It had been a real up-and-down few months for Katie, who was twenty-one. Her grandma had come to live with her and her mum three months ago, whilst work was being done to her house. Prior to that, her mum, Jane who was forty-four, had not been the best of mums because she was very forgetful, normally thought about herself first, and quite often left Katie high and dry.  

Whilst her grandma, Sheila, who was sixty-six, was living with them, things definitely improved for Katie. She wasn't sure why that happened, but her mum was certainly much more mindful of her and made her a much happier daughter. Then, once grandma had gone back to her own house, things very quickly reverted to how they had been previously.  

A few days after her grandma had left, Katie was on the family's computer but noticed in the browsing history some things that she certainly hadn't looked at herself, and as they were dated after grandma had left, it must have been her mum who looked at those sites. She ran through a few of the items and saw that they were all related to what were described as female-led relationships. Katie had not heard of that before but could see that, particularly where there was a husband and wife, the female-led relationship meant that the wife was the one who made all of the decisions, and the husband had to agree to them all. Other sites showed that, where the husband did not agree, or argued to the extent of saying, 'no,' or, 'but,' the wife would end up spanking the husband.  

Katie then searched more of the items that her mum had looked at. They were all along the same lines, except when she found that her mum had gone onto a forum and asked the question, can a daughter be the one in charge in a female-led relationship?  

Looking down the exchanges that took place, it was clear that her mum knew her shortcomings as a mum, and also explained how her own mum had come to stay with them for three months, had tried to straighten her out, and, on several occasions, had spanked her.  

Katie was amazed at the exchanges, and, as she read more of them, she saw that her mum wasn't objecting to the control that her own mum was imposing on her, but was all for it. She could see that submitting to her, even though she was forty-four, did work to the extent that she was much more thoughtful and responsible as a mum. She did admit to the forum that her daughter did not know that her grandma was spanking her mum, as spankings were always carried out when her daughter wasn't at the house, but that didn't get any cynical or sarcastic responses. Far from that, several people said how they would love to submit to their mum's authority, even though they were in their mid-twenty's, and others were even older.  

Katie saw other responses from women who were mums, and they said how they would be more than happy if their daughters were the ones in charge and spanked them. They did point out there were some minus's, but the plus's outweighed them by a long way. Katie saw how that was answering her mum's question asked in the first place, and it turned out there were so many mums who did think it was okay to have to submit to the authority of their daughters who were in their early twenty's, like Katie was.  

All of this set Katie thinking about whether she should raise the subject with her mum. Then, later that day, she was searching for one of her tops and knew that, previously, her mum had quite often taken her tops and put them in her own drawers. Katie would ask her mum whether she had seen the top, and her mum would say, no. However, the following day, the top mysteriously appeared on her bed, and whenever Katie asked her mum whether she had suddenly found it amongst her own things, her mum was always blushing as she denied it. So, today, instead of waiting for her mum to come home, she went into her mum's bedroom to look for her top, opened a couple of the drawers, and saw, tucked away at the bottom of the drawer, was a file. She took it out, looked at it, and found several pages all about female-led relationships, and rules that could be imposed by the wife on her husband. Her mum had ticked lots of them, which Katie could see could equally apply between a mum and her daughter.  

Katie didn't want to risk taking the file away, so she got out her phone and photographed the several pages. Later, when alone, even after her mum had come home, she went through the various rules and agreed that the rules her mum had ticked could also apply just as easily apply where the daughter was the one in control and her mum.  

Also, amongst the papers that she had photographed, were a couple of pages describing how to give a spanking. It was pointed out that if a daughter were to spank her mum, it would be fine to use her hand for as long as she could, but, because her hand would start to sting, it would be best to have available a wooden paddle hairbrush. Once using that, the spanking would be far more painful for the mum, but not painful at all for the daughter, and so far easier to make the spanking more effective as the punishment.  

Katie had to admit to finding herself getting rather excited at the prospect of being the one in charge of her mum. After all, she was a prefect at sixth-form College and was reckoned to be head girl next year. She certainly was very authoritative and thought that she would have the right attitude towards her mum's discipline. Not just that, it would hopefully mean that her mum would become more responsible, just as she had been whilst grandma was staying with them.  

Katie decided that she would go for it. So, when, the next day, her mum had forgotten to pick her up from college, and she had to make her own way back on the bus, she decided to make several assumptions and, as soon as she saw her mum, she said in a very stern voice, "I bet you're happy that grandma isn't here, because she would certainly have given you a spanking, wouldn't she, mum?"  

Katie stood with her hands on her hips and was glaring at her mum. She saw her mum was wearing a notched neck sleeveless flower print summer dress and had bare legs, that compared to her own clothes of a vest top and very short skirt, so also had bare arms and bare legs.  

Katie saw that her mum was blushing a very deep red, but didn't deny that was what would have happened. At least she didn't deny for at least five seconds, and, even then, her denial was far from convincing.  

Katie decided to respond with, "Don't give me that, mum. I know that grandma spanked you, and not just once. I think we need to go back to how you were dealt with when grandma was here, except I will deal with you in exactly that way. So, come with me and I will give you a spanking now."  

Katie saw that her mum still wasn't objecting, but stood looking aghast at her, and so Katie went up to her, clasped hold of her bare upper arm, and led her towards the dining table. Katie was aware that her mum wasn't actually resisting and was allowing herself to be led to the table.  

At the table, Katie let go of her mum, and turned one of the dining chairs into the room. She sat down, glared at her mum, and ordered, "Put your hands on your head, mum, and then I will take your knickers down."  

As soon as her mum did put her hands on her head, Katie unzipped her handbag, and took out her wooden-backed paddle hairbrush, waved it at her mum, not actually referring to it, but said very sternly, "You really do need a hard spanking, mum."  

Katie could see that her mum was looking particularly tense, and worried, but then, if she knew she was going to get a spanking, that was a very good reason to look tense and worried. On the other hand, if she was going to refuse to be spanked, she would probably stand there with her hands on her hips and with a very angry look on her face. None of that happened, and, instead, Katie watched as her mum kept her hands on her head, albeit wincing as she glanced at the hairbrush which was now within easy reach of Katie, on the dining table.  

Katie knew not to delay, and so leaned forward, lifted the hem of her mum's dress up above her waist, eased her thumbs into the elastic of her mum's knickers, and yanked them down towards the floor. Once her mum's knickers were on the floor, Katie ordered, "Step out of the knickers, mum."  

Again, Jane did as she was told, and once her knickers were removed, she obediently stood still with her hands on her head looking down at Katie.  

Katie couldn't quite imagine what might be going through her mum's mind, but, maybe, it was those exchanges on the forum when all those other mums said they would be very happy if their daughters took control of them and spanked them. In fact, thought Katie, that was most likely what her mum was thinking.  

Katie only waited a moment before ordering, "Right, mum, get across my lap."  

Katie was not surprised as she watched her mum do as she was told, and bend down across her lap. Moments later, her mum's bare bottom was perched across her lap, her mum was balancing with her hands on the floor, and with her face just inches from the floor.  

Again, Katie didn't delay, put her hand on her mum's now bare bottom, and rubbed in circles. She felt her mum tense her bottom, but that was a long way from telling her that she shouldn't be spanked. So, Katie raised her hand and brought her palm down on her mum's bare bottom cheek, and then proceeded to spank her bare bottom, using the technique that she had read up from her mum's file, initially spanking alternate bottom cheeks, then spanking the same bottom cheek several times in a row and then the other bottom cheek several times in a row, and, from time to time, spanking the same spot on the same bottom cheek several times in a row and then the same spot on the other bottom cheek several times in a row.  

All the time, Katie realised that her mum was staying across her lap, and not making any effort to force herself off. Why should she, she asked herself, given all those papers that she had read from her mum's file, and the fact that she hadn't denied that grandma had spanked her several times while she was living here.  

As the papers in the file said, Katie realised that after a few minutes of spanking her mum, her hand was stinging, although it was unlikely to be stinging anywhere near as much as her mum's bottom must be stinging. Nevertheless, she was pleased that she had brought the hairbrush with her, and, stopping spanking with her hand, she quickly turned and picked up the hairbrush, and then proceeded to spank her mum's bottom with it. The papers in the file had made it clear that she shouldn't be sympathetic at all, nor be concerned about whether her mum was crying or not. In fact, she should be waiting for the time that her mum started to cry, and then spank her several dozen more times after that and much harder. Katie did all of those things.  

Sure enough, once Jane was crying, Katie continued to spank her with the hairbrush and kept on going with dozens more hard spanks.  

Katie had initially said to herself that this might be the only time that she got to spank her mum, although, as the spanking proceeded, she supposed that wasn't going to be the case, given how her mum stayed across her lap. She knew that she didn't know what her mum was thinking, but Katie was building herself up to have what would be a serious conversation about what should happen in the future.  

Katie saw that her mum's bottom was not now just red but slightly bruised as well, and so decided she had spanked her mum enough. So, she put the hairbrush down, and then placed her hand on her mum's bottom and rubbed in circles more gently, as though in a calming manner.  

It did take a while for her mum to stop crying, but she was still sobbing. However, most importantly, she stayed across her Katie's lap. 

Once Katie reckoned that her mum had calmed down sufficiently, she gave the far gentler instruction. "Okay, mum, you can get up now. Just stand in front of me."  

Janet followed her daughter's instruction, and did stand looking down at her, but couldn't stop herself sobbing. So many thoughts were going through her mind. After all, she had just been spanked by her daughter, which she supposed was just as embarrassing as having been spanked by her mum, as, after all, she was forty-four. However, she realised that there wasn't any real difference between being spanked by her mum or her daughter. On the other hand, she knew that being under her mum's control had made her much more responsible, and she was annoyed with herself that she had reverted to her previous irresponsible persona within just a few days of her mum going back to her own house. She had even played over her mind how Katie could take control over her, which was why she had searched the Internet and had  all of those conversations with other mums on the forum. At least Katie didn't know about her searches and her file, she told herself.  

At the same time, arguing against herself, Jane was worried about what would happen if all of her friends found out that she had been spanked, by either her own mum or her daughter. That could be so humiliating. Of course, she didn't know whether any of her own friends were spanked still, but there's no way she would ask any of them  

Katie watched as her mum started to recover, and, when she thought she might be ready to have the conversation, she asked, "Ready to discuss what just happened, mum?"  

Jane was still sniffing back tears as she heard her daughter's question, caught her breath with concern about what Katie meant, but nodded her head and replied a very wet, "Yes, Katie."  

Katie jumped straight in with, "As I told you, mum, I know that grandma spanked you, I also found your file in your drawer upstairs, not that I was looking for anything other than one of my tops, but I did find it. I photographed every page and then read every page. I also searched the history on the computer, which you use, and I saw the sites that you have been on, including the forum where you had a long discussion with other mums about whether it was okay to be spanked by your daughter. Oh, and I saw the admission that you were spanked by grandma several times. Anyway, I saw so many mums responded that it was not just okay to be spanked by your daughter, but a lot of them actually wanted to be, in order to make them better mums. I presume you know exactly what I am talking about, mum."  

Jane was wincing as she listened to her daughter, horrified that Katie had found out all of her secret searches and file. At least, she had assumed they were secret and was distraught that they weren't. What was also clear, was that she couldn't deny a single word.  

After a few moments, though, Jane realised that while she hadn't expected Katie to find the file, she was actually pleased that she had. She was also pleased that her daughter had the confidence to do what she had just done, which was to give her a really hard spanking. She was going to make such a good head girl, next year, she told herself. Anyway, she was already thinking that that her daughter should be in control of her, and so replied to the question with, "Yes, Katie, I do know what you are talking about."  

Katie took that simple answer as a clear intention of her mum to accept her authority. So, she continued with, "I also looked through all of the female-led relationship rules you listed out that would work for a daughter in charge of her mum. I agree with the ones you ticked but added a few more as well. I've actually made a full list of them, which I will give to you. I want you to agree, once you have read them, that you will comply with all of those rules, and, whenever you don't, you will accept my decision to spank you. Will you agree to that, mum?"  

Katie couldn't see a way around finishing off by asking the question, and felt it better that her mum actually agreed, rather than her just telling her mum that it was going to happen. If she agreed, then it would be more difficult for her mum to resist later on.  

Jane was listening carefully to her daughter, and what was...