Punishment Weekend –Chapter 5
(This story is fantasy, which has nothing to do with reality. It could not happen so it was written for fun. If spanking and humiliation bother you please skip this story. All characters are over 18)
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When I entered the living room, there were 4 mature young ladies facing the couch, with their jeans puddled at their ankles and their bikini panties on display. Each girl faced a seat cushion, as there were four cushions. Their panties were very skimpy and tight and you could see eight bottom cheeks peeking out of the bottom edges. Karen my oldest daughter, at 23, and Elizabeth my youngest daughter, at age 21, were home from college. Karen was wearing a white nylon bikini and Beth a pink nylon bikini.
Kathleen, my niece, was 23, and in college, she wore a blue nylon bikini and Annie my youngest niece at 19 wore a bright yellow thong exposing the most flesh. She was a senior in high school and captain of the cheerleading squad.
At that moment the rest of the trio walked into the living room heads hanging, mother and aunt with bare bottoms, shuffling along with panties at their knees like two 7 year old girls instead of 40 year old women, and one 25 year old that was in her cartoon undies.
“Did you finish in the kitchen?” I asked.
“Yes Sir,” they replied.
“Are the dishes in the cabinet?”
“Yes Sir.”
“I will check later.”
“Molly did you rinse your mouth of the soapy taste?” I had placed a bar of soap in my wife’s mouth, so she would remember not to use naughty language again.
“Yes Sir.”
“Are you going to use that kind of language again?”
“No Sir.”
“If you do I will march you up to the bathroom and I will wash your mouth out with soap. Do you understand Young Lady?” I asked firmly.
“Yes Sir,” she stammered feeling humiliated to be spoken to in this manner in front of everyone.
“I have business to take care of with these four young ladies,” I said pointing to the girls standing at the couch. You three will be placed in a shame circle until I finish with them, “I said. My wife knew what I was going to do and let out a small sob, but the other two did not know.
“Susan come over here so I can unpin you,” I ordered. I unpinned her two large safety pins and her undies dropped to her ankles.
“Girls lift your skirts nice and high well above your hips,” they each followed my orders showing everything below their waist. I slowly walked around each girl inspecting each of them.
“Susan I want your vagina lips shaved bare by tomorrow I will be inspecting,” she had some fuzz in between her legs. Both Molly and Barbara were as smooth as a baby.
“Now girls form a circle and squat down. I want your feet flat on the floor. Your legs should be shoulder length apart and your knees touching your chests,” all 3 squatted awkwardly showing each other their vagina and anus areas.
“Susan hold your Aunt’s ear with your left hand. Molly you do the same to Barbara, and Barbara grasp your daughter’s ear. I want each of you to place your thumb in your mouth and suck loudly on your thumb. I want to hear your sucking and don’t worry about drooling.” I said as I smiled. I walked in a circle around each of them observing their positions. They were each fully exposed, as they squatted awkwardly in position. Susan and Molly’s panties were spread as wide as their legs permitted. Barbara had a different problem and was mortified because she had to deal with stockings, a girdle and panties at her ankles causing her to be placed in a very undignified position. All three heads were down in embarrassment as they spread their legs, and held on to each ear while sucking on their thumbs. “Stay like that until I dismiss you. Is that clear?”
I heard all three say “Yes Sir” in unison, as they struggled to stay balanced.
“Do you know why you are in this shameful position girls?” I asked.
My wife, Molly, answered immediately. “I over spent my allowance Sir.” This was followed by my sister-in-law, Barbara, who stated “I teased my sister.” Lastly, Susan, my oldest niece said “I thought I was too old to be disciplined.”
“Very good girls now place your thumbs back in your mouth.” I ordered.
Next, I turned to the four girls facing the couch and ordered them to turn towards me with their heels together and their hands behind their back. Their jeans were puddled at their ankles. “You are not to move or fidget while I am speaking to you,” I said in a condescending manner, as if they were children instead of adults.
I was directly in front of my daughters and nieces. I glanced at the four girl’s faces. I could see how mortified and disgraced they were by the look on each face. Pointing to my two nieces I said “You girls may get dressed and go home. You are both grounded for the weekend. I want both of you in bed, as soon as you get home. I will be over in the morning to deal with your naughty bottoms. Cancel all of your activities. There will be no TV, radio, computer or phone calls. If one of you disobeys I will take both of you to the woodshed for a bare bottom strapping. I hope that is clear?”
Both girls said “Yes Sir,” as they quickly pulled up their jeans and headed to the door grateful for the reprieve.
I looked at my two daughters still standing showing their undies. In my hand I held the unopened report cards.
“Daddy we can explain,” Karen started to stammer. I stopped her with a stern look.
“Explain what? That both you and Beth’s grades have dropped since last semester. I already know. I received a call from your resident supervisor, Miss Davis, last week about your grades, and how you have not been studying but partying. We will meet with her tomorrow.” Linda Davis was the 22 year old student resident, who presided over my girl’s dorm at school.
Karen shifted her weight from foot to foot and stared at the floor intently. “Stop fidgeting! Keep your hands at your sides and look at me when I when I am speaking to you!” I said.
Tears started to form in her eyes, “Yes Sir,” her bottom began to clinch in expectation of the spanking she knew was coming.
I slowly opened each of the envelopes containing their grades. “Hmmmm, each of you fell down one whole grade in every subject. I am NOT happy with you girls. What do you two have to say?” I questioned as I looked at each girl.
Beth spoke up: “We are sorry Daddy; we will try to do better.”
“I’m afraid I’m sorry is not good enough! Did you say you will try to do better? After I tan your bare backsides with the hairbrush I guarantee you will do much better,” with that announcement I took each of my naughty little girls by their ears and marched them over to the spanking chairs. They tripped and stumbled because their jeans were still around their ankles.
“Now stand at attention, hands at your side, heels together, head up, and don’t move or talk,” I swatted each of them on their bikini seats to emphasize my orders. I decided to make Beth and Karen wait for their spanking. I felt the anticipation would do them good.
“Okay now,” I said. “You may stand,” I ordered my wife, sister-in-law and oldest niece.
All three let go of each other’s ear and stopped sucking on their thumbs. I could see their blouses were wet from the drool dripping from their lips caused by the sucking. Their panties were still at their ankles exposing their entire front and backside.
“Molly, your niece, is going to take you upstairs and will dress you in your punishment yellow drop seat jammies. Susan will also supervise you as you wash your face and hands, brush your teeth and go potty,” I ordered.
“Susan if your aunt disobeys you I give you permission to tan her backside. The hairbrush is on the night table next to the bed.”
“But Sir I can do it,” I heard Molly stammer. Turning her around I swatted her 3 times on her bare posterior. “Do as I tell you!”
I motioned Susan over so I could pin her too big undies. Now MARCH and be back here in twenty minutes.” Off Molly went stumbling up the stairs sobbing, with Susan right next to her. Molly knew she would be sleeping on her stomach tonight.
I then took Barbara’s ear and walked her to the back door swatting her bare fanny as she slowly walked with her panties, stockings and girdle impeding her progress. Each mincing step she took resulted in a spank to alternate cheeks. In all about 10 swats landed on her behind before she reached the back door.
“I want you to go home through the backyard. You are grounded like your daughters. I want you in bed immediately. I will deal with you once again in the morning.”
“Yes Sir”, she sobbed as she pulled up her panties stockings and girdle and walked through the yard to her house. I could see her enter her door and head upstairs.
