Moving III

From: [email protected] (SamPast)

This story is fictitious. Any resemblance to living or dead, is purely a coincidence. This story involves the spanking of a young child. It is only a story. The author in no way encourages the spanking of young children. Enjoy the story. I would love any feedback. Please send any comments to: [email protected]


As they were leaving the amusement park, Jennifer called out, "I call the middle," referring to which seat she would get in the old station wagon.

Robin said, "That's not fair, you always get the middle."

Then Jennifer said, "Well, Robin, you know the back is too bumpy for me; I'll have an accident."

Robin muttered to herself, "I'll have an accident." She was mimicking her sister.

Once settled in the back with her cousin, Joseph, Robin turned to him and asked, "Hey, Joseph, you ever realize how much attention your sister and my sister get when they wet themselves?"

Joseph asked, "What do you mean?"

Robin said, "Well, they wet themselves, and then they get all this attention. It's like they're going to explode or something. I can't stand it. I mean my parents actually let Jennifer wear her nighttime 'diapers' all day. And usually, she gets in trouble for wetting herself. I just don't get it."

Joseph answered, "Yeah, I don't get it, either."

Robin said, "Well maybe I have to wet my pants to get some attention around here."

Joseph wrinkled up his face and said, "Oh, yuck!"

Robin laughed. "You're right, it's gross."

As the car pulled in the driveway twenty minutes later, Joan turned around in the front seat and said, "Well, hon, which one are you going to carry in first?"

Jack turned around. All four kids and the baby were sound asleep. Jack said, "I guess I'll start with the youngest and work my way up."

Once all four kids and the baby were settled down for naps, Jack and Joan sat on the couch in the living room, and put their feet up.

"This is the life, " Jack said.

After a little while, Jack said, "Well, I think it's time I dealt with some naughty children. I'll be back in a bit."

First he went up to his son's room. Joseph was awake, staring at the ceiling. Jack went in and sat down on the edge of Joseph's bed.

"Son, it's time for you and me to have a talk about what happened at the amusement park today." Joseph sat up.

Jack continued, "Son, what you did was very bad. Do you know what could have happened to you?" He waited for Joseph to answer.

Joseph said, "I could have got hit by the train?"

Jack said, "Well, probably not, because there are gates there, but, yeah, if you weren't paying attention, you could have gotten hurt. Anything else?"

Joseph thought about it. Then he said, "Mommy said some bad people could have come and taken me away. I'm sorry, Daddy!" Joseph put his head against his dad and cried.

His dad let him cry a little. Then he said, "Joseph, I know you are sorry, but you still must be punished. Come on."

Joseph stood up before his father. Jack pulled his pants and underwear down to his ankles and pulled Joseph across his lap. He started to spank in earnest. All he could think about was what could have happened to his young son. After about 25 spanks, Jack stopped. Joseph's bottom was red and he was crying hysterically. Jack stood his son up and pulled up his underwear and pants. Then he pulled Joseph into his arms and let him cry.

Joseph said, "I'm sorry, Daddy, I won't disobey you again. I'm sorry."

His father said, "I know you're sorry, my son. Okay, shh, everything's okay."

When Joseph had finished crying, Jack asked him if he wanted to sleep some more or go downstairs and watch tv. Joseph chose tv. Jack went into his bedroom, where both twins were sleeping. Jennifer was still sound asleep, but Robin was laying there awake. Jack motioned for Robin to follow him out of the room.

Robin asked, "Uncle Jack, are you going to punish me?" Jack nodded.

"Let's go into Joseph's room. He's downstairs." Robin followed her uncle into her cousin's room.

Uncle Jack asked, "Robin, do you know why you're getting a spanking?"

Robin nodded. "Because we didn't listen to you at the park. And we lost Joseph."

Jack asked, "Any other reason?"

Robin thought. Then she said, "Um, because I was playing a game when I should have been looking for Joseph?"

When her uncle nodded, Robin spoke up, "But we did look for him, Uncle Jack, we couldn't find him. And Jennifer was at the bathroom, so I wanted to stay in one place."

Jack said, "Okay, well, let's back up, when Joseph first ran off, and you couldn't find him, what else could you have done?"

Robin saw where her uncle was going. "Oh, you mean, we could have asked someone to help us, or um, we could have come and told you."

"Exactly, " Jack said, "why didn't you?"

Robin said, "I guess we were afraid to tell you that we hadn't listened to you, and that we had lost him."

Jack said, "Well, I found out anyway, and now you're in big trouble. You could have saved yourself this spanking. Let's go."

Robin came and stood before her uncle. She tried to blink back tears as her uncle pulled down her pants and panties. She hated to get spankings; she tried to avoid them as often as possible. Jack pulled Robin over his lap and started to spank.

Robin tried not to cry. She stared at the floor and thought how differently her uncle spanks than her daddy. Uncle Jack spanked the same place over and over again. It was kind of how her mommy spanked, but not exactly. Her mommy did spank over and over in the same place, but stayed in the middle of her bottom. Uncle Jack spanked in the spot where her bottom met her thighs. She knew she was going to have trouble sitting down later on.

After two dozen spanks, Jack stopped. He rested his hand on Robin's bottom and listened to his niece cry. Robin had given into the crying after the first dozen spanks. Robin winced as her uncle pulled her panties and pants back up over her sore bottom.

Jack turned her around to face him, and asked, "Do you want to go downstairs and watch tv with your cousin, or do you want to rest here and cry it out for awhile?" Robin just nodded.

Her uncle said, "Okay, sweetheart, you just lay down here. I love you."

Robin sobbed. "I love you too, Uncle Jack, I'm sorry."

Uncle Jack had walked away, but he came back when Robin apologized. "I know you are, honey. Sometimes you just need to be reminded how sorry you are."

"Uncle Jack, are you going to tell Mommy and Daddy about this?" Robin asked.

"No," he said. Robin looked up. "But you will," Jack said as he walked out.

As Jack closed Joseph's door and walked into the hall, he sighed. "Two down, and one to go." He went back into his bedroom. There was no one there. He walked into the hall, and met Jennifer coming out of the bathroom.

Jack looked at his niece, and said, "Let's go." Jennifer followed her uncle back into his bedroom. Jack said, "Do you know what's going to happen right now?"

Jennifer said, "Yes, sir, you're going to spank me."

"Do you know why?" her uncle asked.

"Yes, because I didn't listen to you at the arcade, and I lost Joseph," Jenn answered.

Jack thought how interesting it was that Jennifer spoke in terms of "I", while Robin had said "We".

Jack didn't lecture Jennifer like he did Robin. Jennifer was an old hat at spankings. She just wanted it to be over with fast. Jack pulled Jennifer's pants and panties down to her ankles. Jack guessed she had finally taken her pantsies off after she used the bathroom. Jack didn't waste any time punishing his niece. Soon Jennifer was crying and whining for her uncle to stop. After two dozen spanks, Jack did stop. Jennifer's bottom was as red as Robin's had been.

Jack stood Jenn up and went to pull her pants and panties up. Jennifer said, "No, please don't pull them up. It hurts too much." Jennifer stepped out of her pants and panties and laid down on the bed. She started to rub her bottom.

Jack said, "I love you, baby."

Jennifer smiled. She knew she had been forgiven, when her uncle used the nickname her father always used for her.

Her uncle said, "Come downstairs when you're ready. Okay, baby?"

Jenn said, "Okay."

(To be continued)

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