Julie Davidson Spanked By Her Mom
July/28/1989

Julie Davidson is driven up to her house, it's 2 am. She met John Hudson at the dance earlier that night. He was a charming young man and he was almost the same age as she is. He hadn't told her how old he actually was, but she knew that he had to be at least 18 to get into the dance. There was a bar at the dance that served alcohol.

Julie leaned over to kiss John, "I had a wonderful time, you've got my number call me."

She kissed him on the cheek, she could feel his hand on her bare knee, slowly inching it's way up her leg towards her thigh. She reached down and gently slapped his hand. He removed it from her leg immediately. Julie got out of the car, ran up to the front door, and entered the house. She turned around and bent over to peek out the small window in the door to see if he was still there. He was just pulling away. What a wonderful guy, he had waited until she had entered the house to make sure she was safe.

Then she felt it, a crisp slap on the tenderest area of the back of her dress. "Ouch." She shot erect, put her hand to her bottom, turned around, and found her mother standing there.

Pat, Julie's mother didn't look at all pleased with her. "And where have you been young lady. Do know what time it is."

Pat was pointing at her wristwatch, standing there in her bathrobe. Julie could see her mother was holding the paddle ball paddle. "I, I was out at the dance mother. You know, the one you gave me permission to go to."

The mother reached up and grabbed Julie by the ear. "Don't get smart with me young lady. I know exactly were you where. It's 2 am and you know you're supposed to be home by midnight."

Julie reaches up and grabs her mother's hand as her mother starts to pull her up the stairs to her room. "But mama, I'm 19, I should be able to stay out later now. I'm not a child anymore. I'm leaving for college in a week."

Julie found it hard to walk up the stairs wearing high heels and being pulled by her ear. "Mama don't, your hurting my ear. I can't keep up in these heels."

At the top of the stair Pat stops so that Julie can get her balance. She swats Julie on the rump again, "Ouch, mama no. I'm really too old for this. I shouldn't be treated like a child anymore, I shouldn't."

Once into Julie's room Pat lets go of the ear. "Young lady, your curfew is still midnight and I expect you home then, not 2 in the morning or even 3 minutes past midnight. But 12 at the latest."

Pat was waving the paddle in her face. "When I tell you midnight, I mean midnight. Now get over her and over my knee for a good spanking."

They heard the cough at the doorway, it was Oscar, Pats 26-year-old son. Pat points the paddle at him, "You young man get to your room, I'm dealing with your sister right now."

Oscar didn't more, "Do you want this used on you as well young man." He laughed, shook his head and went back to bed. He had seen Julie getting spanked before, no big thing.

Pat turned back to Julie, "I said get over here or I'll get the entire family up to witness this spanking.

Julie was horrified, "No mama. I won't. I'm too old and I won't let you this time."

"No, you said! Julie Davidson, I'm your mother and you'll do as you're told. I'm still strong enough to turn you over my knee, on my own."

Pat reached up, grabbed her ear again, pulled her over to the bed, and sat down. Bringing Julie over her knee."

Julie looks back at her mother and puts her hand back to protect her bottom. "Mama no, I'm too old for this. I'm going off to college in a week. Mama noooooo, I'm 19 years old." Julie starts to struggle and get frantic, she realizes that her mother was strong enough to handle her even at 19.

Pat puts the paddle down on the bed and lifts up Julie's dress. She sees that Julie isn't wearing any panties. "And what's this young lady, no panties. I thought I brought you up better than that. Ladies where panties. Or did you lose them when you where out."

Swat, "Yeeeeeeow. Oh mama no, please."

The paddle hit Julie soundly in the center of her firm backside. "Just why don't you have panties on young lady?"

Swat, "Yeeeeeeow." Swat, "Yeeeeeeow. Mama, no wait. I can explain, wait a minute. I didn't have any clean ones and just had to go to the dance. Jenny McCoy had set me up with a blind date and I couldn't disappoint him. That wouldn't be very lady like, either, would it?"

Swat, "Yeeeeeeow." Swat, "Yeeeeeeow."

Pat landed two more swats on her backside. "I think your getting a little to big for your britches young lady. I think your father may need to use this paddle on you. He'll teach you how to act like a proper lady and be respectful to your mother."

Swat, "Yeeeeeeow." Swat, "Yeeeeeeow." Swat, "Yeeeeeeow."

Once the spanking was over Pat let go of her and she got up off her mother's knee, rubbing her backside with both of her hands, trying to get the sting out of it. Pat stood up and she waved the paddle at her again. "In the morning young lady your father may just have a talking with you."

Pat then turned and left the room shutting the door behind her. She locked it. Julie went over to the door and tried to open it. When she couldn't, she started to bang on the door. She banged on it for 10 minutes trying to get it to open. It then opened and there stood her father. "Julie, do you want me to get the paddle and use it on you now."

Julie stepped back. "Oh no papa, I'm soooooo sorry. I'll watch myself."

"Good, any more noise and I'll be back to have a good talking to you." He then shut the door and relocked it.

Julie went over to the bed and fell on it crying. Not so much from the pain of the spanking but because of the way she was treated. They had treated her like a child, a 10-year-old child. Not the well brought up 19-year-old lady she was.

She lay there on her bed and cried.

"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, Boo Hoo."

She eventually stopped crying and got undressed and put on her nightgown and went to bed. She lay there hoping that her father wouldn't want to talk to her in the morning. She knew what it meant when her father talked to one of them. She had trouble sitting down for four days the last time that he had to talk to her, when she was 13. Her mother was one thing, but her father knew how to spank.

In the morning when she got up, every one was gone. It was 11 o'clock. There was a note on the kitchen table. It said that there were some sandwiches in the refrigerator for her lunch.

A week later she would off to college and life in a dorm, one where she didn't have a curfew. There they did treat one like an adult.

Once away at college she met John Hudson again. He was starting there as well. She almost immediately moved into his house to live with him, as man and wife. No marriage yet, but who knows. The dorm was almost like living at home. They did have a curfew after all and no men allowed in the dorm. Her parents had seen to it that they picked a special dorm, women only, curfews, rules to follow, etc. It was awful, not what she had expected it to be like. So that's why she moved in with John. Also she wanted to piss her mother off to no end. How dare she treat her like a child? John would be different, he treated her like the adult she truly was, or so she thought.

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