Spanking my Mother-in-law: Linda’s mother comes to stay and very soon finds out who is in charge of the household (Spanking the Family Book 2)

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I grew up in the 1980s in western New York state. In the neighbourhood I grew up in, spanking was common for kids and up until a certain age (I would say until middle school), it was a common topic of conversation. I knew who got spanked, what they got them with and even whether it was done bare bottom.

After a few months I was feeling somewhat strange in my gut. I felt like I needed to be punished harder for my misbehavior than the loss of things and privligies. Katherine's Attitude Adjustment: 37-year-old Katherine has been in something of a funk every since her husband left her for a younger woman. Her daughter, Isobel, is fed up with her attitude and enlists the help of Miss Thomas, a surrogate disciplinarian, whose methods typically result in very sore bottoms for her clients. My feet were now so wide I could feel my pussy being pulled open. I could only imagine the view I was affording Ben and Jane. The Right Incentive: Singled out because of unsatisfactory homework, Julia and her mother Rebecca along with several others, attend a Parents' Open Meeting at school. When it becomes clear that the girls' mothers are not providing the necessary discipline at home, the Headmistress decides to cane them instead. Following a painful bare bottomed caning for Rebecca, she can't wait to get her daughter Julia home for a long, hard, overdue spanking. I was not sure what she was meaning but was so humiliated by the situation that I jumped at the chance to flee the cutting words of my mother-in-law.I gravitate toward strong women. I grew up in a matriarchy and married into a matriarchy. In my bouts of therapy, I’ve always gone on and on about my mother’s power.

He commenced with 5 more that were harder than the first 4 and trust me, I didn't wiggle or squirm. I took it, becauseI had earned it for being defiant (which I'm super great at) and I knew he was perfecting his new role as HOH!

Kym,' Ben spoke softly but firmly while looking me directly in the eye, 'We want you to go into the lounge, undress so that you are totally naked, and stand in the corner you are now familiar with until we are ready to administer your punishment.' The ones I got growing up involved all sorts of ritual and procedure, from corner time before and after to fetching implements and counting swats. I didn’t really think that was necessary when I started – I just wanted to make sure they knew why they were in trouble. My wife’s older sister is the strongest in her clan and though we get along great, now and then I bridle. We were at a vacation house recently when she asseverated that golf is not a sport, it’s an activity. I asked her to go through the list of activities, not sports (cards, crosswords, billiards—anything you can smoke while doing) and generally agreed with her but I said firmly that golf is not an activity, it is a demanding sport and when she perseverated, I said, Why don’t we talk about string theory? She got a blank look. Huh? Says I, Well golf is not something you really know anything about, so we might as well discuss your opinion of string theory. Finished, I let him loose and told him to get up. As I have taught him, over the years, he thanked me in the traditional manner. I was actually determined that I was not going to be a spanker – not because of any resentment I had toward my parents and their methods, but because I thought I could make “positive parenting” work. I gave my girls their first spankings when they were eight and six. As I said, I came to it late because I thought I could use other methods and be more affirmative.

Kym, we are ashamed at your behaviour', Jane's words were blunt and cut through me like an emotional knife, 'But more important is you have let down Michael. What will he think of his wife's behaviour?' It will probably help to know that I am was the only boy in my family, and I had one sister that is 2 years older than me, then two younger sisters that are 3 and 4 years younger than I was. My mom wasn't really sexual with me, but this is more about how screwed up she made my life. My mom seem to always have it in for me, and what made me decided to post this here was because of what she did and maybe there are other people that can relate to this. I meant to ask you later that night, but you’d fallen asleep before I joined you in bed. So, answer me now. How embarrassing was saying goodnight like that to our friends?” Ben, I cannot thank you enough for coming to my rescue last night. You are the greatest father in law a girl could wish for. I cannot thank you enough.' Somehow my words seemed insincere and empty, despite my genuine gratitude. I dared not speak, but I was full of dread. What could possibly be more humiliating than what I had endured yesterday and today?After informing me I had to return at 6.30p.m. for dinner and a 'chat', Jane made me remain naked in the corner for an agonising 20 minutes before dismissing me curtly. My mother was determined to make sure I got what I see ked and used her wooden hairbrush very effeciently. I made her pull down her pants and I gave her a little lecture so she understood why she was being spanked. Then I had her over my knee and gave her eight sharp swats – one for each year of age – on her bare bum. She didn’t cry or fuss but gave me the crossest of looks when she got up, which reminded me of myself at that age.

The two guys stood their ground for a moment, but then their bravado evaporated and the dirty rats decided to scupper. I turned towards the direction of my saviour and fell into his arms. I looked up into the eyes of Michael's father, Ben. My father-in-law is a big bear of a man, in very good physical condition for his 55 years. Ben hugged me close and I cried uncontrollably on his shoulder. Once inside Ben greeted me with his usual hug. The three of us stood in the kitchen exchanging conversation, laughing and joking.I shook my head to be sure that's what I heard. He said, "that's right, get over my knee." I saw he had the paddle in hand, the same paddle I had bought to reinforce good behavior from the kids. He firmly pulled me over his knee and began.... I won’t say that episode had a ‘magic wand’ effect but I did notice an incremental change in the behaviour of both girls. It took a few more trips across my knee – especially for the older girl – before I think they realised I was serious and that spanking would be a permanent option.