered Zuri's room, which she locked before carefully lowering the girl to the floor and taking a seat on the edge of the bed.
When she was sure the lesson had been learned and the girl's breathing had become regular, Jessie put her clothes back into place and gently scooped the child into her arms, cradling her near to her heart.



- Zuri Zenobia Ross –Jessie firmly scolded from her end of the telephone line-. You were supposed to be in bed, where I left you an hour ago. What are you doing alone in the park at this time?!

- I told you, Branchy needed me, so I came here to make sure nobody stapled him again. Trees can't exactly defend themselves, you know?

- Yes, I know that, thank you, but I told you we would go back to the park tomorrow.

- Well, I just wanted to save some time –she "innocently" said.-

- You know what? I'm on my way, don't you dare move an inch. Give the phone to Pete, please –the nanny said as she grabbed her keys and sweater-. Pete? Yeah, I know, thank you...I'm on my way. Keep an eye on her for a while, please.

- Sure, don't worry, she's as grounded as the tree –he tried to joke around to lighten the mood.-

- Oh, she will be –she stated and hung up.-

 

 

In a matter of seconds, she made sure the other three unruly kids were safe in their rooms and Bertram was still awake to check on them, just in case. She went down to the lobby and strode her way to the park faster than ever before. It took her about five minutes to reach the playground and spot her youngest kid hugging her beloved leafy friend.

 

 

- Thanks, Pete, and sorry. We owe you one...well, more like one thousand –she apologized and then turned to the girl-. Zuri, come, we are leaving.

- Hey, no probs, Jessie, you know that's my job –the young officer gave her his friendliest smile-. I'll leave you two to...talk things down –he said before leaving to avoid turning that moment into an awkward one.-

 

 

But, as soon as Jessie grabbed hold of the girl's torso and tried to pull her away from the tree, Zuri screamed, causing Jessie to let go of her. Shocked, the nanny deeply breathed and went for a second try. Another scream. And another. Each scream reminding the redhead how much of a drama queen her little girl was, she had the particular talent of causing a scene within seconds, luckily the only spectator around was Pete.

 

 

- That's it, I'm having none of this –Jessie tiredly sighed-. Last warning. Let go of the tree. Now –she took a step back, placing her hands on her hips.-

The girl shook her head with vehemence, she was not letting go of the thin tree trunk that easily.

- One... -Jessie began her countdown-. Two...

- No! I don't wanna.

- Three.

 

 

With that, the guardian put her foot down and stepped in one last time. The girl screamed and kicked as Jessie tried to carry her, but her hands were still wrapped around the tree.

- Noooooo!! Jessie, leave me alooone! Branchy needs meeee!! –Zuri loudly whined.-

Fed up with such nonsense, Jessie put the girl's body down and instead wrapped an arm around her slim waist, bringing her free hand down several times to land ten firm smacks on her bottom.

- Ouch! What the heck was that for?! –she complained with a frown.-

- Language! And that was for disobeying me, young lady –Jessie shortly explained before effortlessly putting the girl over her shoulder and heading back to the hotel.-

 

 

Not even Tony dared to ask what all the fuss was about when he saw the redhead stomp her way across the lobby and into the elevator while carrying a small bundle; he already knew how much trouble the Ross kids caused and how hard Jessie had to work in order to keep them in line.

 

 

- Now, Zuri –she patiently spoke while holding the girl's hand with her own-, care to explain what ever made you think going to the park at midnight all by yourself was a good idea?

- I want Branchy. He needs me.

- Yes, sweetie, I know, and it was very kind of you to defend him earlier in the afternoon, but I told you we were going back to the park tomorrow. Besides, you know you are not allowed to be up past your bedtime and least of all outside the building without my supervision.

- But Jessieeeeee!! –the girl seemed to have stopped fighting as if her life depended on it, but she still threw a mini-fit and looked up to the ceiling-. I just wanted to go and check on him. I was worried!

- And so was I –she frankly said, not hiding her concern anymore-. Have you got any idea of how worried I was when Pete called me to say he spotted you hugging a tree in the middle of the night?! I left you asleep after reading you your bedtime story! What if someone else found you?

 

With that last question, the girl remained silent. She hadn't thought about it, she just wanted to be there for her leafy friend no matter what, she hated to think mean people could harm him when she was not watching, but she often forgot that she also needed to be cared for, since she was still a child. Jessie admired her braveness and was actually touched by her baby's sensitiveness when it came to plants and animals, but first things first. She couldn't let her know that, not yet. First, she needed to make clear how wrong it was for Zuri to go wandering around in New York without permission at that time of the night.

 

- Zuri, answer me –she dropped the stern face for a few seconds.-

- I'm sorry, Jessie...I didn't think about that –she looked down to the floor-. It won't happen again.

- We'll make sure it doesn't –Jessie softly nodded, regaining her composure-. Come here.

 

 

The redhead guided the girl across her lap. She did not oppose much resistance, but she still whined a bit, she hated being spanked, but she knew she didn't have any chances against her nanny when it came to punishments for breaking safety rules. She was already sorry and pouting, fortunately Jessie couldn't see that, because her kids' puppy eyes were her weakest spot and always made it difficult for her to assume the "bad cop" role.

The caregiver began delivering firm, medium-paced smacks to the girl's bottom to make sure her message was being understood.

 

 

- I was worried sick, Zuri –she stated in a disappointed tone-. The last thing I expected today was to fear for your life after you were safely tucked into bed. Hasn't it occurred to you why is it so important for me to make sure you and your siblings fall asleep before I leave your rooms?

- Hmmm... -the seven-year-old was determined to endure the spanking without complaining but it was quite hard, Jessie was strong even without trying-. Because my parents pay you for it?

- Take another guess –Jessie said, delivering a harsher smack on the center of Zuri's bottom.-

- Ouch! Because...b-because that way you make sure I don't eat candy at night?

- Because that way I make sure you are okay before wrapping up the day, so I can be okay too. Sleep is what makes your body grow and it provides rest to your mind as well, that way you gather the energy to live your everyday life and you stay healthy.

- That's a long answer to remember- OUCH! –the girl blurted out and involuntarily kicked as she received another hard smack due to her usual sass.-

- I don't need you to remember, I need you to understand. Can you understand how heartbroken we would all be if something bad happened to you today? –Jessie asked, pausing her actions for a few seconds-. Think of your brothers and sister.

 

Zuri took a moment to think about it.

 

- Yeah, I guess you're right. Luke wouldn't have me to bother, Ravi would have two homeworks to do instead of three, and Emma would have to play Runway all by herself –she reasoned.-

- And?

- And Bertram would get more sleep, since I wouldn't be around to play pranks on him.

- And...??? –Jessie sighed, lightly tapping the girl's backside-. Think of your parents.

- Oh! I almost forgot...and you would be fired.

 

Jessie delivered another smack, harder this time.

 

- Ow! It's true! Besides they're never here, they don't care!

- That is not true and you know it –Jessie admonished-. Well, the firing part might be, but...not the point! They do care –she resumed the spanking, picking up a quicker pace this time.-

- Owieeee!! But they're hardly ever around! –and just like that, the girl forgot about "enduring the pain with dignity" and started kicking her little feet.-

- They are constantly out on business trips, yes, but you are forgetting a tiny, small, detail –the redhead continued for a few seconds and then stopped-. I care. And it has nothing to do with your parents' money, missy. Do you remember who convinced them to hire me?

- Me?

- Exactly. I care, and I am here. If you are not alright, neither am I. You have become the most important part of my life, Zuri Zenobia Ross...even more important than my chaotic, almost inexistent artistic career, and that is the reason why I first came to the city, remember? Well, you are on top of that. You and your wild siblings. You come first and you always will, do you understand?

- M-hmm –the girl shyly nodded.-

- Let me hear you, baby.

- Yes...

- Okay –Jessie smiled, convinced of Zuri's honesty this time-. We're almost done.

- But...

 

 

Before receiving more complaints, the caretaker lowered the girl's pajama bottoms and delivered the last 30 smacks over her underwear. Non-stop, medium-paced, but harder spanks, administered to the little girl's sit spots until she was a kicking tornado.

 

 

- Oooowwwww!! Jessieeee, no!! Stop it! Please, please, pleeeaaase stop! I won't do it again!! –she pleaded.-

 

 

The redhead continued, much to her dislike, until her mental count reached 30. After that, she let Zuri take a deep breath and relax for a moment as she rubbed small circles on her back.

 

 

- Shh...all done, sweetie, it's okay –she whispered as the girl clung to her-. You are a very brave little girl and I admire you for that, but sneaking out was not right because you put yourself at risk. Rules exist for a reason. You are grounded, by the way.

- I'm sorry –she pouted, sniffing a little bit-. I really am.

- I know...I just had to make sure it won't ever happen again. I couldn't forgive myself if it did –the redhead placed a kiss on the top of her head and began slowly rocking the now sleepy infant.-

- It won't...pinky promise –Zuri said and stuck said finger out.-

- Pinky promise –Jessie replied and linked her own finger to the girl's, sweetly smiling at her-. All forgiven now. Tomorrow we'll go to the park so you can verify Branchy is alright and we can ask the guards to keep a closer eye on the green areas so people aren't mean to trees or animals, how does that sound? –she suggested to cheer her up.-

- I'd like that very much, Jessie...thanks -the girl sheepishly smiled back, unable to hold back a wide yawn.-

 

 

Not even 30 seconds went by and Jessie knew, by the slight change in her breathing, that the girl had already fallen asleep. She carefully got up with Zuri in her arms and tucked her into bed, remembering to place her teddy bear next to her under the covers.

It often amazed and amused her how that little angel could seem so peaceful while asleep, yet be so hyperactive and mischievous while being awake, but she wouldn't have it any other way. "Life is full of surprises", people said, and these kids were no doubt the biggest surprise life had ever given her. She never imagined herself with kids, and now she couldn't possibly picture her life without them.

 

Back from her thoughts, she smiled to herself and left a maternal kiss on Zuri's forehead.

- Good night, baby... -she inaudibly whispered and exited the room, closing the door behind her.-

 

She headed to the kitchen for a much needed cup of coffee. As she was sitting at the table drinking her tasty beverage, somebody surprised her with a sudden hug.

 

- Thanks for bringing her back home safe, Jessie...and thank you for being here –Ravi's voice came to her ears. When she turned her head, she could see his sleepy face and Emma and Luke smiling from the doorframe, as if saying "thank you" with their eyes, too.-

 

With no more words in need to be said, she left her coffee on the table and hugged Ravi with one arm, inviting the other two kids to join them with her free arm.

 

- Always...I'm here for you all. And it's my job to keep you safe, no matter how hard it turns out to be –she softly said, tightening the family group hug and staying that way for a moment-. Now you minions go to sleep, I don't want zombies at the breakfast table tomorrow morning, you got school –she joked with a smile and watched as the kids said their goodnights and each returned to their room, dragging their feet.-

 

 

Thinking she was all by herself, she went back to drinking her coffee, although something else nearly made her spit it out.

 

- Ohhh, that was so sweet... -she heard Bertram "sob" from the door that lead to the screening room.-

- Holy cheeses, Bertram, how long have you been there?! –she turned around, trying not to choke on the last sip of coffee she had drunk.-

- Long enough –the butler admitted and got closer with a shy smile-. Can I get a hug too?

- Oh, come here, you big, grumpy bear head –Jessie chuckled and discarded the coffee once again to hug the man as she best could.-

- Thank you for helping me take care of those hooligans –he said.-

- You're welcome...not that we can afford therapy on our salary, but it's worth it for nice moments like this.

- Yup...although now I owe Zuri five bucks, I thought you wouldn't last three days –he confessed.-

- Huh?

- She said you wouldn't last three weeks... -he chuckled.-

- That girl...
















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Spanking fanfiction/one-shot compilation on Disney's "Jessie", one of my favorite TV shows ever.

* Warning: This story might contain (more like WILL CONTAIN) scenes involving spanking of minors. Don't like, don't read. No sexual stuff or blood, though, it will be purely disciplinary-parental spanking, which I still don't support/approve of in real life, by the way.

I loooooove this show and I'm watching it for the millionth time since it aired, and since episode 1 I sensed the "spanko potential" behind it, I just love the characters and the relationship between them, especially Jessie and the kids, so this stories (which I haven't fully defined) will most likely depict her as the authority figure.

Enjoy!

Notes:

Note: This is a one-shot based on one of the episodes from season 1 in which Zuri (the youngest of the four kids, played by Skai Jackson)becomes very fond of a tree that's planted at Central Park's playground. In said episode (I can't remember the number), a girl staples an advertisement to the tree's bark and Zuri becomes furious, so she actually goes to the park at night to guard the tree. Pete (goofy police officer who happens to know the Rosses) calls Jessie and tells her about Zuri being alone in the park hugging Branchy (that's how she calls the tree). Jessie goes to the park and practically tries dragging Zuri back into the hotel, but the stubborn girl screams every time Jessie tries to detach her from the tree, so they transplant it into a pot and "adopt" it, taking it with them to the penthouse. I decided to give things a slight twist in this one-shot, since Zuri always gets away with everything, hehehe.I chose to rate this story as Mature because of the spanking scenes. This work can be found on Wattpad, also written by me


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