Everyone in this story if above 18. There is some extended play that involves bodily functions, so if that is not something you want to read about, you should not read this story.
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As you know by now, I'm 21 and single and living at home and working full-time. I like my job, which is in the financial realm but I'm still thinking about getting my degree and then maybe doing a business degree while I'm working. My brother is two years younger and still in college but he too lives at home.
Beginning when I caught him jerking off in my panties, our relationship has developed in a very pleasant way. This little incident put me in control and now we have become fairly constant lovers. Our bedrooms adjoin a common bathroom and we are away from our parents, who really don't bother us much.
I've always been close with my mother's younger sister, Aunt Kay, who really is only a few years older than I am. We get along well and I suppose you may be starting to get the idea that I tend to be the one who's in control because I first started exercising my natural command style with Aunt Kay.
She would visit us and end up spending more time with me than with Mom, probably because she's ten years younger than my mother and has more in common with me, in terms of how she dresses and what kind of music she likes. Aunt Kay is somewhat diminutive in size, with sandy blonde hair and a nice, petite figure, so she looks younger than she is.
Once when she was over and we were sitting on my bed chatting as usual, she mentioned that she had gotten behind on handling the bills for her household, which only consists of her and my Uncle Lee. I told her that if she didn't keep up with that and do what she needed to do, I might have to punish her.
"Oh, Susan," she said rather surprised, "and how will you punish me?"
"My dear Aunt Kay," I said with a touch of firmness in my tone, "I will have you lift up your skirt, and then I will pull down your panties, put you across my lap, and spank you until you understand your responsibilities."
Aunt Kay giggled, which made me all the more inclined to make sure she was spanked soon, perhaps the next time she visited.
Not long after, I received a telephone call from her. It seems that she and Uncle Lee now had to pay a fairly substantial penalty because she had not renewed some promissory notes they had taken out. She sounded embarrassed to be talking about what came next.
"Susan," she said slowly, "I'm afraid you are going to have to punish me the way you described the last time I was over at your place. Lee is furious with me but really is not the kind of man who would ever want to strike a woman. When he told me that something drastic needed to happen to straighten me out, I suggested that you might be the one to change my behavior, and I told him how you said you would punish me.
"He said that I really need a crash course in behaving like a mature person and that he had a lot of confidence in your ability to provide it to me," she went on. "In future, he would like to be able to refer this directly to you and send you some sort of communication that indicates the kind of punishment he has in mind to suggest to you.
"This all took me by surprise," Kay said pensively. "I do agree that I behaved badly and am willing to do what he says and ask you to punish me appropriately. I do hope you will say that this is all right with you and that I can come over to be disciplined by you."
This was all happening very quickly. I was surprised by the formality of the way she was speaking but guessed that that was indicative of this being a serious matter for both of them.
I responded by saying that I had been worried that her carelessness could cause something like this to happen and that she should definitely come over here this afternoon and plan on getting disciplined in the manner I had described.
I listened to a gulp on the other end of the phone line and said firmly, "Kay, I expect you to be here in my bedroom at 4 P.M. sharp. You need to come in by our separate entrance so that my mother is not aware of your visit."
Kay thanked me for thinking of that and clearly did not want her sister to know about what she had done nor that I was going to be the one to hold her to account. I reminded her to be on time and we said good-bye.
Promptly at 4 P.M., I heard a quiet knock on our door and I went down and let Kay in. She was wearing one of her usual dresses and low heels. I was pleased that her hair looked clean and had likely been cut not long ago. But her face was red as we walked into my bedroom.
"You know that I warned you this could happen if you didn't start paying attention to your responsibilities," I began lecturing her. "So now you're back and I will be punishing you like a little girl, Kay."
"Oh, Susan," she said with almost a cry in her voice, "I'm so ashamed that it has come to this but if you don't punish me, and write a note to Lee outlining what you have done, I'll be in even more trouble, so I guess we might as well get on with it."
"Very well," I said. "Let's take care of this and then we can chat. Kay, stand up right there and pull your dress up above your waist and keep it up there."
I was surprised that she seemed so docile and willing to go along with what I had described to her the last time we had chatted here. When she had complied with my first order, I stood behind her, put my thumbs in her pale blue panties, and pulled them down to her ankles.
I found it interesting that Kay had put on a white garter belt and had stockings attached to it. She really looked kind of cute in her lingerie. I took a look at the crotch of her panties and was not too surprised to find that Kay had not taken much care to wipe herself properly after using the toilet as evidenced by the several stains in her panties.
A little embarrassment about this at the start seemed in order.
"Kay," I began, "if Lee had not indicated that you needed to be punished, I would have come to that same conclusion because your panty crotch is shameful. If you report to me in future for disciplining with panties stained like these are, I will add extra punishment for you and may require you to come see me when you need to use the toilet so I may supervise your wiping," I said very directly.
Kay's face was now very red with humiliation and I decided not to comment further except to take her across my lap, which she assisted me in moving there, and then couldn't resist saying, "Kay, I see you are dressed like a big girl but you have been acting like a spoiled little girl who doesn't do what she needs to do. We'll see about correcting you so that this won't need to happen again."
