Belt Justice 3




Brad didn't mean anything by it. He was just curious. He just wanted to know
if his stepdaughter started wearing thong underware. He was caught in her
underware drawer and severally punished by both his wife and stepdaughter.

It was a lovely Saturday afternoon. Brad had just finished mowing the lawn. He
came in for a shower.

As he stepped into the water he heard is wife Judy yell through the door,

"Mindy and I are going to the mall!. We'll be back in 2 hours!"

"OK!" , he yelled back over the spray of the shower.

Mindy was his 17 year old stepdaughter. Mindy was attractive and very
athletic. She was an avid swimmer and tennis player. Not world class, but
close.

For most of Mindy's life she was a relatively modest girl. She dressed well.
Lately she started wearing tight fitting clothes, which highlighted her firm
breast, strong legs, and very round butt.

Seeing Mindy grow into a woman, Brad started to imagine what she might look
like wearing a thong. Many teenage girls were already wearing sexy
undergarments.

Brad hadn't seen anything sexy in the laundy yet.

When he imagined seeing her wonderful body wearing a thong, he started to get
an erection in the shower.. With a few pumps he was hard as a rock..

After he exited the shower and dried off, Brad decided to see if Mindy had
hidden anything new in her underware drawer.

Still sporting his erection, he yelled out the bathroom door..
"Hello!....Judy!....Mindy!..., Anyone home?"

... no answer..

"Home free", he thought.

Walking naked down the hallway he headed to Mindy's bedroom.

Spotting her dresser, Brad opened each drawer. Finely he found her panties.
One by one he carefully lifted and examined each pair. At the very bottom of
the stack he found what he was looking for.

Lifting the last two pair, Brad found the tiniest thong. Very simple design,
basic white, with the thinnest sides and smallest crotch.

He felt his erection almost double as he touched them..His imagination ran
wild.

"Find what your looking for?", Mindy asked.

"Holy Shit", he yelled. Brad practically jumped out of his skin.

Turning he realized he was completely naked, rock hard, and standing in front
of his 17 year old stepdaughter with her panties in his hand...His face was
bright red..

"Uh.. uh"... He couldn't think of anything to say.

Nothing could justify what she saw..

Looking over her shoulder she yelled, "MOM...MOM, can you come here?"

"Oh shit", Brad thought.

He could see himself in Mindy's full length mirror..he looked SO stupid.. and
SO in trouble..

Brad could hear Judy's heals clicking down the hallway.

Just as she cleared the door, she saw Brad, "What the Hell?" "Brad WHAT THE
HELL are you doing?",

Then she saw Mindy's thong dangling from his hand. "I see", she said. "You
thought we left?"

Both Mindy and Judy were blocking the doorway. Brad's heart sunk. There was no
where to go..

"Brad, what are we going to do with you?" "What am I supposed to do?" "Don't
you know how this makes Mindy feel?" "We have to nip this in the bud right
now!" "Don't we?" "Brad? "

"Yes, your right", he muttered as he looked down.

After a few moments..

Judy turned to Mindy, "Mindy, would you go upstairs to my closet?" "Bring me
the brown belt hanging on the left hook".

Under his breath, Brad muttered "Oh shit..."

Usually, he only received the belt when Mindy was at school. Not today.

With a questioning look, Mindy asked, "Belt?....uh sure, I'll be back".

Mindy was smart. Brad knew she would figure out what the belt was for.

Turning around Mindy ran to the other end of the house. Entering her mom's
closet, she pulled back the clothes. Spying the belt, she grabbed it. Feeling
it in her hand she noticed it's weight. It was a very heavy belt, not
something her mom would normally wear.

Mindy thought she knew what the belt was for. She hoped she was right.

She thought her Mom was going to whip Brad. She thought a whipping would be
fair punishment for what he did.

It would REALLY be fair if she could watch!.

The idea of seeing her mom spank Brad started to make her tingle inside. The
kind of tingling she felt when she played with herself.

Approaching the door she could see her Mom standing in the doorway. She was
blocking the door so Brad could not escape. Both her arms were crossed. She
had tied her hair in a bun. That's odd she thought.

"Here Mom", she said as she handed Judy the belt. "What's it for?"

"You'll see honey". "Brad has misbehaved. It's time you see how boys are
punished." "You know what? Boys never grow up." "As a woman, you have the
responsibilty to show men their limits. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I thinks so", she replied.

"Good. Can you wait for me in the living room? I'll be out shortly", her Mom
motioned for her to leave.

"Oh Mom", Mindy was disappointed. She hung her head and walked down the
hallway.

"Shit", she thought. Wanting to hear as much as she could, she turned the
corner and stopped. She was out of sight, but she could still hear everything.

As quitely as she could, Mindy peeked around the corner.

"Ok, Brad, It's time. You know the routine."

"Shouldn't we wait until Mindy is gone", he asked.

"Why? She caught you sniffing her panties. That's a pretty grown up
experience." "Don't you think she should understand the other part of grown up
relationships?" "Besides, she needs to feel there is some retribution for what
you did". "Now, stop stalling".

"Come Here!....NOW", she shouted, pointing to the edge of the bed.

Mumbling, Brad approached her. Judy reached out and grabbed his arm. Dragging
him over to Mindy's bed she pushed him over it's edge. With her left knee, she
pressed down on the middle of his back. He felt his butt pop up in a very
humiliating fashion. Reaching down, Judy grabbed his hair and forced his head
to face the mirror. Judy deliberatly positioned Brad so that he could see his
spanking. Brad closed his eyes as the pain of his scalp caused him to grimace.

"Open your eyes," she demanded as she shook his head.

Brad opened his eyes, to his dismay he got a full view of himself and Judy.

He was completely naked. His bare bottom, was bent over the edge of Mindy's
bed. Judy was leaning on the middle of his back with her left knee. Her right
leg was straight and braced against the bed. He could see her black high heals
and tight dress hiked up her thighs. With this stance, Brad knew she could get
the best swing and hold him down with minimal effort. She tied her hair back
so that the belt would not get caught in her hair.

The bun made her look really severe.

She was beautiful.

Letting go of his head, Judy took the belt in her right hand and doubled it
with her left. She grabbed the belt end and the buckle in her right hand and
gave it few swings. Feeling a little constrained, she rolled her right sleeve
up and over her elbow.

Mindy could see her Mom take the practice swings. She could see Brad's naked
legs and his jutting bottom. Her Mom had pinned him against the bed with her
knee.

"Man", she thought. "He's gonna get it!"

Reaching down with her left hand, Judy grabbed Brad's right arm and twisted it
behind his back.

"Owwwww", Brad whined and squirmed as she made final adjustments.

After a few seconds she swung the belt completely over her shoulder. Then with
all of her might she brought the belt down full force across both his butt
checks.

Mindy heard a loud TWACK from the belt. Then a split second later, the most
pitifull screech escape Brad's lips..

Wow!....Mindy was shocked. "That was really COOL", she thought. Peeking around
the corner she could see Brads legs and bare bottom kicking and squirming. Her
Mom calmly watched his gyrations as she swung the belt back over her shoulder.
A bright red welt formed across his squirming bottom.

Brad continued to whimper and beg. "Please...please...I'm sorry....", was all
he could sob.

Mindy couldn't wait. Before she realized it, she yelled "Mom, whip him again!"

Judy responded harshly, "Mindy, knock it off! I'll take care of it."

Then she whipped him again, and again, and again.

Mindy was in heaven. With each stroke she could see Brad's legs and bare
bottom kick and bounce in a hilarious dance. His bottom would open and close,
pump, and grind to the beat of the belt. His pitifull yelps, and shrill crys,
made him sound like a little girl. In no time he was continuously sobbing.
Mindy wished she could see is face. She knew he would be extremely
embarrassed. His high pitched sobbing and naked squirming bottom were sexy and
funny at the same time.

Mindy's Mom whipped his ass at least 200 times. After a while Brad stopped
re-acting.

He simply sobbed, sobbed and sobbed.

Pausing for a moment, Judy yelled, "Mindy, ....Mindy come here!"

Exiting her hiding place, Mindy knew she could never look at Brad the same
way.

With each step she saw more of Brad's naked body. His bare heaving bottom
continued to squirm a delightful dance. His bottom cheeks were covered in
bright red belt marks. His shoulders shook as he sobbed deep pitifull gasps.

His face was pressed into her bedspread. He was facing her wall mirror. Her
bed had a large wet circle surrounding where his face was. Tears were
streaming down his cheeks. Mindy guessed the spot was from crying."How
quaint", she thought.

When Brad saw Mindy looking at him, he flushed with embarrassment.

"Jeez Brad, your face is almost as red as your butt, "she laughed. "You sure
made a mess of my bed!"

Judy looked at Mindy, "Did you enjoy the show?"

Mindy thought she was in trouble, "You knew I was watching?"

"Yes, I knew you couldn't resist".

"Are you done?", Mindy asked.

"I'm done, but I would like you finish the job."

Mindy looked surprised, "Me...Why?"

"Yes, you"

"What do you mean finish the job?", she asked.

Looking down at Brad's squirming butt her Mom responded, "Brad violated your
privacy. I think you should punish him".

Mindy's heart was racing. She was excited about the idea of using the belt.

"I'll do it.", she answered.

"Good". "Mindy, this is serious. No fooling around. Do you understand?"

"Yes".

"Any questions?"

Mindy looked at Brad with disdain, "I would like him off my bed..He's making a
mess."

Her Mom asked, "Where do you want to put him?"

"I don't know."

Smiling, Judy suggested, "How about over your knee?"

The thought intrigued Mindy, but the idea of her stepdads dick on her bare
thigh bugged her.

"No, not over my knee."

"How about over a barstool?"

Mindy liked that idea, "That sounds good."

"OK, Go get a barstool."

Mindy trotted off. She couldn't wait.

Returning with the stool , Mindy placed it in front of her full length mirror.

Releasing Brad, Judy stood up and grabbed him by his left ear.. "Come with
me", she commanded.

Brad was still sobbing. His pathetic bottom was bright red. His once hard dick
was now limp and small. Leading him to the stool, she forced him over it. She
adjusted him so his bright red bottom was perched on top of the padded seat.

"Mindy, I think this will work, but I think he may kick his legs too much to
stay on the stool."

"What should we do?", Mindy asked.

"Get me one of your belts. I'll tie his legs to the stool".

Reaching into her closet, Mindy grabbed her pink leather belt.

"Here you go", she handed the belt to her mother.

Taking the belt, Judy wrapped it behind his thighs and through the stool.
Buckling the belt, she pulled his legs tight against the stool.

"Perfect", she announced.

Glancing at Brad's naked body, Mindy asked, "How about his hands?"

"Grab his right arm and bend it like this....Demonstrating the maneuver, Judy
twisted Brads arm behind him. Forcing him to bend over even more.

"I see", Mindy understood.

Mindy's Mom announced, "I think your ready".

Turning to Mindy, Judy handed her the belt. "I'm going to start dinner. Teach
him a HARD lesson."

Dissappointed, Mindy asked, "You're not going to watch?"

"No, you should feel comfortable doing this on your own. Besides, I'll hear
how it's going."

Turning, Mindy's mom walked out of her daughters room, closing the door behind
her.

"Well, Brad. It's just you and me now", Mindy said, smiling at him through the
reflection in the mirror.

Standing at his side, Mindy could see Brad and herself reflected in the full
length mirror. The image was hillarious. His completely naked body was exposed
for any humiliation she wanted to impose on him. The highest point on his body
was his bright red bottom.

She wanted Brad to watch the whipping in the mirror. She wanted him to see who
was spanking him. She wanted him to watch her swing the belt before he felt
it.

She loved his reaction when he knew it was coming.

"Do you like my panties Brad? "" Do you know I have three thongs?" " I'm
wearing a pair right now. " "Do you think it was worth it?", Mindy taunted.

Brad turned his head, pleading, he begged for forgiveness..or something like
it.

Mindy pulled his arm behind him like her Mom showed her, she directed him,
"Look in the mirror Brad".

"Watch me spank you." " If you look away, I will start all over."

On Mindy's command, Brad looked in the mirror. Everything was upside down for
him. Mindy was behind him. She was dressed in short running shorts and a
spagetti strap tank top. She looked strong, sleek, and very sexy. He looked
ridiculus. His naked body was doubled over the stool. She had a perfect view
of his naked butt. Good thing he just showered.

While he watched, Mindy swung the belt over her shoulder. He felt her push his
arm down tighter. He started to whimper, "please..please..no no no no".

Mindy laughed as she swung with all her might.

Judy had just turned on the oven when she heard the WHAP. A split second
later, Brad's ear splitting screech echoed down the hallway.

"That was really hard", Judy thought to herself. "I guess Mindy plans to teach
him a REAL lesson".

A second loud WHAP was followed by another high pitched yelp.

"You go girl!", thought her mother.

Judy continued making dinner to the steady beat of her daughter whipping her
husband.

"I could get used to this", she laughed.

Mindy's spanking and Brad's continuous sobbing left Judy feeling excited. She
didn't want to barge in on Mindy, but she really wanted to watch.

Putting dinner on hold, Judy decided to sneak around and peek through Mindy's
window. Hoping the whipping wouldn't end soon, Judy hurried.

As she walked around back, Judy could hear Mindy spanking her husband. The
smacks and sobbing were easily heard outside the house. Judy was lucky.
Mindy's curtains were open for a clear view.

As Judy peeked through the window, she saw Mindy standing over Brad's bare
bottom. She could see the back of her daughter as the belt flipped over her
shoulder. She could see the front of both Brad and Mindy in the reflection of
the mirror.

Judy was so proud. Mindy looked like a goddess. Her strong back muscles, trim
waist, round bottom, and sturdy legs made her look like a feminine super-hero.
Quite literally, Mindy was whipping his ass.

Mindy held Brad's arm the way her Mom showed her. Hard, fast strokes rained
down on his behind. Each time she swung, Brad saw the belt coming in the
mirror. A look of fear and desperation would flash across his face. Before the
belt landed, his butt would start squirming and straining against the stool.
When the belt spanked his bottom, his eyes would bug out in shock and deep
gasping sobs would pour from his mouth. Tears streaked his face and dripped to
the floor. The pink restraining belt dug into his thighs as he strained to
shake the pain out of his behind.

Judy hoped the little belt would hold until Mindy was done.

Hopefully, Mindy would realize Brad needs a break once and while to maximize
his reaction. At this point Brad continuosly sobbed. No more shrill crys, no
high pitch squeals. Just steady gulping sobs each time the belt beat his
bottom.

Brad kept dropping his head.

"Look in the mirror!", Mindy demanded.

Finally in frustration, Mindy paused.

Judy grinned, "I think she understands now".

Standing over Brad, Mindy was breathing heavily from her effort. The belt
dangled from her right hand. She released her grip on his arm, letting him
drop it to the floor.

She surveyed her handiwork. She hoped Mom heard the whipping! She was very
proud.

Watching Brad's pathetic sobbing she didn't want to stop. She wanted to hear
more of his high pitch squeals!

She wondered, "Maybe, he needs time to recover?".

Deciding to humiliate him while she waited, Mindy taunted him. Reaching down,
she pulled off her shorts. Standing before him, she wore the sexy white thong.

What do you think Brad? Is this what you imagined? She paraded in front of the
mirror.

Looking in the mirror, Brad could see Mindy's sexy body through his tears. Her
firm, muscular thighs flexed as she danced in front of him. When she turned,
he could see her bare bottom flex as she posed for him.

Brad was so humiliated. He was being beaten by a 17 year girl who enjoyed
taunting him with her femininity.

"Brad, it's time for me to finish." "Are you ready?", she asked.

His only response was a low sobbing, "noooooooo pleasssseeee nooooooo".

Stepping forward, she grabbed his hair.

"I told you! Look at me when I spank you!", she demanded.

Hoisting his head by his hair, she made him look directly in the mirror. His
back was arched, his butt stuck out, his arms strained to support his weight
so she wouldn't pull his hair out. He looked really silly.

In the mirror he watched Mindy's beautiful body wind up with the belt. He
clenched his bottom as she hit him as hard as she could. He saw the belt
burrow into his tortured bottom. Then he felt it. Then he screamed.

"Yes!" , she laughed, "That's what I wanted to hear!"

Judy couldn't stand it. She watched intently as her daughter beat her husband
as hard as she could. Mindy looked like a half naked tennis star practicing
serves on Brad's bare bottom.

Judy grabbed her crotch and rubbed herself to the sound of the belt.

Her sexy daughter thrashed him again and again. Judy sank to her knees. She
could hear Mindy as she continued the whipping. Brad's renewed cry's drove her
deep into an orgasm. She came in waves that hammered her with each WHACK of
the belt.

After 50 of the hardest strokes Mindy could swing, she stopped. Mindy's
breasts were heaving has she caught her breath. Still holding Brad's head she
made sure he was looking in the mirror. Sobbing, his tears streamed down his
face and fell to the floor.

Through his tears he could see a triumphant Mindy standing over him. She held
the belt like it was her tennis racket.

She was nearly naked. She was SO powerful.

As Mindy savored the image in the mirror, she yelled, "Mom.... Mom, I'm done!"

Laying outside the window, Judy weakly responded, "I know dear!"