The Naughty Wife Pt. 01

I watched as he rose to his full height and moved in front of Amanda and quickly unbuttoned her jeans unceremoniously lowering her tight jeans to her knees revealing her pink nylon thong. The thong barely covered her slit. He turned her around to view her bare cheeks. In one motion he grasped the waistband of her panties and yanked upward forcing the nylon between her cheeks and into her backside crack revealing almost all of her front and back.

Amanda let out a cry of embarrassment and tried to raise her jeans forcing her to bend over. At that moment William landed a hard swat on each cheek making her stand and dance in place causing her jeans to drop to her ankles.

He then said: "Present Sandra or you will receive the same as your sister." Sandra reluctantly unsnapped her jeans and lowered them over her hips to her knees. She had to wiggle to lower the tight jeans. William did the same to her as her sister by pulling the waistband of her yellow thong up forcing her to her tiptoes and making the nylon thong fall into her crease both front and back.

"Okay you two stand next to your Mother at attention," He ordered. I watched as they both waddled over next to me red faced. We were now standing panties displayed in front of him side by side awaiting his next order.

I watched as he walked slowly over to us. He was several inches taller, as he looked down upon us. "I am your new Daddy and I expect obedience there will no more misbehaving or wildness out of both of you." He said staring at both Mandy and Sandy.

"Girls no more nonsense from you, as long as you live under my roof. You are grounded for the remainder of the school year. You will wear the school's uniform and ride the school bus. You will come home directly from school and do your homework. Curfew is 8:00 on a school night and 9:00 on the weekend and bedtime is one hour later. I will give you an allowance and you will seek permission to leave the house. If I have to spank you every day until you behave I will," He said firmly.

"Karen the panties the girls are wearing are not acceptable. You will go through their underwear drawer and discard all of their knickers that do not conform to my standards. You are well aware of what I mean. You will purchase new little girl school knickers. I will take the money out of their allowance," He ordered.

"Yes Daddy," I answer.

Both girls protested stomping their feet and carrying on like 5 year olds. This was the opening William had waited for to happen. He pulled both girls undies down too their ankles exposing their front. He looked at me and told me to shave their pubic area so they were baby smooth. Again both of my girls reacted negatively.

"Karen please get the spanking strap over on the table," He orders. Each room in the house had either a spanking strap or a hairbrush as a reminder to behave and for ease of use. I walked over to the table in the corner panties still exposed and handed the strap to William. It was about 18 inches long, two inches wide and was made of thick but pliable leather. I know from experience the sting it imparted.

"Girls touch your toes," He commanded. Again they hesitated only to have their posterior swatted with his large meaty hand directly on their thighs. I heard a cry and both 20 year olds touched their toes simultaneously. They bent in half effortlessly because of their athletic build and both hands touched their toes revealing 4 bare cheeks, as their thongs disappeared into their backside crease.

He swished the strap in the air making me and the girls jump, and then swung the strap twice in succession landing a strap mark across the cheeks of both girl's rear ends. They both jumped and began to whimper as the next set of strap marks shown on their bums. Over and over the strap landed leaving red marks on their backsides. Soon the 20 year olds began to cry like 5 year olds saying:

"Please Daddy we will be sooooo good. No morrrre pleaseee."

"Okay children stand up. Your Mother will get you ready for bed. No supper and you are grounded for the night," He said.

"Karen you will discard all panties except full cut cotton school girl undies. Is that clear?" He ordered.

"Yes Daddy," I said quickly.

"Upstairs children," He orders. All three of us begin the slow walk up to the bedroom. The girls shuffle and waddle because of the knickers around their ankles.

4

I stop my daydreaming as the bus pulls to a stop in front of my office building. Rising from my seat I quickly pull my dress down, as I have been sitting on my panties. I leave the bus and Elizabeth my personal assistant is waiting for me. William has made her in charge of me or babysitter as he calls her. I step in front of her exactly where she points and I wait as she looks me over. I am a partner in the law firm yet I am being treated like a child.

"Step closer Young Lady I want to check your anal plug," She orders. I do so and feel her hand lift my skirt in the back and feel my panties for the anal plug. She feels it protruding and drops my skirt. I remain standing at attention, as other employees pass by me giving me a look. My face starts to blush, as my assistant continues to look me over. She walks around me inspecting my dress.

"Which little girl panties are you wearing," Saying it just loud enough for people passing by to hear. I can see them slowing down to hear the answer as I stand at attention.

"My bright yellow Cinderella undies Ma'am," I answer.

"Were you spanked last night Young Lady?" She asks?

"Yes Ma'am with the hairbrush on my bare backside," I answer.

"Okay time to go to work," She indicates and take a hold of my wrist making me follow her. Her hand is

Like a vise grip and I must follow closely behind her. We enter the lobby heading for the partner's private elevator. Entering the elevator Elizabeth places her pass key into the slot and the elevator takes off slowly heading for the top floor. The partner's offices are all on the 40th floor of the building. I face the elevator wall, as I have been taught the past two weeks. Elizabeth raises my dress displaying my tight Cinderella undies.

"Are you wearing a panty liner, Missy?" She asks?"

"No Ma'am I am not wearing a panty liner," I answer.

"You are going to need one Young Lady." She says to herself. We reach the top floor and I turn to the front and wait for Elizabeth to grasp my wrist to lead me to my office. We reach my office and head inside to the center of the room. I wait for Elizabeth as she looks inside her purse for a panty liner. She motions to me with one finger and I raise my skirt and lower my panties to my knees making sure they are inside out. Taking the panty liner she places it inside my undies. She turns me around so she can see my bare red backside and then pulls my underwear up very tight.

She motions me to start work and heads out to her place outside my door. About 10:30 I feel the need to pee and buzz the intercom. "Ma'am I have to go potty," I say quietly hoping no one is listening. I hear her say "Ask me again in 10 minutes I am busy."

I watch the clock as it turns slowly towards the ten minute mark. I begin to squirm as I sit on my panties behind my desk. Finally the 10 minutes arrives and I buzz the intercom begging Elizabeth to allow me to pee. She relents and comes into my office telling me to get the child's potty chair, and to place it in the center of the office. I run to the private bathroom and get the potty placing it where she demands. I am hopping from one foot to another like a first grade child.

"Lower your undies and squat over the potty, but do not release until I give the order, "She says. I do as she says and I squat over the potty. My dress is raised over my hips and my knickers are at my ankles. She signals for me to pee with one word: "begin." All of a sudden I cannot pee with her watching and I begin to wiggle.

"Are you wasting my time, Missy? I will count to 5 and if you do not go I will put you in diapers for the day," She says. All of a sudden a loud stream of pee lands in the potty bowl. My face blushes as I realize I am peeing in front of my Personal Assistant. It keeps flowing almost filling the bowl half-way. She can see my clit and vulva. My clit is strangely aroused as I finish. She bends over and wipes me with tissue like a Mother wipes a child. She checks my panty liner and sees the pee stains on the cotton.

"Leave your panties down and go bend over the desk, so I can inspect you Young Lady," She orders taking my wrist. I waddle over to my desk and lay my chest down on the desk. I spread my legs wide and wait for her to come over to me. I hear her say: "Apart." Meaning to take my fingers and spread my lips apart.

I feel her finger touching my lips to make sure I am dry and then she dips two fingers inside of me causing me to jump. She pushes in and out making me hump the desk up and down. I am so horny.

She pushes on the anal plug checking that it is firmly inside of my rosebud. "Okay Young Lady back to work. Leave your undies at your ankles."

"Yes Ma'am," I answer and go sit at my desk on my bare bottom. I watch as she returns the potty to my private bathroom. The remainder of the day consists of me eating my peanut butter and jelly sandwich, drinking my milk and eating my apple. Elizabeth has me sit on her lap in one of the leather chairs in my office. I sit like a 6 year old as she feeds me the sandwich a bite at a time, and allows me to drink the milk from a straw. A 41 year old adult women, I am being treated like a child. She allows me to go potty before returning to work.

The afternoon passes slowly, but it finally ends and I get ready to go home. The routine since I have been grounded is that I get a bare bottom spanking, so I remember to behave on the bus. I walk over to where my purse is located in my desk drawer and take out the oak oval shaped hairbrush. I walk over to where Elizabeth is sitting on the straight backed chair in the middle of the room, and I stand in front of her. I raise my short skirt allowing her to lower my underwear inside out to my knees. Still holding my skirt over my hips I slide to her right side and bend over her lap.

My head is to her left and my backside is raised over her lap with my long legs to her right side. They are as straight as possible. My toes are touching the floor making sure my bum is perched perfectly over her lap. She can see my lightly crimson cheeks facing her. I hand the hairbrush to Elizabeth, and say: "Please tan my backside Ma'am I deserve a hard spanking for drinking and driving."

"I am going to give you a quick spanking before we go. Your Daddy called and wants you home by 5:30 apparently there is an issue with your twin girls. I will drive you home," She announced. She pressed her hand down on my anal plug and raised her hairbrush. The swats fell on the crease between my upper thighs and lower hang of my fanny cheeks. It is the most sensitive spot to be spanked and stings the most. It sounded like fireworks: 'Rat atat atat atat atat,' several quick hair brush swats in a row landing on my crease. I began to cry and wail as the sting is so bad. She spanked for only about three minutes but fast and hard.

She stopped the paddling and orders me to my feet. I get up awkwardly holding my backside and jumping from foot to foot while blubbering. I looked like a child not a 41 year old Mother of two. Elizabeth rose from the seat and handed me my purse and lunchbox and grabbed my ear. She marched me toward the door with my panties still tangled around my ankles and headed for the elevator. Luckily no one was around, as I shuffled into the elevator.

I reached down to pull up my knickers and got a swat: "Leave then at your ankles Young Lady." I straightened up, as the elevator reached the parking level. She marched me by my right ear to her car opened the back door for me to sit. I winced as I sat with my skirt raised onto the cold leather. She buckled me in like a child and retrieved the pacifier from the pocket book and placed it into my mouth.

Elizabeth left the garage and headed toward her house, which was next to mine. Unfortunately for her she drove too fast breaking the speed limit by 15 miles per hour causing her to get a speeding ticket. I began to smile in the backseat knowing what would happen, once she arrived at our house. No way could she hide it, as I knew about the ticket.

We reached our house close to 30 minutes late. Elizabeth parked her car in our driveway and slowly walked to the back door to unbuckle my seat belt. As she leaned over to remove my pacifier she whispered 'not to tell William about the speeding ticket.' I just smiled as I raised my knickers over my hips; they had been around my ankles.

We walked up the stairs, as I watched Elizabeth rubbing her bum covered skirt, and entered the house to greet William as he waited for us sitting in his recliner. We both curtsied in unison raising our skirt and dress high over our hips and bending our knees one behind the other. "Good evening Sir," We said.

My yellow Cinderella knickers were on display and Elizabeth was wearing a pair of Spanx over her panties.

"Where have you two been?" He asked? We looked at each other as our skirt and dress fell back into place.

Elizabeth said: "Just traffic Sir. No big deal."

"What do you say Young Lady?" He said looking into my eyes with a steel blue stare. I told him the entire story including the speeding ticket that Elizabeth received. If looks could kill I would be dead, as Elizabeth looked straight through me.

I gasped as I noticed my twin daughters facing the wall in the living room, dressed in their school girl school uniform, that they were required to wear at their job. Their short girl's school uniforms were pinned to the back of their white blouses. The most shocking thing was they were both wearing diapers and plastic panties over them and both girls were 25 years old.

Their thighs were covered in red blotches about the size of a hairbrush. Elizabeth and I both gasped at the sight and sound of the twins crying and sobbing with embarrassment and from the spanking. William explained that both girls received a poor quarterly review from Miss Jackson, their boss at work. They were tarty to work most days, took long lunch hours, were rude to the customers and to the staff and in general acted like 5 year olds. He continued that he used the oak hairbrush on their bare bums until each were crying and jumping up and down.

He then had Miss Jackson dress them in nappies and plastic panties and to pin their short skirts up in the back. To further embarrass them they were given a pacifier and made to stand facing the corner for the remainder of the day for the entire store to see. William grounded them for the weekend and they will remain in diapers.

William rose from his seat and ordered Amanda to get the spanking strap from the table and to hand it to him. She quickly followed his order curtsying as she handed him the strap. She was mortified to be dressed in nappies in front of everyone, and blushed a bright red with tears still flowing down her face. William took the strap and before she left to return to the corner he snapped it on her already bright red blotched thighs making Amanda screech even louder. It left two strap marks on her upper thighs.

William looked at me holding my dress over my hips and indicated to go face the wall alongside the twins with my undies on display. I did as I was told and faced the wall with my heels together hands holding my dress over my hips. William could see the bare under hang of my red cheeks peeking out of my tight knickers.

Elizabeth was holding her pencil skirt over her hips with her white nylon Spanx on display. She knew she was in deep trouble for fibbing to William. William flipped his finger indicating her Spanx should come down. The look on his face meant do so quickly. She wiggled back and forth as she pulled her tight Spanx over her hips inside out to her knees. She was left standing in her pink cotton frilly underwear that William picked for her to wear today. It had little girl ruffles on the backside. "Display Young Lady," He commanded. This meant to lower her undies inside out to her knees.

She followed orders and was left standing nude from her blouse to her knees. The panty contained a panty liner to protect her knickers from any seepage; such as, pee or any dampness from her daydreaming. William grasped her right ear and slowly marched her to the bathroom using the strap on her backside all the way. She had trouble walking, as the Spanx and panties caused her to sway back and forth, as she took mincing steps. She was sobbing quietly as she headed to the bathroom.

He took a bar of soap from the sink and began to wet it slowly in front of Elizabeth. "Do you know what is going to happen now Young Lady," Speaking to her like a child.

"Yes Daddy," Said the 53 year old.

"What is that?" He questioned expecting her full cooperation?

"I am going to get my mouth soaped like a naughty little girl for fibbing to you," She said and opened her mouth with her tongue out. She hoped by cooperating the soaping would not be too bad. He took the soap and inserted inside her mouth scrubbing her lips and gums with the fowl tasting soap. Elizabeth started to gag and gasp causing tears to appear in her eyes. He rubbed gently causing bubbles to appear. He even washed her tongue with the soap. Finally, he stopped rubbing the soap in her mouth and placed the bar in her mouth.

William walked her back to the living room and placed her next to me with the soap in her mouth. She faced the wall and was blubbering from the taste of the soap. Her backside was on display and she was mortified.

"Amanda and Sandra turn and face me," He ordered.

"Yes Daddy," They both said and turned showing him the front of their plastic panties and diapers. They had their heads down submissively and their hands behind their backs. "Your Mother will get you ready for bed. You both are grounded for the weekend and you will wear your nappies the entire time," He said.

"Karen you will get them ready for bed. You make sure they wear their footed PJ's with the drop seat back and the zipper down the front so they can be easily changed. You get ready as well you may wear your Cinderella night shirt with your panties you have on now. Leave your anal plug in your anus. And come back downstairs. You three may go," He said.

All three girls headed for the stairs up to their bedroom. I could see him grab Elizabeth by the ear and march her over to the dining room table. He removed the soap from her mouth taking it out to the kitchen and gave Elizabeth some water to rinse her mouth. Once she rinsed her mouth out he bent her over the table and used the spanking strap on her naughty backside until she was crying and sobbing.

"Spread as wide as you can, Missy," he ordered and got the anal plug from her purse, which she was required to carry every day. He lubricated it with Vaseline and slowly inserted it into her rectum until it was lodged deep inside.

"Now Young Lady you will be printing lines for the next two hours. Any mistakes and you will start over. Sit right here and print 'I am a naughty little girl who fibbed to my Daddy.'" Elizabeth sat down at the dining room table and started her assignment, while William went into the lounge to watch TV.

About ten minutes later I came downstairs dressed as ordered and reported to William in the lounge. William called for Elizabeth to join us in the lounge. He had her kneel in front of him, as he positioned me over the back of the couch. My head was touching the seat and my rump was raised high over the back. He lowered my panties to my knees and told me to spread my cheeks nice and wide with my fingers. He removed my anal plug and lubricated my rosebud with K-Y jelly. I shivered as I felt the cold jelly enter my rectum.