Adam awoke late on Sunday with a large headache and remembered what he could of the previous night. He’d had lots of friends over, and the party had become an orgy of beer, overturned flower pots, broken bottles, and spilt glasses of overproof rum.
Adam tried to clear his head. The mob of the night before had been replaced by complete solitude; his stepmother was out in Calgary, and he was king of his own castle, at least until her expected return, which was at 3:00 pm. Adam looked at the clock and saw 2:45. This was rather inauspicious, as hours would be needed to clean up, and his stepmother would be most furious when she saw the state of the house.
It was a house that was new to Adam. His parents had divorced when he was very young. His father had remarried, and Adam had grown up with him and his stepmother in Toronto. Two years ago she had left his father and moved to Vancouver. Now, at the age of twenty, he had moved there to attend university, and so he was living with his stepmother Julia.
What could he do? He pondered a while and decided that lying in bed with the blankets over his head was probably the most reasonable way to handle this situation. Presently, he heard the key turn in the lock, and his heart began to thump. He wondered what was in store for him when he heard the click of her heels as she ascended the wooden stairs.
“Adam,” she cried, “come out here please.”
Adam was petrified with fear; he was unable to move. In a moment his stepmom would burst in, and that was just what she did. Julia stepped boldly into Adam’s room, up to his bed, and pulled off the blankets and sheets in one swift motion, revealing Adam in a rather pathetic state, clad only in boxer shorts.
Julia was an intelligent woman, who could usually keep her head in such situations, so she spoke to Adam in a strong firm voice: “I want you to get up and clean this outlandish mess, after which I shall tell you what consequences you will have to face. This clearly deserves a punishment that is fair, but even more so that is firm.”
Adam had no choice but to comply. He swept, washed, scoured, fumigated, and dusted the house from top to bottom. It took four hours, and he was tired, sweaty, dirty, and not quite recovered from the Saturday night revelry.
He went to the living room where his stepmother awaited him.
“You look utterly horrendous,” she said in a stern voice, “Get into the shower, wash, put on a dressing gown, and report to me.”
Adam did as he was told, with mounting trepidation in his heart as he considered what might be in store. In truth, he really had no idea, but his stepmom had emphasized that the punishment was to be firm.
Julia awaited Adam in the living room, seated on a chair in the middle of the floor. In her early forties, she was a comely woman, a lovely brunette with a curvaceous figure, large full breasts, luscious thighs, and a beautiful round bottom. She was wearing a light blue blouse and thin cotton slacks.
Adam entered the room and was commanded to remove the dressing gown. As he stood there in his shorts, Julia informed him of her decision.
“I have been considering what would be an appropriate punishment for such a transgression,” she said, “and given the immaturity you have shown, I have decided on a punishment fit for a child, namely that you will go over my lap and receive a good hard spanking.”
Adam trembled. He certainly wasn’t expecting this. He was twenty years old, an adult, and here he was about to be spanked by his stepmother! It was so humiliating, but he could see no way out of it. Julia was deadly serious. He just hoped she would let him keep his dignity intact and his boxer shorts on.
Julia had other ideas. She commanded Adam to stand at her right side and proceeded to pull down his shorts most unceremoniously. He stood totally naked in front of his stepmother, as she proceeded to inform him of her intentions.
“I see that I am going to have to deal with you as the child you are, and no chastisement has the beneficial effect of a nice solid spanking. Therefore, from now on, you will be subject to a spanking for any kind of misbehaviour or misdemeanour. It is my duty to impose this discipline on you.”
Adam was shocked. He stood fully exposed before his stepmother, and he was becoming aware that his penis was stiffening slightly. He wasn’t shocked and aware for long, however, for Julia took him firmly by the arm and pulled him down over her lap. Adam could just support himself with his hands and feet as his view of the carpet became clearer. He writhed a bit and tried to find a comfortable place for his penis, which was still active. Finally, he was able to find a spot pressed against her thigh, where it might also have room to grow. He lay there, bent over his stepmother’s lap, and awaited the spanking.
Julia might be harsh when necessary, but there was also lightness and humour in her heart. She sat looking at her stepson’s plump round bottom and chuckled.
“You really have a nice bum, Adam,” she said. “I might even get to enjoy disciplining you.” She gave his bottom a few light taps, making his cheeks jiggle, and added a few pinches. That put a smile on her face, but she again grew stern as she prepared to administer the spanking.
After a few more taps, Julia began in earnest. She was a strong woman, and her spanks were hard and heavy. She proceeded to redden Adam’s bottom from cheek to cheek, aiming some of her blows to the left or right, and some straight in the middle. In no time Adam’s whole bottom was a brilliant red, as his cheeks bounced and jiggled in every direction. Still, she kept up her spanking, and Adam began to moan. Eventually, she began to grow tired, and her bosom heaved while Adam squirmed about on her lap.
Julia paused and gently rubbed Adam’s bottom. Adam was breathing heavily and gasping for air. At first, he couldn’t believe how hard his stepmother was able to spank him; the pain was intense. But then he became aware of a sort of pleasure in the heavy sting, and although he had a feeling of intense pain, he was enjoying himself just a little bit.
As Julia paused, Adam felt her fondling his flaming bottom, and his penis began to grow again. He hoped she wouldn’t notice, but it just kept growing and was now pressed firmly into her thigh.
“Adam, are you getting an erection? ” Julia asked.