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This is the first time I have submitted a story. If all goes well, I
have more chapters written and will forward them. Any help you may offer
will be appeciated as to constructive criticism and clues on
how to improve the next chapters.
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this story be sold without the explicit permission of the author.
IRENE by Matt H. Spank/M/F/f/inc?
This is a story of a young girl who had gotten out of hand. Her Dad
decided that he would bring her back into the fold of a more happy and
pleasant nature. There are things here of an adult nature and unless
you are of age, stop now and leave. There are severe spankings and if
you do not like spankings, now is the time to leave. In general, it is
an easy going type of story and will have more chapters soon.
Irene
By Matt H.
I had just returned from a long trip around the country. My job had been
to get all the field offices organized to the new systems. The company
had been restructured to meet the demand for our products, which were
various items of medical supplies and literature. The new systems were
quite a bit different than the old ones, and I had to set them all up.
I had been away from home most of the time, only getting home on some
occasional weekends. Those were primarily spent resting up. The job was
demanding and I spent many hours at each office. Since I had designed the
new system, I got the job of installing it in all the offices. I had
spent the last weekend catching up on my sleep and doing some recaps for
the report I had to make.
When I had gone into work today I found out that since I had done the job
so well and efficently, I had been promoted to a vice presidency in
charge of all the field offices and I now had a nice big office of my
own, a secretary, and to top it off, a very nice raise in salary. In the
package was the realization that I would not have to make any more of
those field trips, that I had an assistant to train to take that over.
So I was feeling great and when I got home I told my wife, Ellen, all
about it. She was thrilled and very happy I would be home every night and
be able to have a normal family life again. I told her that the few trips
I had made home, I had been so exhausted that I didn't really have time
to make a real check on Irene, our daughter, but it seemed to me she had
been rather flip with both of us, and I didn't like that at all. I asked
Ellen what was going on.
"Well, Bill, since you were away so much she started to act up some and
sort of sprout her wings. I guess I spoiled her because she was my only
daughter and I wanted her to be happy and I let her get away with too
much. So, she has been sassy and thinks she is old enough to run her own
life now. I've tried to straighten her out, but she won't pay attention
to what I tell her. I'm glad you are home and can take over that problem.
On her last report card she got three `D's and when I told her she had to
do better she just laughed and said that was good enough to pass. Maybe
you can talk some sense into her."
"Ellen, I will do more than talk. It sounds like she needs a very severe
spanking to wake her up. I hate to do that, but sometimes it's the only
thing they understand. I will try to talk to her first, but if I get any
lip or sass from her, it's over my knee she'll go. She will get a real
hard spanking on her bare bottom and it will be one she won't soon forget.
I know girls don't like to have anyone see their private parts and she
would rather have it on her panties, but this has gone too far and needs
some drastic measures. Losing her modesty will actually be part of the
punishment as well as hurting more. Don't say anything to her, let me do
the talking. I will lay it on the line and we'll see what happens."
Ellen told me dinner would be on the table in a couple more minutes. I
asked her where Irene was and she replied she didn't know, just out. I
went in the front room and sat down to plan what I was going to say and
do later. When Ellen said dinner was ready, I went into the dining room
and sat down. Just then Irene came swinging in the door and came over and
sat down. I asked her where she had been and she replied, "Oh, here and
there with some friends. We were just hanging out talking about things."
As we started to eat, I told her that after dinner she and I were going
to have a serious talk about her behavior, that I had some changes in
mind that I wished to discuss with her. She flippently told me that
everything was just fine the way it was. I glared at her and told her I
didn't want any back sass and she had better straighten out quick. She
just ignored me and went on eating. When dinner was done, I told her it
was time for our talk and to come with me. She told me she didn't have
time, she was going out again, maybe we would do it later. I reached
over and grabbed her arm and said, "Young lady, when I say come now, I
mean now, not later. I think you have a rather rude awakening coming."
I pulled her into the front room and pushed her down into a chair across
from my favorite recliner.
"Irene, things are going to change around here. From now on you will be
civil and obedient to your mother and me or else. I have a new position
and from now on there will be no more road trips. I will be home every
night and I intend to see that you clean up your act. As for going to see
your friends tonight, forget it. I found out you got three `D's on the
report card and that is unacceptable. I do not like the way you talk to
your mother and I, and that will stop. As of now, you are on restriction
and will come straight home from school and start on the homework. There
will be no going out, including weekends, until I see a good report card
come home. You are a bright young girl and there's no reason you shouldn't
be on the honor roll. When that happens, you may resume going out under
certain rules which we will discuss later. Is that understood?"
Her face was drawn up in shock. "Daddy, you can't do that to me. I am a
grown up girl and can do what I want to. Mom has always let me do what I
want and I intend to keep on doing them."
I said, "Irene, go up to our room and bring the hair brush on your mothers
dressing table. I want to show you something. And do it now!"
She started to say something and thought better of it. She got up and
went upstairs and came back with the brush and handed it to me. I showed
her the bristle side and told her, "Irene, this is a hair brush, and these
bristles are designed to straighten out the hair and get rid of all of
the tangles. When used properly and often, they make the hair shiny and
neat. Now this side," I said as I turned it over, "Is thought by many
people to be just what holds the bristles in place and look pretty on
the dressing table. But there are many people like me that think it was
also designed to be applied to the bottom of children who get out of hand.
I intend to use it like that any time you get out of hand. You will get
a bare bottom spanking each time you don't obey orders, you will get a
spanking each time you sass back or give flip answers, and you will get
a very severe spanking once a week for each `D' you get until the next
report card comes out. That means if you bring home three `D's, you will
get three spankings a week and they will be very hard spankings. Now do
you get the picture?"
There was a look of horror on her face. "Daddy, you can't do that, I am
too old to spank and on the bare bottom is out of the question. I won't
let you do that to me. It is much too embarrassing for me. I will ask Mom
and she will tell you to forget that sort of thing. You will have to find
some other way."
I told her, "Irene, you have just earned your first spanking and it is
going to be one you won't forget. Come over here and take off your jeans
and your panties and get over my lap right now!"
She stood up and started to cry, saying, "No, you just can't do that to
me, I'm too old for that."
I grabbed her arm and pulled her over to me, undid the zipper and pulled
down the jeans and then her panties, fighting her all the way. I bent
her over my knees, my right leg holding her legs in place so she could
not kick. I picked up the hair brush and began to give her bottom a very
hard spanking. At first she just wiggled and hollered `OW' each time the
brush hit, trying to evade the swats. I began to make the swats harder as
I went along and soon she began holler `OUCH' at each swat, and the leg
on that side tried to kick some. I could see the cheeks squeeze together
as the swats hit her bottom. She began to cry, getting louder as the hurt
got worse. Her legs were really trying to kick and she pushed down hard
against my knee as those cheeks began to really hurt bad, trying to move
her bottom away from that terrible brush. Her bottom was now trying to
thrash sideways to no avail and the cheeks were getting redder all the
time. I could see the cheek flatten and the skin alongside the impact
point would puff up as the brush made its' indentation, and the cheeks
were squeezing hard together.
I had resolved to make this a real lesson for her and kept the swats
raining on her now reddish bottom. Next she started to scream as each swat
hit and after a bit, just kept up one long scream between her breaths. I
kept the swats going until her bottom was a dark and angry red. With two
last even harder swats, I quit. She just lay there screaming for some time
and gradually went to a hard crying and then sobs. When she quit, I told
her to lay still, that I would put some lotion on her bottom to help
soothe the hurting. Ellen, who had been watching, got me the lotion
and handed it to me. I put a big bunch on my hands and warmed it up some
and then gently applied it to the very red, very sore bottom sticking up.
I noticed that her pussy had apparently gotten swatted too, so I applied
some to that. She turned and said that wasn't fair, I wasn't supposed to
touch that part of her, it was very personal.
I told her "Irene, this part is very tender and needs the lotion or it
will be very sore for a long time. And, you can look at it as part of the
same punishment as the spanking. Your personal parts mean nothing to me.
I have seen them many times before."
She sobbed and said, "But you haven't seen mine for a long time. Its very,
very embarrassing to me. I can do that part myself."
"Irene, you don't have a say in this matter. This is punishment, not a
party. I think you can get up now. I advise you to take the jeans the rest
of the way off. From what I saw they are very tight and I don't think your
sore bottom would like the pressure. You can try the panties but I suspect
they will be too tight also."
She stood up and began to pull off the jeans and then tried to cover the
front as she pulled up the panties. When the panties reached her sore and
red bottom, she winced and pulled them back off, holding them in front to
cover her `private parts' from me. I told her that as soon as her bottom
recovered from this spanking, she was going to have the three more for the
marks on her card. She opened her mouth to complain, and then thought
better of it. I told her that this spanking was for the sass and the bad
attitude and the other three would be just as hard or even harder. I said,
"Irene, I will not put up with that attitude you have. Since I had not
told you about them before, I will give you the first three and then if I
see a change in your attitude and behavior, I will not do them every week
for now. But if there is no change, you can expect to get them every week,
or if you drop back into old habits we will start all over with the three.
It's up to you. If you start the change right away you will save yourself
a lot of pain and sore bottoms. So, from now on just remember that any
kind of sass and misbehaving will get the bottom very sore again. I don't
expect miracles, and if you show signs of really trying to change, the
next spankings will not be as hard as this one. Let's see how much you
have learned today. I want you to come over here and let me see your sore
bottom and pussy lips. Just bend over my knees like you were before."
She hesitated for a moment and then with a sigh of resignation came over
and bent over my knees. I just took a quick glance and told her she would
survive and that she could get up now. She looked back at me and said,
"That's all? I thought you were going to feel all over including my lips
and all."
I told her, "Irene, I am not that bad, really. I love you very much and
I want you to grow up to be a very fine young lady. The way you were, you
were in for a lot of trouble in the near future. I don't like to spank you
any more than you like being spanked. As soon as you get to be what you
were before, there will be no more of them. But for now, to impress you
with the importance of what I say, this is the way it will be. After the
three coming up, I expect there will be slips now and then, but I think
you will receive lighter spankings just to remind you when you need it.
You can get up any time you want to. If you like I will put some more
lotion on your backside to help the soreness. It's up to you."
She reached back and barely touched her bottom and flinched. "Oooooooh,
that is sooo sore. Daddy, I have never had a spanking that hard before.
My bottom feels like it is on fire. And to think, I have three more like
it coming yet. I just decided that from now on, I will be a good girl.
I sure don't like the alternative, it hurts too much. Daddy, I am going
to try and change as fast as I can. I realize now that I have been pretty
bad at times. And, I expect that I will probably slip back once in a
while and will get my deserved spanking, but I will try. I think I will
have some more lotion, it seems to help a little. And, yes, put some on
the lips too, they're very sore too. I guess I had better get used to you
seeing those parts and I might as well start now. Oh Lord, how that hurts.
I didn't know that much pain existed, especially in such a small area. It
is still so sore I feel like crying a river of tears. So, Daddy, go ahead."
I reached down and picked up the lotion and began applying it very gently
to the affected areas. I asked her if she really wanted me to do the lips
of her pussy too. She nodded and said the lotion really helped and felt
good on the lips. So I gently applied some, and noticed that this time she
had spread her legs apart some to let me get at it easier, and perhaps,
cover a bigger area. When I finished, she stood up and asked if she could
go up to her room and rest for a while, and with a wry smile added, "On
my stomach, Of course."
I said sure, and when she stood up, I did too and hugged her and held her
tightly for a short time. I told her I loved her very much and hoped she
knew that. She nodded her head and told me she loved me too, that she
knew the spankings were necessary for her own good. "Daddy, I will work
hard at it and I will be your sweet little girl again soon. I know you
don't really like to spank me and it hurts you too. I can tell you that
it sure does hurt me a lot, and I don't want any more. Thanks for the
lotion, I may want more later, if you don't mind." And she gave me a grin.
She turned and went up the stairs with her red bottom showing and doing
a dance.
Ellen said, "Bill, I think you may have something started there. She
actually sounded like she meant it. Of course after a spanking like that,
I would expect her to say something. I've never seen anyone get that hard
a spanking. You really were severe. I was astounded when she told you to
put lotion on her pussy lips. That was something I never thought would
happen from her. She has been very fussy about her privacy in that area.
Well, I hope she means it and will follow through with it. I hate to see
her get spanked that hard, or at all really. But if it works, maybe its
worth it in the long run."
"I hope you're right Ellen. I sure don't enjoy spanking her like that.
If she starts coming around, I'll ease off on them some. But the three
for the bad marks will be severe. I can't have her doing that badly in
school. She is too smart to throw away an education she'll need later
in life."
We sat back and watched TV for a while and just having some chat about
my new job. I told her about the office and secretary and said that with
the big raise I got, things would be more comfortable around here. I told
her I would like to take a long vacation this year, that it been a while
since I was able to take the time off. I told her that by the time school
was out, I would have my new assistant well trained and we could have a
nice trip and she could start planning it now for about three weeks worth.
She smiled and wondered if she still remembered how, it had been so long.
I heard Irene call me and winked at Ellen. "Honey, my services are now
being paged. I am only too happy that it's this kind of service, not the
bottom warming type."
I went up stairs and the door to Irenes' room was open and she told me to
come right in. When I walked through the door, she was laying on the bed
naked from the waist down. She held out the bottle of lotion to me and
said she was beginning to feel like she'd live. Her bottom was still a
fiery red. I sat down on the side of the bed and got ready to apply the
lotion. She moved towards me to make her bottom easier to reach, and to
my surprise, opened her legs quite wide. She was watching me and my face
must have showed the surprise because she grinned and told me she thought
her pussy lips should get a liberal dose of lotiom, they were very sore.
I smiled and said I would try to appease the hurt. I was liberal with the
lotion all over and rubbed it in very gently. She flinched a few times
and I told her I was sorry to cause any pain. She said, "Daddy, my bottom
still hurts so bad I could cry. But the lotion helps a lot for a while.
Please make sure you get all of those parts down there." And she grinned
again.
I spent several more minutes on each red globe, and then started the pussy
lips. She sighed and said it felt sooo good, the lotion helped to cool it
down. When I finished, she reached around and very gently touched her sore
bottom and announced that it was feeling much better now. She said she had
to pee soooo bad but knew she couldn't sit down on the toilet, and
wondered how she was going to work it. I suggested that she put seat and
top up and put her feet on the sides of the toilet and just be careful
where she sprayed. I almost fell over when she asked me if I would help
hold her steady while she went. I told her I thought that was better
handled by her mother rather than me, because I knew how sensitive she was
about that area of her body.
"Daddy, I have been laying here doing a lot of thinking. I have heard a
bunch of girls at school talking about having their boyfriends see them
pee behind the stands at football games and sometimes at picnics. I have
always wondered what that would be like. I am still too young to do that
sort of thing. I keep my dates to kissing and hugging and an occasional
feel of my breast in the dark if I really like him. But no one has ever
seen the parts down there, much less watch me pee. I thought that this
might be a safe way to get some experience so I wouldn't be too darn
embarrassed when the time acually happened. I know I can trust you not to
go telling everyone about it like some of the boys do. I think you would
enjoy watchng me pee and it will help me get some confidence. Please do
this for me as a favor, please?"
I told her if she really wanted me to, OK. But not to do it just to please
me. She told me she did want me to watch, she thought it would be fun to
have me there. She whispered that she thought her pussy was already a
little wet just thinking about it. She told me she also thought it might
be fun just to see the expression on my face when she let loose. I was
completely taken by surprise at this outward action by my prudish little
daughter. After the first reaction of utter dismay when I first looked
at just the tips of her pussy lips to this was a big step.
"Daddy, I have to grow up sometime and I've been such brat. I really mean
it when I say I am going to change and be a good girl from now on. That
horrible spanking I just got did something to me. Aside from my burning
bottom it seemed to snap something inside me. Maybe all of a sudden I am
growing up and acting my age. But I do know that I don't want any more
spankings like that one ever again. Yes, I know, I still have three more
coming and I'll take them as part of the punishment. But never again after
that. Regular spankings are bad enough and I am sure I will get a few of
those from time to time because I'm not perfect and I'll make some mistakes.
I fully expect the hair brush won't be retired for at least a while yet.
So, are you ready to help me?"
I nodded and we went to the bathroom. She put the lid and seat up and
tried to get up on the edge of the toilet. I reached out my hand and
steadied her and she gradually lowered herself to a squatting position.
She asked me if I was ready and I told her whenever she was. I was quite
surprised at the stream that came out. She had to adjust her position a
bit to keep the pee inside, but soon had that right. I thought the stream
would never quit and kept looking at her. She grinned and told me she had
warned me she had to go very badly. When it ended, I handed her the toilet
paper and she wiped her pussy dry. Next, I helped her down and we went
back to her bedroom. She told me thanks for the help, that she just knew
she wouldn't make it on her own. I thanked her for the pleasure and asked
if she had fun watching me watch her. "Yep, sure did. The look on your
face was priceless. I'll have to do that again sometime soon. Well, Dad,
I'm tired and sore and think I'll try to sleep. I'll see you in the
morning. And thanks again for being there for me when I needed you. That
applies to everything including the spanking that I richly deserved."
I said good night, gave her a kiss and hug and almost a pat on the sore
bottom. She said she would like a pat like that but not just now. I asked
her if she wanted me to tell her mother about the peeing or would she
rather do it. She thought a minute and said maybe she would do it, might
help her get better acquainted again with her mother, and establish some
better relations with her. I agreed and left.
When I got back yo the front room, I just told Ellen that I had applied
the lotion and that Irene had actually asked me to be particularly good
to her pussy lips. I told her I almost fell off the bed. I gave her a
rundown on the event and said that so far, Irene did shows signs of
repentance and I had high hopes of a full recovery in the near future.
I told her that the three spankings for the marks would remain for now
and then held off until I saw if she was really changing or just putting
up a front. I said if she was just trying to get out of the extra bunch
of spankings it wouldn't work and I would go the three spankings a week
routine. But for now, all looked good and I was crossing my fingers.
After some more chit chat, I said I was tired and was going to bed.
Ellen said she was going to stay up for a while longer but would see
me for breakfast. I told her I was used to bacon and eggs over easy from
all that time on the road and would she have that ready for me? Ellen
said I could have anything I wanted, she was so happy I was home for good.
I gave her a kiss and hug and headed up to bed. When my head hit the
pillow, I was gone to dream land.
The next morning, I came down to find my breakfast almost ready. I sat
down and we talked over the previous nights happenings and wondered if
it was all a dream. Just as Ellen put my bacon and eggs on the plate I
heard footsteps on the stairs and Irene came into the kitchen. I saw
she had on a shorty night gown and suspected there were no panties under
the gown. When she bent over to get her chair set up I could see there
weren't any panties on, her bottom showed. When she sat down I said
good morning and she came over and gave me a quick hug and kiss and said
Hi to Ellen. I asked her how the bottom was this morning and she told me
it was much better and she was able to sit down on the toilet again.
She had decided to tell Ellen about the peeing and said, "Mom, when
Daddy came up and put the lotion on last night, I wound up having to pee
very badly. I didn't think I could wait for you to get upstairs and I
asked Daddy to help me. He showed me how to turn up the lid and seat
and crouch down on the edge of the toilet. I asked him to stay and help
me keep my balance and so he got a show of me peeing on the edge of the
toilet. It was a quite embarrassing but better than making a mess of
things. I did watch his face and it sure was fun. He couldn't believe
how much I peed. I asked him to let me tell you about it so you and I
can get back to a better relationship. I want to be the daughter you want
me to be and hopefully from now on I can talk to you about any problems
I have. Maybe between you and Dad, you can teach me more about sex and
other things I will need. So, is that alright with you?"
I saw Ellens face turn to a big smile and she replied, "Irene, I will be
very happy to offer any advice and knowledge I can. I'd be delighted to
have your confidence and friendship. You can come to me about anything.
Your Dad and I want to help you in any way we can. Don't be afraid to ask
us about anything.
I asked Irene how the bottom was and she said much better. I asked her
if I could have a look at it, and she hesitated only a moment and asked
if that meant her private parts too. I said it didn't matter to me, but
it would be nice to make sure they were OK too. It was up to her. So, she
came over and turned around and bent over for me to check. I could see
her bottom was still sort of dark pink but much better than last night.
I asked if I could look at the rest, meaning the private parts, and she
nodded yes and even spread her legs a little. Ellen looked hard at me
and raised her eyebrows. I looked at the lips and they seemed to be almost
normal. She said if I wanted to I could touch them too. I told her I
didn't have to touch them, they looked very good and about normal. She
went back and sat down gingerly but smiled and said it wasn too bad, but
still just a little sore. She thought school would not be a problem.
I asked her if she was going to tell anyone about the spanking and she
told me maybe her two best friends, that they didn't have any secrets
from one another. "Daddy, the one girl, Gail, has had several spankings
but she said they weren't too bad. She cried a lot because they stung
pretty bad. The other girl, Elsie, said her Dad was chicken and didn't
give her hard spankings at all. She said they stung a little but didn't
really hurt that much. So I will have something to tell them they really
won't believe. Elsie said she wished her Dad would give her some hard
spankings and straighten her out, because she knew she could do almost
anything and not get a spanking that really hurt. She told us that at
the last one, it was so easy that instead of hurting it just stung and
she felt a tingling around her pussy that made her feel funny. She did
wonder about it at the time and was considering doing something to get
another one to find out if it would happen again. Dad, when did you plan
on giving me the other three spankings? I would like an idea so I can
mentally prepare for them."
I told her, "Irene, if your bottom is clear by tonight you could have one
then or if you would rather we can wait a day in between. I'll let it be
up to you. Whatever you decide is Ok with me. Just so we get them in this
week. You can think about it and see how you feel after school and let
me know when I get home tonight. Is that Ok with you?"
Irene nodded and said that was fine with her. She thought right now that
she wanted to get them out of the way and not have them hanging over her
head, but she would see how her bottom progressed. She asked me if I would
put one more coat of lotion on for her to help get her bottom clear for
tonight. I looked at my watch and said if we hurry I can squeeze it in.
She went over to the table in the front room and brought back the lotion
and handed it to me. Next she bent over my knees and told me to go ahead.
I put a bunch of the lotion on and was ready to quit and she asked me to
please put some on the pussy lips too, they still felt a little sore. I
went ahead and put a small amount on and she told me thanks a lot and got
up. She ran up stairs and was back down in record time all ready for her
trip to school. She said she had to hurry and would let me know about the
spanking tonight. She gave us each a hug and kiss and disappeared out
the door.
I looked at Ellen and asked if I was maybe having delusions or did my
daughter actually do those things I just saw? Ellen shook her head and
said she wasn't sure it was the right girl.
End of Chapter One
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