A Young Stepmother Takes Charge

For Kathy -- Still new to the cane but not discipline

1

Yvonne was desperately happy now that she had married Dennis. True, Dennis was somewhat older, in his 50s, but he was really a man who did not let age dim his wonderful sense of humor and all-around desirability. He was so much fun to be with everywhere and that included the bedroom where Yvonne was more than satisfied with his ability to take her over the edge to places she had only dreamed about.

There was only one slight issue that Yvonne knew she would have to deal with soon but knowing that Dennis had totally supported her made her feel much more confident about her prospects of success. Dennis's daughter by his first marriage, Kathryn, had moved home and lived on the top floor of their spacious house. Kathryn had not been pleased that her father had chosen to marry someone who was only barely two years older than she was, but seemed jealous as well of Yvonne's loveliness and her excellent taste in clothing. Clearly, these aspects of Yvonne's persona had appealed greatly to Dennis, along with the alacrity with which she had responded to his sexual overtures when they began sleeping together.

Now things had grown tense in the house. Kathryn tended to ignore Yvonne and left her own room in a total mess, which Yvonne felt was entirely out of order for a 24-year-old. When Yvonne mentioned to Kathryn that she should take better care of her clothes, Kathryn looked at her with a sneer and said, "Just because you're fucking my father, don't think you are in charge of everything around here."

Yvonne actually had quite a dominant personality which she managed to keep to herself in the best European tradition. One night in bed, just after Dennis had been inside her warm tight orifice for quite some time, she whispered in his ear that he needed to do one more thing to ensure her happiness. He looked at her with that delighted glance of his and asked what in the world that might be as his still-hard penis plunged even deeper into her vibrating vagina.

"Your daughter Kathryn has been treating me like an unwanted guest, Den," she began, "but I don't want you to do anything. It will be important for our future relationship for you to allow me to be in charge of this. I want to tell her that as long as she lives here, I am in charge, both of the house...and of her."

Dennis looked deeply into his beloved's hazel eyes. "I'm not sure I follow you, my love," he said, very openly.

"Dennis, I was brought up rather strictly. I think you and your wife treated Kathryn as a bit of a princess. I don't intend to be unfair but I will tell her that I am now in charge and warn her that I will punish her if she does not do what I say around here," Yvonne crisply went on, outlining her intentions to her loving husband.

"She will probably resist and spurn my efforts to control her, and she will run to her loving daddy," Yvonne continued, with the slightest of smiles breaking out across her well-satisfied face. "Dennis, all I want you to tell her is that I am in charge and that she will have to accept that and tell me that she agrees and will follow my instructions."

Amazingly enough, Dennis seemed relieved to be spared having to take any kind of firm hand with his daughter, whom he loved but whom he knew had grown up just as spoiled as his new wife described. "Darling, please go ahead and do what you want and I will only tell her she will have to deal with you, not me, on this," he responded, exactly as she had hoped, and then he added: "And just to make sure she realizes right off with whom she will have to deal, I will tell her that you will now decide what kind of spending money she gets from...us."

Then he looked at her with a grin. "Yvonne, I have a suspicion that a certain young lady's panties are going to be taken down for a crisp spanking soon. Am I right about that?" he asked with more than a smile as he kissed her deeply on her lips.

Yvonne tried to keep her composure as his perception of what she had in mind made her start to lubricate all over again and she was afraid, since he was still inside her, that he might think she had lost control and urinated. "Den, I plan to give her a chance to agree to my terms for living here, but when she resists, yes, I do intend to spank her if that proves to be what is needed to change her attitude," she said firmly, as his firm member again took her to new ecstatic heights, making further conversation somewhat difficult and not at all what Yvonne or Dennis wanted right then.

2

Yvonne had dressed in her most severe outfit on the afternoon when Kathryn arrived to see her stepmother to ask for her spending money that Daddy had been so liberal in giving her. She put on a lovely white ruffled blouse and her favourite grey flannel skirt, with a burgundy leather belt, matching handbag and pumps, and sheer stockings, with a seam no less. The blouse was opaque so that even her bra outlines did not show nor were any panty lines visible under the grey skirt as Yvonne had dug out a half slip of the kind she hardly ever bothered with any more.

It was amusing for Yvonne to see how the tenor of the interview moved from Kathryn's initial arrogance to her finally saying, in response to Yvonne's telling her how irresponsible she had been and that this could not be permitted to continue, to her stepmother: "Well, if I can't be responsible, as you call it, are you going to spank me or something?"

This was just the opening Yvonne needed. "As a matter of fact, Kathryn, I've had the feeling for a long time that a good spanking was the first of a number of things you need, and I hope you're ready for one because that will be necessary before I give you any spending money."

It didn't take Kathryn long to realize that this hated young stepmother was not joking in the slightest. Kathryn figured something like this would happen ever since she first brought the subject up with her father. She hated herself for allowing her need for cash to override her pride, and the blow that that attribute would take the moment she lowered her panties to accept a spanking from Yvonne.

"I guess I don't have any choice so I hope you get your kicks from this," Kathryn said, with a slight sneer.

"I'm not getting any kicks, as you put it, from needing to give you the discipline you obviously have needed for a long time," Yvonne began, "but I can see that you will need to have some major attitude changes. Now let's start by having you lift your skirt, Kathryn, and getting here over my lap."

3

Kathryn couldn't believe this was actually happening and then she realized that Yvonne's fingers were in the waistband of her pink panties and about to lower them. "You can spank me on my underpants," she said. "After all, you're only slightly older than I am."

"I'm glad you reminded me of that, Kathryn," Yvonne replied with a slight snap in her voice, "because your juvenile behavior has made me wonder. And I intend to spank you on the bare because I've found that that is the way naughty girls learn to behave."

Kathryn cringed but decided she had gone this far and did not even try to keep Yvonne from lowering her panties. Yvonne now looked at her stepdaughter's bare buttock cheeks and also noticed the plentiful hair down between them. She wondered what kind of sex life Kathryn was having. Time enough later to find out about that.

She began spanking slowly and deliberately and with increasing strength. It was quite interesting to see Kathryn's cheeks turn rosy as she began to squirm and complain that Yvonne was hurting her. She even moved her legs and Yvonne could see that she had quite a prominent mons, bush, and vulval fig between those legs. At this point, Yvonne knew that she just had to keep on spanking until those cheeks turned deep crimson and Kathryn was ready to promise just about everything to get Yvonne to stop.

It didn't take her too long. Yvonne's strong hand kept slapping the sensitive cheeks, aiming toward the inner surface near the anal crack. She noticed that Kathryn was especially sensitive the closer she got to that crack, so she stopped the spanking and ordered her to hold her cheeks open. By now, Kathryn was done resisting—she just wanted this over and would pledge anything to make sure Yvonne never did this to her again. Yvonne of course had entirely different ideas about that.

With Kathryn holding her cheeks wide apart, Yvonne made sure her spanking palm came into direct contact with Kathryn's cute little anal rosebud. Kathryn realized now that not only was she being spanked right on her anus but that Yvonne was staring at this intensely private place.

When Yvonne finally stopped spanking long enough to admire the deep shade of red she had induced in Kathryn's posterior, she picked up her thin cane and lightly tapped it on the now exceedingly sore cheeks. Kathryn began to moan and mutter that Yvonne was killing her. Yvonne merely took the cane and slowly ran it through Kathryn's legs, making sure it made contact with her labia and clit. The feeling of this scary implement touching Kathryn's most sensitive and intimate places made her shiver but now she promised Yvonne she would "be good". "You certainly will," Yvonne responded with a smile.

Yvonne lay the thin cane across Kathryn's ample bare cheeks and slowly drew it back. With merely a light flick, she snapped it across the cheeks and saw a bright red tramline appear just as Kathryn screeched out in both surprise and pain. Before Kathryn could respond any more, Yvonne flicked her wrist once again and the cane bit into Kathryn's hindquarters leaving another red tramline. Now she began to cry.

Yvonne proceed to apply several more crisp strokes with her small, thin cane. After Kathryn began to buck and move her rear to try to avoid the strokes, Yvonne held her tightly across her waist and told her to keep still if she didn't want to receive what the young stepmother only referred to as "a more severe punishment."

4

Once Kathryn realized that this was no longer a game of wills, Yvonne, while Kathryn lay across her lap, began to outline how things would work from now on. "You will be responsible for keeping your room clean and I will inspect it every day," Yvonne said. "You will treat me with respect as a parent when others are around," she added. "I am going to keep track of your behavior by marking down any failures on your part in this little book here. Any time you think about saying something to me or in front of others that is out of line, remember that I will mark it down and every week at this time, you will pay off your bad marks in this position. Do I make myself clear?"

Kathryn whimpered, "Yes, Yvonne." Yvonne smiled at how well this was going and added, "While you are being punished, you will address me as 'Mother'." I will not make you use that at other times but I expect respect. You should understand that if you misbehave while others are present, I will not hesitate to have you lower your panties and spank you in front of them. I truly hope that will not be necessary."

Yvonne now told Kathryn she could get up from her stepmother's lap and pull her panties up. "But," she added, "you will remove your bra and leave it off for the rest of the day so you remember this lesson." Kathryn let out a whining sound of complaint and Yvonne glared at her and asked her if she needed to be placed back across the lap for more spanking. Kathryn quietly said she would obey the order and unhooked and removed her bra, allowing her 34B breasts to move rather freely beneath her thin blouse.

As she left the bedroom, Yvonne figured that this would keep her mind focused on following the new regime. The stepmother carefully bent the little cane only enough to fit in her handbag. She realized that it would be so useful having it available right there the next time Kathryn's behavior required its use.

5

The next Friday arrived before Yvonne had hardly become accustomed to Kathryn's generally good behavior and respectful attitude. Kathryn mentioned that she would be going out shortly as she had plans that included, Yvonne assumed, a date with one of her regular boyfriends.

Yvonne took this moment to remind her stepdaughter that before she went out, they would have to complete the weekly review of Kathryn's behavior. Kathryn turned red and frowned, but quickly realized she had better maintain a good attitude; already, she began to worry that Yvonne might "ground" her if she got on her bad side. "Yes, Mother," Kathryn said, very deferentially, "might we go over that now, if you wish?"

Yvonne smiled at the compliant tone and responded that she would be happy to do that and suggested that they go to her bedroom. Kathryn always felt nervous in that bedroom, since it only made her think of how her father was fucking this woman and the thought annoyed her a lot. Kathryn was intent on making sure that Yvonne knew nothing about Kathryn's rather active sex life—the stepdaughter did not like having to hear the ecstatic noises that emanated from this bedroom at wee hours of the night.

When they arrived, Yvonne motioned to Kathryn to sit on a low chair near the dressing table. She rather ceremoniously reached into her handbag and withdrew the small red-leather book in which Kathryn's offenses were chronicled. She told Kathryn that she had written down two times when Kathryn had not been respectful, and that on two days, Kathryn had left her room in a mess. "And I'm afraid I have had to enter a very serious mark for when I found a pair of your panties on the floor and they seemed to be quite stained," Yvonne said, testily.

Kathryn's face turned bright red and she was about to tell her stepmother in no uncertain terms that Kathryn's intimate habits were no business of Yvonne's, but she thought better of it, now that she saw Yvonne remove the trusty little cane from the handbag. "To remove the marks, I will give you ten strokes," Yvonne said, in an even tone. "Stand, lift your skirt and lower your panties," she directed. "Then bend across the stool for your caning."

Although she complied, Kathryn realized that this woman was insinuating herself into places she really had no business going. The very idea of her inspecting Kathryn's panties to see if they were stained! But as Yvonne now administered the caning, applying crisp strokes directly across Kathryn's mature bottom, she also lectured her stepdaughter. "If I find any more stains in your panties, my dear, I shall have to supervise your wiping after you use the toilet," she said. Since the cane was punctuating each sentence, Kathryn thought better of complaining about this horridly intrusive regimen she was now being subjected to by her clearly extremely dominant stepmother.

6

It was now Saturday and Kathryn was getting ready for her big night out with her favourite boyfriend, Lyle. She dressed smart casual, of course, but made sure she was wearing her best pink lacy panties because she knew they would be coming down later that evening, but not for punishment purposes!

Lyle arrived and was chatting with Dennis while waiting for Kathryn to come downstairs. Yvonne appeared and Dennis introduced her to Lyle as "my wife." Lyle did a double-take but silently congratulated Dennis on his exquisite taste in women. He smiled a broad smile at Yvonne and said he was delighted to meet her.

"I guess this makes you Kathy's stepmom," Lyle suggested. "I suppose I've always thought of stepmothers as old and mean but you are...certainly neither of those," he rallied comfortably. "Well," Dennis chimed in, "I'm not sure my dear daughter agrees with you about that."

Yvonne felt her face redden and Lyle stared blankly as Dennis blurted on, "I'm afraid Yvonne has had to lower your girlfriend's panties already because she has been misbehaving."

"You mean she has...spanked Kathy?" Lyle asked incredulously just as the woman in question, Kathryn, appeared, and heard the last line.

"Oh, no," she said with a quick retort, "they will stop at nothing, it seems, to humiliate me," she added.

"Your father has merely been telling Lyle that it has been necessary to take steps to deal with your naughty behavior," Yvonne said with a crisp tone.

"You bitch," Kathryn said, now losing control altogether, "I thought this was between us."

"It was," Yvonne said, "but your father is perfectly entitled to say what he pleases. And you, on the other hand, have no right to speak that way to me."

Now Kathryn grew frightened. She knew this woman was capable of causing her any kind of embarrassment.

And as surely as punishment follows misbehavior, Yvonne crooked her finger and told Kathryn to stand in front of her and lift her skirt. The young stepmother confidently slipped her fingers into the waistband of Kathryn's daringly pretty pink panties and slowly drew them down below her knees.

Yvonne sat herself on a side chair in the room and as she motioned to her disobedient stepdaughter to place herself across her grey-skirted lap, she began making the classic motion with her hand of spanking a naughty bottom...

Both Lyle and Dennis watched, almost unable to admit to themselves what they were seeing occur, and anxious that neither Yvonne nor Kathryn noticed the huge tents in the fronts of their trousers.

Yvonne proceeded to place her left hand over Kathryn's waist and used her strong right hand to administer a crisp spanking that left her stepdaughter's bottom cheeks quite rosy and even a bit red in places. "You may pull up your panties, Kathryn," she said, as if to complete this routine and smiled at Lyle and Dennis.

"As you can see, Kathryn still needs some reminders about her behavior in front of others," Yvonne commented.

Kathryn glanced at Lyle, furious at how much he clearly had enjoyed seeing her get spanked by her cool-looking young stepmother, and at Dennis, who clearly had abdicated his role as her father. "Lyle, if you don't mind, I think we had better be going now," she said.

Lyle realized his girlfriend was burning up inside with anger so he cheerily rose, put on his coat, and in gentlemanly fashion, assisted Kathryn with her wrap. That done, he waved to Yvonne and Dennis as he escorted a demure but internally raging Kathryn to the front door.

7

Dennis gave Yvonne a look that meant he was ready to jump her bones. Yvonne grinned at him and said he clearly had enjoyed seeing his daughter's panties lowered and her bottom cheeks given such a crisp spanking.

They stood, embraced, hugged, and then walked slowly to their bedroom, where Yvonne undressed her older husband and was amazed to see how incredibly turgid his member was when she zipped open his fly and helped him out of his underpants.

"So you get turned on by seeing Kathryn get it on her naughty bottom, my dear?" she smiled. As Dennis slipped her panties down and buried his face in her luxuriant bush, licking away at her very wet quim, she heard a mumbled yes, but began bucking when his tongue teased her little clit to rise to the occasion.

Then his hard member plunged into her wide-open wet cavern and the two of them fucked like they had never been together before. Yvonne couldn't believe how much more turned on Dennis seemed to be and she gloried in the sex that was firing her up right to the inner core. She felt her vaginal muscles responding and her whole body was moving into a glorious crescendo.

Dennis too was holding himself back long enough to let his young wife enjoy a magnificent orgasm and finally as he felt her love tunnel grasp his cock and press it so hard way inside, he let go and exploded into the molten core of her body. All he could think about was his daughter's beautiful behind getting those spanks from his equally gorgeous wife.

They stopped to breathe and looked at each other with deep love in each one's eyes. Yvonne grinned at her husband and asked him if he was interested in getting across her lap now. Dennis did a double-take but his cock once again rose to the stimulus his young wife was providing, especially as he watched her open her little handbag and extract the thin cane that was destined now to stripe his bottom.