My name is Mary Catherine, I've been married for less than a week to a wonderful man named Thomas. Tom, as I call him, loves me and has since we first met. Our marriage is a bit rocky already. Not because of him, but because of Sarah, Tom's 14 year old daughter. Her mother died about 5 years ago and she just never recovered. One thing was sure, she didn't like me much either.
Tom, I complained, what should I do? I'm at my wits end. Sarah treats me like I'm an intruder. Well, returned Tom, I've actually given this some thought. Since her mom died she hasn't been the same person and she's been a handful. I guess you will have to figure out a way to get through to her. I know a way, Mary said, but you won't be able to interfere. She reached into her purse and puled out a large oval hairbrush. My mom used to use this on my bottom and it definitely left an impression. And I intend to leave one of my own. Now hold on, began Tom, that's sounds a little bit extreme, don't you think? Can't you just ground her or something?
You were never spanked as a child, were you Tom? No, said Tom cautiously, why do you ask? Because, returned Mary, if you had we wouldn't even be having this conversation. No, continued Mary, it's going to be the brush. I think it's time sarah realizes that her new mom is her to stay. Ok, said Tom defeated, I'll leave you two to work it out. Please don't be too hard on her.
The next afternoon, Sarah came through the door in a huff as usual. Mary decided not to put things off any longer. Sarah, called Mary from the kitchen, come in here. We need to talk. I'm busy, returned Sarah angerly. I didn't ask you if you were busy young lady, returned Mary, seizing Sarah by the arm and dragging her into the kitchen. Now sit down before I spank you. Hey lady, screamed Sarah, who the hell do you think you are? Your new mother, ordered Mary, and you better sit listen to every word I say from now on. If not then I'm going to spank your bare bottom raw!
Youre not my mom, returned Sarah, and you aint spanking me now or ever you phycho. Mary had had enough. She took the brush from her purse and began dragging Sarah into the living room. Sarah saw Mary pull out the brush and her eyes got as big as saucers. She had to be dreaming. There's no way this woman would dare spank her. However, Sarah discovered her mistake when Mary sat down on the couch and pulled Her down across her lap. Lift your hips Sarah, ordered Mary, so I can pull your panties down. No no, please Mary, you can't. SMACK! Mary brought the brush down hard on Sarah's thigh, causing a scream of panic from the girl across her lap. Sarah, lift you hips, ordered Mary for a second time, and from now on its MOM, not Mary. Sarah lifted her hips as she rubbed her thigh. Don't bother, said Mary pulling down Sarah's panties, you're bottom is going to feel a whole lot worse in just a few minutes. No, cried Sarah, I'll tell my daddy! First of all, began Mary adjusting Sarah on her lap, your father agrees with me that you need a spanking. Secondly, you need to learn to obey me and I want you to understand that if you dare go over my head to your dad, I'll not only spank you, I'll also cut a switch and whip you good.
Enough talk, time for your lesson. Now pay attention Sarah, began Mary, this brush used to belong to my mom and she used it on my bottom quite often, and after today, I intend to use it on your bottom as often as possible. Mary laid the brush against the tender cheeks of Sarah's bottom. Lifting the brush high, Mary brought it down with all the force she could muster. CRACK! It sounded like a pistol shot, as Sarah screamed in agony. CRACK! The second one landed just above the first. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK! The licks rained down hard and fast, turning the entire bottom red. Sarah was hysterical by now and put her hand back to block the licks stinging her backside. Mary simply grabbed her wrist and held it at the small of her back. Ass further punishment, Mary began to spank even harder. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK! The licks continued as Sarah howled and kicked and screamed in pain. Mary showed her no mercy and spanked and spanked until her entire bottom was a glowing red from the top of her bottom, all along both sides, and halfway down her thighs. Giving Sarah's bottom a final 10 licks to her sit spots, Mary finally stopped spanking and laid the brush down on the couch beside her.
Sarah just screamed and cried at the infurno in her bottom. It took nearly 10 minutes of Mary rubbing her back and shushing her, to get her to stop crying. Mary lifted her up off her lap and held her in her arms as Sarah cried out years of pain. When she had calmed down enough Mary spoke. Sarah honey, I'm sorry I had to do that, but you had it coming for a long time. If I ever have to spank you again, it'll be just like that every time. Now I want you to promise me you will be good from now on or I can put you back over my knee right now. I promise, Sarah squeaked, please don't spank me again. Ok, returned Mary, another thing is that I expect certain things from you. First and foremost is that you obey me. Also you will call me mom. I know your mommy is gone but I'm here now and I expect you to accept that and act accordingly. No more sass from you or it will be the brush, understand me? Yes ma'am...um... I mean mom. I don't ever want to be spanked with that brush again.
The next evening, Tom came home and had a look on his face that meant he wanted to talk. Mary, he began, Sarah called me today and said you spanked her and made her call you her mom. Oh? Returned Sarah, did she also tell you that I told her I would cut a switch if she tried going over my head to complain to you? Now look Mary- NO! You look, demanded Mary, that girl has a mom now and I'm it. You told me you would stay out of it so don't get in the middle of this. She's testing us and I fully intend to answer her so she understands that she must obey me. Tom, if you get in the middle now, I'm leaving you. That girl needs this more than you know. She's been in pain so long she doesn't know what to do. Now when Sarah gets home, we are both going up to her room and you are going to back me upas I tan her ass. Then you're gonna cut me a switch to whip her with for going behind my back.
Tom was in shock. His beautiful wife had officially taken charge of the house as he hoped she would. But to help spank his daughter? The alternative was one that he didn't want to think about. Sarah got home from school about 4:00. When she walked into the living room, she stopped cold in her tracks. There on the couch, was her daddy and Mary. But what Mary held in her hand was what truly stopped Sarah so suddenly. It was that dreaded hairbrush that had so recently stung her bottom. Sit down, ordered Mary coldly as she stood and towered over Sarah. Sarah sat down so fast the chair slid a few inches. Now, began Mary, you're father is here so you can understand that he can and will not save you from a spanking. I asked you not to go over my head but you didn't listen, did you? Well now you're in big trouble young lady. Tom, ordered Mary, go outside and cut me a switch while I apply the brush to her bottom. I intend to make sure she learns this time. Tom slowly rose and giving his daughter a sad look, went outside to get the switch. Sarah, turned to run for the stairs but Mary was quicker. As she grabbed Sarah's arm and dragged her back to the couch, she screamed and kicked and eventually begged but it did no good. Mary pulled her down over her knees and held her in place. Sarah, she began, what did I tell you would happen if you went over my head to your dad? You'd spank me with a switch, the frightened girl returned. Then why did you do it? You knew what would happen because I told you. I'm sorry, mommy please don't spank me. I won't do it again, I swear. Honey, returned Mary sadly, I wish you hadn't done it in the first place. Now lift your hips so I can pull down your jeans and panties. No mom, please!!!! Begged Sarah, please dont!!! Young lady, lift your hips like I told you. Don't make it worse or I'll spank you every day for a week. Sarah, crying real tears now, lifted her hips and her mom slid her jeans and panties down past her knees. There was no talk this time. Mary began spanking immediately and hard. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK! Sarah screamed and howled as her mom peppered her bottom raw with the brush. In no time at all, her bottom was a blazing red. Mary wanted this lesson to stick so she spanked down one thigh and up the other and continued to spank the inside of her thighs until it was all a mass of splotches and glowed hot. Only then did she stop and lift Sarah and directed her to the corner, where she danced and howled, grabbing her bottom trying to put the fire out.
Tom, sitting on the porch with the switch in hand waited until the spanking was over. He had tears in his eyes listening to his daughter howl in agony. He knew he had to let it play out and he knew there was still a switch for her to face. Tom, Mary called from the living room, bring the switch in here. Tom got up and went inside and handed over the switch and went to their bedroom and shut the door. Mary understood. He couldn't watch this happen. Mary just wanted it over and done with too. Sarah, Mary commanded, come over here and get over the arm of the couch. When Sarah saw the switch, she began crying again. However, she obeyed and draped herself over the chairs arm. Now Sarah, this is for going over my head to your dad. I hope you never do it again. Mary put one hand on Sarah's back and with the other she brought the switch down hard. SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH! Over and over the switch landed on Sarah's already sore bottom leaving a tiny red welt in its place. Sarah just screamed and screamed as the switch drew painful line across her bottom and thighs. Mary switched her bottom until there were criss cross lines everywhere. Sarah was hysterically howling as she had never even heard of such a painful spanking before. Finally it ended but Sarah didn't realize it as the pain was just too much for her to bear. Mary continued to hold her in place as Sarah tried desperately to crawl away from the pain in her bottom. Mary knew it was no use, she had been there before so many years ago. So she held Sarah down as she cried out her pain and learned to cope with her blistered bottom.
Finally, Mary let her up and directed her to the corner and left to fetch some cold cream for her daughters battered backside. Stopping to check on her husband, she told him it was over. Collecting the cold cream, she returned and ordered Sarah back over her knee. Mary applied the cold cream to Sarah's bottom as she talked to her. Sarah, please don't ever make me do that again. Please just be a good girl and behave. I don't like having to punish you but I'm your mom and it's my job whenever you mess up. Now please promise mommy, you'll be good for awhile. I will mommy. Cried Sarah pitifully, I swear I will. No more going to dad either, o.k? Yes mommy, no more going to daddy. Good girl. Now come give mommy a hug.
Tears ran down both girls faces as they hugged each other lovingly. Tom stood in the hallway with tears of his own, knowing his family was finally beginning to heal. He was proud of both the women in his life and was grateful for them.
Sometimes a little pain is needed to heal the hurt. Sometimes it just takes the right person to heal a whole family and bring it closer. Sarah never again felt the switch, but the brush was always on hand when she messed up. She lived, she learned, she grew up. And the brush was passed on yet again to a new mother, to teach and educate young minds and bottoms. Oddly enough, it never once was used to brush someone's hair. How odd is this. Well, even still the brush fitted in nicely to each family it served.
Tom, I complained, what should I do? I'm at my wits end. Sarah treats me like I'm an intruder. Well, returned Tom, I've actually given this some thought. Since her mom died she hasn't been the same person and she's been a handful. I guess you will have to figure out a way to get through to her. I know a way, Mary said, but you won't be able to interfere. She reached into her purse and puled out a large oval hairbrush. My mom used to use this on my bottom and it definitely left an impression. And I intend to leave one of my own. Now hold on, began Tom, that's sounds a little bit extreme, don't you think? Can't you just ground her or something?
You were never spanked as a child, were you Tom? No, said Tom cautiously, why do you ask? Because, returned Mary, if you had we wouldn't even be having this conversation. No, continued Mary, it's going to be the brush. I think it's time sarah realizes that her new mom is her to stay. Ok, said Tom defeated, I'll leave you two to work it out. Please don't be too hard on her.
The next afternoon, Sarah came through the door in a huff as usual. Mary decided not to put things off any longer. Sarah, called Mary from the kitchen, come in here. We need to talk. I'm busy, returned Sarah angerly. I didn't ask you if you were busy young lady, returned Mary, seizing Sarah by the arm and dragging her into the kitchen. Now sit down before I spank you. Hey lady, screamed Sarah, who the hell do you think you are? Your new mother, ordered Mary, and you better sit listen to every word I say from now on. If not then I'm going to spank your bare bottom raw!
Youre not my mom, returned Sarah, and you aint spanking me now or ever you phycho. Mary had had enough. She took the brush from her purse and began dragging Sarah into the living room. Sarah saw Mary pull out the brush and her eyes got as big as saucers. She had to be dreaming. There's no way this woman would dare spank her. However, Sarah discovered her mistake when Mary sat down on the couch and pulled Her down across her lap. Lift your hips Sarah, ordered Mary, so I can pull your panties down. No no, please Mary, you can't. SMACK! Mary brought the brush down hard on Sarah's thigh, causing a scream of panic from the girl across her lap. Sarah, lift you hips, ordered Mary for a second time, and from now on its MOM, not Mary. Sarah lifted her hips as she rubbed her thigh. Don't bother, said Mary pulling down Sarah's panties, you're bottom is going to feel a whole lot worse in just a few minutes. No, cried Sarah, I'll tell my daddy! First of all, began Mary adjusting Sarah on her lap, your father agrees with me that you need a spanking. Secondly, you need to learn to obey me and I want you to understand that if you dare go over my head to your dad, I'll not only spank you, I'll also cut a switch and whip you good.
Enough talk, time for your lesson. Now pay attention Sarah, began Mary, this brush used to belong to my mom and she used it on my bottom quite often, and after today, I intend to use it on your bottom as often as possible. Mary laid the brush against the tender cheeks of Sarah's bottom. Lifting the brush high, Mary brought it down with all the force she could muster. CRACK! It sounded like a pistol shot, as Sarah screamed in agony. CRACK! The second one landed just above the first. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK! The licks rained down hard and fast, turning the entire bottom red. Sarah was hysterical by now and put her hand back to block the licks stinging her backside. Mary simply grabbed her wrist and held it at the small of her back. Ass further punishment, Mary began to spank even harder. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK! The licks continued as Sarah howled and kicked and screamed in pain. Mary showed her no mercy and spanked and spanked until her entire bottom was a glowing red from the top of her bottom, all along both sides, and halfway down her thighs. Giving Sarah's bottom a final 10 licks to her sit spots, Mary finally stopped spanking and laid the brush down on the couch beside her.
Sarah just screamed and cried at the infurno in her bottom. It took nearly 10 minutes of Mary rubbing her back and shushing her, to get her to stop crying. Mary lifted her up off her lap and held her in her arms as Sarah cried out years of pain. When she had calmed down enough Mary spoke. Sarah honey, I'm sorry I had to do that, but you had it coming for a long time. If I ever have to spank you again, it'll be just like that every time. Now I want you to promise me you will be good from now on or I can put you back over my knee right now. I promise, Sarah squeaked, please don't spank me again. Ok, returned Mary, another thing is that I expect certain things from you. First and foremost is that you obey me. Also you will call me mom. I know your mommy is gone but I'm here now and I expect you to accept that and act accordingly. No more sass from you or it will be the brush, understand me? Yes ma'am...um... I mean mom. I don't ever want to be spanked with that brush again.
The next evening, Tom came home and had a look on his face that meant he wanted to talk. Mary, he began, Sarah called me today and said you spanked her and made her call you her mom. Oh? Returned Sarah, did she also tell you that I told her I would cut a switch if she tried going over my head to complain to you? Now look Mary- NO! You look, demanded Mary, that girl has a mom now and I'm it. You told me you would stay out of it so don't get in the middle of this. She's testing us and I fully intend to answer her so she understands that she must obey me. Tom, if you get in the middle now, I'm leaving you. That girl needs this more than you know. She's been in pain so long she doesn't know what to do. Now when Sarah gets home, we are both going up to her room and you are going to back me upas I tan her ass. Then you're gonna cut me a switch to whip her with for going behind my back.
Tom was in shock. His beautiful wife had officially taken charge of the house as he hoped she would. But to help spank his daughter? The alternative was one that he didn't want to think about. Sarah got home from school about 4:00. When she walked into the living room, she stopped cold in her tracks. There on the couch, was her daddy and Mary. But what Mary held in her hand was what truly stopped Sarah so suddenly. It was that dreaded hairbrush that had so recently stung her bottom. Sit down, ordered Mary coldly as she stood and towered over Sarah. Sarah sat down so fast the chair slid a few inches. Now, began Mary, you're father is here so you can understand that he can and will not save you from a spanking. I asked you not to go over my head but you didn't listen, did you? Well now you're in big trouble young lady. Tom, ordered Mary, go outside and cut me a switch while I apply the brush to her bottom. I intend to make sure she learns this time. Tom slowly rose and giving his daughter a sad look, went outside to get the switch. Sarah, turned to run for the stairs but Mary was quicker. As she grabbed Sarah's arm and dragged her back to the couch, she screamed and kicked and eventually begged but it did no good. Mary pulled her down over her knees and held her in place. Sarah, she began, what did I tell you would happen if you went over my head to your dad? You'd spank me with a switch, the frightened girl returned. Then why did you do it? You knew what would happen because I told you. I'm sorry, mommy please don't spank me. I won't do it again, I swear. Honey, returned Mary sadly, I wish you hadn't done it in the first place. Now lift your hips so I can pull down your jeans and panties. No mom, please!!!! Begged Sarah, please dont!!! Young lady, lift your hips like I told you. Don't make it worse or I'll spank you every day for a week. Sarah, crying real tears now, lifted her hips and her mom slid her jeans and panties down past her knees. There was no talk this time. Mary began spanking immediately and hard. CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK CRACK! Sarah screamed and howled as her mom peppered her bottom raw with the brush. In no time at all, her bottom was a blazing red. Mary wanted this lesson to stick so she spanked down one thigh and up the other and continued to spank the inside of her thighs until it was all a mass of splotches and glowed hot. Only then did she stop and lift Sarah and directed her to the corner, where she danced and howled, grabbing her bottom trying to put the fire out.
Tom, sitting on the porch with the switch in hand waited until the spanking was over. He had tears in his eyes listening to his daughter howl in agony. He knew he had to let it play out and he knew there was still a switch for her to face. Tom, Mary called from the living room, bring the switch in here. Tom got up and went inside and handed over the switch and went to their bedroom and shut the door. Mary understood. He couldn't watch this happen. Mary just wanted it over and done with too. Sarah, Mary commanded, come over here and get over the arm of the couch. When Sarah saw the switch, she began crying again. However, she obeyed and draped herself over the chairs arm. Now Sarah, this is for going over my head to your dad. I hope you never do it again. Mary put one hand on Sarah's back and with the other she brought the switch down hard. SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH! Over and over the switch landed on Sarah's already sore bottom leaving a tiny red welt in its place. Sarah just screamed and screamed as the switch drew painful line across her bottom and thighs. Mary switched her bottom until there were criss cross lines everywhere. Sarah was hysterically howling as she had never even heard of such a painful spanking before. Finally it ended but Sarah didn't realize it as the pain was just too much for her to bear. Mary continued to hold her in place as Sarah tried desperately to crawl away from the pain in her bottom. Mary knew it was no use, she had been there before so many years ago. So she held Sarah down as she cried out her pain and learned to cope with her blistered bottom.
Finally, Mary let her up and directed her to the corner and left to fetch some cold cream for her daughters battered backside. Stopping to check on her husband, she told him it was over. Collecting the cold cream, she returned and ordered Sarah back over her knee. Mary applied the cold cream to Sarah's bottom as she talked to her. Sarah, please don't ever make me do that again. Please just be a good girl and behave. I don't like having to punish you but I'm your mom and it's my job whenever you mess up. Now please promise mommy, you'll be good for awhile. I will mommy. Cried Sarah pitifully, I swear I will. No more going to dad either, o.k? Yes mommy, no more going to daddy. Good girl. Now come give mommy a hug.
Tears ran down both girls faces as they hugged each other lovingly. Tom stood in the hallway with tears of his own, knowing his family was finally beginning to heal. He was proud of both the women in his life and was grateful for them.
Sometimes a little pain is needed to heal the hurt. Sometimes it just takes the right person to heal a whole family and bring it closer. Sarah never again felt the switch, but the brush was always on hand when she messed up. She lived, she learned, she grew up. And the brush was passed on yet again to a new mother, to teach and educate young minds and bottoms. Oddly enough, it never once was used to brush someone's hair. How odd is this. Well, even still the brush fitted in nicely to each family it served.