James' spanking step-mom

[JodyJames]

Originally Posted by bobby

The naughty little bare bottomed boy jumped up and bending low tried to get out between his Mommy and Auntie Joan.

"I DON'T LIKE THE SWITCH!" the little boy cried, and started to dash across Auntie Joan's yard.

Karen grabbed James' arm. as he tried to dash off. "You're not supposed to like it, James. It's a punishment."

Joan said. "My boys knew better than to try and escape a switching, but this is James' first time. Perhaps Sally's idea is best." She took James to Sally. "Sally would you hold James in place so I can show his mother just how to give a proper switching."

Sally took James and settled him into place over her knee not without giving him a swat and telling him to hold still. "It's no use struggling, James. I'll be holding that bare little backside quite still for your mother and Auntie. You're going to get yourself a proper licking." She tucked him under an arm so he couldn't move. "There we go I think you should be able switch him properly now."

"OK Karen try again. A little firmer this time particularly since he was so naughty as to try and escape. You must let James know you're in control.

Karen gave James a stronger "THWITTTT" and this time James howled.

"Very good, but you have to space them closer so that you can get all the strokes in without crossing any." Joan said taking the switch from Karen and giving James two more strokes that neatly landed between her to last ones.

[bobby]

James was now positioned perfectly for a switching.

Sally, who had watched him mother give her little brothers 'sound' switchings on their bottoms (She had been the recipient of several herself including one that had made sitting impossible for two days from her Father) knew how a bare bottom should be presented for a proper switching.

She had lain little James along one of her knees so that his little legs were straddling her thigh. James' upper body was pinned under Sally's arm with his own arms held tightly to his sides.

Sally also knew the trick of pushing up on the toe of her foot that held the little boy, so that his small, bottom, still adorably chubby with baby fat, was raised and slightly splayed for his switching. She knew that in this position each landing of the switch would offer maximum impact for the naughty little boy.

Indeed, James' howls and wails were most satisfactory and told his Mommy and his Auntie Joan that he was recieving an appropriate correction.

5 little pink lines now were visible on little James' fanny and so well placed were they, that there was still lots of room to paint more, especially if his tender little thighs were to be punished as well.

"WAAAAAAH!" James sobbed. "NO MOOOOOREEE! MOMMMMMEEEE! AUNTIE JOAN! I DON'T LIKE IT! WAAAAAAAH! IT HUUURTS!"

With his legs spread by Auntie Sally's knee, the little boy couldn't even kick. All he could in response to his spanking was cry and he cried loudly and he paid the price for his naughtiness.

[JodyJames]

Originally Posted by bobby

5 little pink lines now were visible on little James' fanny and so well placed were they, that there was still lots of room to paint more, especially if his tender little thighs were to be punished as well.

"WAAAAAAH!" James sobbed. "NO MOOOOOREEE! MOMMMMMEEEE! AUNTIE JOAN! I DON'T LIKE IT! WAAAAAAAH! IT HUUURTS!"

With his legs spread by Auntie Sally's knee, the little boy couldn't even kick. All he could in response to his spanking was cry and he cried loudly and he paid the price for his naughtiness.

Joan explained. "Try to keep the lines parallel just like that and closely spaced. Little boys learn a very good lesson from a switch properly applied. The strokes needn't be hard to be felt. The sting is quite intense. You don't want to give them fast either. You want each stroke to be felt. I'm sure little James will be the best behaved boy this afternoon.

Just then a car pulled into Joan's drive. "Oh I nearly forgot, I invited some of the committee over for tea. Sally you help Karen finish. I'll go greet them. Karen, you met everyone except Mrs. Jones who couldn't make it."

While Joan went off. Karen gave James ten more licks finishing down his thighs. They were not as expertly placed as Joan's would have been, but James definitely felt them. She was just helping James off Sally's knee when Joan returned with two of her friends. "Karen you remember Sarah Smith and this is Jane Jones. The little one is James. I'm afraid he was a rather naughty boy and his mother was correcting him."

Karen greeted them and prompted James. "James you remember Mrs. Smith from the parade, don't you? And this is Mrs Jones . ... Hands away from your bottom, James. No rubbing."

[bobby]

James was pretty much beside himself from the entire 'adventure of the switching.' He had felt very helpless pinned under Auntie Sally's arm and laid across her leg like that, his little legs dangling helplessly.

And the switch! It had stung horribly and made the little boy wail and cry. He was still crying as the stinging in his chubby little behind had not abated a bit.

The little boy didn't want anyone to see him especially now and here his Mommy was introducing her to ladies and wanting him to say 'hello!'

James looked up at his step-mother as tears ran down his face. He really wanted to yell at them to go away, but Mommy had the awful switch in her hand and he didn't want to be spanked again.

The little boy rubbed his eyes with balled fists and pulled at his sailor shirt, "Hullo," he said, as sweetly and politely as any Mother could wish. James even gave a little bow as he had been taught to do in kindergarten.

Karen marveled at how on target Joan always was. A good spanking with a switch certainly had made a lovely little gentleman of her naughty little boy.

[JodyJames]

Originally Posted by bobby

The little boy rubbed his eyes with balled fists and pulled at his sailor shirt, "Hullo," he said, as sweetly and politely as any Mother could wish. James even gave a little bow as he had been taught to do in kindergarten.

Karen marveled at how on target Joan always was. A good spanking with a switch certainly had made a lovely little gentleman of her naughty little boy.

Mrs. Smith spoke to Joan. "How adorable he is. Why he looks just like a little cupid if he only had wings. " She added with a laugh. "A naughty little cupid. I see. It looks like he's been spanked again since the parade."

"Oh yes, Joan told her friend. I had to show Karen how to give the little dickens a switching. But I'm sure he'll be on his best behavior now. I know my Tommy was after his bare bottom had been switched."

Then Mrs. Smith had a marvelous idea. "My niece is having her thirteenth birthday party this weekend. She's becoming a teen-ager. It would be wonderful if James could attend the party dressed as Cupid."

Joan thought about it and it sounded marvelous. Little James with a pair of wings and a bow and of course like all pictures of Cupid, he would be wearing nothing else. That would be cute. And of course thirteen year old girls would be just turning old enough to babysit. They should get used to seeing little boys bare. They'd have to bathe them or get them ready for bed. Perhaps even spank them if their parents wanted that.

She'd have to talk to Karen about taking James to the party.

Meanwhile Mrs. Jones had taken James' hand. "Now I missed the parade, can you tell me all about it James." she asked "Why don't you sit on my lap." She said picking the boy up and setting him on her lap. James of course howled as his freshly switched bottom was sat down. She picked him back up. "Oh dear, I guess that wasn't a good idea. Were you a very naughty boy?" She turned James around and looked at his bare bottom. "Oh yes, I see your mommy must have switched you didn't she. My Eddie was always a very good boy after I spanked his bare bottom. Are you going to be a good boy for your mommy? I'm sure you are aren't you, James. It must be hard for her with your daddy away. Does your mommy have to spank you a lot with your daddy away?"

At that point Karen called her son, "James, time to go home. Somebody has some corner time doesn't he?"

Joan quickly walked over to Karen. "Oh don't go now. You must stay for some coffee or tea with everyone. James can stay in a corner in the kitchen and Sally can keep an eye on him."

Karen nodded and just then Sally came out. "Shall I bring the tea and coffee, Ma'am?"

"Yes please, Sally." Joan calls back. "Oh well I guess Sally will be busy. Shall we take James up to the porch for corner time?"

"Well I ..."

"Oh yea that will be perfect, Karen." Joan assures her. She goes over to Mrs Jones and takes James' hand. "Come along James, bare bottom corner time." she said. "To Mrs. Jones she said, "Bare bottom corner time is his mother's rule." Then back to James, "Isn't that right James. A bare bottom helps you think about why your mommy had to take down your pants and spank your naughty bottom. Let's go, James." she says taking his hand.

[bobby]

James had been a very, very good boy while Mrs. Jones was talking to him about the parade, but when she picked the little boy up and sat him in her lap, James wailed and jerked his little bottom up sliding from her knee.

The little boy reached round and rubbed his sore fanny. Then he looked at his Mommy anxiously and dropped his hands at once. Karen smiled, pleased at his quick obedience to the "no rubbing" rule.

Then Mrs. Jones was questioning James about being spanked.

"Are you going to be a good boy for your mommy? I'm sure you are aren't you, James. It must be hard for her with your daddy away. Does your mommy have to spank you a lot with your daddy away?"

James put a finger in his mouth and looked at Mrs. Jones shyly. He snuck quick glances at his Mommy and Auntie Joan who were watching him closely. The little boy took his finger out of his mouth and said politely, "I'm a good boy most of the time. Is that right, Mommy?" James looked at his mother and then said, "Right, Auntie Joan?"

Both women raised their eyes a little, as if to indicate that "most of the time" really meant "sometimes!" but they nodded at the little boy.

James turned back to Mrs. Jones, "But sometimes Mommy and Auntie Joan have to....(James bushed hotly)....take down my pants and underpants and gimme a spanking. My Daddy used to spank me sometimes and he once spanked me wif a little paddle and it hurt a whole lot."

Mrs. Jones clapped her hands with delight over this cunning, innocent little boy prattling away about his spankings.

"Mommy gave me a spanking with that switch," James said impressively pointing at his step-mother, "and didn't it make me howl, though!" he bragged.

"He is the cutest thing," Mrs. Smith said to Joan. "Oh please, Joan. You've got to intervene for me. This little darling has got to be cupid at Sarah Beth's party!"

In a flurry of adult talk, Auntie Joan convinced James' Mommy to stay and have coffee and tea with her friends.

That settled, Joan went over to James and took his small hand in hers. She loved 'taking' the boy by the hand and showing him who was boss.

"Come along James, bare bottom corner time." she said. "To Mrs. Jones she said, "Bare bottom corner time is his mother's rule." Then back to James, "Isn't that right James. A bare bottom helps you think about why your mommy had to take down your pants and spank your naughty bottom."

James looked up at his Auntie Joan, one free hand behind his back, in an effort to cover and/or protect his little bottom, which had already started to mend.

James nodded at his Auntie Joan's question, "Uh huh, Auntie Joan," the little boy said earnestly, "Mommy AND you put me in the corner with my pants down. How come they have to be down?" the little boy asked earnestly, sniffling a little as he was lead away to his punishment.

Joan noticed how docily James went with her, though she knew he was loathe to be put in the corner.

[JodyJames]

Originally Posted by bobby

"Come along James, bare bottom corner time." she said. "To Mrs. Jones she said, "Bare bottom corner time is his mother's rule." Then back to James, "Isn't that right James. A bare bottom helps you think about why your mommy had to take down your pants and spank your naughty bottom."

James nodded at his Auntie Joan's question, "Uh huh, Auntie Joan," the little boy said earnestly, "Mommy AND you put me in the corner with my pants down. How come they have to be down?" the little boy asked earnestly, sniffling a little as he was lead away to his punishment.

Joan noticed how docily James went with her, though she knew he was loathe to be put in the corner.

"James, a bare bottom in the corner is your mommy's rule and it was your Auntie Joan's rule for her boys as well and it's still her rule. It's an important rule, James, and it's part of your punishment. A bare little bottom helps remind you why you're standing in the corner so you'll think about your spanking and remember the rules in the future. And that's the same reason for no rubbing. A stingy bottom keeps little boys' minds on their spanking and not wandering off in daydreams.

James looked at his mother one last time as Joan put him in the corner. She guided him into exactly the spot she wanted him with her hand on his bottom. She could still feel a bit of the heat there. "Now eyes in the corner, James. Your mommy or I will tell you when it's time to get out. No talking and no looking around. You know your mommy will add some spanks to your bare bottom if you don't follow the corner rules, and we don't want to have that happen with all the ladies here, do we?

Actually, Joan was sure such a spanking right in the midst of all her friends would be the hit of the party. Then all of them would begin to talk about how they had spanked their little ones growing up with each trying to top the previous with how strict they'd been.

Guest continued to arrive, coming through the house to the back yard escorted by Sally. Joan had chosen James' spot on the porch where she and Karen could keep an eye on the boy. But it had also been chosen where the arriving guest couldn't help but be greeted by his little bare and obviously spanked bottom. Though the expression "It takes a village to raise a child" wasn't in vogue yet, Joan was familiar with the concept. Joan knew if a little boy thought his misbehavior and punishment would be witnessed by many people, it would lead to much improved behavior to avoid any future spankings.

James' display engendered many comments by the ladies passing. "I see somebody's been a naughty boy." "Well somebody certainly knows how to take care of misbehavior." Sally would briefly explain that James had been switched by his mother.

[bobby]

Facing the corner, little James' eyes filled with tears of shame as he felt the movement behind him. There was the swish of taffeta skirts and wafts of perfume tingled the little boy's nose as Auntie Joan's guests arrived.

James also blushed hotly as the ladies clicked their tongues, giggled, oohed and aahed and commented on the "little darling" in the corner.

One lady, knelt beside James, her hands on her knees. James turned his head a smidgen and then put his eyes right back to the wall, fearful of getting another spanking.

The lady who had knelt down put a gloved hand gently on James' little bare fanny. The small boy gave a little jump of surprise and one hand twitched as James had to stiffle an urge to push the lady's hand away. However, he heard 'someone' clear their throat and he kept his little hands clasped above his bare bottom, and the lady's gloved hand STAYED on his bottom.

"Darling, did mummy give ooh a spank-spank?" the lady spoke to James as if he were three years old and James felt his ears grow hot as a tear ran down his cheek. "Oh! He's crying," the lady said. She took out a tissue and dapped the tear from James' cheek. "I have a little girl just your age, sweetie, and she gets spank-spanks like you, and has to stand in the corner with her sweet little bottom bare too."

"Emily. I didn't know you ever spanked Victoria. She seems like such a little angel," another lady said.

Emily chuckled. Her hand was still on James' fanny. "Oh ho!" she chuckled. "A little angel in company! But at home little Vicky has many trips to Mommy's bedroom for a long session in my lap with my hairbrush. Dress turned up and panties down!" Emily put her cheek next to little James' and said, "And she's a very good girl afterwards, and you'll be a very good little boy for mummy won't you, honey!"

"Answer, James!" Auntie Joan's voice came from somewhere to James' left.

"Yes ma'am," James said, his voice watery with tears.

"He is such a little gentleman," Emily said, straightening up and giving James' hiney a little pat-pat. Why would he ever need a spank-spank?"

The conversation went on and on. Joan was quite aware that fifteen minutes had passed with James still standing in the corner. Joan kept Karen occupied as she watched the little boy. She thought an HOUR in the corner would really test his good behavior and obedience. "He should be able to stand and behave that long," Joan thought. "And if he can't perhaps that little switching hadn't done the job."

A twenty minute session with her hairbrush had enabled both of her boys to stand quite still in the corner for a solid hour!

A lady was saying to Karen, "My husband spanks our Timmy every day when he comes home from work. It's maintenance," Jack says. He takes off his jacket, sits down on our sofa, rolls up his sleeve and calls Timmy up to him. As he takes down our son's pants, he quizzes him about the day and if he thinks Timmy has been fairly good, the boy just gets a good seat warming, but if there's been some mischief, Timmy is sent for Daddy's hairbrush and then doesn't he get it good and proper!"

James fidgited in the corner. Joan saw his unclench his hands and scratch his head. Then he clasped his hands again and started rising up and down on the balls of his feet. Then he gave an audible sigh of boredom.

[JodyJames]

Originally Posted by bobby

James fidgited in the corner. Joan saw his unclench his hands and scratch his head. Then he clasped his hands again and started rising up and down on the balls of his feet. Then he gave an audible sigh of boredom.

Karen looked at her watch. It had been 25 minutes. "Oh dear, I didn't realize it had been so long. I'd better go get James."

Joan said, "Well he did earh two spankings this morning and didn't have corner time at the parade of course." she reminded her friend. Of course James had been bare bottom since the first spanking even if he hadn't been in the corner.

"Yes I guess, still I think only a few minutes more."

Just then Joan said, "OH I want to introduce you to Mary. Her son is in Korea right now too. I'll go in and check with Sally and get James out of the corner."

The introductions were made and Joan went off -- first to talk to Sally and only then ten minutes later did she go to James in the corner. By now every one had arrived and seen James and he wasn't attracting any undue attention.

"OK, James," Joan said, you can get out of the corner now if you're going to me a good boy for Mommy and Auntie Joan. Joan didn't tell him he could pull his pants up because they and his undies were still in Mommy's purse and of course being a proper lady she wouldn't think of looking in there. Beisdes everyone had already seen James bare-bottom, and if he stayed that way for introductions, Joan was sure he'd be a proper little gentleman. He'd know that a swat culd be landed easily or he could be taken right over his auntie's lap for a proper spaanking if needed. Oh yes, he be well behaved.

Somehow with his T-shirt (too short to cover anything) and his shoes and socks on, he seemed even more naked than if he'd been completely bare. It made it obvious that he was not just out for a frolick, but had been subjected to a pants-down -- or in this case completley off -- spanking. That was the type of correction little boys like James seemed to need so ofen.

Joan took his hand and said, "Come along, James. I want to introduce you to everyone. I'm sure you'll remember your manners and your how-do-you-dos."

She walked up to a lady and said, "This is Mrs. Peyser, James."

"Hello, James," the lady said. "How old are you? I have a six-year-old grandson. You look just about his age. And don't be embarassed. I've seen his mother spank him. In fact I've had to spank him a couple of times too." To Joan she added. "He was pulling the cat's tail and annoying her. I had to interrupt my bridge game. I took his pants down for a good spanking while I was dummy."

James looked at the lady and wondered why she called herself dumb.

[bobby]

James had begun to fidgit in the corner. Twenty five minutes was an eternity to an active little boy. Oddly enough, being bare bottomed actually helped James to keep as much control as he had. He did not want to attract any undue attention to himself and so he was as quiet as he could be.

However, James was only a very small boy and soon his control was gone and he began humming to himself so quietly that no one heard him or didn't react if they did.

Just when he felt that he could take it no longer and would HAVE to call out to his Mommy, Auntie Joan took him out of the corner. She felt extremely proud to show off James, not only because he was a handsome little boy, but because he was an example of Maternal Discipline well administered. A naughty little boy was now a little bare boy. Behaving himself without any foolish bravado. Joan smirked a bit thinking that James had jolly well better behave himself, because there was a chair right next to Mrs. Hudson who would, undoubtedly, be quite amused by suddenly having Joan sit next to her with a little bare bottomed boy in her lap howling as he was given a good, old fashioned spanking....right on his little bare FANNY!

Holding James' hand (how else could an active little boy possibly be under control), Auntie Joan said, "Come along, James. I want to introduce you to everyone. I'm sure you'll remember your manners and your how-do-you-dos."

She introduced the little boy to Mrs. Peyser, and after Mrs. Peyser had greeted him and given her little speech about her grandson," James said, "How d'you do, Mrs. Peyser," and gave his charming school bow not at all affected by the way it poked out his little bare fanny.

As James wondered about her use of the word "dummy" Mrs. Peyser swept him into her lap saying, "Oh, my stars, isn't he the most precious little angel."

She actually kissed James and said to Auntie Joan. "He's such a yummy little boy a Mommy hardly knows whether to hug 'im and kiss him to death or to turn him over and spank his little bottom till he can't sit down!" She hugged James again and then put him on his feet with a little pat,pat,pat to his bottom.

"G'ybe Mrs. Peyser," James said politely. "And I don't think you're dumb!"