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Get your own Free Home PageI was almost nostalgic the next morning. This was probably the I would be eating breakfast in this house and squirming on a sore bottom. Since it was Saturday she didn't have to go to work but she wanted us to help her with more chores. Our efforts during the week were pretty successful at getting the place clean but she seemed obsessed with getting the whole house spotless before my parents arrived. It took all morning until she was satisfied and then we were sent to the showers with two admonitions. We had to make sure we left the bathroom clean and with a smile she added that if we messed up the bed we had to make it again.
About an hour later we straightened the sheets and covers and joined her for lunch. Then off to the airport to get Mom and Dad. It was good to see them and there were hugs and kisses all around. On the way back they said very little about their vacation. They had rented a nice cabin way out in the wilderness and were entirely alone. The way they said that made me think that Aunt Joan wasn't the only old person who still had an interest in sex but really now, we're talking about Mom and Dad. They wouldn't still be doing that, would they? Mom talked about going for long walks in the forest and Dad laughed as he said something about her finding some interesting trees. Whatever the joke was, I didn't get it but Aunt Joan giggled and Mom actually blushed. I figured it was one of those grown-up things. One other aspect of the car ride was odd. Mom seemed to having a hard time getting comfortable in the seat. For a minute it looked like... But that's ridiculous.
They planned on spending the night and we would head for home tomorrow so they moved into the guest room and although my suitcase stayed there I was going to sleep on the couch. There was room for me in Dave's bed but I didn't think it would be a good idea to suggest that. Dave and I spent the afternoon listening to them talk about the old days when Uncle Jim was alive and the fun they had when the four of them would go together into the woods and rough it. That was Dad's term and Aunt Joan laughed and said, "That's a good way to describe it. There were lots of times when it was pretty rough but I loved every minute of it. I miss those days."
Mom looked at Dad and then to Aunt Joan and said, "Why don't you come up there with us next year. The change of scenery will do you good. We still go for long walks like we used to and it would be fun to have you blazing a trail alongside of me. Remember how the guys would... Opps, never mind. Well, anyway, think about it."
Aunt Joan said, "I don't know, it's tempting. I'll give it some thought."
About then Dad turned to me and said, "And how was my little girl this week? Did you get all the spankings you were supposed to?"
If he had asked me that in front of Dave at any time in the past I would've been totally mortified but even as things stood, it was somewhat embarrassing to talk about it. I said, "Yes. Aunt Joan did as you asked and I've learned my lesson. I'm really sorry about the way I acted and promise not to act that way again."
Mom joined in with, "You're lucky it was so late. I really wanted to take the wooden spoon to you but I have faith that Joan was able to get through to you. Did she give you a dose of the hairbrush? Your father asked her to."
Unfortunately, the ground didn't open up and swallow me so I had to answer. "Yes, she spanked with that last night."
Mom always was a bit of a skeptic so she said, "Dave, would you do us a favor. I want to see just how well your mother saw to our daughter's discipline so she's going to pull her pants down and I don't want to embarrass her so please leave the room for a minute."
She didn't want to embarrass me? Well for not trying she was doing a damn fine job and for a fleeting moment I was tempted to tell her that he had seen a lot more of me than just my bottom but I held my temper and my tongue. Anything less than meek obedience would more than likely lead to another trip to the guest room and probably with a little time in the kitchen first. Dave was gracious and went upstairs as I stood up. The ones left in the room were all sitting on the couch so I turned my back to them, bent over and lowered my pants. Mom chided me. "That's nice Dear but we can't see through your panties now, can we."
I slid them down too and the state of my bottom met with their approval so I was allowed to put my clothes to rights and they called Dave back into the room.
Conversation worked its way back to more normal things but now that I think of it, what could've been more normal in that house than talking about spankings, especially ones graciously and lovingly given to me. I had the opportunity to show that had indeed learned how to behave in restaurants when we went out to dinner. I was the perfect angel.
Dave and I stole a few kisses when we could but something told us not to make our relationship seem like more than the friends they thought we were. He snuck downstairs in the middle of the night and we made love quickly and very quietly but he had to go back to his room and other than that one interlude, it was a lonely night on the couch for me
Not very much exciting happened in the morning but later that day Aunt Joan was talking about Dave getting a summer job. She said, "My company has a special program for young people and Dave is going to work there starting Monday. They have a few more openings and I think your daughter would have no trouble getting a position too. In fact, I'm sure of it. I talked to my boss last week and he said she's got a job if she wants it. It will mean she'll have to live with us for the entire summer but you're only a few hours away and she'll be able to see you from time to time before she goes back to school. It might get you folks to visit me a little more often too. I haven't asked her yet. I thought it best to clear it with you. What do you think?"
My folks looked at each other and one of them said, "That sounds like it would be good for her but do you really want to be saddled with two teenagers? Dave is a nice boy but she can be quite a handful at times. She needs a firm hand."
Aunt Joan replied, "I can see to that. She's actually been very helpful around the house and done more than her share of chores. And believe me, I won't have any trouble keeping her in line. By the way, I've given up on the firm hand form of discipline. I have a very good paddle now and as she can tell you, it works just fine."
Well we were back to subject of spanking again but this time I was giving support to Aunt Joan as the all looked to me for confirmation. I said, "She spanked me with it the first night after you left and it was awful. She's a firm believer in giving spankings to remember. You can be sure I won't disobey her and risk getting another spanking like that as punishment for a long time." If I stayed with them I would be sure to get more than a few spankings with the paddle but they wouldn't be for punishment. They would be just because they wanted to see their slave suffer but I couldn't say that. I wanted to reinforce her position regarding corporal punishment even more to strengthen her case. Besides, why should I be the only teenager getting embarrassed so I added, "She also used it on Dave and I'm sure he'll attest to its effectiveness too." Good, I got him to blush as he nodded to show his agreement with my evaluation.
When they asked me how I felt about the idea I didn't want seem too enthusiastic so I replied, "I don't know. It sounds like a better opportunity than working in a fast food place. It might be good for me."
My parents still seemed a little unsure so Aunt Joan said, "Look, why don't we send the kids off to a movie and we can talk this over."
Dad seemed to warm up to that suggestion and said, "And we can talk about you joining us in the cabin next year too."
Aunt Joan had a funny smile as agreed and then she told us which movie would be a good one to see. It was the same one he supposedly went to earlier this week and she knew we both had seen it already. We chose not to argue with her since we didn't want to jeopardize my chances of staying the rest of the summer so we headed out to the car. As we got in I asked why she told us to see that movie and he said, "I think she was really suggesting that we park the car around the corner and come back to peek in the way I did that night. I have a feeling I know why but I'd rather not tell you in case I'm wrong."
This had been a week of shocks and surprises but I almost fell over when I looked in the window. The two women were taking their clothes off. We got there just as they finished and stood in front of my father with their feet apart and arms at their sides. He was holding Aunt Joan's new paddle and we saw him give then some instructions. Both women were smiling as they turned away from him and bent over with their hands on their knees and bottoms thrust out. I didn't have a totally clear view through the curtains but I could see a number of thin marks across Mom's rear end. So this was the kind of games they used to play as a foursome and that explained Aunt Joan's comments about liking it when she was spanked. He gave each of them a bunch of swats and then held up the paddle as if he were telling him what he thought of it. It looked like the receivers were also giving their opinion by a lot of rubbing their behinds to ease the pain. Aunt Joan looked directly at us and made a funny motion with her head. She was telling us that we could be seen from inside and that we had better get out of there before someone else knew about it. From her smile I also gathered that she knew her mission to let us know a little more about our parents had been accomplished. As we backed away I saw Dad taking his belt off.
At supper I had to work very hard and not noticing how my fellow females were sitting. Over dessert they announced that I would be spending the summer at Aunt Joan's and that she would be going to the cabin with them next year.
On Sunday I rode home with my folks but Dave followed us in his car. Once I re-packed for an extended time away from them we said our good-byes. Of course I was admonished to be a good girl and do whatever Aunt Joan told me to do. I assured them I would not only be very obedient but I would be her slave around the house if she wanted. Satisfied that their daughter was going to be left in good hands I got a last hug and Dave and I were on our way.
He helped me get my suitcases and stuff stored in what was now really my room and as I looked at the bed I said, "I won't be sleeping here very often." He smiled at what I was implying but added, "Unless we want you to spend a night or two tied and frustrated." I kissed him and asked, "When you do will you wake me up the way you did last time?" He assured me that it would be his pleasure. Then I took my clothes off and looked at myself in the mirror. I was pleased with my appearance but my rear end was very pale. I was sure it wouldn't be that way very often in the weeks to come. I took his hand and we went downstairs to where I would have plenty of opportunities to keep the promise I made to my parents. I was going to be extremely obedient.
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