Upbringing of Daughters 2
Copyright© 2026 by A.G. Vasilyev
Chapter 2
The girls didn’t eat anything on the plane, just sat there with dejected looks. They were sad in the taxi, too. They walked home pale. But contrary to expectations, neither Andrey nor Marina scolded their daughters and said they would talk to them on Saturday.
The girls didn’t leave the house until Saturday. Their parents didn’t forbid them, they just weren’t in the mood. They also ate or drank almost nothing and spent most of the day in their rooms. They often discussed their upcoming punishment. The girls knew it would be very harsh.
On Saturday at 10 a.m., Andrey called Lena into the living room. Marina and her daughters were already there. Contrary to the girls’ expectations, Andrey and Marina appeared calm. A glimmer of hope swelled in the girls’ hearts that the punishment wouldn’t be too severe.
“Girls, you’ve really disappointed us,” Andrey began the conversation. “Do you realize how terribly you behaved?”
“Yes,” the girls answered in chorus, without raising their heads.
“I think we’ve spoiled you too much,” Andrey continued. “That especially applies to you, Lena. Am I right, darling?”
“I don’t know,” Lena answered quietly.
“Of course you’re right,” Marina chimed in. “You’ve let her do whatever she wants since she was a child, and this is the result.”
“You were stricter with your daughters. But they did just as much mischief as Lena,” Andrey retorted.
“That’s also true,” Marina agreed. “But Lena’s also used to luxury and endless money. She’s sure you can solve any problem.”
“I agree,” Andrey replied. “Girls need to understand that everything has its limits. Am I right, girls?”
“Yes,” the girls answered quietly at the same time.
- Marina and I discussed it and decided that you need a very severe spanking.
The girls turned pale. Their hearts sank into their boots. The hope of a lenient punishment died.
“Will they flog us?” Anya asked quietly.
“No,” Marina replied. “The rod is too lenient a punishment for such an offense.”
- For serious offenses, you usually flog us with rods. What awaits us then?
Marina took a black leather whip out of the bag, placed it on the table, and said, “Here. This is a whip. I bought it a few days ago especially for you. Each of you will get 100 lashes with it.”
The girls burst into tears. They had already whipped each other and knew how painful it was. They also knew that now they would be whipped much more severely than before, and the pain would be unbearable.
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