Upbringing of Daughters 2
Copyright© 2026 by A.G. Vasilyev
Chapter 5
The next morning, Marina and her daughters gathered in the living room. They waited a long time for Lena, but she didn’t show up. Her phone was also turned off. After waiting half an hour, Marina sent Anya to fetch her. Lena opened the door only after Anya rang persistently for several minutes.
“What are you calling for?” Lena asked irritably, finally opening the door.
“Where have you disappeared to? Why aren’t you opening the door? Did you forget Mom’s waiting for you?” Anya asked, equally irritated.
“Let him wait. I’m not coming,” Lena snapped.
“Are you nuts?!” Anya was indignant. “When you’re planning an orgy, you’re with us, but when you’re going to respond, you run for the hills! Now, come here quickly!”
Realizing that there was no way out, Lena sighed resignedly, closed the door and went to Marina.
“Well, finally! You’re back, and not even leaving a trace of dust!” Marina said when Lena walked in. “Where have you been?”
“I’m sorry, Aunt Marina. I’m very ashamed and I’m scared,” Lena said, lowering her head.
“You should be ashamed of yesterday’s orgy. But there’s no need to be afraid. You’ve been spanked more than once, and you know that doesn’t kill you.”
Lena didn’t answer. Marina said, “Sit down, girls. We need to have a serious talk.” The girls sat down, and Marina continued, “Yesterday you had a really bad orgy.” The girls blushed deeply and hung their heads. Marina looked at them and continued, “Girls, I’m not a puritan or a prude. I understand that you’re modern young women and you have boyfriends. I also know that it’s rare these days for a woman to remain a virgin until marriage. I’m angry with you not for that, but because you had a really bad group orgy. If I’d caught one of you yesterday, or even if you’d been in different rooms, I wouldn’t have said a word. We have three rooms and a kitchen, couldn’t you have gone to different places? Or didn’t you want that?”
“I’m sorry, Mom. It was an accident,” Anya mumbled.
“They break a mug by accident!” Marina reacted angrily. “It’s not an accident. Do you understand that you should be punished for this?”
“Yes,” the girls answered quietly in chorus.
- Excellent. I’ve decided to give each of you 100 lashes with the cane. And Lena will get an additional 20 lashes for disobedience and trying to avoid punishment.
Marina’s daughters meekly accepted their mother’s decision. They knew there was no point in arguing with her. But Lena said, “Aunt Marina, please don’t.”
“Choose: either I punish you now or I tell your father, and he will punish you,” Marina answered.
“Don’t tell Father,” Lena screamed in horror. “It’s better if you do.”
Lena understood that her father would spank her much more severely than Marina.
- That’s it, - Marina said with a smile.
Lena sighed resignedly.
“So, first I’ll spank my daughters in the usual order, that is, by seniority,” Marina continued. “And then, Lena, I’ll spank you. Any questions?”
The girls sighed silently.
- Great. Then let’s begin. Anya, come with me.
Entering the girls’ bedroom with her mother, Anya undressed and lay down on the bed. Over the years, Marina and her daughters had perfected the spanking ritual to the point of automaticity.