[This story includes bodily functions and some discipline. If any of this offends you, please read no further. All characters are well over 18. My thanks to Leslie Jones for encouraging me to use her Women's Republic setting and her characters.]
Before Kate left her hometown, the Republic's second city, she stopped off at her family household, where she was still nominally in charge as the "responsible woman." Jan, her stepmom, greeted her with a sweet kiss. Jan served as her deputy during the time when Kate was off at the capital doing her job as commandant of the Corrections Service's Disciplinary & Retraining Unit.
"I'm intending to discipline Dad and Marie for their carrying on without following the rule and letting you know ahead of time," Kate advised her. Kate's dad, Steve Sr., had married Jan, his executive assistant, after his first wife, Gloria, died in a plane crash. Jan had become crucial to him and had become his steady girlfriend. She quickly adapted to running the household, but not as dictatorially or cruelly as Gloria had done.
Steve, however, made the mistake of consorting with a younger, very comely woman in his office, Marie, until Jan discovered what was going on—she no longer worked directly with Steve because he had promoted her to an executive position. Marie and Steve were severely disciplined by Jan, who was the "responsible woman" of the household; then she asked Kate to add to the punishment and Kate proceeded to cane Marie harshly.
Kate, however, then invited Marie, whom she liked, to join their household, in which free and open sex occurred among all the household members. Marie had no decent home life of her own and accepted Kate's invitation with alacrity. Jan and Kate informed Steve and Marie that they could have sex but must let Jan know in advance of any copulation.
They found it humbling to tell Jan about their planned intimacy every time, and when she learned they had been fucking without informing her, Jan was hurt and very annoyed. She confided in Kate, who she now served as deputy, and Kate promised to rectify matters.
She walked emphatically into the living room where Jan, Steve, and Marie were already sitting. Kate looked at Steve and Marie with her deprecating frown and sharply ordered them to stand and face her.
"You were given great privilege to enjoy each other's intimate company," she began. "All you had to do was to tell my stepmother when you intended to sleep together and play. So instead of following that simple instruction I gave you, you went and fucked with abandon.
"You know, Marie, that I invited you here because despite your conduct with Steve, I liked you," Kate continued. "I'm afraid that you've forgotten the caning I gave you when your carrying-on with my dad was discovered."
"Oh, no, Miss Kate," Marie protested, "I haven't. This was an oversight and it will never happen again."
"It better not," Kate snapped at her. "Now lift your skirt and pull down those seamy panties you have on."
Marie quickly rucked up her short skirt and then lowered her thong to her knees. Her shaved pudendum was now on display, along with her bare bottom. Kate stared at the visible thin line of her vulva between her legs.
Then Kate sat on a large armless chair and used her index finger to beckon Marie to get across her lap.
"Miss Kate," Marie managed to say before laying across Kate's skirted lap, "could I use the little girl's room, so I don't have an accident on your lap?"
"No," Kate said sternly. "Discipline is not interrupted for use of the toilet. You'll hold it in or suffer the consequences."
Marie did what she was told and lay across Kate's lap. She felt humbled by Kate's denying her permission to pee. After all, Kate, who was a Major in the Corrections Service, had achieved so much at the still youthful age of 25, while Marie remained an entry-level office assistant.
She squirmed on Kate's lap as Kate massaged Marie's bare bottom and insinuated a finger in Marie's cute little anal opening. Then she ran her finger through the young blonde's legs and felt how wet she already was.
"This obviously excites you," Kate observed, barely disguising her contempt. "I trusted you to invite you into our household and you couldn't restrain your sex drive enough to comply with a simple rule. I just hope that this is your arousal and that you haven't lost control of your bladder already."
"Oh, no, Miss Kate," Marie stammered, "I'm holding it in. Knowing I will be punished somehow gets my juices flowing, though."
"Well, punished you shall be," Kate blasted her as she began to spank her pale bottom hard, quickly reddening Marie's bottom cheeks. Marie began to groan, then moan, as she was feeling pain but pleasure in her pussy from the castigation.
Kate proceeded to lay into her, spanking her with great force. She was not a large woman but had powerful arms strengthened by her regular exercise program. When Marie's buttocks were thoroughly reddened, Kate ordered her to stand and bend over the table next to the chair Kate had been using.
Marie realized that she was going to be caned, and by Kate, who had given her that horrible painful caning after she and Steve were caught originally.
"Miss Kate," she said, "I'm sorry I overlooked letting your stepmother know we were going to go to bed together. It won't happen again."
"It better not," Kate said sternly. "Because next time you will be going to a re-education camp for women. Now bend over and keep your legs well apart."
Kate picked up her favorite cane and swished it in the air. She knew Marie was recalling the pain she had endured when Kate last caned her. Kate slowly drew the cane back and then snapped her wrist as she laid on a powerful stroke. Marie screamed.
Kate was pleased she had drawn a scream on the first stroke. She knew that she was intensifying the impact of the punishment by not stating how many strokes she would give. She proceeded to place each stroke, all delivered with the same power, slightly below the previous stroke. She paused after six, then fired a very stinging stroke as the seventh, making it clear that six was not the end-point.
Marie was in total pain with each stroke. That each stroke came below the previous one worried her because she could anticipate strokes landing on her tender thighs. She did not know what Kate did: that the most sensitive spot was the crease between the bottom and the thighs. This was where Kate now flicked her wrist, and the cane struck right where she had aimed. This time, Marie burst into crying.
There had been 10 strokes. Marie was becoming increasingly desperate because she knew she could not hold her pee in much longer. Kate saw her move her bottom and knew she was reaching the breaking point. So, she delivered a stroke right across the others and Marie let out a cry as she realized she had released her urinary sphincter and was now wetting the carpet as her pee stream poured down from between her legs with no panties or other clothing to get in the way.
"You'd better get control of yourself right now and stop peeing, Marie," Kate warned, "or we'll start this caning all over again."
That was enough to make Marie exercise her muscles powerfully to stanch the flow of urine. Kate told her she could leave and take care of herself.
Now she was with Jan and Steve. Kate asked Jan to step out for a moment with her. When they were alone, she asked Jan whether she wanted her husband and Kate's father caned or not. Jan said she would prefer it if Kate just gave him a spanking.
Kate walked back in with Jan and told Steve to drop his trousers and underpants, and then to get across her lap as she sat down on the spanking chair. When he was positioned thus, she stared at his bare ass and started hating the fact that she had to spank her own father.
She got past that and began spanking him, laying on spanks alternately on his bottom cheeks. She felt him become hard on her skirt and hoped he wouldn't spurt on it. She gave him about forty spanks and then told him to stand.
