Welcome to the world of Little Girl Discipline; a world where adults enjoy strictly disciplining little girls' bare bottoms (and other places). I do hope you enjoy this story. I am always looking for inspiration so please email me at littlegdiscipline@mail.com and share your experiences / thoughts.

Thank you to Alison for her strict ideas on which this story is based.

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ALISON'S FRIEND 
(FFbb/ggg, NC, spanking, ped, oral, anal)


CHAPTER 1 - Family Friends

Alison got out of her car. She'd decided to drop in unannounced on her parents whilst her children were off having tea at friend's houses. When she'd tried turn into her parent's drive she'd been annoyed to find cars parked across the entrance. She'd had to park down the street and was now walking back. She thought her parents would be most surprised to see her walking, rather than driving, down their drive.

As Alison got towards her parent's house she could see their cars down the drive so they were definitely at home. Unusually, when she tried the front door it was locked. No matter, she had a key. Alison took the key out of her handbag and put it in the lock. Then a lovely idea came to her; she would sneak in and surprise her parents. She knew they would be delighted to see her. She crept through the front door and shut it gently. Then she opened the inner door of the entrance porch. As soon as she opened it the hairs on the back of her neck stood up. It wasn't because of the sound of her father's throaty chuckle or her mother's firm demanding voice; it was the sound of crying children that did it. In fact sobbing would be a more accurate description. Alison's heart was in her mouth. She knew that tone in her mother's voice. She'd heard it so many times before. It was harsh and directive; as a little girl she had found she could never bring herself to disobey her mother when she used `that voice'. But her parents didn't have any children now!

Full of curiosity Alison crept down the hall; she really wanted to see what her parents were up to. When she got to the bottom of the hall she found the lounge door shut. Alison decided to try the kitchen; there was an old serving hatch between the kitchen and the lounge. If the hatch was open a crack she would be able to stand in the kitchen and see what was happening in the lounge completely unobserved. She slipped into the kitchen; as usual the hatch was open, just a crack, and she was able to see clearly through. What she saw caused her to put her hand to her mouth in surprise.

Her Dad was sitting on the sofa. He was in his late 50's now; greying hair but still active and bright. He had a broad grin on his face and was obviously enjoying himself. Her mother was standing tall and firm. She looked good for her age and wore a loose summer dress. Her face was stern and uncompromising. Standing in front of her were two little girls. Alison recognised them immediately as the two girls who lived next door to her parents. She knew her parents regularly cared for the girls when their mother was out at work. There was ten year old Jane, a compact brunette with shiny eyes and a shy and withdrawn personality, and eight year old Sophie, fair haired and a little more puppy fat than her sister. Both girls were standing completely naked with their hands on their heads and sobbing their eyes out.

Alison immediately knew where to look; the little sideboard behind where her mum stood was where her mum always put whatever she was going to punish with. Lying on the top of the sideboard was a small yellow cane. Alison's bottom clenched; oh, that cane stung! She couldn't remember how many times she'd had to bend to take it; so embarrassing with her dad seeing her all naked as she grew up, her bottom parting as she bent over showing him everything that a girl desperately wanted to keep hidden. But Alison remembered only too well that once her mum had landed a few good whacks with that cane on her bum she simply hadn't cared who saw what. Even now she blushed when she remembered the prancing, bottom rubbing dancing she used to do. Her mum would politely wait until Alison was finished and then she would be bent back over for more and more strokes. How she used to scream when getting caned! Weren't little children only meant to get six with the cane? Someone should have told her mum that; she had just seemed to go on forever. 

Alison could hear her mum lecturing the sobbing girls.

"Yes, Jane and Sophie, it looks like it's the cane again for both of you! Your mummy told me you've been very naughty! She wants you properly dealt with! The cane really hurts and your mummy agrees that it's the only thing that will make you good!" Alison heard her mother say.

Jane and Sophie wailed even louder. Through choked back sobs, Jane pleaded with Alison's mother.

"Boo hoo! Please Auntie Sarah! Please don't cane us! Can't you spank us with the hairbrush instead? Boo hoo! That really hurts too! Can't we kiss you both to say sorry? We'll do it really well!" Jane begged.

Alison almost snorted aloud; she'd never been allowed to kiss her parents to be let off the cane! Why should they?

Jane turned to Alison's father.

"Boo hoo! Please, Uncle Henry! Sophie and me will kiss your cocky in our mouths for you! You can squirt in there! Boo hoo! Tell Auntie Sarah not to cane! Please! You can put your willy in my bum-bum! I don't want the cane! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeease!"

Alison was in a state of shock. She could hardly believe what she'd heard. Oh God! What were her parents doing to these girls? She should go in now and stop it. She knew she should. But the way her blood was rushing through her veins at the thought of seeing their bottoms thrashed! That was OK, wasn't it? Yes, that's what she'd do; watch them getting their bottoms caned and then go in so nothing else happened. Come on Mummy, she thought, cane those little bottoms like you used to cane mine! Make them howl like I used to. Alison suddenly realised that her pussy was getting wet; she really wanted to see this.

Her mother was smiling at the girls' desperate pleading.

"Why don't you both go and show yourselves to your Uncle Henry? See if he'll let you off?" her mum grinned.

Sophie and Jane ran to Alison's father. They both stood in front of him with their legs wide apart and, reaching down with both hands, spread open their pussy lips for him. Alison watched open mouthed as her father reached forward and began to finger the little girls' compliantly exposed holes. He contented himself with this little amusement for a few minutes, his face red and eyes glistening.

"Show me your other side now!" he told the girls.

Immediately both girls turned around and stuck their bottoms out into Alison's father's face. The girls both reached back and, grabbing a bottom cheek in each hand, pulled their buttocks apart to expose their pink little anuses to their delighted `Uncle's' sight. Alison watched her father's busy fingers disappear into the girls' bottom cracks and the girls squealing and wriggling as they were thoroughly explored. 

A few minutes later Alison's mother gave a discrete cough. Alison's father looked up and reluctantly stopped his play.

"What do you think, dear?" Alison's mother asked.

"Well, they both seem to be behaving well now," said Alison's father, "but they have been very naughty for their mother. I'm afraid it's still going to have to be the cane."

The girls began to sob more loudly and with a wicked grin Alison's father turned back to them.

"Perhaps if you both promise to be good for me and Auntie afterwards, I can ask Auntie not to cane so hard." he suggested. 

The two little girls began to desperately make explicit promises about how good they'd be and how they'd make Uncle's cocky and Auntie's wee hole feel nice. All the time Alison's mother flexed and swished the scary cane in front of their frightened eyes.

"Sophie!" Alison's mother smiled, "Come here and bend over, my dear. Jane, you can sit with your Uncle and make him happy!"

Mewling with fear, little Sophie approached Alison's mother. Alison could see that the little girl's legs were shaking as she walked. When Sophie finally reached Alison's mother, the strict lady pointed at the floor.

"Bend over!" she intoned.

Gulping and sobbing, Sophie bent and touched her toes. As Sophie bent tightly, her little bottom cheeks opened showing off her eight year old pussy and anus. Alison's mother stood back and took aim with the cane. She drew her arm back and then gave the cane a really wicked flick across the waiting bottom. It wasn't a full bloodied stroke, but for the tiny young bum it must have felt like a thousand bee stings. Little Sophie's reaction certainly made it look like that. Squealing, she jumped up grabbing at the reddening line across her bottom cheeks. She danced about, hopping from one foot to the other.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAH! AUNTIEEEEEEEE! I'M SORREEEEEEEEEEEY!" she wailed.

Alison watched with a broad smile across her face as her mother stood back and let Sophie carry on until the child realised that there were many more to come. Sophie looked up fearfully at her Auntie Sarah.

"Waaaaaaaaah! Please, no more, Auntie! Bwaaaaaaaaaah!" she begged.

"Bend over and stick it out!" was the only response she got from her strict Auntie.

Howling with pain and fear, Sophie touched her toes again and presented her bottom for the cane. Alison watched in awe as her mother swished that little cane across the squealing eight year old's bottom fifteen times, each time happily waiting for the girl to disgrace herself with her obscene prancing and humiliating pleading. As well as this display, Alison couldn't help watching the outrageous things her father was doing.

Almost as soon as the first stroke of the cane fell across Sophie's bottom, Alison's father pulled his cock out of his trousers for Jane to start playing with. Alison watched as the little girl enthusiastically wanked the hard cock of a man who was old enough to be her grandfather. Halfway through her sister's caning, Alison saw her father whisper into Jane's ear. Alison saw a sick look come over Jane's face, but the girl obediently nodded and got on her hands and knees on the sofa next to Alison's father. Then Jane bent over the old man's crotch and took the head of his penis in her mouth. She carried on wanking the length of his cock with her hands and bobbed her little head up and down so her lips rubbed the sensitive tip and skin beneath.

Alison's pussy throbbed. She'd been caned by her mother so many times with her father sat on the sofa, just as he was now. But her father had never made her do such outrageous things.

When Alison's mother decided that little Sophie's bottom had paid the red striped, howl inducing price for its owner's naughtiness, Sophie was sent to sit with her Uncle whilst Jane was called to the front. Shaking like a leaf, Jane went to her Auntie Sarah for her bare bottom caning. Alison watched as her mum swished the cane through the air and made poor Jane jump out of her skin and cry even more tears. Alison remembered only too well having that awful feeling as you went up to have your bottom caned. Then her mother pulled off her own dress. Underneath she wore pink lace lingerie. The lacy panties were soaked through. Alison watched disbelievingly as her mother stroked her pussy through the thin lacy material.

"When I've finished with your bottom, young lady," Alison's mother smiled, "you can make your Auntie feel nice `down there'! Now touch your toes and stick it out!"

Jane presented her little bottom for the cane. Her fearful mewls sent tingles through Alison's pussy. The first nasty swish of the cane had Jane howling and running about the room with her hands glued to her scalded little cheeks. Alison watched her father pushing his cock into Sophie's mouth, her red choking face taking his big adult tool.

Well before Alison's mother had finished giving poor Jane her just deserts, her father groaned deliriously and held Sophie's head firmly as he came right into her mouth. Alison was amazed to see that the little girl dutifully swallowed all of her father's cum. How many times has these girls been treated like this?

Suddenly Alison caught a glimpse of her watch. `Oh-my-God', she thought! `I'm late to pick up the kids!' She stole one more glance through the partially open serving hatch and caught sight of her mother pulling her panties down and pushing a howling Jane's face between her legs. Her mother was grinning like a Cheshire cat whose Christmases had all come at once. From the licky squelching sounds it looked like Jane was giving Alison's mother the most extreme pleasure.

As quickly and quietly as she could, Alison left the house. As she walked back to the car, her mind was in turmoil, not helped by the fact that her pussy was on fire and soaking wet. All those times growing up that she'd screeched and howled and danced naked in front of mummy and daddy as they'd whipped little bottom; they hadn't been for her own good! They'd been for the sexual enjoyment of her parents. But her parents had never made her do the things those two girls were made to do. And it had just been so hot watching her parents do it! Alison's pussy was desperate for attention. That big powerful rabbit vibrator she had hidden in her room would be coming out tonight. If only she could do it right now!

Alison drove to pick up her youngest son first. Charlie was eight years old and the apple of her eye. He could just do no wrong as far as she was concerned. Most often other parents seemed to agree. The mother she picked him up from made sure to praise his behaviour and table manners. Alison glowed with pleasure as she stroked his blond hair. Like all little boys he pulled away.

"Oh, Mum!" Charlie said, smoothing down his tussled hair.

Next Alison picked up her eldest son. Martin was twelve, almost thirteen. He was well built and had been a lovely little boy, but now he was approaching his teenage years he seemed a little distant, spending hours upstairs alone in his room. Alison missed the closeness she had had with him when he was younger.

Alison sighed as she approached the final house on her list. Eleven year old Lisa was a handful. Cute as a button with a charming little bubble butt, she would no doubt cause a few boys' cocks to rise in years to come, but she was, in Alison's eyes, disobedient and rude. A most terrible and delicious thought came over Alison; if Lisa had misbehaved herself, which was more than likely, then it would give Alison the perfect opportunity to give her a spanking. Alison spanked Lisa all the time; it seemed like every day she had her daughter over her lap for one thing or another, her panties pulled down getting her bare bottom smacked until it was bright red. Afterwards Lisa would be crying and rubbing her bum and Alison would feel better; she had done her motherly duty and taught her naughty child a lesson. But she'd never punished Lisa with the same level of strictness that her mother had punished her.

Today was different; today Alison wanted to spank Lisa for her own enjoyment. Alison was so damn hot after seeing what her mum and dad had done. She knew just what she was going to do with Lisa; she would use one of her own mother's most humiliating methods of spankings on the girl, a `panties-up-panties-down-hairbrush-special' her mum used to call it. It was one of her dad's favourites, and now she knew why. Then Alison had an idea; an idea that almost made her cum on the spot. She could get the boys to carry out the role her father used to play when her mum spanked her like that. Oh God, they'd love that! They were always trying to sneak a look at what their sister kept in her panties. Alison also knew that when Lisa was being spanked the boys stood with their ears pressed to the door. Up until now Lisa had been spanked in private, but not anymore Alison resolved.

Shaking with anticipation and with fingers crossed that Lisa had played one of her usual silly tricks, Alison went to the house to collect her. As soon as the door opened Alison saw the harassed face of the mother and her heart leapt for joy; Lisa's little bottom would be paying for this soon. Alison listened sympathetically to the mother's list of woes. Finally, with a flourish, the mother exclaimed that Lisa would not be allowed back to play until her behaviour improved. Red faced, Alison thanked the mother and apologised yet again; then, taking Lisa's wrist in an iron like grip virtually dragged her to the car. When they got to the car Lisa flounced in and threw herself on her seat.

"I didn't want to go back there anyway! They're silly!" Lisa pouted.

Little Charlie's face was red and shinning. He looked all excited.

"Is Lisa going to get a spanking, Mummy?" Charlie asked eagerly.

"Why yes she is, darling!" Alison smiled.

Thump!

"Ow! Mummy, she hit me!" wailed Charlie.

"Don't worry, Charlie. You'll get your own back soon enough!" beamed Alison.

"What do you mean, Mummy?" asked Lisa, for the first time with uncertainty in her voice.

"You'll find out soon enough." said Alison and left it at that.

Once Alison had got everybody back home and had safely locked the door behind them, she turned on Lisa.

"Go upstairs and take all your clothes off except your panties. Then come back down here. Your brothers and I will be waiting."

"Mum!" wailed Lisa, "You can't do it in front of them! Even if it's in my panties!"

"Oh, they won't be staying up, my dear!" gloated Alison, "Your brothers are going to see everything!"

"No! You can't! I won't!" yelled Lisa defiantly.

"Then perhaps you'd like to go and stay at your Grandma's?" countered Alison.

Lisa stopped. She'd only stayed at her Grandma's once, when Mummy was in hospital. Grandma had a stick called a cane. Granddad had held her down across the arm of a sofa and Grandma had smacked her bottom with the cane. Lisa had never known a hurt like it. She hung her head, defeated.

"I hate you!" she said, running up the stairs.

Alison went into the lounge, closed the curtains and then went to a drawer in the old office desk in the corner. She rummaged about and pulled out a big wooden hairbrush. Her mother had given it to her when Martin was born. "For naughty boy's bottoms!", her mother had said. Alison had only ever used it once before and that was on Lisa almost a year ago. Alison had never heard Lisa howl as much as when she got the brush. Alison couldn't think why she hadn't used it more often; well, that would change now.

Charlie came into the lounge, swiftly followed by Martin. Both their faces shone with excitement.

"Are we really going to see it? Are we really going to see her spanked with that?" Charlie asked breathlessly, pointing at the hairbrush in Alison's hand.

"You most certainly are!" said Alison.

"On the bare? Right on the bare bum?" Charlie continued.

"Oh, she'll be very bare!" promised Alison.

She looked at Martin. The elder boy's face was red and he had a leering grin.

"Would you like to see Lisa all naked, honey?" she asked him.

"Gosh, yes Mum!" he said.

"You can look at her as much as you like. I won't mind." Alison reassured him.

"Thanks, Mum!" he said, his mouth open in surprise.

"Shall I call your sister down so you can watch her being spanked now?" Alison smiled.

"Yes, Mum!" both boys chorused.

Alison went to the foot of the stairs and shouted for Lisa to come down. Slowly Lisa emerged from her bedroom. She was naked apart from a cute pair of little white panties with a cartoon duck on the front. It seemed that Lisa's whole body was blushing; her face and chest, even her tummy was turning red. She looked so pretty like that, thought Alison, and it made her itch to spank so she could watch Lisa cry and prance about like those two little girls she had seen earlier. 

"Don't let them see me!" Lisa whined, "Do it upstairs! Pleeeeeeeeeease!"

Alison ignored Lisa and propelled her into the lounge where the boys were waiting. Lisa saw the room with its curtains drawn and the big hairbrush sitting on the table.

"Not that! Not that! Please, Mummy! Not the brush! Oooooooo!" Lisa wailed and started jumping from one foot to the other in dreadful anticipation.

"Lisa, I'm going to give you what's called a `panties-up-panties-down-hairbrush-special'." Alison explained, "My Mummy used to give them to me all the time. Because your useless father ran away, your brothers are going to have to help me instead. Now come here so I can show your brothers what they need to do."

Little tears of embarrassment had started to trickle down Lisa's face. Alison almost felt sorry for her, but the sharp pleasurable prickling in her pussy compelled her to carry on. 

"Lisa, put your hands on your head and face your brothers. Now boys, I'm going to send Lisa to you in turns. When I say `Panties down!', this is what I want you to do!" Alison said.

Alison grasped the waistband of Lisa's panties and dragged them down her daughter's legs to her feet. Lisa gave a strangled cry and one of her hands came off her head to try and cover her exposed pussy. Alison grabbed the hand firmly and put it back on Lisa's head.

"Keep that hand there, girl! We've all had enough of your naughtiness in this house! Now everybody gets a chance to help punish you!" Alison lectured.

"Oh Mummeeeeeey!" wailed Lisa, "I'm sorreeeeeeey! Spank me upstairs! Not here!"

Alison pulled the panties off Lisa's feet so her daughter was completely naked. She watched her sons as they feasted their eyes on their sister's exposed little pussy and naked body. Alison though with delight how much both her sons were going to enjoy this exciting game.

"Now boys," Alison continued, "when you've taken your sister's panties off give them to her to hold. She'll need them for `Panties up!' So, when I say `Panties up!', this is what you must do."

Alison made Lisa step back into her panties and then pulled them up tight around her daughter's bum. However, Alison didn't stop there. 

"Turn around, Lisa, with your back to the boys." Alison instructed.

Lisa did as she was told, glad not to be facing her grinning brothers.

Alison grasped both leg holes of the panties and pulled sharply upwards giving her daughter a complete wedgie, so much so that Lisa's panties could not be seen having totally disappeared into her butt crack. The little girl danced up and down.

"Oooo Mummy! Nooooooo! Not like that!" Lisa wailed.

"I don't want to see any of her panties! Bare bottom only!" Alison instructed the boys, who both nodded keenly.

"Turn around, Lisa!" Alison told her.

Lisa turned around. She was sobbing miserably now. Her brothers were going to be pulling her panties down and giving her horrible wedgies. This just couldn't get any worse! 

"OK boys, when you've done the back, I want you to do the same to the front!" grinned Alison.

"Noooooooooooooooo!" Lisa cried.

The boys eyes almost popped out of their heads as they watched their mother take hold of the leg holes at the front of their sister's panties and pull the material deep into her little pussy slit.

"Now boys, to make sure there's no material showing front or back, you must use your fingers to check." said Alison, pushing her fingers right into her daughter's pussy slit and deep between her little bottom cheeks.

Lisa wailed at the horrible intrusion between her legs. How could Mummy do this? And her brothers were going to be doing the same thing to her too! Oh God! The idea of them touching her there! It was too horrible!

Alison grinned at the boys. They were both flushed and she could see them breathing quickly. She couldn't quite tell, but she'd like to bet that both their little cocks would be hard. She hoped that both of them were going to really enjoy helping her to punish their sister.

"Lisa, go to Martin. Martin, `Panties down'!" Alison commanded.

Lisa, slowly, miserably made her way to her big brother. She stood in front of him with her hands on her head. She hated it when he did his nasty pinching and tried to touch her bum. Now he was going to see and even touch her pussy. Lisa wailed with humiliation as her brother reached forward, grabbed the waistband of her panties and pulled them down. Due to the panties being stuck up her butt crack and pussy they pulled inside out and Martin had to give them an extra tug to get them down. He briskly pulled them down her legs to her feet and, utterly humiliated, Lisa stepped out of them. The whole of the time Martin's eyes never left Lisa's pussy that he stared at it fixedly. He offered the panties to Lisa and she took them off her grinning brother. Then she started towards her mother.

"Oh no! Back you go!" instructed Alison, "Wait until your brother sends you back!"

Lisa wailed again. It was horrible, more horrible than anything! She went back and stood in front of Martin so he could gape some more at her naked pussy with that silly grin on his face. After ages he gave her permission to go to their Mum.

As Lisa turned round, she saw her mother had pulled the big footstool into the middle of the room and was holding that awful hairbrush in her hand. What was happening now? Lisa had always gone across Mummy's knee for her spankings.

"Lisa," Alison beamed, "today you're going to present your bottom properly for punishment. I want you to lie over this stool with your legs either side of it and your hands on the ground."

"Sniff! Sniff! Yes, Mummy!" wept Lisa.

Alison watched her daughter take up position over the footstool. As Lisa straddled the wide low stool and lay along it her bottom pushed up and out. Her legs were stretched widely apart so her pussy and anus were rudely exposed to her brothers.

As Lisa got into position she could feel the cold air on her pussy and anus. Oh my God! That meant her brothers would be seeing her most private places all opened up. It was so humiliating! And Mummy had that huge hairbrush in her hand. Why wasn't Mummy spanking her like she normally did? Why was she doing all this bad stuff to her? Lisa looked behind her up at her Mummy who was smacking the hairbrush into her hand.

"Sniff! Sniff! Please Mummy! Please, don't! I'm sorreeeeeeeeeey! Don't spank me! Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!" Lisa begged, all her juvenile defiance gone.

Alison's pussy throbbed; Lisa's bottom was stuck out and her cute pussy and anus were on prominent display. Alison was going to give her daughter a real lesson in discipline, just like her mother used to do to her. Alison knelt down next to her daughter and took hold of her hands' firmly in her left hand. Her right hand lifted the brush high up, ready for a good hard spanking. 

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Alison delivered a short volley of hard smacks with the solid wooden back of the hairbrush. Lisa squealed as the brush rapped out it message on her sensitive white bottom cheeks.

"NYAAAAAAAAAAAA! MUMMEEEEEEEEEY! WAAAAAAAAAH!" Lisa wailed.

Alison stopped.

"Off you go to Charlie, Lisa. Take your panties with you. Charlie, `Panties up', please!" Alison instructed.

Lisa hopped over to Charlie, wailing with tears running down her wet face and furiously rubbing her bottom. She seemed to have forgotten she was naked and was showing her pussy and bottom off to her two eager brothers; all she was interested in now was rubbing her hot spanked bottom.

Little Charlie took his time about putting his big sister's panties back on for her, pulling them up into her bottom crack and pussy slit. His fingers took every opportunity to explore his sister's privates in intimate detail. Alison smiled at Martin.

"You can do that next!" she said.

Martin grinned at the prospect.

When Charlie was finished, Alison called Lisa back to her.

"Back over the footstool, darling!" Alison smiled, "I'm going to give your bottom a spanking it's going to remember for a very long time!"

"Boo hoo! Ooooooooooo! Mummeeeeey! No!" sobbed Lisa, prancing about with her hands clutched protectively over her little butt.

Alison pulled Lisa down over the footstool. Again the hairbrush began its hard rapid conversation with her daughter's bottom.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"YEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAH! MY BUM! AAAAAAAAAAAAH!" howled Lisa.

Alison let the struggling Lisa up and watched with delight as the wailing girl did a dance for them in what for all the world looked like the briefest of g-strings. As the frantic dancing turned to hopping about, Alison sent her back to Charlie.

"`Panties down', Charlie!" Alison cooed.

In a flash Lisa's panties were pulled down and Charlie sent his big sister back for some more hard smacks. Alison couldn't help but notice how eager Charlie had been to get his sister's bottom ready for more spanking.

Again Alison made the unhappy Lisa straddle the footstool with everything exposed to her brothers. Alison made sure not to hold back in making the smacks with the hairbrush really good hard ones.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! NO MORE! YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Lisa screeched.

Alison let go of Lisa's hands and they flew to her burning bottom. Lisa grabbed big chunks of each cheek in her hands and tried to squeeze the burning pain out. The boys watched enthralled as these bottom pulling antics opened up Lisa's little pussy and stretched apart her anus.

Alison let her sons have a good look and then put Lisa on her feet. Lisa jumped about shrieking; her bottom was bright red with dark hairbrush marks on it. Alison propelled Lisa over to her big brother for his intimate attention.

"`Panties up', please Martin!" Alison smiled.

Martin took a long time feeling up his little sister. His fingers found their way into her pussy and played with her little anus as he carefully adjusted her panties into her cracks. Lisa wailed and wriggled as she nursed her hot bottom and felt her brother's fingers in her. Alison noticed with delight that the front of Charlie's shorts had formed a little tent where his tiny cock stuck out. Martin also had a noticeable hard bulge in his trousers. Alison's pussy throbbed and she knew her own panties would be soaked by now.

Lisa was eventually returned to Alison, sobbing and covering her bottom with her hands to protect it.

"Boo hoo! No more! Pleeeeeeeease! No more! My bottom hurts! Please, Mummy!" she begged.

Alison pushed Lisa over the footstool again and landed another volley with the hairbrush.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"AAAAAAAAAAAH! AAAAAAAAAAAH! MUMMEEEEEEY! STOOOOOOOP! NO MORE! YAAAAAAAAAAH!" Lisa howled.

Alison admired Lisa's little bum. It was bright red now and the hairbrush was really making its message felt. Alison pulled Lisa up and sent her dancing back to Martin to have her panties pulled down. Charlie would have the pleasure of pulling her panties into her crack next time.

Lisa was soon pushed back to her mother. She hardly seemed to know what was going on now. Her bright red face was covered in tears and snot and she howled continuously. Her hands were welded to her scalded bum cheeks. Alison dragged Lisa back over the footstool and grabbed her hands. The boys were again treated to their naked sister spread wide open for them. Alison was enjoying herself; this time she would give Lisa some extra hard ones.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

As Alison landed the really hard ones, Lisa's body bucked and, to Alison's outrage' a thick stream of yellow urine erupted from her daughter. It soaked the footstool and sprayed onto the floor. Alison was furious. The little brat! Charlie was jumping up and down in excitement.

"Mummy, she wee-wee'd! She wee-wee'd herself! You can really spank her bummy now!" 

Martin joined in.

"Yeah, Mum! Spank her harder! Teach her not to wee herself! Make her butt hurt more!"

All the time Lisa was sobbing and pleading with her Mum.

"WAAAAAAAAAAH! I'M SORREEEEEEEY! I DIDN'T MEAN TO! NO MORE! I'M SORREEEEEEEEY! IT HURTS! DON'T SPANK ME MORE! BWAAAAAAAAH!" 

Alison grinned at the boys; she knew just what she was going to do. The same nasty thing her own mother used to whenever she had wet herself. The boys were going to love this!

Alison went to the old desk drawer again and pulled out a wooden ruler. The boys watched eagerly when she came back to Lisa brandishing her new weapon.

"Oh Lisa, darling!" she cooed, "Mummy's got something special for little girls who wee themselves! Let me show you what happens to them!"

Alison grabbed hold of Lisa who was still lying over the wet footstool and pulled her by the arm so she was turned over and lying on her back. The frightened girl babbled pleas to her mother to be let off, but the fire in Alison's pussy meant that she was going to be very strict indeed. Alison straddled Lisa with her back to the girl's head and then pushed Lisa's legs apart so they went either side of the footstool. Now Lisa's pussy was thrust up and her legs widely parted so her brothers could see the pretty pink vaginal opening clearly between the spread lips. Alison held Lisa's hands and raised the ruler ready to spank the little pussy. As her sons realised what was going to happen, they excitedly gave their support.

"Spank her wee hole! Spank her wee hole!" shouted Charlie.

"Go on Mum! Do it hard!" panted Martin, his face bright red with excitement.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Alison started spanking Lisa's little pussy with the hard wooden ruler. Lisa screamed and thrashed about. Alison ignored her antics and carried on without stopping.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! NYAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MUMMEEEEEEEEEEY! AAAAAAAAAAAH!" Lisa screamed.

Lisa's little pussy soon grew dark red as Alison spanked it with the hard wooden ruler. Her daughter shrieked and kicked. The boys started to clap their mother and shout encouragement.

"Go on! Harder! Whack it, Mummy!" shouted Charlie.

"Make her scream! Make it red!" shouted Martin.

Alison finished up her daughter's pussy spanking with a flurry of good hard ones with the ruler. Then she pulled Lisa up, pushed her back over the footstool so she was lying with her bum stuck up once more. Then Alison picked up the hairbrush, bent over Lisa and repeatedly whacked the little bottom with the big wooden brush. She was going to give her daughter a proper spanking! Lisa roared with pain and kicked her legs. Only when Alison thought Lisa's bottom couldn't take anymore did she stop. Alison pulled Lisa up and propelled the screaming girl upstairs. Charlie ran and gave Alison a hug and then ran upstairs too. Martin stood up, his hard bulge sticking out.

"Wow, Mum! That was brilliant! I gotta go upstairs now!" he said and, trying to hide his bulge, disappeared from the room.

Alison stood looking at the pool of urine on the floor. She really should clean this up, but her pussy needed attention. Suddenly she realised that both her sons had disappeared to their rooms with obviously hard little cocks. Maybe they were playing with their cocks right now? Alison's pussy gave a throbbing spasm at the thought. A good mother really should go and check what her boys were up to.

Alison went to Charlie's room first. She opened the door. There was Charlie sat on his bed with his stiff little cock held firmly at the base, feverishly rubbing the fingers of his other hand over the swollen head.

"Mummy!" he squeaked as Alison walked in and shut the door behind her.

Alison sat on the bed next to her son. His young penis was drooping a little now. Alison reached down and took his little tool between her thumb and index finger. She began to rhythmically squeeze it. The little penis jumped into life again becoming instantly hard.

"Ooooo, Mummy! That feels so nice!" groaned Charlie, wriggling with pleasure.

Alison carried on as Charlie squirmed with delight.

"Did you like it when I spanked Lisa?" Alison whispered conspiratorially.

"Oh Mummy! It was so lovely to watch!" moaned Charlie.

"What did you like best?" Alison whispered, agitating Charlie's cock more vigorously.

"Oooo Mummy! Keep doing it like that!" begged Charlie, as his hips thrust about. "I liked it when she wee'd and when she cried really loud! And when you really whacked her! Her bum was so red and ......."

Charlie sucked in air and his eyes bulged out, he pushed his hips up to Alison's busy hand and then he made a strange squeaking noise. Charlie relaxed and his body flopped back on the bed.

"Oh Mummy! Mummy! I got such a lovely feeling! It was so nice when you did it for me! Are you going to let me watch you spank Lisa again? Oh please, Mummy! Let me watch again! Pleeeeeeeease!"

Alison smiled down at Charlie.

"Well, Charlie, I'm going to be a lot stricter with your sister from now on. And I think you helping with her spankings will be part of that." Alison reassured a happy Charlie and left him satisfied and relaxed.

Alison felt like her pussy was going to explode, but she couldn't resist having a look in on Martin. What if he was doing the same as Charlie had been?

Alison opened the door to Martin's room. There was a sudden action as he pulled his duvet up over his midriff. He was sitting there, in bed, apparently fully clothed, with the duvet pulled up around his waist. Then Alison noticed that Martin's trousers and underpants were on the floor. A broad smile came over her face and she went and sat on the bed next to him. She slipped a hand under the duvet.

"What are you doing down here?" she whispered, teasing him.

Her hand found his naked thigh and she traced up it until she was touching his front and then she found his hard pubescent penis. She closed her hand around it and began to gently work it up and down.

"Is this what you were doing, Martin?" she whispered gently in his ear. "Watching your sister getting spanked like that must have been very exciting for a boy your age. Did you enjoy it?"

"Oh God, Mum! Yes! I loved you doing it!" he gasped.

Alison slowly drew back the duvet to take a good look at her son. With her hand giving his cock such wonderful pleasure, Martin didn't resist. Alison marvelled at his cute little cock and balls. He had the first wisps of pubic hair emerging. Alison put her left thumb in her mouth and soaked it with spit. She held his cock firmly in her right hand and began to trace round the top of his helmet with her wet thumb.

"Oh Mum! Oh, that's amazing!" groaned her young son.

"Now Martin, this foreskin of yours looks a little tight!" purred Alison, "Mummy's going to help loosen it for you."

Alison let go of Martin's straining penis and put her right hand up to her mouth. She dribbled a large quantity of spit into her palm. Martin watched his mother's actions, not quite knowing what she was going to do. Alison brought her hand back down to his cock and smothered it with her spit. Then she loosely gripped the cock, wrapping her fingers all around it forming a little pussy for the cock to move in. Then she began to shake her hand up and down so Martin's cock slid in and out of the slick passage that her fingers formed. It made a slicka-slicka-slicka noise as her hand wanked his cock. Martin moaned and thrust into his mother's hand.

"What did you like best when I spanked Lisa?" asked Alison.

"Aaaaaah! Oh Mum! It feels so good!" he groaned, "The best bit was when you spanked her with the ruler, right on her `you know'. I thought she was just going to take off like a rocket!"

Slicka-slicka-slicka went Alison's hand.

"What else?" she asked.

"Oh God, don't stop Mum!" It's going to happen soon! When you whacked her hard with the brush at the end an' she was really screaming! It was...it was...Aaaaaaaaah!"

Martin's body bent up like a bow. Alison could feel him shaking. Then a thin stream of transparent liquid squirted out of the end of his cock over his tummy. Martin subsided onto the bed.

"Now, how long has that been happening?" grinned Alison.

"Only a few weeks, Mum! Honest!" Martin said, red faced.

"You'll be a man soon!" smiled Alison.

"Mum?" said Martin.

"Yes?" she replied.

"You are going to let me watch Lisa spanked like that again, aren't you?" Martin asked, his eyes full of hope.

Alison smiled at him.

"I'm sure you'll get to see your little sisters bare bottom again soon." she said, "And all her other parts too, if you're good."

"I'll be good, Mummy!" Martin promised enthusiastically.

Alison left Martin blissed-out on his bed. She went straight to her own room, closed the door and pushed the little bolt across. Then she went to her secret hiding place where her big rabbit vibrator lived. With indecent haste she ripped her clothes off and slid the wonderful device deep into her pussy. Panting and rocking the vibrator she barely made it to the bed before an earth shattering orgasm ripped through her. She couldn't remember one as long or as hard. As she lay back she felt her pussy starting to throb again. She never usually felt like it again right after cumming, but there it was, that feeling in her pussy, strong and demanding. She switched the rabbit back on and had a long slow wank with the most delicious orgasm at the end. She curled up on the bed exhausted, switched the rabbit off but left it in herself. Within a few moments she fell into a deep sleep.

When Alison woke up the next morning she was momentarily disorientated. Why was the light on? Why was she lying in her bed naked? Good grief! What on earth was that in her? Then she remembered. A terrible feeling came over her; she'd really laid into Lisa with the hairbrush last night and then she'd masturbated both her sons, one after the other!

Alison jumped up. She pulled the rabbit out of herself, quickly wiped it down and hid it away. Then she pulled her nightie on, unlocked the door and went out onto the landing. Both boys were already up and getting ready for school. When they saw her they both ran to her and gave her big hugs. She could feel Martin grinding his crotch into her. Shaken, she moved away, trying not to appear too worried.

"Where's your sister?" she asked.

"She's still in her room!" smirked Charlie.

"Yeah, she's crying and says her bottom still hurts!" grinned Martin.

Alison went to Lisa's room. Lisa was lying in her bed, softly crying.

"Boo hoo! Mummeeeeeey! It hurts!" she sobbed.

Alison pulled back the sheets. Lisa was naked and lying on her tummy. Her little bottom had hairbrush shaped bruises on it. Alison clenched her jaw. She knew what she had to do now; the same thing her mother used to.

"Don't be such a cry-baby, Lisa!" she lectured, "That was only the hairbrush! Wait until I get a cane for you! Now listen to me. I'm going to sign you off PE today and you are NOT to show your bottom to anyone. We shall say that you're not feeling well; that your tummy is poorly. If you ever ever tell what happened then I'll send you to live with Grandma!"

"Oooooo! No Mummy! Don't! I'll stop crying and get ready!" Lisa said and jumped up.

Alison smiled as she watched Lisa get ready, her red eyes blinking back the tears and her hand surreptitiously rubbing her bum.



CHAPTER 2 - Friends Reunited

After dropping the kids at school, Alison went to the supermarket for the weekly shop. She wondered round her usual route picking up the everyday items. When she got to the frozen vegetables there was another woman bent over the freezer where Alison needed to go. She waited patiently for the woman to finish. As the woman stood up their eyes met. In utter shock and delight Alison cried out.

"Anita!" she whooped.

"Alison!" exclaimed the woman.

They both embraced.

"Anita, what on earth are you doing back here?", gasped Alison, "I thought you weren't coming back. Are you here to visit?"

"No!" grinned Anita, "I'm here to stay. I just arrived back last week."

"But I thought you were settled; home, family, all that!" Alison blurted.

"Didn't work out!" Anita said, a wry smile on her face.

Alison dropped her head.

"You know I would have come to visit, but it was just too far!" Alison mumbled.

"That's OK!" smiled Anita, "A twenty two hour flight is enough to put most people off. I hear your marriage didn't work out either."

It was Alison's turn to give a wry smile.

"I'm renting a house." said Anita, "Why don't you come round after shopping and we can have a glass of wine and a catch up?"

"That would be lovely." smiled Alison.

After finishing the shopping, Alison followed Anita back to the rented house. Anita poured them glasses of wine and the two began to talk. A few glasses of wine later they started to open up.

"So, OK, you first!" grinned Anita, "Why did yours' go?"

Alison bit her lip. She could either make an excuse or give the real reason. If anybody would understand, it would be Anita.

"Well, you know what my Mum was like!" Alison started.

Anita nodded her head; she knew alright!

"Well, I fell out with mine because his didn't like how much I spanked Lisa; that's my eleven year old." Alison continued.

Alison blushed hotly as she said this. She waited for Alison to go cold and take her exes' part; everybody else she'd ever told had done.

"Funny that," mused Anita, "I fell out with mine for the same reason. He didn't like me spanking Penny and Liz every day, whether they'd done anything wrong or not!"

"Gosh Ani!" grinned Alison, "Every day, whether they'd done anything wrong or not! That is strict! And what did you say before; Penny's twelve and Liz is seven?"

"Yes twelve and seven." nodded Anita, "And what about you, Ali? Are you strict too?"

"Well, I am with my girl but not with my boys." said Alison, "Lisa has some nice bruises on her bottom this morning from where she got the hairbrush last night."

"Oh we get plenty of bruised bottoms here!" smiled Anita, warming to her theme, "I've got a cane, just like your Mum's! You should see Penny when she gets it! But you've got boys too; how lovely! I love boys; so cute, not like naughty girls at all. Penny and Liz had some boys who were `special friends' of theirs. It would be so nice if yours could become ones too. How old did you say they were again?"

"Charlie's eight and Martin is almost thirteen." said Alison.

"What a perfect match for my girls!" cried Anita in delight, "I'm sure my girls will love to have some new `special friends'!"

"What do you mean by `special friends'?" asked Alison.

Anita smiled and patted Alison on the hand.

"We'll talk about that later, dear!" Anita smiled.

The tip of Anita's tongue peeped out and she ran it along her lips to moisten them.

"Actually, there is something, if you're interested?" Anita began, hesitantly.

Alison nodded encouragingly.

"Well, both of mine were rather naughty this morning." Anita continued, "So I told them I'd give them both a real thrashing when they got home. I'm going to give Penny the cane and Liz a good dose of this nice leather strap I use on her. If you want to stay and watch, you're most welcome!"

Alison felt her mouth go dry and her pussy give a little throb.

"I'm sure I could find someone to look after the kids." Alison said, "And after all, you saw me getting it often enough!"

"Yes," smiled Anita, "and I made you feel better afterwards!"

Alison blushed at the memory. Anita's tongue and smooth lips had made her feel better many times before.

"I always returned the favour!" Alison grinned, "And you know how you got when you'd watched me getting it!"

Now it was Anita's turn to blush. It was true that she found those times in Anita's parents' lounge indescribably exciting as she watched Alison get her bare bottom whipped by her mother. More often than not she'd have to sit on her `Uncle Henry's' lap. That was the real price she paid to watch the naked snivelling Alison howl as her bottom was punished. From twelve years old when she had met Alison at school until she was seventeen, having to rub her bum against Uncle Henry's hard trouser lump and let him fumble about inside her panties. After it was finished, and Uncle Henry had managed to extract at least one shuddering orgasm from her, she would feel sorry for Alison. So she would take Alison upstairs and naked together in Alison's little bed Anita would make up to her. Anita's tongue and lips would work hard to make Alison forget all about her stinging bottom. Alison was always so grateful that Anita couldn't resist letting her return the favour.

"OK!" said Alison, "Let me make some calls to take care of the kids. And then I'll see if you're really as strict as you say you are!"

Anita smiled at her and her eyes twinkled.

"Oh, you won't be disappointed, dear! I'm really very strict indeed!" she grinned.

Penny and Liz walked slowly home. Penny had collected Liz from Primary School on her way back from the local Secondary School she was going to. They had only been at their new schools for a week and hadn't really made any friends yet. It was all so different from the country they had left. It was so cold here, and this was meant to be summer! Liz pressed up close to her big sister. Penny looked down and saw the tears starting. She put her arm around Liz protectively. Liz cuddled into her and tried to sniff back the tears.

"Do you think she'll do us hard, Pen?" Liz's quavering voice asked.

Penny bit her lip; she wanted to give Liz some comfort, but there was no use lying.

"Yeah, I think so, Squirt! She's been in that mood all week. Reckon she's going to do us hard!" said Penny grimly.

Liz put her arms right around Penny's waist and hugged her for comfort. 

"I bet she gives me that stinky belt thing! I hate it! It hurts so bad!" Liz sniffed.

Penny snorted.

"Wait till you get the cane, Squirt! You'll beg to get the belt!" Penny huffed.

Liz shivered; she could vaguely remember when she was five and Penny was ten and had just started getting the cane. Yes, Penny really had begged to be belted instead of caned. That cane must really sting!

"I can go first and have the belt!" Liz offered, "Then she might not cane you as hard!"

Penny gave her little sister a hug; typical Liz, always putting everybody else first. Of course, it wouldn't make any difference. Mum always decided who went first; she'd have it all planned out, exactly what she wanted to do to them, and woe betide the little girl who didn't do exactly what she was told.

"I'll come and see you afterwards, Squirt! Kiss it better for you!" Penny promised.

It was their secret code; secret for long lingering pussy kissing while the one being kissed on her special place, for just a few moments, forgot all about the horrible pain in their bottoms and had that most delicious feeling between their legs.

"Oooo, Pen! Would you? That'd be so nice! I'll do you too, if you like!" said Liz, almost forgetting her tears for a moment.

"OK, Squirt!" said Penny with a little smile, "You're on! You've got to get that tongue in deep though!"

"Oh I will, Pen! I will! I'll do it just how you like it!" Liz promised earnestly.

The two held each other tightly as they approached the house. They knew that the next few hours would be filled with nothing but the most terrible bottom pain, their heartfelt howls and squeals as their mother demonstrated her remorseless disciplinary zeal. But, if for one moment, they had though that their mother had found a prospective `special friend' that she was going to show them off to that very night, both girls would have been shaking sobbing wrecks by the time they had got home.

Alison was sitting in the lounge at the back of the house in a state of high excitement. Anita had been getting everything out ready for the girls' return and had been teasing Alison with each of the items. Alison knew her panties would be drenched already. She was worried that if her pussy got any juicier it would start to come through her dark jeans.

Both women looked up as they heard sounds at the front door; the girls were back. Anita held up her hand, signalling Alison to be quiet. Alison listened; the girls were very quiet, although she could hear various rustling noises. Then her ears latched on to a soft underlying noise; crying! Yes, she could definitely hear both girls crying little choked-back sobs. Angela looked again at the things Anita had laid out ready. Oh yes, those little girls must know only too well what they were in for. Their young bottoms were going to be stinging balls of agony once their strict mother had finished. Angela's pussy throbbed. She couldn't wait for the girls to come in. She heard soft footsteps approaching the lounge door. Anita looked at her and winked.

The lounge door opened and Angela watched two very pretty and completely naked girls come in. The girls both had their heads bowed submissively and their hands held on top of their heads. Both of their faces were red and wet with tears. Their bodies were very different. Little Liz was a cute brunette, slim with thin legs and a cute bubble butt that stuck out temptingly. Her young pussy was a deep slit at the apex of her legs. Alison guessed that Liz must take after her father as there was little resemblance between her and Anita. Penny, on the other hand, was the spitting image of her mother; the same fair hair, round face and broad hips. She had a big bottom that looked like it could take a lot of spanking. Her little breasts were small swollen cones with prominent nipples. Her pussy had started to develop and the lips had swelled. There was no hair there yet.

As soon as Penny saw another strange woman in the room she squealed and covered her pussy with one hand and put her arm across her tiny breasts. Liz followed her big sister's lead, even though she had no breasts to cover.

"HOW DARE YOU!" bellowed Anita, "Both of you get back `on display' now! Or else Mummy will make your bottoms very sorry indeed!"

Sobbing miserably, both girls put their hands back on their heads and stood up straight facing Alison. Alison delighted in the way that Anita was humiliating her young daughters. She couldn't wait for Anita to really begin the punishment.

"Girls!" announced Anita, "This is your Auntie Ali. Auntie Ali and I have known each other for a long time. Auntie Ali is very keen to see what happens to naughty little girls in this house. I think she's going to be my `special friend'!"

Both girls wailed at this news and little Liz pranced about like an agitated little fly. Anita grinned broadly at their distressed reaction.

"But girls!" Anita continued, "It gets better! Auntie Ali has two boys who are just your ages. Wouldn't it be nice for them to be your `special friends'?"

Penny let out an anguished wail.

"Waaaah! Please Mummy! Please! No! I'm too old now!" Penny begged, "I can't do that sort of thing! I can't!"

Liz joined in.

"Boo hoo! Mummy! I don't want no special friend! I don't like it! Boo hoo! It's icky! Waaaaaaah!" Liz wailed.

"QUIET!" Anita barked, "Both of you are insubordinate disobedient rude little girls! I will decide what's good for you! Not you! Liz, go to your Auntie Ali and ask her nicely to warm your bottom up with a good hard spanking. Penny, you may come over my knee. I'll teach you some manners, and then..." Anita pointed towards the items on the table that she had laid out, "then we shall proceed to a much more painful discussion about your recent behaviour!"

Anita picked up two items from the table. They were two identical ladies golf gloves, made of black flexible leather, tight fitting with a Velcro strap at the back to ensure they stayed on. Anita handed one to Alison.

"Spanking gloves!" Anita said by way of explanation, "I find that you can spank so much harder and longer wearing one of these. After all, we don't want our hands getting sore, do we?" she laughed.

Alison grinned too as she pulled the tight leather glove on; Anita had the most lovely ideas for dealing with naughty little bottoms she thought.

The two girls sobbed forlornly as they realised just how hard Mummy was going to spank tonight. They wouldn't be able to sleep for ages because their bottoms would be hurting so much. Both of them knew that Mummy would be hurting more than just their bottoms too!

Alison could barely contain her excitement as little Liz slowly edged towards her.

"Boo hoo! Boo hoo! Please Auntie Ali! Please to have me over you knee for a spankin'!" Liz blubbered.

Alison loved the idea of spanking a little girl who wasn't her daughter. Without the maternal bonds she felt she could spank as hard as she liked, and that was going to be very hard indeed. As she took Liz over her lap, she heard a resounding `CRACK!' and she looked over to see that Anita had already started on Penny. The twelve year old was over Anita's raised knee with her face touching the floor. Anita's other leg was over the backs of Penny's thighs to hold her in position. Penny's bottom was all bulged out and just asking for its spanks. Her mother had obliged with a real humdinger and Alison could see the red handprint already forming on the white of the bottom cheek. The second spank followed in quick succession; then the next and the next. Alison watched the hard spanking starting; in no time Penny was squealing and her bottom was bucking and quivering as her mother spanked it.

Alison turned her attention back to the trembling little bottom over her own lap. She rubbed it and stroked the little cheeks, feeling their resilience and how their little owner mewled at the prospect of her spanking. Alison raised her hand and brought it down hard across the cheeks; much harder than she had ever done with Lisa. As her hand whacked into the soft little bottom Liz squealed and kicked her legs up; Alison's pussy gave a throb. Spanking really hard felt good! She gave Liz another really hard one and the little girl screeched. Alison resolved that from now on Lisa was going to get the hardest spankings she could possibly give her. In the meantime she enjoyed herself making Liz scream and howl over her lap as she turned the little girl's bottom bright red.

Anita was having an equally fun time with Penny. The twelve year old was howling and her bottom was a uniform bright red. Handprints with raised swollen edges around the fingers decorated the backs of Penny's thighs and around her flanks. Mummy spanked so hard!

Anita let Penny off her lap to prance about rubbing her bottom. Seeing Penny let up, Alison followed suit with Liz. Liz's reaction was much more animated than her big sister's. She jumped about and ran around the room pulling at her bottom cheeks whilst squealing at the top of her voice. Alison's pussy was in heaven, this was so much better than just spanking Lisa.

Anita got up and picked up another two items from the table. Alison tingled with excitement; they were a transparent Perspex potty and a solid eighteen inch wooden ruler. Anita put the potty on the floor.

"Penny!" Anita grinned, "Time for Mummy to help you go wee wee!"

Her eyes leaking tears, Penny looked up at her mother.

"Boo hoo! Mummy! Please! Not hard! Oh please! I'll be good! I'll go wee wee on my own! Don't help! Please! Boo hoo!" she begged.

Anita pointed down at the potty. Still pleading with her mother, Penny positioned herself over the potty facing Alison and then squatted down with her legs wide apart. Penny's bottom didn't quite rest on the potty but was kept just above it. Her hands rested on her knees to steady herself in the squatting position. Anita stood behind her daughter and took a firm hold of Penny's shoulder with her left hand; in her right hand Anita firmly held the end of the big ruler. As Anita bent over her daughter with the ruler raised, Alison realised that Anita was going to spank Penny's little pussy with that big thick ruler. Alison's legs went to jelly and Anita looked up at her and smiled.

"I find that a little encouragement with the ruler helps them go!" Anita grinned.

Anita brought the ruler down hard right down the centre of her young daughter's pussy.

CRACK!

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! MUMMEEEEEEEEY!" squealed Penny, her groin thrusting backwards and forwards as the pain in her little pussy made her wail.

A dark red ruler mark with white lines either side appeared down the centre of the spread pussy. Penny's little hole opened and closed, winking at the delighted Alison.

"Look at her!" smouldered Anita, pointing at Penny's pussy with the ruler, "Such a little girl with no hair! We have to put the cream on every week to take the hair off. Can't have anything getting in the way of Mummy's ruler!"

CRACK!

Anita spanked the ruler into Penny's pussy again. Penny screeched, her bottom and pussy waving about in mid air.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Penny howled, her little pussy was red hot. Then, suddenly, a stream of urine spurted out and flooded into the potty. Anita, her face flushed, carried on spanking the pussy as the urine flooded out, berating her daughter who howled and wriggled sending the wee over the carpet.

CRACK!

"STAY STILL!"

CRACK!

"DON'T JUMP ABOUT!"

CRACK!

"DIRTY GIRL! LOOK AT THIS MESS!"

By the time Penny had finished going, her pussy and inner thighs had been spanked a dark welted red by the ruler. Howling great sobs Penny rubbed and clutched between her legs as she stumbled up. By the time she was upright she was jumping from one foot to foot the other with both hands clutching her pussy tightly.

Anita calmly swapped her heavy eighteen inch ruler for a lighter twelve inch one. She beckoned to her seven year old.

"Come on Liz, sweetie! Your turn to wee wee now!" Anita smiled.

The little girl mewled with fright as she approached her mum. Her big sister was now lying on her back on the floor, rolling about with her legs wide apart and her hands rubbing at her red swollen pussy as she squealed in pain. Liz looked up at her mum.

"Boo hoo! I be good, Mummy! I do wee wee! Don't spank me like Penny! Pleeeeeeeeease! Boo hoo!" Liz wept.

Anita pointed at the potty grimly. Her youngest daughter needed to get her fair share too.

Wailing with fear, Liz crouched over the potty.

"Mummy! Mummy! Mummy! Mummy! ...." Liz wailed repeatedly.

Anita held Liz firmly and began her strict job with the ruler.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"YAAAAAAAAAAAH! MUMMEEEEEEEEEEY! YAAAAAAAAAAAH!" shrieked Liz.

Her urine erupted after only a few firm whacks with the ruler, much more quickly than Penny's had. Like with Penny, Anita carried on spanking as Liz sprayed uncontrollably. Alison marvelled at how hard Anita spanked such a sensitive area. She had got hold of both of Liz's hands firmly and was really whacking that ruler into her squealing little daughter's pussy. Anita finished with a flurry of spanks that made Liz scream like a banshee. Anita released Liz who shot up and stumbled about shrieking with her hands welded to her scalded pussy. Then she fell to the floor and writhed about, her legs kicking in the air like a dying fly.

Anita put the ruler and half full clear plastic potty back on the table. She grinned at Alison.

"Such naughty girls, aren't they?" Anita said, "Weeing all over the place like that! I shall have to make sure their bottoms are taught a good lesson!"

Anita turned to her children who were both sobbing loudly and nursing their red inflamed pussies.

"Both of you, quickly, onto the sofa!" Anita ordered, "On your knees, heads down and bottoms up. I want those legs apart and your bottoms stuck right out!"

Wailing with dread the two girls did as they were told. As they got into position, Alison marvelled at the difference in size between twelve year old Penny and seven year old Liz; Penny seemed to be almost twice the size of Liz with a wide bottom compared to Liz's tight compact cheeks. Both girls stuck their red bottoms up and out, dipping their backs to really push their bottoms high. Alison could see the girls' red pussies bulging out between their open thighs and their tight little butt holes openly exposed between their parted cheeks. She could also clearly see the two girls' upside down faces looking out at her from between their legs. Their faces were red and soaked with tears. Alison squeezed her thighs together; what a delicious sight! Both of the girls kept pleading desperately with their mother.

"Whaaaaaaaaaa! Mummeeeeeeeey! Don't spank no more! I be good now! It hurt so much!" wailed Liz.

"Boo hoo! Not the cane, Mum! I'll do whatever you say! My bum hurts too much! Boo hoo! I'll have a special friend if you want! Boo hoo!" cried Penny.

Anita ignored her girls and picked up a clear plastic paddle from the table. Shaped like a big lollipop, the paddle had a round head about five inches across and a flat handle about eighteen inches long. Anita held it up for Alison to see.

"This is a very special thing, darling!" Anita smiled, "It's made of something called lexan. They didn't have it when we were kids. It stings a little bare bottom more than you can believe, especially if you get a really good flick on it!"

Anita stood behind Penny. She put her left hand firmly on the base of the girl's lower back, just above where the seductive division of the anal crease started. Penny wailed and wriggled her butt. Alison watched Anita draw the paddle back. She held it right at the end of the handle to get the maximum swing to ensure the end of it would smack into her daughter's upthrust bottom as fast and as hard as possible. Alison marvelled at how strict her old friend was.

Anita brought the paddle crashing down into her daughter's bum with a tremendous `CRACK!'. It sounded as loud as a pistol shot. Alison could see how the young bottom flattened into the clear see-through plastic. As the paddle was pulled away the skin seemed momentarily white, then the redness started to rush in and Penny squealed and bucked.

"YAAAAAAAAAAAH! NOT THE LEXAN! EEEEEEEEEEEE! NOOOOOOOO! DON'T DO IT HARD!" Penny squealed.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

Anita warmed to her task, spanking the little bottom as hard as she could whilst her daughter screeched and howled.

"NYAAAAAAAAAA! STOOOOOOOP! MUMMEEEEEEEEY! AAAAAAAAAAAH! PLEEEEEEEEEEASE!" Penny howled.

After only a few minutes, Penny's soft pubescent bottom had turned a dark cherry red all over and the redness continued down the first few inches of the backs of her thighs. Anita had a firm hold around the waist of her struggling daughter and paddled her wriggling bottom with obvious enjoyment. Alison watched, her pussy giving spasms of delight as the girl screamed and kicked whilst Anita blistered her daughter's bottom.

When Anita finally stopped, Penny's little bottom has been well and truly busted; curved welts from the edge of the paddle showed across the cheeks and a noticeable blister had appeared on her lower left bottom cheek. Penny howled and her hands clawed at her bottom making futile attempts to rub the sting away.

Anita smiled at Alison as she put the paddle down on the table.

"What do you think of my lexan, dear?" Anita asked.

"Most effective!" grinned Alison.

Alison kept her thighs tight together. She was only too aware that with the state her pussy was in there was likely to be a dark wet patch on her jeans now. Anita picked up a thin plywood paddle, about the size of a table tennis bat, from the table. She waved it cheerily at Alison.

"Something for my little one now!" Anita laughed.

Anita went back to the sofa where Liz was wailing and shaking with fear.

"Boo hoo! Boo hoo! Waaaaaaaaaaah! Oh Mummy! Please don't! Please don't paddle! Oh please! Boo hoo! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeease!" Liz wept.

Anita took up the same position with her younger daughter, ensuring that nothing could come between the quivering little bottom and the strict punishment the nasty little paddle was going to give it. Wailing and begging, Liz wriggled about, trying to move her bottom so it wasn't the perfect target it currently presented. But her smiling mother was having none of it and little Liz was held in a vice like grip whilst the paddle was whacked at full force into the tiny bottom cheeks.

CRACK!

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! MUMMEEEEEEEEEEY! YAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MY BOTTYEEEEEEEEEE!" howled Liz.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"MUMMEEEEEEEY! MUMMEEEEEEEY! MUMMEEEEEEEY! NO! NO! PLEEEEEEEEEEEASE!" Liz squealed.

Like her big sister, little Liz's bottom was roasted by her strict mother. The shiny red bottom waggled at Alison as the seven year olds high pitched squeals filled the room. Alison clenched her thighs on her throbbing pussy; it felt so good watching these naked little girls getting their bare bottoms so thoroughly thrashed.

Anita finished with Liz, leaving her bottom a dark red; there would be paddle bruises on those cheeks tonight, thought Alison although she couldn't see any blisters on the wildly bucking cheeks. A wicked thought came over her; there were still some items left on the table, perhaps Anita was going to give her daughters' bottoms even more punishment! Alison's squeezed her pussy as hard as she could between her thighs as she thought of this.

Anita picked up a black leather strap from the table. The strap was an inch wide and two feet long. It shone and glistened; clearly it was frequently and lovingly oiled. Alison knew the leather would be very supple and would wrap itself right round a little bum cheek, the nasty flicking tail causing no end of trouble for the inner parts of the bottom cheeks, maybe even the little bottom hole itself. Alison could picture her own Mum oiling the strap. Every Thursday night the strap oiling ritual would take place so that it would be `nice and licky tomorrow' and Alison remembered how the tears would prickle behind her eyes watching her mother do this; she had known only too well that the strap would be terribly licky across her poor defenceless upthrust schoolgirl cheeks.

Anita wound the strap around her right hand a few times. She smiled over at Alison.

"Let me finish off Liz and then we can move onto the main event!" Anita said.

Alison's gaze followed Anita's to the one remaining unused item on the table, a three foot long whippy yellow rattan school cane. Anita grinned at Alison.

"Penny's bottom's worst nightmare!" she said gleefully.

Anita went to her youngest daughter who had slipped off the sofa and was kneeling on the floor, her hands clutching and rubbing at her bottom as she howled in pain from her recent paddling. Anita grabbed Liz by the shoulder.

"GET UP!" Anita demanded, "Get up now and get over the sofa arm! I've not finished with you yet, you naughty girl! It's strap botty time for you! I've hardly even started with your bottom! I'll teach you what happens to naughty girls in this house!"

Liz wailed in terror at the thought of even more punishment for her scalded little bum.

"Waaaaaaaaaah! Mummy! Mummy! No! No more! Don't strap me! Don't give me strap botty! Waaaaaaaaaaah! I sorry! Don't strap! Pleeeeeeeeeeeease!" Liz begged.

Anita pulled Liz off the floor by her arm and led the little girl around to the side of the sofa. Liz pranced and jigged about in a tearful attempt to avoid her forthcoming strapping. Anita pulled Liz to the side of the sofa and pushed her over the arm so her upper body fell forward onto the sofa seat and rested there whilst her legs came off the ground and kicked in the air. Liz's bottom was pushed high up to provide the most tempting target for her mother's vicious strap. Anita held Liz's hands firmly in the small of her back and lifted the strap until her hand was back over her shoulder. Alison licked her lips in anticipation; Liz's tight seven year old little bottom was going to feel this. Anita looked over at Alison.

"Come and stand behind me if you want to get a really good view!" she offered.

Alison hastily got up and went to stand behind Anita so she could get a good look at Liz's bottom; the child's frightened kicking fully exposing her most intimate areas. Anita began to strap her daughter's bottom hard and fast.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! 

"NYAAAAAAAAAAAA! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NOOOOOO!" howled Liz, kicking her legs even wider apart.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! 

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! MUMMEEEEEEEEEEEY! I SORREEEEEEEEEY! AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Liz shrieked as her legs flapped open and closed and her little pussy opened for Alison.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! 

Alison watched Liz's bottom being strapped to a dark welted cherry red.  How the little girl squealed and kicked as her strict mother punished her little bottom. Alison felt quite faint as the blood coursed through her hot throbbing pussy. It was a shame that her two young sons weren't here to see this; Liz was screaming just the way her boys had said they liked the best.

After some more particularly meaty spanks with the strap, just where the little bottom met the thighs, Anita released Liz and stood back. Howling with pain and grabbing at her injured cheeks, Liz proceeded to entertain her mother and new Auntie with an amazing set of naked little girl gymnastics as she tried helplessly to stop her bottom hurting. No position seemed too obscene or too humiliating to prevent Liz from getting into it to try and soothe her bottom. Alison's pussy throbbed incessantly as the dark red bottom, little pussy and tight pink anus were spread open for her. Anita left Liz dancing and howling for Alison's amusement and turned her attention to Penny.

Anita motioned Alison to sit down on the sofa and then swapped the strap for the big school cane. Penny was visibly shaking and tears were racing down her face.

"Boo hoo! Waaaaaaaaah! No Mummy! Please Mummy! Not the big cane! Not after the paddle! I can't take it! I can't! Pleeeeeeeease! I'll be good! Bwaaaaaaaah! Don't cane! Pweeeeeeeeeeease!" Penny wailed.

"You're such a little child!" Anita admonished, "One moment you say you're all grown up, but when Mister Cane wants to talk to you you're a big baby! Now stand with your back to the sofa and bend over and touch your toes. I want those legs straight and apart; Auntie Ali wants to see everything!"

Alison watched with glee as the sobbing twelve year old adopted the humiliating position. Alison could clearly see between Penny's parted legs both her slightly open pussy and her red tear soaked face that looked beseechingly up at her.

"Toes in!" instructed Anita.

Penny moved her feet around so that her toes pointed towards each other. Alison was amazed at the dramatic effect it had on Penny's bottom; the fleshy buttocks spread apart providing both a wider area for `Mister Cane to talk to' and completely exposing Penny's sweet little anus.

"That's a good `mummy trick'!" Anita grinned at Alison.

Penny was becoming frantic as her Mum swished the cane through the air so it made terrifying whooshing noises.

"Waaaaaah! Mummy, I'll be good! Mummy, don't! Bwaaaaaaaah!" she bawled, every inch the big baby her mother had teased her for being.

Alison beamed as her friend took a step back to line up the first stroke of `Mister Cane' across her daughter's quivering bum.

Anita whipped the cane right into the chubbiest part of Penny's blistered cheeks. The bottom flattened and bounced. 

THWICK!

Penny began to scream.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! MUMMEEEEEEEEEY! NYAAAAAAAAAAH!" Penny squealed, her hands instantly coming up to squeeze big handfuls of where `Mister Cane had spoken to her'.

Alison watched Penny, still bent over, stamping her feet and pulling at her buttocks, opening her anus and pussy for intimate examination.

"HANDS!" barked Anita, severely.

Penny's hands came away from her bottom and went back to her toes.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAH! HOW MANY MORE? BWAAAAAAAAH! HOW MANY MORE?" Penny howled.

"Hmm!" mused Anita, "If you're very good and stay bent over with your bottom pushed out, then maybe another five. If you're naughty, I shall give you extras!"

"Waaaaaaaaaaaah! I'll be good, Mummy! I'll be good!" begged Penny, and Alison saw how the child pushed her hips back so that her buttocks bulged out and her anus opened.

THWICK!

"YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!" shrieked Penny, and again Alison was treated to the jiggling little bum being pulled open for her.

Slowly Anita vigorously applied six whippy strokes from `Mister Cane' across her daughter's already burning bottom. Penny squealed and howled for the whole fifteen minutes. Alison was deeply impressed with how Penny stayed bent over with her bum stuck out. Watching the shrieking girl's red cane welted buttocks being waved madly almost in her face made Alison's pussy leak copiously; she could feel that she was soaked down her inner thighs and between her buttocks. Penny's frequent bouts of energetic bottom rubbing and kneading ensured an obscene display for Alison to savour. By now she was desperate to touch her pussy and let herself cum.

Anita finished her daughter's strict caning.

"Penny, you may get up!" Anita told her howling daughter.

Penny rose up quickly, straightening her back and, standing on tiptoes, trotted around the room howling and pulling at her bottom cheeks. Anita came next to Alison and bent over so her mouth was level with Alison's ear.

"Come upstairs!" Anita whispered huskily in Alison's ear, "You know you need it! I can see that wet patch! I need it too! Come on! It'll be just like old times! You know how much you liked it! I can do it even better for you now than I used to!"

Alison was on fire! Her pussy needed touching right now, and the thought of an experienced tongue working on her had Alison on her feet and upstairs in no time. Anita led the way to the master bedroom, locked the door behind them and closed the curtains. Then, with indecent haste, the two of them tore off their clothes and jumped onto the bed together.

Anita slid down and fastened her mouth onto her friend's engorged gaping pussy hole that was convulsively weeping juice. Anita slipped her finger between Alison's bum cheeks to play with her anus whilst her tongue delved deep and then came back to twist against the erect clit. Anita remembered exactly how Alison liked it best.

Alison moaned and arched her back as Anita worked on her. Anita's tongue brought her right to the edge and kept her there, teasing and stroking as she moaned and writhed. She seemed to be locked in ecstasy for what seemed like forever until Anita's experienced tongue began to flick just a little bit faster against her clit and she fell over the edge, moaning and pushing her pussy into Anita's firm licking tongue.

Anita held Alison as she came down from her high. After a few moments Alison turned to her.

"Your turn now!" she grinned.

Anita greedily spread her legs. Doing it yourself never measured up to having someone else between your legs, particularly when it was a lovely tongue like Alison's. Anita hoped it felt as good on her as she remembered it feeling. As Alison's tongue raked against her clit, Anita closed her eyes and gave an involuntary groan. She was transported back to those long afternoons in Alison's bedroom. Anita remembered she would be feeling so hot, having watched Alison all naked howl her way through a strict bare bottom punishment, and that when her friend, so desperate to please, put her tongue into Anita's pussy the feeling was more intense than anything she had experienced since. Anita found that Alison hadn't forgotten any of the little things that she liked best and her pussy was soon throbbing and spasming over Alison's busy tongue. Anita had cum four times before Alison took her mouth away. Alison had wanted to give Anita a very special thank you for letting her watch whilst she spanked her naked kids.

Bathed in the afterglow the two women lovingly caressed each other.

"Oh Anita, that was awesome!" sighed Alison happily, "The way you thrashed their little bums! And afterwards, well, your tongue's so, well, licky!"

Anita laughed and hugged her friend.

"Mmmmm, the number of times you made me cum! I don't think I've cum so much for years! It was yummy!" Anita smouldered.

"Actually," said Alison, conspiratorially, "I have a little confession to make!"

"Oh, do tell!" said Anita, all ears.

"Well," said Alison, "earlier this week I spanked Lisa with the hairbrush bare and let her brothers watch!"

"I'm sure they enjoyed it!" Anita smiled.

"Actually, it's a bit worse than that." Alison continued, "I gave Lisa a panties-up-panties-down spanking and let the boys do what my dad used to do to me. You remember that?"

"I certainly do!" grinned Anita, "His fingers used to get into everywhere on you! And did your boys?"

"Oh yes! They got their fingers in alright! But it got worse!" Alison paused for effect, "Lisa wet herself whilst I was spanking!"

"You didn't!" gasped Anita in delight.

"I did!" confirmed Alison, "With an old school ruler! Right between her legs! God, her squeals were lovely!"

Anita's hand crept around the front of Alison and her fingers dipped into her friend's pussy. She began to slowly circle just the tip of her finger around Alison's clit.

"Tell me about your boys!" whispered Anita breathlessly, "Did they like seeing their sister spanked like that? Did it make them hard?"

Alison spread her legs so Anita's fingers could do their job properly.

"Oh they loved it!" Alison smiled, "Their trousers stuck out like tents. Couldn't wait to get upstairs to play with themselves. But I went up to see them! Caught them both at it! I couldn't help it, Ani! I had to touch them. God, they loved it! Begged me not to stop! Told me how much they loved seeing Lisa spanked! They both had such lovely cums. Martin even did a little squirt! Oh Ani! Keep rubbing! I'm going to cum again! I'm going to cummmmm!"

Alison looked up at Anita and the kissed deeply.

"I'd love to make Lisa take care of Martin and Charlie after being spanked!" confessed Alison, "The idea of watching her having to pleasure them with her bum all red and sore makes me sooo hot!"

Anita licked her lips. She put Alison's hand on her pussy and Alison began to fondle Anita's soaking lips and hole.

"I love watching naked little boys getting their hard little cocks pleasured by just-spanked little girls!" moaned Anita, "Penny and Liz had two little brothers that were just the same age as them as friends. They loved to sit and watch me get the girls naked and then spank them. They'd get naked too after I'd spanked the girls and I used to make the girls do allsorts of dirty stuff to them. Those girls' pussies, mouths and bottom holes have all had their friends little cocks in them. How those boys used to moan and writhe when the girls were working on them. Would you like to see that, Ali? Would you like to watch your boys getting sex from my girls? You could sit with them and fondle their privates whilst I thrash the girls! Wouldn't that be great?"

Alison speeded up her fingers on Anita's pussy. She could tell that her friend wasn't far off cumming.

"What about Lisa?" Alison prompted.

"Oh God!" moaned Anita, "We could train her! Make my girls train her to take her bottom medicine and please her brothers. You could watch it all, Ali! Oh! Oh! Oooooooooooo!" shivered Anita having a lovely long cum.

Across the landing two red bottomed little girls didn't know what plans were being made for them. They were engaged in their time honoured tradition of trying to make each other forget the terrible stinging in their bottoms.  Penny was lying back on the pillows, her legs spread wide apart. Liz's face was buried between her big sister's legs, her tongue deep in Penny's pubescent pussy. The sounds of rhythmic squelching filled the room as Liz's tongue probed and flicked.

"Ooooooo, Squirt!" moaned Penny, "Just like that, Squirt! Keep going, darling Squirt! Mummy caned me so hard! You make it feel so nice! Ooooo, Squirty, I love it when you do that! So nice and deep! Oh yes! Carry on! Make me have that feeling! Ah! Ah! Lick faster now! Do it faster! Oh! Oh! Ahhhhhhhhh!"

Penny's body went rigid and shook as her orgasm surged through her. She relaxed and stroked her little sister's hair.

"Oh Squirt, you were so good that time! You really made it happen for me! I suppose you want something in return now?" teased Penny.

Liz looked up at her sister, her face wet from the copious juice that had come out of her sister's pussy.

"Yes please, Sis! My bum's so sore from the strap!" said Liz softly, "I really need `kissing' to make it feel better!"

"OK then." said Penny with a sly smile, "You come up here and I'll see what I can do."

The girls swapped position and soon the sounds of a more experienced twelve year old delving deep in to a delighted and very excited seven year old pussy filled their ears. Penny's fingers slipped between Liz's bottom cheeks and began to play with the small girl's anus. Penny didn't know why, but her little sister loved to have her bottom hole tickled and Penny didn't really mind doing it for her. Liz squealed with delight and ground her little pussy into Penny's tongue. Big sister was making her feel so nice!

Outside the bedroom door two naked Mummies took it in turns to watch Anita's naughty little daughters through the key hole. Each Mummy had their hand on the other's pussy and wanked it deliciously as the red bottomed little girls put on an obscene display of their little girl sex needs. Their explicit arousal and seemingly unquenchable desire to satisfy it with each other's tongues and lips made both women resolve to force their daughters into satisfying Alison's beloved sons' stiff little cocks.

"Make them take your sons' cocks into their mouths!" whispered Anita into Alison's ear.

"Make them push their tongues in my boys' bottoms!" whispered Alison.

"Train Lisa to take the cane and suck balls!" whispered Anita.

"Make Liz take Martin's cock in her bum!" whispered Alison.

Panting and sweating, the two Mummies wanked each other until they came. In the bedroom the two young sisters carried on `kissing' to take away the hurt from their sore bottoms, blissfully unaware that they were being watched and of how their naughty behaviour was giving their mother and her best friend all the excuses they needed to give them the most severe punishments.



CHAPTER 3 - Special Friends

It was Friday evening and Alison had herself and her kids all ready.

"Where are we going, Mum?" all the kids seemed to be asking at once.

Alison held up her hands for quiet.

"We're going to visit an old friend of mine. She's been away for a long time and has just come back. She has two girls that have just recently started in your school and I thought it would be nice to meet up."

Martin went bright red.

"Mum, is one of them called Penny?" he asked.

"Why yes she is, darling!" grinned Alison, "Why? Do you like her?"

"Wow Mum! I mean, she's really pretty!" said Martin, blushing even deeper.

Alison's pussy gave an involuntary throb. She couldn't wait to see Martin's face when that pretty girl he liked at school was presented to him naked.

"Come on! said Alison, "Into the car with all of you!"

Before long they all arrived at Anita's house. Alison rang the bell and Anita answered. Everything had been arranged.

"Lisa!" said Alison, as they went in, "Go upstairs with your Auntie Anita; the girls are waiting there. Boys! Come into the lounge with me."

Alison led her sons to the lounge and sat them down. Almost as soon as the sat down there came a wail from upstairs accompanied by the stamping of feet. Then there was a massive SMACK and a howl; it was unmistakably Lisa. Then almost immediately there was another massive SMACK and another. They could all hear loud crying now and the low controlled sound of an adult strictly telling a child what to do.

"Mummy!" gasped Charlie, his little eyes burning bright, "That's Lisa! She's getting smacked! What's she done? Why's Auntie Anita smacking her?"

"Do you think it's on the bare?" asked Martin, his face flushed with excitement.

"I think Lisa must have done something wrong and Auntie Anita is punishing her." smiled Alison, "I think Auntie Anita is very strict with her girls. Gosh boys! What if Aunty Anita's girls were naughty when you were here? I bet she'd spank them bare bottom and let you watch! In fact, I think Auntie Anita does her special big spanks on a Friday night. I hope the girls haven't been naughty this week or who knows what might happen!"

The sound of multiple feet coming down the stairs interrupted Alison as she enjoyed exciting her sons with ideas of bare little bottoms. Her mouth went dry and her heart raced. She couldn't wait to see her boys' faces when they saw the girls.

The door to the lounge opened and the three reluctant young girls were propelled into the room by Anita who followed behind them. The girls were wearing nothing apart from a little white lace g-string each. Alison wondered how Anita had managed to buy such obviously adult lingerie in child sizes; she would have to ask her, Lisa just looked so cute! The girls all had their hands on their heads and Penny's little cone shaped breasts with their big nipples wobbled slightly as she walked. All the girls were in tears and their faces were bright red with embarrassment. The little g-strings barely covered the girls' pussies and the white lace was easy to see through providing an enticing half obscured view of the girls' privates. The g-string passed deep into the girls' bottom cracks leaving their quivering little bottoms quite bare and exposed. Alison noted happily that there were three bright red handprints decorating her daughter's bottom. It was apparent from the way the edge of the finger marks had swollen into pale ridges that the smacks had been very hard indeed. 

Alison felt her pussy starting to tingle and go wet. She looked at the boys' faces. Both Martin and Charlie were beaming with delight. Charlie was wriggling with excitement and Martin was leering with unbridled lust. As Penny saw Martin she gave a desperate wail.

"Mummeeeeey!" cried Penny, taking her hands off her head and putting an arm over her breasts and a hand over her pussy, "He's in my class at school, Mum! You can't let him see! Please! You can't! Don't let him see! Pleeeeeeeeease!"

Unfortunately for Penny, her Mummy was standing right behind her.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Get those hands back on your head, young lady!" Anita scolded.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

"Stand straight! No covering up!" she continued.

SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!

Poor Penny wailed and wriggled as her bottom got the very hardest spanks her mother could give. Sobbing bitterly and jiggling about from the spanks she put her hands back on her head. Anita grinned.

"Now Penny, darling! Young Martin here is going to do more than watch you being thrashed. He's going to be your new `special friend'!" Anita gloated.

"Waaaaaaah! Boo hoo! Oh Mummy! No!" Penny sobbed, "Not a special friend! Not in my class! Oh God! Boo hoo! Please Mum! I'll do anything! Not that! Please! Not someone from my class! Boo hoo!"

Charlie was wriggling about and trying to get a word in.

"Oooo, Mummy!" he exclaimed to Alison and then pointed at Liz, "I know that girl! She's just started at my school! She's in the year below me! I saw her doing handstands and showing her panties!"

Anita grinned.

"Well now, Charlie!" Anita purred, "I'm your Auntie Anita. So was my naughty daughter showing her panties to everyone? Did everyone look, Charlie? Tell me what you saw."

"Oh yes! She did it for ages, and opened her legs. All the boys were looking!" grinned Charlie.

"Well Liz!" smiled Anita, "Mummy's going to have to spank sooo hard now!" 

Liz wailed, the tears just seemed to jump out of her eyes. Martin smiled a nasty leering smile and looked directly at Penny. Penny caught his gaze and in a panic shook her head; "No! Please!" she mouthed silently, her eyes pleading with him.

"Auntie Anita!" Martin said, "Penny was naughty too!"

"Oh was she?" smiled Anita, "You tell me all about it, Martin! I'll make sure that you get such a nice reward for telling!"

"I saw Penny kissing Gary Stevens! She even had her tongue in his mouth and everything!" Martin grinned.

"Penny wept piteously; Mummy was going to go mad punishing her for that.

"Oh Martin!" smiled Anita, "That is naughty of her, isn't it? I only let her do that with boys I approve of, and I do approve of you, Martin! Tell me, what did you mean by `and everything'?"

"Well, Auntie Anita," said Martin, warming to his theme, "they were kissing really hard and she was squeezing his bottom and he had his hand up her skirt!"

"Oh dear, oh dear, Penny!" said Anita, shaking her head as she addressed her trembling daughter, "Mummy's going to have to give you some severe discipline that you will remember for a long time. I'm sure Martin will help me!"

Anita turned to Alison and raised her eyebrows, nodding towards Lisa. Alison grinned back at Anita and then turned towards Lisa.

"Well Lisa, darling, Mummy has decided that it's time you were taught to be good. Auntie Anita has special ways of teaching her girls to be good. She's going to show us them today. You know your brothers are so good and you're so naughty, so you need to be taught how to treat them after you've been spanked. Auntie Anita will make her girls show you how. But before that, Lisa, Auntie Anita is going to give you the biggest ever bare bottom thrashing of your life!"

Lisa's tears dripped off her face and she shook her head in terrified disbelief.

"Boo hoo! Please Mummy! Don't let Auntie give me big spanks! Please! Nooooo! Waaaaaaaah!" Lisa wailed.

Alison looked up at Anita, who smiled and took over.

"Lisa, the first thing my girls are going to do is show you how to entertain your brothers before you're spanked, so they can enjoy watching you more when your bottom's being hurt. Girls, show Lisa how you get your special friends ready to enjoy watching you getting spanked." Anita commanded.

With sick looks on their bright red faces, Penny and Liz went to stand in front of where Martin and Charlie were sitting. Alison got up to allow her sons more space and get a better view of the action. The girls began to sway their bodies in a childish imitation of a lap dancer, grinding their hips and thrusting out their little pussies into the boys' faces. Penny turned round, bent over and pushed her bottom into Martin's crotch, rubbing her bum lasciviously against his hard bulge. Martin looked down in wonder at the virtually bare bottom grinding away in his lap.

"Boys, you can touch as much as you want!" Anita encouraged.

 Penny and Liz wailed tearfully as Martin and Charlie took immediate advantage of their new right. Martin pulled Penny's g-string to one side to reveal her tight puckered little anus and her hairless developing pussy; his fingers started to explore. Charlie had pulled Liz's g-string down around her thighs so he could admire her little pussy.

"G-strings off, girls! All of you!" instructed Anita, pointing at Lisa to make it clear she was included.

Penny and Liz obediently pulled down their g-strings to their ankles and stepped out of them. Lisa hesitated and Anita yanked her g-string down her legs and roughly pulled it off; then applied a volley of hard spanks to her bare bottom to teach her to follow orders at all times. The boys watched greedily as their sister squealed and danced as her little bottom got those big hard smacks. Penny and Liz kept opening their pussies and bottoms for the boys as they wriggled up against them. When Anita had finished warming up Lisa's bottom, she turned back to her watch daughters' performance.

"Girls, I don't think your special friends can be comfortable now. Their willies have gone hard and their trousers and pants must be very constricting. Get on your knees and take their trousers and pants off so you can say `thank you for being my special friend' to them." Anita instructed.

Alison could see how well trained Penny and Liz were. The girls immediately got on their knees in front of the boys, undid the boys' trousers, pulled them down their legs swiftly followed by the delighted boys' underpants. Alison's pussy throbbed when she saw how hard her two little boys' cocks were. Liz looked at Penny to see what her big sister would do next. Penny was crying hard with the humiliation of having to do this to a boy she didn't even like. She took Martin's cock in her hand and with a sobbing groan put it into her mouth. Liz mewled as she did the same with Charlie's excited penis. Alison watched the twelve and seven year old girls start to deliver first class blow jobs to her little boys. Penny was particularly good at getting the whole of Martin's hard four inch cock into her mouth and throat.

"Oh God, Mum! It feels amazing!" exclaimed Martin, as his cock repeatedly disappeared into Penny's mouth.

"Ooooo, Mummy! My willy feels lovely! She's licking it with her tongue when it's in her mouth!" moaned Charlie breathlessly.

Anita brought Lisa close up to the girls so she could clearly see what they were doing.

"Look Lisa!" said Anita, "Look at how nicely my girls are kissing your brothers. This is going to be your job at home now! Whenever they want kissing like this, it's your job to do it. And if you don't, then Auntie Anita's going to hurt your bottom sooo much! Look at what my girls do next! Girls! Girls! Show your new special friends just how much you really like them!"

Without thinking, Penny turned back to her mother.

"Mummy! Please! Don't make me!" she begged.

When Penny saw her Mum's thunderous face she immediately realised what a silly thing she'd done.

"Boo hoo! Mummy! Please! I'm sorry! I wasn't questioning! I wasn't! I'll do it! Don't! NO! PLEASE!" Penny begged in panic.

Anita stepped forward and grabbed her daughter's hair, forcing Penny's face into Martin's crotch. Then she gave Penny's up-thrust naked bottom a vicious little spanking that had Penny screaming and begging into Martin's cock. When Penny's bottom was a burning red, Anita released her daughter.

"Now do as you were told!" Anita instructed.

Sobbing, and almost blinded by her tears, Penny reached forward and separated Martin's buttocks. Her face plunged between his cheeks and a squelching sucking noise began as Penny began to tongue and suck at Martin's anus.

"Oh wow! She's got her tongue up my bum! Oh, it feels great!" Martin moaned.

Scared by the ferocity of her sister's spanking, without a murmur Liz opened up Charlie's bottom cheeks and began to work her tongue into his hole.

"Oh Mummy!" said Charlie, wriggling about, "Having a tongue in your bummy feels so nice!"

Anita pushed Lisa down until she was right next to Penny.

"Watch closely, Lisa. See how Penny makes her tongue stiff so she can push it up into your brother's bottom hole. Penny, let Lisa have a go and make sure she does it right!" Anita told her daughter.

Lisa shook her head; she couldn't believe this was happening. She looked round at her mother.

"I won't! I won't do it! It's dirty! It's nasty! I won't put my tongue in there!" she exclaimed defiantly.

Anita turned solemnly to Alison.

"What do you think, my dear?" Anita asked.

"Why don't you give her a few with that lexan paddle of yours that I saw you use on Penny! I'm sure that would waken her ideas up!" Alison replied happily.

"Hmm, yes! The lexan is perfect for an eleven year old!" smiled Anita, "Penny, go and fetch Mummy's lexan. And be quick about it or I'll give you a few too!"

Penny raced up to her bedroom and took the horrible paddle off its hook on the back of the door, where it always hung to `remind her to be good'. She went back down to the lounge. By the time she got back, her Mum was sat in the straight-backed spanking chair with a wailing Lisa held over her lap. She handed the paddle to her Mum and then got back on her knees in front of Martin. She just knew that nasty boy would want his cocky sucking whilst he watched his sister getting paddled.

Anita raised the paddle high above Lisa's little bare bottom. She loved spanking other people's kids even more than her own. And spanking one for the first time was the best of all. She hoped that Lisa screamed as nicely as her own girls. 

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"AAAAAAAAAAAH! YEEEEEEAAAAAAAGH! STOOOOOP!" screamed Lisa.

Anita's pussy spasmed; she certainly wasn't going to stop soon. She wanted to teach Lisa early on that obeying Auntie Anita's every instruction, however gross, humiliating or painful was the best way of avoiding the most terrible bottom pain.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! MUMMEEEEEEEEEEY! SAVE MEEEEEEEEE! IT HURTS! YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Lisa howled.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"YEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! MY BUM! AAAAAAAAAAH! I BEG! NOOOOOOOO! STOOOOOOP! PLEEEEEEEEEEASE! I'LL KISS BOTTOM! WAAAAAAAAAAAH! I'LL TONGUE! AAAAAAAAAAAH!" Lisa squealed.

Anita spanked the wriggling little bottom as hard as she could. The lexan paddle made a huge impression on Lisa's bare bottom turning the soft white cheeks a dark swollen red as Lisa screamed and begged to be allowed to put her tongue up her brothers' bottom holes.

As the boys watched their sister getting her bare bottom thrashed and listened to her howling, Penny's and Liz's heads bobbed up and down and their stiff little pricks slipped in and out of the girls' pursed lips. All the time the girls kept the exposed glans of the boys' penises in their mouths and flicked and lashed them with their tongues. Little Charlie was the first to announce his impending crisis.

"Mummy! Mummy! My willy's going to go pop! Ooo! Oooooo! Here it comes! Ooooo...that lovely feeling! Ahhhhh! Oooooo!" he gasped.
Martin wasn't far behind.

"That's it, Penny! Get it in deeper! I'm going to cum in your mouth! I'm ready! Keep going! Ahhhh! AHHHHHH!" Martin twisted in ecstasy.

Alison watched the horrified expression on Penny's face as she realised that her new special friend had squirted real cum into her mouth. Alison leaned over and put a restraining hand on the back of Penny's head.

"Swallow it all, dear!" Alison instructed, "You don't want your Mummy to think you were naughty, do you?"

As Penny listened to the sounds of Lisa screaming her head off accompanied by the loud retort of her mother smashing the paddle down onto her bare bottom, Penny wasn't going to argue. She shut her eyes and swallowed the hot nasty salty thick stuff as she was told to. She listened with despair to the loud groans of delight from the boy who earlier today had just been another boy in her class, not even one she liked. The humiliated tears flooded down Penny's face as she thought of the disgraceful things he was bound to make her do for him. If she didn't then her Mummy would hurt her bottom so badly.

Anita let Lisa off her lap and the naked girl set off running round the room, shrieking and clutching at her burnt bottom cheeks as she danced. As Anita got up, everyone could see the wet patch around her crotch. She did nothing to hide it. She wanted them all to know that she found busting little girls' butts so exciting.

Anita crossed over to where Lisa was still wailing and jigging about from foot to foot, her bottom held tightly in her hands. Anita took the girl firmly by the shoulder and marched her across to Charlie.

"Get on your knees, Lisa! Show your little brother how well you can lick his butt hole!" Anita demanded.

Without a moment's hesitation, Lisa threw herself on her knees, pulled open her little brother's buttocks and pushed her tear soaked face between them. Her tongue inexpertly pushed and licked at the little hole. Charlie laughed with delight at his big sister's humiliating efforts.

"Mummy! She's rubbish, tee hee! Liz put her tongue right up! Lisa's rubbish at kissing my bottom!" he laughed.

"Don't worry, darling!" smiled Alison, "We'll make sure Lisa gets lots and lots of practice at home! We'll have her doing it for you all the time!"

Alison suddenly noticed that Martin's cock was erecting itself as he intently watched his little sister with her bright red bottom slurping his younger bother's anus. Alison grinned at him.

"You keep that thing nice and hard, Martin. You're going to have so much fun with it tonight!" she promised her smiling son.

Alison pulled Lisa up and pushed the sobbing girl, still rubbing her sore bottom, back over to Anita who was standing next to her own girls. The see-through plastic potty was on the seat of the spanking chair facing the boys and Anita held a large clear plastic ruler in her hand.

Penny went first as an example to the two younger girls. Penny had forgotten any idea of modesty; all she wanted to do now was to please her Mummy and in some way to limit the terrible spanking she knew she had coming. Penny climbed onto the potty with her feet up on the chair seat and then spread her legs wide so the boys could see her open pussy. Her Mummy's arm came over her shoulder with the plastic ruler held firmly at one end. Penny held onto the chair seat and shut her eyes.

"Oh Mummy! Please! Don't spank my wee wee hard!" she begged, but her Mummy wasn't listening.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Penny screamed.

Penny's squeals blasted everyone's ears and Charlie put his fingers in his. Martin grinned and his penis gave involuntary jerks; he liked it when that stuck-up girl who hadn't even looked at him howled when she was being spanked by her mum for his enjoyment. Penny's little pussy began to turn red.

CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH!" Penny screeched and her urine burst out in a rush filling the potty.

Charlie jumped for joy while rubbing his little prick. Martin's cock visibly jerked, clearly begging to be touched and fondled. Anita saw the boys' need. She pulled the howling Penny off the potty and dragged her over to the boys. She left Penny to amuse the boys with her wailing and vigorous rubbing of her red inflamed pussy whilst Anita went to fetch some lubricating cream which she then deftly applied to Martin's stiff throbbing cock.

"Penny! Stop that silly noise and sit on Martin's lap facing him! Make sure he goes all the way up inside you! Once he's in then you can play with Charlie's willy too whilst I potty these other naughty girls!" Anita told her weeping daughter.

Martin watched unbelievingly as the prettiest girl in his class, completely naked with her face red and soaked with snot and tears, straddled his thighs, took his lubricated cock and put it into the entrance to her pussy, then sat down so his cock slid up into her tight little hole. Oh, the feeling was indescribable! Penny began to bounce up and down so his cock slipped in and out of her and at the same time she reached down and began to rub his little brother's cock.

Martin lay back and watched his cock sliding in and out of pretty Penny's cute little pussy. Anita had positioned the frightened pleading Liz open legged on the potty and was getting ready to spank her and then, Martin knew, it would be his little sister's turn; God, this was so good! 

Martin watched Liz scream as her little pussy was ruler spanked; it was so exciting to watch. Penny's hot slippery pussy was moving on his cock as he watched and the sheer pleasure made his toes curl. Soon Liz was weeing and he could see it spurting out through the clear plastic of the potty. Charlie started to wriggle and make breathless moans; it was clear that the combination of Penny's busy experienced hand on his little cock and watching Liz being spanked as she wee'd had made him cum. Martin gritted his teeth and tried to stop himself from cumming to prolong the pleasure as Penny rubbed her body against him trying her best to make him cum so she could finish this horrible job.

Anita let Liz jump up off the potty shrieking and grabbing at her spanked pussy. Anita beckoned to Lisa who was mewling and shaking but was too terrified to disobey her strict Auntie Anita. Anita put Lisa on the potty. Alison immediately went and held her daughter's legs back just like her daddy used to when she was having her pussy spanked. Annoyed by the girl's lack of obedience Anita made the ruler spanking extra hard. Martin grinned; he loved seeing his sister spanked like this, the harder the better as far as he was concerned, and this was very hard! Penny's pussy slipped smoothly up and down his cock and he felt his cum on its way. He pushed up into the obedient girl's pussy as he watched his squealing sister's urine squirting in a great arch over the potty and onto the carpet. The horrified mothers began to explain to Lisa in no uncertain terms how hard her bottom was going to be caned for this lack of control. Martin's cock pulsed as a huge dry orgasm wracked his body. He hoped all three of the naked little girls got caned really hard.

With the screaming Lisa jumping about the room, her hands pulling and squeezing her punished pussy, Anita smiled at her fearful daughters, the excited boys and their happy mother. She crossed over to where the boys were sitting with their little cocks satisfied but already partially stiffening from the sight of their howling naked sister nursing her scalded pussy. She bent over the boys smiling sweetly as she took a good look at their cute cocks and bums.

"Aren't you just darling boys!" Anita said huskily, "You just love seeing these naughty girls getting their bottoms hurt and having them do such nice things to your willies, don't you?"

"Yes, Auntie Anita!" both Charlie and Martin chorused.

"Well," Anita continued, "Auntie Anita has got some more lovely treats for you. Who would like to see these awful girls get really severe canings?"

"Oooo! Me! Me!" said Charlie, jumping about in his seat.

"Yes please, Auntie!" grinned Martin, leering at Penny who stood facing him with her hands on her head sobbing her eyes out.

"Then let's all go upstairs to where I give my most severe punishments!" Anita said, "The girls are going to give your willies the most lovely time after they've had their bottoms caned."

Anita led the way upstairs. The girls followed behind her, all with their hands on their heads. Behind them came the boys who lost no opportunity to have a good feel of the girls' bums and pussies as they went up the stairs. Bringing up the rear was Alison; her pussy was on fire as she watched her excited boys with their stiff little cocks playing with the little girls' sore red bottoms.

Anita took them to the spare bedroom. The room was empty apart from a single bed at the side of the room and in the middle of the room a straight backed armless chair made of thick decorated wood with a leather seat and back. Tied to the top of each of the stout chair legs was a short Velcro strap. The seat of the chair faced towards the bed and hung on the back of the chair were three canes; a thin eighteen inch nursery cane, a whippy two foot junior cane and the thicker three foot senior cane that Alison had previously seen used to attend to Penny's bottom.

"Look!" said Anita, proudly, "A cane for each bottom!" 

She picked up the nursery cane. 

"This one is just right for a little seven year old bottom, don't you think Liz? I bet it stings sooo much!" 

Anita swapped the nursery cane for the junior cane and turned to Lisa.

"Lisa, your Mummy tells me you've only had the cane once before from your Grandma. From now on you're going to get the cane all the time! This little cane is going to sting you nicely! I'm going to give this cane to your Mummy and she's going to have you naked every night so your brothers can watch you being caned. I think you'll find it will teach you a good lesson!"

Anita swapped the junior cane for the big senior cane. She turned to Penny whose legs were already visibly shaking.

"OK darling, you know all about Mister Cane, don't you? You've been having your bottom smacked with one for years now. I can't imagine why you make such a fuss screaming and crying like you do! I shall be doing it extra hard tonight!"

"Boo hoo!" blubbered Penny, "Not extra hard, Mummy! I couldn't sit for days last time! Please don't! Boo hoo!"

"Extra hard, Penny!" smiled Anita, swishing the cane, "Unless that is you would prefer to get the groove strap before bed?"

"Waaaaaah! No Mummy! No! Not that! I'll take the cane as hard as you like!" begged Penny, the tears dripping down her face.

Anita smiled.

"Well girls, I think we'll start with the youngest first! Come on Liz, darling! Come to Mummy for your botty caning. Mummy wants to see you kneeling on the chair seat, head down bottom up! You know what to do!" Anita instructed.

"Boo hoo! Boo hoo! Oooo, Mummy! I'm scared! Don't give me cane! Pleeeeeeeease! I be good! Not cane! Please! Pleeeeeeeeease!" begged Liz as she took tiny prancing steps towards the chair.

Before long Liz reached the chair; she climbed up on her knees onto the chair seat, put her head down and shuffled her knees apart. Anita busied herself attaching the Velcro straps to her daughter. She put the two at the front of the chair around the backs of Liz's knees. Then, making Liz bend over further until she was resting her elbows on the chair seat, Anita fastened the two straps at the back of the chair around Liz's forearms. Anita motioned the boys towards the bed.

"You two darlings sit there and watch. Why don't you take the rest of your clothes off? It will feel so much nicer when you play with the girls later!" Anita smiled.

Martin and Charlie joyfully stripped off the rest of their clothes and then bounced onto the bed. They found that they could see right up between Liz's spread legs. Her red spanked little pussy had spread open so they could see up it and her bum cheeks were wide apart so that her bottom hole was totally exposed. They could see her helpless little face looking back at them from between her legs. Both Martin and Charlie sat with their legs wide apart so Liz could see their hard little cocks. Liz cried loudly; it was so horrible having those boys enjoying watching her getting caned like this.

Anita stood back behind Liz to her left hand side. She brought the short flicky cane well back and then whipped it across the little bottom that was so perfectly offered up to her.

THWICK!

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! MUMMEEEEEEEEEEEEY! YAAAAAAAAAAAAH! MY BUM-BUM!" howled Liz, her spread upthrust buttocks dancing about.

THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!

Anita laid the strokes on slowly. The cane might have only been short and light, but to a tiny seven year old it felt like a red hot poker being laid across her bottom. Liz screamed; she screamed and didn't stop. The pain from Mummy's caning was so bad she couldn't even think.

"WAAAAAAAAAAAH! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! NYAAAAAAAAAAA! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Liz screeched.

Martin and Charlie watched greedily as the little bottom twisted and turned, bucked and wriggled in front of them and thin red lines started to cover the white cheeks. Their cocks wobbled as they touched them; neither boy had ever had a harder willy before. Watching little girls get caned was so cool!

THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!

Anita gave her daughter the last of ten strokes. She didn't want to give her too many or the little girl would be too preoccupied with her stingy bottom to focus properly on the little cock she should be pleasing. Anita undid the Velcro straps and put Liz back on her feet. The shrieking seven year old jumped about the room howling and pulling at her thrashed bottom. As Liz openly exposed her pussy and anus the watching mothers and boys genitals tingled at the sight.

"Lisa next!" said Anita brightly, taking Lisa by the arm and hauling the reluctant child towards the chair.

Anita knew that after the firm application of the cane Lisa would be a very different girl. Before long she would demonstrate how obedient she would be to even the most outrageously degrading demands, desperate to prove that she was a good little girl now who didn't need any more cane. Anita's pussy spasmed; such a perfect little ass looked up at her from the chair as Lisa sobbingly got into position. How she was going to hurt it! Anita put the straps around Lisa's arms and legs; this little bottom was going to feel the full benefit of the cane. Anita stood back, lifted back the junior cane and began to vigorously cane the naked eleven year olds fleshy bottom.

THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!

Charlie and Martin couldn't resist waggling their young cocks as they watched their sister being caned. The position that Auntie Anita had forced Lisa into and restrained her in meant that as her bottom danced about under the cane her private holes opened up to the boys; even her little anus winked open at them. The boys loved listening to her shrieks and squeals as the cane whipped into her little bottom.

Already bright red from the paddle, Lisa felt like her bottom was going to explode as the cane kept spanking into her; she had never felt bottom pain like it! Getting the cane was like having a million wasps all stinging in one place. Lisa squealed her pleas for Auntie to stop.

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! YAAAAAAAAAAAA! I'M SORREEEEEEEY! AUNTIEEEEEEEEE! I'LL BE GOOD! YEEEEEEEEEEIGH! STOP! PLEEEEEEEEEEASE! I'LL BE NAKED WITH MARTIN! AAAAAAAAAAH! AND CHARLIE! YEEEEEEEEEEEEE! DO WHAT THEY WANT! EEEEEEEEEEEEEE! STOP IT! PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEASE!" Lisa screamed.

THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!

"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! AAAAAAAAAAAH! MY BUM! IT HURTS! YEEEEEEEEEEEE! STOOOOOOOOOOP! KISS THEIR WILLIES! EEEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! KISS THEIR BUMS! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! ANYTHING! STOP! AUNTIEEEEEEEEEEE!" Lisa screeched.

Anita finished giving Lisa ten very hard strokes of the cane. The marks on Liz's bottom had just been bright red lines; on Lisa's the extra length of the cane had meant a much more whippy impact speed. The dark red lines were swelling up into raised wheals that would remind Lisa to behave for some time to come. The boys ogled their sister's whipped bottom and revelled in her hoarse throat racking howls. Anita released Lisa who joined the still sobbing and rubbing Liz in an animated post spanking dance. The cane had done its job well and Lisa had forgotten how concerned she had been about showing off her body; she stuck her bottom out at the watchers and grabbed big chunks of it in her hands pulling at it, completely unconcerned at how it opened up her bottom hole for everyone to see.

Anita went over to the shrieking girl and took hold of her firmly by the arm.

"Are you going to be good now, Lisa? Do I need to give you more cane?" Anita asked.

"Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Waaaaaaaaaaaah! No Auntie! I'll be good! Bwaaaaaaaaaaaah! No more cane! Pleeeeeeeeeeeeease!" wailed Lisa.

"Come with me, Lisa." said Anita, guiding the now obedient girl over to where her brothers sat with their stiff erections, "I have a little job for you, my girl! Your brothers want to enjoy themselves with you whilst they watch me give a proper big girl caning."

There was a strangled cry from Penny; that cane was going to hurt her poor bare bottom so much!

Anita positioned Lisa kneeling up on the sofa facing Charlie and with her back to Martin. Then Anita pushed Lisa's face into Charlie's crotch.

"Open wide, Lisa!" demanded Anita.

Lisa obeyed and her little brother's stiff prick disappeared into her open mouth. It only took a little tap on her burning bottom from Auntie's cane to remind her of what lay in store if she was not obedient. Lisa's head began to move up and down in Charlie's lap as her little brother eagerly pushed his cock up into her face. 

Now at Lisa's other end, Anita had more intimate plans. She had Martin kneel up behind his sister and busily coating his straining cock liberally with lubricating cream. Anita held the base of Martin's cock firmly and positioned the exposed tip against his sister's pussy hole. Knowing how lovely it had felt up Penny's pussy, Martin needed no further encouragement and pushed his hard young tool up his little sisters tight hole. Lisa gave a muffled wail, but Charlie held her head down on his cock. Martin began to push in and out of his sister's little pussy. He looked over the room in time to see Penny climbing up on her knees onto the chair seat. Martin sighed with pleasure. Not only was his prick deep in his sister's pretty little pussy, but he was also going to watch the prettiest girl in his class get a bare naked caning until her bottom was like a big red tomato. Martin began to push his cock in and out faster as he as he saw Auntie Anita stand away from Penny and draw back the long whippy cane.

THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!

Penny went ballistic! Mummy had never caned her that hard before! She never knew the cane could hurt so much! Charlie and Martin watched open mouthed as the older girl's butt did the wildest dance of any of the three girls. And she screamed; Penny screamed like she never had before. How could the cane hurt so much?

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! NOOOOOOOOOOO! IT HURTS! THE PAIN! MUMMEEEEEEEEEEEEY! YAAAAAAAAAAH! I'LL DO ANYTHING! EEEEEEEEEEEEEIGH! ANYTHING YOU SAY! AAAAAAAAAAH! I'LL BE NICE TO SPECIAL FRIENDS! YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Penny howled.

Anita was having a fine time. She'd been waiting for an opportunity to show Penny what a proper caning was like. Anita's pussy throbbed as she watched the vivid purple lines appearing on her shrieking daughter's bottom. Penny would be very respectful for a long time to come.

THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK! THWICK!

Anita took a long time over giving her daughter the last five. There was a pause of several minutes between each stroke to allow the bucking squealing girl time to howl her pleas for forgiveness, promise complete obedience and offer the most degrading sexual services to her new little friends. The mothers and boys enjoyed the slow strict caning of the screaming pubescent little girl; adult pussies throbbed and oozed and little boys' cocks jumped in their sister's busy mouth and tight pussy. As Anita caned, Charlie gasped and bucked as he had a dry cum in his sister's mouth. Martin pumped his cock into his sister's pussy, slapping his tummy into her bright red cane whipped bottom. As Anita gave Penny her eighth stroke the girl squealed, opening her eyes wide and looked directly into Martin's eyes as her butt thrashed up and down, her anus and pussy wide open. Martin moaned as his cock jumped and squirted globs of cum into Lisa. His whole body seemed to be one hard muscle of pleasure as she shook and breathlessly kept pumping.

The two boys lay back on the bed and Lisa was taken by Anita and made to stand facing into a corner with her hands on her head. Liz was put in another and, still howling and bottom clutching, Penny in a third. Anita went to Alison. There was a big dark stain on the crotches of both mums' jeans and neither of them did anything to hide it. Anita whispered into Alison's ear.

"BFP for Lisa!" she whispered conspiratorially.

Alison felt herself go weak at the knees. It hadn't happened often when she was younger, but BFP stood for Blindfold Bedroom Punishment. Back then Alison hadn't really understood why mum and dad put a blindfold on her, tied her over a chair in their bedroom and spanked her like that; she was pretty sure she understood why now!

"Oh God, yes!" Alison whispered back to Anita. "What about the others though?" she added as an afterthought.

Anita smiled.

"Oh, don't worry about them!" she said, "I'll make sure they're occupied!"

Anita turned back to the room smiling.

"Liz and Penny! Listen to me!" Anita instructed, "Your Auntie Alison and I have decided that your behaviour whilst you were getting caned fell well below our expectations. We have decided that you are going to get your canings again from Auntie Alison. Another ten hard strokes each! You have only yourselves to blame! This time I want to see you really stick your bottoms out and thank Auntie Alison nicely after each stroke."

Both Liz and Penny began to howl in despair as their mum spelled out what was in store for their sore bottoms.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Pweeeeeeeeeease Mummy! I be good! No more cane! I do anything for boys! Pweeeeeeeeeeeease! Boo hoo!" begged Liz.

"Boo hoo! Mummy! I can't! I just can't take another ten like that!" wailed Penny, her hands covering her cane whipped cheeks, "It hurts more than ever! Please don't! Waaaaaaaaaah! Tell me what you want me to do! I'll do anything! I'll be good Bwaaaaaaaaaaah! I promise!"

Anita smiled at her pleading girls.

"Now girls, as you know I always give a repeat punishment if I think you deserve one. But in this case these poor boys have been deprived of having special friends for so long that I think it would be nice for you both to make them feel `special'. Liz, if you take Charlie to your bedroom, and Penny if you take Martin to yours, then as long as you can give them that nice feeling again I'll not get Auntie Alison to cane you. If one of the boys tells me that you haven't then you will both get a repeat dose, extra hard!" Anita threatened.

Both girls nodded enthusiastically; the chance to avoid the wicked cane was one they were glad to take, however horrible the things they would have to do to make the boys' willies go hard again.

Anita turned to Lisa.

"Lisa! Your behaviour is shocking! You're to come with me and your Mummy to my bedroom where you're going to get lots more spanking!" Anita said and, grabbing the terrified wailing eleven year old by her arm, dragged her off to the master bedroom followed by a delighted Alison.

When the excited mothers got Lisa to Anita's bedroom, Anita wasted no time in wrapping a long black silk scarf multiple times around Lisa's eyes until the sobbing girl couldn't see a thing. Then Anita got the dressing table stool, bent Lisa over it, tied her hands to the stool legs and her body to the stool leaving her legs free to kick and entertain her and Alison. Anita gave the thumbs up sign to Alison who hastily began taking off her clothes. Anita reached into her bedside drawer and took out a large thin plywood paddle. Drawn on it was a jokey cartoon of a little girl with her panties down and a bright red bottom, but the jokey cartoon belied the terrible sting that this big paddle gave to little bottoms; this was a paddle designed to deliver a proper butt busting.

Anita slipped her own clothes off and went over to Alison. The two naked women embraced and kissed deeply. Anita handed the paddle to Alison.

"Go on! Give her what she deserves!" Anita smouldered.

As Alison positioned herself to the side of her daughter and lined up the paddle for its first hard whack of the prominent little bottom, Anita dropped to her knees in front of Alison and holding on to her buttocks, pushed her mouth deep into her sopping pussy. Alison groaned as Anita's licky tongue found her clit; she raised the paddle and whacked it down hard onto her daughter's cringing little bottom.

In the girls' bedrooms they all heard the loud CRACK! and then the piercing howling shriek as Lisa's sore cane-welted bottom was exposed to the big hard paddle. Both Liz and Penny started to panic as they heard the cracks and howls reverberating through the house. If they couldn't please their new special friends and get their little cocks to cum then Mummy would have Auntie Alison cane them again, even harder than last time. What Lisa was getting would seem like a picnic in comparison to what would happen to their bottoms.

Liz had led Charlie to sit on her bed with her. She looked tearfully at him as the sounds of his sister's bottom being thrashed came into the room. His little prick was still soft, even though he was being excited by the sounds of his sister being thrashed.

"Please Charlie! Make it go hard!" begged Liz, "Your Mummy's going to cane me real hard if I can't make you feel nice. Boo hoo! It's really going to hurt me!"

Charlie looked confused.

"I've had so many nice feelings that I don't think it will go hard!" he said.

"Oh Boo Hoo! Charlie, please! I'll do anything!" begged Liz, "Tell me what makes your thing go hard the most and then I'll do it for you!"

Charlie thought for a moment.

"I liked watching you do a wee when your front bit was spanked." he said.

"Wait there." said Liz.

She rushed off and came back with the see-through plastic potty. She put it on a chest of drawers and then climbed up on a chair and got on top of the chest of drawers. Then she crouched over the potty with her legs wide apart. She reached down with both hands and spread her pussy lips far apart.

"Go on, Charlie!" she said, "You can look right up my hole while I do it! See what it looks like when I wee! Then I'll make your willy feel so nice; really really nice!"

Liz's spread pubis was at Charlie's head height. He watched entranced as the wee dribbled out of Liz's hole. He could see absolutely everything. Watching Liz weeing like that, and listening to his big sister screaming and begging for mercy as her bottom got a really hard spanking, made Charlie's little cock start to harden. Liz scrambled down from the chest of drawers. She had to please this boy's willy or her Mummy would get Auntie Alison to hurt her bottom so bad. Liz grabbed a jar of face cream and rubbed it on her pussy.

"Lie on the bed, Charlie!" she said, "I'm going to get on top of you and put your willy where my wee comes from. I'll bounce about so it feels nice for you."

Excited by the idea, Charlie lay on her bed while Liz crawled over him. He felt her hand on his willy and then it seemed as though the end of his willy was pressing against a hole that wasn't quite big enough. But then the hole opened and his willy went into a tight hot place. Liz began to bounce up and down so the grippy hole moved on his willy. Lisa was still getting spanked and listening to it made Charlie's little cock so hard in Liz's hole that the hot slippery tight rubbing on his little tool soon made that delicious feeling come.

"Did you get it? Did you get the nice feeling?" Liz asked desperately.

"Yes, I did." said Charlie, truthfully.

"Oh thank you! Thank you! I'll be your best `special friend!" Liz sobbed in relief, "I'll do anything to be good for you!"

Charlie grinned. He lay back and pulled his knees up to his chest.

"Put your tongue in my bottom hole again!" he said.

Pouting miserably, Liz bent her head down to the boy's smelly bottom crack, pulled open his cheeks and began to poke her tongue in his nasty poo hole.

In Penny's bedroom the sounds of Lisa getting the big wooden paddle whacked into her bottom had had a similar effect on Penny's panic level. Martin leered horribly when he heard his sister having her little butt busted. From the sounds of her screams she was getting it really good. He couldn't wait to have a look at the state her bottom was in later. Penny was sitting next to Martin on the bed; they were still both naked. She cuddled up to him, like he was her boyfriend and put her hand on his limp cock gently rubbing it.

"Listen to her getting it, Martin!" she said, "Listen to your sister screaming! I bet that's Mum's big wooden paddle their using. It feels like fire every time you get whacked with it! You can't sit down for ages afterwards! I bet Lisa's going to do whatever you want for ages!"

Penny felt Martin's cock harden in her hand. She rubbed it a little faster.

"I'm your girlfriend now, Martin." Penny told him, "You can treat me how you like. I'll tell everyone at school that we're going out. I'm going to dump that other boy. It will be me and you kissing and you with your hand up my skirt. I won't mind! You can do what you like! And after school you can come and watch me being spanked. Mum does it every day when I get back home. She'll put on a special show for you! I can't help crying and screaming; I'm such a cowardy custard! It just hurts so much when my poor botty's punished."

Tears dripped down Penny's face. This horrid boy was gong to see her naked and watch her bottom being punished all the time and she was going to have to pretend she loved him and do things to him that she didn't want to. But the sound of Lisa shrieking as her bottom was paddled and the thought of another ten with the cane drove Penny to even more desperate measures. She climbed over Martin so she was straddling his legs, her own legs wide open either side of him. She took his erect cock and began to rub the end of it against the inner lips of her pussy.

"Oh Martin! We can do this all the time! You and me! When you've watched Mummy thrash my bottom we can come up here and do whatever you want!" Lisa promised softly.

She began to insert the tip of his cock into her; in and out, in and out, teasing his bursting cock.

"Oh put it in me, Martin!" she moaned, "Put it all in me so we can do it properly!"

Martin pushed his cock up her. Penny began to ride him. Her Mummy and the nasty lexan paddle had taught her how to move her body to pleasure `special friends' and Martin's cock felt the full benefit of Penny's strict training. Penny's red swollen butt cheeks smacked repeatedly into Martin's thighs as the girl rapidly moved her hips. Martin gasped; he was going to get that feeling again for sure. Penny carried on, shaking her little hips like the most talented rap video dancer. Martin's cock felt like it was bursting with delight and that tight tingly feeling between his legs flooded his whole body as he came. He looked into Penny's face. The girl was crying forlornly at the humiliation of having to do sex with him. He smiled at her.

"Bottom still sore?" he asked, "I like it when you cry like that!"

Much to Martin's delight, Penny burst into loud mournful sobs. His cock was still in her pussy and he could hear the hoarse, almost silent, rasping wails of his sister as the paddle still cracked down onto her bottom. He wriggled his hips to feel more of Penny's pussy on him. His cock started to get hard again.

"Penny!" he whispered, "Kiss my bottom hole for me!"

In the master bedroom the two mothers had been having a lovely time with Lisa, or more precisely with her red welted bottom cheeks and thighs. The feeling of Anita's tongue had inspired Alison to whack that big paddle down onto her daughter's bottom just as hard as Anita had caned. Lisa's shrieks and howling pleas for forgiveness made her pussy cum on Anita's clitty flicking tongue. The two women had then swapped and Anita had started applying big hard spanks with the paddle to the untouched whiteness of the backs of Lisa's thighs. Lisa's screams had hit a new high. Anita was so excited by the reaction that she put one foot up on the dressing table stool completely opening up her pussy and pushed Alison's mouth off her clit and deep into her pussy. Alison knew Anita had gone to her special place and just what she wanted to happen. She used her hands to part Anita's pussy and her long flicky tongue snaked into her friend. Anita groaned and Alison heard the paddle cracking down repeatedly onto a cringing little bare bottom as her daughter howled. When Anita eventually came, she was like a volcano, her pussy erupting on Alison. Alison held Anita in position and carried on tonguing; it was the least she could do for her lovely friend.

Their passion sated, the two women retired to bed leaving Lisa tied over the stool so they could admire her welted and blistered bottom. Anita's fingers sought Alison's juicy pussy and began to gently massage it. Alison returned the favour.

"I'm so glad I met you again!" whispered Anita.

"Me too." sighed Alison, "We're going to have so much fun together."

"Well, you, me and the boys are!" grinned Anita, "I hope my girls are looking after them well!"

"If I know my boys," smiled Alison, "they'll be making the girls do whatever it is that they hate doing most!"

"Probably two little tongues deep in two little bottom holes then!" smiled Anita.

Alison's pussy pulsed; the idea of her boys being pleasured like that really turned her on. Anita could feel her friend's pussy responding and with a wide grin she slipped down the bed. Alison spread her legs wide and her friend's delicious tongue went to work again.

In Penny's and Liz's bedrooms the boys were both lying with their buttocks spread wide apart and a wriggly little tongue inserted deep into their bottom hole. Penny's and Liz's tongues worked hard; the boys' bottom holes tasted disgusting but what Mummy would get Auntie Alison to do to their bottoms if they didn't would be even worse. The boys both kept demanding that Penny and Liz stick even more of their tongues up until both girls were crying and choking as their tongues twirled and probed the nasty holes. Both boys had got very hard penises; Penny and Luz wept with self pity and shame at the thought of how much more work their mouths and pussies still had to do to satisfy their new special friends.




DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction not fact. The two are very different. 
