My life continued under the guidance of my chummy mummy girlfriend, Becky, who knew I was annoyed when she told me that her long-time college friend Claire was coming over with her chummy daughter Hayley for the afternoon.
Hayley was twenty and a bit of a princess, a bit precious, and we always ended up arguing with each other. I wasn't happy and made my feelings known to Becky, and my retorts were far too rude and led to the inevitable spanking. Even as I answered her back so I knew what would happen, and I put my hands on my bottom even though it didn't even hurt yet and Becky just nodded her head as though to say, 'Too right, young lady, you know exactly what is coming.'
Becky was furious when she ordered me to the spare bedroom. "Get undressed quickly, you naughty girl. How you could talk to me like that I really don't know?"
I tried to apologise but as always it was just too late. Becky sat on the chair and glared at me as I got undressed. Even as I turned to her to unzip my dress, she gave me a slap on my bottom and told me to hurry up. I spent fifteen minutes on the naughty spot fully naked with my bare bottom fully on show, my hands on my head, and my nose pressed against the wall. When she ordered me to come across to her, I knew I was in trouble as I stood by her and she didn't even look up as she ordered me, "Get across my lap young lady."
I bent over and as usual, enjoyed the submissive position, my hands on the floor, my toes dangling a few inches above the floor, Becky's lap firm, her bare legs attractive, and I waited for the reassuring loving maternal hand rubbing.
Today, though, there was no rubbing. Becky gave me a hard spank followed by another and another on one bare bottom cheek then the other, then spank after spank on the same bottom cheek and even the same spot. She was really annoyed with me, but after a while it didn't really matter as all I knew was my bottom was stinging and Becky hadn't even started with the hairbrush yet.
As she spanked me, Becky scolded me with, "Claire is my friend and so you will be nice to her. You will also be nice to Hayley, understood, young lady?"
Becky continued to berate me all through the spanking telling me how badly behaved I was and how I really needed to improve although I only just about heard but was focussing rather more on the spanks raining down on my bare bottom. Becky kept on telling me off when she started with the hairbrush although my gasps and yelps were so loud, she must have known I wasn't listening, but I know her telling me off did her good, so she did it anyway.
I knew I had been rude, in fact, more rude than usual, so wasn't surprised the spanking was so hard. I clasped hold of the chair legs to keep me steady, so I didn't try to get up, not that Becky had ever told me not to, it was just I knew I had to stay bent over and accept whatever spanking Becky decided I needed.
When the spanking stopped and I calmed down a bit, this time Becky's rubbing my bottom and legs and back was so welcome, I was about to apologise when Becky announced, "Five one-strike days Laura, I think."
I exploded, "Five, that's too much."
The rubbing stopped, Becky's thighs tensed, and I froze. "Really Laura, too many? Shall we discuss that?"
I was about to say what I thought when the hairbrush came thrashing down again on my bottom. I had completely mistaken what Becky meant, which was really stupid I know, but by discussion, Becky meant a further spanking to make me see sense, which meant to accept Becky's decision, and which I now wanted to do but couldn't until she decided she had added enough spanks to my sore bottom.
The spanking stopped again, and Becky asked, "So, five one-strike days Laura, agreed?"
"Yes," I said through my crying but clear enough for Becky to say, "Good girl, it's always better when you agree with me isn't it?"
That still wasn't quite enough because Becky said, "I need to make your bottom a few shades redder so just a few dozen more I think," and set off again bringing the hairbrush down so hard time and again I cried and cried in pain. By the time I stood up rubbing my bottom and hopping from foot to foot, Becky smiled as she said, "Claire and Hayley will be here tomorrow so you had better be on your best behaviour," adding after a few moments, "I don't suppose you will be too happy having Hayley watch me spank you."
Becky watched me closely and could see me struggle. In days gone by I would have given her very short shrift with a sharp response that told her what I thought, but I had improved and could hold my tongue more, and successfully managed to answer, "I'll try my best, Becky."
Becky smiled broadly and said, "You see, you can do it when you try hard." I got lots of hugs and kisses for that and felt really good.
I was still aroused after the spanking, my pussy was wet, my nipples were taut, and I just wanted to be by myself and give myself an orgasm with my vib as sex was off the agenda during one-strike days. However, I didn't get any free time as Becky wanted my company as she got the house ready for the visitors.
Becky chatted, reminding me that Hayley was a lot like me what with the way I answered back and did what I wanted rather than what Becky wanted. Hayley was only twenty, though, and Claire, her forty-eight-year-old chummy mummy, was in despair over her chummy daughter. Claire knew Becky spanked me and they had often joked about how much life would improve for Claire if she could spank Hayley.
However, Claire didn't spank Hayley even when as naughty as I was, and Becky explained to me as we worked that that meant Hayley was likely to get away with things during their stay that Becky won't stand for if I do the same things, which was an added pressure on me I knew.
I wondered how come Claire and Hayley had a chummy mummy chummy daughter relationship that didn't involve spanking, but supposed there were lots of mums who didn't use spanking and treated their daughters like adults, and that was the relationship they had. It was okay, I supposed, but I felt that being spanked made our relationship truly maternal, and, of course, getting spanked turned us both on as well. It didn't quite add up that we slept in separate rooms when on one-strike days, but that was Becky's decision and she was in charge after all, so her decision stood. Still, I would be hearing Hayley call Claire, 'mum,' the whole time, enjoying their mum-daughter relationship just as Becky and I did, although I would have to accept the different disciplinary regimes, and I didn't call Becky, 'mum,' as Hayley did.
Even so, I did get through the evening and managed a great series of orgasms in bed that night and felt really good in the morning, until Claire and Hayley arrived. Even then Becky insisted I was charming to the visitors, and I certainly was, for a while. Until after lunch in fact, when Hayley said she wanted to watch TV and Becky told me I had to help with the washing up. Claire suggested to Hayley she should help as well but Hayley ignored her chummy mum and just went to the living room and switched on the TV. I didn't say anything which I would have done if not under the one-strike rule, I reckoned.
After we finished washing up Claire suggested a game of cards which I really didn't fancy at all, but Becky said I had to play, so I did, all the time eyeing the TV which Hayley was still watching. I wasn't concentrating on the game when I put down an incorrect card, and when Becky told me to pick the card up and play properly, I was so annoyed about Hayley that I just said, "That's the card I'm playing."
Becky asked sternly, "Really, young lady?"
"Yes, old lady," I replied, but immediately followed up with, "I am so sorry Becky, I wasn't thinking, I mean, I didn't mean to say that."
Becky glared at me like the naughty girl I was, and replied testily, "Really? I don't think so, my girl. In fact, you know what happens now."
I looked around madly, first at Becky then at Claire and then at Hayley who was only half listening until she heard Becky say, "I good hard spanking for you, young lady."
Hayley spun around and said with a broad grin, "Really? Wow, can I watch?"
Claire said, "No Hayley, it's between Becky and Laura."
"Drat," Hayley said, adding "It's not fair you know."
Claire was feeling frustrated and just a bit embarrassed about the way her chummy daughter was acting and said to her, "You know, Hayley, you have sulked all day so far and Laura has been far better behaved than you, but she is the one about to get a spanking. You could learn from that, you know."
Hayley shrugged her shoulders as she turned back to the TV and said a rude, "Whatever."
Becky then said what I didn't want to hear. "Actually, I have told Laura that if she earns a spanking in front of visitors then she gets spanked in front of them."
Hayley spun back around and shouted gleefully, "Way you go, that's so cool."
I slumped back in my chair thinking being spanked in front of Claire was bad enough, but having the brat Hayley watch as well was going to be just so humiliating. I had no choice though.
Becky told me sternly, "Go and stand on the naughty spot, knickers and skirt off, you know the drill."
"Cool," Hayley repeated staring at me.
I turned my back on Hayley and stepped out of my knickers knowing how it must have looked, being twenty-eight-years-old, and put them on a chair, unzipped my skirt and stepped out of it putting it on top of the knickers, and went to my naughty spot, pressed my nose against the wall, and put my hands on my head.
Hayley giggled and I heard Claire say sharply, "That's not very nice of you Hayley. I am sure Laura is ashamed enough without you going on at her."
Hayley was full of herself though as she said, "You have to admit, Mum, that this is better than playing cards."
I did feel ashamed and totally embarrassed and knew I was blushing. Usually, the naughty spot was quite a turn-on for me knowing Becky was eying my bare bottom contemplating the spanking she was going to give me, but it wasn't anywhere near as erotic with Claire and the horrid Hayley watching my bottom as well.
Becky didn't seem to sympathise as she kept me on the naughty spot for the full fifteen minutes before telling me to turn around and, "Fetch me the hairbrush, Laura."
"Wow," Hayley said as I went over to the cabinet, opened a drawer, and took out one of the many wooden-backed paddle hairbrushes located around the house for just this purpose. I walked over to Becky who was now sitting on an upright dining chair flattening her skirt as usual and explaining to Claire, "I warned Laura this would happen if she misbehaved in front of others, so she hasn't any complaints." Becky looked at me and asked sternly, "Have you, Laura?"
I was blushing when I answered, "No, Becky."
"That's a laugh," Hayley said, really getting me annoyed but I was in no position to snap back at the brat as I would get very short shrift from Becky.
Claire said firmly, "Hayley, don't be nasty. Laura is going to suffer enough what with getting a spanking." Claire added, "You might consider yourself lucky I don't spank you."
Hayley sniffed, "No chance, mum."
Claire looked at Becky with an exasperated look, maybe wanting some sympathy I suppose, but that didn't help me as Becky looked at me and ordered, "Get across my lap, young lady."
I only looked at Becky's lap not daring to look up and see Claire or Hayley staring at me. I was soon across her lap with my hands on the floor and as usual, my toes dangling a few inches above the floor on the far side of the chair. Becky rubbed my bottom which I was so pleased about, as at least this bit
was soothing, and even my pussy quivered as she ran her hand across my bottom and down my legs.
Becky explained, for Claire and Hayley's benefit, "Just so you know I will spank Laura with my hand for quite a while, and then use the hairbrush."
Claire asked, "How many times will you use the hairbrush, Becky?"
"Several dozen times Claire. Laura is twenty-eight and needs a really hard spanking to teach her a lesson. I didn't always spank her for so long, but this is where we are now."
I kept my head low during the explanation, though, as Becky was using her stern maternal voice and I was getting turned on by her.
Hayley asked, "If it's such a punishment how come her nipples are taut?"
My eyes shot open, but I couldn't see my nipples, but I did know they were taut though. What will Becky think, I wondered in horror, and how much harder would she spank me?
Becky answered quite candidly, "Oh that is quite normal. Don't worry, Hayley, as they will go back to normal after a short while just as her bottom turns redder and redder."
A few moments later and Becky gave me the first spank which as always made me gasp. She didn't leave any time between spanks, and spanked me again and again, all over my bare bottom cheeks, being so methodical as always it never felt like she missed even an inch of my bottom, and I was gasping and groaning as spank followed spank.
I heard Hayley say to Claire, "It looks like Laura is struggling, mum, but if she is happy being spanked then no matter, eh?"
Claire replied, "Maybe you would be better behaved if you were spanked."
"I doubt it, Mum," Hayley said but she didn't seem to be all that convinced by her own statement.
Becky chipped in with, "It's never too late to try Hayley, I know your mum thinks it will help."
"No way, mum," Hayley said more fiercely.
All this time my bottom was being splattered with spank after spank and as Becky was getting frustrated at Hayley's annoying comments so she must have been getting herself more and more aggravated and was taking it out on my bottom. I was kicking my legs as Becky was giving me spank after spank on the very same spot as she heard Claire tell Hayley how a spanking might do her some good. How come I got such a thrashing because Claire and Becky were annoyed with Hayley, I asked myself, and I was hating the brat even more than before. Still, my spanking went on and on and I knew I was gasping ever louder as Becky spanked me harder and harder, and after a while, the chatter stopped although the spanking didn't. I didn't care too much as my bottom was stinging so much but I reckoned Hayley was now just staring at my bottom wondering when the spanking would end, much like I was thinking as my bottom and legs continued to be spanked so severely.
Becky stopped spanking for a moment to pick up the hairbrush and I felt a few light spanks with it.
Hayley asked, "Are you really gonna use that thing on her?"
Claire answered, "What else Hayley, that really is a silly question. Becky told us she was going to spank Laura with the hairbrush, didn't she?"
Hayley said, "I guess, it's just her bottom is so red already, I just wondered, that's all."
Was Hayley feeling sorry for me, I wondered, or being sarcastic? It didn't matter, though, as Becky would decide when she had spanked me enough, and not the brat.
The hairbrush was doing its job as I was gasping and yelping as the hairbrush thrashed down on my bottom and I knew my bottom squirmed on Becky's lap. I got no sympathy from Becky, and it was more her justification for spanking me even harder because if I was crying it meant I was learning, after all. I was really sorry, of course, as I always was when crying my eyes out and I could feel the trails of tears running down my cheeks and dribbling onto the floor and knew my bottom would be so red and sore.
Once the spanking did end, I loved it when Becky was rubbing my bottom and I started to feel much better, still crying huge sobs, but she was so tender as usual. I had even forgotten Claire and Hayley were there until Hayley said in an amazed tone, "She won't be able to sit down for a week."
I was still crying as Claire said, "Really Hayley, you are still stating the obvious? It's a spanking so there must be consequences but at least for that week Laura will remember to be well-behaved, every time she tries to sit down."
"Gee wiz," Hayley said. Was she really feeling sorry for me, I wondered?
Becky said in her loving maternal, after a spanking, tone of voice, "Right, Laura you can get up."
I slid off Becky's lap and immediately started rubbing my bottom and hopping from foot to foot whilst feeling the stinging zoom back and forth right across my bottom. Looking sideways through tear-filled eyes I saw a sympathetic Claire giving me a motherly look but one that said, 'It was a well-deserved spanking, but now you have been disciplined you can start to get over it.' Hayley, on the other hand, was wide-eyed but at least silent, for a change.
Becky pulled me into her and gave me motherly hugs and kisses telling me how she hoped I would learn from my spanking and that she wouldn't have to give me another one for a while. I sniffed back a sorry and a thank you as I kept on rubbing my sore bottom.
Becky said pointedly, "Now don't forget Laura, it's a one-strike day."
"What's that?" asked Hayley.
Becky explained how I got no warnings and just another spanking if I misbehaved.
"Oh," is all Hayley could say.
I was sent off to the bathroom to clean up and when I looked in the mirror I sobbed again as my bottom was just so red. I washed my face and made my way to my bedroom, and I lay on my tummy on my bed for a while rubbing my bottom and getting all aroused again from the spanking and was eager to masturbate but was worried Claire and Hayley were still there. After a few minutes there was a knock on the door and when I called, 'Come in,' I was surprised to see Hayley walk in.