Spanking my Wife's Aunt: Linda’s aunt needs a spanking for a serious mistake she had made in the past (Spanking the Family)

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When we got to Mrs. Fairchild's bedroom I could see that, once again, numerous articles of clothes were laid out on the bed. Look at Auntie's little Princess!! What fun we are going to have!!” Auntie squeezed my waist. The blood was ringing in my ears and my pen-s was buzzing and tingling like a nest of bees. I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Without warning a huge orgasm shook me, and I could feet the c-m spurting into my fur lined satin pen-s sheath under my layers of satin, crinoline and lace. It took me a long time to fall asleep. Spending my first night in this strange new bedroom in nothing but a frilly nightgown had me on pins and needles, the fabric causing a constant state of arousal that I could do nothing to relieve. What was I doing? I made up my mind that I had better get out of this situation--I had not been able to even think about working on my paper, let alone plug in my computer, and I didn't see that changing anytime soon. Mrs. Fairchild obviously had an agenda that I didn't understand at all. Finally I drifted into a fitful sleep. We are going to go through to the dining room, where I am going to administer four strokes of the cane to your seat, and three strokes of the strap to each of your hands.’

Finally it was dinner time. Cooking was not one my tasks, and after I remembered to ask the Landlady's permission to be seated (still in my apron and flats), she was placing a steaming plate in front of me. It was a beef liver, string beans and mashed potatoes. I never ate liver, but was afraid to say anything. When Mrs. Fairchild asked me why I was taking so long to eat, I confessed that I'd rather not eat the meat. My mother was determined to make sure I got what I see ked and used her wooden hairbrush very effeciently. Your all right kid. Society tries to make us scared and embarrassed by sex, that's why we feel ashamed and guilty about things that are totally natural.That's all right, Honey," my aunt said when I got to her. "Little babies need to be diapered at night. Nothing at all wrong with that." She patted my diapered bottom. "Just like your little cousin Shannon over there."

After a few months I was feeling somewhat strange in my gut. I felt like I needed to be punished harder for my misbehavior than the loss of things and privligies. You're 30 minutes late.” Her tone was icy, and she was impatiently tapping the toe of one of her pumps as she held the door open. I started to stammer a response when she cut me off. Consequently we have given her permission to administer a punishment like the ones at her school, and she has agreed to do this as a favour to us. Not only will you go and apologise, but you will talk to her, listen to her, answer her questions, and accept any punishment she decides you need.’Ah, you must be Danny. I've heard a lot about you. Come with me to the car." I didn't know what else to do, so I went with her. Something in her tone compelled me to obey. When we were in the car, I ventured some questions.

When you are older, all you need to do is find a partner who understand. Many couples like spanking and find this makes their marriage and sex life stronger. When we entered the room, there was a large double bed for my parents, and a......I couldn't believe it! A white CRIB, covered with pink bunnies and of course, pink nursery printed sheets. My Aunt smiled and said, "Yes dear, that's a little baby who still needs to wear diapers all day. But since you are a big girl, you get to wear training panties during the day." The point is, all this wondering, built up an incredible amount of anticipation, so much so that by the time I got home I was tingling with a mixture of fear, anticipation and what I now know to be sexual excitement. These thoughts and imaginings had aroused me sexually and my nether-regions were on fire, if you know what I mean. So by the time my mum told me to bend over for what was to be the slippering of my life and her shoe came to rest on my bottom, I nearly had an orgasm. At the time I didn’t recognise the feeling for what it (nearly) was, but I now know that’s what happened. Like you I was walloped pretty hard but although my bottom was stinging like it had never been before and I was tearful, I was quivering all over with excitement and my pants were wet. The excitement lasted for a few hours, then I calmed down, and things pretty much returned to normal. My mother stripped me down to my underwear to sleep in. Grumbling about it, I began to climb into the crib. Just as I got in, my mother said, "Hold on just a minute."This sounds pretty normal really, like others have said a lot of people are turned on by being spanked. You'll probably enjoy it more as you grow up. Mrs. Fairchild maintained her steel-like grip on my hand. She rested her purse and keys on a table and lifted my skirts and petticoats and swatted me hard on my rear. Dig in pooky!” Her sing-song voice filled my ears as I struggled to swallow the warm glop. What had I done She led me into the next room, and had me stand at one end of the dining table, looking down its length.