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Kathy, Lisa, Jill and mom continued their disciplinary regime lifestyle which they all enjoyed and suffered together.
Kathy opened the front door to her house. It was after work and she was tired, and although she had just about recovered from a very hard paddle spanking and caning she had received just five days earlier. Her bottom was still slightly bruised blue with raised red welts that hadn’t fully flattened and she was still having to be careful when sitting down. She knew this also applied to Lisa, Jill, and mom who were also paddled and caned then.
Kathy was caught by surprise when she walked into the living room and saw mom standing next to a chair, totally naked, and with her hands on her head. At sixty-year-old mom had all of the creases and batwings and drooping breasts and fleshy thighs and tummy that would be expected of a woman her age, but knew that she always felt good about herself and never minded having to be naked in front of the three others.
Mom, being a generation older than the other three, always liked to be called mom by the others, even though her name was Mary, and she wasn’t their mom. She wasn’t doing it from a disciplinarian point of view, but more that she had maternal feelings towards them all, and could treat them as daughters as well as best friends.
Kathy was the youngest at forty-three-years-old, with Lisa and Jill both forty-four-years- old.
Kathy remembered that whilst all four of them were happily submissive, they were now taking it in turns to be in charge, and the cane was going to standard from now on. Today, it was Lisa and Jill, and so both had to be addressed with respect.
Jill and Lisa were both dressed in sleeveless low cut dresses which showed off their bare arms and cleavage. The hem was particularly short, only just covering their bottoms, which meant that when they ordered one of the others across her lap, as spankings were always given in the nude it meant her bare thighs were what welcomed the others bare tummy.
Jill saw Kathy, glared at her, and demanded, “You need to take all of your clothes off, young lady. I want you to be as naked as mom. You will then go and stand next to her and tell me why you need to be disciplined.”
Kathy wasn’t sure why she deserved to be punished, but, bearing in mind it was her turn to be submissive, it may well have been just a role play question. So, happily submitting, she unzipped the back of her dress and slid it down her arms, then pushed it down towards the floor catching her knickers on the way. She stepped out of both items of clothing, scooped them up, folded the dress neatly, and then put the dress and knickers on the armchair.
She then put her hands behind her back and unclipped her bra, let the straps slide down her arms, caught the bra, folded it, and then put it on top of her other clothes. She then, very obediently, went and stood by mom, also putting her hands on her head. She actually felt rather sexy as she had beautifully full breasts even when with her hands above her head, and knew her nipples were getting tauter by the second.
Jill saw that Kathy didn’t realise the reality of what was happening and again glared at her and demanded, “Now tell me what you have done to deserve this punishment.”
Kathy remained respectful, and replied, “I am very sorry, Miss Jill, but I do not know why I have earned a punishment today.“ Kathy was actually telling the truth but, from the look on Jill’s face, she reckoned that there was something that had happened which she was not aware of.
Jill still glared at Kathy as she said, “Then I will deal with mom now but you had better admit what you have done wrong by the time it is your turn.” With that threat, Jill then sat on the dining chair which had been turned into the room, pointed to her lap, glared up at mom, and ordered, “Get across my lap, mom.”
Mom was blushing as she stepped to the side of Jill, and then eased herself down across her lap. Mom loved the feeling of her bare tummy resting on Jill’s bare thighs, and also loved the upside-down view of her legs and, in particular, her calf muscles which she knew tensed when about to land a spank on her bare bottom.
Equally, she also liked to see her own legs dangling under the far side of the chair, and, when being watched by the others, she loved to see their bare upside-down legs as they were either standing or sitting close by. All in all, the feeling of submission turned her on, and it didn’t matter that Miss Jill was sixteen-years younger, and, in fact, that was an added turn-on for her.
Kathy blushed when she saw Jill pick up the thick wooden paddle, with holes in, which was a particularly painful implement, but one that everyone used with relish. She assumed that she too would be spanked with that very pain-filled paddle as well. She was more anxious that she couldn’t answer Jill’s question when she saw her rest the paddle on moms far bottom cheek and then glared up at her and demand, “Once again, young lady, tell me why you deserve to be spanked.”
Kathy felt that there must be more to it than just the fact it was Jill and Lisa’s turn to be in charge, and started to get more and more concerned bearing in mind her bottom was still suffering from her recent punishment. Kathy thought that, if it was role play, she could make something up. However, she also knew that could land her in deeper water if she really had done something wrong, and so decided to reply honestly, “I am so sorry, Miss Jill, but I really don’t know what I have done wrong.”
Jill scowled and next moment raised the paddle and brought it down with a loud thwack on moms far bottom cheek. Kathy saw how moms bottom surrendered to the holed paddle and when it was lifted back up she saw how the paddle had a dark red mark but with circles in the middle. Mom had also gasped quite loudly because being spanked with the paddle without a hand spanking first was always even more painful. Nevertheless, Miss Jill raised the paddle again and spanked moms near bottom cheek leaving the same red mark with circles in them as she lifted up the paddle again.
As Kathy watched mom being spanked so much harder than usual she really was still at a loss as to what she had done wrong, and, although her mind was racing over what she had done today, she still couldn’t think of anything that she had actually done wrong. She caught Lisa’s eye and smiled at her but only got a stern look back, before hearing the next loud thwack and looked again at Jill spanking mom.
Next moment Kathy gasped as she felt what she knew to be the same type paddle spanked on her bare bottom. It stung so much, but then she had to gasp out loud again as the paddle spanked down on her bottom again. She turned and saw that Lisa had used another paddle with holes in it to spank her whilst she stood with her hands on her head and tears welled up in her eyes.
Kathy gave Lisa a, ‘Why?’ look but Lisa just frowned and shook her head as though not believing how silly Kathy was being.
Lisa then glared at Kathy and demanded, “Do you know why you are having to be disciplined?”
Kathy winced, and replied, “No, Miss Lisa, I am sorry but I still don’t.”
Jill then glared at the back of mom’s head and demanded, “Why are you being disciplined, mom?”
Mom was blushing but she did know and explained, “I was driving today and got a ticket for failing to wear my safety belt, Miss Jill.“
Satisfied, Jill glared again at Kathy and said, “Well, what about you?“
Kathy was now even more despondent but still didn’t think it right that she lied, just in case there was something that she had actually done wrong. So, instead, she repeated, “I am so sorry, Miss Jill, but I do not know.”
Lisa clearly decided that she would need to tell Kathy what she had done wrong, but, first, she landed another very hard spank on her bare bottom with the heavy paddle, followed quickly with a second spank. Kathy gasped both times and wiggled her bottom in a way that Lisa rather enjoyed, before explaining, “Just so you know, young lady, if I have to tell you what you did wrong, then you will get additional cane strokes. This is your last chance, young lady.“
When Kathy again said that she didn’t know, Lisa looked even more angry with her.
Jill kept staring again at Kathy and ordered, “You will continue to stand there with your hands on your head and watch me spank mom and then there will be a further discussion, young lady.”
With mom across her lap, Jill put the paddle on the floor just in front of her face, which was going to be a constant reminder that it had still to be used again on her bottom, after her hand spanking. Once certain that mom saw the paddle, Jill rubbed her bottom a few times in circles before saying sternly, “You so deserve this punishment, mom, for doing such a silly thing.”
Mom knew she did deserve whatever hard and painful punishment she was going to get and replied, despondently, “Yes, Miss Jill, sorry, Miss Jill.”
Jill liked the submissive response as she raised her hand and brought her flat palm down on moms far bottom cheek. Of course, as usual, she raised her hand almost immediately and landed a second spank on her near bottom cheek, and then proceeded to spank alternate cheeks time and again. Everybody knew that there was no rushing a spanking, and were not surprised that Jill continued to land spanks on alternate bottom cheeks for several minutes.
Jill did enjoy giving a spanking, although not as much as being spanked herself, but it did turn her on a little bit, at least listening to the pained gasps of the woman across her lap. So, as she continued to land spank after spank after spank on alternate bottom cheeks, turning each cheek darker and darker shades of red, and listened to the louder and louder gasps, she knew that her knickers were getting damper by the moment.
Mom also knew that it was not going to be a quick and easy spanking. After all, she loved being submissive and never minded that she was being spanked by a woman so much younger than herself. After all, she had got a ticket for doing something that really was very silly and fully accepted that she deserved to be disciplined for it. She knew that the paltry fine that she would receive when she gets the ticket will be no deterrent for her, whereas a very hard very long very painful spanking would be much more of a deterrent.
After all, she knew that this spanking would go well beyond Jill’s hand and extend to the paddle with the holes in it, and then the cane as well. So, as the spanks continued to rain down on both her bare bottom cheeks she said the occasional submissive, “Sorry, Miss Jill,” and meant it as her bottom stung more and more intensely.
Jill continued to spank mom on alternate bottom cheeks until both were a nice deep red. She then proceeded to intensify the hand spanking by spanking each bottom cheek several times in a row before spanking the other bottom cheek several times. She knew that this would cause so much more pain than spanking on alternate cheeks, but had no sympathy for mom, who needed to learn a lesson about her own safety when in a car.
Consequently, she continued to spank the same bottom cheek several times, and then the other bottom cheek several times, for another several minutes. She knew from the louder and louder gasps that mom made that she was certainly struggling to cope with the spanking, but, of course, that wasn’t her problem but moms.
As the spanking continued and the pain intensified, mom knew that her vision was getting blurred because she could no longer quite make out when Jill’s calf muscles tensed. However, what she did know was that the spanking was getting harder and harder to cope with and that much more was still to come.
Once Jill was happy with the matching colour of moms legs and bottom cheeks she glared at the back of moms head and demanded, “Now give me the paddle, girl.“
Mom opened her eyes but they were tear-filled and therefore she had to scrabble around on the floor until her hand connected with the paddle, which she picked up, squirmed around, and handed it to Jill, with a respectful, “Here is the paddle, Miss Jill. I do deserve to be punished and so please make sure the spanking is particularly hard.”
Jill took the paddle and replied tersely, “You certainly do, mom, and a hard spanking is exactly what you are going to get with this paddle. It will be thirty spanks on each bottom cheek and I don’t care how much you struggle and cry out because you need this so much.”
Jill kept a stern stare on her face but inwardly felt pleased that mom was telling her that the spanking must be hard, and so she had no qualms when rubbing the paddle in circles, thinking that she really was going to turn mom's bottom a very dark blue. With that, she raised the paddle and brought it down with a loud thwack right across moms bottom cheeks. She loved how mom's bottom caved in and was flattened by the paddle, but equally, as the paddle was raised, she loved the way that it left a huge red mark but with circles cut out of it.
She knew from her own experience of being spanked with the same paddle that it really did hurt much more than a hairbrush or even a paddle the same size but without the holes. So, knowing that, she was still intent on giving mom an important lesson as she proceeded to land spank after spank with the paddle and, as she did, turned both bottom cheeks blue with the inevitable bruising.
Mom was yelping as each spank landed and the stinging became more and more intense. However, at the same time, the stinging was making her more and more aroused and even after lots of spanks, she felt herself cumming and couldn’t stop herself letting out a long and erotic gasp.
Kathy was watching mom get spanked with what she knew was the really horribly painful paddle but was getting herself aroused by the loud thwacks and authoritative look on Jill’s face, as well as the loud yelps mom was making. She had even counted the spanks and knew the usual thirty on each cheek was close to its end. So, as she pressed her thighs together she came but managed to keep her erotic gasp quiet enough so neither Jill nor Lisa heard her.
However, she could see that Jill had heard mom cum and she stopped spanking her and said sternly, “How dare you cum during your spanking.” She then ran her fingers along mom’s pussy lips and announced to Lisa, “I knew it, Miss Lisa, she is so wet and has clearly cum. That means another fifteen spanks on each cheek with the paddle.”
Mom groaned as she thought she would get away with cumming. As much as she liked being spanked before an orgasm, she knew that after an orgasm that same spanking was much more painful and far less erotic. So, as the spanks once again landed on her bare stinging bottom so she yelped and cried out and kicked her legs tensed her arms and shook her head and hissed in and out through clenched teeth, whilst all the time telling herself she really was stupid and this was a fully earned discipline spanking and not something just made up as role play.
Once Jill landed every one of the additional fifteen spanks on each bottom cheek she glared at the back of mom’s head and ordered, “Now get up and bend over the back of the chair and grab the seat. You are going to get the cane.”
Mom was crying with tears flooding down her face as she eased herself up from Jill’s lap. She had only been caned the once before, and that was through choice and knew it really hurt, so she wasn’t looking forward at all to this caning. Added to that, having already cum she knew the pain would be unbearable.
Kathy watched as mom slowly stood and then faced the chair, bent over the back and grabbed the seat, and waited for her beautifully presented already blue bruised bottom to be caned. Her legs were apart so she couldn’t tense her thighs together even if she wanted to, but, just to make sure, Jill ran her fingers along mom’s stretched pussy lips and then looked at Lisa and said, “She’s drier than before, Miss Lisa, so I think she is ready for the cane.”
Kathy moved so she would have the perfect view of mom being caned but froze when she saw Jill glare at her. However, she relaxed when Jill nodded her head as though approving Kathy’s new position.
Jill then picked up the cane from the table and positioned herself behind mom and rubbed the cane from side to side across her bottom making sure the cane would land wholly on her bottom cheeks and not beyond to ensure the maximum pain was inflicted.
Kathy could see mom's tear-stained face as she watched her bend over the back of the chair and grab the seat. She was still sniffing back tears as Jill went and positioned herself, rubbing the cane back and forth across the already blue bruised bottom, and Kathy knew the intention was to make sure that the end of the cane landed fully on mom’s phone or bottom cheek, rather than on thin air.
It was, of course, quite correct for Jill to do that because the whole intention was to teach mom a lesson about being in the car without a seatbelt, which was as much for her own safety as anything else. Clearly, what had started out as a wish by the four of them to feel what a caning was like, was now something transformed into real discipline being given by one to the other.
Equally, mom realised that she had done wrong and was actually all for a proper discipline regime being introduced between each of them. They were all grown-ups, after all, and should know better, but they all reckoned that a discipline regime like this was something that would help them all improve their lives, without the necessity of long drawn out discussions.
As Jill positioned herself she glared at the back of moms head and said sternly, “As you have been honest with what you have done wrong, you will get twelve strokes, in two sets of six.”
Kathy was aware that the comment was as much intended for her as for mom, because she hadn’t said what she had done wrong, and so was now expecting more than twelve strokes when it was her turn to face being disciplined.
Even mom knew she deserved to be caned and said to the seat of the chair, “I know I deserve to be caned, Miss Lisa, so please make them all hard strokes.”
Jill was happy mom’s request and with the position that she had taken up, and, even though mom was still sobbing, she had no sympathy for her because this was a lesson that needed to be taught. Therefore, focussing, Jill pulled her arm back and brought the cane down firmly across both of mom's bottom cheeks, and watched as it forced mom's cheeks to surrender before bouncing back and swirling around. Jill still had no sympathy for mom even as she gasped with such pain because she had asked to be caned hard because she knew she needed to be.
As Jill surveyed mom's bottom and listened to her sobs, mom did as she was supposed to do, and said an, albeit slobbery, “Sorry, Miss Jill.”
Jill took that as the signal for the second stroke and, as that landed, there was a repeat of moms bottom surrendering to the cane before bouncing back and swirling around. She also watched the second red welt appear as mom continued to cry.
Mom took slightly longer this time but knew that she had to show her submission by repeating, “Sorry, Miss Jill.”
Jill then continued to land more strokes across moms bottom, adding welt after welt which added to the colour of the blue bruising. Each time mom managed to say that she was sorry, and Jill was satisfied that the lesson was being learned.
Jill completed the first set of six strokes and stopped for a while, although continued to rub the cane back and forth across moms bottom cheeks. Mom was crying quite freely, as she knew she would, because, having reached an orgasm, she told herself that this was going to be a severe discipline punishment rather than one that was going to arouse her.
Of course, when all four of them had said they wanted to try being caned they expected the caning to go slowly and to end with an orgasm and hardly expected to cum during the caning. Equally, the caning was supposed to be for sexual reasons and not for discipline. How things had changed, and so quickly, they all told themselves.
Jill decided she had waited long enough and pulled her arm back and landed the cane for the seventh stroke, hearing mom's even louder gasp. Even so, she was delighted that mom apologised once again, so still recognising that she had earned the punishment.
Mom was starting to recover from the first six strokes as she looked behind her, and, although Jill’s legs were not altogether clear because of the tears that filled her eyes, she could tell that Jill had pulled her arm back, and so expected the next stroke. When it came it hurt rather more than she had expected, and although she gasped out with the pain, and certainly hated being caned, she still knew that she had to stay in position and take every stroke.
Jill proceeded to land the next stroke and watched as mom's next red welt appeared, and decided that she did rather like what she was doing to mom's bottom, but was still a submissive herself and couldn’t wait for the same to happen to her. Of course, she wasn’t going to be as silly as mom and so her caning would be the more sensuous type they all actually wanted.
As the strokes continued to land across her bottom, mom cried out louder and louder and knew that the tears were flooding down her face. She had even lost count of the strokes as she tried to cope with the pain, but at least knew that the caning was over because of the gap since the last stroke.
Although Kathy knew that she was going to be next to be punished, she was getting more and more turned on by watching mom being disciplined, and particularly when being caned and found herself tensing her thighs together until she let out a gasp when she came.
Kathy even liked it when she saw the caning was over and mom stood up, turned to Jill, and said a heartfelt, “I am so sorry, Miss Jill. I will always wear my seatbelt in future.” They then hugged each other, with Jill taking the maternal role and shushing mom who couldn’t yet stop herself sobbing.
It was quite clear that discipline had worked because it was well known that when mom said something she kept her word. As Jill hugged her back and squeezed her bottom, she said, “I am glad you have learnt your lesson, mom. Obviously, if you forget again then the punishment will be even worse, but hopefully, that won’t have to happen.”
Of course, Jill and mom were lovers, although this was much more akin to proper discipline, rather than erotic, with Jill turning mom back into a good girl. With mom still naked and clearly the submissive, Jill kept hugging her and kissed her on the cheek, and helped mom recover. She then looked at Lisa and said, “I am actually quite worn out from disciplining mom. Kathy now needs to be disciplined, and would appreciate it if you would discipline her for me.”
To be continued...
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