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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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I looked into Jane's eyes, and clearly she was waiting for me to complete the task she had asked of me. With great reticence I pulled the robe from my shoulders and it fell to the floor in a heap around my feet. I was totally naked. More naked than I had felt in my entire life.

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Sharon was sitting there across from her mother, looking at me with a smirk on her face. I wanted to slap her. Hell, I wanted to slap the both of them. Then the strangest thing happened, I pictured myself in a compact, greasy kitchen flipping burgers. (“Will you have fries with that?”) So, I stood there thinking once again about my life insurance policy. As Ben walked across the room and stopped behind me I was aware I was holding my breath, and could feel my heart pounding in my chest. I heard him doing something in the vicinity of my feet and could not resist opening one eye. Ben had gathered up my clothes and was now leaving the room with them. I was confused and more than a little apprehensive. This had not happened before. I walked to my corner. That dreaded blind was wide open again, but I knew I dared not make any attempt to close it. Huddled tightly in the corner my fingers fumbled as I began to undress myself. Despite having some past experience at doing this the task was not any easier. My heart was beating so rapidly I felt faint. I’m not about to let you live under the same roof with my daughter without taking simple precautions,” Victoria said. “Seeing your reaction, it would appear that ‘babysitter’ was the more accurate description after all. Who would guess you’d act like a naughty boy who didn’t get his way after agreeing in writing to be obedient to my designated third party?”

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I followed Jane into the dining room where Ben was seated, silently eating. Normally Ben would always greet me with a welcoming hug and a huge smile. But not today. Yes, I want to deal with the matter know.' Somehow I could not bring myself to mention the word 'punishment'. Anyway, I was sure when she was speaking figuratively when using the term 'punishment'. I am an adult. Adults don't get punished. Certainly not by their mother in law. Please stop', I wailed, 'I'm sorry, I'm sorry!!' My tears flowed freely. My bottom was burning, and I was sure it would be glowing red. I tried to squirm but Jane's arm held me firmly in place. Finish your wine and get ready. I need to get dressed for dinner.' With that Ben departed up the stairs. Kym' I looked up at Jane who had quietly uttered my name. 'You still need to be punished for being late to dinner, however I believe you have been punished enough for one day. When does Michael return from his business trip?

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I just stood there, tears now rolling in a steady steam down my cheeks onto my breasts, dripping off the end of my nipples. I could hear Jane and Ben talking casually in the dining room, as if it was an evening like every other. Time seemed to stand still for me. Do you have any experience with getting warned and/or punished (spankings, timeouts Cornertime Or other things) by your In-Laws or your spouse getting warned and or punished in front of you by your In-Laws? Or your spouse warning or punishing you in front of or within ear shot of your In-Laws. What an idiot', I silently chastised myself, 'What a bloody stupid, stupid idiot'. I was so embarrassed about having to confront my parents in law. What must they think of me? Drunk in a bar and allowing myself to be placed in a position whereby I could have been raped, but for the timely intervention of Ben. Again I groaned at the pain and humiliation.

It wasn’t till the next morning that I realized what deep shit I was in. I’m putting in a second bathroom and have been getting tons of architectural advice from my sister-in-law, and I realized I could forget about asking her about the construction of the open-stud book-shelf-wall, which was her idea in the first place. I said, I guess I better not ask you for any advice on the bathroom. She sat down across from me on the porch. She explained that it had been my tone, so condescending and arrogant–that she had seen my head rising and that I looked down my nose at her and flared my nostrils. What you will do instead is borrow the additional seventeen thousand from me to cash out my daughter.” I did not make the mistake of raising my head again. The motion was a challenge to my stomach, and the brilliant morning light was a dagger in my eye. Victoria and I have never gotten along. As my wife’s mother, she treated me as one of her children when Susan and I married, an insignificant, ill-favored, pitiable child. Now, the sound of her voice was driving needles through my ears and into my brain. “Go away,” I moaned again. Tears were still welling up in my eyes as I showered. I kept shaking my head, trying to comprehend my own stupidity. Once showered and dried I certainly felt better physically. And emotionally I had resolved to do whatever it took to deal with this matter in the eyes of my parents in law. I deeply loved Michael, and knew I had let him down badly. Plus I had the greatest respect for Jane and Ben. They had been great to me, and had welcomed me with open arms as a daughter in law.

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mother watched as my wife told me to lie across the padded cedar chest. I was testy and said I would not Kym, Kym, Kym,' Ben responded, 'You have a choice. It is our way, or deal with Michael directly. Perhaps, on second thoughts, we are being foolish to try and deal with this matter ourselves. You are our son's wife, and he should rightfully sort out matters affecting his marriage.' My wife’s older sister is the strongest in her clan and though we get along great, now and then I bridle. We were at a vacation house recently when she asseverated that golf is not a sport, it’s an activity. I asked her to go through the list of activities, not sports (cards, crosswords, billiards—anything you can smoke while doing) and generally agreed with her but I said firmly that golf is not an activity, it is a demanding sport and when she perseverated, I said, Why don’t we talk about string theory? She got a blank look. Huh? Says I, Well golf is not something you really know anything about, so we might as well discuss your opinion of string theory. In return for Sharon’s room and board, I will deduct an additional seven-hundred-fifty dollars per month from your debt to me. Provided,” she said, raising a finger, “the reports she gives me each month on your industry and deportment are satisfactory.”

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We were very much disgusted when we read in "The Evening World" a letter written by a Brooklyn mother. She says she spanks her daughter-in-law. What kind of a woman is she that would let her her husband"s mother expose and and make her kneel down on the floor and use a rattan on her. It is bad enough to hear about the husband treating his wife that way, but when it comes to the mother-in-law we think it is time to stop. We would be pleased to hear from the daughter- in- law, and let us know how she likes spanking and what the sensation is like . If we daughters-in-law only knew "Brooklyn Mother's" reception day, we might pay her a visit and use the rattan until she had to go to the hospital for a month or two. We advise all daughters-n-law to take the above receipt from.

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Your correspondent signed "Brooklyn" bemoans her fate because her husband exacts explicit obedience from her and disregards her personal comfort by subjugating her to frequent spankings. Yes, "Brooklyn" I own it is very humiliating for a full grown woman to be made to to kneel on the floor and be spanked: but my esperience overtops yours, I think you will admit. I am twenty-eight years old. My husband's love for smoking is only equalled by his love for soanking me. He fell off his wheel and broke his arm a month ago. He then sent for his mother and the day following her arrival she said Robert had instructed her to give me a spanking for a fancied slight to her. Well it was a struggle, but I was finally vanquished, humbled and spanked most unmercifully. Oh, the agony of that spanking! Six years years of revenge uncorked. The screams and twisting, the shame: my ineffectual attempts to cover myself with my hands-all to no purpose. But enough "Brooklyn" does not know what a real spanking is if she has never received one from her husband's mother. REBELLIOUIS You may think of it in those terms if you like. I was thinking more along the lines of a House Mother. She will have authority over you, much as your mother did when you were an obnoxious little boy, and she will live here in this house. Do not expect her to take on the role of wife, she is not your wife and will not take care of you as though she were. You will do the bulk of the work around this place, much as you would have to do if she were not here, so her presence should make little difference in that regard.” I woke up Saturday morning with a pounding and ringing in my head, and the taste of stale whiskey in my mouth. I was slumped on the couch, an empty glass in my hand, an empty Bushmills bottle on the floor and the flatscreen showing snow and hissing at me. I rarely drink to excess, but if I’m going under, what’s the sense in doing it sober? It took me a minute to realize that the pounding and ringing was not just in my head. Someone was at the front door. I knew it was time I went home so decided to go to the toilet, and then round up my friend Colleen who was dancing with some dude on the dance floor. I literally staggered to the toilet, feeling decidedly unwell. On my return, I attempted to locate Colleen. My head was swimming and I felt nauseas. A part of me wanted to run away and hide in embarrassment. But I knew for the sake of my marriage to Michael I had to continue on and face the music.Wife Led Marriage (WLM), Domestic Discipline (DD), Wife Spanks Husband, Secretary Spanks Boss, In Front of Others The blinds were all open, as it was only 6.00pm and still light outside. I walked around the room and closed all the blinds. Damn the consequences, as if by this single act of defiance I was proving to myself I was not just a pawn. I thought Susan and I had a good marriage. Nothing special, but I loved her and we had some fun times. In retrospect, I suppose most of those good times occurred early in our life together, but still, we’d been married for twelve years when she surprised me Friday night as I came in the door. I had been spanked bare bottom over my mothers knees since I was 5 years old and it always made me cry before she stopped punishing me.

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