Janet Maxwell's First Spanking
From John Hudson Jr.
March/27/2001

John had driven Janet and Brenda home from the mall and no one had said a thing. He was mortified, imagine, having to come and pick up your girlfriend and her mother for getting caught shoplifting. They where both lucky that Greg Farthum, the mall security manager, was an old friend of John's and he had recognized Janet from a picture that hung on John's living room wall. Otherwise the police would have been called and the two women would have a record.

John entered the house with Janet and Brenda in tow. Once they where in the family room, John put the idea that he had decided on into action, he was going to tan her ass soundly for her breaking the law by shoplifting. John had decided that this would be the time to test to see if Janet was his or not. Would she stay with him once she had been humiliated by being turned over his knee and spanking like a child in front of her mother.

And as for her mother, well that was something all together different. He didn't know what he should do with her. She wasn't his to spank, she was George's, her husband's problem and what he did with her was anybody's guess.

This act went beyond anything that she had done in the past. He knew that she was a very willful woman and he knew what must be done, if she didn't like it, well tuff luck.

John had told Greg what he intended to do to Janet, but he didn't know what he was going to do to Brenda. He knew what he wanted to do, tan her ass as well. But she was someone else's headache. How he handled her was his dilemma.

John didn't delay in his resolve, as soon as the three where inside the house he sat down on the edge of the sofa and grabbed one of Janet's outstretched arms.

"Noooooo!" Janet wailed as she felt herself being forced over his lap. She felt his hard cock cutting into her hip, but she knew that it wasn't going to cut into anything else that day. "Noooooo." she said again.

Janet managed to break away from John. She stood up and stepped back a few steps. Stamping her foot defiantely. "No, do you hear me? No."

John looked up at her. "Yes my dearest I do understand." He stood up stepped over to her and grabbed onto her ear. Pulling it forward and down. As she again went over his knee she put her hand up to his and tried to pull it away. All this did was force him to squeeze her ear harder. "Owww, Owww, Owww, Owww. Oh please no don't?"

"Sorry, My dearest Janet but this is going to do you more good than you will ever realize. You where caught stealing of all things and are about to find out what my girlfriend gets when needed."

He raised his hand above his head when Janet's mother reached out and grabbed it. Both John and Janet looked up at her in amazement. "No John that's not right, no, no, no it isn't." She was shaking her head from side to side. "That definitely isn't how you treat a lady in this family."

Janet gave a sigh of relief, but before she knew what was happening, her mother had placed a wooden hairbrush into his hand. "This is what is used in this family."

Janet struggled to get up. "Noooooo mama," she looked up at John, "Oh god John, no, not a hairbrush, you can't. For the first time you spank me, please just use your hand. That will be enough, I'll learn my lesson with just your hand only. I truly will, I will. Noooooo."

John then put the hairbrush down into the middle of Janet's squirming back and reached over and pulled up her dress. We might as well got all the way. "Noooooo, oh noooooo, Mama not on the bare, stop him, pleeeeeease." Janet was looking at her mother, pleading for her to intervene in what she knew she wasn't going to like.

John pulled up her dress. She reached back to try and stop him from pulling her dress above the waist. "John noooooo, you can't." She managed to grab onto the edge of the dress, but all John did was grab her wrist and pull. The hand came free and the dresses hem continued its inevitable journey up he legs.

"Noooooo."

But it didn't matter to him if he could or couldn't, he was doing it. "Young lady it doesn't do any good to give a spanking over some ones cloths. Spankings are always given on the bare bottom of misbehaving children."

"But I'm not a child."

John shook his head, as he looked down at her, laying there."When you act like a child, I'm going to treat you like a child. Whether your 24 or 42 with five children of your own. Act like you need one, and a spanking will be given."

Once the dress was up and tucked into her waist John pulled down her panties to reveal a very cute bottom. One he had seen on many an occasion, but never from this exact view. John put his hand on one cheek and patted it. "This my dear is what should be done to every thief. A sound spanking." There before him was one cute ass, his for the tanning.

Janet squirmed as he patted her backside. "John, no, I forbid this, do you hear me, I forbid this indignity." Janet was going to play the test for all it was worth. She was testing John to see if he were the type of man she wanted as husband material and she was going to act as if she didn't ever want spankings..

But John paid no attention to her protestations, he simply picked up the hairbrush and brought it soundly down upon his Janet's quivering cheeks. Whack, "Aaaaaah, oh no, please. I'm sorry, I promise I'll never steal again, you'll see, please, you'll see I'll be so good."

"Oh God no." Janet wailed "I can't take this, I can't, I know I won't be able to."

John didn't listen. He raised the hairbrush again and struck her bare bottom. Again and again the brush screamed through the air and landed with a sharp retort against her reddening ass. Janet kicked and cried. She begged and bawled. She threatened and pleaded. She shook and shouted. John ignored her and continued to blister her ass. Whack "Yeeeeoooow," Whack "Yeeeeoooow, no please you can't, I'm not you wife." Whack, "Yeeeeoooow," Whack, "Yeeeeoooow."

Janet by this time had lost all sense of perspective, The spanking and the pain had made her loose her thought processes entirely and she could only yell with pain, Whack, "Yeeeeoooow," Whack, "Yeeeeoooow." Whack, "Yeeeeoooow," Whack, "Yeeeeoooow." Whack, "Yeeeeoooow," Whack, "Yeeeeoooow."

When he finally stopped, Janet just lay there like a limp doll crying "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Her ass was completely scarlet and she had bruises beginning to form. She bawled her heart out and begged for forgiveness. "Oh John I'm truly sorry, I simply didn't understand what you would do to me, I'm sorry."

John let her cry for a long time. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Finally he let her up and he hugged her. His hands caressed away the pain. She just buried her face into his chest and sobbed. She had received ten whacks with that godforsaken hairbrush. As she cried on his shoulder she could see he was still holding that hairbrush in his hand. She hoped upon hope that he wouldn't decide that 10 wasn't enough and give her ass another spanking.

As she sat there her fiery red backside just throbbed in pain. "Janet, if you're going to remain and be my girlfriend and I hope wife, you'll have to obey me and accept these spankings and ultimately my way of life.

At first Janet didn't fathom what he had said to her, but as her thought processes cleared it dawned on her what exactly he had said. Her head shot up off his chest, "Your wife, are you asking me to marry you."

John smiled at her, "Yes my little one I am. That is if you agree to my conditions of what I have a right to do to you"

Janet shot up off his knee, "Oh yes I do, I do. Did you hear that mama where going to get married."

Janet and the mother embarrassed, "Yes baby I did hear him. It's great, your father and I had hoped that you would be marrying the type of man who could control your immature ways, and by the way John just handled you, he looks just right." Brenda also had a smile on her face, she now knew that her baby would be safe and okay for the rest of her life. She had a man just like her husband, a man who knew how to treat a lady. Love and cherish them always and treat them like the queens they really are. But at the same time the king does have certain rights, one of them being to turn the queen over his knee and tan the Queens ass whenever he sees fit.

Janet then turned and embraced John, "Oh thank you, oh thank you, you've made me the happiest woman on earth." Janet then let go and began to rub her sore ass.

John then pushed her back a foot and grabbed her ear and pulled her over to the corner, Her dress still tucked into its waist and her panties around her ankles." Janet you are to stand in this corner until I say you can leave it."

Janet standing in the corner tried to reason with John. But John would have none of it, "You either stand in that corner or I'll turn you over my knee again, and we'll do it all over again. Plus don't say another word." He then swatted his new fiancée on the rump.

She yelped, "Yeeeeeeow."

Janet put her hand over her sore ass, "Janet put your hands to your side."

Janet just stood in the corner like some child. It was probably the first time that an engagement had begun with a spanking and not a marriage proposal.

Janet stepped out of her panties, bent over and picked them up. Stuffing them into her cleavage.

The phone rang and Brenda went to answer it, it was George her husband. She told him the whole story from how Janet and her had been caught shoplifting, the spanking Janet had just received and the marriage proposal John had just made to Janet. Normally she wouldn't have mentioned breaking the law to George, he'd have spanked her. But she knew he would find out anyways from John and wanted to try and curb the situation with a little truth for a change.

Brenda took the receiver away from her ear, "John, George want's to talk to you." Brenda looked perplexed as she handed the receiver to John, she couldn't figure out why George wanted to talk to John at that particular moment.

John walked over to the telephone and took it from her.

John took the receiver and put it to his ear, "Hello George."

"Hello John my boy, and I feel okay to now call you my boy, as your going to become my new son in-law."

"That's right sir, a very happy son in law. Ah sir about me spanking your..." George didn't let him complete the sentence, instead he interrupted the speech he was going to make about the spanking.

"That's perfectly alright. You're to be her husband, you might as well start your duties now, than wait until after your marriage. She should find out before she's hitched how she is to be treated by her new lord and master. I've been spanking Brenda since before we where married. Why shouldn't you spank our daughter."

John was relieved, he might have forbid his marriage to Janet if he found out he a spanked his baby daughter. But he hadn't, he did the same thing to Brenda all the time. "If I where there I'd give her mother the exact same treatment, a sound spanking."

John smiled at that, what a family this was going to be. "Now John, since your going to be my son so to speak. Since I can't be there to do it myself. I want you to take over my duties in relation to Janet's mother."

John smiled was he saying what he thought he was saying, did he actually want John to spank Brenda. "George I'm a bit fuzzy on your meaning, what exactly do you want me to do to Brenda."

There was a few seconds of silence on the other end of the telephone, "Why my boy I want you to spank her of course. Treat her just like you just did Janet, without the marriage proposal of course. But the spanking is okay with me. For that matter, I insist, if you're to be my new son in-law you must do what I'd do in the same situation. Go right ahead and administer the spanking to my Brenda."

"Yes sir I will, I'll treat her no different than Janet."

He then heard George say good bye and he said goodbye with George hanging up the phone.

John hung up the telephone and walked over to Brenda, he put his hands on his hips, "Brenda, I've got some good news and some bad news for you. First the good news, George is delighted that I'm to marry Janet."

John didn't at first say what the bad news was, as he didn't know how Brenda was going to take it, "What's the bad news John." Brenda was quite nervous about what could have happened to George.

John walked over the end table and picked up the hairbrush and walked back to Brenda, tapping the brush on the palm of his hand. "The bad news, or at least the bad news for you is that he has given me his permission, since I'm to be a member of the family, that I'm, well to treat you as I just treated Janet."

Brenda was perplexed, "What do you mean treat me as you just treated Janet, but you just spanked Janet. Oh my, oh no you wouldn't." It had come to her, like a bolt of lightning, she started to shake her head no. "Oh no John you aren't, that's not what he meant, that can't be what he really meant."

Brenda started to slowly back up, she had put her left hand over her bottom and her right outstretched towards John. Janet standing in the corner couldn't see what was going on, but she could damn well hear it all. "John what's happening, what's going on." Brenda was still shaking her head no and slowly backing up away from John. "No, No, No. You can't, this isn't right."

John grabbed Brenda by her ear and pulled her over his knee, "Janet my dear, your father has just given me permission to spank your mother for him. Since he isn't here to do it for himself and it will be a week before he can return to do it. He wants me to fulfill his husbandly duties for him."

As Brenda went over John's knee her protest began. "No John, that isn't what he meant, I'm sure it isn't." But deep down in her heart of hearts, she knew that it probably was exactly what George had told him to do. But that didn't stop her from protesting about being put over John's knee.

Raising the back of her dress John says, "Oh, but it is Brenda, I made sure of that by getting him to spell it all out in its entirety."

Once Brenda's dress was tucked into her waist, John tried to yank down her girdle, but couldn't. "Janet my love, come over here I need your help."

Janet turned and for the first time saw her mother over John's knee. She smiled at that sight. She walked up to them and asked, "What do you want me to do John."

"Pull your mothers girdle down. Brenda shrieked, "Noooooo Janet don't do it, I forbade you. I'm your mother." Before receiving her spanking from John, she wouldn't have done any such thing, as help John spank her own mother, but Janet knew who was in charge now. She reached down and grabbed the sides of her mothers girdle and pulled them down. The sides of the girdle rolled down and she stopped pulling when the top of the girdle got to Brenda's knees. "I'm so sorry mama, but he's going to be my husband. If I don't do it, I'm likely to find myself over his knee again and in the same position you're presently in."

There Brenda was, laying over her future son-in-laws knee, bare assed and about to received her first non sexual spanking by a man other than her husband or her father. It was to her the most humiliating experience that she had ever undertaken. At least the most since that first time that George had decided what she needed was a very public spanking in front of her entire family. Not that she had any choice in the matter though, then or now.

John held Brenda firmly over his knee. Finally realizing what John meant to do, Brenda tried to struggle free and yelled, "Let me go, do you hear me. I demand you release me this very minute!"

John was having a time just keeping Brenda over his knee, she was a strong one, she was. He delivered four hard swats with the hairbrush over her backside as she squirmed and struggled to free herself. Brenda yelled with each swat, Whack "Owwwww," Whack, "Owwwww," Whack "Owwwww," Whack "Owwwww."

With that her strength seemed to have left her, she lay there meekly trying to get up, but couldn't. "Oh John, please stop. It hurts so much."

John shook his head. "Brenda it's supposed to hurt, it's a spanking and that's the general purpose of a spanking."

Unable to find the strength to get off his knee, Brenda began giving John orders, "Don't you dare touch me again John Hudson. You'll live to regret this, Whack "Noooooo." But it was too late when John began a rhythmic assault to Brenda's backside.

He didn't know if her approach to talk her husband out of a spanking ever worked with her husband, but with him it just meant extra and harder swats of the hairbrush.

Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow. Oh John, I truly don't like it, It hurts so much."

Upon hearing Brenda's infantile cries, John released Brenda's hand, put the hairbrush down on the bed and bent over to whisper in her ear, "Now young lady, we aren't even halfway done with your spanking. Your fanny is already red, but it will be sorer by the time we finish and by we I don't mean you and me, I mean your husband and me. For by giving me his permission he is at least here in spirit. Now I want you to tell me why you are being spanked, Brenda?"

The sobbing figure over John's lap, hearing that the spanking wasn't over, began to cry harder. Unable to speak, Brenda nodded her head.

John repeated his question as he began to rub her burning backside with his hand, reminding her of what was yet to come. Between her sobs, all Brenda could say was, "I ……. naughty"

"Yes, Brenda, you ……. naughty. And when we are finished, you will be allowed to stand in the corner with your daughter. He looked up expecting to see Janet's bare ass standing in the corner. But he didn't. She was standing there rubbing her ass watching her mothers spanking. "Janet," He yelled, "Get that ass of yours back into the corner, NOW." That last he yelled at the top of his voice.

Janet didn't say a word she just sprinted back to her corner and stood there hoping she wouldn't get a repeat of her previous spanking.

"John why isn't the spanking over, you gave me the 10 that you gave Janet." She had trouble even saying that, as her tears and fright where enormous. "That's all that George said to give me."

John continued to rub her backside with his hand. "The reason you will be getting extra is because you where the adult in the situation and should have know better than to shoplift in the first place. Janet wanted to try it as a lark. What you should have done is grab her forcibly by the ear and taken her out of the story immediately. Once home I would have tanned only her ass and not yours as well. Or you could have even spanked her yourself, right there in the store. You are her mother after all. You do have that right don't you, well don't you?"

"Yes sir."

At hearing this Janets hand crept over her own ass. Without even looking up John said, "Janet, hands at side."

Janet put her hands to her sides. "Yes dearest."

John placed his left hand into the small of Brenda's back and began spanking her again with his free hand. Brenda's crying resumed at the level of a continuous wail. She felt all of her anger and fight fall to the floor with her tears.

Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack, Whack. In all he gave her another 15 with his hand. All she could do was cry, incoherently. "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." No protest, no threats, no empty promises about being a good girl, only crying.

Once the spanking was over John helped the poor unfortunate woman up off his knee and over to stand in the corner next to her daughter. "The two of you are to remain in this corner until further notice, is that clear,"

Janet's response was, "Yes dearest."

Brenda response was, "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

"I'll take that as a yes Brenda."

John continued his lecturing of Brenda. "Now in the future if Janet here does anything in public for which she will need a spanking you have my permission to simply turn her over your knee and spank her right there in public."

Janet whirled around. "Nooooooo, John she can't. I'd be sooooooo humiliated."

John turned Janet around and swatted her one crisp swat on her already red ass. Crack, "Ouch."

Janet's hand wemt over her ass. "Hands to side."

Janet reluctantly put her hands to her side, expecting another whack. But none came.

"Do you understand that Brenda?"

Benda still weeping. "Yes spank her in public."

Janet looked to John that she was about to turn around again so he swatted her again. Crack. "Ouch." She stayed right there in the corner not saying another word.

"Now Brenda if I find out you should have spanked her in public and didn't I'll talk to George and I'm sure he'll spank you for not spanking Janet."

"Ooohhh." Was all Brenda said.

"Now young ladies, I was going to watch a very important soccer game on the television this afternoon." Soccer was John favorite sports activity., He had actually played it at University. "Now if I've missed it, I'll be back anf most asseridly tan both your asses again. You had better hope that this little incident didn't interfer with that."

Neither woman said a word, to scared of getting another spanking.

John then went downstairs and watched a little television for two hours. As he had told them, there was a good soccer game on between Blackburn Rovers and Liverpool. He hadn't missed any of it. The announcers where just ending their speel about the teams. Once the game was over he got up and went up the stairs, hoping one or both of the women had disobeyed him. But neither had. They where both standing there in the corner like obedient young ladies.

"Janet my dear it's time I was going home. I'll call you tomorrow. The two of you can now leave this corner, I suggest a little ointment for those backsides of yours would be in order. Janet then turned around and kissed John, while John reached down and patted her on the bare backside. She hugged him tight, as tight as a child who was scared and wanted reassurance from a parent, would have.

They kissed. John then put his hand under her chin, "I'll call you in the morning."

John then turned and left, going home. He wanted so badly to fuck something, he thought of Frederica. She would be perfect. He got this hard-on by spanking his future mother in-law, why not relieve it by fucking his own mother.

8 days latter, April/04/2001, George returned to the family home. John was there to see him. "Well, well my boy, so you're entering the family as an equal member."

John picked up his drink off the bar in the family's recreation room. The two men where sitting there while the women talked up in the kitchen about the wedding plans. Janet had on an engagement ring the size of a Buick. "There's something that I want you to understand about this family, where a very open minded and progressive thinking family."

John didn't quite know what he meant by open-minded. "Well John, you looked perplexed. What I mean by open minded is that even though your marrying my daughter, I still insist that if she needs it and your not there, than as her father, I'm going to spank her like she was 16 and needed it. Even if she's 45, with 4 teenage children."

John shook his head up and down in agreement. "Of course George, you go right ahead. You have my permission. After all you've been her father a lot longer than I've know her. That's your right as her father."

George put his hand on John's shoulder, "Yes but that's not all I mean of course, I as her husband, give you the same rights with my Brenda. If I'm not there you have my permission to take her over your knee as well. Believe me she's quite a handful at times."

John smiled. "That's acceptable with me if it's acceptable with you. But I think we should tell the women and see what they say. Not that what they say will matter of course. If they need a spanking, then it will be up to us to give them one whether they want one or not, by either of us." They then shook hands on the deal.

The two men walked up into the living room and called for the women. Brenda and Janet immediately enter. "Brenda, John and I have been talking about the two of you. We have come to the realization that your both, mother and daughter, are quite a handful at times. We decided that since John is about to become a member of this family he should get all the privileges of it."

Brenda looked over at John who had his arm around Janet and then back to her husband, "What do you mean George?"

She walked over to George to get his answer, "We have decided that whenever either or both of you need a spanking and their husband isn't present, than the other one has the right to spank either of you. Without getting prior notice as John had to with you last week."

Brenda stepped back, and gasped. She was dumb-founded. She stared at George and then at John in almost laughable disbelief. She could see that John had her daughter by the ear at this point. "That is the most ridiculous, preposterous, and absurd utterance I ever heard," she spat out the words and turned to leave as Janet had obviously tried to do a few seconds earlier.

George also grabbed Brenda by the ear to stop her from escaping her intended fate. He gave her a firm whack on the back of her dress for trying to get out of her fate. Each man walked towards the other. Both women where protesting their little hearts out. "John no you can't be serious - George let go of me this second." Both women had uttered their protestation at the same instance.

George and John exchanged ears and walked back to their seats.

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April/04/2001
Janet's Spanking From Her Father
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George let go of his daughter's ear and reached down and undid her belt. He turned her around and zipped down the zipper on her jeans, as she stood there and forcefully tugged down her tight jeans to her thighs. "Get over my knee, Janet."

"Ohhhh, Daddy, no, please, please no, anything but a sp-spanking." Visions of the times when she was 7 or 8 getting her bottom spanked, panties down, over his lap, flooded her memory, how she bawled and kicked but the spanking just went on and on. God, she thought, he can't take my panties down, John don't let him take my panties down."

John looked up from her mother's backside, "Janet he's your father, If he thinks they need to come down, then come down they will."

"I haven't needed to spank you in 4 years Janet, but it is clear I have to start again. I want you to know something, young lady, that from now on, every time you need one or disobey, I am going to take you over my knee and spank you. That is unless your loving husband is around to do it."

John looked over at George and his struggling fiancée, "How many do you think they should each get, as an object lesson, George."

George looked back and replied, "I think 5 will suffice, after all they actually haven't done anything wrong John."

"Yes but I'm sure that they have both done something that they didn't get caught for."

George shrugged and said, "Well then shall we make it 8."

John tilted his head from side to side and answered, "That sound okay to me."

Brenda and Janet simultaneously screamed out in protest, "It doesn't sound okay to us."

John smiled at her answer, "Okay then lets just increase it to 10 if you want."

The two protesting women yelled, "Noooooo, that's not what I meant."

"Daddy. No, don't pull them, ohhhh Daddy, noo, noooooo...." And Janet started to cry, in frustration and embarrassments as her father had just yanked her thin white panties down to join her jeans at her knees. Her 24-year-old bottom, which so nicely filled out her snug jeans were now perched bare to her father's eyes, bent over his strong right thigh.

With the ping pong paddle in his hand, George began his daughters instruction in what her fate may be in the future. Smack, "Owww owww, ow, ow, ow, ow, ohhhh please, owww owwwww, nooo, No more, Pleeeease Daddy, noooooo" she howled as his paddle came down relentlessly, smacking the defenseless cheeks and turning them a vivid pink, then crimson. Crack, "Noooooo," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow,"

Janet bucked and squirmed on his lap. God how humiliated she felt. There windows were open on this warm spring day and she was sure the entire neighborhood could hear her getting spanked like a little kid. Try as she might to be quiet, she couldn't help but yell and sob as the painful ordeal went on, and on.

Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow," Crack, "Yeeeeeeow."

Finally, George stopped at the ten. Her bottom had been thoroughly roasted and she lay limply across his lap, crying hard, trying to catch her breath between racking sobs.

"There, there, Janet, it's over. I hope you've learned a good lesson."

"Yes, yes sir, I'm sorry, daddy, I'll behave in the future, I promiiiiiise."

With that George let go of his calcatrine daughter and she got up off his lap rubbing her very sore bottom. Looking over at John still spanking her mother. A little bit slower than her father had been spanking her. Janet stood there rubbing her bare ass, as John finished spanking her mother Janet pulled up her panties and jeans and ran over to him and fell into his arms crying. "Oh John I promise I'm be sooo good, Daddy won't have to spank me every again, ever.

Janet looked and saw her mother running out the door and up to her room. She was too embarrassed too stay in a room with a man who had just spanked her in front of her husband.

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April/04/2001
John Spanks His Soon To Be Mother In-Law
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John let go of Brenda's ear and pulled her over his knee. "Noooooo George he can't, No John you can't. This isn't right." But her protest and that of Janet's fell of deaf ears.

John looked over at George and his struggling fiancée, "How many do you think they should each get, as an object lesson, George."

George looked back and replied, "I think 5 will suffice, after all they actually haven't done anything wrong John."

"Yes but I'm sure that they have both done something that they didn't get caught for."

George shrugged and said, "Well then shall we make it 8."

John tilted his head from side to side and answered, "That sound okay to me."

Brenda screamed out in protest, "It doesn't sound okay to us."

John smiled at her answer, "Okay then lets just increase it to 10 if you want."

Brenda yelled, "Noooooo, that's not what I meant."

She closed her eyes as John pulled her dress up over her waist and tucked up her dress high into her waist. His hands caressed the powder blue colored cotton pantied bottom. She felt herself shiver.

"Ohhhhhhh," she uttered aloud, as his fingers grabbed the waistband and started to pull them down to just below her round bottom cheeks. Her legs were pressed so tightly together, that the panties were trapped at her crotch. When he wedged his hand in between her legs she squealed. "Eeeeaiiii, no it's not going to happen." John pulled the panties, by the crotch, to her knees. He actually touched her pubic hairs as he grabbed her panty crotch. Some of the hair caught between his fingers and came out when he pulled. "Ooooooh." She squealed as she felt her hair being pulled out.

With her bottom completely bared, the first slap struck with no warning. His firm hand gripped the ping pong paddle as it slapped her left cheek and she jumped with alarm. It stung like hell, Smack, "Ooooooh."

The second slap bounced hard on Brenda's right cheek. Smack, "Yeeeeeeow." John paused to observe the pink ping pong paddle prints. The bumpy design of the paddles covering was plainly seen on her rump.

He gave her three more in quick secession, Smack, Smack, Smack. It happened so fast that she didn't have time to yell until the third one had landed on its target. The hard-backed paddle tore into Brenda's 44-year-old bare bottom with a vengeance. The white-hot pain was incomprehensible. To be spanked by a man who was only 28 years old and 16 years your junior was humiliating.

Brenda was crying like a child, not only from the pain but also from the most humiliating time of her life.

John took his time with the spanking, he was actually enjoying it too much. He imagines that George was spanking his daughter out of love and a need to instruct his daughter, but he on the other hand was spanking her mother because it turned him on. He had a massive hard-on and only wanted to be relieved. Janet could do it later in the evening.

Smack, Brenda jumped about 4 inches off the floor. "Yeeeeeeow." She was crying at this point. Crying as loudly as her 24-year-old daughter was. He was making every swat count. John could see that George wasn't spanking anywhere as hard as he was.

Smack, "Noooooo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo." Was all Brenda could say. She couldn't even see her husband and daughter any more. The tears where too thick in her eyes.

Smack, "Please John Stoooooop, It hurts."

John stopped the spanking for a few second, "It's supposed to hurt Brenda, That's the point of being spanked. Even by your future son in-law."

Smack, "Yeeeeeeow. Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

Smack, "Yeeeeeeow," At that all Brenda could do was shake her head from side to side. She wasn't even yelling any more, only balling.

Smack, "Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo, Boo Hoo."

John held on to Brenda until he saw that George had finished with Janet a few second earlier. He then released her.

John let go of Brenda and she ran out the door and to her room. No standing there as Janet was, just out.

John saw Janet was standing there rubbing her bare ass, as John finished spanking her mother, Janet pulled up her panties and jeans and ran over to him and fell into his arms crying. "Oh John I promise, I'll be sooo good, Daddy won't have to spank me every again.

Of course John knew better. She would probably have to be spanked regularly. That's the type of child/women she was. "Janet I think you should go up and comfort your mother, your father and I have some man talk to do."

Janet turned and walked out of the room, rubbing her very sore and tender backside. Just before she exited the room she turned to face her father. "Thank you daddy I did need it, I didn't like it, but I did need it and so did my mother John."

John and George went down into the recreation room again.

While in the recreation room the two men came up with a family compact of sorts. It laid out the others duties and responsibilities to both women. What could and must be done when there are spankings needed by either woman.

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