Sunday, October 11, 2020

Another World - F/F, M/F

This is a story from looonngg ago. Enjoy


"Remember," he warned me as we headed down into the holler.  "Remember, it's

a different world out here.  You have to remember your place."

"Place, shmace," I muttered, but then nodded and ressured him, parroting back

what he'd told me about a million times.  "I know, I know.  I'm a woman.

 We're at the bottom of the totem pole.  You're the youngest son and I'm your

wife so I'm the bottom of the women's totem pole.  I have to do whatever you

say.  I have to do whatever your mom says.  I have to just shut up.  I know."

"I hope so."  He shook his head.  "Remember, you asked to meet them. It's

only for a few days.  I hope you can do it."

"I can do it.  For pete's sake, I'm not a shrew.  I'll just be nice to

everyone and they'll like me just fine."

"I hope so," he said again as we drove up to a huge old farmhouse.  The house

was newly painted, the porch and yard were immaculate and the grass was neat,

but, somehow, it had the look of cars parked on the lawn.  I told myself that

was my Northern prejudice coming out and promised myself to give Jim's family

a chance.

We parked in the drive and got out with our bags.  As we stepped onto the

porch and scrawny 55-ish woman opened the door.  She gave me a shrewd look,

glared at my husband and said, "'Bout time you brought yer fancy new wife

home."  I could feel Jim stiffen up, but he just said, "Hello, Mother."  I

smiled tentatively but got no response.

She invited us in and told us to put our bags in Jim's old room and "freshen

up" before coming down.  The other brothers and their wives would be over

soon for supper.

"Jim," I whispered urgently as we headed upstairs.  "She didn't even look at

me.  She didn't speak to me at all.  Now what?" 

 He just shook his head.  "You said you wanted to come here," he said.  "Just

do your best."  That helped a lot.

We spent about 15 minutes upstairs, me making sure my skirt (yes, skirt - no

pants for women in *that* family) was not too short and him warning me again

to be polite and obedient.  I was about to scream with the tension by the

time we were ready to join his mother again.

By the time we came downstairs again his three brothers had arrived with

their wives.  Several kids had headed down to the stream, but one young woman

was carrying a baby swaddled so tight I thought the poor thing would

suffocate.  It wasn't complaining though.  Poor little thing had probably

given up long ago.

We entered the kitchen where the women were working.  "This here's Cynthia,"

Jim said by way of introduction.  Then he pointed round at the other women

and said, "Betty Jo, Irma, Tansy."  Turning to me, he ordered, "Git me a

beer."  Git?  I stared at him.  "I done said, git me a beer, woman!"  Done

said?  Woman?  

Suddenly I recalled myself to the present and said, "Sure, honey."  I looked

around, hoping one of the other wives would help me. 

 Finally Tansy, the one holding the baby, nodded at the refrigerator.  "In

there."  I hurried over, pulled a beer out and handed it to Jim.  He just

stood there.  I was totally clueless, so I just stood there, too.  "Open it!"

he hissed at me.  I stared again.  This was too weird.  "Open it!" he hissed

again.  I took it and opened it, looking around for the garbage to put the

top in.  Tansy nodded again.  I smiled gratefully, but she just tightened her

lips and shook her head.  Then the man I loved left me alone in a strange

country and I was sure I would never love him again.

"Well, then, what you waitin' fer?  Get these corn ears husked!"  It was

Jim's nasty mother and she was talking to me!  "Um, yes, ma'am," I said, as

I'd been taught.  I sat and began to work along with the other women, who

were chatting about their children, their kitchens, their sewing, and

everything else they could think of that had absolutely no connection at all

with my life.  I had finished about a half dozen ears when Jim's mother -

what was I supposed to call her? - picked one up and gave me a scornful


"We supposed to eat all this yere silk, girl?"  She shook the ear at me.

 "Ain't you never been taught?"  Dumbly, I shook my head.  She heaved an

enormous, pained sigh.  "In this yere family, we do our work right."

Irma piped up, "You gonna whup her, Miz McAllister?" I couldn't believe my

ears, but at least I now knew what to call the old witch.  I thought I'd

better talk fast.

"Um, I'm sorry, Miz McAllister.  Please let me try again.  I'll get the silk

off this time, I promise."  The old witch shook her head again.  

"In this yere family, we do our work right, and iff'n we don't, it's a

whuppin'.  Irma, git me that spoon."  Irma gleefully handed over a large

wooden spoon with a handle at least 15" long.  "Awright, girl, over the

table."  Just then we heard a bellowing from the porch where the men were

sitting.  A reprieve!

"Betty Jo!" one of the men shouted.  "Bring me a beer and make if fast,

less'n you want a whuppin'."  Spank happy, I thought.  The whole family is

spank happy.  Betty Jo hurried out with an open beer and attention in the

kitchen returned to me.

"Didn't I tell you to git across the table?  I don't take no lazy work, I

don't take no back talk and I don't take no disobedience.  That's six more."

 I would have obeyed her immediately  if I'd had any idea exactly what she

wanted.  "Stubborn, are ye?  That's tin more."  Tin?  She had a metal spoon?

 Oh, ten.  I tentatively slid my arms over the table and laid the top half of

my body over it.  "That's better.  That Jim - I shoulda knowed he'd git

hisself some useless city wife."  I guess I wasn't the only one with


"Wall, what you waitin' fer?" she grated out.  I hadn't realized it was my

move.  "Git 'em down."  I just looked at her, still a little puzzled,

realization dawning slowly.  Before I could respond, she nodded at Irma, who

lunged at me, flipped up my skirt and pulled my underpants down to my knees.


"Hey!" I started, but never got any farther as the wooden spoon made

immediate and painful contact with my  bare bottom.  Before I knew it, I had

popped up covering my bottom with my hands.  Betty Jo, entering from the

porch, gasped.  The other two giggled.  The vicious old beldam nodded at Irma

again, but Betty Jo begged, "Let me hold her, Miz McAllister.  You know how

strong I am."  Another nod, and Betty Jo had grabbed me, shoved me over the

table again, and, moving quickly to the other side, was holding my again

stretched out arms down tight.  I tried, briefly, to struggle, only to find

Irma holding my shoulders down firmly.  Tansy looked sorry that she was

holding the baby and was left out of the fun.

"Now, then, girl.  Here comes the first tin.  You tell me what they're fer."


I thought furiously, panic clouding my mind, before I remembered.  "Um, for

not obeying right away."  A sharp pain, and I quickly added, "Ma'am."  These

first ten were given rapidly, back and forth between my right and left

cheeks, always hitting exactly the same spot.  She was pro, my new

mother-in-law.  A real pro.  The first four made me yelp.  By the fifth and

sixth I was dancing, chanting, "ow ow ow ow."  The seventh made me scream a

little and eight made me scream a lot.  By the time all ten had been

administered I was apologizing sincerely and promising to do anything I was

told to.

"Tha's good," the shrew said with satisfaction.  "Now, this is for lazyness."

 My sisters-in-law were smirking and nodding.  

"Please, please, no more," I gasped.  "I'll try harder, really I will.  I'll

do anything you want me to and I'll work really hard, I promise."

"In this yere family, we take what we got coming," the matriarch pronounced,

"and we don't try to git out of it, neither."  I gasped again, knowing I

couldn't take any more and hoping desperately that Jim would hear me scream

and come rescue me.  "And we don't holler none, neither," she went on, "like

no baby.  Iff'n I hear too much oughta you, there'll be plenty more."  I

couldn't help it, I just wailed.

The ten for lazyness were administered all over both cheeks, top to bottom,

sides to center.  My wails were broken only by screaches.  When the ten were

over, I panted, desperately trying to get enough air to scream again.  Jim's

mother reminded me that I had ten more for stubborness to come, and, she

added, if I didn't "shet up" I'd be "whupped till the cows come home."  I

turned my head and locked my teeth into my upper arm.  I lost count during

the ten for stubbornness, too hazy with pain to do anything but bite hard and

try to endure.  Through it all I could hear the self-satisfied chuckles of my

sisters-in-law and the running commentary by Tansy on the state of my behind.


"Now that's a right purty color, Miz McAllister," finally said approvingly.

 My tormenter flung the spoon into the sink and wiped her forehead.  

"Now, sit down, " she said to me, "and git them corn ears done.  Mind you do

it right this time, or I'll give you a REAL hidin' this time."  The thought

of sitting almost made me wail again, but I believed with all my heart that

she would spank me again if I did.  Against all instinct, I sat, wincing and

gasping, and began to husk corn.  After a minute or two, I heard another

bellow from outside, this time for me.  I jumped up wildly, grateful beyond

reason for a chance to talk to Jim, and ran out to him.  Well, I started to

run, but it hurt a lot to move, so I just went as fast as I could without

starting to cry again.

Now, I knew I was supposed to come right over to Jim and say, "Yes, honey?"

but I was too far gone to remember that.  I threw myself at him and began to

wail again.  I know all that he could make out from my incoherent blubbering

was "old witch," "shrew," and "goddam fucking bitch of a mother."

 Unfortunately, all the brothers heard it, too.  I was a goner.  I heard Jim

mutter a soft "shit," then "I'm sorry, babe," before I was pulled to my feet


Before I quite understood what had happened, Jim had bent me over the porch

rail.  He whispered quickly in my ear, "Please, babe, please don't move.

 Please."  Then my reddened ass was again exposed, this time to the

interested eyes of the leering brothers, who began to heckle.  "Gonna give it

to her good, li'l bro?"  "Gonna teach her a lisson?" A listen?  Oh, a lesson.

 "You gonna let her git away with talkin' about Momma like that?"

Jim growled, "Shet up.  I'll show you how a real man controls his woman."  I

didn't recognize the sound, but moment later I knew he'd taken his belt off.

 The pain was blinding.  I gripped the porch rails and hung on.  Thwack.  I

grunted.  Another thwack.  I croaked.  A third, and I knew I couldn't hold on

any more.  "Please," I began begging.  "Please, no more.  I'm sorry.  I'm so

sorry.  Please stop."  It didn't work.  He delivered three more heavy thuds

to my already aching bottom.  The pain outstripped the humiliation of being

bare in front of strange men, but as soon as he stopped, the humiliation took

over.  "Don't move," Jim ordered in a tight voice.  I hung over the rail,

crying and hurting.  God, how could I stand two more days of this?  I'd never


Ten minutes later Jim ordered me to get up and to go inside and apologize to

his mother and to ask her to punish me for defying her authority.  My fragile

sanity left me and I flat-out refused.  Jim put one hand on his belt and

tangled the other in my hair as he marched me back inside.  My struggles were

painful and completely ineffectual.  The jeers of the men followed us inside.

We entered the house, but instead of steering us into the kitchen, Jim led me

upstairs.  "Jim, get me out of here.  Please.  Take me home." 

"But, honey, you wanted to meet my family," he began, quite reasonably.

 "Well, I met 'em and I hate 'em and I WANT TO GO HOME!"  I was wailing

again.  Jim did that trademark shake of the head as he packed our things.  We

left to nasty, bitchy comments from both men and women, but what hurt worst

was Jim's only comment.  "I told you so."



  1. Yes a spanking world is a different society as I learned as a young man from a girlfriend's family. Actually the family consisted of her grandma and mother. As I was to learn Beth's family spanked, her grandma took care of Beth's mom and Beth and her mom took care do Beth. Spanking I mean, then you had to add me to the family as I was a bad boy, always trying to get into Beth's pants. Was terrifying at first but erotic later on. I remember Beth and I getting caught by her mom in the family playroom. Beth's mom Kay Woods caught us and brought her mom down to lecture us. Beth was promised a severe spanking from her mom and grandma. Beth was crying so I volunteered to take half Beth's punishment. Mrs Woods and grandma told me it wasn't a game and I be punished like Beth. I agreed and grandma had us strip naked from the waste down. We did and we were standing there naked when the hair brushes appeared magically. I had to go over grandma's lap and Beth over her mom's. I swear grandma felt me up, I was hard at the time and am a pretty good size. The next thing I heard was Crack the hairbrush hitting my ass and Beth's. Beth was crying and I had tears in my eyes. We then switched and Beth ended with grandma and me with Mrs Woods. I started crying and Beth continued crying till I felt my ass was on fire. They let us up and we were made to stand against the wall while they went to have tea. Beth through her tears said I was so brave and she would make it up to me. She reached over and grabbed my cock. I didn't want her mom and grandma to come back and see me erect, so I had her cool it. I commented on what a great ass she had and she said laughingly, great to spank. She said yours is so red and I said her was so beautiful. We smiled. Grandma came down and sent Beth to her room with her clothes. Beth's mom had gone out. Grandma, June and I were there, I still naked from the waist down. June said I always get horny when spanking someone, she raised her skirt sat down and indicated I should go down on her. I did and she was wet and ready. She came rather quickly, took off her skirt and wanted to have sex, I wanted that too but doggy style so I turned her over got her into position gave her a nice smack on the ass and went at her. She was a big girl and was built, I was smacking her rear end as I did her and she enjoyed it. We came together and she said I needed that. I said so did I and smacked her ass again. She said I love a cave man. I was just seeking revenge, but caveman OK.

  2. I married into a family of Women who took charge. I learned this while dating. I brought her home late one night, her mother was waiting. Told me to go home, and come back in the morning. I came back and my girlfriend was over her mother's lap getting a bare bottom spanking. She looked at me, see what you did by bring her home late. If I told you I would do the same to you she said what would you say. I looked at her and said I deserved it. Good she said, go to the front room, down to your underpants and wait. She finally came to the front room, smiled, at least you do as told. She pulled a chair to the middle of the room, standing before her, she said these are not needed and down with my underpants. That erection will be gone shortly young man. Over her lap and that hairbrush got my attention, I was soon squirming, kicking, pleading. When she stopped, told to get to the kitchen, stand facing the wall next to my girlfriend. It was maybe ten minutes later, both of us standing naked before her mother, I was limp, getting a sound scolding. Well we got married, and stayed out late with friends, the next morning, tried to explain to my wife, she sternly said, off with the pajamas, your getting a spanking. I said nothing, did as told and soon over her lap. When she finally stopped I was a mess, told to face the wall. She called her mother, who lived a short distance away, came over, very nice she said looking at my red bottom. The family tradition is alive and well, my wife said it is not going away. The spankings continue, have been spanked by my mother-in-law, mouthing off to her, when we got home my wife had made stand facing the wall, naked, and then soundly gave me another spanking, made me put on my pajamas, it was three in the afternoon, and then had to go to bed early, around 7. I had chores to do the next day, early to bed again, and the following day was at my mother-in-law said I was sorry, she knew of the other spankings. Not good enough she said, and was taken to her bedroom, given a spanking and then said best watch my mouth. I accept this lifestyle, I'm better for it, and sex afterwards no way at all.

  3. I received a call from Mrs Woods one Saturday morning that I was to come over immediately and when I arrived Beth and grandma were standing face to the wall, their bums very red. I was told that my affairs with grandma and Beth would cease immediately. Well Mrs Woods would still allow me to see Beth and we'll grandma be available. I was told to strip and I did getting a erection which was soon lost when Mrs Woods spanked me without mercy. I was made to stand with Beth and grandma while my ass was on fire. Finally Mrs Woods let us get dressed and I left. Later that day Mrs Woods called me back, her and I were alone and I expected the worse, but she was cordial telling me how hard it was to be a single mom taking care of mother a daughter and ending by asking me if I found her attractive. I said I certain did and she smiled and came over and sat next to me on the couch. She said she didn't have much romance since Beth's dad passed. So I leaned in and kissed her and things got hot. We were naked in no time. She commented and apologized for my still red bum saying she has to maintain order for her family. I said I understood but as she was a bbw I smacked her ample bottom, which she liked. You naughty boy she said smiling. We went to the bedroom and she was wet and wild and came very quickly. I got up and was going to get dressed when Mrs Woods called me back saying we had time. I came back and she and I were kissing and getting all worked up again, when she smacked by sore bum. I asked what was that for, nothing she said I was being a bad girl. I took that as a sign she wanted to play, so we started wrestling. She was strong and we were having fun but when she managed to get herself across my lap I could not help myself and started spanking her. I guess I didn't know what to expect but she was enjoying being spanked and she had the ass for it. She didn't protest once and I spanked her pretty hard, she was so wet as we had sex. We played the rest of the afternoon and she was spanked again and I enjoyed it. How was I going to satisfy 3 woman?

  4. Beth and I went on a date, with instruction from Mrs Woods to be back by midnight. As my house was available we went there. Beth young big body was available for me but she was pouting saying I should be hers alone, she did not wish to share me with her grandma. I explained again that we needed grandma to fend off her mom, she didn't know about her mom and I since nothing had happened since. She was naked on top and was a thing of beauty her large boobs so enticing. I was in my shorts and erect. Beth was making a fuss, pouting and being remote. I took my belt from my pants and told Beth I think some one needs a spanking. This got her attention, don't you dare she said. I grabbed her, kissed her and got her skirt off. Panties and heels, quite a sight. I told her to bend over the sofa arm, she said no I sat down on the sofa pulled her over my lay, her large rump staring me in the face. She wore bikini panties which covered nothing but made it all so attractive. I used the belt on her backside and legs quite effectively. Then I took her panties down, she like the other woman in her family was so very turned on. I spanked her backside with the belt, she was pleading with me I'm not sure weather she wanted more or me to stop. Her wetness was on my leg so I knew she was ready. I let her up, her panties fell to the floor. I made her pick them up and give them to me. I sniffed them she said pig and I spanked her further on the butt and legs. We did it doggy style and it was amazing. She said she loved me and I said I loved her. She said was she as good as grandma and I said better. She said she still loved grandma, I said I did too. She said maybe the three of us could and I said she better suggest it. Both of us laughed. She dialed grandma on her cell, hi grandma at Tommy's. Making love grandma asked, yes said Beth, we wondered if you like to join us. Grandma said I would but not tonight. Thank you dear, my love to Tommy. Wow Beth I said and we started kissing and we turned on by the thought of a threesome.

  5. We got together on Sunday, grandma, Beth and I at grandma's house. Grandma said you want to have a threesome, yes both Beth and I eagerly said. Well we have to have some rules. Rules? Yes said grandma. One, I'm in charge, OK we said two, don't call me grandma, ok we said and called her June and three you have to do whatever I say, no crying June, was looking at Beth. Yes we said. Get undressed June said and we did, June told Beth to leave her heels on, as she liked her women in heels. We laughed but Beth's was a nervous laugh. She had us undress her, she fondled us as we did. She had on heels stocking and garter belt when we stopped. She looked magnificent. I made the first mistake by telling grandma she looked great. It's June she said and took a hairbrush to my ass. Beth looked on and said was like the first time she and I were spanked. Yes I said. June added, first time I had you, Tommy, which did not go over all that well with Beth but she could not say anything. We went to the bedroom and as I lay ed on the bed June sat on my face and Beth mounted me. We went at it and we all had organisms within a short time. We rested in bed playing with each other and talking. June said Beth should create the next threesome. Beth had June lay down, where she went down on her face and I did her doggy style. It was a success as we all were satisfied. Next was my turn and I drew a blank, so the ladies took turns spanking me as a punishment. Let me tell you my ass was raw after that. Beth making up for my initial infidelity with June. June took out her strap on and as I did Beth anally, she did me. Beth whined a little but June took my belt to her ass and she calmed down. Again success but we were all tired so we dress and went home. Each tell in the other what a great time we had.

  6. I sat there Joyce and her friend Joan talking, I entered the conversation now and then. I left the room, and then heard Joan tell Joyce, have you, Joyce said i can't, I know he needs it, but I can't. Joan said then I will do it, Joyce went silent, then said okay. I came back into the room, both looked at me, and I told them I overheard and asked what it was about. Joan stood up, young man you need a sound spanking, Joyce has mentioned some of your behavior, but she cannot give you the spanking. I said nothing, Joan sternly said I could and would. I smiled, Joan you would not, and I can prove it. She said nothing, I told them I will be back shortly and went back to my apartment. I came back, wearing a robe, they both looked at me, I dropped the robe, I was naked, erect, and looking at Joan, so, still think you can give me a spanking. Joyce stood up, you have gone far enough, and took hold of my arm. Finally Joan said, she pulled a chair to the middle of the front room, sat down and over her lap I went. Wait, Joan said, left the room and came back with a large hairbrush. That brush landed hard, I squirmed, it started to land in rapid motion and I was squirming, kicking, no more, please no more. Finally Joyce stopped, I stood up, rubbing, saying I was sorry. She handed the brush to Joan, please, no more, please but over Joan's lap i went and when she finished I was a total mess. Naked, rubbing, until told to face the wall. Joyce then took me back to my apartment, naked, and told to get dress. I was told to get use to the spankings when there are needed. Back to her place Joan was smiling, and I said nothing. Jack

  7. Mommy, No Mommy, my wife had enough of my attitude while shopping and since her best friend worked there, I was taken to a private room. Mommy, No, please not here. I'll get you a nice large hairbrush, Thank's my wife said. Enough, your getting a spanking here, now you best do as told. Mommy please. Mommy wants your pants down and off, and now and I did as told. Her friend came back with the hairbrush and was told she could stay since I offended her. Mommy not the underpants, my friend said he calls you Mommy. Why is that my naughty little boy. I call her Mommy when I've been a naughty little boy. Before I knew it the underpants were pulled down and I stepped out of them. I went over her lap and that hairbrush stung, she rapid spanked me that I was a mess. When she stopped, she handed the hairbrush to her friend. Please no more, please I'll be good. Her friend grabbed my arm and over her lap I went. When we left the room, I had controlled my crying, a couple of co-workers females saw me, my Mommy looked at them, handed the hairbrush back to her friend, just dealing with a naughty little boy. My friend said, he has a very red and sore spanked bottom. They giggled and we left the store. At home, told to get ready for a bath, wearing my jammies, and going to bed early and best behave or another spanking. Yes Mommy I said, Sorry Mommy.

  8. I stood frozem, just a towel around my waist, my wife had enough of my attitude, the neighbor lady to witness my spanking. Please Mommy I said, in the bedroom. The neighbor lady smiled and said is Mommy going to spank her naughty little boy. Yes Mam. My wife sternly told me to drop the towel, Please Mommy, and she pulled the towel off and I stood naked before the neighbor lady. What came next I was not expecting. The neighbor lady pulled me over her lap, I'm your aunt, and so nephew you have been a very naughty little boy and I'm going to give you a sound spanking. She did just that and I was soon kicking, squirming, pleading. When she finished the spanking, a grip on my arm and she led me to the bathroom. SIt on the toilet, I know you need to pee, I did, and when done, told to stand up, she wiped my penis off, and with that grip and more spanks to my bare bottom back to the front room. Thank you she said to my wife, and young man I will spank you again if needed, Yes Aunty Connie. SHe left I looked at my Mommy, said I was sorry, she told me it was bath time and early bed time. I got a bath, put on my jammies, and was sent to bed early.

  9. When asked what sexual fantasy do you have, as was the case with an older lady I was seeing, I made something up, not wanting to tell you the truth. A couple of months later, I decided to tell her, and waiting until the weekend I got the nerve. Saturday morning, she was out of bed and in the kitchen, I walked in, naked, spanking magazines in my hand, placed them on the table. She looked at me, said nothing, looked at the magazines, still said nothing. She left the room, I stood there not knowing what she thought. She returned with a hairbrush, large one. Naughty, Naughty little boy, coming to the kitchen naked, bringing dirty magazines. You wish to be spanked, Yes I said softly. My way she said, I looked at her and said okay. She pulled a chair out, sat down and I went over her lap. Her way had me kicking, squirming, pleading, but the spanking continued. Do you masturbate to these magazines as the hairbrush landed, Yes I said, disgusting she said. She finally stopped, I stood up, get to the wall young man, no rubbing, no talking, understand, Yes I said. She then had me sit on her lap, is this what you wanted, Yes I said. This is what you will be getting, understand, Yes I said. I was getting hard, we went to the bathroom, she got some baby oil and applied it to my erection. Stroke it she said and I did as told and when I cummed, I clean myself off. More wall time she said, and with a very hard spank to my sore bottom I quickly went to face the wall.

  10. Sucking on Bea breast, rubbing the other, still in my suit coat she said best remove, not to wringle. I soon was back to enjoying her breast, just wearing my underpants, and she said lets go to the bedroom. I soon was removing the rest of her clothing and she pulled down my underpants. When I thought it was right I started to go further and she said no, got out of bed. I asked for an explanation, none was given. Three days later she finally answered the door, I hugged her, asked if she wanted to explain. She just looked at me, I then said, you acted like a little girl, she said sorry. I said I should give you a spanking, she just looked. Let's go to the bedroom young lady, and she stood and went to the bedroom. Down to your panties and bra young lady and soon she was standing there. You have been a naughty little girl and so your getting a spanking. I'm sorry she said, you will be shortly and I placed her over my lap. I warmed her bottom with my hand, she wiggled, squirmed, and I could see it was getting red through her panties. Where is the hairbrush young lady and she said nothing and I saw it on the dresser. Stand up I said, and I fetch the hairbrush. These are coming down my naughty little girl and her panties I pulled down. The hairbrush worked wonders and when I was done she had kicked off her panties. We are going to the front room, you will face the wall and I hope will finally tell me what happened the other night. Oh and leave the bra here, naughty little girls stand naked facing the wall. After about an half hour she stood before me, rubbing her bottom and explained why she did what she did. I understood, accepted, she did say she really enjoyed me with her breast. I looked at her, are you a naughty little girl or a woman, a woman she said. I took her hand, back to the bedroom, undressed, and back to enjoying her breast. The next morning, she said she was sorry, and I accepted, but to insure we have an understanding your getting another spanking for being that naughty little girl. I spanked her soundly with the hairbrush, we took a shower together, I got dressed and went back to my place.