67 A Letter to the Editor
Dear Sir:
I have read your magazine with some interest over the past months. I was
first introduced to your fine publication while visiting my brother and sister-
in-law's home. I spotted a copy in the night table of the guest room where I
was staying. When I asked my brother Bob about it, he told me that he and
his wife were firm believers in corporal punishment and that their three
daughters had been punished that way for years. During my stay I got to see
Carol, their 18-year-old put over her mother's knee for an old-fashioned
over-the-knee bare-bottomed spanking. Afterwards while Carol stood in the
corner of the room with her panties and jeans still around her ankles, Mary
(my sister-in-law) told me some more of how the children were punished. I
got very aroused while Mary was telling me about the various punishments
meted out and later that night, the mental images of it were vivid in my mind
as I brought myself to a fabulous orgasm with my fingers.
I should tell you a little about myself. I am a 34-year-old computer
consultant; single with short blond hair and a figure that I keep in shape
through aerobics. I was spanked on the bare bottom by my parents until I
was 18 when I moved out on my own. The punishments I received were
very straightforward, quite unlike some of the punishments Mary had
described.
About 3 months later, Mary and Bob called to see if I would be willing for
Janice, their eldest, to visit for a couple of weeks. Apparently the family was
going on vacation and Janice had to stay behind for some exams at school.
Since we only live a few miles apart, I was the easiest place for her to stay. I
replied that I'd be happy to have her. I made sure the guest room was
cleaned out for Janice's arrival that weekend. On the Saturday morning,
Mary called to let me know that Janice was on the train and would be here in
an hour or so.
"Now remember Sue," she said "if Janice gives you any trouble while she's
with you, you have our full permission to punish her as you see fit. Janice
gets punished about once a week on average so I wouldn't be surprised if
you have to turn her over your knee while she's there." A chill shot up my
spine at Mary's words. The thought of a naked eighteen year-old bent over
my lap for a spanking had me soaked in moments.
The first few days passed uneventfully. Janice, at 18, was fun to have around
and the apartment was certainly more alive for her presence. On the fourth
day of her stay however, that all changed.
I had set a couple of simple rules for Janice while she was visiting. There
were to be no boys in the house while I wasn't there, Janice would have to
let me know where to reach her when she was out in the evening and she had
to be back no later than eleven o'clock each night.
Thursday night I returned home from work to find no Janice and no note
saying where she was. I was a little irritated but my irritation turn to outright
worry when she still wasn't home by nine o'clock. At 9:15, Janice walked
through the door as though everything was wonderful. One look at my face
and she realized it was not.
"I though we had an arrangement about letting me know where you'd be in
the evening." I said.
Janice looked a little worried. "I'm sorry Aunt Sue, I was studying at school
and I must have forgot."
"Well I've been worried sick here Janice. I was just about to call the police!"
Janice's face turned pale as she realized how upset I was. "What do your
parents do with you when you don't keep the ground rules?" I asked quietly.
"They p-p-punish me." quivered Janice.
"Well I'm going to do the same." I said. "Go to you room and get ready for
bed. I'll come and see you in your room in a few minutes."
Janice was trembling slightly as she walked out of the living room. I gave
her about 10 minutes to think about it before following her. On the way to
the guest room, I picked up my hairbrush from my vanity. Mary had told me
that the girls usually got spanked with a leather strap but I figured my brush
would do the job for this evening.
As I walked into Janice's room I caught my breath. I had expected to see her
in her usual nightclothes sitting on the bed waiting for me but she was not.
Instead, she was standing in the very corner of the room facing away from
me. Her nose was pressed right into the corner. Janice had changed into a
lacy baby-doll nightgown that I hadn't seen before. Aside from that, she
wore nothing. Her hands were holding the nightgown tight, high up her
waist leaving her lower back and her buttocks completely bare to my gaze.
My pussy seemed to clutch at the sight and I could feel myself getting very
slippery and very hot. I sat down on the end of the bed and didn't say
anything for a moment. I could see Janice was also breathing quickly and I
remembered that Mary had told me that both older girls often got aroused at
some point during their punishments. I shook my head and tried to pull
myself back to the issue at hand.
"All right Janice, come over here." I said. Janice turned and walked right
over to me. She stopped about two feet away and waited. Her nightie was
still being held up high on her waist and her pussy was now in plain view.
There was surprisingly little hair covering her mons and what was there was
pale blond leaving a clear view of her puffy outer lips. Although Janice's
head was hanging down, I could see she was blushing furiously at being so
exposed to me like this for the first time. I started to understand Mary's
belief that embarrassment was an effective and essential part of every
punishment. The baby-doll was so sheer that I could clearly see the outline
of her nipples, which were both dark pink and very erect.
"Over my knee, Janice." I instructed. Janice was quick to do so, relieved,
perhaps that her pussy and breasts were now hidden from view.
I felt her body rest over my knee and adjusted her slightly so that her bottom
was well placed. I could feel her breasts hanging down against my nyloned
left leg and the sensation made me even hotter.
"Ok Janice, now why are you being punished?" I asked.
"Because I didn't follow instructions. I'm really sorry." she answered.
"All right, given it's your first infraction here, I'm just going to give you a
spanking," Janice seemed to uncoil with relief, "but make no mistake. Your
mother told me in great detail how you're punished at home and I won't
hesitate to punish you 'fully' if you don't follow my simple ground rules."
With that, I started spanking Janice with my hand. Alternating from one pale
buttock to the other. It was the first spanking I had ever given! Janice's
bottom was very pink and she was squirming when I paused to pick up the
hairbrush.
Without pause I rained a series of sharp smacks over the already hot cheeks.
Janice cried out again and again and her feet kicked out like someone
swimming the breaststroke as I completed the punishment. With her kicking
like that, I had a perfect view of her nether regions from her light brown
anus all the way to her pink inner pussy lips that yawned open wetly every
timed she kicked.
After about fifteen spanks to each buttock I put the hairbrush down. Janice
was crying quietly as she hung, limp, over my lap. I rested my hand on her
buttocks that were now hot to the touch.
"Now, are you going to follow the rules?"
"Yes" replied Janice in a very contrite voice.
"All right then, get back into the corner and think about why you've been
punished." I said.
Janice shuffled back to the corner and hitched her nightie back up her waist
now displaying two bright red buttocks that contrasted sharply with her
brown tan line. I left the room very hot myself. I gave Janice another ten
minutes to compose herself before I poked my head back into the room. I
was happy and a little thrilled that she was still waiting, submissively
pressed into the corner.
"Ok Janice, you can go to bed now."
A few minutes later there was a timid knock on my door. I had a copy of
your magazine open to one of the pages of a girl bent over an older woman's
lap with her buttocks all red from a spanking. At the sound of the knock, I
immediately stuffed it under the covers. Then I pulled it back out and left it
lying on the bedspread as I answered, "Come in."
Janice walked into my bedroom now wearing the T-shirt I usually saw her
wear to bed. "Aunt Sue, I just wanted to say I'm sorry for what I did and that
I know I deserved that spanking. I'll try to be good for the rest of the time
I'm here."
I stood up and gave her a big hug and told her I hoped she was good for the
rest of her stay too. As Janice turned to leave I saw her catch a glimpse of
the magazine on the bed and the full-page picture that it was open to. Her
eyes got a little wider and I heard a tiny gasp before she left to go to bed.
I was so aroused that as soon as she had closed the door behind her I was
touching myself. It only took a few short minutes before I was thrashing
about in the hottest orgasm I could ever remember.
For over a week Janice was a model guest but on the last Friday night of her
stay she broke the rules again, this time quite seriously.
Janice had asked to borrow my car to go to a friend's to 'study'. She
promised to return by 11:00pm so I figured it wouldn't be a problem. I got
the number of her friend Barbara and went out on my own to catch a movie.
I was back at 10:00 and waited up for Janice. She wasn't home at 11:00 and
at 11:30 I called Barbara's. Barbara's mother answered right away and said
that neither girl was there and if I found them to let her know right away
because Barbara was out past her curfew. Barbara's mother volunteered that
Barbara's behind was likely to suffer the consequences as her father was
upset at her being out late. Apparently they had both gone to a party and had
not left the phone number.
It was close to 1:00am when Janice finally returned and by then I was
steamed. I was ready to put her over my knee right away for a repeat
performance of the previous week's punishment. I figured I'd spank her
completely nude this time and frankly I was kind of looking forward to it.
When Janice actually walked in the door, however, I immediately changed
my plans.
Janice was drunk, really drunk. Her words were slurred and she stumbled as
she walked. When she walked into the room, her eyes went wide as she saw
me.
I cut her off as she tried to explain. "Did you drive home?" I asked. Janice
nodded miserably. I ticked off the infractions on my fingers as I listed them.
"One, you lied to me. I called Barbara's mother and found out that you
weren't even there. Two, you didn't let me know where you were. Three,
you're late. Four, you've been drinking and are obviously drunk. And five,
you've been driving while intoxicated which is, over course, illegal!"
Janice's head hung down in misery. She knew she was in for it.
"Go to bed Janice. Sleep it off but make no mistake. Tomorrow morning
you're going to get punished properly for this misbehaviour.
Janice stumbled down the corridor to her room and I started thinking about
what I'd do in the morning.
Saturday morning I was up early. By now my anger had dissipated and all
that was left was my excitement at the punishment Janice had coming. I
poked my head into her room but she was sound asleep. I figured she
wouldn't wake for at least two of hours. I pulled on some sweats and jumped
in the car. I had a couple of purchases to make.
I was back in less than an hour and a quick check ensured that Janice was
still asleep. It was almost 11 o'clock when she finally woke up. In her usual
long T-shirt, obviously somewhat hung over, she shuffled down the corridor
to the kitchen where I was enjoying my second cup of coffee.
On seeing me Janice seemed to wake up a little. "I'm sorry about last night
Aunt Sue." she said.
"So am I Janice but don't think that will get you out of the punishment you
have coming."
Janice gulped and blushed. "I guess I deserve it." she said meekly.
"I certainly think so." I said, "Now get into the bathroom and get showered
and cleaned up. I'll expect to see you in the corner of the living room in
fifteen minutes naked as a jaybird.
"Yes Ma'am." said Janice as she scurried off to the bathroom.
It was just a little less than fifteen minutes later that I saw a naked blond go
past the kitchen door toward the living room. I let her wait a few more
minutes. When I walked into the living room, Janice was standing in the
corner as instructed. Her pretty buttocks, accentuated by her dark tan lines
were on display.
I sat down on the chair in the middle of the room and had Janice come over
to me. She stood in front of me and, unasked, spread her feet shoulder width
apart and then clasped her hands behind her head. Mary had told me about
this position. I lectured her for a couple of minutes while I drank in the view
of Janice's submissively offered body. Her breasts were pulled up and tight
to her chest but the dark pink nipples stuck way out betraying her arousal. I
knew the feeling. My own nipples were so hard they ached.
I put the naked girl over my knee and started with a hairbrush spanking.
Janice was squirming by the time I was done. When I stopped I kept her
over my knee. Janice hung there, submissive to whatever would happen
next. "You know that you're going to be 'fully' punished?" I asked her.
"Yes Ma'am." she answered quietly.
I reached behind me and picked up the jar of Vaseline I had strategically
placed there.
Janice gasped as I placed the jar on the small of her back. I'm sure she knew
exactly what it was. I dipped the forefinger of my right hand deep into the
jar and pulled it out covered in the clear petroleum jelly. I reached over with
my left hand and gently rested it on Janice's hot buttocks. I rubbed up and
down for a moment and then, using the thumb and forefinger of my left
hand, I spread her cheeks wide open to reveal the light brown crinkled
opening. For a moment, I did nothing, letting the tension build. Janice began
clenching and releasing her anus, letting it 'wink' at me despite herself. I
brought my right forefinger down and rested the tip, covered in the cool
Vaseline on the center of her anus. Janice gasped at the sensation. I left it
there a moment. I then started pushing it in, slowly, as far as I could reach.
I watched Janice's toes curl in as my finger pushed deep into her rectum.
Once it was all the way in, I held it there a moment before twisting it slowly
back and forth. Janice whimpered in embarrassment. I pulled my finger all
the way out and added more Vaseline before sliding it back in. I wanted to
be sure that she was completely lubricated.
Janice was trembling slightly as I finally pulled my finger out her. From my
vantage point I had a perfect view of all her charms. I leaned over slightly
and I could see that her teenage pussy lips were swollen and puffy. They had
spread apart slightly and I could see the pink inner lips were completely
soaked. I was sure mine were the same.
I kept her buttocks spread as I reached back to grasp something that had
hitherto only been used on me.
Mary had explained that the humiliation of having her bottom examined and
spread open was often the most effective told in keeping Janice in check.
I had retrieved a special rectal dildo from my own night table that morning.
The plastic device was not too large but it had an odd shape, getting wider at
the middle before narrowing down to a small neck and then flaring out to a
wide base. Once inserted, the dildo acted as a rectal plug, unable to be
pushed out or pulled in. Janice's sphincter would try in vain to close on the
long narrow neck of the device. Mary had told me that had used a similar
device during punishments in the past.
Janice jumped a little as the tip of the cool plastic touched her anus, still
slick with the sheen of the petroleum jelly. I nudged the tip into her and then
started moving the plug in and out in ever-lengthening strokes. Within
moments Janice was gasping with ever stroke. At each push, her knees
would spread wide.
As the thickest part spread her anal ring wide, she whimpered. I held it there
a moment, then pushed it home, letting her own muscles pull the device
deep into her. Janice's breathing was short and shallow now at the various
sensations running through her.
Leaving the plug deep in her body, I now stood Janice up. Her face was
flushed with embarrassment partly, perhaps, because she knew there was
more to come.
Taking her by the arm, I walked the naked teen over to the back of my
leather couch. I had placed a couple of towels over the back of the coach,
which was conveniently at hip height. I had Janice bend over them to rest
her head on the cushions. Her hips were still a little high but spreading her
feet wide apart handled that.
The sight of Janice in this incredibly submissive position was making me
very hot. Her still-red buttocks were sticking way up in the air with the base
of the rectal plug poking up between them. Walking around to the front, her
blond hair was hanging down to spread across the cushions. Her round
breasts with their hard nipples were pressed flat against the black leather
couch.
"Now don't you move until you're given permission, young lady." I
instructed.
"Yes Ma'am" said Janice meekly.
I walked out of the room and into the bathroom to get the next part of
Janice's punishment ready.
"You know Sue, the thing that is most effective as a punishment is a good
old-fashioned enema." Mary had told me.
"If we're going to give one of the girls an enema, it's always after a good
hard spanking. We'll expose their bottoms, lubricate them thoroughly and
leave them in a tail up, head down position for a while to remind them of the
trouble they've gotten themselves into."
While on my errands that morning, I had stopped by the pharmacy. There
were several choices when it came to enema equipment. Rather than the
conventional bag and tube, I had chosen a douche syringe. The nozzle had
been longer and thicker than either the regular nozzle or the rectal syringe.
I filled a basin with warm water and brought it and the douche nozzle back
to the living room. Janice was still bent over the couch, her feet resting wide
apart.
I set the basin down behind her and filled the bulb of the douche with it.
Then I reached up and grasped the end of the rectal plug still lodged in
Janice's pretty bottom. Before pulling it from her, I couldn't resist twisting it
through a full circle of rotation. Janice gasped out loud as I did so. Very
gently, I pulled the rectal plug from her. Her anus closed slowly as it left her,
clenching as though missing the rear penetrator.
I reached down and picked up the douche syringe with my right hand and
covered the tip with yet more Vaseline. As I had done with the plastic dildo,
I touched the tip to her tight anus then slid the whole nozzle home. I saw that
Janice was holding her breath, waiting for what was sure to come next.
I squeezed the large bulb firmly, letting the water force its way up deep into
her bowels. I heard Janice moan and whimper in abject humiliation, as her
most private area was flooded with water. Again and again, I pulled the long
nozzle from her and refilled it only to reinsert its full length back, deep into
her rectum and insert more warm water.
By the time I was done, Janice had received almost 3 quarts of water and
was visibly uncomfortable. I pulled the nozzle from her for the last time and
picked the plug back up. Again, I inserted the rectal plug, but with all the
attention her bottom had received, this time it slid in easily.
I stood up and took my time putting the basin back in the bathroom and
cleaning the douche syringe. When I got back to the living room, Janice was
squirming uncomfortably and moaning over the couch. I sat down in a chair
behind her and simply watched.
It was quite an incredible sight. Her bare bottom was sticking up, her
buttocks spread naturally wide open. The end of the rectal plug was sticking
up erotically between them. I watched her bottom wriggling back and forth
as the water that had been inserted deep into her worked its way through her
bowels.
Now I stood up and picked up the short leather strap I had found that
morning. The first strokes were light, but within a moment or two, I was
delivering short sharp smacks to each cheek. Janice's buttocks had faded in
color somewhat but the strap brought back their blush with a vengeance.
Within a minute, Janice was crying outright as I burned her bottom with the
strap.
As soon as it had started it was over. I put the strap down and waited for a
few moments for Janice to compose herself. Then I had her stand up. I took
her by the arm and led her to the bathroom. She was able to walk only in
short steps and her face was completely flushed with embarrassment. Her
face was wet with her tears of the punishment. I wasn't sure if they were
tears of pain or embarrassment but I suppose it doesn't matter.
I placed Janice over the toilet and had her bend over. I reached down and
tugged the plug from her. She plopped down to the toilet and started
releasing the enema despite her humiliation at doing so in front of me.
I left her alone to finish voiding the full enema. I was sitting in the living
room when Janice, returned and, without asking, went back to the corner of
the room to stand there.
I left here there another ten minutes before finally telling her that the
punishment was over.
Janice turned around and started back down to her room then she turned and
came back to me. Throwing her arms around my neck she said, "I'm sorry
for what I did and thank you for punishing me Aunt Sue. I know I deserved
it."
I hugged her back. "I hope it makes you remember to be a good girl from
now on Janice." I said.
"I won't forget this in a hurry she giggled."
"All right I said, go and get dressed." I gave her a light tap on the behind as
she headed down the hall.
I headed down to my room myself. I closed the door behind me and pulled
my sweats off. The rectal plug that had filled Janice was sitting on my
nightstand next to the Vaseline. I dipped the plug deep into the Vaseline and
then bent over the bed on all fours. I slipped my hands between my legs, one
of them holding the plug. I teased the tip against my anus then pushed, hard
until I was as full as Janice had just been. The sensation was almost too
much for me.
I reached up to my pussy with both hands. I was dripping wet. With one
hand I slid two fingers deep into my hot slit and with the other, I started
rubbing my hard clitoris. The most incredible orgasm I've ever had hit me
like a ton of bricks.
Mary and Bob were fascinated by my tale of Janice's punishment and made
me tell them every detail. I know one thing for sure, I'm a definite convert to
corporal punishment.
