Monday, July 15, 2013

Sunday Night Spanking

Image from JPC World

Alexa kneels in the corner, her hands on her head. She wears nothing but her underwear, and her white panties have been pulled up, wedgie-style, to reveal a hot-pink, well-spanked bottom.

She has been in this humbling position for ten minutes, and will remain so for another ten.

What offense has landed her in this penitent's pose? Disobedience? Disrespect? A bad attitude, perhaps?

No, it's none of these. It just happens to be 7:00 pm on Sunday. The appointed time when--for the past year--Laurel has commanded her to strip to her underwear for her maintenance spanking. A weekly humility check and a reminder of who's in charge.

If it's been a weekly event for so long, why is the pretty 20-year-old brunette blushing so furiously? Isn't she more or less used to this ritual by now?

Why yes, yes she is. What she's definitely not accustomed to is having an audience for the event.  

The doorbell rang while she was removing her clothes. It was her sister and brother-in-law, dropping in for an impromptu visit. Laurel, a stickler for the schedule and well-versed in politesse, invited them in as an astonished Alexa stood revealed in jeans and a bra.

Is this a bad time?

Not at all! Oh, don't mind Alexa; she's just stripping down for her Sunday night spanking.

[Did anyone tell you to stop, young lady?]

Come in, both of you. May I offer you something to drink?

A delighted smile from big sister Cyndi, who always thought Alexa got off easy in the spankings department while they were growing up. From her husband Ari, a bemused nod and smile. He has long suspected that Laurel was the undisputed ruler of this house; he just didn't know that her reign manifested in such an interesting way. He feels as if he's walked bodily into one of his own private fantasies.

Baby, please! Not with them here!

Nonsense. Cyndi's seen you quite bare countless times, and Ari's seen you in your bikini.

But...they've never seen me...

(her voice dropping to a whisper)

...disciplined!

Unless you want this maintenance spanking to turn into a discipline spanking, young lady, you'll take off those jeans and get over my knee right now.

And so it is that Alexa is stretched out in a most humiliating manner over Laurel's lap...not five feet away from where her delighted audience sits ready for the show. Feels her face flare as her white panties are yanked upwards and into the crack in her behind. Endures five minutes of steady spanking from her highly-capable disciplinarian. Makes a spectacle of herself over Laurel's knee.

* * *

Alexa kneels in the corner, her hands on her head. The secret she has been keen to keep for the past year has been revealed. Both her knees and her butt are dreadfully sore. With ten minutes more to go, she feels Cyndi's and Ari's eyes on her bright-pink bare behind. She can't wait for them to leave.

She's never been so turned on in her life.


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