Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Subject: Domestic Switching (Fmf, whipping)
Date: 1996/07/19

			  Domestic Switching

	Bob and Carol Swift were parents who as children shared
particularly strict upbringings. Both were severely chastised until
they left home and were married. In fact on their wedding night, Carol
sported bruises on her buttocks and thighs from a strapping she had
received following an argument with her mother while trying on her
wedding dress. When her mother had had enough of her back talk, she
simply had her remove her wedding dress and bend over the bed for a
dose of razor strap. Bob was no stranger to corporal punishment either,
his father would apply the buggy switch to his bared behind in the barn
whenever he had been disobedient.

	Bob and Carol firmly believe that sparing the rod would spoil
their children as seventeen year old Steve and fifteen year old Sally
were well aware. Bob normally handled punishment chores in the family
although Carol would observe.

	However, Bob's job involved travel and this is the story of an
incident which occurred while Bob was out of town. Steve and Sally had
taken the family car and told their mother they were going out with
the church youth group. About an hour after they left the house Carol
received a phone call from a friend who informed her that her
neighbor's house and yard had been decorated with toilet paper and
that when the culprits were surprised, she had observed Bob and
Carol's car leaving the scene.

	This called for severe punishment. Carol removed a knife from
the drawer in the kitchen and went outside to the willow tree in the
back yard. She cut two switches about a yard long which were as thick
as her thumb at the base and tapered to the width of a pencil and the
other end. She returned to the house and went in to the living room to
await the return of Steve and Sally. About an hour later Carol heard
gravel crunch in the driveway and knew that her children had returned.
Steve and Sally came bounding in the front door and came to a sudden
stop when they saw the switches on the coffee table. Carol then said,
"You lied to me about where you were going, what happens to children
who tell lies?"

	Steve and Sally stammered, "th-the-they get whippings mama."
Carol responded with, "you are exactly right, you father is not here so
I will have to handle this chore.

	"Steve, go into the kitchen and bring a dinette chair into the
living room. Sally you stand right where you are. Steve returned with
the chair and placed it in the center of the room." Carol said, "I
normally don't punish you in front of each other, however, this time
you were together when you were disobedient. Steve since you are the
oldest and were responsible for your sister you will be first. Sally,
I want you to stand with your face in the corner and listen while I
punish Steve. Your turn will be next."

	Tears were beginning to stream from her eyes as she moved into
the corner. Steve, take off your shoes and pants and place them below
the chair. "Now, stand behind the chair and lower your underpants - all
the way to your knees. Bend over the back of the chair and grasp the
front edge of the seat until I tell you I am finished."

	Carol grasped Steve's shirt tail and lifted it up out of the
way above his hips. She then took off her sweater and picked up the
first switch.

	"I want you to remember this the next time you decide to lie to
me."

	Carol raised her arm above her shoulder brought it back down,
the switch whistled as it move through the air and made a light splat
as it connected with Steve across the crease between his thighs and
bottom.

	Steve sharply exhaled and his mother continued. After she had
applied about fifteen strokes on his bottom and thighs, Steve
exclaimed, "Mother, please." Carol replied, "I have just gotten started."
After about thirty strokes had been applied, Steve raised up. "Steve,
place your hands back on the chair or I will inform your father when
he returns and you'll get another dose." Steve complied and his mother
continued on. At about the forty-third stroke, the switch broke. Carol
said, "This is the penalty for lying. I hope I don't have to do this
again." Steve was openly sobbing at this point. Carol said, "Pull up your
underwear and stand in the corner while I deal with your sister.
Sally, come over here in front of the chair and remove your shoes and
pants." Sally complied and stood in front of the chair. The t-shirt she
was wearing was the type with snaps in the crotch and her mother said,
"Unsnap your shirt and lower your panties."

	Sally did so, and the elastic waist band of her white cotton
panties would not hold them at her knees and they fell around her
ankles. "Bend over and grab the seat of the chair and stay in position
until I tell you you can move." Carol grabbed the hem of Sally's t-
shirt and raised it up her back and tucked it under the strap of her
bra. Carol said that should keep things out of harm's way. Sally had
begun to tremble in fear and embarrassment at the thought of being so
exposed with her brother in the room. Carol picked up the second
switch and said, "Lying is a sin and in this house sinners are severely
punished." 

	She then commenced the punishment with a stroke across
Sally's thighs just above the knees. Carol continued, working her way
up Sally's thighs to her buttocks and back down again. By the
twentieth stroke, her bottom and thighs bore a series of angry looking
thin read weals where the strokes had landed. Sally had begun to
holler and beg for mercy her panties were now around one ankle as she
had be begun to kick her legs. After a couple of more strokes Sally
started to get up. Carol said, "If you move again, I will have Steve
hold you like I do when your father whips you."

	Sally was mortified at this thought and grabbed the chair
again. Carol continued with the whipping until fifty strokes had been
applied. She stopped and said, "You may stand in the corner next to
Steve after you put your underpants back on."

	After the children had been in the corner for about an hour,
Carol said, "children, some of those marks will become bruises and I
will write a note so you don't have to undress in Gym class. But every
time you sit for the next week you will remember what happens when you
tell lies. Now go put on your pajamas and go to bed."