Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience. Welcome to the world of Little Girl Discipline; a world where adults enjoy strictly disciplining little girls' bare bottoms (and other places). I do hope you enjoy this story. I am always looking for inspiration so please email me at littlegdiscipline@mail.com and share your experiences / thoughts. This is one of my older stories and it lacks some of the length and sophistication of my later ones. I think it is still a good read and hope you enjoy it. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---- HORNY MUM (MF/g, NC, spanking, ped, oral, anal) I lay back to relax in the tub for the ten minutes before Samantha was due to arrive home from School. Being a single Mum is not easy, especially when your husband disappears after just two years and leaves you with nothing except his eleven year old daughter. Still, they say every cloud has a silver lining. In this particular case that silver lining was the very personal pleasure I got from administering young Samantha's punishments. From the moment we were married I claimed `Stepmother's rights' to punish little Sammy as I saw fit. I guess he wasn't to know that the way I saw fit was for a stark naked little Sammy to be getting private spanking sessions in my bedroom after School. Poor little Sammy, standing in front of me with hands on head and knickers pulled down, with me scolding her for some minor misdeed. Even by then my pussy would be in absolute floods. Then over my knee, that fleshy little butt just sticking up, asking for it. At first I spanked with just my hand but I soon assembled a small armoury of `little helpers' for her bum; the hairbrush, the strap, the paddle and the switch all became firm friends with Sammy's cringing bottom cheeks. All the time my pussy would be in spasms of delight. Her damn Father didn't take a blind bit of interest. The number of times I made Sammy show off everything to him. I'd make her bend right down with her ass virtually in his face, her bright red swollen bum cheeks covered with switch or paddle marks. I'd spread her cheeks so he could look at her holes. Nothing! No reaction at all. If only he had shown some interest it would have been so sweet. The only thing that gets me wetter than spanking a little girl myself is watching a man do it. Just like I used to watch when my Dad spanked my silly little sister. Me sitting on my royal ass on the sofa, legs apart and wanking like mad whilst Dad wrapped his belt around her rudely exposed botty and she squealed herself stupid. After I had finished wanking and cum I would let Dad know to stop. Then I had to give Dad his reward. That dirty big cock of his down my throat until my lips touched the base of it. That big thing of his was hard to take but it was worth it to watch my sister getting her bare ass beaten. What I needed was a man like that. My hand drifted to my pussy. I was definitely in the mood and idly wondered if giving Sammy's bum a hard paddling would hit the mark or if those special squeals she made when getting the switch would induce even more throbbing in my pussy. Suddenly there was a terrible screech of tyres and a crash outside. I jumped out of the bath and grabbing a bath robe ran to the window to look. The scene was clear. Sammy stood in the middle of the front yard her head in her hands, her ball was rolling down the road and opposite an expensive car had swerved and hit a lamppost. The number of times I had told Sammy about playing out front. I dashed downstairs and out to the car. It was a man, about forty, slightly balding but not bad looking. He was angry. "Your idiot daughter!" he shouted, "She kicked her ball right into my car. I hope you've got a good insurance company." "Please, come in, you might be hurt. We can talk about it." I blabbered. I wasn't insured. How much would it cost? I couldn't even afford a lawyer. Maybe if I could get him inside then I could get his cock down my throat and he would forget about it. He swung his door open, got out and started walking back towards my house. "Do you have no control over that stupid girl?" he stormed. I ran behind him trying to keep up. Samantha followed crying. She knew that her bum was really in for it now. "I try my best." was all I could think to say. We got back to the house and he went to the kitchen. "Please," I said, "I don't have much money. We must be able to come to some other arrangement. I'd be so grateful if we could." I let my bath robe slip open. "Really really grateful." I emphasised. Then I noticed he was looking past me. I followed his gaze to Sammy's paddle that was hung up on the wall. I'd put it there to embarrass Sammy when her friends came round. "It's hers'." I said. He nodded. "Go and wait upstairs." I told Sammy and she disappeared. Now his voice was quieter, more conspiratorial. "Maybe we can come to an arrangement?" "Yes, of course." I agreed. It was just too dangerous to show my hand too early so I played it straight. "She was very naughty playing with her ball like that and making you swerve and crash. I think a good spanking from you on her bare bottom with the paddle would teach her a good lesson." He seemed to be considering it. I guessed the damage to his car was expensive and he must be weighing up the offer. I decided to put a little more on the table. "You can go upstairs now and do it in private in her bedroom. I won't come up and disturb you. Just come down when you've finished." I offered. That seemed to do the trick. "Well, yes, OK, I think that would seem fair." he said, "I'm going to do it really hard, mind." "Honestly, that's fine." I answered, "I don't mind how you do it. I don't consider it a good paddling unless she's got some blisters." He nodded at me and I heard him climbing the stairs and then Sammy's bedroom door open and shut. My pussy was on fire. I knew that Sammy would have got ready for her punishment thinking she was going to get it from me when he left. The first thing that he would see when he walked into the room would be a start naked Samantha bent over touching her toes, her ass sticking out towards the door. I crept up to spy on them. I slipped into my bedroom and closed the curtains. I had several spyholes that I had made into Sammy's room. I selected one and looked through. He was sitting on her bedroom chair and had her over his knees. I could hear the muffled noises of her crying and talking. She must be trying her usual trick of pleading off. But I could tell from the way he was rubbing the paddle over her ass and the look of unbridled lust he had in his eyes that Samantha was not going to escape a single smack. He was holding Sammy's hands up behind her back. He was going to be able to hold her over his knees and keep her hands out of the way at the same time. He started spanking slowly. A hard whack with the paddle and then time for Sammy to cry and wriggle on his lap. He was clearly enjoying it. And so was I. My fingers were up my pussy wanking like crazy. He carried on with his slow hard spanks for a few minutes and I could hear that Samantha was crying lustily now. His speed slowly increased so that the smacks were falling in a steady tempo. He had changed the way he was sitting so that Samantha's naked wriggling body was positioned over his cock. The more he spanked her the quicker she wriggled and the more extreme her movements. He kept spanking quicker and harder until the howling girl was cavorting over his lap like a wild thing. Then he stopped and let her go. Sam jumped off his lap and did her traditional bottom clutching war dance for him. I could see he was enchanted. I had cum several times and I had to move quickly to be downstairs waiting for him. He came down the stairs and headed for the door. I couldn't just let him go out of my life. I had to think of something. "Was it OK? Was everything fine?" I asked. "Fine, thank you." He replied and kept walking towards the door. I moved quickly over to where he was before he got out. Then I saw the huge cum stain on the front of his trousers that he'd been trying to hide. I had to think quickly. "Oh no!" I said pointing at the stain, "Did she wet herself whilst she was being spanked? I'm so sorry! It's my fault. I should have told you." He looked very relieved. "It's OK." he said, "Everything was fine. I won't trouble you anymore." "Oh OK. It's just that when Sammy wets during punishment she gets it repeated." I said. I could see he was interested but holding back. "What do you mean?" he asked. "Well, I was wondering if you'd like to come back later this week and spank Samantha again. Maybe I could cook a meal and you could bring some wine and we could make a night of it? And I hope you don't think this sounds odd, but next time you might be better off taking your trousers and pants off before you spank her. That way you won't get your clothes damaged. I'll put tissues and stuff in her room so you can clean up afterwards if she does it again. Would you like to come back and see us? I'm a really good cook. You won't be disappointed." "Yes, that sounds really nice." he said, "I'm Charles by the way." He stuck out his hand for me to shake. "I'm Janet." I replied shaking his hand. "How about Tuesday night at seven? I think that any blisters on Sammy's bum will have gone by then." "OK." he said, "See you at seven." On Tuesday I had everything ready for him when he arrived. There was a lovely casserole in the oven and Sammy was standing with her nose in the corner of the kitchen snivelling noisily. She only had her vest and knickers on and for good measure I'd pulled her knickers down to her knees. She kept wriggling her little bum cheeks in fearful anticipation of the stinging to come. There was a knock and the door and I answered. Charles was there looking almost quite sexy. I took the bottle of wine and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Then I showed him into the kitchen. I heard him gasp quietly when he saw Sammy displayed for him. His eyes were glued to her bum. I handed him the paddle. "Just like last time." I said, "Take as long as you like and then come downstairs. And as I said before you're welcome to take your trousers and pants off this time." He needed no second bidding and the sobbing Samantha was briskly marched upstairs and I heard her bedroom door shut. I scooted upstairs to spy on the action. By the time I got there he had already got Sammy's vest and knickers off. His trousers were hung over the edge of the bed and he was just taking his pants off. His cock sprung into view. Good and hard, ready for action. Not the worlds biggest but more than large enough to bring tears to Sammy's eyes if it ever got pushed into one of her tight little holes. I thought it looked as though it would fit down my throat quite comfortably. A pleasure I wanted to give to Charles soon. He sat down on the bedroom chair and had Sammy stand in front of him with her hands on her head. Then he started to feel her up. My pussy was soaking. Not only was he ready to spank her but he was genuinely sexually interested in her too. He grasped his cock and started to rub the head of it between Sammy's little pussy lips. She tried to back away but he said something and waved the paddle at her menacingly. She stayed still crying whilst he enjoyed the feeling of her tiny pussy against his big cock-end. I wondered if he was going to penetrate her, but he didn't. Instead he pulled her over his lap for her spanking. He couldn't resist one more humiliation for Sammy and I saw him part her bum cheeks and spread her ass hole to look at. Like last time he spanked hard. Sammy was soon kicking and squealing. Clearly this time he was enjoying himself even more with his exposed cock rubbing nicely against Sammy's naked body. More confident that I wouldn't disturb him he took his time. Spanking for a while, stopping to play with Sammy's punished cheeks and then starting again. Sammy's bottom received more and more hard spanks. It was bright red and swollen. I knew that it would be starting to blister. Then I saw him groan and buck his hips. He let her up for her war dance. I could see that her tummy was wet and slippery. My fingers had been up my pussy wanking hard and making me cum. I took them out and hurried downstairs to be ready for him. I had his food on the table when he came down. He looked calm and blissed out. He had obviously really enjoyed himself. I poured him a glass of wine and we made some small talk. All the time he was being real nice to me, complementing me on my cooking and how nice I looked. I found out that he was divorced with a good job and income. I soon decided that this was one man I needed to work hard to keep hold of. I slipped my hand into his lap and he looked at me questioningly. "Please Charles, I just want to show you how grateful I am for helping with Sammy." I said and started to slip under the table. He started to protest as I began to undo his belt. I looked up at him with my best pleading look. "Oh Charles, please let me do this for you. I'm sooooo good at it. I promise I won't disappoint." I begged. He let me strip off his trousers and pants. He had already cum whilst spanking Sammy but I knew I could coax more from him. I started to lick and nibble the cock-end and I heard him groan slightly. I pulled the foreskin softly back and began to work expertly of the really sensitive bits. He was hardening up quickly. I dropped further down and began to suck his balls into my mouth making loud slurping noises. "Oh Janet!" I heard him groan softly. He wasn't prepared for what I did next. I dropped down, spread his bum cheeks and started noisily licking his ass. I was prepared to work very hard for him. "Oh God, Janet!" he moaned. I looked up at him. "Has no one ever done this for you before?" I asked innocently. "No, no one." he confided. "Oh Charles, poor you." I said, "I think all women should do this for their men. It feels so nice for them. Here let me do it properly." I stuck my tongue right up his asshole. I heard him gasp and he stuck his bum further into my face. I gave him the best damn ass-licking ever whilst he moaned with pleasure. Then I raised my head up, fixed my eyes on his and without losing eye contact then put his whole length of his cock down my throat and kept it there. I drew back up keeping my eyes fixed on his. "Charles, darling, I have to tell you something. Listening to you spanking Sammy really turned me on. Did you like it too?" I asked. "Her little ass was great." he smiled. "Did you hurt her bum really badly?" I asked. "She sure cried a lot and I gave her a few blisters to cry about." he said. "Yeah, the way she was crying sounded like you were doing a really good job. It made me so wet." I said and took his cock right down my throat again. I jerked my head fucking his cock with my throat for a short while. Then I withdrew him again. "Charles, you know I'd love to see you do it to her. I've got this switch and it really makes her dance. If you could just give it to her whilst I watched." I pleaded. "Maybe, if I could watch you punish her." he asked. "Oh Charles, is that what you like best? You naughty man! You want to watch a mean Momma whippin' her naughty little girl's bare ass? Watch that naughty little girl shout and cry and show her bits off to you? And then what? You with your trousers and pants off and that naughty little girl showing you how sorry she is? Maybe like this." I said and stuck his cock back down my throat for some more great head. "Oh God, Janet! You're so hot!" he exclaimed, "I want to watch you switch Sammy's ass." "I bet you'd like to put this cock up her ass as well." I said. "Oh God, yeah! If you'd let me." he answered. "Let you? I'd help you stick it in." I said. "Jeeze Janet, just tell me what I need to do." he said. "Just come down my throat and then we can talk about it." I said and used my mouth and throat on his cock until shuddering with delight he came. It was soon agreed that Sammy and I would be permanent house guests of his. I knew I was going to have to work really hard to keep this man but poor Samantha's sorry butt was going to be working a lot harder. Over the next six months I gave Samantha plenty of hard training on how to please her new Stepdaddy. Charles kept me well satisfied with his stern discipline of his new stepdaughter. But Friday night's were Charles' favourite when I treated him to some first class hard Stepmother-Daughter discipline. Friday nights just like tonight. I had dressed Samantha in the special punishment uniform I had designed. It hadn't taken me long to learn that Charles liked the little schoolgirl look and I had tailored the uniform around this. Her underwear was a white vest and knee socks with no knickers. On top of this she wore an almost Victorian style black pinafore. The pinafore was modified with two large buttons at chest height at the front and back with the corresponding button holes just above the bottom hem. This meant that I could quickly have her bared from the navel down with no chance of clothing getting in the way during the punishment. I found that Charles liked her being partially dressed with her punishment areas bared even more than he liked her being completely naked. I now had Samantha sat in front of me whilst I brushed her hair. I wanted it nice and straight so that I could put it up into cute bunches tied with pretty ribbons. She looked so innocent and vulnerable with her hair like that and dressed in the punishment uniform. Samantha was already crying miserably. She looked up at my face reflected in the dressing mirror in front of us. "Please Momma, don't hurt me bad tonight." she whined. My pussy started to throb. "Samantha, you should have thought of that when you were doing your maths test, shouldn't you. You know I'm going to have to cane you for those results." I said. "Boo Hoo! Oh Momma, not the cane! Please! I'll do better next week. The cane hurts! It really really hurts! And it's even worse `cause when Uncle watches me get the cane it makes his willy really hard. Then he'll want to stick it in my bottom hole! That's going to hurt even more. Please don't cane me! Please Momma, please!" she pleaded. "Well Sammy, I could spank you with the paddle first and then you could try and make Uncle's willy squirt with your mouth. But if you don't try hard enough then I'll have to cane you." I suggested. Silly girl, she was probably going to end up getting twice the punishment. Still, Charles would love it and so would I. "Oh Momma, if you think it would work I'll take a paddle spanking. Do you think Uncle's willy would squirt better if I lick his bottom hole?" she asked. "I'm sure it's worth a try, Sammy" I said. God, Charles was going to love this. "Sammy, I want to put cream up your bottom now so that if Uncle does want to use it he can slip up there nicely. Bend over and spread your bottom cheeks for me." I instructed. "Boo hoo! Yes Momma." she said. Sammy got up and bent over double, her hands reaching back and pulled her bum cheeks apart. I was really wet and my pussy throbbed. I put lubricating gel on my middle finger and started to worm it up her anus. She gasped and wriggled. I added my index finger. "Ooooo Momma, don't!" she exclaimed. I removed my fingers, she was well lubricated and if she was tight I was sure Charles wouldn't complain. "Sammy, go to your room and wait for me." I said. I needed to take care of my own special preparations before punishing Sammy's lovely little firm bum. After Sammy left the room I stripped off my skirt and panties and fetched my special pleasure kit from the top shelf of my wardrobe. From it I selected some vibrating `love eggs'; two small egg shaped vibrators with wires running to a separate case with batteries and controls. I opened up my legs and slipped the two eggs up into my pussy. I was so wet with anticipation that I didn't need any additional lubrication. Then I took a thick panty pad and lined my panties. The amount of pleasure juice my pussy would be leaking whilst I dealt with Sammy would soak my panties and jeans if I didn't take care. I pulled up my panties threading the wires through the leg. Then I put on my `special' jeans and using a hole cut into the pocket put the controller there. Now I could just pop my hand into my pocket and change how quickly my pussy was vibrated with no one knowing. I opened Sammy's bedroom door. "OK Sammy, time for us to go down and see Uncle now." I said. We went down to the living room. I opened the door and guided a reluctant Samantha in. The curtains were drawn and the punishment box was out on the coffee table. In the box were some paddles, a cane, two switches and a hairbrush. Sammy's bottom was uncomfortably familiar with all of them. Charles was sitting back on the sofa. As usual he had already removed his trousers and pants. His cock was semis erect but the show I was going to put on starring young Samantha would soon change that. "Well Uncle," I announced, "this week Samantha failed her maths test so I am going to whip her bottom soundly with the cane. But first I am going to give her a good spanking on the bare bottom until it's good and red. Samantha, go to your Uncle so he can bare your bottom" Sammy was sobbing hard now. She went over and stood in front of Charles with her hands on her head. He lifted the front hem of her pinafore up and did the buttons so it stayed up. "Legs apart, Samantha!" he commanded. My pussy throbbed. He was going to humiliate her properly first. Charles reached out and pulled Sammy's little pussy lips apart and started probing around. Sammy's face was bright red and she sobbed as she watched Uncle's cock rise up until it was rock hard as he played with her. "Turn round, Samantha." he said. Sammy did as she was told. Charles lifted the hem at the back exposing the firm jutting bottom cheeks that were going to be the focus of my attention. He buttoned up the back of the pinafore. Now Sammy was nude from the belly button down except the cute white knee socks she had on. He played idly with the bum cheeks, spreading them wide to examine the pre-lubricated anus. When he was finished he looked up at me and nodded. I picked a light plywood paddle out of the box and sat down on a straight backed chair in the middle of the room. "Samantha, come to me for your spanking." I said. On wobbly legs Sammy came to me. I positioned her so that she was over my knees with her legs towards Charles. When she started to kick he would be able to see nicely up between her legs. Now the time I had been waiting for. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Start as I mean to go on, good and hard, won't be failing maths next week. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! Wailing and squealing as I redden up her bum. Bucking her hips around and kicking her legs. This is what Charles likes to see and I can feel the vibrating `eggs' in my pussy doing their job. CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! "Yaaaaaaah! Momma! Stop Momma! Please!" I had no intention of doing that. Imagine, asking for a paddling on the off chance that she might make Charles excited enough to let her off a well earned caning! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! CRACK! "Ahhhhhhh! It stings! It stings! Stop it! Please!" I could feel the tingling building up inside me. Another fifty hard whacks with the paddle should get me there. And I had the most delicious time delivering them to that howling girl's bottom. I couldn't hold on until fifty and at around about forty whacks my pussy took over and I climaxed. I let the squealing Samantha up for her customary war dance. The bottom clutching and jumping about started to make me feel hot again. I smiled over at Charles and saw that his cock was already leaking pre-cum. As Sammy calmed down and her wails became hiccupy sobs, still vigorously rubbing her burning bum cheeks, she went over to Charles. "Please Uncle, can I make your willy feel nice by kissing it?" she asked. "Yes, Samantha, you may." he answered. Like he was ever going to say no! She knelt in front of him and he put his feet up on the sofa and lay back. The whole of his ass, balls and cock were open to Sammy's inexperienced tongue. She started by giving him some inexpert head but she did gag nicely as the cock-end banged into her throat. Then she moved down and licked his hairy balls and then further down to his ass. She'd seen me do it but this was a first for her. She buried her tongue into his hole and I saw her face scrunch up with the bitter taste. She kept on licking and probing but it was clear she hated it. It was equally clear that Charles loved it. She moved back up and started to work on his cock but she was not going to make him cum. Over the last six months my expert oral skills had coaxed pints of cum out of that hard penis of his and Charles loved the many cum inducing tricks I had. After a while I intervened. "Samantha, I don't think you're trying hard enough to make Uncle squirt." I said. "Time for you to get the cane now, Samantha." Charles agreed. "Boo hoo! Please don't cane me! I'll try harder! Please!" she cried. I picked up the cane, moved the chair and put a large leather pouffe in the chair's place. I tapped the seat firmly with the cane. "Come on Samantha. Come and get ready for the cane." I said. Sobbing as though her heart would break Sammy came to me. She didn't need telling what to do and with her bum towards Charles she got down on her knees, put her legs either side of the pouffe and bent right over so her face was on the floor. In this position her legs were widely separated and her swollen red bum jutted out in Charles' direction. I stood to one side with the cane and measured up my swing. THWACK! A real scorcher, right across the fattest part of the cheeks. "YAAAAAAAAAH!" She certainly felt that one. Her loud squeals and hands clutching at the reddening line across butt were testament to that. I tapped her hands with the cane and she moved them away for the next stroke. I took my time lining up. THWACK! "EEEEEEEEEEE!" A proper scream this time. I could see the line appearing about an inch below the first one. "BOO HOO! BOO HOO!" she cried. Music to my ears! I slipped my hand into my pocked and turned the vibrator to `fast'. I let Sammy clutch at her cheeks, spreading her holes for Charles, until I decided it was time for the next stroke. I smacked her hands out of the way again with the cane and lined up. THWACK! "WAAAAAAAAAH!" Right across the cheeks again! I was approaching my next climax and needed to get a couple of quick strokes in to get there. Smack! Smack! She got her hands out of the way again. THWACK! THWACK! "EEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Two real meaty ones had her howling and bucking that whipped little bum in my face and I was climaxing strongly. I waited until the last spasms of pleasure died away and then I was ready to concentrate on what Charles' liked by delivering an exemplarily hard caning to Samantha's bright red welted little bum cheeks. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Sammy's squeals blasted through the room as I whipped away with the cane. I looked over at Charles and he was entranced. His mouth was open, his cock rock hard and coated with pre-cum. I could see that he'd be ready soon to give Sammy the final, and most intimate, part of her punishment. THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! How that lovely little bum marking up now. I looked over at Charles and he beckoned to me. He was ready. I half dragged the squealing bottom clutching little girl over to Charles and presented her bum to him. I moved Sammy back while Charles lined up his cock with her anus. I started to push down on Sammy's shoulders. "Momma! Momma! He's sticking it in my poopy hole!" she cried. I pushed down harder as Sammy's weight made her sit in Uncle's lap. The lubrication meant that within half a minute she was fully impaled. "It's too big! It hurts! Take it out! Please!" she wailed. Charles started to bounce her up and down in his lap and I watched his hard cock sliding in and out of that tight hole. My pussy was starting to tingle again. "Waaaaaah! Boo hoo! My poopy hole hurts." Charles just bounced her harder and faster. He was getting near now. Then grunting he pushed up her really hard and groaned as he pumped his cum up her ass. Then he collapsed back and I helped a wailing Samantha climb off his lap. My pussy was throbbing hard again and I decided to go upstairs to use a really big vibrator. I could play with myself whilst I watched Sammy in her room through a spy-hole as she wailed and rubbed her ass. I just couldn't help being so horny. DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction not fact. The two are very different.