Chapter 442 The Naughty Women In This House Need To Be Punished And Spanked[Douglas Sponsored]

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"All right, Katherine, get ready," Suzanne said sternly. "You've been bad and now you have to pay. Keep your butt up and brace yourself." Suzanne raised her hand high in the air, preparing to spank Katherine.

Suzanne brought her hand crashing down, making a great smacking sound.

"Ow!" cried Katherine.

But, in fact, the smack sounded worse than it actually was. At the last second Suzanne had pulled her strike a bit so that the smack was much gentler than, for instance, the first strikes that Glory had given Alan the previous week.

Katherine didn't really mind the pain much, since she had a "hurts so good" attitude about sexual spankings. However, she knew it was important for Susan's sake to keep up the pretense.

Susan watched the first smack, but when the blow actually came, she turned away and closed her eyes. She absolutely abhorred violence of any type. Even though she didn't see the actual strike, she cried out, "Oh, dear! My darling Angel! Suzanne, please, don't be too rough."

Suzanne replied in her sensual, raspy voice, "Sorry, Susan, but that's the whole point. No pain, no gain. Don't worry, though; it'll be over soon."

Curiosity got the best of Susan, so she periodically turned back to look, but only when she guessed it was between strikes. She wanted to make sure that Katherine didn't get hurt too much. Since Katherine was faced towards her, she kept an eye on her daughter's facial expression to see if the punishment got to be too much for her to bear.

As for Alan, he began to lightly stroke himself. He knew that Susan would get extremely upset if she caught him "committing the sin of Onan," but he decided that she was unable to see what he was doing from where she sat. The way Katherine was positioned, with her buttocks a foot high in the air and her legs spread wide, was too blatantly erotic for him to take, and then seeing Suzanne's breasts swing and sway wildly with every swat she made drove what little self-control remained from his brain. He simply couldn't resist.

"Be strong and don't cry out," Suzanne told Katherine sternly. She brought her hand down again from a dramatically high starting point.

This time Katherine kept silent. However, she deliberately made her face grimace in pain.

Susan, from her angle, could see Katherine's face quite clearly. From Susan's vantage point it looked like Katherine was suffering quite badly. The concerned mother winced and bit her lip. She was both concerned and hot, because she was visualizing Alan smacking her ass just like that.

Oh dear! What if I disobey his rules? What if I wear the wrong clothes? Oh my goodness, what if I'd kept my bikini bottoms on, even after Suzanne said something about it? That would probably be me right now, getting my bare ass whopped. Tiger is just so strong and handsome. I think his cock needs to be sucked... A LOT!

After the second slap, Katherine's butt retreated back flat against the lounge chair. "Keep your butt up so you feel the full force," Suzanne ordered haughtily.

Suzanne reached under Katherine and pushed her crotch up. Then she left her hand there, inches from Katherine's wet slit. Her fingers slid around a bit until she was delighted to discover the smooth feeling of Katherine's shaved pussy. Against her wiser instincts she began to feel it up a bit more. She knew it was risky with Susan right there, but she was convinced that Susan couldn't see the action from her angle and position.

Katherine didn't offer even the slightest muffle of complaint. Far from it: she let out a distinct but subtle moan of pleasure.

Suzanne and Katherine had never touched each other's privates sexually. Though they hadn't spoken about it, their growing attraction to each other was so strong that Alan could practically feel the waves of desire that radiated from each of them. But Suzanne was in a bit of a fix: probing the girl's slit would require her to reposition her hand into a far too suspicious position.

Suzanne suddenly thought of a way that could help shield her true intentions even better from Susan. "Just a second," she said out loud to Katherine. "Let's see if I can adjust this chair so you don't need to hold your butt up quite so much."

The lounge chair was the kind that had three segments, with two joints to bend. Suzanne got up and adjusted it so that the middle section was elevated while the other two hung down towards the ground. Then she had Katherine position herself towards the foot of the chair.

The overall effect was that Katherine's head hung down one side while her butt hung down the other side of the high middle section. Now, her butt was nearly completely out of Susan's sight, since Susan could see only the top of her butt cheeks.

Suzanne repositioned herself and once again placed her hand underneath Katherine as if to hold her up. But now that she was sure her actions couldn't be directly observed by Susan, she immediately stuck her thumb into Katherine's tight pussy, which was already slick from her juices. By using only the thumb, Suzanne could keep her hand in a position that didn't look too obvious, as the palm of the hand and the other fingers were further away from Katharine's pussy.

Katherine didn't say a word or give anything away by her facial expression, but she was secretly very pleased. She had half-expected that Suzanne would do something like this once she'd heard Suzanne's spanking proposal. Ever since Katherine had fucked Alan for the first time and made out with Kim, she'd started to look at Suzanne in a whole new way.

Lately, Katherine had begun to figure that, because things had been so highly sexed since Alan began his "treatments," it was only natural that everyone in the house eventually would fuck everyone else, sooner or later. She was ready for more - much more, if possible. In the past few days, Suzanne and Katherine had eyed each other, and even sometimes French kissed each other hello and goodbye when Susan couldn't observe (and even once when Alan had seen them), so this kind of intimate contact wasn't completely unexpected.

The horny girl thought, YES! This is great! Suzanne is too hot to be believed, and she's into me! Literally! She giggled out loud at that accidental double entendre, but then she remembered she was supposed to look pained. This is gonna change everything, again. And to think that I'd just concluded that she'd betrayed me.

Alan watched the repositioning closely. The idea of Suzanne fingerfucking his sister mere feet from Susan was too exciting for him to ignore. He got out the suntan lotion, covered his boner with it until it was slippery and shiny, and sped up his masturbation.

Suzanne was the only one in a position to see what he was doing. Her only reaction was a knowing wink.

Suzanne brought her hand down again on the cheerleader's exquisite butt. "That's four," she said. "I think twenty will do."

"Twenty?" Susan asked from her chair, true concern and worry written broadly across her beautiful features. "Don't you think that's being too harsh? It looks like you're really hurting her!"

"Don't worry," replied Suzanne as she began to move her thumb in and out of Katherine's pussy. "It may look like I'm hurting her, but she's not really in so much pain. Right, Angel?"

"Um, right," answered a highly aroused Katherine. After the initial shock of being spanked wore off, she began to find the smacks quite pleasurable, in a weird way. It was just like the night before - the pain of the spankings only heightened her pleasure. If anything, she wanted Suzanne to spank harder, but she couldn't figure out how to convey that without Susan possibly overhearing. She was so ready to orgasm that it was all she could do to not thrust her butt up in the air even more, to accentuate and encourage the movement of Suzanne's fingers.

"But, uh," she added, "although it hurts some, I neeeeeed it! I really do. I've been so very bad! So naughty!" Her long legs writhed and she clenched and unclenched her butt cheeks, along with her saturated pussy walls, squeezing Suzanne's thumb like a small penis.

Luckily, Susan's suspicions weren't aroused despite the enthusiastic and even erotic way Katherine said, "I need it!"

Susan said, "Wait! Hold on! Is this really necessary? I can't stand to watch my darling baby suffer!"

Suzanne looked at Susan. "Necessary? You bet it is. Things have changed around here lately, and without spankings the order will fall apart. With Ron gone, Alan is the man of the house. He can keep us all in line with spankings. Just imagine if you displease your son. Look at Katherine and imagine that's YOU instead, and that Sweetie's the one giving your ass a harsh spanking!"

Susan's eyes went wide. "Oh... my!" She'd been imagining that already, but hearing Suzanne say it made it much more real. She's right! Tiger's in charge of us now. He needs to be obeyed! And serviced!

Suddenly Susan was far less concerned for Katherine and far more aroused. In her vivid imagination, the naked ass being spanked WAS her ass, and the strong hand swatting it was Alan's hand. She squirmed around in her lounge chair as new gushes of pussy juice flowed down her inner thighs.

But Susan asked, "Suzanne, why would Tiger need to spank me? I'm his mother. I'm the one who's supposed to punish him."

"True. You punish him if he lets you down, but what if you let him down? What if, for instance, you put your own selfish needs ahead of keeping his cock well-drained? Would it not then be his right to spank your disobedient ass?"

Susan's arousal level shot through the stratosphere. Not thinking about the larger implications, she mumbled, "Yes, but..." Her wet thighs rubbed together like they were sticks some Boy Scouts were using to try to light a fire. "Bu-bu-but, does it have to be so many?!"

Suzanne replied, "I imagine that once Sweetie starts to spank you regularly, he won't stop at ten swats, or even twenty. He'll keep going as long as he feels like it, until you've been shown your proper place!"

Susan gasped loudly. "Spank me regularly?!" Oh God! Oh God! Have mercy! She clutched her pussy and came hard. She furtively tweaked her clit to accentuate the climax, hoping the others didn't notice.

Suzanne's thumb continued to probe Katherine's pussy even as she slammed her other hand down onto the insatiable girl's butt.

Katherine almost cried out again, but this time from pleasure, not pain. All the excitement was too much, and she began the first of a series of tiny orgasms.

Suzanne thought, Good God, I love this! I can't believe I've never engaged in sexual spanking when it's this much fun! I thought it would be mildly amusing, plus arousing for her, but it's making me horny beyond belief! I have to do Angel in the worst way! We've got to get inside, away from Susan's prying eyes, and fast.

As Susan watched this latest spanking, she fantasized, Tiger! No! Not so hard! Mommy will be good! Please! Please stop! Mommy will be so good to you, if only you stop spanking my bare ass! Just give Mommy a chance to show how much she loves you! I'll do anything for you. ANYthing! Please bring your big, powerful cock to Mommy's mouth and let me suck it! You're the man of the house now and Mommy needs to serve you! To service you! To keep your cock thick and long and pulsing with pleasure!

Susan kept playing with her clit even after her climax ended. Her naked body was so hot, it was a wonder smoke didn't pour from her ears. She more or less completely forgot that she was outside, where neighbors hypothetically could see her.

Meanwhile, Alan continued to stroke his oiled-up erection. He could see clearly what Suzanne was doing to Katherine, and now both Suzanne and Katherine could see what he was doing to himself, although in her new position Katherine could barely look back in his direction. But everything appeared nonsexual enough from Susan's vantage point, since Suzanne and Alan were both doing what they were doing in such a way as to conceal it from Susan's view.

Suzanne continued to smack Katherine's butt.

Katherine did her best to scrunch her face up so it looked like she was in agony instead of ecstasy.

Suzanne finally abandoned restraint and repositioned her hand so that she could probe with more fingers even deeper into Katherine's pussy.

Susan remained oblivious to that while she got more and more sexually worked up about spankings in general.

Alan finally had to slow down his masturbation. His well-oiled hand, as it slid up and down his wet pole, felt so much better than usual that it was especially torturous to stop, but he had the self-control to hold back. If he had kept on to the point of cumming, it would have led to predictable trouble with his mother.

The problem was, he was ready to ejaculate but he didn't know how he could do it or where the cum should go, given that his mother was so close. Even if he had cum into his hand without making any noise, Susan was so attuned to his cock that he feared she'd be able to smell another load of fresh cum waft through the air, like a bloodhound, and then she'd investigate.

Suzanne reached twenty and came to a halt. "We're all done," she said, and stood up. "You did very well, Katherine, very well."

Just the unexpected sight as Suzanne stood up and the consequent jiggle of her massive pale rack nearly caused Alan to lose it, but he carefully held back at the very edge of his ejaculatory need.

Katherine's orgasms came to an end, but she didn't move from her lewd position with her butt stuck high in the air. She didn't really want the spanking to stop.

"I'm sorry, kiddo," Suzanne said to her.

"Don't be!" Katherine replied quickly. "I deserved it. Mom, did you hear that? I deserved it. I think I've learned my lesson. The naughty women in this house need to be punished and spanked when they've been bad. Can you forgive me now for what I've done?"

Susan was out of it. She was sweaty and in a lusty fog as she dreamed about her son strongly disciplining her ass. The constant shameful awareness that she was buck naked in the outdoors just added fuel to her strongly burning sexual fire. She clenched her pussy, with one finger plunged deep inside her slit. She tried not to move that hand, hoping the others wouldn't notice what she'd been doing.

It took her some long moments to get herself together enough to respond. "Of course you're forgiven, dear," she replied in a shaky voice. "It hurts me so much to see you suffer! If anything, I should have been the one spanked, not you!"

"How do you figure?" Katherine asked.

There was no real reason, except that at the moment Susan had an overwhelming urge to get spanked by Alan. So she mumbled, "Never you mind that." Trying to change the subject, she said more firmly, "Let's hope we never have to do that again to you, Angel. Forget about the extra month's grounding; this spanking was too much punishment already. Well, I suppose I should give you some grounding. You get one week, just like your brother. Suzanne, you're too tough!"

Alan raised his hand quickly, and said, "Wait. A week for me too? I thought you said three days."

"No," Susan corrected with a glare at his obvious attempt at subterfuge and the painful reminder of her own "sacrifice". She pointed to herself. "For three days you don't get any blowjobs from ME."

"Starting today," Katherine added for her mother.

Susan blushed a bit as she recalled her alteration of the punishment to preserve her special Tuesday tradition. "Yes. Starting today." She licked her lips and wiggled her secretly buried finger as she thought about what happened on Tuesdays.