We have a new concierge at the entrance of an ordinary panel house. But, not a grandmother, as you thought, but an 18-year-old girl. I will describe this girl. This is pretty, not beautiful, but pretty nerd girl with glasses. Since the summer holidays were going on, the girl apparently just wanted to make some money and found such a job, to be a concierge. So we would not touch each other if it were not for the fact that my parents leave in the summer, leaving me alone. Of course, I was already an adult and it seems like a second-year student, but this is only on paper, and I often do not behave consciously.

While my parents were away, I often went out to smoke on the stairwell or on the balcony. Since no one smokes on the floor, there was no ashtray on the staircase, but I was afraid to throw a cigarette butt, I was terribly afraid because I was always paranoid and lined up in my head a model, according to which the cigarette butt would go bankrupt. It was already evening and I went out to smoke on the stairwell, and, having finished, I threw the cigarette butt down the stairs, when suddenly a surprise appeared. I did not hear her rise, but, most importantly, when I saw her, I heard her calm, conscious voice for the first time.

“And now I took it and raised it!”, She said, standing on the landing below, near the butt.

I silently went down and lifted the cigarette butt.

“There!” She said, pointing to the garbage disposal.

I threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray below the floor.

“Sorry, I will not do this again,” I said, in a slightly regretful voice.

“You pig, but do you think others should clean, right?”

"not. I have to clean ... "

"Here you go! So go for a bowl of water and a rag. I wait for you here"

I went home, poured a huge plastic basin with water, took a rag and brought it all to the stairwell. This girl was “hands on the sides” and on her very intelligent and clever face there was a slight and pleasant smile that was felt a bit, but it’s probably not a smile, but just such a calm state of face. She was wearing some kind of zip-up blouse, shorts and flip-flops.

“Mine!”, She said, pointing her finger at the landing on which the bull had fallen.

I took a rag, wetted it in a basin of water and began to scour the area. All the time while I was washing the site, she stood silently and looked at me, watching how I tried. When I washed the entire area, she pointed with her finger to the step below.

"Further ... further ..."

I went down and began to wipe down one step lower than this area.

“Nothing ... nothing ... still wash! The night is long ... If you throw the master, then be there and remove "

So I went down lower and lower, and she silently stood on the step above, intently supervising how I work. I did not ask any questions, did not say anything, I just obeyed her and did as she says. Coming down with me, she always stood on a step higher than the one I had, and therefore her feet were always in front of my face. Oh god What beautiful legs this girl has! I scrubbed every step and every pad with special diligence, but I only thought about those beautiful legs that were ten centimeters from my face. By her behavior and appearance, it was even impossible to assume that she had a very sexy body, and especially her feet. She has a model legs. That's what makes culture and outlook on life do to people that even girls with a stunning body can hide their natural beauty. I remember her every finger, every line of a bend, her heels and how they looked sexy in these flips. While I washed every step, it was the only thing I admired, then it was on these ideal female legs.

As a result, I washed the entire staircase of the entire entrance, after which it washed me all the floors, wiped all the garbage disposal covers, scrubbed the walls in some places. So I worked up to 5 o'clock. Then she took me to my floor, where I threw the goby, then took my hands and began to tie me to the pipe. I did not resist. Why? I dont know.Because she does it with me and so it is necessary, and for some reason I could not do anything.

"What is this for?"

“You were badly raised in childhood, so you have to teach you a lesson ...”

She tied my hands tightly to the pipe just above my head. She very tightly tied my hands, and I could not do anything with these.

“Of course, at this age, it is very difficult to re-educate, but you can ...”, she said, after which she dropped her pants and underwear from me, “you need to understand that for your deed there will be punishment in any case ...”

“Uh !!! Do not !!! ”, I began to squirm as much, but could not, like how my hands were tightly attached to the pipe. I could do nothing but stand tied to a pipe on a staircase with my pants down.

“This will be your lesson! When someone passes, you will say that you are punished for throwing cigarette butts in the stairwell. I will set you free in the morning. ”

"Do not!!! Let me go!!!"

"Not. wait, ”she said and went downstairs.

Somewhere around 7-8 on the stairs a woman came downstairs, which apparently was stunned when she saw that I was attached to the battery and my glaring bare ass. I was ready to explode with shame, but could not do anything. I just endured from the inside, burned, squeezed out when I realized that now I was standing in front of this woman with a bare booty and tied to a pipe.

"So!? What is this ??? ", said a young pretty business woman of about 30," Young man, do you need help ?? !!! "

"I was punished for throwing bulls in the stairwell"

“Wow! Oh really!? Justice prevailed !? It's time to go ... ", she said, laughing a little," That's it! Fine! It is right! Stand still, young man, go ahead and think about your behavior! I will not untie you ... I hope, young man, that you are aware of everything ... "

“And who punished you like that, by the way?”

"Concierge"

"This girl here is this one below? !!"

"Yes"

"Oh wow!!! Wow!! Hahah! ”, The woman laughed with a stronger laugh,“ Is it the same? We need to somehow thank the girl and ask her to put all of you who are in the doorway next to her and also to think about your behavior ... "

The woman, laughing a little, went further along the staircase, and I was left standing with my bare ass tied to the pipe. Then there was a guy from the upper floors.

"What is that???"

"I was punished for throwing cigarette butts in the stairwell"

"BUT!! It is right! That's right! ”Said the man and went further down the stairs.

I was saved by the fact that there is an elevator and more often people rode the elevator than walked. I stood for another half hour, until some aunt passed by me.

“What kind of surprises are there ??”, she said, appreciating my bare ass, “Who the hell are you?”

"I was punished for throwing cigarette butts in the stairwell"

“That's right! All of you, pigs, you must also put in order to respect cleanliness! ”, She said and went down the stairs. In general, soon, not only our house knew how to punish at this entrance for throwing gobies. At 9 o'clock in the morning, when the change of this young concierge was over, she came to set me free.

"Well? Have you thought well of everything !? ”

"Yes! I will never do that again !!! Never! I will never throw more motes past the trash can !!! Forgive me!"

“I wanted to give you a general court of this house, having convened a meeting on the subject of“ pigs in the stairwell, ”but decided to give you a chance”

She cut the ropes on my hands and added:

“If I catch you again at this occupation, you will not find it enough ... I will lock you in the room where the garbage is dumped, and you will sit there all night, I promise you that ...” , a bit like the voice of a young teacher, "Now go and think again about your behavior"

"I will not do this again!" Excuse me please!"

“We will assume that you suffered a well-deserved punishment. Everything is free ... "

I ran home while putting on pants. Never in my life have I ever thrown garbage past the places for garbage, and if I did not get on the street, I would return and pick it up. This girl reeducated my mind, and I realized how badly I behaved. ;)

Russian Railways 2011

“The more I am a sheep, the more she is a wolf,” the principle of the Russian Railways.

Author's e-mail: freepis @ mail. ru