She's an astonishingly beautiful woman, even though she's in her late 30's. Her deep cleavage peeking through from the bright red sundress, and red high heels. Her long wavy blond hair framing her heart-shaped face, her blue eyes sparkling in the sunlight.
No, Joe thought. It's not that her eyes were sparkling. She was crying, and the sparkles were tears in her eyes.
Joe couldn't help but asking, "Are you alright, ma'am?"
Joe had been delivering fresh farm milk in this neighborhood for years. This was his first time encountering her, however, since this family just moved in a few weeks ago. 6'2" tall with a strong build and natural tan, he's no stranger to housewives flirting with him, and he doesn't mind the attention, not one bit.
"Oh nothing. Sorry it's embarrassing. I'm fighting with my daughter... again." She wiped her eyes.
"Ah, I see. I'd never allow such a thing in my household. I have a 15-year old daughter and I know what it's like. Luckily I've been disciplining her since she was little. Well, I don't mean to imply that you don't discipline your daughter as I'm sure you do. But I'm just saying I guess I did something right. She has her rebellious moments but would never step over the line."
"Wow, that's impressive. Would you mind sharing your discipline secrets with me? Oh never mind. My daughter is already 19, so it's too late for disciplines. She lost her father since she was 5, and never had an authoritative figure in the house." She let out a heavy sigh.
"I beg to differ. No discipline is too late. My method is actually perfect for her age." Joe shifted the basket of milk to the other hand.
"Oh really? I'd love to take a listen then! Please do come in and sit down." She opened the door wider and invited Joe in.
Joe sat at the dining table as the woman, Natalie, explained the relationship between her and her daughter, Chloe, and what most fights were about. As Natalie was speaking, Chloe walked down the stairs, looking equally upset as her mother 20 minutes ago. Chloe looked just like her mom, but even more stunning because of her radiant youth. She wore a pink tank top and a white short skirt. Her long blond hair was pulled up into a pony tail. The pony tail shook energetically as she walked down the staircase.
"Who is this guy?" Chloe inquired, sounding irritated.
"Don't be rude Chloe. This is Joe, and he's giving me advice on how to improve our relationship." Natalie explained.
"What does he know about relationships? He knows nothing about us." Chloe complained.
Joe stood up. It's time for him to intervene. "I have got enough information from your mother. I've seen cases like this too many times. You're a typical rebellious teenaged girl that lacks discipline and respect for your family." He turned to face the mother, "but it's never too late to start punishment. If I have your permission, ma'am."
"Go ahead, please. She can use some discipline around this house." Natalie said.
"Mom!" Chloe said incredulously, not knowing what to expect, but she's smart enough to know there's nothing good out of this.
Joe pulled the armless dining chair around, walked up to Chloe and grabbed her by the wrist despite her complaints and struggles. Without any explanation, he sat down at the chair and dragged Chloe down across his laps so that her young, perky behind rested nicely on the edge of his thigh, hands pinned at the small of her back. Natalie looked bewildered but didn't stop them. From where Natalie was sitting, she could clearly see Chloe's arched butt in a full view. Chloe's skirt was short to begin with, so the edge of her white underpants was peeking out.
"Now, this is how you deal with bad attitude. Watch and learn. You'll learn how to do this on your own."
Joe lifted Chloe's skirt, revealing her white panties with pink polka dots. Chloe struggled violently, wiggling her butt and kicking her heels up and down. Joe strapped her legs between his thighs so that she had little room to move.
"MOM! I can't believe you're letting him do this! What the F..." Before Chloe could finish, a loud "WHACK" broke the air. Although not entirely surprised by what was coming, both Natalie and Chloe were wide-eyed and speechless, shocked by the sound of it.
"OOOUCH!" Chloe's response was delayed due to shock.
Joe didn't stop there. He continued mercilessly, raining slaps on Chloe's arched up rear, while her mom watched. Chloe's loud contests quickly turned to sobs and cries.
"I'm going to let go of your legs. Do you promise me you'll obey and lie still across my lap for further 'medication', and touch the floor with your hands?" It was more of a command than a question.
"OK."
"Say Yes Sir."
"Yes, Sir." Chloe sobbed.
After Joe resituated her, Chloe draped nicely across his laps, her feet and hands barely touching the floor, while her underwear-clad buttock sticking up high in the air.
"I'm going to pull your panties down now. You don't deserve protection from any article of clothing." Joe stuck his thumbs into her elastic waistband, pulling her panties down.
"No!" Chloe instinctively moved her right arm to block him, blushing at the thought of baring herself for a stranger to see, and worse yet, to spank.
A few quick slaps on her creamy thighs promptly sent her hand back to the floor. Joe continued pulling her panties down around her knees. Her tender, young, delicious butt cheeks were in deep pink, contrasting her white silky lower back and upper thighs skin wonderfully. Chloe closed her legs together as tight as possible, attempting to preserve the little modesty that remained. Joe shot a glance at Natalie, who was shifting her weight uneasily on her chair, but remained silent.
Chloe felt the cool air on her burning bun, completely bare and placed perfectly for this stranger to hit, in front of the eyes of her own mother. She shut her eyes tightly, never been so humiliated in life. Yet to her dismay, she felt strong arousal and excitement between her legs. She prayed that nobody would notice how wet she was between legs.
Joe gave a few slaps on Chloe's bare bottom, liking the sight of slight jiggles of her firm, pink flesh. This is a very spankable ass, he thought. He lightly stroke her butt, enjoying the sensation of her smooth skin and soft, hot tenderness of her cheeks. The best part about spanking young girls, especially those who's never been spanked before, is their humiliation is so vivid, he could feel it in his hand. His sense of power solidified as those round buttocks wiggled and squirmed over his knees.
Chloe clenched her butt cheeks as she felt his large palm over her bare bottom, feeling every callous on his hand, as she nervously waiting for the next blow.
The next 20 or so strikes were much more difficult to take. Pain seemed to intensify with her nakedness and shame. Chloe moaned louder, tears rolling down her face, although she wasn't sure if they were tears of pain or joy. It finally proved to be impossible to keep her knees together. She started tapping her feet on the floor, kicking her heels up, her pink, wet pussy peeking occasionally between her legs.
"Get up!" Joe ordered, after what seemed like eternity.
Chloe stood up, crying, about to pull up her panties.
"Not so fast. Did I say I was done yet?" Joe pointed his chin at Natalie. "Drape yourself over your mother's knees. It's time to get the lesson from your own mother."
Natalie smiled and nodded. Chloe shouted, "No way!"
"I'm counting to 5. If you don't get there yourself, I'll make you go myself." Joe threatened. "Five, four..."
Chloe knew there's no escape from this. She hurried to her mom's side, with the underwear strapped around her knees. Her already red face blushed even more. She awkwardly lowered herself across Natalie's lap, feeling even more embarrassed than on Joe's lap. It was somewhat surprising to Chloe that it's easier to take a bare bottom spanking from a stranger. Natalie never so much raised her finger at her daughter, so it's not easy for Chloe to surrender to her mother's authority, bare bottomed and hopeless.
Natalie didn't hesitate at all. She raised her hand high before Chloe stabilized herself, and brought it down as hard as she could. "OUCH!" Even though the blow was only half as hard as Joe's, it didn't fail to sting Chloe on her already raw ass.
"Wow, I'm really liking this." Natalie exclaimed, continuing with the slapping. It is so satisfying seeing her rebellious daughter's round ass wiggling over her knees.
"Of course you do. Nothing feels like having complete control over your own kids. Now, stop spanking her for a minute, and ask her if she knows what she did to deserve it."
Natalie stopped, putting a hand on her daughter's burning rear. "Chloe, tell me why you're being spanked?"
"Because I talked back to you earlier?" Chloe replied while sobbing.
"And?"
"My attitude was bad?"
"Very good. Now, are you going to listen to me from now on?"
"Yes, mother, I will. I promise."
"That's very good." Joe said. "Now, go stand in the corner, and don't think about pulling your panties up. I want your red bun in display while you think about what you did."
Chloe obediently wobbled over to the corner, her bare bottom glowing in red for everyone to see.
"Wow, I can't thank you enough, Joe!" Natalie said. "I never dreamed that Chloe would be this respectful and obedient. I certainly learned a few things from you."
"Well, you're welcome, Natalie. But my discipline is not over yet."
"Oh no, please stop. I think this is more than enough for my poor Chloe."
"Ah, no no, not Chloe. It's your turn. Now, come over on my lap." Joe demanded.
"What?" Natalie was completely shocked. "What do you mean it's my turn? I thought you are here to discipline Chloe."
Joe stood up, impatiently dragged Natalie over. "You think it's all Chloe's fault that she grew up like this?" He forced her down across his knees. "You need to be punished for eighteen years of laziness. What kind of lazy mother wouldn't find time and energy to discipline her daughter?" He lifted her red skirt, revealing a black lacy underwear.
"No! That's not fair! I just didn't know what to do!"
SLAP! SLAP!
"Ouch! AWWWW!"
"Stop complaining about fairness. You're acting like a 10-year old now. There's no excuse for spoiling your daughter. Chloe, turn around and it's your turn to watch."
Chloe gladly turned around, minding little that her blond trimmed pubic hair is facing Joe. She couldn't wait to see her mom getting spanked, tasting her own medicine.
After slightly warming Natalie's seat up, Joe pulled down her panties. The mother's bottom was much fuller and rounder than her daughter's, but was still in grape shape. He couldn't help but fondling her bottom, and Natalie let out a soft moan. He tapped her rear lightly, and delightedly found that it's quite bouncy. Joe looked at the inviting bottom, raised his hand and delivered the promised punishment down.
"YEOWWW, OOOUCH!" It didn't take long for Natalie to break her silence, as her cheeks are turning pink under Joe's rough palm.
