Author's note
: Thanks to roftlheory for the editing.
Rose masturbated in front of her computer watching porn. Masturbation is her morning routine and pony girl porn is her kink.
I know it's wrong, but I can't stop myself. If my mother finds out I masturbate, she will kill me!
Rose thought.
Rose circled over her stiffening clit. She was in her most exposed state when her stepmother Anna walked straight in to her room. Anna couldn't see Rose's computer screen because of the partition, which allow Rose adjusted her position.
Rose's cheeks turned bright red as she felt that her pleasure was wrong, and she should exercise more willpower to control herself.
"You're spending too much time on this computer. I shouldn't have bought it for your eighteenth birthday. Our country house offers freedom from city life. Go for a walk. The weather's wonderful out and the beautiful trees behind our house are filled with singing birds. What a beauty created by God!" Anna said.
Rose had to obey. She had fantasized about being naked in public, and her sexual frustration led her to do something foolish. The thrill of getting caught outweighed her desire to avoid it.
Behind the house, she ensured no one can see her, and pulled down her pants, exposing her privacy to a couple of birds in a tree a few metres away. Rose took her belt and pulled it throughout between her legs, standing up with her legs apart. She rubbed herself so hard it's surprise that she's got a clit left! She struggled not to cry out with pleasure. Her body convulsed and trembled as an intense orgasm surged through her core. She might have lost consciousness for a moment.
"Oh, my god! I knew it. You're masturbating!" Anna screamed.
Rose turned and screamed, but no sound came out. Her stepmother was standing there with her angry eyes. Anna had taken Rose and put her across the knee, which revealed Rose's well-rounded ass.
"I'm sorry, mother. I won't do it again."
Smack! The first blow caught Rose off guard and made her flinch. Smack! Anna laid into Rose's bottom, slapping both her cheeks hard, while Rose wriggled and whimpered under her punishing hand.
"Ouch! I'll be a good girl. I promise. Please, mother. Please stop."
Rose's chest tightened, and hot tears prickled in her eyes. She continued to promise to be obedient and never upset mother again.
"I need to punish you so you will share the sufferings of Jesus. It will bring your focus to God and constant punishment will be a reminder of your continued sin in the eyes of God. I need to punish you on earth in order for you to avoid punishment in your next life."
"Sorry, mother, something's just wrong with me."
"I know what it is. It is the Devil! I will punish you every day to drive evil spirits from your body."
When the spanking stopped, Rose was sobbing. Anna hung Rose.
"I love you. That's why I must punish you. I will protect you from sin. I will take your computer away, helping you reflect on your life and God. Now, go."
Knowing her face must be as red as her ass, Rose ran to her room. She spent the rest of the day blaming herself and avoiding mother as best she could.
At the next day, a strange woman arrived at their home. It was Patricia, whom Anna find by asking help in church to heal her stepdaughter from sin.
"Thank you Patricia, for agreeing to teach my stepdaughter how to control her sexual desires. She shouldn't be doing these dirty things!" Anna said.
"For this matter, there are far more permanent solutions, but I prefer to teach through obedience and punishment. Can you show me her computer, that you tell me is the reason for her behavior?" Patricia said.
After Patricia checked the computer, they went to Rose's room.
"She still needs more punishment. She is far from cured of whatever devil has touched her soul." Patricia said as they walked into Rose's room, surprising Rose.
"This is Patricia. She will teach you to control your behavior and if you decide to masturbate again, she will spank you! Make sure you spank her naughty bottom well. Don't hold back on her."
With this brief introduction, Anna leaved the room.
"I hear that your stepmother has already spanked you. Take off your clothes and show me your ass," Patricia said.
Rose unfastened her skirt and let it drop. She stepped out of it, then she put her thumbs into her panties and pulled them down an inch or two. Rose stopped and hesitated to take them off in front of the stranger, but then slid her panties off and stepped out of them. Rose felt her skin turning pink, her ears getting red and hot. She felt the gusts of the air conditioner hitting her skin. She covered herself with her hands.
"No need to cover yourself. You have a fine body."
Rose said nothing. She was ashamed of her naked breasts and erected nipples.
"Your ass is nice and clean. No signs of spanking are visible, but don't worry, after my spanking, your ass will be red for several days!"
Rose's eyes were wide with fear.
"I will use special cream to prepare your ass. It contains an aphrodisiac which will make your ass more sensitive and spanking more pleasurable. You know how psychologists say: Never spank the masturbating child, they may enjoy it. Do you enjoy being spanked, Rose?"
Rose said nothing. She was embarrassed and lowered her eyes. Patricia got some amount of cream and applied it on Rose's butt cheeks and examining Rose, like the hunter observing its prey. Then she ran her fingers down from the center of Rose's bottom, along her pussy and just past her clit. Rose's slight movement clarified that she welcomed this contact and craved for more. Rose finds herself vulnerable, embarrassed, humiliated, and aroused.
"You have a fine mind. I looked at your browser history that is full of kinky staff about exhibitionism and pony girl porn."
"Please mam, don't tell my mother. I am not like this anymore. I promise never to masturbate again!"
"People like you are very special, intelligent, athletic, and dirty. I think you might be a masochist, which is the perfect fit for me."
Rose stood in total confusion. Patricia couldn't help but feel excited at the prospect of transforming Rose into her new pet.
"I have a BDSM school for submissive brats like you. Most of them I fond out in church groups against masturbation. Your pony girl fetish is what I'm looking for. I'm excited to see your new look after dressing up."
