Margaret could see the change in Alison's attitude as soon as they entered her room. The bedroom was very girly and pink, and although it had two beds, was not at all dissimilar to Amy's. Alison was sat on her bed, and when they entered she rose respectfully to her feet, her demeanour was no longer one of defiance and anger but one of respect and contrition. Margaret found the contrast startling.
"That's better, Alison" said Diane.
"I'm sorry mum, I was just in a bad mood and lost my temper" said Alison.
"You're not being punished for being in a bad mood or losing your temper" said Diane "You're being punished for being rude, disrespectful , disobedient and unruly."
Alison dropped her head and her face turned red. She was sorry. But she was sorrier that she was going to get a spanking.
"I think you should get undressed now" said Diane.
Alison looked up at her questioningly "Undressed mum?"
"Yes undressed" said Diane.
Alison hadn't expected to get off lightly, but she was hoping that by now her mum might have calmed down. If she had to get undressed it was going to be a serious spanking. Alison looked up at her mother again in urgent appeal.
"What about Mrs Davison?" she said in a quiet voice, not able to look directly at Margaret.
"She will be staying. Mr and Mrs Davison have decided Ben might benefit from a good hiding too. Ben's going to get his when he gets home, so I'm intending to show her how it's done" said Diane.
Alison began to get undressed knowing that once sentence was pronounced there was no escape. She wasn't sure how she felt about Ben getting spanked. On one hand she was glad, she didn't see why he should get off lightly, but on the other she felt sorry for him.
"I'd like you to help me" said Diane.
Alison nodded; anything to appease her mother.
"I'd like to show Mrs Davison some of the different way of spanking we use. But I won't force that on you. If you object you'll just get what's coming to you, but if you'll help me I'm prepared to go a lot easier on you" said Diane.
"I'll help" said Alison quickly, anything to lessen the beating she was expecting. She paused briefly before sliding her knickers off, her face reddening further. It wasn't courage that inspired her to take them off and stand up straight with her hands by her sides; it was fear of what her mother would do if she didn't.
Margaret looked Alison up and down. She was beautiful girl, long blonde hair, just started puberty, well proportioned. She wasn't surprised that Ben had fallen for her, just that Ben had been capable of falling for any girl. He'd only ever shown polite contempt for girls before.
"Fetch my hairbrush please" said Diane.
Alison's face drew fearfully tight "But mum, we've got guests" she said.
"You embarrass me in front of people, girl, you'd just better be prepared to be embarrassed back" said Diane mercilessly.
Alison didn't argue, and she didn't try to hold back. She dropped her head trudged miserably and fearfully to her bedroom door and left the room.
"Is that wise?" asked Margaret.
"It's an effective punishment" said Diane "She'll be embarrassed as hell, and if anyone sees her it'll be even worse."
"I mean, what if one of the boys sees her. Ben would probably faint, I don't expect he's ever seen a girl naked before, and certainly not one as pretty as Alison" said Margaret.
This story is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
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