Family Tradition Pt. 03 - Sex Stories

Family Tradition Pt. 03

On Sunday morning, I prepared a simple breakfast and noticed that my mother sat down to eat with great care. I did the same as my bottom still bore the marks from yesterday. I had taken great pleasure inspecting the damage in the shower earlier.

When we were all gathered my husband asked my mother, "Do you have your journal for me to read?"

"Yes, here it is, I hope it meets with your approval."

David opened the book and read its contents out loud, much to my mother's embarrassment.

"For the first time in many years, I am sitting on a very sore bottom. I was secured to the spanking bench and given fourteen strokes of the cane. It was very hard to take, and I tried not to shout out. Now I am starting to feel the lovely tingle that follows punishment. I hope it will not be too long before I bare my bottom again. It was very exciting watching Olivia being punished; I think she will become a devoted spanker."

David closed the book. "You are a very naughty woman."

After breakfast I drove my mother home, we arranged to go for lunch the next day and I chose to revisit the restaurant we went to on Friday. I did not tell my mother, but I hoped the same waitress was going to be there. I sensed she had more than a passing interest in spanking by the way she hung around our table, although I was not sure why I wanted to see her again or what would come out of any meeting.

The rest of Sunday was spent clearing the house. We managed to achieve nearly as much in one day ...

... as I had in the previous week. David went off to work on Monday and I met my mother for lunch. As I entered the restaurant, I noticed the waitress was there and she gave me a warm smile of greeting. My mother arrived in a taxi, and we soon ordered light snacks. Inevitably the conversation turned to spanking, we both agreed the weekend had been exciting and that we should repeat it if possible.

I then asked, "So tell me more about how you got into spanking, it is a strange thing to enjoy?"

Mother then went on to describe her interest. It started in the sixth form at boarding school.

Schools in her day were very different places. Her school believed in corporal punishment. At any one time, there were usually two or three members of the stripy bottom club in any class. Stripy bottoms were subject to close inspection in the showers or the dormitories in the evenings. My mother ended her reminiscences with.

"Of course, if you have a close friend, she would apply cold cream to your bottom and kiss everything better."

"Did you have such a friend?"

"Yes, Rachel Smith was my best friend and for a time my lover."

This shocked me to the core. "Your lover?"

"Please remember we were adults with no release for our sexual energy, what did you expect? When I left school, I met your father and he took over punishment duties and of course the aftercare."

"Did you ever spank Daddy?" Again, here was another sentence I never thought I would utter.

"Sometimes, mostly ...