The Lucas Christmas Family Reunion

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THE LUCAS FAMILY CHRISTMAS REUNION

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Lisa Lucas looked across the banquet hall at her young cousins laughing and playing and gave a sigh. At the tender age of eighteen she remembered just eight short years ago she herself played with her cousins during the Christmas family reunion. But now all the cousins her age were likewise grown. The older ones had gone off to college or enlisted in the military or started their own family. Some of the older cousins had young children playing even now.

Lisa was one of the younger cousins in her generation and the only elder teen there. The next oldest was her little cousin Dawn at age twelve. The rest ranged from ages eight to ten. Even though the high school senior had transcended the age barrier of childhood most of the adults still tended to treat her with less then adult respect. And for some reason they all seemed to expect Lisa to supervise the younger children.

Yes Lisa sighed as the children ran around and played and generally ran amok. The noise level was getting to be more then annoying when her uncle John approached her. “Lisa I need your help with something”., The big man said. Lisa turned to her uncle. Her blue eyes sparkled in the Christmas lights. She brushed her brown kinked hair back. “yes sir”?, she asked. “Lets get the kids together. This rowdiness needs to be stop now”.

Lisa had seen this tone in her uncle's voice before. It was one of the line being reached. “Yes sir”. She said and nodded in compliance. At six foot four the middle aged farmer was a massive and impressive man who took child rearing seriously but fairly. Lisa and her cousin Andrea had grown up on the receiving end of uncle John's discipline. Be it corporal or otherwise. Lisa was no stranger to spanking. From a young age even up to this current year Lisa was spanked. Just at the beginning of the school year found Lisa bending over touching her toes with her pants down for a session with her father's leather belt. And a backtalk and smart mouth found herself over her mom’s knee having a conversation with a hairbrush. Of course her butt did all the listening while the hairbrush did all the talking.

The petite framed teen and large man approached the group of hyper children. Uncle John spoke with a thunder of authority. “Alright you were told to calm down”! The miscreants stopped there running and looked at the adult. “You three come with me”. The children followed the adult through a side door and down a hall way. Lisa took up the rear . Uncle John opened a door on the left and walked through. One-by-one the children and Lisa filed through. The room was small and empty. It contained a rack of folding metal chairs. Uncle John took two from the rack and set them up facing each other.

The adult turned to face the kids. “You were told to behave and you chose not to”. Perhaps a spanking will help you. Mike. Bobby. I am going to spank you. Dawn your cousin Lisa is going to spank you”. The blonde tween looked back at her older cousin. An look of apprehension on her face. Uncle John took a seat and ordered Mike to come to him. Reluctantly the young boy approached his elder. Uncle John undid the boys pants and pulled them down and place the boy across his lap. Without ceremony he brought his hand down quickly on the boys bare bottom. Mike erupted into cries and tears.

Lisa took a deep breath and grasping Dawn by the bicep and escorted he to the chair. Lisa sat down and reached under Dawn's Christmas skirt and pulled her white panties down to her knees. Slowly the slid to her ankles. “Come on Dawn!” Lisa ordered as she bent her over her right knee. Dawn obediently lay across Lisa's lap. Lisa raised the skirt revealing a tiny milky white bottom. Uncle John was thoroughly spanking Mike and the boy's bottom blazing red. Lisa steadied her nerves. She had never had to spank before. It was a position of ultimate authority. Nervously she raised her hand and brought it down on Dawn's bare bottom. The tween let out a audible “Ouch”! Lisa repeated the swat and picked up the pace.

Even though she had never spanked before she had been over many laps. Uncles, aunts, her parents. Even friends parents and teachers had spanked her. Lisa found she liked being of the giving end more. Dawn's pert little bottom began to pink under Lisa's relentless assault. Dawn herself had become more vocal in her ouches and ows. Uncle John finished with Mike and had already positioned Bobby while the other boy held his bottom and cried. Dawn began to kick her legs and squirm. Lisa held the naughty girl in place and began to spank harder and faster. Finally as her bottom turned from pink to a deep red Dawn broke down and sobbed.

When Uncle John finished with Bobby. He sat the boy up who continued his crying. Lisa straightened up Dawn. The girl's hands shot to her bottom. Tears streaked down her face. Uncle John addressed the kids, “Now you get back in there and behave! Understood”? The kids nodded in understanding. Mike already had his pants up. Bobby reached down to pull his up. Dawn pulled her panties up over her sore behind. Both children winced in pain. Crying softly and sniffling the kids filed out of the room. Uncle John faced his niece. “Thank you for your help Lisa”. Lisa smiled, “yes sir”. And turned to leave the room.

“Where are you going”? ,Her uncle asked. Lisa turned to face the man. “Back to the party”. She said confused. “I don't think so. Not yet. There is still the matter of your spanking”. Lisa stared at her uncle. “What? Why”? She asked. “You were supposed to be watching them. You know the rules. It is the job of the older to look after the younger. Those kids were running wild and I had been watching you. You barely said two words to them”. Lisa stared meekly at her uncle. “So therefore you will share their punishment”. Uncle John sat back down and looked sternly at his niece. “Come here Lisa”!

Lisa Lucas slowly walked to her uncle and stood at his right side. John undid the snap and zipper on her jeans and hooking his thumbs in the waste band he pulled both her pants and panties all the way down to her ankles. Lisa wanted to cover herself in embarrassment. Instead she was frozen with fear and shame. Uncle John, grabbing her arm, turned her over his knee. Lisa starred at the carpet. Her arms dangled down before her. She could feel the cold air on her legs and bottom as her uncle positioned her for her spanking.

Lisa could see under the chair and saw her feet. Her underwear and jeans bunched up around her tennis shoes. Then all at once Uncle John brought his hand down in the middle of her white shapely bottom. Lisa let out a a very vocal ow. Before the pain had resided the second swat stung her backside and tears watered up in her eyes. He brought his hand down five more times all in the same spot. John knew the way to properly punish his niece. Growing up she had graced his lap. At her cousin's slumber party all the girls received sore bottoms. At age sixteen she had gotten a switching for smarting off to her aunt. And now at eighteen the girl was once again needing his discipline.

John's hand now spanked other area's of Lisa's bottom marking each spot with a red hand print till all the red blended together. Lisa broke down. A stream of steady sobs escaped her. Her cries grew louder and then crescendoed and fell again in a stuttered gasp. She tried to kick her legs but he clothing around her ankles made the merciful act impossible. Instead both legs shot back bringing her feet up almost kicking her uncle. John pushed her legs back down then landed two of the hardest swats yet to the back of her legs. The unpunished tender flesh stung with pain and Lisa let out a howl as this new are felt corporal punishment. Two red hand prints of perfect form appeared on her legs.

“You keep those feet down young lady! Or do I need to take my belt off”? ,Uncle John asked. Lisa shook her head frantically. “N-n-n-nooo s-s-s-i-i-irrr”. Lisa replied. Satisfied John resumed his niece's spanking. Lisa sobbed. A river of tears poured down. She was now becoming hysterical and coughed and hyperventilated. Redder and redder she became. Until finally Lisa stopped and struggling and squirming and collapsed. Completely accepting her spanking. “Ah-I-I-I-'mmm sorrrieeeeee”! She cried. “P-p-p-p-pleeeasee stoppp”! She begged. John sensed the chastised girl had learned her lesson. She had responsibilities and she couldn't just ignore them because she wanted too. He lectured her on this very subject punctuating his point with hard spanks to her bottom, thighs, and legs. And then it was over. His hand fell no more.

Lisa lay there trying to get her tears under control. And it occurred to her that her young cousin Dawn had been in just the exact same position minutes earlier over her knee. She felt her uncle help her up. Instinctively her hands shot back to rub the soreness from her red bottom. And she did a little dance. John gave his niece time to compose herself. It took a few minuets but Lisa finally got her tears under control. Finally she was able to puller pants and panties up. Pulling them over her sore bottom and fastening the front took some doing.

John stood before his embarrassed punished niece. “I'm sorry I had to do the honey but you needed to learn a lesson”. He said reiterating his lecture. Lisa hyperventilated her tears again. “I know. Ah'm sor-sorry”. She repented. John hugged his niece tightly. “I did that because I love you. And I want you to grow from a young woman into a well behaved woman”. He said. Lisa had calmed down even more and could speak clearer. “I know. Thank you for spanking me”. She said. And Lisa meant it. She was thankful her family and extended family cared enough to chastise and correct her when she needed it. And she knew this probably wasn't the last trip over and adults knee she would take. Her older cousin Wendy had been spanked at age twenty-one. If you needed it you were going to get it. That was a fact in the Lucas clan.

“Okay get back to the party”!, her uncle ordered. And grabbing her shoulder gently turned and sent her off with a swat to her bottom. “Owwwieee”!, Lisa yelped and rubbed her bottom as she left the room and walked back down the hallway. John followed and both of them entered into the party hall. Lisa's cousins were standing solemnly by the radio while Christmas music playing. Three empty chairs sat unused by them. Lisa took mental note that she herself wouldn't be doing much sitting the rest of the night and probably tomorrow either.

A spanked child either of a young age or a teenager tended to take the edge off the attitude. And for the rest of the night all the children, Lisa included, were on the best behavior. Sir and ma’am and respectful attitudes towards the adults were the forefront of their minds. There were a few occasions during the night when Lisa had no choice but to force herself to sit. Although an uncomfortable squirming accompanied those moments.

Near the end of the night as the families started to breakup Lisa's mom pulled her aside. “I spoke with your uncle John”., she said. Lisa looked solemn. “He was right. The kids were behaving badly and you should have kept them in line”. Lisa knew where this was going. “But mom they were out of control”., Lisa said almost in a whiny voice. “Well you know the rules. A spanking during the day gets you one at bedtime”. Lisa looked forlornly at notification of her impending punishment and tears started to well up in her eyes. Joyce Lucas escorted her errant daughter to the car where her father waited. Knowing that in less then an hour her mother's hairbrush would be bouncing off her already sore bottom. As they left the reunion Lisa thought that if there was a Santa Claus she knew what she would ask for Christmas....but such was not to be.

[arielpantiesdnspanked]

I would like to see the wooden hairbrush bouncing off Lisa's sore bottom. She did not mange the behavior of the other children at Christmas and should pay the price for not living up to her mother's high expectations.
Besides she had confidently told Lisa's uncle she was up for the task. Please continue and make her butt purple.