0 comments/ 42095 views/ 5 favorites Mrs Andrews Disposes Ch. 01 By: lesliejones Chapter 01—Karen's Humiliation All characters are 18 or over but those offended by bathroom scenes should not proceed further. For Jen and Megs * Mrs. Kay Andrews had had it up to here with her blonde older daughter, Karen, who was now 21. The girl was perpetually petulant and because she was quite attractive, tended to lord it over her plainer younger dark-haired sister, Andrea, three years younger at 18. Karen treated Andrea like dirt. And Kay was tired of seeing it happen so she decided to act. Coming down the hall, she heard a shout and saw Karen slap Andrea on the side of the head. "And what was the meaning of that, young lady?" Kay snapped, staring at Karen, who was surprised that her mother had seen her actually hit the younger girl. "She just keeps bugging me," Karen said with a sneer. "She has no life so she constantly is trying to horn in on mine." "Well, I'm tired of your treating her so nastily," Kay responded, much to Karen's annoyance. "And I intend to do something about it. Both of you—I want to see you in my bedroom, right now." She pointed the way to her spacious bedroom, where both girls were all too aware that they traditionally were sent to be disciplined. Kay sat at her vanity table with her wooden hairbrush in hand. "I'm going to try a new approach," she said, and looking straight at Karen, she went on, "And I know you will not like it at all but that's just too bad. You've been asking for this for quite some time." Karen shivered as she never felt good in her mother's bedroom, knowing how often her panties had been taken down here for a spanking as she grew up. But now she was 21 and about to become independent. Those days, she thought, were long gone. "Because you cannot seem to learn to treat your sister the way you would want to be treated," Kay said to Karen sternly, "I'm putting her in charge of you. She will now be able to discipline you when you insult her or otherwise misbehave. And we will start now. Andrea, sit down here and Karen will lift her skirt, pull down her panties and get over your lap for a well-deserved spanking." Andrea, previously forlorn, now had a wide grin on her face. She responded to the invitation with alacrity and sat on the chair, tapping her lap much as an experienced spanker might. "You can't do this!" Karen almost screamed. "Mom, this is cruel and I'll be the laughing-stock of my crowd!" "You may well be because this is going to happen," Kay responded calmly. "Now get across her lap for your spanking." With an air of great reluctance, Karen lifted her flannel skirt above her waist and slowly lowered her stylish pale blue hicut panties, complying with her mother's directions and feeling distinctly silly placed across her younger sister's lap. But now Andrea had her mother's hairbrush in hand and Karen knew that that was not something to be taken lightly, especially when the younger girl started swatting what to Karen seemed like her all-too-big bottom with the nasty brush. Karen suddenly realized that she now was going to embarrass herself severely if not totally disgrace herself. She felt increasing pressure inside her bowels to release something and she only hoped it was just gas. As embarrassing as it would be to fart right into Andrea's face when her mother was there, she realized how totally humiliating it would be if what emerged was not just gas but the contents of her rectum. "Brrrrrrrrruppppppp," came the sound from Karen's uncovered anal opening and Andrea burst into laughter. "Oh, Mommy," she exclaimed, "did you hear that huge fart Karen just made? I can't wait to let all my friends know what she did while I was spanking her." Karen's face reddened and she quietly apologized to her mother for her gaseous interruption. "You'd better apologize to Andrea as she is now in charge of your disciplining, Karen," her mother responded coolly. "I'm sorry for...that," Karen said rather blankly to Andrea, who was eating all of this up. "You'd better check her bottom to make sure she doesn't need to go right away," Kay advised Andrea as Karen's face grew red, now with fear that her sister's finger would feel the contents of a bowel movement that Karen was sure was close to becoming critical. That was all Andrea needed to plunge her index finger into Karen's pretty anus in the crack of her lovely rear end. "Oh, Mommy," Andrea exclaimed. "She's got...doody in there, for real, big time." Karen cringed as her most private bodily function was being discussed and she couldn't do anything because of the terrible punishment her mother had visited upon her in giving Andrea authority over her. "Well," Kay said with a grin that froze Karen's senses, "we'd better get her on the toilet now before she has an accident on your lap, Andrea." With that, Kay took Karen by the ear and escorted the older girl to the bathroom and sat her on the toilet like she was a small child. "Now do your business, Karen," Kay commanded, and soon, after a series of embarrassing bowel sounds, Karen felt a large log slide out of her anus. "If you are finished, Karen, stand up," Kay directed. "Now Andrea, you will always inspect the contents of the bowl before permitting her to flush and note down in the Behavior Book exactly what she did and when." "You may wipe yourself," Kay said, rather offhandedly to Karen, whose face was still totally crimson. "If you find she is being balky or in any way resistant to your authority," Kay added, with a grin, "you may have her lie underneath you when you squat over her and release whatever you wish to, then have her lick you clean, inside and out." "Lastly, Andrea, I want you to inspect her panties often and without advance notice," Kay said. "If she is responding to this by creaming them, she will be setting herself up for further punishment. It will also be up to you whether Karen is permitted to go out on dates. Generally, she should be permitted to have a social life, but you may set a curfew, or an early bedtime, or decide whether she should be allowed to have sex with a date." "It should be standard for you to subject her to what I call a full-pussy inspection after a date to see if she has been fucking," Kay stated rather bluntly. "You should have her hold her labia well part so you can carefully inspect her whole vulval area. This of course also applies to her anal area." *** Karen's life soon became awful every day before she left for work and when she returned. The little brat Andrea was on her case all the time, making her expose herself so that her annoying sister could inspect her panty crotch. Andrea also started making remarks about Karen's most intimate areas, telling her older sister that if she misbehaved, her "landing strip" of carefully trimmed hair on her mons veneris might be shaved. The spankings increased until Karen's poor bottom was red most of the time. Andrea was not at all reluctant to introduce new humiliations: now after each spanking Karen had to crawl between her seated sister's legs and kiss Andrea on her lower lips. Andrea did not yet shave or trim at all down there, so Karen always emerged with a mess of hair and her face smeared with Andrea's profuse secretions. This Friday night, Karen had won approval to go out on a date with one of her favorite boyfriends, Dale. But late in the afternoon, after she came home to get ready, Andrea announced another panty inspection and smiled as she noted a slight yellow stain where Karen had allowed a smidge of urine to show on her now-mandated white panties. "You're getting too old for stained panties," Andrea remarked superciliously. "I think that girls who stain their panties are not ready to go out on dates, so you will be staying in tonight. You'd better call that cute Dale and tell him that you're not able to go out tonight. Otherwise when he arrives, I will inform him that I have had to punish my naughty older sister," Andrea went on, as Karen steamed. "You are such an awful bitch," Karen sputtered, in her furor. "That will cost you, big sister," Andrea grinned. "Just for that nasty little crack, you will have an early bedtime, five o'clock," she pronounced. "Unless you want to take a hairbrushing too, if you aren't in your jammies right at 5," she added. Now Karen thought her humiliation was complete. An early bedtime on a night when she had expected to escape from this horrible regime for a few hours and even to enjoy some sex with her favorite guy! It would have been bad enough to have had to lower her panties to have Andrea comment on her cream-filled pussy when she returned from the date by the curfew her bossy sister had set. Karen quietly said she would call her date and then dialed on her cellphone. She got an answering message and left as nice a one as she could saying that an emergency had come up and she was awfully sorry she couldn't see Dale that evening. Now she began to worry that he might not get the message in time and show up to see her humiliated all the more. Indeed, that was exactly what happened about three hours later. Karen had been ceremoniously been put to bed by Andrea and told she would be severely punished if she were found out of bed or with the light on. At about 7:30 the doorbell rang and Dale appeared. Karen could hear the conversation from her room. Andrea very calmly said to Dale that Karen had left him a message that she could not go out tonight. Dale looked confused. Andrea smiled at him and said, "My older sister was naughty today so she has been made to go to bed early without her supper." Dale now seemed amused and amazed. This family was quite something, he thought, if a 21-year-old woman was subjected to such juvenile punishments. "Well," he said, thinking he might as well try something in this situation, "could it be that you are free?" Andrea, whose social life had not been all she had hoped for, leaped with joy and said she would be delighted to go out with Dale. "There's no time like the present then, Andrea," Dale responded with alacrity. "Let's get going." Karen heard all of this from her bed and was distraught. She also was totally envious that her sister was very likely to have the enjoyable sex that evening that Karen had been anticipating with increasing excitement. *** Andrea had been wearing a fairly plain tweed skirt and cream blouse when she was escorted from the Andrews home by a now-energized Dale. She enjoyed the evening, which was mainly spent at a local hangout frequented by a crowd slightly older and mostly above the drinking age. She couldn't drink, although Dale made sure that one of the other older girls gave her some of their seven-and-sevens. When one of the girls asked about her sister, a contemporary, Andrea realized she had better be a bit discreet and told her that Karen was not feeling well, grinning enough to convey the idea that Karen was having her period. She knew that that was not true, but also felt it would embarrass Karen all the more for such an intimate bit of knowledge to be made known to friends. They ended up at Dale's apartment, and Andrea was starting to feel the effect of the rye. She had not had much sex yet, even at 18, but she enjoyed Dale's attentions and his compliments that she was clearly a hot little number. They necked on his couch as the TV blared, and Dale enjoyed slowly easing her out of her blouse and skirt and shoes. She gigglingly asked if he was going to shed any clothes so he unzipped his trousers, let them drop and unbuttoned his nice crisp dress shirt. "Oh you have such a nice chest," she said as she stroked him over his tee shirt. Dale laughed and responded by unhooking Andrea's bra and releasing her reasonably-sized 32C breasts. "Yours isn't too bad either," he riposted with a wide smile. He nestled between his date's boobs and fondled them and then softly took them in his mouth and licked as her nipples stiffened and she felt herself getting engorged down in her panties. After they made out for some time and Dale's clever fingers had poked under the waistband of her panties to invade her creamy pussy, poking into her still-tight vaginal vault, he lightly lifted her and carried her to his commodious bed. Andrea was indeed ready and proceeded to slip down her little panties. She had not had a chance to prepare so they were not very sexy, she thought, but all the better since Dale clearly liked what he saw, to judge from the firm erection she now viewed as he pulled off his boxers and let his tee short come over his head and off. "You're a big boy," Andrea gasped, at the sight of his 9-inch cock. "All the better to please you, my dear," Dale cracked, showing the experience he had had with the fairer sex. Andrea was a bit frightened by his size but really longed to be fucked, as she had not been used to boys paying too much attention to her plain appearance. Dale counted himself lucky in that he liked her pleasantly-sized tits, playing with them all along, and saw that she would likely have a nice tight puss for him to enjoy. His sweet demeanor calmed her and she lay back, opening her legs as he crawled between them to give her some pussy licking. This too she had not expected but enjoyed immensely and came rather loudly very quickly after his tongue began teasing her aroused clit. She was surprised when suddenly she felt his prick already inside her and her inner vaginal muscles began vibrating and responding to his thrusts, which were remarkably gentle, she felt. Dale was experienced enough to take his time but realized she was inexperienced and could get sore rapidly so he increased the tempo of his lovemaking so that soon he exploded inside her. Andrea was excited and creamed aplenty even though the first cum from his pussy-licking was clearly the most enjoyable. Now she felt a bit embarrassed that she had taken Karen's date, even though she was still revelling in the authority her mother had given her over her elder sister. She also realized that Dale had been interested in her mainly as a one-night fuck and when she forced herself to admit that that was what she wanted too, despite her underlying desire for a real relationship, she did let herself enjoy everything that had happened. Finally it was time for Dale to take her home and give her that sweet kiss in the car before walking her to the house. After she came in, she was only slightly taken aback to find her mother sitting in the living room at this late hour. She quietly asked her if everything was all right. "You have let me down, Andrea," Kay said grimly. "I did not give you the extraordinary authority over your older sister for you to steal her date. Get over here right now and lift your skirt so I may lower your panties for a well-deserved spanking." Andrea knew better than to argue with her very assured mother. She realized she had blown it. Now she would be back at Karen's mercy in that without authority from Mom, the blonde older sister would be able to keep her at bay. "I'm sorry, Mom. I guess I screwed up," Andrea said, without any defensiveness. "Yes, you did," Kay answered, "and I hope you understand that I gave you a lot of authority which you have proven yourself unready to exercise with responsibility." She then proceeded to pull down her younger daughter's panties and smelled the unmistakable odor of sex, as well as observing the major stains in Andrea's panty crotch along with the cum still dripping from her pussy lips. "I had a feeling you would also end up screwing him," Kay commented, "and I'm sorry to say that you proved me right." She patted her skirt and Andrea knew it was time to get across the maternal lap for what she had coming. The spanks began and the noise did awaken Karen, who heard what was happening and hoped that this might bode the end of her ignominious subjection to her sister's whims. Mrs Andrews Disposes Ch. 02 Ch. 02—The Babysitter Arrives Kay Andrews was not pleased with the behavior of her two daughters—Karen, 21; and Andrea, 18. When Karen, a popular blonde community-college student had mistreated her sister, Kay thought she could show Karen what happens to even older girls who need some correction by placing Andrea totally in charge of her older sister. Alas, Kay was dissatisfied with the immediate results of this drastic move, despite the supreme humiliations Karen had undergone in first being examined intimately by her sister in front of their mother, and made to perform her bowel movement on the toilet in front of both when Andrea's digital inspection disclosed feces in Karen's rectum. Then Andrea had decreed an early bedtime for Karen, even though the older sister had made plans to go out on a date. Andrea then proceeded to fill Karen's place on the date with Karen's boyfriend, Dale, and returned home having had sex with him. Kay then resumed her control of the rapidly deteriorating situation by spanking Andrea and sending her to bed with a very sore bottom and loss of her supervisory authority over Karen. Now the distraught mother, who did not really wish to spend her scant free time taking charge of the girls, was seeking a different solution. In speaking with her good friend Gloria on the telephone, Kay learned that some mothers facing a similar domestic problem had availed themselves of the services of a 22-year-old woman who was a year ahead of Karen in graduating high school but seemed far more mature than the normal high school graduate and indeed, had already completed a bachelor's degree in management at her relatively youthful age. It took only a brief telephone call for Kay to arrange for Charlotte Byers to stop by during the day at Kay's office, when both Karen and Andrea were attending college and high school classes, respectively. Kay was normally quite busy during the day at her own business advisory concern but when her receptionist buzzed that Miss Byers had arrived, Kay walked to the front to escort her visitor to her own spacious office. "I'm pleased to meet you," Kay began. "Gloria Winston speaks so highly of you and I really do need to have this situation at home placed under control." Charlotte was wearing a warm grey suit with crisp white blouse and her dark hair was clearly recently shaped into a pleasant short wave with attractive bangs. Kay noticed that she had a nice figure without in any ways showing signs of voluptuousness. "Well, I'm delighted to meet you, Mrs. Andrews," Charlotte said respectfully. "I've only been working in this domestic supervisory capacity for a relatively brief time but I'm quite pleased with the results I've achieved." "Please give me an idea of how you approach these matters," Kay asked earnestly. "You probably know at least one of my daughters and I truly need to have someone in charge that is effective in improving their general conduct and outlook. I really do like the idea of having someone like you in charge that has already developed her own independent business." Charlotte smiled. "Please call me Candy, between us," she smiled more broadly. "Be assured that your daughters will be required to address me as Miss Byers." The clearly dominant young woman proceeded to discuss her approach. "Mrs. Andrews, I believe in first, having you make it clear to both girls that I will be in charge of them even when I am not present in the house," Charlotte began. "It's probably best for you to explain that I will be in charge from the moment they return home until they leave the next morning. As needed, I will reside in the house to make sure my instructions are followed. "You will need to remind them that I am free to discipline them in any manner I may choose," Charlotte said, disclosing a firmness that Kay immediately realized was causing her to grow quite wet down between her legs in her panties. "I have also found that at times, I must take charge of their toilet, shower, and bath use in order to demonstrate their need to comply with my training program." "One device I find helpful is for me to grade each girl in Behavior each day and report the grades to you," Charlotte continued. "I find that the girls become quite fearful of receiving a bad mark and thus learn quite quickly to moderate the insufferable behavior that has caused you to retain my services." "Lastly," Charlotte then said, "I respect your own authority but hope you will stand impassive to any fervent appeals to you to override my authority. This may prove wrenching for you, but I can only provide the results you wish if I am truly in charge of them." Kay was close to exploding in excitement as she listened to this wonderful young dominant explain how she would approach her task. She proceeded to discuss particulars and compensation and arranged for Charlotte to begin her assignment that very evening. * * * Karen and Andrea were dressed very demurely and seated on the couch when their mother walked into the living room accompanied by Charlotte Byers. Kay had previously warned both of them that she was hiring a baby sitter to be in charge of them from when they returned home, which was to be at a prescribed time, until they left the next morning for their classes. Both were made to understand that Kay would not hesitate to spank either right then if anyone misbehaved. "Karen and Andrea, this is Miss Byers," Kay announced as she and Charlotte took seats. "She is going to be in charge of you both at all times when you are home, and I mean in charge of everything. You will request permission to go to the toilet, to go out, or to eat dinner or have a snack. I have been dissatisfied with your conduct as you know, and am determined with Miss Byers's help to correct that," Kay said firmly. Charlotte saw Kay nod at her and started to speak slowly but deliberately. "Girls," she said, "I know I am only slightly older than you are but my specialty is teaching girls to conduct themselves as adults. I'm sure you know that I will not hesitate to employ strict measures to accomplish the goals your mother has set for you and for me." Kay then stood up and said, "I'm going to leave you here now with Miss Byers so she can get started." Karen already had a sour look on her face and Andrea pouted. Charlotte looked sternly at both of them and said, "You may not like this at all but I have my instructions, as do you. You appear to have disappointed your mother and I am determined to make sure she is soon pleased with how you behave." "I will tell you the rules now," Charlotte went on. "Don't interrupt me or you will be very sorry. First, we will begin with some strict points and I will ease up as your behavior improves. So soon I will have you change into pajamas. I have ones for you both that are Dr. Dentons and I know they seem juvenile but that is part of this program. "Second, here is a small Behavior Book for each of you. You will have it with you at all times and I will make entries on your conduct in them," Charlotte declared. "You will request my permission to use the toilet, to shower or bathe, to eat, and to go out," Charlotte said. "Do not expect to be allowed out very often for the first week. I will allow you to use the toilet and bathe based on your behavior. If you have been naughty, you will be made to wait and needless to say, accidents will result in spankings." The girls were used to some of this but it sounded strange coming from a woman just a year or so older than Karen. "Finally, I am likely to ask you to lower your panties for an inspection at any time," Charlotte said. "If your panties are soiled or stained in any way, I will proceed to tell you to hold open your labia for inspection, as well as your bottom cheeks. You will be very embarrassed so make sure your panties are clean, as well as your pajamas." "Each Friday I will review your entries in the book for the week and decide your weekly grade," Charlotte stated. "Based on that, you may or may not receive a maintenance spanking or sterner punishment." "Now I intend to give each of you a brief maintenance spanking," Charlotte said to the girls' surprise. "So lift your skirts and lower your panties and be prepared to get across my lap." With her finger, she beckoned Andrea to get over her lap as Charlotte was seated on an armless chair. In her grey suit, crisp white blouse, and especially her seamed hose, and correct black pumps, Charlotte looked quite the severe young woman in charge. Andrea draped herself and felt ashamed that she was in this position already, especially with Karen watching, so soon after Andrea had been in charge. But then Charlotte began to spank and her spanks grew harder, while Andrea began to move her legs and cry. This did not stop Charlotte from giving her a good fifty spanks. She was then told to return to her seat with panties still down and Charlotte signaled to Karen with her finger to come forward. Charlotte proceeded to lift Karen's skirt and tell her to keep it raised above her waist. She then put her fingers in the waistband of Karen's pale pink hicuts and lowered those to Karen's ankles as she sat down and tapped her lap for Karen to lie across it. Charlotte knew that she needed to break Karen's spirit if the plan were to succeed. So she first spanked the older of the girls firmly, with seventy spanks until the bottom was crimson. Then she donned a plastic glove and inserted her finger into Karen's virgin anus. Karen almost spoke out but managed to control her fury at being so violated in front of Andrea. It was bad enough that her kid sister saw her humiliated this way the other day... "Hmm, it feels like someone has some poopoo in there waiting to go," Charlotte commented in a rather matter-of-fact manner. "However, you will wait until bedtime to use the toilet, Karen." "When I give you an instruction like that," she added, "you will say, 'Yes, Miss Byers.'" Karen gritted her teeth and said very quietly, "Yes, Miss Byers." "Good," Charlotte responded with a smile. "Until both of you have earned more privileges," Charlotte said, "you will both have an 8 P.M. bedtime so you will be fully rested for school. If you behave you will get privileges to stay up later." "Yes, Miss Byers," both girls chimed in response. "If you need to use the toilet in the night," Charlotte instructed, "you will make an entry on the chart on the bathroom wall. That way, I may keep track of your habits. By the way, your mother has given me your extra bedroom for me to use when I stay over. I should not have to say that you will only go in there at my invitation. If I catch either of you in there, you should expect very severe punishment and curtailment of privileges." "Miss Byers," Karen said, reluctantly, since she remembered when Charlotte was merely a year ahead of her in high school, "will you let us go out on dates?" "That will depend on your behavior during the week," Charlotte responded. "You will ask me before responding to any invitation and do not expect to be given permission to go out on school nights." "You may now go do your schoolwork and come down to dinner at 6 P.M.," Charlotte said firmly. * * * Karen now felt that as humiliating as being taken charge of by Charlotte was, she was relieved that Andrea no longer had authority over her. She vowed to herself to make the best of this and thought she had endured about as much as was likely to be happening now. Andrea was nonplused at having a babysitter at her age. She was enjoying being a senior in high school and this really took the wind out of her sails, even though she had always suffered in comparison to her beauteous older sister in terms of male attention. Charlotte now settled into her bedroom and changed into a tee and shorts. She kept a very small soft whip in her pocket, though. At about 7:45 she went to the girls' rooms to see if they were getting ready for bed. Karen did look a bit foolish in the x-large sized Dr. Dentons but Charlotte told her she was pleased she was setting a good example for Andrea. When Charlotte entered Andrea's room, she interrupted the girl pulling up her pajama bottoms and let Andrea recover her pride by pulling them up. But she saw on the bed the panties Andrea had just removed and stared at them because there were some prominent brown stains. "Andrea," Charlotte asked, "I assume those are your soiled panties." Andrea's face turned red. "I'm...sorry, Charlotte, er, Miss Byers. I guess...I was careless getting ready." "Soiling your panties is not acceptable at your age, Andrea," Charlotte responded, a bit abruptly. "And I'm glad you corrected the way you identified me." "I'm sorry, Miss Byers," Andrea said, "It won't happen again." "Well, Andrea, you will come see me the next time you are about to have a bm," Charlotte said, "so I may supervise you on the toilet and wipe you properly." Andrea cringed but responded, "Yes, of course I will, Miss Byers." Charlotte acknowledged the answer, and then seated herself on the bed. "Now, lower those pajama bottoms, Andrea, and come and stand here in front of me," she said. Andrea complied and realized she was very frightened of this assertive young woman. "Andrea, soiling your panties like that is something I'd expect of a girl ten years younger than you or more," Charlotte intoned. "It is disgraceful. You need to be punished right now. Lie down on the edge of the bed." Andrea lay down on the bed and Charlotte took the soft little whip from her pocket. She carefully laid the whip on Andrea's bare bottom cheeks and snapped it three times. She knew it would sting but not really stir up Andrea's already sore bottom. "Ow," Andrea complained. "Spread your legs more," Charlotte ordered. Then she took the whip and snapped it on Andrea's crinkly little anal rosette. The girl screamed. "That's to remind you where you were naughty today, Andrea,' Charlotte explained. "Now get up and give me your Behavior Book." Andrea's face turned red yet again and she managed to rise, pull up her jammies, and reach over for the book. Cynthia took the book and wrote in it. "Andrea soiled her panties badly today with skidmarks. Two Naughty Marks." She read the entry to Andrea and told her she could go to bed now. "What happens with those...Naughty Marks?" the girl asked. "At the end of the week I will total them and deal with any that you and Karen have accumulated," Charlotte said. "Each one earns you a spanking, and there are more serious punishments if you get more than one at the same time." "Good night, Andrea," she said, and closed the door. Andrea tossed round for a while and finally fell off into sleep. She had been thinking of how awful it was having a babysitter at her age, one who spanked so readily. She also cringed internally at how ashamed she was of having this woman see how badly she had soiled her panties. Charlotte now returned to Karen's room. "I assume you still need to use the toilet, Karen," she asked. "Yes, Miss Byers, please," Karen said, with a slight whine that belied her needing to avoid having an awful accident in her pajamas. "Let's go to the bathroom, then," Charlotte responded. When they arrived, Karen saw that Charlotte had put up a chart on the door with her name and Andrea's in red, with columns for them to put down when they peed, pooped, or had their period. Karen was a bit taken aback but gritted her teeth again. "May I go ahead?" she asked Charlotte plaintively. "You may let down your pajamas and sit on the toilet, Karen," Charlotte said crisply, "but please wait until I say you may release your movement." Karen inwardly roared at the indignity she was being subjected to: this crazy woman was telling her when she could...let her shit come out. After waiting what seemed like an eternity to Karen but was only several more seconds, Charlotte calmly said, "Karen, you may relieve yourself." Karen's face reddened as they both heard a series of plops into the bowl. She then muttered that she was finished. "Please wipe yourself as many times as necessary, and show me the sheets each time, until the tissue is clean," Charlotte said. "Then you may request me to inspect your bottom." Karen went ahead and each time held up the tissue smeared with her poo, to which Charlotte nodded and the girl proceeded to slip it into the bowl. Then she held up a clean sheet of tissue. "I'm finished, Miss Byers," Karen said, trying not to cry. "Then stand up and bend over the tub with your feet apart and hold your cheeks open for me," Charlotte instructed. Karen complied with the humiliating order and Charlotte peered into the still smelly divide between Karen's two charming but very red cheeks. "You're clean, so you may pull up your pants," Charlotte ordered, as she entered Karen's movement onto the chart behind the bathroom door. Mrs Andrews Disposes Ch. 03 Ch. 03—Friday Night Readers will find themselves better equipped to enjoy this story if they have read the first two chapters. This story sometimes deals with bathroom behavior so those offended by that should move on. All characters are 18 or over. By Friday evening, Charlotte Byers had assumed total control over the lives of Karen and Andrea Andrews during their hours at home, beginning when they returned from school. Mrs. Kay Andrews had been disgusted by their behavior so she had hired Charlotte as a babysitter for her 21-year old, Karen, and 18-year-old, Andrea. One was studying at the local community college and the other was in high school. Charlotte was in charge of what the girls wore, when they went to bed, whether they were allowed out, and even when they could go to the bathroom. Each carried a Behavior Book, in which Charlotte entered comments as appropriate and Naughty Marks as well. She also graded each girl each day in Behavior. Charlotte was a pretty 24-year-old with sandy blonde hair and a nice figure who was in college herself but doing quite well and able to spend the time more or less residing at the Andrews home, where Kay had given her a room of her own. Karen was a stunning blonde while Andrea was a mousy brunette who seemed young for her age. Charlotte had arrived on Monday afternoon and began grading the girls on Tuesday. The notable misbehavior that she recorded in the girls' Behavior Books included Andrea's skidmarked panties, Karen's wearing an excessively short skirt, both girls talking back to Charlotte, and general untidiness of their rooms. Charlotte set 65 as passing and had given them grades of 78 on most days, except for the 60 Andrea received on her soiled-panties day and the 70 Karen received for asking too often about being able to go out on the weekend. Charlotte duly reported the grades each day to Mrs. Andrews. Charlotte summoned them both to her room for the Friday review. She began with Andrea. "You received three Naughty Marks this week, Andrea," she said. "Two were for your soiled panties and one was for not cleaning the shower after your use. Karen received one Naughty Mark for arguing with me about when she could accept an invitation to go out on a date this weekend." The elder daughter, Karen, fumed as she realized she would get a spanking and probably not have the chance to go out with her boyfriend, Dale, whom she knew was as anxious to fuck her as she was to have good sex with him. Andrea was very afraid of what might be in store for her with three of the awful, shameful, childish marks. "Karen, you will go first this week," Charlotte announced. "Because of the one mark, you will not be going on a date this weekend but will only receive the maintenance spanking. So lift your skirt and lower your panties before you get across my lap." Karen somehow kept herself from crying about being kept in and assumed the humiliating posture with her bare bottom on display across Charlotte's lap. She was being punished as a child by a girl three years older than she was. Charlotte ran her fingers across the pretty white bottom, just touching between the cheeks and grazing Karen's cute little crinkly asshole. Then she put on her blue leather spanking glove and began to spank Karen's bottom, striking alternate cheeks. The spanking lasted a few minutes and probably totaled about 40 spanks. Karen's bottom, however, looked quite glowing and crimson. She had resisted crying. Charlotte humiliated her one final time by inserting her gloved finger in Karen's anus to check whether the girl would need to use the toilet soon. Charlotte let Karen get up and recover her panties without further comment so presumably she had felt nothing in Karen's rectum. Now, the assertive babysitter summoned Andrea with her forefinger. Andrea was told that for her three marks, she would get the cane. The high school senior began to cry. "Oh, please, Miss Byers, not the cane," Andrea said in a muffled tone that belied her age. "I promise I'll be good but that cane, oh it stings so terribly..." Charlotte listened but answered, "I'm sorry, Andrea, but you will learn that to avoid the cane, you must behave better next week. I want your skirt up above your waist and your panties down. Then bend over the end of the couch." Then the dominating attractive young sitter reached into her stylish handbag and withdrew the small thin but very supple cane, which was perfectly straight without a crooked handle. As Andrea assumed the position, Charlotte took a few swipes in the air and listened to the cane whistle. Then she moved behind Andrea, laid the cane on the girl's bottom, and flicked her wrist twice to deliver two stinging strokes to Andrea's white bottom. The girl shrieked and Charlotte waited for the inevitable sting to sink in and then heard more whimpering. Now she aimed lower, at the sensitive crease between thigh and bottom, and again with the slightest flick of the ladylike wrist, imparted two more strokes to the most tender part of Andrea's bottom. This elicited even more shrieking. Charlotte decided to limit this punishment to the four strokes. It took no imagination to figure that Andrea would be a better-behaved girl by next Friday. * * * Karen now realized that she had assumed she would be allowed to go out with Dale tonight and so she had told him to pick her up right about now. She was now terror-stricken with the possibilities that he might see her being disciplined by Charlotte or that Charlotte would say something to him that would further humiliate both of them. She said to Charlotte, "Miss Byers, I realize now that I did something wrong." Charlotte looked up and asked, "And what was that, Karen?" "Well, I assumed you would allow me to go out tonight," Karen confessed, "so my boyfriend is about to arrive." Before Charlotte could reply, the doorbell rang and Charlotte answered it. She found Karen's beau Dale standing there. "I gather you are here for Karen," she said brightly. "I'm Charlotte Byers, and I'm the babysitter for Karen and Andrea. Do come in." Dale looked dumfounded and responded, "I didn't know the girls, er, Karen, needed someone....like that." When they reached the living room, both girls had red faces. Charlotte said, "Dale, their mother decided they needed some controlling." Karen wanted to sink into the floor but asked Charlotte if an exception might be made to allow her to go out. Charlotte thought for a moment and said, "Very well. I will permit you to go out but first, Karen, you must be disciplined for this egregious conduct." Karen blanched and sort of mouthed,"In front of....him?" Charlotte nodded affirmatively and Dale began thinking that this could get interesting. Charlotte then sat on the armless chair and beckoned Karen to come to her with her forefinger. With sinking heart, the21-year-old blonde stood and slowly walked to her babysitter. Charlotte then lifted Karen's skirt well above her waist, exposing to Dale her cute pale blue panties. Dale whistled to himself, although he had seen his girlfriend's panties often enough when they were over at his place, where they now often fucked much of the night. Charlotte now methodically put her fingers in the waistband of Karen's panties and lowered them down to her knees. Karen turned to protest but realized it would only make things worse. Then she lay across Charlotte's grey-skirted lap, feeling as juvenile as Charlotte intended her to be. Now, Dale was stupefied as he watched Charlotte spank his girlfriend but good. Charlotte gave her fifty strong spanks and her bottom was quite reddened and blotchy. Karen herself was in tears by the thirtieth spank. She was directed to stand and then Charlotte told her to give hand over her Behavior Book. Karen again blushed deeply but handed over the little red book. As was her wont, Charlotte read aloud the entry she made in the Behavior Book. "Karen was naughty in going ahead with her dating plans despite having not received approval to go out. Two Naughty Marks." Karen started to cry, realizing what getting two marks would mean. First, she would be severely punished and then she wouldn't be allowed out next time. "Dale," Charlotte said, "I hope you will agree to get Karen home by the appointed time of midnight tonight. And if you are late, I hope you will agree to be punished just as Karen will be." Karen and Dale both grimaced but Dale was interested in getting out with his girlfriend so he nodded his agreement to the strict terms set by the sitter. Charlotte then told them they could leave. * * * Karen began crying in the car. "Oh, Dale," she said, "this is even worse than when Mom put Andrea in charge of me. And you, you miserable cad, you took her out and fucked the little bitch, didn't you?" Dale was thinking not so much about the prospect of being spanked by Charlotte, which he sort of half found exciting, as of taking the babysitter out and seducing her into having her sexual charms made available to him. He kissed Karen and told her she would forget all about this awful situation by the time he brought her back. When they reached his place, Karen pulled him into the house and started tearing his clothes off. "Hey," Dale laughed, "if getting spanked turns you on so much, maybe I should start taking you across my lap." "That is not funny," Karen said sternly, as she began to disrobe. When she was down to just her pretty panties, she took Dale in hand and they lay down on his bed in his bedroom. "Dale, I can't understand how wet I already am," Karen confided. She lay back and spread her legs invitingly. "Please oblige this girl and fuck her brains out...now!!!" Karen pleaded. "Wow," Dale exclaimed. "If getting spanked fires you up this much, maybe you need those Naughty Marks." Karen cringed at that and put her hand on his very erect penis and drew it toward her sopping pussy. "Yes," she said happily, "yes, please, please put it in." As Dale obliged and felt his member slide right into his pretty girlfriend's hot cunt, she began immediately to buck and writhe and have a quick but intense orgasm. * * * They had such a great time screwing that Karen more or less was transported beyond the humiliating situation at home. Dale was a marvelous lover and Karen now was warm and felt loved, too. She looked at her watch and turned green. "Holy shit, Dale," she almost cried, "we're going to be late and that bitch will have my ass! Get me home – now!!!" They threw their clothes on and hurtled into his car. He drove as quickly as he could but they came up to the door, walked in, and saw on the hall clock that it was five past midnight." Charlotte walked out to greet them and said, "Karen, you know I meant what I said about your curfew. You are going to have to earn back the privilege of going out now." Dale tried to help her. "It was really my fault, Miss," he said. "It's Miss Byers, Dale," Charlotte said firmly. "Yes, Miss Byers, sorry, but I was the one who lost track of the time." Dale continued, trying to save Karen from whatever punishment was in store. Charlotte started thinking about how she wanted to handle this situation. Suddenly, an inspiration came to her. "I am willing to relent on Karen's punishment, Dale," she began in stern tones, "but you two will have to perform for me and follow exactly what I say." Karen looked at her, as if to figure out what malevolent idea this dominating 24-year-old had in store for her now. "I will give you a general idea," Charlotte said, plainly. "If you agree, Karen will not receive any further disciplining for this behavior." The two lovers looked at each other and simultaneously realized they had no other options. "Very well, Miss Byers," Dale said on behalf of the pair. "We will go now to Karen's room," Charlotte ordered. "You will be quiet because Mrs. Andrews and Andrea are asleep." When they reached Karen's spacious room, Charlotte gave her first command. "Both of you will now strip and remove all your clothing." "I'm not going to spank anyone if that's what you are thinking," she said. "I am going to have you show me what you have been doing this evening and demonstrate for me as I direct you to proceed. Am I understood?" Karen took off her blouse and skirt and now started unhooking her bra and slipping down her panties as she saw Dale already in his boxer shorts. "I guess I don't, Miss Byers," she said. "I don't mean to be rude but do you mean you want us to...make love?" "Yes," Charlotte answered. "You will have sex but you will have it according to my directions." "Now lie down on the bed on your back, Karen," she continued. Karen nodded her agreement but then had to make a slightly embarrassing request. "Miss Byers, before we start, I do need...to use the bathroom if you don't mind." "Do you have to pee?" Charlotte inquired, and when Karen nodded yes, Charlotte held out a glass bowl that had been on the bookshelf. "You will squat over this and go then," she said in a very stern tone. This embarrassed Karen greatly but as Dale and Charlotte watched, the attractive blonde squatted over the bowl and spread her legs, disclosing her light-colored muff and very puffy labia, still glistening from the lengthy intercourse she had just been having with Dale. It took her a few moments to get the stream going because she had never peed in front of others. Finally, it started and the others watched entranced as her strong golden stream gurgled into the bowl and foamed up. She reached for a tissue and wiped her crotch and now stood, placing the bowl back on the shelf. "Now you may lie back and keep your legs well apart, Karen," Charlotte reiterated. The lovely blonde did as she was told and now Charlotte looked at Dale, who had a very firm erection of his eight-inch-long penis prompted by the kinkiness of this scene. Dale traded on his good lucks in being able to screw many girls but he had never been subjected to this kind of situation. "Dale, you may mount her but do not allow your cock to enter her vagina until I tell you you may," Charlotte instructed him. He did what she said he could and Charlotte came over and felt Karen's labia and let her finger go inside the girl's wet vaginal opening. Determining that Karen had grown quite lubricated from the excitement and humiliation, Charlotte told Dale he could put his cock in but only for one inch now. When Dale had inserted his penis barely inside Karen's stretched vaginal opening, almost all of the glans inside her, Charlotte said, "Stop!" He felt unfulfilled and Karen felt teased now but she enjoyed the way the glans, half inside, stimulated her introitus, the vaginal gateway. Now Charlotte added, "Dale, you may now go all the way in her but then you will pull all the way out." Again, feeling very foolish but also turned on, Dale complied and his wet cock emerged from Karen's now steaming cunt. "I want you both to cum at the same time and quickly," Charlotte explained. "So, Dale, get that prick back in her vagina and fuck her hard until you both climax together. If you can cum simultaneously, Karen will have all the Naughty Marks erased." This was a challenge but Dale figured he was playing to his strengths. He slowly slid his rock-hard penis back into his girlfriend's pretty pussy and began fucking her with increasing rapidity and fine rhythm. He knew he could cum at any moment so he teased the glistening tip of Karen's hard little clit until he felt her responding in rhythm to his thrusting. Finally, he realized from their own experience fucking that Karen was right on the edge and he pressed into her, staying all the way a bit longer and now inserting another finger in her already wet anus. As he felt her go into her cum, he responded by letting his own go off and he felt himself shooting spurts of semen into her deep, tight vagina. Charlotte could see that the two of them were quite accomplished and able to respond to what might be humiliating supervision. She herself badly needed some stimulation but retained her dominating presence and after a few more moments, told Dale to pull out and stand up. When he did, she gave his now flaccid penis a grasp and told him he had done well. Dale was finally embarrassed to the core and cringed. Then Charlotte gave Karen a humiliating further order: "Karen, you may put on your pajamas now and kiss Dale good night. I hope you both appreciate the consideration I have given you," she grinned, as Karen's face again reddened when putting on the childish Dr. Denton pajamas. She left Karen to go to bed and walked Dale out to the door. Dale figured he might as well give it a try. "Miss Byers," he said calmly, "if I may ever pleasure you..." He stopped himself as she showed her disdain for his offer. "You are Karen's boyfriend," Charlotte said firmly, "not mine. So don't go getting ideas or leaving her in the lurch. I will act as if this conversation never occurred. Unless you want to be disciplined," she smiled. Dale found this woman, slightly older than him, incredibly fascinating in her sexuality. He stopped in his tracks a moment, but then responded. "I'm sorry, Miss Byers," he said plaintively, "but I might just take you up on that sometime." And then he grinned at her and was not all that shocked when she grinned back at him as he left the house.