Spanking my Wife's Sisters

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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. I was trying my best to shrink into the carpet, wishing my clothing was a bit more masculine in appearance, and trying to pull up my very non-masculine panties at the same time!

If you let me know what chores you’d like him to do each day,” Clare said, “I can put him to work when he gets home. I can supervise to make sure he does them right, and that he does them efficiently, so he has time left to study and do his homework.” The door handle slipped in her sweaty palm, the door made a noise far too loud. Mummy sounded so joyous as she shouted, “Hello dear, had a good day? Come and give Mummy a hug, I need one today.” Expression (Optional mood/title along with your name) Examples: (happy, sad, The Joyful, etc.) help) Good to hear, but we’ll see. And if this lesson was not enough, we can always extend it and repeat it. So, what are you going to do after school lets out from now on?” Thank God, there were few neighbours on our street and I didn’t know any of them, as they had no children! My sister, meanwhile, was giggling and started to laugh at me. Mom was so mad that she didn’t stop to think and had me stand by the wall while she proceed to flip up my sister’s skirts and show her panties (flowered ones) and started to spank her too, saying: “You think this is funny? I’ll show you its not funny!”

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Mum took my hand to put me in position – and for the very first time, I had an extra thrill. Even though it was all in fun, Mum wasn’t smiling or laughing – she kept a straight face and mum actually put me across her knee as she might if I was a really naughty boy. Your analysis of the young Clare and the rest of that family dynamic after Peter’s father remarried is pretty spot on. It was a terrible environment for Peter as a young man, and young Clare was the stepsister from hell.

Certainly, I think she must have known that I enjoyed being playfully spanked – it was so obvious really, once the cat was out of the bag, and I never tried to hide it.I can remember on more than a few occasions, Mum threatened to ‘turn me upside down’ if I wasn’t ready for school, or out of bed, or down for dinner. However none of these threats ever amounted to anything other than just that. I was, up to a point. Allowed to spank my sister because when mom and dad were at work or if they were out for the evening, being five years older, I was pretty much responsible for her. I could have just told on her and she would have gotten in trouble, or even spanked her and then told on her. But since I really didn't like for her to get in trouble (again we were very close), I would just go ahead and spank her and then cover for her. Most of the time she would just behave and it wasn't an issue. But when she chose to do something she wasn't supposed to or decided not to do her chores... she would go ahead and take a spanking from me. She thought even though it hurt, getting a spanking from me by hand was better than mom doing it with a hairbrush, flyswatter, paddle or belt. I began counting to ten as I hear her feet patter away, in the direction of the kitchen. "...9...10, Ready or not here i come!!" I open my eyes and begin to look around the living room making it seem like i didn't know where she had headed. There is a generation between this look at Clare and Peter’s past and the current day when Auntie appears at Mary and Howard’s door. One would hope that life has somewhat blunted Clare’s aggressive nature. All the words looked so official, having been typed by the school secretary. And signed by her teacher in ‘Quink’ blue, fountain pen ink.I would get a few more spankings from Kate after she became my stepmother, but that first spanking from her holds a special place in my heart. When Peter Markum married, he did not invite his family to the wedding, and as his own family grew, he told them nothing of his life as a young man or of the women who shaped it. This is why his adult daughter Mary had never learned of her Auntie Clare until the day Clare invited herself to Mary’s home for a visit. Over the last three weeks, my sister-in-law’s victory has been solidified. When I phone her, she says, Hello, nostril! Then when I grovel and bring up the framing on the skylight, she says, I thought you were calling to talk about string theory!

Notice: Copies of your message may remain on this and other systems on internet. Please be respectful. I had to test how much rope I had, so I sat beside her feet on the couch and slowly ran my fingernail up the sole of her one naked foot. After a couple of strokes with no reaction, I went a step further and started to rub her foot, getting more aggressive as I went. After 30 seconds with no break in snoring, my confidence was high enough to go forward. I thought about turning the lights off and only having tv on (in case she woke) but I really wanted to see every inch of her feet. I made my move and bent down to her toes and put my lips around her big toe. I just sat there for what seemed like hours just enjoying that moment. The smell of her foot with her perfect toe in my mouth was almost enough to make me cum right there. I th-thought you w-were gonna be l-late,”, I stammered! “Practice was called off,” she said with a smirk, “and now it’s time for you to honour your part of the deal. I’m going to spank you, just like momma.”“Please, no!” I begged. “I’ll do anything else you want but please don’t spank me!” Mom, I thought, had quite forgotten the whole cross-dressing incident after I apologised and told her I just wanted to see what it felt like to wear all those frilly clothes! I guess she just wanted to believe me. I have four sisters I am the baby we played house school with my sisters also friends abd cousins daddy made us a pretend paddle. Our school used a small strap so we got a small piece of leather as a pretend strap. My mom would some times play the principal a d give the pretend strapping. My girls play the same way. I join in when asked they hardly ever play spank now being 13 and just turned 10.The leaving of school behind her and the journey home was sullen. The man in the bowler hat frowned at her as if he knew. The walk from the bus stop to her lovely cottage was heavy and slow. Two of Mummy’s friends saw her and nudged each other. Was that a snigger? Just curious, When you and your sister did the play spankings, was it playing games like house or school? or did you just spank each other? Also was it bare or clothed bottom when you did play spankings? My sister and I did them with each other and some of our friends. With her and her friends, it was usually playing house or school where the "bad kids" got spankings. When my sister and her friends got me to play with them, I usually played the role of the adult spanking the bad kids, but sometimes, I would let them spank me. With my friends, it was usually more of a contest, either in a game where the winner got to spank the loser or just seeing who could take the hardest spanking. Most of the time the spankings were done bare bottom since that was how most of us got spanked anyway. The following true story took place in the summer of 1984, when I was nine years old. My parents had divorced two years earlier. Since then, I had lived with my mom in New England, and had spent four weeks every summer with my dad at his home in Georgia.