Tracey visits Aunt Peggy
By: Jake Olive
Jkolive47@gmail.com
MOM, NO!!! Tracey said again as she grew more and more frustrated with her mother.
“I am eighteen now and I don’t need to stay with Aunt Peggy while you are out of town” Tracey was becoming more desperate.
“Young lady you might be eighteen but your behavior demonstrates to me that you are not ready for that level of responsibility” her mother said without emotion. “You are going to Aunt Peggy’s and I do not want to hear another word about it.”
“But Mom I barely know her and she is totally weird” the young girl continued.
Tracey’s Mom knew very that Peggy was a bit peculiar but she also knew that her vacation would be much more enjoyable knowing that Tracey was to be carefully supervised but the older woman. She also feared that her older sister’s eccentricities might be getting worse. This would be a way of getting an independent report of Peggy’s behavior while also keeping Tracey from her boyfriend while she was out of town.
“She is not weird she has just never has spent a great deal of time with children” she responded steadfastly. “Now that you are a little older I am sure you two will get along much better than you did before.”
Tracey had been forced to stay with her Aunt once previously when she was about four years old and it had not gone very well. Peggy and her husband Jack lived a life very detached from the world Tracey was used to. As she reflected back on her time with Peggy and Jack she imagined that this was how people might have lived long ago. They did not have a television or a computer or any of the things that Tracey had known her entire life. To the well connected Tracey this house would be a dead zone.
They are WEIRD MOM…..I remember.
One week later Tracey found herself at the airport waiting at the curb for Aunt Peggy to pick her up.
Peggy and Jack had lived in an old house on the outskirts of town for many years. Peggy had been married once before she met Jack and she had never had any children. It was something that Peggy once talked about but since she turned forty about fifteen years ago she had never again mentioned it.
Peggy had always been an odd woman but over the last five years she had been in steady decline. Some of her old friends call her a “loose wheel.”
Jack had been worried about his wife’s behavior as well but Peggy’s dominate personality had stopped him from providing any meaningful help to her. She had long ago put Jack in his place and as she grew older and became more disconnected from reality Jack found that he was unable to mount much of an assault on Peggy’s strange behavior.
When Peggy told him that Tracey was coming to stay for a week he was a bit worried but reasoned it would probably be all right.
“Maybe she can help” Jack had thought initially.
But in the week since the phone call Peggy had been acting very strangely. She seemed to be preparing for a toddler and by his reckoning he knew Tracey must be nearly eighteen years old. Peggy had decorated the extra bedroom in a very childlike manner and had accumulated clothing much too small to be worn by a grown woman. He tried to talk about this with his wife but she got angry at him. He predictably relented.
After a few minutes Tracey saw the old maroon Pontiac turn the corner.
“Here she comes………….god I hate this” Tracey sighed deeply.
“This is fucking bullshit “she texted her boyfriend as she waited for the car to pull to the curb. The car leaned slightly to one side and was missing a hubcap.
Peggy pulled up and Tracey got in.
As Tracey settled into the old car she could see it was deeply covered in debris. It was full of all kinds of general clutter. She cringed at the thought of living with her and Jack for an entire week.
The two woman began to talk and a strange feeling came over Tracey almost immediately. It seemed that Peggy thought Tracey was still four years old, the same age she was on her last visit.
“We have got to get you home and get you in a tub” Peggy was saying as Tracey looked incredulously back at her Aunt.
“Wait, what?” Tracey said. As the woman’s words took root.
“We are having a guest tonight and we need to get you squeaky clean” the odd woman rambled on. I can hardly wait to show off my little niece!
“Aunt Peggy I don’t need a bath, I showered just this morning” Tracey said slowly as if trying to educate the older woman. Looking at her Aunt Peggy she felt something just wasn’t right. She could see that her words were not even registering with her.
“Now your mother said you could be a handful” Peggy responded happily. “But don’t worry I know how to handle recalcitrant young girls!”
“Wait, now what?” Tracey said.
Tracey now vaguely remembered being spanked by Aunt Peggy fourteen years ago for some minor infraction.
“When we get home we need to get you into the tub straight away!” Peggy said never taking her eyes from the road. I want to get you clean and have your hair all brushed out before our friend Bill Chambers comes over for dinner.
“My what? Wait Aunt Peggy are you serious?”
They rode the rest of the way home in silence as Tracey desperately thought through her options. Tracey’s mind raced for a way to get through to her Aunt.
Ten minutes later she saw the familiar old house. It had further dilapidated since her previous trip and it was covered with overgrown trees.
The brown house was set well back from the road and the gravel driveway made a distinctive crunching sound as the Pontiac made it’s way toward it. As the car came to rest she saw Uncle Jack walking towards them from the direction of the front porch.
“There she is!!! He said as she exited the car.
“And look at you!! Jack stepped back and took a good long look. Why you look just like you mother did when I first met her!”
Tracey couldn’t help but notice that his eyes spent a long time looking at her breasts and it made her feel a little uneasy. Still, she didn’t know what was happening with Peggy and she knew she might need his help.
“It’s nice to see you again” Tracey lied and she hugged him lightly.
Peggy jumped in and grabbed Tracey by the arm “Now we need to get you into that tub!”
With a jerk she pulled Tracey towards the house.
“By all means, by all means” Jack said softly as he watched his wife pull Tracey towards the house.
Watching their quick retreat, he pulled a cigarette out of his pocket and fired it up. He took a long drag on it as he watched his wife briskly pull Tracey into the house. For the first time in 25 years he felt this penis lightly come to life watching her round young bottom pulled quickly under Peggy’s firm control. It had been a long time since he had seen something that sexy on the outskirts of this old town.
When the smoke was complete he heard some arguing coming from the house. He crushed the cigarette on the gravel and moved toward the front door. “I have got to see this” he said with a smile.
He opened the creaky screen door and saw that the commotion was coming from inside the bathroom. The bathroom door was open and he headed in that direction.
As he reached the door he could see that his wife was sitting on the edge of the bathtub and she was very agitated. Tracey was standing just to her right with a towel wrapped tightly around her with her hands holding it at the top.
“YOU GET OVER MY KNEE THIS SECOND!” Peggy yelled at Tracey. “I WILL NOT BE TALKED TO IN THAT TONE OF VOICE. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?” Peggy was shrill and her eyes bulged.
“WHEN I TELL YOU TO TAKE A BATH YOU WILL TAKE A BATH”
There was silence between the two woman as the power struggle between them continued. Peggy stared directly into Tracey’s eyes with great rage and Tracey stared at the floor.
Jack knew very well that his wife had never lost a war of wills and he could see Tracey was in way over her head. For a second he thought about intervening but then realized that this would be just be throwing himself on the fire. He watched and waited for the inevitable.
Tracey stood still.
“I am going to tell you one more time to get over my knee or I swear I will beat your ass raw with a horse whip” Peggy said with full determination never breaking eye contact with Tracey.
Tracey did not want this crazy woman to dominate her but she didn’t see a way out. This woman had too much power.
Clutching her towel tightly she slowly moved to crawl over Peggy’s knee. Once she got within arms reached Peggy grabbed her arm and threw her into place. The towel fell first on Peggy’s knees and then fell fully on the floor.
Jack watched in secret delight as his wife began to spank the naked girl with her full force. He knew his wife’s power when she was angry and had spent much of the last thirty years trying to avoid it.
He watched Tracey as she squirmed to try and avoid the fury of blows. Tracey was much taller than Peggy and her long legs seemed to be everywhere at once as they banged around the small bathroom. He could see Tracey’s full breasts as she rolled back and forth in an effort to stop the spanking. It was coming down hard on her in a steady stream of blows.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK the sound amplified was by the small space.
Peggy did not let up and gave her as many as fifty hard spanks before stopping. When she finally did stop Tracey lay whimpering over her knee like a small child. Peggy ran her hand over Tracey’s bottom and began to talk to her a little more softly.
“Now I have agreed to watch over you this week and you will mind my rules. Do you understand?”
“Yes” came Tracey’s beaten reply.
“Now you stand up and get into this tub” Peggy said as she helped Tracey up from her knees.
Once Tracey was standing fully she noticed Jack for the first time. She quickly tried to cover herself, her face was still red from the spanking and her blond hair tossed in every direction.
“Now you don’t mind him, he has seen a lot of little girls in his day” Peggy said truly believing that Tracey was a child. “Now you hop on in.”
Tracey quickly jumped into the tub to try and cover her nakedness from Jack.
“Now since we have spent so much time in here arguing I must now go tend to our dinner. Our guest will be arriving soon.”
“I want this door open so I can keep an ear on you. Since I now do not have time to bath you now your Uncle Jack will have to wash you tonight. I want you clean from bow to stern. If I hear any backtalk in here you will be right back over my knee. Do you understand?”
“But Aunt Peggy…..” was all Tracey could say. But afraid of another spanking, her words drifted to nothing.
Peggy gave her a stern look and headed for the kitchen.
Jack could not believe his good fortune as he picked up a bar of soap and a small washcloth. He had been dealing with his crazy wife for as long as he could remember and this was the first time it ever fallen his direction. With the best straight face he could muster he dropped to his knees and slowly began to wash Tracey.
“Ok, arms up….let’s get you clean,” he said as he dismissed the washcloth and slowly started washing Tracey’s breasts with his bare hands. He massaged them fully making no effort to disguise his pleasure.
“We don’t want to make Aunt Peggy angry so we better do as she says” Jack said working his hands all over Tracey.
“Ding Dong” sounded the front door.
Tracey raised her arms and Jack continued to bath her.
Tracey heard the sound of muffled conversation and then approaching footsteps.
Finally she saw Peggy and another man appear in the doorway.
Jack never looked up but continued washing Tracey’s boobs as he heard his wife say “Bill this is my little niece Tracey, Isn’t she darling?”
Tracey saw the older man take in the strange predicament for a moment.
“I had to spank her to get her in the bath but you know how kids can be” Peggy continued.
“Why she is lovely” Bill Chambers said with a hint of amusement. ”Just lovely.”
Tracey dropped her arms as Jack began to wash her back. They all stood in place as Jack happily continued his work. After a moment he had Tracey stand up so her could get at the rest of her.
“She is just like you described her Peggy” Mr. Chambers continued. “It must be so nice to have a little one around” he said with a wicked smile never taking his eyes off the young woman in front of him.
When Jack was finished, Peggy pulled Tracey from the bath and dried her fully. Both men watched as Peggy then began to brush the naked girls hair.
Tracey stood both naked and horrified as she could see both men clearly had an erection as they watched her. She had to try and reason with Aunt Peggy but she was afraid on another spanking and she feared the men would only encourage it.
Once Tracey’s hair was dried Peggy pulled it into a ponytail and adorned it with a little yellow ribbon. Peggy had Tracey step into a pair of white panties and then all four walked into the living room.
Tracey could see a large quilt set on the floor in the center of the room with some plastic play toys on it. As the men settled into the chairs, Peggy led her to the center of the quilt and sat her down.
“Now you go ahead and play while the adults visit” She sternly said to Tracey. “And if you interrupt our adult conversation you will get another spanking” Am I clear?
Tracey looked up at her Aunt Peggy and nodded her head.
As Peggy made her way to the sofa, the little girl in the white panties picked up a couple of plastic rings and began to play with them.
It figured to be a long week for Tracey.
Tracey visits Aunt Peggy
By: Jake Olive
Part II
Tracey sat on the floor playing with the plastic toys while the three adults talked with one other. She sat Indian style with her long legs folded gently in front of her. She had tried to hide her breasts as much as possible from view of the men but given her spot on the floor it was not an easy task.
As she listened she was trying to figure out a way that she could get Aunt Peggy to understand. After all, Tracey was not a small child but a grown woman!
The men looked down on her with both a clear lust and an understanding of her current predicament with Peggy‘s increasing unbalanced mental state. They were both hopeful Tracey would be further humiliated by the unstable woman.
After a while, Bill Chambers said to Peggy, “Peg do you mind if Tracey sits on my lap for a little bit? It has been a while since I have been around a little one like Tracey.”
“Certainly Bill!” Peggy said quickly. “I am sure Tracey would like that very much!”
Tracey felt herself flush. “But Aunt Peggy…. I am too big” Tracey tried once again to reason with her and only received a stern look in return.
“Now you get up on his lap this instant, he is a guest in this house and he has made a request of you”
Peggy looked to the men and said “I think this little one may have a very red bottom before the week is through if she doesn’t learn some manners.”
The men nodded their heads knowingly and Tracey sat still on the floor looking up at them.
Peggy finally looked at her and said with a harsh tone said, “NOW!”
Tracey slowly unwound her long and elegant legs, she rose and walked toward Bill. He sat low in a small chair and Tracey did not see how she could possibly sit on his lap. At five foot seven and 120 lbs, she was simply too big to sit with him.
Bill watched Tracey’s breasts sway slightly as she walked toward him in her white panties. He felt his sexual desire powerfully resurface as he anticipated touching her. He smiled broadly.
As he realized she was looking for a way to get onto his lap, he moved forward in the chair, put his knees together as if to give her a little platform to sit. His bulky erection was plainly visible to Tracey’s eye.
She could see no other option.
She stood still but sensing Aunt Peggy’s growing impatience she turned outward and then sat down on Bill’s lap. He smelled strongly of nicotine and as her weight rested on top of him he pulled her gently toward him.
Tracey’s long legs spread outward over Bill’s knees and she sat stiffly upon him in almost a spread eagle position as she faced the room. Bill then moved his knees slightly apart her legs spread further open as he did.
Bill began to caress her back as the conversation resumed. Occasionally, when Peggy was speaking to Jack he brought his hands around and played lightly with the sides of her large breasts. He pinched them at the bottom and then weighed them as if involved in a strange and silent experiment.
Tracey was tense and ramrod straight as she sat atop Bill’s lap feeling his busy hands and his hard penis beneath her.
Peggy noticed nothing unusual. To Peggy it was just her little niece sitting on a friend’s lap.
The conversation continued for several minutes, when it was Bill’s turn to speak he would lean outward so he could be seen from behind the grown woman sitting on his lap.
Bill finally rested his hands on Tracey’s hips and began to shift her weight from side to side to increase the pleasure from feeling her muscular bottom rock atop him.
Tracey tensed and looked for a way down. She could hear Peggy and Jack talking normally about an upcoming trip to the supermarket.
Feeling the continued poking from Bill’s pants, Tracey felt a shudder of revulsion and reached forward with one foot in an attempt to disembark from Bill’s outwardly happy lap.
As she finally began to pull herself free, Bill said to Peggy, “Peg Tracey seems a bit fussy today, did she get her nap?”
Peggy then looked toward Bill and saw Tracey sitting awkwardly on his lap with one leg reaching for the floor and the other still high over his knee. His hands rested upon her hip bones.
Tracey looked every bit like a stripper giving Bill a lap dance but all Peggy saw was her little niece and Bill.
“That is a good question Bill. Since she didn’t get here until a little while ago I don’t know.” Peggy said perplexed as if asking the eighteen year old girl was not an option available to her.
“If she is fussy, why don’t you bounce her on your knee for a bit” I will put her to bed right after dinner tonight so we can get her sleep schedule back on track from the traveling.”
Tracey felt Bill’s strong hands pushing her hips forward toward his knee. As the conversation continued Bill began slowly rolling and bouncing Tracey over his left knee.
The slow bouncing of Tracey continued for a few moments. Jack struggled to take his eyes off Tracey as her large boobs bounced slightly in time with Bill’s knee.
The conversation continued on normally, Peggy currently was offering the men her full recipe for the lemon meringue pie that she sometimes bakes. The men shook their heads in time with her expectation but all thoughts were on Tracey and her bouncing.
Wearing only white cotton panties it didn’t take long for Tracey to begin to feel the arousal of a grown woman given all her friction with Bill’s knee.
At first she had tried to fight the feeling but Bill seemed to know just how to hit the right spot at the right moment. Her reluctance began to give way.
As the stimulation from Bill took further hold she began to rock back against the knee in a slight grinding motion. As she leaned back slightly her great breasts pushed upward. As her orgasm grew closer she reached down to direct his knee to match her need. Her white panties were growing very moist.
The three grown ups continued talking as Tracey was now pushing herself to an orgasm.
Peggy remained completely oblivious to the obvious nature of Bill and Tracey’s behavior. Tracey was silent but took quick sharp breaths at distinct intervals.
The conversation continued.
After a slow and steady build up the rocking grew more and more intense. Soon after, Tracey felt the orgasm begin its firing sequence. She began a series of tight short breaths and she was grinding hard on Bill‘s knee. She was now fully wet.
To the absolute delight of Bill and Jack Tracey then began a strong if not mostly silent sexual release on atop Bill‘s leg. She gasped twice for air and said very faintly, “oh god” one time.
When she was finished she sat limply with a flushed expression over Bill. She leaned back into him slightly a bit exhausted. The vague smell of her arousal filled the room and the two men tried to hide their smiles.
Peggy was now talking about her upcoming trip to the local swap meet fully unaware of what had just occurred in the room.
Finally, Bill said with a wry smile, “Peggy, I think Tracey has wet herself.”
“OH MY GOODNESS!” said Peggy with a loudness that surprised all three of them.
She quickly rose and advanced on Tracey. “Bill I am so sorry!” Peggy said as she pulled Tracey from his knee.
“Sure enough!” she said as she pulled Tracey’s panties down her legs “She sure did!”
With the wet panties now on the floor Peggy yanked naked Tracey toward her own chair. As she sat down she pulled Tracey over her lap and again began to spank her.
Tracey by now was breaking free from the haze of her orgasm and she began to struggle a bit.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK
Peggy was red faced and angry as she tore into Tracey’s bottom, “I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS. YOU HAVE WET YOURSELF ON OUR GUEST!”
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK
The two completely amused men watched as Tracey again paid the full price for disappointing Aunt Peggy.
After about thirty spanks Bill asked Peggy, “Peggy I have a leather belt if you think that would make a better impression on her.”
Peggy said nothing but held her right hand out in his direction.
Bill pulled the thick leather belt free from his pants and handed it to Peggy.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK, SMACK
It was now a deep sound that filled the room as the belt’s assault on Tracey‘s behind began in earnest.
SMACK, SMACK, SMACK
Peggy continued for quite some time. When she was finished she stood Tracey up and announced to the men that Tracey would be going to bed without supper.
It was the first time all night the men had tasted disappointment. Supper still lay ahead of them.
She pulled the naked girl through the living room toward the bedroom with full purpose. Tracey ran along behind not knowing what other horrors might lay in front of her.
Later that night Tracey lay alone in her bed. Aunt Peggy had taken away her cell phone and had eliminated any real hope that Tracey had maintained to escape her crazy situation. Her bottom was red and sore from her second spanking of the day.
She could hear the adults talking and having dinner now and she wondered what Aunt Peggy might have scheduled for her tomorrow.
She looked nervously at the bathing suit of a four year old that set on the night table beside her and she tried to get to sleep.
Tracey visits Aunt Peggy, Part 3
By: Jake Olive
jkolive47@gmail.com
Tracey awoke early the next morning. As she laid in her bed she could hear activity inside the house. She rolled over on her back and thought about what had occurred on her fist day with Aunt Peggy and Uncle Jack. The whole thing seemed a bit unreal to her now but the soreness in her bottom reminded her that she was still under the crazy rule of Aunt Peggy.
She heard footsteps approaching her bedroom door. She quickly closed her eyes and pretended to sleep. She heard the door creak open and she could feel someone staring at her. She waited for the door to close but she heard nothing. A moment went by and she could feel someone standing next to her bed. She wanted to open her eyes but she stayed quiet. Her heart raced as she pretended to sleep.
A moment later she could feel someone stroking her hair. The touch was lingering and tender. After a couple of moments more she heard her Aunt Peggy say softly, “Get your rest my child, we have a very big day today.”
Without another word, Peggy silently left the room.
Tracey then opened her eyes and thought for a moment. She had to find a way out of the house, Peggy fully believed that Tracey was the baby she never had. “She is freaking nuts!” thought Tracey. “Can’t she see I am 18 years old!
“Finally another more desperate thought struck Tracey. “I must try and escape!”
Twenty minutes later she rose from bed but found that all of her clothes were missing. Naked, Tracey walked to the dressing bureau and opened it.
All of the clothes inside of it were made for a toddler and there was nothing that would fit Tracey’s impressive young shape. She crept to the bedroom door and peeked out. She could see no one but she heard Peggy working in the kitchen and she could smell bacon frying.
Naked Tracey walked briskly to the bathroom and found a towel. It was small and barely covered her but Tracey was determined not to begin her second day as naked as she had ended her first one at Peggy and Jack’s house.
With Peggy busy in the kitchen Tracey began to reconnoiter the house in search of either her clothes or something else that might cover her up and then aid her escape.
She made her way to Peggy and Jack’s bedroom and she could hear a loud snoring sound coming from inside of it. She slowly opened the door and peaked in the room.
She saw Jack laying on top of the bed lost in a deep slumber. She could see a firm erection pushing hard against his white briefs. Repulsed by the vision in front of her, she shut the door and continued down the hall.
Behind the closed door Jack continued dreaming about what he had seen of Tracey the day before.
Tracey then made her way down the hallway and onto the back porch. Seeing nothing there that would provide her any better covering she decided to make her escape in the towel. “Maybe I can find clothes at a neighbor‘s house” Tracey reasoned.
Tracey looked at the enclosed backyard and made her way against the side of the house. As she reached the kitchen windows she could hear Aunt Peggy busy at her morning work. She then ducked under the windows and she ran for the front gate. Her hope was that Peggy would be too busy to notice her. It was a poorly conceived plan from the start.
At once Tracey could hear the wind rushing by her ears and she could feel the morning mist on her face. As she opened the front gate she heard a familiar voice shriek, “OH MY GOODNESS!!!!”
Tracey looked back and for an instant made eye contact with her Aunt. Peggy’s eyes were wide and filled with a dreadful horror. Tracey then saw Peggy disappear in the direction of the front door. She heard Peggy yell “JACK!, JACK!, THE BABY HAS GOTTEN OUT COME QUICK!!!!”
As Tracey let go of the gate her towel snagged and the gate pulled it from her body. Tracey stopped short and tried to grab it but upon looking up she could see her Aunt Peggy now rapidly advancing on her. With a sudden jerk, Tracey jumped up and then ran fully naked down the country road.
Tracey ran carefully along the rocky road for a minute before looking over her shoulder. What she saw looking back did not bode well for her. In spite of Peggy’s age, she ran light on her feet and with a very rapid turn of foot. Tracey was quickly running out of breath but Peggy appeared to be running quite strong. Peggy covered ground very impressively. The older woman’s eyes were currently steady on Tracey like a big cat approaching its overmatched prey.
Tracey put her head down and continued to run, her large breasts tumbling around in front of her. As she finally was approaching the closest neighbor she felt Peggy’s hand on her shoulder.
“YOU WILL STOP THIS INSTANT!!” Tracey heard her say.
Out of breath, Tracey stopped and tried to talk. She wanted to reason with her but she was too winded to speak.
Peggy yanked her by the arm and led her in the direction of a split rail fence beside an old willow tree. As they reached it, Tracey began to regain her wind.
“Aunt Peggy you don’t understand” she began.
“I WILL NOT HAVE THIS!!!!” Peggy yelled back. “I AM RESPONSIBLE FOR YOU AND FIND YOU RUNNING NAKED DOWN MY STREET!!!”
Peggy reached up and pulled a small limb from the tree. As Tracey again began to try and reason with her Aunt, Peggy was clearly crafting herself a switch.
“But Aunt Peggy, I am 18 and I have finished high school…..I am NOT a little kid anymore” Tracey continued.
“I HAVE HEARD ENOUGH!” Peggy then announced.
She quickly bent Tracey over the split rail fence.
“You will not move” Peggy said. “I might not have gotten through to you yesterday but I sure as hell will teach you your lesson today!”
Tracey tried to stand and speak but she was pushed back firmly over the high fence rail. Her feet raised slightly off the ground as she was pushed forward.
Without further ceremony, Peggy pulled back the switch and began to spank Tracey with it.
“SWISH” the thick switch cut through the air to meet it’s upturned target.
OOOOOOHHHHHH! Tracey cried after impact. “STOP! THAT REALLY HURTS!“
Peggy continued the further education of Tracey in an unabated fashion.
After about five strokes, Tracey could hear Jack pulling up in the old Pontiac. Jack turned the engine off , rolled down the window and began watching the show.
As Peggy continued blasting the switch into Tracey’s full behind the girl began a horrible cry. Jack reached down and begin to stroke himself through his jeans as he watched Tracey kick her feet in full protest of yet another spanking.
With his wife showing no sign of slowing down, Jack removed his cock and stroked it openly. He knew that Peggy would be too focused on Tracey to notice him in the car behind her. He pumped and watched Tracey’s torment.
SWAT! SWAT! SWAT! SWAT!
Tracey was now openly crying like a baby, Occasionally she reached behind herself to attempt and avert a blow but the force of the switch striking her hand proved to be a painful deterrent.
After about fifty blows Peggy began to slow her pace. In the car behind her, Jack tried to tuck his hard penis back inside his jeans now anticipating a full stop.
Tracey tried to get off the split rail fence and her feet kicked a little wildly in search of the ground. After a moment she reached the ground and stood sobbing next to her Aunt Peggy.
Greatly relieved that her brutal punishment was over Tracey hugged her Aunt and began to apologize.
“I am sorry Aunt Peggy, it won’t happen again” the crying girl heard herself regretfully report to her Aunt.
“I won’t be bad anymore” Tracey sobbed. “I promise to be a good little girl.”
Satisfied that this punishment had indeed served its purpose, Peggy held the naked girl in her arms and comforted her. “It’s ok my baby….I just need you to behave.” Peggy said softly to her.
The two stood quietly together and Tracey’s sobs eventually began to slow.
“Now you get into the car with Jack, we need to get you home and all cleaned up!” Peggy finally said with her mood obviously lifted. “Today you are entered into the “Baby Beautiful” contest in town and we need to get you ready!”
Tracey began walking to the car as the words struck her. “Wait, now what?” she said looking back.
“Now you don’t worry about anything my dear. You will be the prettiest baby in the contest!” Peggy said with considerable enthusiasm. “Everybody likes taking pictures of babies!”
Tracey looked back at the woman both defeated and terrified. “beautiful babies?” she finally said back. “What will I wear?” Tracey’s question underscored a quiet panic.
“Oh, I don’t know” Peggy said with a laugh. “probably just your birthday suit!”
“My what?” the sometimes surprisingly dim witted girl replied. “Aunt Peggy I don’t have a birthday suit!” The naked girl responded ignorant of the obvious humor in her statement.
“Oh sure you do” Peggy said with a grin. “This is very popular contest and I am sure you will be the prettiest baby there!!”
Tracey softly touched her red bottom and got into Jack’s car.
“Now you two hustle home!” We need to get you scrubbed and ready. Why half the town will be there and we want you to look your very best. I need to walk over and borrow some more hair ribbons from Miss Greenwell. Jack will get you all cleaned up and ready.”
Tracey closed the door and looked at Jack as if somehow he might come to her aid. She could see his zipper still open and a mighty bulge beneath his jeans. She knew at once what he had been doing in the car.
Jack started the car and began driving it back to the house. He smiled and looked at Tracey “Now you just relax young lady.” When we get home I will get you all ready for your baby show!”
Tracey looked dolefully ahead trying to figure out what a birthday suit might look like.
“When we get home you will take a quick shower with your Uncle Jack!” The older man announced as he adjusted his stubbornly hard cock. He imagined Tracey in the shower stroking him with soapy hands.
The old car moved slowly toward the house as Peggy walked up the driveway to visit Miss Greenwell.
Tracey had a very public date with all the shudder bugs and other onlookers in town. She was sure to make a splash in the Beautiful baby contest!
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