Wednesday, August 15, 2018

228Spanked twice a day for a month by Stepmother

My fantasy: spanked twice a day by Stepmother, sometimes with a schoolmate listening...

POOF!
In a cloud of smoke, a Genie appears in front of me, and intones,
"I am the Genie of Fantasy.  I can not make you rich or famous, but I CAN put you into any fantasy world you wish.  You can stay in the fantasy world as long as you want... you can say the words, "Teenie Genie, take me home" or if you fall asleep, you'll return to this real world, and only one minute in real time will have passed."
I eagerly tell him what I want.
POOF!

I was walking home from school with Linda, my assigned partner for a social studies project.
"Shall we get started on this at your house?"
"Mmm....  maybe she won't if you're there."
"Won't ..what?"
"Give me the um 4'00 spanking."
"The what?"
"The 4:00 spanking."
"I mean, jeez. Why?"
"Well ...  every day for two weeks now, and it's supposed to continue until the end of this month... she's been giving me a spanking every day at 7 a.m. and 4 pm.   And on weekends if I'm out and not home for the 4 o'clock spanking, I get a double when I DO get home."
"I meant WHY?"
"Oh ...it's a guy thing...I don't know if you'd ..."
"She caught you playing with yourself?"
I sighed.  "Yeah.  I thought she was out of the house, and I sure didn't hear her come in, so there I was in my room, pants down, my thing in my hand, and I looked up and she was standing at the door.  She spanked me right then, and again at bedtime, and declared, twice a day for a month."
"Has it um taught you anything?"
"Only to be REALLY careful ..."
She giggled.
We arrived at my house and went in. It was 3:40.
Gina, my stepmother was there, of course. She looked at me then at Linda.
"We have a social studies project to work on. May we use the dining room table?"
"Of course," she said.
Linda and I sat at the table and spread out our books.
I looked up at the clock:   4 o'clock.
Gina came into the dining room, and said, "It's time. Join me in the living room."
I glanced at Linda, and blushed, and went into the living room.
Gina was seated,  her hairbrush next to her.
"Strip to your briefs," she said.
I did, and went over her lap.
She stopped with her hand to my briefs...

 then she tugged my briefs down and continued with her hairbrush.



I tried valiantly to keeps my moans and yelps quiet, and to not break into tears, but gave up when she started swatting my upper thighs,  and I broke into tears.
And she stopped and said, "Get up."
I did.
"Your choice, thirty minutes in the corner now, or an hour after Linda leaves."
"After Linda leaves," I said, quietly.
"Fine."
I dressed and returned to the dining room, and carefully sat down. 
Linda did not look up at me.
We talked a bit about an outline for our project.
Linda looked at the clock, and said, "I have to go now."
"Okay," I said. 
She packed her books, and I walked her to the door.
I turned around, and Gina was there, and she said, "Now get naked and into the corner. I will time you."
AFter an hour, she said, "Time. Get your underwear on, and be at the dinner table in ten minutes."

AFter dinner, I went to my room to do homework, then I took a shower before going to bed.

Next morning,  7 a.m., she came in, and shook me awake.
"Get up, stand up, get your underwear off."
I got up and slid my underwear down and off 
She sat on the edge of the bed...
and smacked my bottom with her big wooden spoon...



as I moaned and sobbed.
She stopped and said, "Get up, get dressed, breakfast will be on the table."
Rubbing my eyes, then after she left, my bottom, I dressed and went to the breakfast table.
Afterwards, I went out the door.
Linda was waiting for me on the sidewalk.
We headed for school.
"Get spanked this morning?"
"Oh yeah..."
"Do any of the guys say anything in the locker room?"
"I have late gym class, fifth period. The glow has faded by then."

"Ah..."

And home that afternoon, with us working at the dining room table.
She called me into the living room.
"Strip to your underwear and kneel on the couch."
I did.  
She started with a paddle to the seat of my underwear...



 and I managed to keep my yelps and moans quiet, but then she took my underwear down, and paddled my bare bottom and thighs...
and I groaned and I sobbed.
SHe stopped and said, "Now get up."
I did.
"So, an hour after she leaves?"
"Yes, please."
"FIne."
I returned to the living room and gingerly sat down and closed my eyes
Poof! I was home







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