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Punished by Parents in Law. Part One
My name is Kym. I am 29 years of age, and have been married to Michael for3 years. I am a slut, and I am in deep trouble with my parents-in-law. I deservesympathy but I do not seem to be getting any.
My troubles started nearly six months ago when Michael was away on a businesstrip. My friend Colleen invited me out to a local bar for drinks. I am notnormally much of a drinker but on this night I did let my hair down. I am ashamedto say it but I was drunk.
I knew it was time I went home so decided to go to the toilet, and then roundup my friend Colleen who was dancing with some dude on the dance floor. I literallystaggered to the toilet, feeling decidedly unwell. On my return, I attemptedto locate Colleen. My head was swimming and I felt nauseas.
Two young guys in their early twenties came up to me and started making suggestiveremarks. I attempted to push pass them but was unsteady on my feet and insteadtripped into the arms of one of the guys. Before I knew it they had usheredme out the side door to the alley. I protested and tried to push away but wasno match for them in my inebriated state.
I started to really panic as I realised I was in big trouble. I started tocry. Suddenly there was a big booming voice behind me, which I recognised despitemy fear and drunkenness.
The two guys stood their ground for a moment, but then their bravado evaporatedand the dirty rats decided to scupper. I turned towards the direction of mysaviour and fell into his arms. I looked up into the eyes of Michael's father,Ben. My father-in-law is a big bear of a man, in very good physical conditionfor his 55 years. Ben hugged me close and I cried uncontrollably on his shoulder.
I was vaguely aware of being led back through the crowded bar, out the maindoor onto the street. I remember being placed into a car but that was my lastmemory of the night.
When I awoke the next morning I hesitantly opened my eyes. Not surprisinglymy head throbbed. I was not in my own room, and was momentarily panicked asI tried to piece together the events of the last evening. Then I rememberedBen coming to the aid of his drunken daughter-in-law. I looked closer at mysurroundings and realised I was in the spare bedroom of the home of my parents-in-lawBen and Jane.
Then I noticed the bedside clock. It was 11.45a.m. I had slept the morningaway. To make matters worse it was Friday morning, and I was due at work at8.30a.m. I buried my head in my pillow and groaned.
?What an idiot', I silently chastised myself, ?What a bloody stupid, stupididiot'. I was so embarrassed about having to confront my parents in law. Whatmust they think of me? Drunk in a bar and allowing myself to be placed in aposition whereby I could have been raped, but for the timely intervention ofBen. Again I groaned at the pain and humiliation.
I hauled myself upright and sat on the edge of the bed. For the first timeI realised I was naked except for my bra and panties. Someone had obviouslyundressed me and put me to bed. I blushed with the shame.
There was a dressing gown hung over the end of the bed, so I put it on andshuffled to the door. Sheepishly I opened it and peeped around into the hallway.All was quiet. I took a deep breath, lifted my head off my chest, reassuredmyself all would be well, and walked down the stairs to the kitchen.
Jane was busy baking, which she is apt to do. Whenever she visits Michaeland I she always comes loaded with a welcome array of cookies and cake.
Jane looked up when she noticed me standing in the doorway, ?Well look whatthe cat dragged in. Feeling better I trust??
?Jane, I am soooo sorry about last night. I don't know what you must thinkof me. It was so out of character of me to drink so much alcohol.?
Jane raised her hand to stop me in the middle of my attempt at redemption.
?Kym, we are ashamed at your behaviour?, Jane's words were blunt and cut throughme like an emotional knife, ? But more important is you have let down Michael.What will he think of his wife's behaviour??
At these words my emotions boiled over and tears began rolling down her cheeks.I was deeply ashamed, and somehow words of explanation seemed empty, probablyas I knew there was no way I could put a positive spin on my behaviour.
There seemed like an eternal silence between the two of us. Jane glaring atme with contempt, and me with tears flowing, feeling every bit like a recalcitrantchild.
Finally Jane spoke, ?I want you to go and have a shower, clean yourself up,then come down here so we can deal with this matter properly.?
I was not sure what she was meaning but was so humiliated by the situationthat I jumped at the chance to flee the cutting words of my mother-in-law.
As I was half way up the stairs Jane added, ?And Kym, I want you only wearingthe dressing gown, nothing else.?
?Yes Ma'am?, was all I could say. My hungover brain tried to make sense ofJane's request but frankly I was too emotionally contrite to deal with it.But the hairs on the back of my neck stood up.
Tears were still welling up in my eyes as I showered. I kept shaking my head,trying to comprehend my own stupidity. Once showered and dried I certainlyfelt better physically. And emotionally I had resolved to do whatever it tookto deal with this matter in the eyes of my parents in law. I deeply loved Michael,and knew I had let him down badly. Plus I had the greatest respect for Janeand Ben. They had been great to me, and had welcomed me with open arms as adaughter in law.
I pulled on the dressing gown, took a deep breath, then bravely set off onthe long journey down the stairs to the kitchen. Jane was not there, and Ifelt a brief moment of relief. Perhaps she has taken pity on me and felt Ihave been humiliated enough. However my heart sunk when I peeped around thecorner into the lounge. Jane was sitting there reading a magazine. She didnot look up or acknowledge me in any way.
Gingerly I walked over until I was standing in front of her. My eyes werefocused on her feet, as I was sure I would begin crying again if I looked herin the eye.
After what seemed an eternity Jane put down her magazine. ?Kym, I am not goingto give you a long lecture, as I know you fully understand how disgracefulyour conduct has been.? I whimpered, but doggedly held back the tears. ?I amgoing to deal with this matter now, and if you accept your punishment, thematter will be closed and nothing will be said to Michael. Is this what youwant??
Frankly I did not know what I wanted, or what I was agreeing to. But one thingI did know was that I did not want Michael to know about my disgraceful behaviour.I knew he would be gutted.
?Yes Jane?, I whimpered, hardly recognising my own voice
?Yes, what??
?Yes, I want to deal with the matter know.? Somehow I could not bring myselfto mention the word ?punishment'. Anyway, I was sure when she was speakingfiguratively when using the term ?punishment'. I am an adult. Adults don'tget punished. Certainly not by their mother in law.
?Take off the dressing gown?.
?Oh my god?, was all I could utter.
?Now girl!?, Jane commanded with such authority it startled me and my mouthdropped open. I needed to say something. Anything. But no appropriate wordswould spring to mind. My mind was blank, but somehow my body cranked into life.Almost mechanically my arms untied the cord of the dressing gown and it fellopen. I was just so aware of being exposed, and I felt my face flush.
I looked into Jane's eyes, and clearly she was waiting for me to completethe task she had asked of me. With great reticence I pulled the robe from myshoulders and it fell to the floor in a heap around my feet. I was totallynaked. More naked than I had felt in my entire life.
Jane's eyes burned into me as she scanned my body up and down. Belatedly Imoved my hands to cover my most private parts.
?Don't!? Jane commanded.
I felt degraded, and a fool. I did not know how to act. What was happeningto me?
I was then aware that Jane's eyes were fixated on my pubic area. Oh no. Isuddenly remembered two weeks ago I had shaved off my pubic hair as a surprisefor Michael.
He had been excited by it and felt it made me look sexy. Right now I feltanything but sexy. What would Jane think of me? I felt like a slut.
?Dear oh dear?, Jane muttered as her head moved from side to side in a disapprovingmanner. I wished the floor would open up and swallow me.
I almost felt relieved when she reached out and grabbed my forearm, pullingme unceremoniously over her lap. But then my mind caught up with events andI realised to my horror and shame I was about to be spanked. I tried to saysomething, anything, but all that came out was a low gasp.
I waited for the inevitable. Aware that my bottom was perched high on herlap. I briefly shuddered in horror at the thought that she could probably seemy pubic region peeking through. I clenched my buttocks in an attempt to retainsome decorum of modesty.
Then without warning the first spank connected with my left buttock. I criedout like a baby. The spanking continued in a steady rain of hand spanks, alternatingbetween each buttock
?Please stop?, I wailed, ?I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!? My tears flowed freely.My bottom was burning, and I was sure it would be glowing red. I tried to squirmbut Jane's arm held me firmly in place.
Finally the spanking stopped, but I continued to lay over Jane's knee likea limp rag. Eventually I found the strength to pull myself to my feet. My handsreached behind to my buttocks. They were warm and tender.
?Go and stand in the corner? Jane's finger pointing to a corner of the lounge.I was aware I would have to walk past an open window to get to the corner.My eyes looked at Jane pleadingly, but she continued to point. With great reluctanceI dragged my feet towards the corner, quickening my pace as I passed the openwindow. I didn't dare to look out in case I saw to my horror that someone hadnoticed me, naked as the day I was born. I felt like a child as I placed mynose in the corner, hands still caressing my tender backside.
?I should leave you there like that until Ben gets home from work?, Jane scolded.I audibly groaned. ?But I don't want you getting in my way all afternoon.?
I let out a sigh of relief. Being naked and spanked by my mother in law hadbeen a humiliating experience almost beyond belief, but to be seen naked bymy father in law would be a humiliation I could not bare
?However?, Jane continued, ?I want to see you back here sharply at 6.30pmfor dinner, followed by a chat.?
?Yes, ma'am,? I responded submissively.
?You and I may have settled this matter, but you still need to put mattersright with Ben?.
Jane's bottom lip quivered.
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