Aunty Spanks Hard: Summer Vacation Discipline

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There was a long pause. I could feel the beating of my own heart. Though I was confident that she wouldn't spank me, I was still a little uncertain. Aunt Christine's face seemed to be fraught with indecision. It seemed to make a decision. She started walking towards me. It wasn't a normal walk though. It seemed very deliberate. My mind told me to run from her. To get away, she wasn't bluffing at all! I tried to run, but my feat were frozen. I was paralyzed with fear. The fear of what she would do. When she reached me, she grabbed my ear, by the lobe. She started to pull me towards the door. Still, scared, I couldn't manage to move my feet. Suddenly, she gave me a sharp swat on my rear. That got me moving. As she marched me up the stairs, she started lecturing me. You can't do that!" I was never spanked before. I didn't want to find out what it felt like at all. But, I was sure she was bluffing. My aunt brought my cousin Shannon into the room to change her out of her diapers, and get her dressed for the day. Shannon looked at me when they entered. "Baby!" she said excitedly. The fascination is strange. I had cousins who were spanked like that and I thought it was a lie because my parents never did that. How embarrassing!-I thought. I had been spanked over my pants but never bare; I couldn't even imagine it. My aunt was a bossy woman and ran that house so I could see her administering a spanking but I somehow thought that I was immune from her because I wasn't her kid.

And don't forget to curtsy sweetly and talk in your sweet little girl's voice Princess. Any misbehavior will be dealt with severely my little moppet!” With a final hard pinch on my flushed cheeks, She opened the door. She told me if I wanted to feel what a spanking felt like, she would give me one. But she would be the one deciding how hard and long she would spank me. We saw my Uncle Harold that day. Only time I ever saw the old man, he died when I was 13. He took an instant liking to me though. He didn't like anyone, that old man, but he liked me. My brother and sister were jealous when Uncle Harold gave me a brand new Baseball. It was so big to me at the time...I couldn't even hold it right in my hand.Yes please Auntie Dear.” Smiling, she reached over and gave my cheek a hard pinch. Then twirling me around, she untied the apron and helped me remove it. She proceeded to help me disrobe completely, dispite my protests that I could do it myself. It was getting near night. We ran outside and caught fireflies. "Glowbugs" we called them. Every once in awhile you would catch a moth too, and then let it go. It was fun to see who could catch the largest moth...once my sister caught one that had at least a 5 inch wingspan, but we teased her and said it was really a bat. A white bat. For a minute I didn't think she was going to leave, but finally she did. I disrobed and entered the tub. Almost immediately Mrs. Fairchild re-entered the bathroom. I awoke in the middle of the night. It was dark, and I realized I was trapped in the crib...and i had to go pee.....really bad. I wondered for a moment about calling out to my mother to let me out, then realized something. I was wearing a diaper. What would it feel like to just wet it, like a real baby? I might as well put it to good use! 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.

I see my little bunny has hopped out of her bed!” She stopped in front of me, hands on her hips. I stood mute for a second, and then I saw the dreaded “tap” of one of her pumps. Honestly, how ungrateful!! Here I am thinking only of your comfort, and you can only respond with silly impertinance! Now put this on immediately!” She thrust the dress at me. Her burst of anger caused me to reach out for the garment. My recent spanking still throbbing, I carefully removed my nightgown and pulled the dress over my head, bringing my arms through the lace trimmed sleeves.I never had an orgasm from any of the spankings I got, but for days after I'd be thinking about it. What I'm trying to say, is your not abnormal or anything, in fact I bet it's more common than people would like to admit. Well Princess,” she was postively crowing with delight as I sat there flushed and panting, “Auntie is so pleased that you want to keep dressing like an adorable baby girl. I think its a wonderful decision. In fact, Auntie can't wait to show her frilly little niece off to her friends. But first things first, time for breakfast.” No another word snookums!! Now let's see your pwettiest curtsy to show Auntie Dearest how much you love your pwetty dress-dress because Auntie's little toddler has a LOT to do today!” I won't call you 'Dan'. You will always be 'Danny'. 'Danny' is a child's name, that is what you are, is it not?" Kiss your dolly goodnight sweetheart.” The Landlady's voice was sugared in an even more condescending tone than usual. I gingerly kissed the porcelain face. “Now you and Priscilla get a good night's sleep honeybun,because my two dollies are going to have a BIG day tommorow!” Her amused grin filled me with dread. Another big day? As my mind raced with the awful possibilities, my pen-s taunted me by becoming as rigid as steel inside my gauzy bunny panties.