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Julia and Bryan
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Date Posted: 07:39:19 03/02/26 Mon
As I wrote yesterday, my hubs got his second spanking of the week from my Mom. Like she always does, she bared him, put him over her lap, and paddled his butt until he was sobbing like a boy. Normally I kind of enjoy watching but I couldn't this time because I knew I was just as guilty as he was.
My Mom was gone this weekend. This is her house and she doesn't make us pay rent. She only asks that we help out with chores and clean up after ourselves. One real rule she does have though is that she doesn't like us to have a lot of company over. She doesn't mind a couple but nothing major. Well, we decided that since she was gone all weekend, it was a great time to have more than usual over. Unfortunately for us, a glass of wine was dropped on the carpet and it left a stain.
What we didn't know was that her neighbor, who's also her best friend, caught her when she got home yesterday and asked about our party. Of course, she knew nothing about it. And to make matters worse, she immediately saw the stain on the carpet when she walked in. My hubs was the first to greet her and she started in on him about the party. He confessed and told her about the wine stain. I came downstairs just in time to see him begging her not to paddle him. But she was pissed.
As he went to get her paddle, she asked if I knew anything about it and I lied. I knew it was wrong but I panicked. He came back and handed her the paddle. I sat down on the couch to watch as she pulled her special chair out, pulled his sweats and boxerbriefs down, and pulled him over her knee. She really blistered his bottom good and he was sobbing by the time she finished. She sent him to the corner and put her paddle up. Watching him get spanked is usually pretty exciting but it wasn't this time because I knew I was just as much to blame as he was.
So I knew what I had to do.
I moved out when I was 18 to go to college when I was 18, I hadn't been spanked since. I really thought my spanking days were over. When we moved in with my Mom, one thing led to another and my husband started getting spanked by her. It was different for him because he wasn't spanked growing up. I'll admit it's been fun and a little hot to watch him get taken to task and humbled by her.
Well, all of that changed last night. After watching him get spanked for something I was just as responsible for, I knew I deserved exactly what he got. I tried to think of every way to get out of it. I tried to rationalize why I shouldn't say anything, convince myself Mom and I didn't have that type of relationship any more, or that I could just find a way to make it up to my husband. But I knew that wasn't right.
After being let out of the corner, my hubs always comes to our room to sulk for a bit. He quickly started in on me that I was guilty too. I confessed that he was right and that I was trying to figure out what to do. He suggested I go take my medicine, just like he had. I finally worked up my courage and decided to do it. Naturally, he followed along to watch like I do him.
Mom was sitting on the couch working on her computer and I sat down next to her. I asked if we could talk and she shut her laptop and said sure. I stuttered around a little and finally just admitted the whole truth. That I had as much to do with the party as Bryan and that I was actually the one who dropped the wine on the carpet. Which alone is bad enough because she doesn't like food or drink in the living room. I could tell she was getting worked up again and asked what I thought we should do about it. I kind of skirted the issue and she asked me what she had done to Bryan. I admitted she spanked him and she asked if I thought I deserved the same thing? I just shook my head yes. All she said was, "very well," and got up and walked out. I knew what she was doing.
She walked back in with the paddle and pulled her chair out. She sat down and said, "alright Julia Lynn, lets go." I got up and slowly walked over to her. I was already teary and she untied my pj bottoms and pulled them down. She then grabbed the waistband of my panties and pulled them down to my ankles. Then I went right over her knee. She gave me a short little lecture about how she hadn't spanked me in years but that she hadn't forgotten how to. She made me admit I knew the rule and which ones I had broken.
Then she started paddling me for the first time in years. It wasn't long before I was crying my eyes out. That paddle hurts so bad and she really let me have it. I swear I was screaming when she swatted my thighs. Somehow, I managed to kick off my pj's and stretch out my panties. When she finally finished, I actually had snot running down my face. She helped me up and over to the corner and I just stood there sobbing while my husband enjoyed the view. I honestly think that made it worse.
While I was standing in the corner, my sister called. I got to listen to Mom tell her all about how she had just spanked me and what I had done to deserve it. Ugh! After about 20 minutes, she let me redress and sat me down for a talk. She warned me about following the rules and that if I forgot who the boss was, I'd be back over her lap again. I certainly don't want that! I then got sent to my room for the night. The hubs and I had a good talk and I'll leave it at that. But there has definitely been another power shift here.
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