By Cynthia Blaine
[This story involves severe spanking, whipping, and caning, as well as references to bodily functions. If this is not to your liking, please read no further. The characters were introduced in two previous stories: 'Joanie's Embarrassing Caning' and 'Another Shaming Caning for Joanie.' All characters are well over 18.]
Joanie's mom, Kathryn, now in her late 50's, had taken her daughter back to the UnderCover, where Joanie had been spanked and caned quite a few years earlier. Soon thereafter, however, Kathryn needed to ask Joanie for a huge favor.
Kathryn had been caught cheating by her husband, Joanie's father, and had been thrown out of the house she had lived in with him for more than 35 years. She knew that divorce papers were on their way. She was not in any position to fight the divorce nor to get much in the way of alimony or other benefits because their daughter, Joanie, was in her 30's and because Kathryn was the clearly guilty party.
It had just been a quick fling. Kathryn was tired of her husband not wanting to engage in lovemaking. This had gone on for years. She met a man at her health club who was her age, in good health, and attracted to her. Indeed, he had already suggested that they consider marriage. Kathryn told him she was intent on becoming free of her current husband.
They went to bed shortly after they met. She was absent so often from their home that her husband became suspicious. He hired an investigator who had little trouble finding the man's residence and getting pictures of them in flagrante without even being seen.
When Kathryn's husband was presented with such conclusive evidence, he spoke to his lawyer and asked him to draw up the papers. Then he confronted Kathryn and ordered her to pack up right then and get out. Surprised, Kathryn was not ready for what was happening. She called her paramour who told her he couldn't be involved in anything scandalous. So, she was on her own.
She called her daughter and told her she would be at her house in a few minutes. Something had happened that she needed to speak to Joanie about.
When she arrived, Kathryn seemed more distraught than Joanie could ever recall seeing her very self-assured mother. Kathryn explained what had happened and said she'd have to stay with Joanie and her family until she could get things together.
Joanie responded in a way that shocked her mother.
"Mom, you behaved very badly," Joanie told her. "Now listen to me before you go off because I'm only going to say this once. You took me to be disciplined at the UnderCover twice. It was humiliating. If you want to stay here with us after you have been such a naughty girl, you are now going to be subject to my disciplining you. I alone will decide if and when you require punishment and there will be no appeal. Got it?"
Kathryn thought to herself how awful her situation now was. She, a truly dominant woman, was going to be subjected to total control by her daughter, whom she had always regarded as submissive and had spanked herself as well as taking her to the UnderCover for the humiliating sessions with Janine, one of the senior disciplinarians who staffed the shop.
But she saw that she had no choice whatsoever. She needed to do what her daughter demanded. She reluctantly told Joanie that she would turn over control to her.
"So, you agree to accept my decisions on disciplining you, whether by me or at the shop, with no argument and no appeal?" Joanie said demandingly.
"Yes, dear," Kathryn said. "I hope I won't be a burden on you and your family for very long. You now have complete authority over me, including any kind of discipline or punishment. I hope you will consider that I have only taken you to the UnderCover twice over many years. But you are now in charge, dear."
Joanie was still relishing what had happened: how disciplining her mother, which she had always yearned to have the power to do, had fallen into her lap.
"You will have the guest bedroom upstairs," Joanie told her. "You are welcome to join us for meals or fix your own at your choice. You will let me know when you are going out and where you are going. You will not engage in any relationship involving sex without clearing it with me and securing my written approval. I will discipline you for any and all occurrences of naughty behavior, which shall be determined in my complete discretion, with no appeal. Is that clear?"
"Yes," her mother said, knowing she had no other options. But worse was coming.
"I will decide what you will wear every day," Joanie continued. "Fortunately, you can fit into my clothing, and I have some juvenile stuff that you made me wear when you punished me. You will wear those when you are informed that you have been naughty and will be disciplined. I also will obtain some Spanx control panties that will fit tightly and which you will wear every day. I may decide to have you pull them down for my inspection at any time. Do you accept all of what I have said?"
Kathryn again nodded her head and said, "Yes, dear. I'm in no position to refuse."
"That's right," Joanie remarked sharply. "You're not. You are a naughty woman who went off and had sex with a man you hardly knew and now neither my father nor this man wants to have anything to do with your soiled self."
This made the normally stern and severe Kathryn cry in shame. Joanie was amazed at how effective her reciting the conditions of her accepting her mother into her household had been in securing Kathryn's agreement to be compliant with Joanie's decisions and whims.
"Just so we get everything clear from the start, Kathryn," Joanie said, using her mother's first name as if she were a younger woman subservient to Joanie, "I intend to discipline you right now for your atrocious behavior."
Joanie sat herself on an armless chair in her living room. She was wearing a gray flannel skirt which was fashionably short, and a crisp white blouse with a gold stickpin. She summoned Kathryn with her forefinger to come stand in front of her.
When her mother complied with the direction conveyed by Joanie's finger, Joanie ordered her to lift her skirt above her waist and make sure it stayed up and did not fall. Kathryn lifted her skirt and secured it in her belt. Joanie noticed that Kathryn was wearing worn white cotton panties that had lost their attractiveness and were shamefully gray and even had some tears in them.
"Your panties are a disgrace," Joanie intoned. "Take them down below your bottom right now. I will have you turn them over to me for disposal. I will get Spanx panties and other underwear for you."
When Kathryn had pulled her panties down below her bottom, Joanie motioned to her to get across her lap, which Kathryn proceeded to do. It was strange for her to be across anyone's lap for punishment, much less her until-now submissive daughter. Joanie patted the broad bare bottom across her skirted lap. She rubbed it a little as Kathryn had done to her when she had spanked her for many years, even after Joanie's marriage.
Joanie had a happy marriage and she and her husband made love often and enjoyed each other's charms. Joanie had submitted to her mother's disciplining out of habit and her husband's approval, as he did not want to hit his wife under any circumstances. He would ask Joanie to report to her mother; she did not like this aspect of her marriage but complied with it out of her love for her husband Stephen.
Joanie also ran her finger through Kathryn's legs and felt the wetness in her sex and furrow.
"You're already wet," she commented in a dismissive voice, "so getting spanked must get you going, I imagine." She let her finger move back up far enough to insert it gently into Kathryn's anal crack and actually into her anal opening. Kathryn had performed this embarrassing invasion when spanking her daughter and now that she was the recipient, she was dumfounded.
Joanie's finger soon encountered something firm inside Kathryn's rectum.
"It feels like some little girl will have to make a doodoo soon," Joanie said disparagingly. "Well, you will have to hold it until your discipline has been completed." Kathryn knew this was what she had often said to Joanie when she inspected her in this humiliating manner.
Joanie took her finger now and held it right under her mother's nose, who had no choice but to sniff the smell of her own forthcoming bowel movement. This forced sniffing soon ended as Joanie began spanking Kathryn for the first time.
She started out slowly but gradually found her rhythm and increased both the force and the speed of her spanks. She watched as Kathryn's bottom grew rosy then red. She must have spanked her mother more than 100 times when she took a break. Kathryn's bottom was now deep crimson, and she was hurting.
"Please, Miss," she pleaded with respect to her daughter. "You have disciplined me seriously. I will promise to be a good girl."
"You definitely will," Joanie snapped in reply. "Do you need to make your doody now?"
"Yes, Miss," Kathryn answered in a shameful voice. "I do and it's becoming imminent."
"Well, come with me to the bathroom and we can take care of this little situation," Joanie responded as she told Kathryn to stand but keep her skirt up and her panties below her bottom.
Kathryn was grateful that she needn't pull her panties up because any underpants would irritate her burning buttocks. She walked with her daughter to Joanie's well-appointed bathroom.
"You may sit on the toilet," Joanie told her crisply, "but do not start to pee or make your doody until I give you permission."
This requirement that she hold her pee and bowel movement in made Kathryn feel horrible and also fearful that she might lose urinary and anal control. She now really needed relief in both areas.
"You may now pee," Joanie said blandly, "but you cannot defecate."
She heard Kathryn's pee stream burst from her urethra and hit the water in the toilet with a splash.
"I'm afraid I can't hold my poo in anymore," Kathryn pleaded. "It's starting to come down despite my trying to stop it."
"You will be punished for your lack of control but go ahead now and do your business making Number Two," Joanie said condescendingly.
Joanie immediately heard a loud plop as Kathryn released a large, long bowel movement into the toilet into which she was also peeing. Joanie thought that her mom really needed to go because Joanie knew she would rarely defecate until she had emptied her bladder first.
