Chapter 2

"So, How long has this been going on?!" Megan replied " I leave the house for a few hours and I come back to the two of you getting it on!"

And she turned to her daughter "You are way to young to be having sex! Do you know what can happen if you are not careful?"

"Yes Mom I do!" replied Gracy.

She turned to me, oblivious of my rising anger at her tirade. "I thought we had a monogamous relationship! How could you do this to me?!"

At this point, I had all I can stand. I gently got up and walked over with determined angry strides to my sister. "I have had enough of your yelling at your daughter! And you know how I feel about you taking that tone of voice with me! Remember the last time you did that? I told you then what would happen if it ever happened again." Quick as lightning I grabbed her arm and pulled her over to the other vacant chaise lounge. I then sat down on it and demanded that she stripped right then and there.

"You've got a lot of nerve objecting to my tone, Grant, when you've just cheated on me with my own daughter! I don't care if you've had enough of my yelling or not. I don't care what you did the last time. You are not doing that this time. This isn't one of our roleplays; it's about what you two just did!", Megan answered defiantly.

"I never cheated on you. I never promised you monogamy, did I? And I am doing what I promised last time! I warned you that the next time you defied me, it would be worse, and it will be! I am the head of this house, and so I make up the rules as I see fit. This yelling business has to stop, and what I do with you is NOT a roleplay, Sis! Now, take off your damn clothes, Megan, and bend over my knees!", I furiously responded.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you, but how can you think of punishing me, when you've messed with my daughter? She's too young to be having sex! She..."

"Says the woman who got knocked up at 18, before she even graduated from high school. And was having sex with Jerry for quite some time before she conceived by him! And he was a loser, a deadbeat, if you'll recall. Am I a deadbeat, am I a loser? I was practically her father for most of her life. Would I actually do to her what Jerry did to you? You gotta be FUCKIN' KIDDIN' me!"

"This is NOT about me; it's about Gracy..."

"Why do you guys have to talk about me, as if I'm not in the room? Mother! I'm not a baby anymore! You don't have to protect me. And it's not like Uncle Grant raped me! I have wanted him since I walked in on you guys going at it like bunny rabbits! I didn't want to hurt you, Mom- I love you! But Uncle Grant is such a hunk, I had to let him do me!", Gracy interrupted.

Both Megan and I were stunned! Gracy had never let on that she had a crush on me. I just thought that she had responded to my lust, but, apparently, it was mutual. This was the moment, however, to seize control of the situation, so I asserted my authority and imposed my solution.

"I'm flattered by what you said, Gracy, but it's irrelevant. Both you and your Mother need to do what I say, and stop interrupting me. Gracy, sit down, and shut up. I have to deal with your Mom's backtalk, and then your interruption. She needs to remember who wears the pants in this house! Megan, this is the last time I'm tellin' you! Take off those clothes, now!", I angrily demanded.

At this point, Megan realized that she had pushed me too far. She scrambled nervously, shuffling her feet.

"Do I have to disrobe in front of my daughter? Can't we do this in private, please?", she asked me anxiously.

I was fed up with Megan's hesitation. I grabbed her, unzipped her sundress, and let it fall to the chaise floor. She was butt-naked, and scared to death, so she didn't fight back. I pulled her over my lap and began swatting her on the ass with my bare hand, while holding her down with the other one. I was turned-on, and so was Megan, despite her embarrassment, so neither of us remembered that Gracy was still there, watching her mother get spanked by her uncle. She was both shocked and aroused by this turn of events. She had never seen her mother being spanked before, but the sight of a woman being spanked and the memory of her own experience of it were fresh in her mind, exciting her all over again. Gracy started to rub herself, stimulating her clit and fingering her pussy.

Megan was squirming as I spanked her butt, getting simultaneously sore and wet.

She sobbed, "I'm sorry, Sir. I won't do it again. Please, stop spanking me- it hurts!"

"It's supposed to hurt, Sis. You're being punished. You've been bad, and you need to remember to respect my authority."

"But, you can't spank me in front of my daughter! She won't respect my position as her mother anymore if you do."