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St: Stepparent Correction (teen/adult, spank)
The following story is fiction. It contains scene of a family
spanking. If such a subject is offensive, uninteresting or if
you are a minor (i.e., child) please stop reading now.
This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is
prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are
permitted only if complete including the copyright notice.
The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con,
including constructive criticism, and suggestions.
Stepparent Correction
By
Y. Lee Coyote
Pat was not a happy camper. When Pat was a junior in high school
Pat's parental units got divorced. Things got worse the next
year for then the custodial parental unit found reasons to marry
Chris.
Pat could never understand why such a mate selection was made.
The stepparental unit, Chris, was a total loser (in Pat most
humble estimation) and only twenty-seven years old while the
parental unit was forty-two years old. Not only was the
stepparental unit only eight years older but extremely immature.
Pat could not abide the arrogance and bossiness Chris constantly
exhibited. About the only thing that let Pat stay sane was
college. The college dorm happily would be far far away from
stepparental unit.
The parental unit had been away for a week on a business trip and
things were more than usually strained between Pat and Chris and
the parental unit was not due back for another long week. That
Friday when Pat got home from school, Chris was out but the
refrigerator was empty while the sink was full of dirty dishes.
Pat had to order food delivery. After studying for the big exams
the following week, Pat when to bed. Pat had to tell the
parental unit that the stepparental unit had not left any
information of planned activities.
At 3:33 there was a loud crash which got Pat up. Looking out Pat
saw Chris stagger from the car (now wrapped about the garage)
with armfuls of packages from the local mall. There were three
serious offences immediately apparent: drunk driving with an
accident, shopping (which had been prohibited because of budget
problems), coming home so late without notice and neglect of
chores.
Pat had it! The situation was out of control. It had been out
of control for a long time.
Something had to be done and soon.
Very soon.
In fact, NOW!
When Chris got to the parental units' bedroom, Pat was waiting.
A very angry and determined Pat.
Pat grabbed Chris and went over to the bed and started to lecture
the errant stepparental unit about all the mis-deed both the
commissioned and un-commissioned kind. Chris made objections but
Pat rejected them all. Even about who was 'adult' and who was
'child'.
Then Pat sat down on the bed and opened Chris's jeans and pulled
then down. The underwear was yanked down also. The objecting
Chris was pulled over Pat's lap and held in place by Pat's leg
and with a hammerlock. Chris was yelling but Pat ignored the
yells. Pat knew what had to be done and was going to do it.
Pat picked up the hairbrush. The same hairbrush the parental
unit had used on Pat's own butt many times. Pat raised it and
brought it down on Chris's exposed bottom. It made a red oval
and changed the noise to screams. Pat repeated this over and
over.
WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!!
WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!!
WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!!
WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!!
The screams changed. Chris was crying and begging Pat to stop.
"I'll be good. I'll never do it again." were the pleas.
WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!!
WHAP!! WHAP!!
Then Chris broke and started to bawl like a baby. Pat delivered
a few more with the hairbrush --just to be sure.
WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!! WHAP!!
WHAP!! WHAP!!
Then Pat dropped the brush and finished the jobs with the
traditional hand application.
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
SPANK!! SPANK!!
Pat, feeling much better, left Chris bawling and went to bed.
In morning Pat had breakfast and returned to studying.
When Pat went back downstairs for lunch there had been some
changes. The sink was empty and the refrigerator was full.
There was a batch of department store return slips piled on the
table. And a note: "Pat -- I'm at the body shop. /s/ Chris."
Pat regretted not acting earlier. Yes, things were going to be
different from now on. Very different.
The End
(C) Copyright A.I.L. March 29, 2000
Y.
Valid return address is <YLeeCoyote@Juno.com>
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