The Spanking she Never Got

Continued from: Mechanics of the Sims

This story is dedicated to the alluring and amazing Strict Miss Julie. Strict Julie Spanks

A pen-pal, a fellow kinkster, fellow Canadian, possibly even a friend? This is for you Ma'am! The spanking you never got! 

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It was Sunday dinner at Julie's parent's home. A tradition that seems less and less prevalent these days. People are either too busy, teens too petulant and emo, or perhaps the pandemic destroyed what remained of an extended family dinner? Nevertheless, in Julie's family they make strides to keep this cherished tradition alive. 

Most of the family sporadically arrived around mid-afternoon. David and the men shared some local craft beers with strange names and hipster flavours, talking about when the snow is expected to arrive. Julie's younger sister Nancy and her husband had even brought their teen boys, aged 18 and 19, who were most likely hidden away in some dark nook, texting their girlfriends. Sue was present, Julie's older sister. She was done up to the nines as usual but in a casual sense, with leatherette yoga pants that accentuated her long legs and she wore UGG boots. 

Last but not least, we had the warm and caring matriarch and patriarch of this family, who welcome their home every Sunday, for anyone in the family who can make it for dinner.

It was a lovely setting. 

Lovely, until talk of school strikes turned into talk of resurging mask mandates, and before long, Julie was now preaching to the table, her thoughts on U.S. politics.

Her Dad somewhat glared at her, and tried to laugh-off the awkwardness that had just consumed the dinner table. Her Mom, sitting directly beside her, put a caring hand on her thigh and gave her a pat.

"That's enough sweetheart. No one here wants to hear about Biden".

Sue even tried to intervene at one point, motioning for her to dial it down a bit. 

Dad and David both looked at each other. A telling look, before David quickly intervened...

"Julie, may I speak to you over here for a moment please?"

"Uh-oh, someone's in trouble", Sue teased. Sue was well aware that Julie and David enjoyed a relationship where actions had consequences, strict ones!

Nancy’s boys glanced in the direction of the escalating drama but carried on with their meals. Nancy and her husband just murmured under their breath.

David whispered to Julie after they had both stood and removed themselves from the table.  

"What did I say was going to happen to you if you brought up politics at the dinner table again!?"

Julie put her fingers in her ears like a child, which shocked everyone and resulted in a few giggles from the boys. 

"You know I'm right about Biden!" Julie exclaimed, with her fingers still in her ears and just about stomping a foot. 

Julie was snapped from her tantrum-like state when David used a certain tone and glare with her, asking her to join him in the kitchen for a moment. 

"I told you that you'd be spanked right at the dinner table if you brought up politics again. Get back in there and apologize to your parents before it actually happens!"

Julie felt his words deep in her stomach, now realizing that he wasn't kidding. 

"Like spanked right in front of everyone?" Julie squeaked out, now positively scolded and submissive. 

"Yes, now go apologize to your parents", David warned. 

As Julie shuffled back into the dining room and was about to take her seat, the most shocking of words escaped her Dad's lips. Her stomach sank, there were a few audible gasps from the table and the clanking of a fork being dropped against a plate rang out. 

"Don't sit down Julie, you're getting a spanking right here and now!”

"Daddy...wait, what! No! I'm sorry, I won't talk abou…”

Julie's pleas were interrupted by none other than her Mom! Of all people! Who chimed in with a sharp toned:

"You heard your father Julie!”

David was about to pull his chair out to stand, assuming he had to step up and do his husbandly duty, right here and now. 

Julie's Dad stood and took her by the bicep instead. He turned to David to speak, 

"I'll handle this one Son".

Julie's voice had turned to a deep, panicked tone, as her father pulled her across his knee, right in the dining room. Almost like a guttural wheeze, stuck in a loop, she just kept repeating: 

"Daddy NO!" 

The rest of the family, even Sue, were horrified over what was now transpiring. David leaned to the side to coach Julie's Dad, reminding him to teach her a good lesson. 

No one spoke, some continued eating, everyone was slightly embarrassed, but not nearly to the level of Julie, who was over her Daddy's knee being spanked in front of everyone. His firm hand made a dull *pop *pop *pop against her pants, as the spanking continued. 

Much to everyone's continued shock, Julie's Mom stood and like a conductor, began to orchestrate how this would all be carried out. When Julie began to kick her legs and feet, struggling over her Daddy's lap, her Mom just pulled her pants right off and set them aside. 

The red-faced and sheepish boys, now with a direct view of their Auntie's panties, tried to keep their heads down and pretend to eat. 

Julie's Mom even elicited the help of an assistant, to aid in her errant daughter's spanking and humiliation. 

"Sue, go into the kitchen and get the wooden spoon!"

Wrapped up in the moment and fearing she could be next, Sue scurried into the kitchen to obey her mother. 

Julie's Mom turned back to the action, still giving orders like a General, now armed with the dreaded wooden spoon. 

"Get those panties off her". Her Mom now directing her Dad. 

Julie's Dad paused the spanking for a brief moment, long enough to slip his thumbs into the delicate waistline of her feminine panties, and strip them right down and off her socked-feet. 

Sue turned the wooden spoon over to her Mom, before quietly taking her seat and giving Nancy a shocked look, combined with a giggle. Their sister Julie was really getting a good hiding!

David watched on as the wooden spoon rained down on his wife's bare bottom, making her shriek and squeal apologies out loud as she winced. 

Daddy finished her off with more of his hand, before rubbing and soothing her burning bare bum. 

"Now you may apologize to everyone young lady", her father said, her pants and panties no where in sight and vision blurred from her tears. 

"Face the table with your hands on your head". David assisted in saying, as he now took over from Dad. He was intending on quarterbacking the rest of Julie's punishment, to ensure she had learned her lesson. 

Julie, dreadfully aware that she was still in her socks and nothing else from the waist down, faced the table and put her hands on her head as instructed. Her breath was still hitching from the sobbing and the tears streaming down her face, outweighed the embarrassment of having her shaved little mound on display to the whole table. The boys tried to leer out of the corners of their eyes but Nancy soon snapped their eyes back to their plates. 

"I'm sorry...I promise I'll never do that again."

This was as all that Julie could blubber out, before lowering her face to the floor. 

"Into the corner young lady. You will remain in this position until we have all finished up with dessert", David ordered. 

Julie, relived to no longer be facing her bare pussy toward the family, scurried over to a location David was pointing to and rested her nose against the wall. She could feel the effects of her humiliation begin to betray her tender petals. She kept her legs tight together and squeezed her thighs, as not to reveal any further shame.

Despite the unexpected and shocking dinner entertainment, Julie's Mom got the dinner back on track with dessert. The boys would occasionally glance at their Auntie's red, bare bottom in the corner, and would no doubt be fantasizing about it later and for weeks to follow.

Twenty minutes must have passed when Julie, in her shamed and meditative state, began to hear the clanking of plates and forks being tidied up, as family members began to file out of the dining room. Would this mean her punishment had concluded?

"You may sit at the "kid’s table" and have your dessert Julie, bare bottomed. Then start the dishes please". David said in a firm tone. Her pants and panties still nowhere in sight. 

"I'll be joining the adults in the living room to explain and smooth over what happened tonight and I'll be back to speak with you in a moment".

"Arrrgh! He had to say the adults!! Julie thought to herself", her humiliation sickening her stomach and electrifying her pussy once again. 

David dimmed the lights of the dining room and left Julie alone, sitting on a very sore bare bottom, trying to enjoy a small bowl of Ambrosia Salad. She used her spoon to play with the coloured, mini marshmallows in the salad, the sight of those only made her feel more childish and little.

David approached as Julie was now at the sink. He admired her plump, juicy bottom and skinny waist. Some angry little hickeys from the wooden spoon still remained, along with a glowing redness. 

"May I have my pants and underwear back Sir?" 

Julie meekly asked her husband. 

This was permitted and once dressed, David turned Julie toward him and cupped her chin in his hand. 

"Look at me. Never again Julie! You now see we don't care who is in the room. You'll get Daddy's belt right across your bare bum in front of everyone, if this happens again". 

David issued these daunting words of warning. Julie only heard parts of it, as she swooned when she heard "Daddy's belt". 

"I'm sorry Sir, I'll be a good girl from now on".

David just sighed and pulled her in for a hug. He didn't agree or disagree with what Julie just said, he just thought to himself that he'll believe it when he sees it. 

xoxo

Continued in: Train the Trainer