Spanking my Wife's Aunt: Linda’s aunt needs a spanking for a serious mistake she had made in the past (Spanking the Family)

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Yes Aunt Christine." I replied. The rest of the trip to my new home was spent in silence. We pulled into the driveway of a nice 2-story white house. It seemed pretty standard to me. I followed her in. After that I didn't dare say another word, and Monsieur Henri and his staff busily went to work on me. Mrs. Fairchild was also having her hair and nails done, and I watched from my chair as the manicurist shaped the Landlady's fingernails into long talons and painted them a deep lavender. I looked down at my own nails, that had now been polished a coral pink as Monsieur Henri worked on my dye-job and permanent. Soon my hair was being tightly rolled and I joined the Landlady under a large hairdryer. She smiled smugly at me and reached over, tracing a line down my arm with her freshly polished index finger.

I'm not really sure what to do about it or who to talk to. I obviously can't talk to my mom. And my friends would be weirded out by it I think, it's too embarassing anyway. Don't you just love your new pink nails darling? And your hair is going to be so adorable, hmmmmmm don't you think?” Her finger reached up to my mouth and traced my lips, I could smell the nailpolish as she parted my lips with her finger and touched the tip of my tongue. I looked at the uniform, at all the buttons on it. I couldn't bring myself to say yes. I just cried. I was embarrassed when my mother unbuttoned me jeans and pulled them and my underpants down to my ankles and told me to bend over kneesI have a feeling, Mt Mather, that you will be asking for more of these before we have finished. But let’s see…’ Thank you for the new dress Auntie, Auntie Dear.” This didn't satisfy her, and she moved one hand around to my a-s, patting it gently, bringing her lips close to my ear.

Get your purse, let's go sweetheart.” She grabbed my free hand firmly and starting walking toward the front door of the house. I froze in terror. Daddy was out of arguments. My Aunt had an extra room, my brother would stay with Uncle Harold. I claimed I should be the one to stay with Uncle Harold, but they believed my brother should because he was older and could get along without Mom.

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That's too early! At home I get to stay up until midnight!" "This isn't home with your parents. You will abide by my rules now." "And if I don't?"