Designated Spanker

Designated Spanker 3

By Red Rover

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DESIGNATED SPANKER – Part 3

Disclaimer: this is a work of fiction. These people do not exist. Any resemblance to real people living or dead is coincidental. This story is Copyright 2017 by Red Rover. All rights reserved. Viewpoint characters:

Roberta Morgan, age 42, widow. Daughters: Dana (19), Kathy (17) and Victoria (15)

Frank Collins, age 38, single, Lawyer and trustee for Morgan family trust.

Christine Edwards, age 39, divorced, Daughters: Alison (19), Amanda (17); Son: Mark (11).

Maria Alvarez, age 44, divorced, Sons Richard (23), Ramon (11); Daughters: Gina (19) and Lucia (13)

Debra Higgins, age 37, husband Frank (38), Daughter Jennifer (16); Sons: Mike (9) and Caleb (6)

Victoria (Vikki) has taken over management of the Morgan family since the death of her father, George Morgan. She manages the household and disciplines the older girls. Family business is taken care of with the assistance of Frank Collins who manages the substantial family trust. The Morgans are well-off but Roberta is not skilled at discipline, money management or any other management areas.

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Part 3

Victoria led the way to the large dining room and took her seat at the head of the table. Frank sat on her left and Roberta on her right.

Christine Edwards noted the lavish spread set out on the buffet table to their right. "You always set a grand table, Roberta," she said admiringly.

Roberta smiled. "Preparing and displaying food has always been my great joy in life. George always told me I should start a catering business. Maybe I will someday, but managing a business is kind of scary."

Dana and Kathy returned with coffee for the adults and sodas for the girls. Vikki called them over and adjusted the Velcro straps so that the waistbands of their pajamas hung as low as possible in back, exposing more than half of their bare, red bottoms. Looking at Mrs. Edwards as she pulled Dana's waistband out to expose the older girl's entire bottom, Vikki commented, "I think I need to fix these jammies with a drop seat, so the whole bottom is on display when the children have been naughty. What do you think?"

Dana blushed in humiliation as the Edwards girls giggled. The doorbell rang and Kathy dashed off to answer it, glad for the opportunity to avoid the display and the conversation before it got around to HER bottom.

Christine Edwards examined Dana's bottom and jammies carefully, ignoring the embarrassed girl's squirming and sniffling. "Well, that would work," she said, "but you'd want to get a tighter waistband and cut the seat in below it, down to here and then use snaps or Velcro so that you could raise or lower the flap without any big fuss. Then you could do away with the Velcro strips in front as well."

"That's a promising idea," Vikki said. "I am not very good with a needle but I see what you mean."

"Oh, I can do the actual sewing." Christine offered. ""Just send the girls over with a new pair of jammie bottoms and I'll fix them up. "

"Thank you, Christine, “Vikki smiled. "I will take you up on that. I owe you one." She released the waistband, smiled again as it snapped back onto Dana's sore bottom and sent the girl on her way with a light swat to the bottom.

Kathy came in, leading the Alvarez and Higgins women and girls. Roberta smiled. "Well, I guess that's everybody. Go ahead and attack the buffet table and if you don't see something you want, ask Dana or Kathy and they will get it for you."

The guests filled their plates and sat down at the table. The women clustered near the head of the table and the girls at the lower end. Normally, Dana and Kathy would have chatted with the other girls but they were somewhat embarrassed by their childish attire and altogether-too-obvious recent spankings so they hung around the buffet table and fetched fresh drinks as requested for the others.

Victoria cleared her throat. "Christine, I think you are the one who asked for the meeting, so why don't you start the discussion."

Christine smiled. "Well, it's really pretty simple. We have a bunch of girls who are without fathers, either temporarily or permanently and who have mothers who are not very good at discipline. Roberta had the same problem and solved it by taking the most mature of her three girls, Victoria, and putting her in charge of the others. So Vikki has total charge of the other girls, she handles their chore assignments, monitors their homework. sets their curfews and makes the rules they have to follow. And when they break the rules, or she sees their behaviors slipping, she spanks them as she sees fit. We other mothers are asking Vikki to do the same for our girls"

There was hubbub at the lower end of the table as the girls digested the implications of what they had just heard. Dana and Kathy had broad grins on their faces as they looked at the other girls. Grins they were careful to conceal from Vikki.

Mandy as usual, was first to speak. "That's ridiculous, Vikki is younger that we are, all except Lucia - WE should be spanking HER."

Dana laughed out loud. "I'd like to see you try to spank Vikki, Mandy. I'd take a spanking myself to watch that."

Gina looked worried. "Does this mean the Vikki is going to come out to our homes and tell us what to do?"

Maria laughed. "No, child, don't be silly. Vikki couldn't run four households at once, even if she wanted to. It would be more like your brother Richard spanking you and Lucia before he went into the Army"

Gina continued to argue, " True, but he was 18 and I was only 14 then. With Vikki it's the other way around, the younger kid is spanking the older kid. That's not right."

Alison had a more practical question. "I want to know if this is all legal. I mean, some of us are over 18 and we are legally adults - even if we don't act that way all the time."

Christine nodded, "We asked that question, too, so we got a lawyer to look it up. Mr. Collins, can you give us a brief summary?"

Frank Collins cleared his throat. "Well in the cases where the girls are under age 18, there is no real problem. As long as the parent gives signed consent and specifies what measures Vikki is allowed to use and under what circumstances, then Vikki would qualify as a 'child care giver.' And she does have a license for that."

"Now for the girls who are over 18, each one would have to sign an agreement that gives Vikki the right to punish them along with a general description of the punishment to be used and the circumstances under which it would be given. You could, for example, agree that she would not use whips, floggers or canes on you."

"Oh yes," Alison exclaimed. "Whips, floggers and canes are evil. I definitely want that on my agreement."

Gina looked askance. "You're not serious, Alison? You WANT to do this? You saw what she did to Dana yesterday."

Alison laughed. "Hell, no I don't WANT to do this. But do you think we have a real choice? Are you ready to go out and get a full-time job so you can pay your tuition and an apartment and live on your own? Or drop out of college and flip burgers until you can find some sucker to marry you? " She looked at her mother. "You are dead serious about this, aren't you?"

Christine smiled. "Yes, dear, I am I think it's the best thing we can do for you - you need discipline and I just can't do it on my own."

Alison nodded. "That's what I figured." She looked at Dana. "Has Vikki been fair with you and Kathy."

Dana nodded reluctantly, " I have to admit she has been fair. Neither of us has ever gotten a spanking we didn't deserve."

Kathy agreed, "That's true.'

Alison took a deep breath. "OK, Vikki, tell us how this is going to work. Obviously you can't watch four households at once. How do you decide when or if we need to be spanked?"

Victoria smiled, "First of all, it's not just the spankings. The spankings are what happens if you screw up. The main idea is that we establish rules and guidelines so you know what you are supposed to do or not do as the case may be. I will work on the rules with you and your mother and we will agree on what is fair. Then if you mess up, you come over here for a spanking or I come over to your place and do it. And it may not be a spanking. I may decide to ground you or put some other kind of restriction on you. But it will be mostly spankings. They are over quickly and it doesn't inconvenience your friends or the rest of the family. And your mothers will call me and let me know when something is wrong. Except for the maintenance spankings, of course."

"Maintenance spankings?" Mandy asked apprehensively, "Does that mean you'll spank us even when we haven't done anything wrong? That's not fair!"

"Maintenance spankings are to let you know your attitude is slipping,” Dana said. "We get maybe one a month. And, of course, if we get a serious spanking, we don't need a maintenance spanking for a while."

Jennifer laughed. "Mandy will need a maintenance spanking every day. She always has an attitude problem."

"Hey, don't try to get me in trouble, you little twit, " Mandy snapped.

Kathy giggled. "And that is the kind of attitude that will get you a maintenance spanking real fast, right, Dana?"

"Yep,” Dana agreed. "90% of our maintenance spankings come after we squabble with each other. Just like this morning."

Mandy was incredulous. "You think that getting spanked this morning was OK?"

"Well, having you guys come in while we were still bare-bottomed was very embarrassing, " Dana blushed at the recollection. "But we got spanked for fighting with each other and breaking a couple of dishes , so the spanking itself was fair."

"I think Mandy should get a maintenance spanking right now, " Jennifer chirped.

"Agreed," Victoria said sternly. "And right after that, Jennifer will get one for provoking Mandy. Attitude cuts both ways, young lady."

Everybody laughed except the two unhappy nominees.

"So then we are all agreed with the concept?" Christine sounded hopeful. All of the mothers nodded as did Alison. "How about you, Gina?" Christina asked kindly. "Do you need more time to think about it?"

"Not really," Gina sighed. "If Alison and Dana are good with it, I will be too. But I want to look real carefully at the fine print in the contract."

Frank laughed. "There won't be any fine print. I hate fine print, too. Makes my eyes sore."

Victoria smiled. "OK then, let’s get the spanking demonstrations over with and then bring out the laptops and start the negotiating. Come on Mandy, follow me."

Mandy looked at Jennifer, "This is another fine mess you've gotten us into."

Jennifer giggled. "Well you got us both spanked in school last term, so we're even."

The group trailed Vikki and Mandy into the huge living room where Vikki sat down in the heavy wooden straight chair she had used for Dana's spanking the previous day. "OK, Mandy, pants down and over the lap," she said. "Leave your panties up."

Mandy complied, dropping her jeans to her ankles and climbed onto Vikki's lap. "I make a habit of leaving the girl's panties on until she is over my lap," Vikki stated. "This avoids exposing her private parts to other people in the room. This is especially important if there are men or boys in the room."

"You could just leave them on for the whole spanking." Mandy suggested hopefully. "I wouldn't mind."

"Good try, but I always spank on the bare when possible, " Vikki said. "OK lift up your bottom a bit." Grasping the waistband of Mandy’s panties, Vikki drew them down to the girl's knees. "OK, a maintenance spanking is 25 hand spanks and ten with the paddle. You don't have to count them."

Vikki spanked in a steady rhythm, covering all of Mandy's bottom and the sit spots carefully. When she was finished, the girl's bottom was bright pink and she was sniffling and softly crying. Then Vikki picked up the paddle and brought it down with a solid SMACK on Mandy's right cheek. Mandy yelped in pain and started squirming. By the tenth smack she was bawling and sobbing, promising to be good.

Vikki let Mandy lie across her lap, gently stroking her bottom until the girl regained her composure somewhat. She then pulled up Mandy's panties, set her on her feet and gave her a firm hug. "Now that wasn't so bad was it?" she asked softly.

Mandy wiped away some tears and rubbed her bottom. "Maybe not for you, but it was kind of rough on my end," she remarked ruefully. "But I probably needed it, Miss Vikki. Thank you."

Jennifer's spanking was basically the same as Mandy's. When it was over, the two girls were allowed to pull up their jeans and join the rest of the group in drawing up the agreements. The rest of the afternoon was devoted to negotiating, renegotiating, and re-renegotiating with periodic breaks to dash up to Vikki's office to make printouts and frequent stops at the buffet table for more of Roberta’s goodies.

End of Part 3

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