This story involves incest, spanking and other punishments as well as several bodily functions. If any of that offends you, please read no further. All characters are over 18. This story will likely make more sense if you first read Chapter 01 first because events here do refer back to what occurred in that chapter.
Meg and Keith, both 25, had readily settled into living in his family home where he had grown up. They were successful young professionals, married only six months, who were willing to submit to the will of Keith's fiftyish mother, Nancy. She had been widowed for a couple of years but now indulged her need to dominate by controlling the behavior of her son and daughter-in-law.
Nancy required them to adhere to a schedule that prescribed when they awakened, when they departed for work, and when they returned. Any lateness was punished, usually with an over-the-lap spanking by Nancy on the offender's bare bottom. Keith had grown up with this kind of dominance, but it was new for Meg.
She loved her husband and she accepted the need for them to take advantage of the living arrangements while they gathered their financial resources. But although she complied with Nancy's rigorous discipline, she began to resent it and plan how she would escape it. In a short time, this goal was further refined: Meg intended to reverse the current situation and take control of her imperious mother-in-law.
Meg was surprisingly unemotional about the situation, which was amazing because she was so embarrassed and humiliated by her mother-in-law.
She had flaming red hair and a nice figure, curvy in the right places but she could never be called plush. Nancy, an ash blonde, was in good shape for her age. Meg briefed Keith early one morning in their bed about her plans.
"You're going to be surprised," she began, as they lay on their backs next to one another, Keith's arm around her shoulders.
"Go ahead," her husband said softly, "surprise me, Meggsy."
"We're going to pack our things up—we haven't all that much, and it won't take long—and inform your mother that we're going to live on our own," she continued.
"She will likely tell us that we're crazy to do this but will abdicate any responsibility," Meg went on.
"I will arrange with a real estate broker I know to rent a gorgeous house for us on a short-term basis," she grinned.
"Nancy will be floored when she sees it, because it will be extravagant in every way," Meg said. "I know that she will then apologize for how she's treated us and try to entice us to return. At that point, you will say that we both have made this decision."
"Now she will try another gambit," Meg predicted. "She will tell us how sorry she is for having led us to leave, and tell us all the things she will offer, including a substantial amount of cash."
"Then I will ask her to go into the bedroom with me for a minute," she confided in her husband. "I will look her in the eye and say, 'Nancy, you know you've been a very bad girl. You've chased away your son, who loves you, and made me, who was ready to embrace you, resent you."
"This will be enough for her to lose her composure and begin to cry," Meg explained, "since she will begin to understand that her reign of terror is over."
"So, what happens after that?" Keith asked, pleased by his wife's assertiveness and ability to strategize. He remained concerned, however, that his dominating mother would not surrender her power so readily.
"Meg, I don't want you to start this and then have to back off," he posited. "That would really mess things up totally."
Then Keith had a further thought. "She may try to alienate you from me by telling you about how she seduced me when I was 22," he said, sounding very unhappy at his having to even raise this.
"Keith," Meg quickly replied, "you told me about that, and I have never and will never hold it against you. I love you so much and nothing like that or anything will ever get between us. I know you won't ever betray me but I'm afraid that I would still keep on loving you."
She opened her arms and hugged him, kissing him, and holding the kiss as she insinuated her tongue into his open mouth.
Keith realized how much he loved her, too, and managed to whisper that to her after their long kiss ended.
Meg smiled and whispered back: "We're going to have the wildest time in bed tonight, whether or not this works, and I know it will."
This made Keith smile. He tended to be quiet and reserved at home, contrary to his persona at work, where he was a highly confident, aggressive attorney. He realized that Meg was probably in fine fettle and likely had just concluded her period. They both loved to have sex while she was on, but experience had taught him that once she didn't have to fret about messing the bed, Meg let herself go and was one hot number in the sack.
"If she plays tough, darling," Meg answered coolly, "we tell her we're leaving for good. But I don't expect that to happen. She might just offer to have us stay on but minus her Big Mama domme role.
"That probably sounds good, doesn't it?" she went on, smiling, and Keith told her that it definitely did.
"I will be absolutely straight with you on this, though, sweetie," Meg said in a deliberate tone Keith didn't recall hearing previously, "I want to have her over my lap in that bedroom. Once I've spanked her, she will be mine to control."
"What's in it for her?" Keith asked. "I'm fine with your taking control and ending the current situation, which isn't much to my liking any more than it is to yours."
"She will have the pleasure of our company," Meg replied. "This will become an even stronger bond as our family grows."
"You know, because I told you about this before we got married, about how I was quite close with her, and may have led her on," Keith volunteered with no accompanying note of apology.
"I know, darling, that she seduced you when you were 22 and you sucked and fucked her, yes, you told me," Meg responded, with a slight air of annoyance, not at what had happened but at having to be reminded of it yet again.
"I know and I married you anyway," she went on. "If Nancy responds as I expect she will, she will wind up being quite happy. With your consent, which I doubt you will withhold, I would invite her into our bed."
"Is this just a reward for doing what she ought to do anyway?" Keith rejoined.
"No," Meg stated more starkly, "I think if she gave up trying to be in charge the way she has been, I would enjoy having her join us. I repeat that I expect you would too. Now tell me, was she a good lay?" She grinned with that face that Keith could never resist. He adored this woman.
Keith's face grew red as he now felt ashamed of his previous encounter in bed with Nancy which Meg had described so colorfully.
"Yes, she was, Meggsy," he finally responded. "I wouldn't have thought it worth mentioning if she hadn't been. So as usual, darling, you're right," he said, with emphasis but also resignation.
"Now, make love to me, sweetie," Meg implored, "because I really need it right now before I get up, pull my panties up, and take her on."
***
Meg didn't have a class to lecture until the afternoon, so she dressed a bit more formally than she normally did for class. This meant putting on a well-tailored gray pinstriped suit and a crisp white blouse with a colorful ascot and gold stickpin. Her sheer hose and burgundy pumps completed the outfit which made her appear both delicious and a woman in charge. She had also put on a pair of the new period panties she had ordered and worn during her monthly, because she didn't want any arousal she might experience during this showdown to make her feel uncomfortable. Her period had just ended, but she figured that these panties would take care of just as well when she was aroused as when she was flowing."
Keith had already departed. Meg sat down with coffee Nancy had already made and took a croissant from the basket that had been delivered early that morning with the daily newspaper. Nancy's late husband (Keith's father) had always wanted to see the newspaper so Nancy had made breakfast a pleasant occasion for all of them and kept doing so. It kept his memory alive for her.
She appeared now and saw that Meg was dressed to kill.
"You're all gussied up today, gorgeous," Nancy commented, meaning to be nice. "Really, you do look absolutely fantastic."
From the second statement Nancy had made, Meg concluded that her mother-in-law was truly intending to convey a compliment, in her own fashion.
"I do have an important class to conduct today, Miss Nancy," she answered sweetly but with an unusual firmness in her voice. "I do have to discuss something with you, though, and it's the kind of thing that we had better go into the bedroom."
She stood and beckoned Nancy to come with her. Her mother-in-law was somewhat surprised by this invitation but decided to go along.
When they were in Meg and Keith's room, Meg closed the door and sat on the bed. She motioned to Nancy to sit down beside her.
"We've decided to move," Meg said bluntly. "You've been quite kind in having us stay here but we've realized we need our own place. I've been given a great deal for us and Keith agrees that we can't afford to pass it up."
"This is quite sudden," Nancy, who was flustered by Meg's announcement, managed to say.
"It is," Meg answered as clearly as she had originally spoken. "But it's happening, and I wanted you to know as soon as we completed the plans."
"You can afford to do this?" Nancy asked, a bit skeptically. "Why now?"
"This is what we want," Meg said firmly. "We may be pressed at times, but we can manage this, and we will do it."
"Is it because of the way I've run things here?" Nancy now ventured to ask, just as Meg had hoped and anticipated.
