Spanking with tears: Stepmother spanks naughty stepdaughter
Summary:
Luisa’s stepmother finds out that the 18-year-old has been skipping school. As punishment, she puts the young woman over her knee and spanks her bare bottom. Until the tears flow.
Skipping school: Arrogant brat is ordered into the living room
I had suspected for days that she wasn’t at school. That little brat really thought she could just duck out and no one would notice.
Her looks, the smug smile she always gave me when she saw me – it was only a matter of time before she overdid it. Today was that moment.
I was standing in the living room when I heard the door slam shut behind her. She didn’t even have the courtesy to announce herself. No “hello”, no “how was your day?”
Instead, she stormed off towards her room as if she’d saved the world. Or done something productive. The arrogant girl would soon learn that there were consequences.
“Luisa!” My voice sounded harsher than I was used to. But it had to be.
She stopped, turned around reluctantly and crossed her arms in front of her chest. Her bangs fell over her forehead and she looked at me as if I was the problem, not her.
“What is it?” Her tone was sharp, bitchy. Not a good idea in her position.
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“Sit down.” I pointed to the sofa. She hesitated, but finally sat down, rolled her eyes and crossed her legs.
I scrutinized her. Those tight jeans emphasized every curve of her youthful body. Really handsome. But they wouldn’t help him now either.
Young woman confronted by stepmother and put over her knee
“I spoke to your teacher,” I began. Luisa’s eyes widened slightly and I could feel her getting restless. “Apparently you’ve been skipping school for the last two days. Can you explain that to me?”
She shrugged, but the nervousness in her eyes gave her away. “I didn’t feel like it, okay?”
That answer was the last straw. Without another word, I grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her towards me.
“You think you can do whatever you want, don’t you? But today you’re going to learn otherwise.”
Before she could react, I threw her over my knee. Her surprised cry echoed through the room. She tried to scramble to her feet, but I held her down.
“What the hell are you doing?” She kept trying to squirm, but I gave her no leeway. My hand was firmly on her waist, holding her in place.
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“Hold still,” I hissed and slowly slid her jeans down. The tight pants slid down her thighs, revealing her flawless skin and the tiny, lace-trimmed panties that were lost in the curves of her ass.
She strained, half-turning to protest.
“Don’t do that! You can’t do this!” Her voice was trembling now, sounding less defiant and more panicked.
“Oh, I very well can,” I said as I grabbed her panties.
Luisa kicked her feet, desperately trying to resist. “Please don’t!” But her pleas bounced off me.
I slowly pulled the delicate fabric down until it dangled around her thighs. Her bare bottom, round and firm, now lay before me.
Ass punishment: Stroking bare bottom and spanking hard
I took my time. My hand stroked her delicate skin. I could feel the warmth and tension underneath. Her lower body twitched slightly when I squeezed her buttocks a little. She was still wriggling, trying to squirm out of my grip, but she was helplessly at my mercy.
“You will learn to behave yourself. And to stick to the rules. And certainly not skip any more lessons!” I said and stroked her bottom again. Then I raised my hand.
The first smack echoed loudly through the room and I felt her body flinch. Her buttocks bounced under my hand as if I had made her dance with it.
She gasped, too surprised to scream. But I didn’t give her time to collect herself either. My hand slammed down again, harder this time.
“Ow, stop it!” She kicked her legs, desperately trying to get her hands behind her to protect herself. But I grabbed her wrist, pressed it against her back and held her down.
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Her bare buttocks bounced again and again with each stroke. So beautiful! Her protests weakened and her skin slowly turned pink.
“Did you really think you’d get away with it? Never. And. Ever!” My palm whizzed across her bottom, over and over again.
Her skin quivered under each blow and I saw the first tears welling up in her eyes.
“I’m sorry! Please, I’ll never do it again!” She was sobbing now, but I wasn’t done yet.
As she began to cry in earnest, I reached for the hairbrush. The smooth wood felt cool in my hand. Luisa’s backside, on the other hand, was about to burst into flames.
I lifted the brush and brought it down on her bottom with full force.
There was a loud smack, followed by a strangled scream. Her legs flew into the air and she wriggled wildly on my lap, but I held her tight. The brush slapped her bare skin again, louder, harder.
Spanking with tears: Hard punishment with a hairbrush
“Aaaah! Please, please, I can’t take any more!” Her screams turned into desperate crying.
Her tears ran down her face and her nose was red. But I didn’t stop. Not yet!
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Her buttocks twitched and bounced with every stroke. They were getting redder and redder and even from a short distance away I could feel the glow.
I continued to spank her, feeling my own body burning under the strain, but I didn’t let on.
As if that wasn’t enough, my arousal increased with every stroke. I kept up my facade though.
I was the strict mother who meted out ruthless justice. Even though her wriggling, taut buttocks fueled my fantasies, she wasn’t allowed to know about it.
When she finally only whimpered softly, I put the brush aside. Her skin was flaming red and I could feel the heat radiating from her bottom. Luisa was sobbing. Exhausted, she lay over my knee, her hair wildly disheveled, her cheeks wet with tears.
I slowly lifted her onto my lap. She trembled, buried her face in my shoulder and I held her tightly.
“Shh… it’s all right. It’s over,” I whispered as I stroked her back. She was still crying like a little girl, her trembling hands clutching my shirt.
Her warm tears ran down my skin and I held her close to me. My fingers slid soothingly over her back.
“I… I’m sorry,” she finally stammered. I rocked her back and forth, feeling her calm down, even though her bottom was still on fire. She had deserved it. She had needed it. So she had gotten it!
She didn’t know how hard it was for me to keep my own pulse under control. The thought of her naked skin, her body on my lap… it was almost too much. But I controlled myself. I couldn’t let her know how much I had enjoyed it.
“Shh… it’s all good,” I whispered and hugged her even tighter to me when she finally stopped crying. A crowning finale.
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