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Kayla's father was an old fashioned man who held complete authority in his house and enforced said authority with bare bottom spankings as needed. Kayla hasn't been spanked in several years and figured as she had turned 18 last month she was probably too old for spankings anyways.
She learned the error of her ways one Sunday afternoon as she and her parents were doing some gardening and yard work. While in the garage Kayla was lifting a trowel back onto its hook on the wall above her head. When she lifted her arms over her head her shirt came up a little. Just enough to reveal the unmistakable glint of a belly button piercing at the exact moment Kayla's father walked in the garage pushing a wheelbarrow of top soil.
"WHAT IS THAT, YOUNG LADY?!" he thundered, startling Kayla a bit. "What do you mean Daddy?" Replied Kayla innocently. Her father lunged forward and seized the bottom of her shirt front and yanked it up enough to get a clear look of the small belly button ring hanging on Kayla's naval. Kayla had just gotten it after her birthday last month with a few friends.
"This is unacceptable, Kayla! You know the rules about any kind of body modifications while you are living in this house. I know very well you didn't forget which means you openly defied me." Kayla's father said as he reached for his belt and started unfastening the clasp. Kayla saw this and her mouth went dry as a lump formed in her stomach and her eyes teared up immediately. She knew what was coming.
"N no please daddy! Not the belt, I'm too old now!" She choked out as he swiftly pulled the belt from his pants with one quick motion and an ominous, sharp Fwwiipp sound. "As long as you live under my roof there is no such thing as too old. Now drop your pants and bend over here!" Her father replied folding the belt over and pointing at the center of the open garage. Kayla was steadily crying now as she tried with one last ditch effort to get out of the spanking coming her way.
"B but mom said I could g get it!" Kayla yelled out. "Did she now?" Her father replied looking thoughtful, "Let me go see what she has to say for herself. But in the meantime you will pull those pants down and wait right in the corner there next to the door. You're getting your bottom blistered for defying me either way but I want to have a word with your mother first."
15 minutes later Kayla still waited by the garage door with her pants down waiting anxiously for her Father to return and make good on his promise. Meanwhile on the other side of the garage wall she can hear the unmistakable sound of a bare bottom belt whipping alongside the yelps, cries, shouted out apologies and promises of her mother as she is taught her own lesson about defying her husband. Right in the backyard. Kayla is next.
Erica and Allison were best friends and were going to be roommates in college. In fact today is the big moving day to the dorms. Erica has her mom's old minivan so she is going to go pick up Allison and drive them the couple hours to the university.
Erica pulled up to the driveway in that quiet suburban neighborhood and got out of the van. As she did she paused. She heard a strange sound. A muffled repeated whapping sound followed by a wailing or howling. Erica listened for a few moments and realized it was coming from inside the house. "Maybe they're watching a war movie or something." Erica thought as she closed the van door and started walking to the front door.
By the time she reached the front door the sound had stopped. But as she approached she could make out a deep voice, Allison's dad Mr Miller, saying something. He sounded a bit angry to Erica. Nonetheless Erica rang the doorbell and waited. Mrs Miller answered the door after a few moments with a smile and greeted Erica. "Hi Erica sweetie! Allison will be down in a couple minutes if you could just wait" she was cut off by Mr Miller in the kitchen. "Nonsense, come on up to the kitchen Erica, have some breakfast."
Mrs Miller smiled sheepishly and gestures Erica in. Erica walked up to the kitchen and as she entered what she saw shocked her. There in the corner of the room next to the table stood Allison facing the wall with her skirt lifted up and her panties down to just below her butt. Which was the most shocking thing of all. Allison's bottom was bright red and slightly mottled. Mr Miller smiled at Erica from where he sat. "Good morning, Erica. Please sit down. As you can see Allison and I just got done having a discussion about her bad attitude towards her mother this morning. I know this must be shocking as I'm sure Allison never told her friends that in this household discipline is maintained through bare bottom spankings. Hehe not exactly something you want to tell your high school friends. I thought you should know now though since you girls will be roommates after today and there may be times I will have to come up to the university to discipline Allison in this way. And I wouldn't want it to be a shock to you then."
The whole time Mr Miller was talking Erica couldn't take her eyes off of Allison. From where she sat she could see that Allison's face was nearly as red as her bottom and she had tears in her cheeks still. Erica just couldn't believe that her friend was still spanked like a child. And that it would continue during college in their dorm occasionally. "Anyways" continued Mr Miller. " Please, enjoy some breakfast. Allison has a few more minutes where she's at then you girls can load up and head to school"
Erica and Allison were best friends and were going to be roommates in college. In fact today is the big moving day to the dorms. Erica has her mom's old minivan so she is going to go pick up Allison and drive them the couple hours to the university.
Erica pulled up to the driveway in that quiet suburban neighborhood and got out of the van. As she did she paused. She heard a strange sound. A muffled repeated whapping sound followed by a wailing or howling. Erica listened for a few moments and realized it was coming from inside the house. "Maybe they're watching a war movie or something." Erica thought as she closed the van door and started walking to the front door.
By the time she reached the front door the sound had stopped. But as she approached she could make out a deep voice, Allison's dad Mr Miller, saying something. He sounded a bit angry to Erica. Nonetheless Erica rang the doorbell and waited. Mrs Miller answered the door after a few moments with a smile and greeted Erica. "Hi Erica sweetie! Allison will be down in a couple minutes if you could just wait" she was cut off by Mr Miller in the kitchen. "Nonsense, come on up to the kitchen Erica, have some breakfast."
Mrs Miller smiled sheepishly and gestures Erica in. Erica walked up to the kitchen and as she entered what she saw shocked her. There in the corner of the room next to the table stood Allison facing the wall with her skirt lifted up and her panties down to just below her butt. Which was the most shocking thing of all. Allison's bottom was bright red and slightly mottled. Mr Miller smiled at Erica from where he sat. "Good morning, Erica. Please sit down. As you can see Allison and I just got done having a discussion about her bad attitude towards her mother this morning. I know this must be shocking as I'm sure Allison never told her friends that in this household discipline is maintained through bare bottom spankings. Hehe not exactly something you want to tell your high school friends. I thought you should know now though since you girls will be roommates after today and there may be times I will have to come up to the university to discipline Allison in this way. And I wouldn't want it to be a shock to you then."
The whole time Mr Miller was talking Erica couldn't take her eyes off of Allison. From where she sat she could see that Allison's face was nearly as red as her bottom and she had tears in her cheeks still. Erica just couldn't believe that her friend was still spanked like a child. And that it would continue during college in their dorm occasionally. "Anyways" continued Mr Miller. " Please, enjoy some breakfast. Allison has a few more minutes where she's at then you girls can load up and head to school"
Haley's step-mom hosted a fundraising event every year through their church. The proceeds went to families in need around the community. The event always had a big turnout as there were games, food, drinks and live music. This one was no exception. Pretty much everyone from their small town was there.
Haley grew up in a strict old fashioned religious household. Her mother passed when she was a baby and her father remarried Helen. Helen was a ruthless disciplinarian and never hesitated to put Haley over her knee when it was required. Haley is only 2 months away from her 21st birthday and home from college. While in college she started to rebel a bit and had started drinking. Even going so far to get a fake ID. It was this fake ID that Helen was using to order herself drinks at the fundraiser. She had gotten away with it twice and was now ordering herself another drink when she felt a hard tug on her right ear.
"What are you doing, young lady?!" Helen yelled, dragging Haley away from the bar. "Oh ooohhh my earrr it hurrttsss!" Squeaked Haley, hardly noticing as she was dragged through the crowds of milling people, towards an unoccupied chair in the middle of the event hall. "Don't you worry about your ear, girl! Your bottom is going to be hurting much worse very soon! Drinking underage with a fake ID! Your going to learn a very memorable lesson today, my dear!" Stormed Helen as she sat in the chair and yanked Haley forcibly over her lap. Haley was already crying from shame and humiliation, but it was only going to get worse. Helen swiftly lifted Haley's dress above her bottom and with practiced hands yanked down her thong all the way to the ankles.
"A thong? Well I guess we'll have to add that to your punishment as well. Decent young ladies don't wear thongs to church events." And with that Helen began a solid steady tempo of slaps on Haley's bare bottom. Haley's face was already scarlet and her bottom was quickly beginning to match. Tears streamed down her face and she wailed as more and more onlookers came to see the commotion. After a few minutes Helen paused and surveyed her work. "No this won't do." She mused. And then speaking loudly to all those within earshot she said the worst thing Haley could imagine.
"Does anyone have a belt I could borrow?"
Haley's step-mom hosted a fundraising event every year through their church. The proceeds went to families in need around the community. The event always had a big turnout as there were games, food, drinks and live music. This one was no exception. Pretty much everyone from their small town was there.
Haley grew up in a strict old fashioned religious household. Her mother passed when she was a baby and her father remarried Helen. Helen was a ruthless disciplinarian and never hesitated to put Haley over her knee when it was required. Haley is only 2 months away from her 21st birthday and home from college. While in college she started to rebel a bit and had started drinking. Even going so far to get a fake ID. It was this fake ID that Helen was using to order herself drinks at the fundraiser. She had gotten away with it twice and was now ordering herself another drink when she felt a hard tug on her right ear.
"What are you doing, young lady?!" Helen yelled, dragging Haley away from the bar. "Oh ooohhh my earrr it hurrttsss!" Squeaked Haley, hardly noticing as she was dragged through the crowds of milling people, towards an unoccupied chair in the middle of the event hall. "Don't you worry about your ear, girl! Your bottom is going to be hurting much worse very soon! Drinking underage with a fake ID! Your going to learn a very memorable lesson today, my dear!" Stormed Helen as she sat in the chair and yanked Haley forcibly over her lap. Haley was already crying from shame and humiliation, but it was only going to get worse. Helen swiftly lifted Haley's dress above her bottom and with practiced hands yanked down her thong all the way to the ankles.
"A thong? Well I guess we'll have to add that to your punishment as well. Decent young ladies don't wear thongs to church events." And with that Helen began a solid steady tempo of slaps on Haley's bare bottom. Haley's face was already scarlet and her bottom was quickly beginning to match. Tears streamed down her face and she wailed as more and more onlookers came to see the commotion. After a few minutes Helen paused and surveyed her work. "No this won't do." She mused. And then speaking loudly to all those within earshot she said the worst thing Haley could imagine.
"Does anyone have a belt I could borrow?"
Jack was enjoying time home from college with his family at their annual memorial Day BBQ. As everyone was outside the phone rang inside the house and Jacks dad disappeared through the sliding glass door to answer it. Grumbling about getting a call on the holiday. Jack went inside a few minutes later to get more ice. As Jack entered his dad was still on the phone and made eye contact with Jack. And when he did Jack felt his stomach drop. His father had that look in his eyes that Jack knew all too well. The look that preceded a few days of uncomfortable sitting for Jack.
"Yes, yes I do understand how serious this situation is. Trust me it will be handled promptly. No I assure you after today there won't be any more issues. No thank You for letting me know. Take care now." And with that Jack's dad hung up the receiver. The whole time he'd been speaking since Jack entered the house his eyes had bored into Jacks with strict anger holding Jack paralyzed with foreboding. "Do you know that was?" Asked Jack's father as he took a step towards Jack. "N no" began Jack before his father cut him off with an icy hard tone "It was your dean of academics at the school I pay so much for you to attend. She says you haven't been attending your classes regularly and are one missed class away from academic probation. She was kind enough to call and try and prevent this outcome. And that's just what we're going to do. Strip down to your underwear you're getting a serious thrashing today young man."
Jack couldn't believe his ears. He hasn't been spanked since his junior year of highschool when he was 15. He was now 18. "No dad I'm way too old for that!" Jack blurted out. "Plus the whole family is here." He added. With that Jack's dad looked outside thoughtfully before his eyes hardened with a resolute look. "You're half right, boy. The whole family is here. But as far as you being too old to go over my knee? Not by a long shot young man. Now get those clothes off in the next 15 seconds or you will severely regret it." Jack felt a sudden burst of what he thought was righteous defiance and with as much confidence as he could muster said "No, dad that's ridicu- OOH OOH OOH STOPPPPP"
His defiance didn't last long as his father, moving quicker than Jack thought he could, lunged forward and got a good grip on Jack's ear, which he now twisted painfully with one hand as he yanked down jacks loose basketball shorts with the other. Then he landed a few hard swats on the seat of Jacks briefs with his free hand as Jack danced in a circle his with his shorts around his ankles. WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP " Jack's resistance quickly crumbled as he exclaimed " OUCH OUCH OKAY DAD!! I'll listen. I'm sorry. Letgo of my earrrrrrr!!" As soon as his father loosened his grip on his ear Jack began lifting his shirt over his head and stepped completely out of his shorts. Next he went to start removing his shoes but his father stopped him. "No keep those on. You will need them."
Jack didn't have much time to ponder what his dad meant as he was now being led by his ear by his father. But to Jack's dread they were not heading towards Jacks bedroom as he had expected but towards the sliding glass door to the back patio where his mom was sitting with the rest of his extended family. Grandparents, aunts and uncles and his cousins. "Since you want to disturb the family holiday with your irresponsible behavior they can all see your punishment. This will be the most memorable lesson of your life to this point I do believe" Jacks dad lectured as he reached out and opened the sliding door with a loud whoosh.
Jack could hardly process the quizzical looks of his family as he was pulled out into the backyard by his ear in only his white briefs and his shoes. He could hear snickering as some of his cousins as they saw his underwear. "Sorry for the disturbance everyone." Jack's father said sitting down in a patio chair leaving Jack standing red faced beside him. "Jack here can't be trusted to go to class at that expensive college I pay for. And since his bad behavior is affecting our time together I thought it only right you all share in his punishment. Now hold still boy" and with that Jack's dad hooked his thumbs through the waistband of Jacks briefs and unceremoniously yanked them down right there in front of everyone. The whole family could clearly see Jacks naked penis and testicles. Jack could hardly breath as his father pulled him by his arm over his knees so now everyone had a nice angle to view his upturned pale bare bottom.
"Oh before I begin." Jack's dad said looking at Jacks cousin Amanda who was a senior in highschool. "Can you get me the big wooden bath brush from the bathroom sweetie?" Jack had often picked on Amanda growing up. So it was no surprise to Jack that when he peeked at her from where his head was hanging that she had a maniacal grin on her face as she replied "My pleasure"
Jack was enjoying time home from college with his family at their annual memorial Day BBQ. As everyone was outside the phone rang inside the house and Jacks dad disappeared through the sliding glass door to answer it. Grumbling about getting a call on the holiday. Jack went inside a few minutes later to get more ice. As Jack entered his dad was still on the phone and made eye contact with Jack. And when he did Jack felt his stomach drop. His father had that look in his eyes that Jack knew all too well. The look that preceded a few days of uncomfortable sitting for Jack.
"Yes, yes I do understand how serious this situation is. Trust me it will be handled promptly. No I assure you after today there won't be any more issues. No thank You for letting me know. Take care now." And with that Jack's dad hung up the receiver. The whole time he'd been speaking since Jack entered the house his eyes had bored into Jacks with strict anger holding Jack paralyzed with foreboding. "Do you know that was?" Asked Jack's father as he took a step towards Jack. "N no" began Jack before his father cut him off with an icy hard tone "It was your dean of academics at the school I pay so much for you to attend. She says you haven't been attending your classes regularly and are one missed class away from academic probation. She was kind enough to call and try and prevent this outcome. And that's just what we're going to do. Strip down to your underwear you're getting a serious thrashing today young man."
Jack couldn't believe his ears. He hasn't been spanked since his junior year of highschool when he was 15. He was now 18. "No dad I'm way too old for that!" Jack blurted out. "Plus the whole family is here." He added. With that Jack's dad looked outside thoughtfully before his eyes hardened with a resolute look. "You're half right, boy. The whole family is here. But as far as you being too old to go over my knee? Not by a long shot young man. Now get those clothes off in the next 15 seconds or you will severely regret it." Jack felt a sudden burst of what he thought was righteous defiance and with as much confidence as he could muster said "No, dad that's ridicu- OOH OOH OOH STOPPPPP"
His defiance didn't last long as his father, moving quicker than Jack thought he could, lunged forward and got a good grip on Jack's ear, which he now twisted painfully with one hand as he yanked down jacks loose basketball shorts with the other. Then he landed a few hard swats on the seat of Jacks briefs with his free hand as Jack danced in a circle his with his shorts around his ankles. WHAP WHAP WHAP WHAP " Jack's resistance quickly crumbled as he exclaimed " OUCH OUCH OKAY DAD!! I'll listen. I'm sorry. Letgo of my earrrrrrr!!" As soon as his father loosened his grip on his ear Jack began lifting his shirt over his head and stepped completely out of his shorts. Next he went to start removing his shoes but his father stopped him. "No keep those on. You will need them."
Jack didn't have much time to ponder what his dad meant as he was now being led by his ear by his father. But to Jack's dread they were not heading towards Jacks bedroom as he had expected but towards the sliding glass door to the back patio where his mom was sitting with the rest of his extended family. Grandparents, aunts and uncles and his cousins. "Since you want to disturb the family holiday with your irresponsible behavior they can all see your punishment. This will be the most memorable lesson of your life to this point I do believe" Jacks dad lectured as he reached out and opened the sliding door with a loud whoosh.
Jack could hardly process the quizzical looks of his family as he was pulled out into the backyard by his ear in only his white briefs and his shoes. He could hear snickering as some of his cousins as they saw his underwear. "Sorry for the disturbance everyone." Jack's father said sitting down in a patio chair leaving Jack standing red faced beside him. "Jack here can't be trusted to go to class at that expensive college I pay for. And since his bad behavior is affecting our time together I thought it only right you all share in his punishment. Now hold still boy" and with that Jack's dad hooked his thumbs through the waistband of Jacks briefs and unceremoniously yanked them down right there in front of everyone. The whole family could clearly see Jacks naked penis and testicles. Jack could hardly breath as his father pulled him by his arm over his knees so now everyone had a nice angle to view his upturned pale bare bottom.
"Oh before I begin." Jack's dad said looking at Jacks cousin Amanda who was a senior in highschool. "Can you get me the big wooden bath brush from the bathroom sweetie?" Jack had often picked on Amanda growing up. So it was no surprise to Jack that when he peeked at her from where his head was hanging that she had a maniacal grin on her face as she replied "My pleasure"
It was Alexis' high school graduation party and she had invited all of her friends and family to celebrate. Her parents had a nice home with a large in ground pool and a large finished basement for the young graduates to hang out indoors. Alexis lived in a strict household and wasn't allowed to drink or smoke weed. Normally she didn't do those things anyways but she wanted to let loose for her graduation party so she had a friend bring over a few bottles of liquor and a case of beer. Then she had the cute stoner boy, Luke, that Alexis had a crush on bring over some weed. Alexis hid the liquor bottles and weed under the couch cushions and the beer in a closet. The plan was to take them out after the adults started to leave and head home and Alexis' parents went to lay down.
Everything was going perfectly. All the teens went swimming and hung outside in the back yard throughout the day and evening. Then the sun started to dip and they started to migrate inside to the basement. Many still wearing their swimsuits and a towel, including Alexis. They hung out down there and played games, gossiped and talked about their future plans and upcoming freedom as new adults. In this way they waited until there wasn't any noise coming from upstairs anymore and they figured the coast was clear. Alexis dug out the hidden contraband and held it over her head triumphantly saying boisterously, "Now its time to realllyyyy partayyyyy!" As all her friends and a few cousins cheered.
Amid all the yelling they haven't heard Alexis' dad coming down the stairs to say goodnight. He had opened the basement door while all the teens were still cheering at the liquor and weed in his daughters arms held high over her head. Alexis had her back to the door and consequently to her father so had no idea anything was a miss until she noticed the cheering and beaming faces all around her had started to change to looks of concerns and maybe even fear and then a few people pointed behind her. Alexis turned her head slowly around to see her father standing there with his arms crossed and a very angry look on his face. "So this is what you're up to down here? Drinking and doing drugs in MY house?! Inviting all your underage friends over here to get drunk and stoned so if anything happens to them it's on my head? Alexis stood looking at her father with dread and shame as he lectured her there in front of all her friends and cousins. "I know we raised you better than this. We young lady, anything to say for yourself?" Alexis looked down at her feet meekly with the contraband still in her hands hanging limply at her sides. "I I'm so sorry, d daddy" she mumbled so softly it was basically imperceptible.
"Sorry? No you're not sorry, at least not yet. But you will be. Come stand here, NOW." Replied Alexis' father, harshly, pointing at the floor directly in front of him. Alexis shuffled forward and stood where he commanded. When she reached the point she was directed to her father reached out and snatched her towel off of her torso revealing her swimsuit clad body and said, "Now wait here. And you better not move an inch until I tell you too." With that he briskly turned and stomped up the stairs. In the basement you could have heard a pin drop as all the teenagers looked at each other and at Alexis nervously, not sure what to expect. After a couple minutes spent in this nervous silence they could hear Alexis' father stomping down the stairs again. He emerged through the basement doorway holding a small wooden paddle. At the sight of it Alexis wailed "Noooo daddyyyyy pleasssse not thaaaattt!" As her eyes filled with tears. "Anything but that! All my friends are heeerrreee!" She continued as her father cooly walked towards her. "You should have thought about that before you openly defied the rules of this household and therefore disrespected your mother and I. It sure seemed like you wanted to give your little friends a show while you were dancing around flaunting your Drugs and Alcohol. Which I'll be taking now by the way." He said as he reached out his free hand for the contraband. As Alexis handed it to him, tears already streaming down her eyes. "But as I was still ng, since you want to give them a show you can give them one hell of a show now. Pull your bikini bottoms down to your knees and bend over, hands on the steps here. And if you argue anymore it will be much worse for you."
Realizing she had no alternative Alexis slowly began reaching for her bikini bottoms and even slower started lowering them in almost slow motion revealing her bottom one millimeter at a time to the crowd of teens gathered behind her. "Quit stalling, Alexis, unless you want to remove your top as well." Her father snapped, prompting Alexis hurriedly jerk her bikini bottom the rest of the way down to her knees and assume the position as instructed with a stifled sob. And with that her father stepped to Alexis' left side and took his time looking at and addressing the crowd of teens. "See what happens in this house when brats want to act too big for their britches? They get them taken down and spanked on their bare bottoms. I don't know how your parents deal with your misbehavior at home but you can all expect that they will be receiving phone calls in the morning about this incident. Hopefully at least a few of you will also be sleeping on your stomachs for a few nights. I know Alexis will be."
Once he has finished speaking Alexis' father turned and faced his daughter's bottom and without anymore ceremony lifted the paddle high and brought it down hard on the presented target. A resounding CRACK echoed in the basement followed immediately by a sharp scream from Alexis. Her father continued with a rapid rhythm of shorter swats with barely any time in between. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK went the paddle on the bare white flesh of Alexis' bottom. Soon the white turned pink and then red and then red with purple mottling as the girl writhed, squirmed, squealed and cried out in pain, trying in vain to stay perfectly positioned to avoid making her father any more angry.
After what felt like an eternity of excruciating bottom searing agony for Alexis, but had only been about 2-3 minutes the even tempo of the paddle halted. Alexis felt her father's hand on her bottom probing the mottled bruises appearing on her thrashed bottom none too gently. "Do you think you've learned your lesson, young lady?" He asked still pressing his fingers against a nice dark bruise. "Y y y yes d d daddy!" she stuttered and choked out between sobs, tears streaming from her eyes down her crimson cheeks and off her chin to the floor below. "And what do you all think? Has she learned her lesson?" Her father asked turning to address the assembled teenagers. They all mumbled or nodded affirmative too shocked and scared to do much else. Some were probably even imaging a similar fate for their bottoms when their parents heard the news.
"Well that settles it I guess." Said Alexis' father patting her bare bottom with his had a few times. "Now you can stay as you are for a half hour and then when I return you will wrap the party up and everyone can head home." He then turned and walked out of the basement leaving his thoroughly spanked and shamed daughter bent over with her ravaged bottom on display to the mix of young boys and girls in the basement. Though she was humiliated beyond belief Alexis knew better than to move from the position she had been left in until her father released her. So she cried almost silently and endured the longest 30 minutes of her life.
It was Alexis' high school graduation party and she had invited all of her friends and family to celebrate. Her parents had a nice home with a large in ground pool and a large finished basement for the young graduates to hang out indoors. Alexis lived in a strict household and wasn't allowed to drink or smoke weed. Normally she didn't do those things anyways but she wanted to let loose for her graduation party so she had a friend bring over a few bottles of liquor and a case of beer. Then she had the cute stoner boy, Luke, that Alexis had a crush on bring over some weed. Alexis hid the liquor bottles and weed under the couch cushions and the beer in a closet. The plan was to take them out after the adults started to leave and head home and Alexis' parents went to lay down.
Everything was going perfectly. All the teens went swimming and hung outside in the back yard throughout the day and evening. Then the sun started to dip and they started to migrate inside to the basement. Many still wearing their swimsuits and a towel, including Alexis. They hung out down there and played games, gossiped and talked about their future plans and upcoming freedom as new adults. In this way they waited until there wasn't any noise coming from upstairs anymore and they figured the coast was clear. Alexis dug out the hidden contraband and held it over her head triumphantly saying boisterously, "Now its time to realllyyyy partayyyyy!" As all her friends and a few cousins cheered.
Amid all the yelling they haven't heard Alexis' dad coming down the stairs to say goodnight. He had opened the basement door while all the teens were still cheering at the liquor and weed in his daughters arms held high over her head. Alexis had her back to the door and consequently to her father so had no idea anything was a miss until she noticed the cheering and beaming faces all around her had started to change to looks of concerns and maybe even fear and then a few people pointed behind her. Alexis turned her head slowly around to see her father standing there with his arms crossed and a very angry look on his face. "So this is what you're up to down here? Drinking and doing drugs in MY house?! Inviting all your underage friends over here to get drunk and stoned so if anything happens to them it's on my head? Alexis stood looking at her father with dread and shame as he lectured her there in front of all her friends and cousins. "I know we raised you better than this. We young lady, anything to say for yourself?" Alexis looked down at her feet meekly with the contraband still in her hands hanging limply at her sides. "I I'm so sorry, d daddy" she mumbled so softly it was basically imperceptible.
"Sorry? No you're not sorry, at least not yet. But you will be. Come stand here, NOW." Replied Alexis' father, harshly, pointing at the floor directly in front of him. Alexis shuffled forward and stood where he commanded. When she reached the point she was directed to her father reached out and snatched her towel off of her torso revealing her swimsuit clad body and said, "Now wait here. And you better not move an inch until I tell you too." With that he briskly turned and stomped up the stairs. In the basement you could have heard a pin drop as all the teenagers looked at each other and at Alexis nervously, not sure what to expect. After a couple minutes spent in this nervous silence they could hear Alexis' father stomping down the stairs again. He emerged through the basement doorway holding a small wooden paddle. At the sight of it Alexis wailed "Noooo daddyyyyy pleasssse not thaaaattt!" As her eyes filled with tears. "Anything but that! All my friends are heeerrreee!" She continued as her father cooly walked towards her. "You should have thought about that before you openly defied the rules of this household and therefore disrespected your mother and I. It sure seemed like you wanted to give your little friends a show while you were dancing around flaunting your Drugs and Alcohol. Which I'll be taking now by the way." He said as he reached out his free hand for the contraband. As Alexis handed it to him, tears already streaming down her eyes. "But as I was still ng, since you want to give them a show you can give them one hell of a show now. Pull your bikini bottoms down to your knees and bend over, hands on the steps here. And if you argue anymore it will be much worse for you."
Realizing she had no alternative Alexis slowly began reaching for her bikini bottoms and even slower started lowering them in almost slow motion revealing her bottom one millimeter at a time to the crowd of teens gathered behind her. "Quit stalling, Alexis, unless you want to remove your top as well." Her father snapped, prompting Alexis hurriedly jerk her bikini bottom the rest of the way down to her knees and assume the position as instructed with a stifled sob. And with that her father stepped to Alexis' left side and took his time looking at and addressing the crowd of teens. "See what happens in this house when brats want to act too big for their britches? They get them taken down and spanked on their bare bottoms. I don't know how your parents deal with your misbehavior at home but you can all expect that they will be receiving phone calls in the morning about this incident. Hopefully at least a few of you will also be sleeping on your stomachs for a few nights. I know Alexis will be."
Once he has finished speaking Alexis' father turned and faced his daughter's bottom and without anymore ceremony lifted the paddle high and brought it down hard on the presented target. A resounding CRACK echoed in the basement followed immediately by a sharp scream from Alexis. Her father continued with a rapid rhythm of shorter swats with barely any time in between. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK went the paddle on the bare white flesh of Alexis' bottom. Soon the white turned pink and then red and then red with purple mottling as the girl writhed, squirmed, squealed and cried out in pain, trying in vain to stay perfectly positioned to avoid making her father any more angry.
After what felt like an eternity of excruciating bottom searing agony for Alexis, but had only been about 2-3 minutes the even tempo of the paddle halted. Alexis felt her father's hand on her bottom probing the mottled bruises appearing on her thrashed bottom none too gently. "Do you think you've learned your lesson, young lady?" He asked still pressing his fingers against a nice dark bruise. "Y y y yes d d daddy!" she stuttered and choked out between sobs, tears streaming from her eyes down her crimson cheeks and off her chin to the floor below. "And what do you all think? Has she learned her lesson?" Her father asked turning to address the assembled teenagers. They all mumbled or nodded affirmative too shocked and scared to do much else. Some were probably even imaging a similar fate for their bottoms when their parents heard the news.
"Well that settles it I guess." Said Alexis' father patting her bare bottom with his had a few times. "Now you can stay as you are for a half hour and then when I return you will wrap the party up and everyone can head home." He then turned and walked out of the basement leaving his thoroughly spanked and shamed daughter bent over with her ravaged bottom on display to the mix of young boys and girls in the basement. Though she was humiliated beyond belief Alexis knew better than to move from the position she had been left in until her father released her. So she cried almost silently and endured the longest 30 minutes of her life.
Jason stood rooted in place staring at the bizarre spectacle before him. He could hardly believe what he was seeing. Belinda, his new stepmother sat on the couch in her luxurious home that the recently 18 year old Jason and his father had moved into. Belinda made a killing in the real estate game and was quite wealthy. But it wasn't Belinda that made the scene so extraordinary. Standing before Belinda a little to her left was Jason's father, red faced, head down and naked except for his boxers. She was fully clothed.
It was a Saturday morning and Jason had been woken by an insistent rapping on his door and then his step mother popped her head into the room saying "Jason, dear. Wake up, please and come out to the living room. We're all going to be having a family discussion, you, your father and I. We need to establish a few things it seems. Especially after dinner last night." Jason grumbled something irritably, annoyed at being woken. He was also annoyed at being reminded about dinner last night where Belinda had begun asking him about his plans now that he was 18 and that he would be expected to find a job or go to school while living with her. He hadn't liked being told what to do by his father's new wife and made it quite clear by giving her attitude, generally arguing with her and not hiding the fact that he didn't think much of her and her rules. The way he saw it she wasn't his real mom anyways. Jason's father had somewhat stuck up for him by gently asking his wife to leave it be for now and saying he would talk to Jason himself. This earned him a withering frosty glare from his wife that seemed to make Jason's father squirm uncomfortably in his chair.
When Belinda removed her head from around his doorway Jason started to pull on some sweatpants and a T-shirt and groggily walked out of his room, down the hallway and into the living room where he beheld the scene that left him so transfixed. Belinda smiled as Jason emerged and said, "Ahh there you are Jason! I decided after our argument last night and the way your father failed to support me in regards to rules and authority in this house that I would leave no questions at all as to who is in charge here. Both of you seem to forget that this is My home and I have expectations that will be kept up or there will be consequences. I am going to show you the kind of consequences you can expect so please stand there and remain silent but do pay close attention because of you want to remain living here you will be next." And with that she grabbed Jason's dad by the arm and gently guided him down across her knees and then staring Jason straight in the eyes began to lower his boxers. There was no mistaking the smirk of satisfaction on Belinda's face as she saw the fear in Jason's eyes.
The whole time Jason's father hid his face in shame and didn't say a word. As his boxers were lowered enough to reveal his whole bottom, Jason noticed greenish yellow bruises towards where his thighs and butt meet. Belinda reached over and grabbed a heavy looking black wooden hairbrush that Jason hadn't even noticed sitting on a table next to the couch and raised it high above her head and then with a resounding CRACK that echoed in the spacious living room brought it down hard on the exposed backside of Jason's father. Right on one of the green bruises. "Ahhhhhh!!" cried out Jason's father his head jerking back from where he had it hidden in a pillow. Jason watched in transfixed horror as Belinda raised the brush up and brOught it cracking back down over and over again picking up tempo until she settled on a brisk rhythm that quickly set Jason's father to squirming, kicking and howling in pain. Belinda soon had to wrap one leg over his and pin an arm behind his back as she continued to rain down her furious assault. Jason's father was held helpless as his bottom went from pink to red, and then darkened to nearly purple. The whole time Jason's father screamed out apologies and promises to do as he was told to no evail as Belinda seemed to not hear.
Finally Belinda stopped spanking her husband and gently patted his ravaged bottom as he trembled and cried into the pillow. "There there. We're all done until bedtime. Now get yourself up and get your nose in the corner." She said pointing out the corner she had assigned him to. Jason's dad pushed himself and immediately began rubbing his dark crimson bottom heedless of his exposed genitals. His face was red and tear streaked. He sniffled hard. "Did I say you could rub!?" Demanded Belinda sharply, "get your hands behind your head and get to that corner, NOW. I'm this close to getting the strap from upstairs." She warned holding her well manicured index finger and thumb a centimeter apart. Jason's father made a weak yelp sound and quickly complied, shuffling awkwardly to the corner behind Jason with his boxers now around his ankles and his penis swaying back and forth.
Jason stood where he was feeling numb from what he had just witnessed . But there was another feeling too. One deep down. One that confused Jason to no end. Was he TURNED ON? He didn't have time to process that feeling long because Belinda had turned her attention back to him and was now speaking again. "Well Jason. You've seen what happens to naughty boys in this house when my rules aren't followed or I am disrespected in any way. Unfortunately, you disrespected me last night didn't you?" Belinda didn't wait for a response and continued, "Now then, you have two clear choices. One, you go and begin packing your things immediately and move out today. Or two. You strip down to you underwear as your father was and go over my knee for the same treatment he received. And then from this day forward expect to have your bare bottom spanked any time I deem it necessary while under my roof." The whole time she was speaking to Jason he could feel that stirring feeling in his groin and soon his penis pressed against his sweatpants as it began to fill with blood. Jason quickly put his hands in front of his crotch hoping Belinda wouldn't notice.
"Alright young man, time to decide. Either head back to your room or strip down, NOW!" Belinda said sharpening her tone as she spoke. Jason was mortified and knew it was only going to be worse once Belinda discovered his involuntary erection. But Jason also had no job and nowhere else to go so he knew that he had no real choice but to do as his strict new stepmother said. With shaking hands he reached down and lifted his Tshirt over his head revealing his lean torso still toned from years of sports. Then he reached down and untied his sweatpants as his face turned a deep red. The loose sweatpants, once untied fell down on their own only briefly but noticably getting caught on Jason's stiff penis which was half poking out of the slit in his boxers. Jason immediately reached both hands down to cover it up but not before seeing a flash of amusement on his stepmother's face. "Good choice." Belinda said nodding, "Now step out of those pants and stand here." She pointed where Jason's father stood a little bit ago. Jason did as he was told but kept his hands down by his crotch the whole time. "Get those hands away from there, young man!" Belinda snapped. "Put them behind your head like your father has his.
Jason did as he was told and lifted his hands up away from the front of his boxers and up behind his head where he laced his fingers together. His erect penis now pointed right at Belinda at eye level, only half covered by Jason's boxers. He felt the heat in his face and could not make eye contact with his stepmother who reached out and hooked her thumbs into the waistband of his boxers and forcefully yanked them down causing Jason's penis to momentarily bob down then back up to point at Belinda. Belinda then smiled devilishly as she beheld her now naked stepson and reached up and grabbed Jason's engorged member, tightly eliciting an involuntary moan from the young man. "What is this?!" She demand giving his penis a hard yank. "You truly are a disgusting naughty boy, aren't you? I think you're going to need an even harder spanking than I gave your father. Now come on over and get this thing away from my face!." And with that she pulled on his penis and used it to guide the naked boy over knees where when would remain for the next 25 or 30 minutes.
POV I’m the girl that creates a secret Tumbler because I don’t know how to use my big girl words to tell you what to do with me 🫦
I will put up with an ungodly amount of bullshit if you’re 6’4”+ (193.04+ cm) and have a huge d*ck. This is purely a scientific fact at this point in my life. 🥴
Possessive doms that make you share your location after the first date 🫠
ISO a Daddy that wakes me up to change me into my “daytime collar” before he leaves to go to work 🎀
Daddy telling me in order to please him I’m his free use anal slut now 🤝 me so desperate to hear “good girl” I’m willing to take all of it with no lube 🫠🎀
Text: Pull the panties down and bend over
Me: trips over myself getting somewhere private to obey 🫠
The lengths I will go to hear Daddy say good girl are unhinged 👉🏻👈🏻🫦
Doms that are strong and silent = so hot 🫠
…..now that they’ve all scrolled passed this post…seriously though, wtf they be thinkin??!
Did the Mistress set unobtainabley high standards on purpose 🤔
I feel she did. She wanted to ensure he was paddled good & hard.
“I think we discussed what would happen if you didn’t perform at work to the level I expected you to perform.”