A SWITCH IN TIME BY AMANDA Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff Aunt Judy was angry and a heavy dread silence hung over the house. A plate was broken over the course of the day and Aunt Judy had given the guilty party ample time to come forward and confess. With no confession forthcoming, she had taken matters in hand to root out the responsible girl. The thick oak door to her bedroom stood closed, behind which arose a sound that thrilled the girls with terror. Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff There would be no playtime today. No stories before bed. Supper, if there was one would be plain at best. The girls would wear their gags, fastened tightly for most of the day as well; for in Aunt Judy's eyes if those same mouths couldn't confess their guilt, they didn't need to speak at all. Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff As before, a few minutes later the door would unlock and open and a girl would emerge, gag fastened tightly, tears streaming down her face, her panties missing so everyone could see the bright crimson lines across her fanny from her switching. Hands cuffed in front prevented the girl from rubbing the pain away. Aunt Judy would emerge only to call the next girl in with a stern toneand the door would close and lock again. Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff Allison's hands shook as she wiped the glass in her hands over and over again. It was already dry and perfectly clean but her mind was occupied. Why hadn't she confessed? Aunt Judy would have been upset, but considerably less upset than she was now. Not to mention how this would stand with the other girls in the house. All of them punished for her misdeed. Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff Allison found herself jumping in time to the strokes of the switch, as if it were already striking her round bare bottom. She noticed Nancy her dish-washing mate looking at her curiously over her gag, hastily put the glass away and moved onto the next item in the drying bin. Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff Like clockwork, the door unlocked, opened and another girl came out, hands cuffed in front, mouth tightly gagged with a white leather strap, panties off, her bottom decorated with dark red welts. Allison swallowed hard. "Allison!!" Aunt Judy shouted for the second time. None of the the girls looked at her. Aunt Judy glared impatiently, black leather toe tapping on the cold marble floor, but Allison found she was rooted to the spot. Aunt Judy motioned with a long leather gloved finger toward the door and she finally found the strength to cross the floor and face the inevitable. Aunt Judy said nothing, only grabbed Allison's wrists none too gently and fastened them in a set of sturdy steel manacles connected to a chain. A cold steel ring anchored to the floor went around each ankle soon afterward. A button was pressed and Allison found herself hauled forward, bent over at the waist across a sturdy wooden stanchion her bottom in the air. Allison trembled as aunt Judy roughly grabbed her panties and yanked them down. There was a long and miserable pause. Allison twisted her cuffed hands back and forth, muscles quivering, tears already streaming down her face. If she weren't gagged, she would have cried out her confession then and there. "I know it was you who broke the plate, Allison."Aunt Judy said sternly,"I keep a close eye on everything that happens in this house. And under normal circumstances after I switched your bottom, I'd make you wear this lovely black leather gag with the word LIAR stitched into the front, for all the other girls to see and let them deal with you as they see fit. But you are my sister's daughter..." "So instead I've decided to switch your little ass twice what I've done to the others. Maybe next time you'll come to me straightaway, instead of causing all this uproar. Understand? Allison nodded gladly. "Good. Prepare yourself my sweet little girl." Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff Fwip...mmff