| Chapter five The Three Musketeers Get Spanked |
| "Is it pumpkin month yet Daddy?" Nadia asked as she hopped on one foot and then the other over to Mark. Mark looked up from his paperwork "Nadia, you've asked me that every day for the last two weeks.� "Well, Is it," she asked again with a smile. "Yes Nadia sweetie. It is pumpkin month," he replied as she snuggled up onto his lap. "Can I get my pumpkins today," she asked. "Well maybe after breakfast we can walk out to the patch and visit them, but we can't pick them just yet. "We can visit them!" she exclaimed with excitement. "Can Sarah come too?" she asked. "If she wants to she can certainly come my little pumpkin," he replied as Nadia wiggled off of his lap and ran out the door to look for Sarah. As Mark watched her leave he couldn't help but smile. He just wished that all of his children could be as happy as she was right now. "Daddy," Wendy called as she, Alex and Jessica entered the room. "Good morning girls," he replied. �We want to know if we could go to town later this afternoon and get some decorations for our room for Halloween.� "Have you saved enough money to get the things you need?" he asked. �I don�t have any left. I spent all of my money on my birthday. We were wondering after breakfast if we could go for a walk down the road to Mr. Masons and see if he needs someone to rake leaves for him.� Mark stared at the girls in surprise. �Well I suppose you could, but I can't take you to town today. I have many things to do around here and I also promised Nadia a trip out to see the pumpkins.� "We could walk to town," Jessica suggested. "Jessica, you know I can't allow you to walk into town.� "But Dad, It�s not all that far She replied. "Jessica, I will allow you to walk to Mr. Masons and ask about the leaves. We can go to town another day. Have you asked Patricia about walking to Mr. Masons?� Alex looked at Wendy. �Not yet sir.� Mark reached over and touched the top of her head. �Alex needs to get permission from her mother first before she goes with you." �Yes sir,� Alex replied. "You can go after breakfast, but I want you back before lunch.� Alex asked her mother for permission and they ate their breakfast. Patricia set the same rules as Mark. That the girls return before lunch. Alex, Jessica and Wendy bundled up and headed down the long winding country road to Mr. Masons. When they arrived Mr. Mason was so grateful to see them. They spent most of the morning raking leaves and piling them. When they were done he offered the girls some hot cocoa to warm them. They gladly accepted. While they sat on the steps of his house and drank their cocoa they got to know Mr. Mason a bit better. To them he seemed like a very nice man. To nice of a man to be living all alone. "Well Mr. Mason, I think since we are done we should be heading back home now. We promised our dad that we would be back in time for lunch," Jessica stated. "Well girls, I am just heading into town and could drop you off on the way if you would like. I meet a friend every morning at exactly ten thirty for breakfast. Never been late before," Mr. Mason replied. Wendy Jumped up �You mean It�s not even ten thirty!� She shouted. "Well it's pretty darn close so we best get moving girls. I don't want to be late or he might send out the police and fire department to look for me," Mr. Mason stood and retreated into the house. Wendy sat down on the step and motioned for Alex and Jessica to sit close. �We have time to go to town and no one would ever know,� she whispered "Don't even think about it Wendy. We are not going to town," Jessica scolded. �But don't you see, it's still early and we could get what we need and be back before lunch like he told us," Wendy replied. "If I remember correctly Dad said he couldn't allow us to walk into town either," Jessica reminded. "Gee Jessica. We aren't walking into town. We can get a ride with Mr. Mason.� Wendy jumped up and ran to his car. "Why do I let you talk me into this stuff. It's gonna get us in trouble," Jessica whined as she followed Wendy obediently to the car. "Are you coming?" she asked as she turned and looked at Alex. "Ok ,ok, I�m coming," she replied as she jumped up and followed Jessica to the car. "Look, we will go into town with Mr. Mason and just look around at all the Halloween stuff. Then he can drop us off before noon and our parents won't ever know," Wendy said with a smile. "Ready to go girls?" Mr. Mason asked as he walked out of the house letting the screen door slam shut behind him. "Yes sir. Ready to go," Wendy replied. "Mr. Mason. We need to go into town and get some stuff for Halloween. Would it be ok if we just went with you?" Wendy asked as Mr. Mason backed from his driveway. "Well, I suppose it would be all right, but maybe we best stop and ask your Dad first.� Wendy�s heart pounded. If they stopped at the school and asked, she knew Mark would be angry with her for asking Mr. Mason for a ride into town. "Oh um we don't have to ask. As a matter of fact he would probably be grateful that you saved him a trip into town. He was going to take us after lunch. This would save him a trip for sure." Mr. Mason looked at the three girls with a little suspicion. Wendy smiled that big beautiful smile of hers. Jessica and Alex shook their heads in agreement. "Ok then girls. I have to eat though, so you two do what ya must and then meet me back at the diner. "Sure thing Mr. Mason. Thank you for letting us go," replied Wendy replied. Wendy sat back and enjoyed the ride into town. Mr. Mason parked in front of the old country diner and headed inside to enjoy breakfast with his friends. Jessica, Alex and Wendy walked up and down the streets enjoying the crisp fall weather and all the decorations that coated the small country town. Back at the school Mark was enjoying his visit to the pumpkin patch with Nadia and Sarah. The girls were bundled in warm coats, gloves and boots as they ran through the patch and admired the pumpkins. Nadia sat herself down on one of the big ones "Daddy. They are so pretty.� �Wish Wendy and Jessica were here to see them," Sarah stated as she bent down to examine a pumpkin more thoroughly. "Speaking of the girls, (looking at his watch) It's getting late. Lunch is in less than thirty minutes so we need to go back inside and wash up." Mark motioned for Nadia and Sarah to head in with him. The girls each happily grabbed his hands and they headed back to the school. Mark helped the girls out of their winter coats. With the girls in tow he took them to get washed up for lunch. On the way in, he ran into Patricia. "Afternoon Mark. How was the visit to the pumpkin patch?� �It was really fun,� Nadia offered. �Hush now!� he scolded. �Go sit down and wait for me.� "Afternoon. Did Alex go to Mr. Masons with Wendy and Jessica?� "Yes she did, but I'm a bit worried the job has worked out to be bigger than they had anticipated and I don't think they are going to make it back before lunch," she stated. "I was thinking the exact same thing," he replied. "Why don't I take a drive to Mr. Masons to get them. They could always finish tomorrow. It is very cold out and They have been out in it to long.� "I will get the girls to lunch if you want to go pick them up," she stated as she held out her hands. Nadia and Sarah hopped up from the table and took hold of Patricia�s hands. "Thanks," Mark replied as he turned and headed down the hall toward the parking lot. Mark drove the half mile to Mr. Masons but as he pulled in the drive he noticed Mr. Masons car wasn't in the driveway. He sat in the car thinking where he could be and why, if he wasn't home, the girls hadn't come right back. He then looked at the yard and noticed all of the leaves had been raked and piled in one big pile. As he sat there wondering, it hit him what might have happened. He quickly pulled from the drive and headed back toward the school. By the time he had reached the entrance he was to angry to stop so he kept driving. He drove right past the school and right into town. It wasn't long before he located Mr. Masons car in front of the diner. Mark found a parking space and entered the diner. "Well hello Mark," Mr. Mason yelled, then gave a big wave. �Come to get the girls did ya?� Mark took a seat next to him and over the next ten minutes They had quite a discussion. Mr. Masons smile soon turned to a frown. Mark told him that the girls needed to be taught a lesson and requested the help of the old man. "You bet I'll teach them youngins a yours a lesson they won't forget. Lie to me will they.� In a huff, Mr. Mason stood up, put on his hat and headed out the door. "I am so glad we did this," Jessica said as the girls rounded the corner that led to the diner. Alex stopped. "Oh my gosh!" Where is Mr. Masons car?� Jessica and Wendy looked all around and then took off running for the diner. They peeked inside through the window but Mr. Mason was gone. "Well he is an old man. Maybe he forgot," Wendy shrugged. "He forgot alright and now we are gonna be dead. It�s almost lunch time,� Jessica cried. The girls stood and stared at the spot where Mr. Mason�s car had been parked. �My mother is going to spank my bottom good when she finds out I disobeyed her,� Alex cried. "Now what do we do?" Jessica asked. "I don't know everything," Wendy replied. "I know one thing you know pretty well," Jessica continued. Wendy looked at Jessica with a puzzled look on her face. "You're an expert at finding trouble," Jessica cried, then stomped off down the street toward home. Wendy took off running to catch up. Alex and her tears weren't far behind. The girls walked as fast as they could through town and out toward the town park. "My side hurts," Alex cried as she grabbed her left side. Wendy placed her arm around Alex. "We can't stop now," Wendy stated. "How far is it anyway?" Alex asked. "I'm not sure but I think its pretty far,' Jessica replied. "We aren't gonna make it are we?" Alex asked. "Not by noon we aren't. We should have never done this." Jessica walked over and took a seat on the park gazebo. Alex looked at Wendy and then walked over to take a seat next to Jessica. "You guys, we have to keep going.� "Give it a rest Wendy," Alex yelled with tears running down her face. "Come on you two. We have to keep walking. We can't stop now. We can just tell Dad we lost track of time raking leaves.� Jessica�s eyes widened. �I�m afraid Dad already knows.� "What do you mean he already knows?" she asked as she started to walk toward Jessica and Alex. Suddenly Wendy felt someone grab her by the arm. She quickly turned to look over her shoulder. Her father looked very angry. Wendy�s eyes drifted to the sidewalk. "Lost track of time raking leaves?� Mark turned Wendy around and smacked her bottom three times. Even though her coat gave her some protection, Wendy threw her hands back and covered her bottom. Mark turned Wendy around to face him. He held onto her arms. "Is that what you were going to tell me?" Embarrassed and knowing she was in deep trouble, Wendy looked away. �What did I tell you about lies and deceit?� Wendy looked up but didn�t answer. �All three of you! Get to the car!� mark scolded. All three girls ran to the car and hopped into the back seat. Mark followed close behind. Mark jumped into the car and drove quickly out of the park. Wendy Alex and Jessica sat quietly in the back seat. A few glances passed between them and they held each others hands until Mark pulled into the school parking lot. "Alex, your mother is worried about you and I expect that you will be honest with her on your disobedience. I will check with her later to make sure you did so.� "Yes sir," she replied. Alex stepped from the car and wiped her eyes. �As for the two of you, I suggest you get to your rooms and we will be discussing this matter later.� Jessica�s eyes widened at her fathers tone. She glared at Wendy, turned and headed down the hall. �Are you testing me young lady?� Wendy shook her head and quickly left. Mark placed his hand on the back of Alex�s neck. �Lets go find your mother shall we? Alex's mother was still in the cafeteria watching the few remaining children as Mark and Alex entered. She needed to only look at Alexandra�s face to know that the story she was about to hear wasn't going to be one she would like. She made her way toward Mark and Alex. They continued toward her. Patricia looked directly at Alex. "Why the long sad face?" "Alex, I know I can trust you to tell your mother what happened today can't I? Alex opened her mouth but nothing came out. She couldn�t bring herself to tell her mother of he disobedience. As fear welled in her tummy all she could do was shake her head. Mark took hold of her hand and held it out for her mother to take. Alex looked up at her mother. Her face showed no disappointment yet, but Alex knew it soon would. "We will talk later but I'm sure she will tell you everything." Mark turned and headed out of the room. "Patricia held onto Alex's hand, lifted her chin and looked directly into Alex�s big brown eyes. Alexandra, have you done something that has earned you a spanking?" she asked. Her voice sounded so disappointed. "Yes mother, I think I have," she replied. Alex closed her eyes to try to keep the tears away. "Suppose you tell me what the three of you have done and let me decide.� While they walked through the cafeteria, down the hall and up three flights of stairs toward Alex's room, she slowly explained to her mother what she had done that morning. While Alex was explaining to her mother her misbehaviors of the morning, Mark had entered Wendy and Jessica's room. "It was my idea Daddy. Jessica didn't want to do it", Wendy claimed as she sat on her bed crying. "Well it seems to me that is always the case now isn't it. You think of the naughty behavior, (pointing briefly at Wendy) Jessica says no, but wait a minute! she does it with you anyway doesn't she?" he replied sternly as he looked at Jessica. "This one you won't get out of.� Mark stood up, turned and looked around the room. Wendy and Jessica both watched their father. He turned and walked to their night table and picked up Jessica�s oval flat bottomed hairbrush. �Ohhhhhhhh,� Jessica moaned. Mark turned and reached for Jessica�s hand. Jessica pulled back "Why do I have to be first," she complained. "You always punish me first. Punish Wendy first.� "I can't believe what I just heard come from your mouth young lady!" Mark shook his head in disbelief, pulled Jessica from the bed, took a seat and pulled her across his knee. Wendy eyes grew big. She didn�t want to see Jessica get spanked, Wendy turned and threw herself onto her pillow. Suddenly she felt a tug at her arm and she is pulled from her bed. Wendy takes a quick look. Mark has Jessica in tow. "You like to get people into trouble do you?" he asked. Mark placed Wendy in the chair, grabbed the seat and pulled it just a foot or so away from Jessica�s bed. "You will sit there and watch.� Mark again seated himself on Jessica�s bed and returned her to his lap. Mark quickly flipped up her jumper and pulled down her underpants. �Daddy no!� Jessica cried. Mark paid no mind to her protests. He set the hairbrush to work. Wendy jumped each time the brush landed on Jessica�s bottom. She had seen swats and heard spankings before, but she hadn�t seen such a spanking as this take place in the entire year she had lived in Barrington Hall. Jessica yelped and screeched as their father continued to punish. While Mark continued to spank and lecture Jessica, Wendy sat there wide eyed and stunned. She had even stopped crying. She couldn't believe the strength that her father was putting behind each spank How much Jessica kicked and tried to wiggle away from the spanks that were reining down on her bare bottom. Wendy clenched the sides of the wooden chair as she watched Jessica's bottom turn from white to a deep red color. Wendy had never heard her roommate wail so loudly before even after the spanks had stopped. Mark sat the hairbrush down on the bed beside him and quickly placed Jessica's panties back over her throbbing bottom. "Jessica, I want you to lie on your bed now. We will talk about this later," he ordered. His voice was rather soft for a father that had just punished a disobedient child. Jessica managed to pull her face away and slowly walk to her bed. Wendy watched in amazement as Jessica made her way onto her bed. Wendy suddenly felt her chair move. When she looked up, Mark had taken hold of her chair by the seat and was pulling it just inches from his. He then took a seat on Wendy�s bed. Mark leaned forward and placed his hands on hers. He then pulled them from the side of the chair and placed them on her lap. Mark looked deep into Wendy�s eyes. "We have things to discuss," he stated This was a new development to her but the tone in his voice made her nervous. With his words she took a deep breath and tried not to appear scared. Inside her tummy was doing flips and her bottom was already tingling. One floor up and three doors down Alex had long entered her room with her mother right behind her. Alex had made her way to the window and was looking out. She had taken her place at the window when she first entered and had stood there with her back turned as she continued with her story. When she had finished, she continued to stand there for what seemed like an eternity before her mother spoke to her. "Alexandra, come to me now and take my hand.� Alex slowly turned, straightened her shirt, smoothed her pants over as she placed her hands to her side. She took a deep breath and let it out with her first step. The only sound that could be heard were her own footsteps on the hardwood floor as she walked over and took her place in front of her mother. With feet together and hands still at her side she slowly looked up into her mothers eyes. Patricia reached out her hand and Alex slowly placed her tiny hand into her mothers. "Tell me Alex, what have I done wrong?" she asked as she looked down at Alex. "You, you haven't done anything wrong Mother," Alex replied as she continued to look at Patricia with a puzzled face. "Well I must not be doing something right for you to sneak away and deceive me like you have. Those words bit at Alex's heart as she quickly looked at the floor. Patricia let Alex�s hands fall to her side. "Put your hands behind your back and look at me," she scolded. Alex quickly placed her hands behind her back and slowly lifted her eyes to once again meet her mothers. She expected her mother to be very angry but instead she looked very sad. Alex suddenly developed a lump in her throat and her tummy felt sick. "I'm sorry Mother," Alex whispered. "Are you?" she asked as she reached out and took hold of her chin. Alex slightly shook her head yes. "I know your sorry. Sorry that you got caught. Sorry that your plans didn't work out like you had hoped.� As Patricia continued with the lecture, Alex was on the verge of guilty tears. "Let me ask you this. If Mark hadn't gone to check on you and Mr. Mason had brought you back would you be sorry?. For I would have never known you had been naughty," she continued in a soft quiet tone. " Would the guilt have eaten at your tummy enough to confess your wrong doing to me?� Alex knew that she wouldn't have before her mother even finished her sentence. Patricia still had hold of her chin and she couldn't look away. Alex simply closed her eyes in shame. "I didn't think so," she replied. Guilt is a terrible thing. It eats at you here and here and here.� Patricia continued as she pointed to Alex's heart, tummy and face. "It is best to be a good girl and never have to feel those things. To hurt the people that you care about the most by making them loose their trust in you. "So I ask you again. How do you feel now? "I feel, feel really awful Mommy.� Alex broke into tears. Her hands still remained behind her back like she had been told. "I do so much wish that my Alexandra would learn to be a good girl. I do not like to punish her, and I do not like to spank her. Take a deep breath and open your eyes. Patricia released her chin. Alex opened her eyes and once again faced her mother. She watched as her mother took her place on the edge of the bed. Alex didn't even have to be told. She slowly took her place at her mothers side. Patricia undid her pants and pushed them down to her knees. Standing there in front of her mother in only her undies her legs began to shake. She could already feel the stinging slaps on her legs even though her mother hadn't started to spank. "I'm so sorryyyy Mommy," she cried "Ahhh ahhh, you're only half sorry. You haven't accepted your spanking obediently yet. Remorse must be felt and shown before you can truly be sorry.� Patricia straightened her skirt, then gently guided Alex across her knee. Her underpants quickly joined her pants scrunched down around her knees. "Mommyyyyyyy," cried Alex as the fear that had been held in her tummy leaped into her throat and back to her tummy again Patricia always spanked in the same manner. She would start with the sensitive spot on the backs of the legs, up to the chubby part of the bottom. Across to the other side and back down to the other leg. Missing not a spot in between. She would always concentrate extra spanks to the sit spot of her children so the affects would not soon be forgotten as they would try to sit. Alex cried as the spanks stung at her chubby bottom, but as the slaps moved to her legs her cries turned to high pitched yelps and screeches. It didn't really matter what the behavior was, Patricia always spanked for a full ten minutes. It was the worst ten minutes of Alex's life even though she knew it had been deserved. When the spanking was finally over, Alex collapsed completely over Patricia's lap and wailed into her hands as the throbbing stinging handprints on her backside and legs did their job. Finally Patricia lifted Alex to stand and she quickly returned her clothes in their rightful place. Alex continued to wiggle and cry as she stayed beside her mother. Her eyes were closed but the tears and cries were still flowing. Alex felt her mother gently wrap her arms around her and pull her into her loving lap. "I'm sorryyyyyy Mother," cried Alex as she tried to let the warmth of her mothers loving arms consume her. "I know you are Alexandra. Mommy forgives you," she replied Patricia kissed the top of her head. Back downstairs, Mark had begun to scold Wendy. What am I to do with you Wendy," her father asked. "Being naughty is one thing, but lying to me and deliberately deceiving me is something totally different. We have had this discussion before.� His face was cross and stern. "I didn't mean to do it," she whispered. "Wendy, After what I heard come from your mouth at the park, how do you expect me to believe that your deception wasn't intentional.� "It wasn't Daddy. It didn't start out that way. Please let me explain.� "I want you to explain it to me then. Try to make me understand, but before you do, just know that it's not going to get you out of your spanking. So there is no reason for anything other than the truth.� "I wanted to go to town and Mr. Mason said he was going!" He said we could go with him," she answered. Mark scooted to the edge of his chair. Looked at Wendy for a second. He shook his head in disbelief. In one quick motion he grabbed Wendy�s arm and pulled her from the chair. Before she could take a breath, she found herself over her fathers knee. �Daddy no!� Mark reached up and quickly pulled Wendy panties off. He quickly landed seven rapid spanks to Wendy�s bottom, then placed her back into her chair. soft little hiccups came from Wendy as tears ran down her cheeks. "Did he invite you? Mark asked. "No sir," she simply replied. Mark reached down and pulled Wendy�s panties from around her shoe and tossed them on her bed. Wendy, how did you wind up going to town today," Mark asked. "He was going, so I asked," she replied as she wiped her cheeks, then looked at her panties as they lay on the bed next to her. She knew her father was going to give her the tanning of her life. "You knew better, didn't you?" he asked in a stern voice. "You couldn't take us and I wanted to go," Wendy replied. "Did you tell Mr. Mason that I was going to take you after lunch?" Mark asked. "No," she replied cautiously. As soon as she had answered she knew she had said the wrong thing. Mark once again pulled her from the chair. "Ohhh no Daddy, no no, I meant yessssss," she cried. Mark placed her once again over his knee, lifted her dress and set his hand to work. Wendy yelped and kicked her feet as the searing pain coursed through her bottom. He then sat her in the chair once again. Wendy tried to stand, but Mark cleared his throat and pointed to the chair. "I suggest you think before you answer any more of my questions," Mark scolded. As the conversation continued Wendy chose her answers carefully. As painful as it was to tattle on herself, she made sure she stuck to the truth. She knew nothing was going to keep her from getting her spanking at the end but at least with her truthfulness, she could keep another little session from happening. Wendy�s cries had calmed a bit as she continued to sit in the chair and Mark continued to speak to her. "I�m glad you finally decided to tell the truth, however it doesn't change your deliberate deceitful behavior. You know that don't you?" he asked. "Yes Daddy, I know," she replied. With Wendy's final answer of yes, Mark reached to the bed and picked up the nasty hairbrush. Wendy�s tummy developed a knot and she let out a couple quick little hiccups before taking a deep breath. Daddy said I was gonna get it no matter what I said, she thought, but I said I was sorry. I just want it to be over. Jessica was still lying on her bed but by this time her cries had stopped. She was lying completely still on her tummy listening to Wendy's lecture. It was all she could do to contain her own excitement. There was just a little pinch of guilt in her tummy for wanting to hear Wendy get it good. To get what she got. She even hoped for a little more. Mark reached over and took hold of Wendy�s arm to guide her from the chair. He expected a fight and he was mentally prepared. Wendy however surprised him once again when she willingly left her seat. Mark let go and Wendy took the two steps by herself. "Daddy?" Wendy said looking at Mark. Here comes the fight he said to himself. "What is it Wendy! he asked with a stern unhappy sigh. �I�m truly sorry.� �I hope that is true young lady!� Wendy stood staring at her fathers lap. "Wendy!" he stated as he pointed to his knee. Wendy took her last step, reached back and gathered her jumper around her waist. She leaned forward and bent herself willingly over her fathers knee. Mark straightened her. He looked at her bottom so willingly placed before him and then to the hairbrush. He thought for a second. "Not this time," he said allowed as he raised the hairbrush. When it made contact Wendy yelped, then screeched. The hairbrush was indeed the nastiest thing to ever get a spanking with. Every smack made Wendy jump, yelp and screech. In between smacks, she cried. Jessica smiled as she could hear every spank of the brush onto Wendy's bottom. She wondered if god would punish her more for taking delight in Wendy's punishment. Was this worse than being naughty? she wondered. Suddenly Wendy felt her hands fly back and cover her bottom. She didn�t mean for them to but they just seemed to have a mind f their own. "I suggest you get those hands back where they belong young lady," he scolded. As much as she wanted to obey she was a fighter and her hands were now glued to her bottom. "Nooo Daddyyy, I can't take anymore." she cried as her hands stayed put. "You will change your mind," Mark stated as he started to spank the sensitive spots just below her cheeks. "Owwee ohhoweee," she screeched as he continued to spank. He gave three spanks to the right side and then three to the left side. "Oweeeohewww oohweee," she yelped and kicked. Oh how this hurts she thought. Jessica was now listening so intensively that she forgot about how much her own bottom was hurting. She tried not to smile for fear of being noticed, but her heart was dancing in joy. Mark continued as he moved back to the right side again and landed two more spanks of the brush on the back of her leg. It was more than Wendy could take and she quickly removed her hands from her bottom. "Don't spank there," she cried. "Spank my bottommmm, spankkkk myyyy bottommhmmhmmm," she wailed as the tears fell from her face. Jessica couldn't help it as a little giggle escaped her. No matter what, I won't ever ask for my bottom to be spanked, she said to herself. Mark immediately moved his concentration back to her bottom. Over and over the brush rose and fell. Wendy wailed and kicked as the spanks stung her bottom so. After what he thought was a thorough enough spanking he returned the brush to the table. Wendy stayed across his lap wailing as if the world had come to an end for her. She couldn't believe that she had actually asked to be spanked. "Wendy, stand up.� This time she pushed herself up and stood. Mark could tell that Wendy was embarrassed because she was covering her face with her hands. "Jessica, go over and lay in Sarah�s bed," he ordered as he wrapped his arms around Wendy. Jessica crawled from her bed and as she left the room she glanced at Wendy�s bottom. Her skirt was pulled up and she could see how red it was. She suddenly felt guilty for giggling. Mark just stood there holding Wendy in his arms while her bottom wiggled and her legs did a little dance of their own. As her cries diminished she uncovered her face and wrapped her arms around her dad. "I'm sorry Daddy," she said in a very quiet voice. Mark placed his hands over her ears and tilted her head back so he could see her face. "Do you think I enjoy spanking you?" he asked. "No Daddy, I know you don't like it and that�s why I'm sorry. I make you have to do it and I'm sorry," she replied. Mark leaned over and kissed her forehead. "Your a very good girl. You just sometimes do things you know you shouldn't. I know your going to try harder aren't you?" he asked. "Yes Sir. Try harder," she replied as she gave him a little smile. Later in the evening, the three girls got together after most of the children had been tucked in for the night. The girls talked about the fun they had raking leaves and the trip into town. They decided it wasn�t worth the punishment they got and they decided not to do a thing like that again. Posted Replies It's great to see the return of Barrington Hall. Those were 3 great chapters. I hope you have more planned. Beth Oh my, I'm SO glad you are posting it, Susan! It seems that Wendy has serious problems with truth, wonder if she'll learn her lesson fast. And what was it with Jessica gloating over Wendy's spanking? It can't be sibling rivalry, can it? Gee, I hope you fell very inspired Best Haron Hey! What happened to the freshly cut switch? Tee hee..er, you could use it on me and not Wendy OMG! You should consider writing in a sexy vixen type character who Mark falls madly in love with and the girls pull serious pranks on her and genuinely treat her like crap?! SG:) I think I have fallen in love with Mark. <sigh> Angie |
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