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>Dear Carla Ann and Betty >Thank you for your congratulations and your kind words. >I have decided to tell you both how we got closer and >why we got married relatively quickly. >I apologize in advance that this is going to be very >long. > >How much we complement each other was not only shown >in bed, but also when we spanked all three girls of >them together for the first time. >Which happened on the second week when we all lived >together under one roof. >I started with my two girls. I took off their tights, >opened their bodysuits at the crotch and then took off >their diapers. >Then I gave them not too many or too hard spanks with >my hand and otherwise refrained from the >time-consuming consolation and breastfeeding. >I took the youngest upstairs with me, put her in a >fresh diaper and laid her down to cry and promised to >come to her later. >I then did the same with my oldest. >I just didn't know how he would react and I was afraid >that I would scare him away. >All what I know is that he spank his daughter too, but >I have no Idea how he do it, or how sternly he spank. >So I definitely didn't want to be too harsh, but >rather increase it slowly, until I got to both, where >I was with they, befor he cames in our live. > >When I came back into the living room, I saw his >daughter Sina losing her composure more and more and >her sniffling had turned into a full-blown howl >without a single blow being thrown. >I went to her, took her hands in mine and said, "Get >up, honey." She followed my instructions and I took >her in my arms. >For her almost 14 years, she was relatively small, she >only reached up to my chest and was otherwise only a >head taller than my eldest. But her puberty was in >full swing. >While I was holding her to calm her down, I said to >her: "Sina, sweetie, why are you so excited?" >Maybe I saied a little more harshly than I intended: >"You're only getting a spanking, there's nothing more, >to it than that, you don't have to lose your temper >like that." >Suddenly I let go of her and took a step back and saw >her wetting herself. It wasn't much and it didn't run >onto the carpet, but the crotch of her jeans and her >legs were now dark and clearly wet. >Her dad jumped up and said, "Yes, that happens >sometimes. I'm sorry, I'll clean this up. And you, >young lady, will now receive 20 strokes instead of 15 >on each of your spanking place." >She was now an emotional wreck, I told him to sit down >and I'd take care and clean up of her, because I know >what to do. >I led her into the bathroom, in my arm and was totally >surprised that I could undress her without resistance. >I let her get into the bathtub, turned to lay my >bathrobe spread out over the towelheater and then >switched it on. >My intention was that she would be nice and warm when >she got out of the tub. >But she obviously misunderstood what I was doing and I >saw how she started to pee again and the crying >increased again. >Squat down, sweety, and let it all out, it's not bad, >I promise, I said to her in my softest voice. >When I saw that she had finished peeing, I took her >back into my arms, naked as she was, and continued to >speak to her in a calming manner. >Next, I promised her that we would have a >daughter-mother talk tomorrow to take away, any fears >she might have about the future. > >After that, I turned on the hand shower and waited >until the water was pleasantly warm and showered her >body from her waist down. >Only then did I let her stand up and spread her legs, >then I started to soap the washcloth and wash her. >Even now, that my hand was in the washcloth, so I >wasn't touching her directly on her crotch or bottom, >there was still no resistance to stop this very >private intrusion. >So I gently, but not playfully, washed her crotch, >which was covered with a light down of hair. >I then decided, to wash her, as if she were a toddler. >I had her sit down and then washed her entire body, >from her hair to her feet. >I saw some unsightly marks on her still small breasts, >which her bottom also had, some of them greenish >yellow. >Which must have been full-blown hematomas. >I knew then that her father had not been gentle with >her and was caught between excitement and disgust, but >I still smiled gently to myself. >Because I now knew that I could punish her just like >my two girls. >I just had to find out how and to do that, I had to >see how her father would treat her this evening. >When we were finished, I wrapped her in my warmed >bathrobe. >She looked adorable in the much too big bathrobe, shy, >embarrassed with a hint of fear, she looked at me. >I took her in my arms again, rubbed her arms and back >and smiled at her, while I said to her, it's okay, >sweetheart. >Then I threw her clothes in the washing machine and >before I turned it on, I asked her. "Do you often have >accidents like this, Sina? >Please be honest with me now, because if I find your >bed wet in the morning, you won't be able to sit down >for a long time. >But if I know that it can happen to you, you won't >have any problems, then I'll help you. >Bright red in the face, tears filling her eyes again, >then she nodded silently. >I said it's fine, darling, thank you for telling me. >I kissed her forehead and started the washing machine, >then I led her back into the living room on my hand, >to her father. >He stood up, came over to us and said sweetheart, you >know that you have to be punished and you saw that >your new mommy spanks her children too. That's part of >growing up. >Then he took off her bathrobe and told her to support >herself on the dining table. >Now he spanked her bottom, exactly 20 times and pretty >hard. She was shaking, wiggling and crying loudly >again. >When he turned her over and said hold your forearms >behind your back, I thought he was done and was going >to send her to the corner. >Instead he spanked her small breasts with his hand. >By spanking her from bottom to top, or from top to >bottom, from left to right, right to left. >He never held her with his other hand either, because >he used that to twist and pull her nipples until she >screamed. > >To me it looked as if he was punishing her for her >mother's things, but it had nothing to do with >upbringing. >I found it disgusting and extremely arousing at the >same time, but I knew I had to intervene and stop this >type of punishment in the near future. > >Afterwards I put my bathrobe around Sina's shoulders >again and took her to her childroom, after dressing >her into pajamas, put I in her bed. >I sat on the edge of the bed, stroked her cheek and >wiped her tear-soaked hair from her face. Then I said >to her: >"I know, sweetie, I'll take care of you tomorrow >morning, then there will still be punishments, but not >like this, I promise you, Sina, do you understand me, >sweetie? She nodded. >If you have an accident tonight, you don't have to be >afraid. Wake me up and we'll clean it up. From >tomorrow on you don't have to worry about that >anymore." >I kissed her again, gently stroked her aching breast >and said again. >From tomorrow onwards your life will change a lot and >you will experience the same comfort, that I usually >give my daughters after their spankings too. >I saw this evening, that you definitely have to get >spankings, but after that you have to feel and >experience that nobody in the family hates you, but >that you will always find protection and security here. >I promise you one thing, pure fear alone does not >upbring a girl, there is much more to it and I will >make sure that you get more of that too! >We talking tomorow sweetheart. >Now sleep quickly, Sina, the sun will shine again >tomorrow morning and for you too that I promess. >I kissed her forehead again, stroked her cheek with >the back of my hand and went out, while she could now >cry herself to sleep. >Without going to my children, I went straight back to >him. > >I threw my arms around his neck that evening and >kissed him passionately, then I said, "That was >incredibly hot, darling, but we need to change some >things." >I explained to him that her developing breasts are >subject to such massive tissue damage that she'll soon >have saggy tits, even if she stays at an A cup. >I wouldn't wish that damage on any girl or woman, wait >here. >I disappeared into our bedroom, leaving him curious. I >bet he was desperate at that moment that I rejected >his hardness. #Laughs# >Then I came back into the living room and showed him >what I usually use on my girls while they're still so >small. >And I also told him I was afraid you'd think I was way >too hard, so I decided to just use my hand. >He smiled and looked at what I gave him. It's a very >nice leather paddle, with a 4-inch reddish-brown >wooden handle and a 0.3-inch thick black leather >strap, measuring 7.5 inches long and 2.5 inches wide. >The paddle is beautifully crafted and was anything but >cheap. >As a decoration, it's great, but as a disciplinary >tool, it's a girl's nightmare. >I bought it when I started spanking my eldest >daughter, in a set of two for almost $250. >The Big Brother paddle has been kept in my bedroom >closet for a long time. This one has a 7-inch handle >and 0.5-inch thick leather, is 20 inches long and 4 >inches wide. >It's far from suitable for my daughters yet, but it's >perfect for your, or rather my, stepdaughter. >We laughed, and then he said to me seriously, "I want >to spank your tits too. I love it when you cry and we >both come at the same time." >So the Big Brother paddle will hit you too. >I agreed, but also told him that I still had milk and >that I usually breastfeed my daughters while >comforting them. >And since it wasn't available tonight, I should to >pump. >Or our bed would get wet with breast milk. >We both laughed, then he said, >Bring one of your daughters down and let her drink the >milk on the couch wrapped in a blanket. >I accepted, just to prevent a blocked milk duct too. > >Today I can say that he is completely fixated on >breasts and I was able to slowly dissuade him from >concentrating too much on his daughter by giving him >mine. >We spank both, her breasts and he spanks mine, I >showed him how to hit her without running the risk of >seriously injuring her. >And I can guarantee that I and my stepdaughter will >scream and cry loudly if we are not gagged. >We now support her breasts and then the small leather >paddle comes into its own. In the car we have a 12 >inch wooden ruler with no sharp edges. >In my handbag there is a wooden brush and in the >diaper bag in the car there is another not so >expensive leather paddle that has a total length of 20 >inches. >We have also now bought special mats, bras and pantys. >I put the mats on a wooden chair that the girls have >to sit on when a punishment is due or has finished. >The special underwear is just for me, I let myself be >persuaded to buy the mat too, but I won't compromise >on the underwear. >We bought all of this very soon after we decided that >we were going to get married. >The difference between then and now is that I can >punish her so much that she screams and cries, but the >tissue is hardly over-stressed. >Because we hold her breasts while we spank her with >the small leather paddle or ruler. >On me personally, he likes to use an elongated oval >plastic sauce spoon, which he then turns so that it >hits my nipples and areola exactly. >When he spanks my breasts, my milk has either been >pumped out or drunk. >He particularly loved the idea of ​​diapers, >especially the fact that they would protect her, from >intrusive teenagers. >That means she stays chaste! >Today she is diapered just like my own daughters. If >one of us goes to her, I can be sure, that her diaper >will be wet by. >Because she knows the way we come in or the way we >call her, that it is time to be very sad. > >Dear Betty, >I know how to spank the crotch from my own mother and >that's exactly why I bought this set of leather >paddles. >I hit my daughters in the diaper position on the >changing table, which has a belly strap that I put on >beforehand. >Then I lift their legs and they get a few, not too >hard, hits in the crotch. >But I always spank them with my hand first and I spank >only her crotch when I think it's time for that again. >Thats maybe 1or 2 times at month. >And I only spank them until their lips swell and very >red is. >Then they scream and howling loudly, I watch in their >face and knowing exact when it is enough, to make >their crotch pain. >When I told my husband and showed him, how I spank my >girls on the changingtable. >Then he converted the changingtable significantly >bigger the by adding a small step so that Sina could >occasionally be strapped down and then her feet could >be spread out towards her face and tied to the wall. > >I need it only, if I be alone at home, because he's at >work, so it is much more easier and safty to spank on >they chrotch, if I like it to do. >Sometimes we both stand together and spank they, but >mostly he hold the legs spreaded up on diaper >position, on Bed or couch. >That always guarantees wet diapers and girls who want >to be comforted. Then I still breastfeed them too. >Neither of them is embarrassed if they seeks my >breasts for a snack, in front of my husband, her >step-daddy. >While they drink, patt I her diapered butt and smile >at him. >Half an hour later I have good sex with him in >basement. > >I've already check to breastfeed Sina too, but she >doesn't cope so well with it, sometimes I beat her >even harder to get her to latch on. >But I'm afraid she's been weaned for far too long. >So she gets a bottle of warmed-up milk, while she's >lying in my arms and if she's very sweet, i.e. has >been spanked a lot, cocoa milk. >When all three are in bed after such an evening >program, my breasts are abused and my crotch hurts not >only from the blows, but also because I've been ridden >sore. >When he hits my breasts, I'm gagged so as not to wake >the children and this takes place in the basement of >the house. >We are considering whether we should soundproof it a >bit more for the two of us, but that is another story. >I want our BDSM to be clearly separated from the >children. > >So I hope it was not to bored for you >Dear Betty, I would be delighted if you could give us >a little insight into, how you live and punish or are >punished. > >best wishes to you both, Carla Ann and Betty >Yvonne

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