Spanking my Mother-in-law: Linda’s mother comes to stay and very soon finds out who is in charge of the household (Spanking the Family Book 2)

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Yes, I certainly did do that,” I said with a laugh. “Remind me of how I corrected you that evening in front of the Johnsons and the Millers.” My eyes focused briefly on Geoff's crotch. He had a raging hard on and made no attempt to conceal it

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Reluctantly I re-entered the room and handed over the glass. For the next 30 minutes I became their naked waitress, fetching drinks and nibbles for them. As embarrassing as it was, I was thankful for the opportunities to retreat out of sight into the kitchen. I also stood to the side of them so that my nakedness was perhaps not quite so obvious. Anyone else out there spanked by their Mother-in-Law? If so, how, and how did it come about? Was it before or after the marriage? Is it just the Mother-in-Law...or the husband also who spanks you? I did not enjoy what was happening to me. The humiliation and pain I felt was very real and ego crushing. But on another emotional dimension I was experiencing a level of sexual gratification I had never felt in my whole life. My emotions were being stripped to their inner core where hidden and primal needs lurk within us. It was a realisation that was very hard to deal with.

I understand, baby, so stay here a minute while I try to untangle your bewilderment. Do you remember what happened the last time we had the Johnsons and the Millers over for barbeque?”

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Thank you sir' I responded with a mixture of embarrassment and genuine gratitude. I may not have been so appreciative if I knew what he had in store for me. On Sunday morning I rose after a sound sleep, feeling surprisingly at peace with myself. I busied myself with the housework, wanting everything to look nice for Michael when returned the next day. I am not really the housework-type of person, but today I felt motivated. Later I did the supermarket shopping, then stopped in to see my friend Colleen, who I had only spoken to briefly since my drunken episode at the bar. She had seen me leaving the bar with my Father in Law, and had tried to follow but by the time she had made her way outside I had obviously been bundled into Ben's car and exited the scene. Get out of the car, close the garage door, then come inside and tell Ben why you have been punished.' Jane then exited the vehicle, my jeans, belt and panties in her hand.Fortunately at that moment Jane reached up and grabbed my arm, pulling me forward. Because of my splayed legs I fell awkwardly over her lap, and was sure Ben briefly had a full view of my pussy before I was able to bring my knees together. Even though I was sure I was dry she did not seem satisfied. Or perhaps it was just for the humiliation she knew it would cause me. She pulled more tissues from the box and placed them under me. Gripping the sides of the seat I lifted myself up, careful to keep my legs spread. Embarrassingly she ran her fingers up and down my pubic lips several times. I willed myself not to become stimulated.

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As I hung up the phone I noticed my answer phone blinking. There had been another call. It was from Ben. The message was short. Call him immediately. As I lifted the receiver I noticed my hand was actually shaking. I put the phone down and took a couple of big mouthfuls of wine in an endeavour to steady my nerves. With a deep breath and a steely resolve I phoned the home of my Parents in Law. Lunch is ready. Be seated', Jane chanted, clearly not about to give any sort of explanation. As I took my seat at the table I gave a pleading look at Ben, searching for answers. He shrugged his shoulders as if to say, 'Life is just full of its little surprises, isn't it.' That is for sure. They both know well that these humiliation and punishment rituals are very sexually stimulating for me. However they never allow it to become overt, and is never spoken of outside of the punishment sessions. It would therefore be very poor form for me to act in a manner that was clearly, and overtly, sexual. I had the impression that if I thrust my hips forward they would be very disapproving, and the resulting punishment would be severe. As we approached the airport carpark I became increasingly nervous as there were many people moving around and the area was well lighted. As we pulled into the carpark I was frantic, but dared not move. I did. But did I first take down your pants and your boxers in front of Evie, Marge, and their husbands?”

Gingerly I walked over until I was standing in front of her. My eyes were focused on her feet, as I was sure I would begin crying again if I looked her in the eye.