We hadn’t been there for ages but we both remembered how dull and old fashioned everything was, and the only time we ever went out was to church!
Mum and Dad were going away with Dad’s work so there was no option or so Mum said. I argued and Nick argued but we got nowhere.
I’m Angie, I’m nearly eighteen, quite sporty and slim and I like to wear fashionable sexy clothes. Nick, my brother, is just a year older, he’s wiry and quite muscly, mostly because he cycles so much but he doesn’t care about how he dresses.
It was nearly three hours after we set off before we pulled up outside their house. It hadn’t changed at all since we’d been there last, a few years before. The same grey, drab house sitting on it’s own on a long ribbon road through the village that had just one shop.
Auntie Geraldine met us at the door. She looked like a strict school mistress, severe hair all tied back and she wore old fashioned glasses. She was quite tall and appeared rather stern. As Nick whispered to me later she was actually quite curvy in all the right places, it was just hidden well under ‘those clothes’ and an old kitchen apron.
The house was bigger than it seemed from the outside as we followed Auntie upstairs to our rooms. We were told to unpack and put everything away in the wardrobe and cupboards and then come down for afternoon tea and cakes. Afternoon tea and cakes!
As we came downstairs, Rebecca and Judy returned from a countryside walk. They looked so old fashioned, they came from another era.
As Mum and Dad got ready to leave Auntie G explained that she still spanked Judy and Rebecca on their bare bottoms if they misbehaved and said she expected to use the cane on our bottoms if it was needed. After a brief hesitation Dad agreed to this and despite our pleading looks Mum reluctantly agreed.
Mum and Dad left and Auntie G went into the kitchen to cook dinner. We tried to chat to Rebecca and Judy but they were so out of touch with pop music, films, fashion, singers, cars, anything. Whatever they spoke about they sounded as if they were in the 50’s.
Even though Rebecca was wearing such odd clothes that did nothing for her looks I could see that Nick fancied her. Judy was a little on the rounder side, not fat but she certainly had a fuller figure. She had mid brown, shortish hair and a pretty face. Rebecca on the other hand was a looker. Dark, long, straight hair which covered her shoulders, she had bright green eyes and a beautiful face. She had long legs, slim waist and hips but it was her bust that had drawn Nick’s eyes despite being wrapped in a thick grey cardigan.
I interrupted Nick’s reverie.
“What happens when you get punished?” I asked the girls.
Judy looked over to make sure the kitchen door was shut. “You are told what punishment you will get, how many strokes. Then you are told to get undressed to be caned.”
Nick was a little flushed, “Undressed? Is it always the cane?”
Rebecca answered, “Always the cane and always with nothing on,” then whispering she added, “when Mum’s friend’s son was caned we saw his willy.”
Nick gave me a look and said “What sort of things do you get punished for?”
Judy explained ”The sort of things that we are usually punished for are swearing, being rude, being disobedient, breaking things, being unkind to each other, fighting….” The list seemed endless.
Nick seemed to be growing uncomfortable; he kept glancing over at Rebecca and adjusting his trousers. “Do you get punished very often?”
Rebecca said “No, not often, usually only once or twice a week.”
Auntie G came through from the kitchen at that moment and we all looked down.
“You all seem very serious. What are you talking about?” she asked.
Rebecca just answered “Angie and Nick were asking about what would happen if they were to get punished.”
I hoped the floor would open up in front of me.
Auntie sat down facing us and put on a very serious look. “I hope none of you has to be punished but if you do it will hurt and you won’t want it to happen again. If I have to cane anyone it happens straight away in this room with everyone watching.”
With that she stood up. “I came to ask if you’d like a drink of squash and to suggest you go and play. I’ll be up to check your rooms when I’m finished here.”
After she’d gone I asked, “What did Auntie mean by ‘check our rooms’?”
Rebecca answered, “Oh, just to check the room is tidy and everything is away, neat and out of sight.”
Nick and I ran upstairs to sort our rooms.
We sat for a moment on the end of my bed. “I can’t believe how old fashioned and naive they are. Did you hear Rebecca talk about seeing a willy?” I said.
“I know, the whole place is stuck in a by-gone era.” Then he leaned closer, “I don’t know how you felt but I got quite excited thinking about the punishment thing in front of everyone.”
Before I could agree Rebecca and Judy came up and joined us and Nick went off to check his room.
Rebecca leaned over, “Judy just told me she’d like to see Nick being caned so she could see his willy!”
“I did not,” said Judy, “I, er, I said I’d like to see his body because he looks strong.”
It seemed a strange conversation but I told them how Nick had said he was excited at the thought of being punished in front of everyone.
We all laughed but I could tell everyone was getting aroused.
Then Judy whispered, “When Mum’s friend’s son was punished, his willy got bigger and she got very cross and spanked that too, so tell him not to let it grow stiff.”
After talking some more, Rebecca and Judy decided that they’d like to see Nick undressed and punished and wondered how we could make that happen?
I remembered the girlie magazine I’d seen as Nick was unpacking.
Rebecca said “Here’s an idea, if we could find it and put it in his room somewhere that Mum will find it, he’d get a spanking, no question.”
Judy whispered to Rebecca, “You get him downstairs and keep him distracted, Angie and I will find the magazine.”
We heard Rebecca tell Nick his room looked fine and we heard them go downstairs. Judy and I nipped into his room and soon found the magazine under his mattress. We put it half under his pillow leaving a voluptuous model’s backside partly visible.
Just then we heard Auntie is coming up the stairs with Rebecca and Nick following.
Judy and I joined them outside my room.
Auntie strode in and looked round before moving my case behind the door. “I don’t like a suitcase to be on view,” she said sternly, "but otherwise this is fine".