Here is another in the Kelley and her Guardian series.

This one is a real epic. It is entirely written by Kelley and not at all by me, so since I've seen 8 parts so far, I can say in my admittedly biased way that I think you are going to enjoy this one.

This story concerns domestic punishment of teenage children by their parents and guardian (in the case of Kelley) and is purely fantasy.

Kelley writes:

I know I created most of the characters, but i simply can't keep working with a 12 and 13 year old. So Jen is 15 and Sarah is 13 and Mike is still 10. Everyone else is the same age they always were.

Or rather Jen will turn 15 in this story.

Damien's visit prompted Kelley and Jeannine to study hard and they did their best on their finals. They only hoped that their best would be enough to pull up their grades. Jeannine was fairly sure, but Kelley had her doubts about chemistry. Christmas break was upon them now, and Kelley and Jeannine met Damien at the train station on a cold Wednesday night. They were really happy to see him this time, especially since they didn't have any spankings waiting for them when they got home. Or at least for the next two weeks until grades come in, anyway.

Everyone was happy to see them at home. Jeannine now genuinely felt like part of the family, and everyone in the family accepted her as such. Kelley and Jeannine got busy unpacking so that they could spend time with everyone.

The next two weeks went smoothly. No one got his or herself into trouble so all was peaceful. All except Sarah. For some reason she was so moody lately. Kelley just attributed it to being 13, and didn't push it.

Christmas day was beautiful and the day after was Jen's birthday. Yes, Jen was one of those unfortunates who had to share her birthday with the holiday season, so the family always worked hard to make it feel like her special day, instead of a holiday afterthought. Among other things, she got a gift certificate for her favorite clothing store, so Kelley and Jeannine offered to take her to the mall to hit those after Christmas clearances Although no one asked her, Sarah did not want to join them and watch Jen model all those clothes. Jen was a pretty and outgoing red-head who just made the cheerleading team at St. Mary's. And if Sarah had to hear Jen and Kelley talk about St. Mary's one more time. Sarah was still in junior high school and was jealous of the way Jen and Kelley always seemed to hit it off swimmingly every time they were together. Sure they had their fights, like during Thanksgiving when all Kelley wanted to do was study and the two of them ended up getting spanked after the fight that ensued, but basically Jen and Kelley related in a way Sarah very much wanted to relate. Sarah was, quite plainly, jealous of Jen. How pretty she was, how popular she was, how ever since she started high school, she didn't have time for Sarah anymore...

So the three of them had a grand old time at the mall, from what Sarah could tell from their livliness at the table. In fact all was well until Jen started talking about getting her learner's permit and driving and...

"Jen, there's plenty of time for that. Your mother and I are not going to take you out until the spring anyway."

"Daaaadddyyy" Jen whined. "Whhyyyyy?"

"Because even experienced drivers have problems with the ice and snow. It's too dangerous, Jen. You just turned 15 yesterday. You have 364 days until you are even eligible to get your license."

"But that's not fair! Kelley didn't have to wait!"

"Kelley's birthday is in September. But she didn't drive all winter, either."

"But can't we go out on the good days?"

"Jen, we're not taking you out until April or May or whenever the snow season ends. Now I don't want to hear another word about it."

"It's not fair!"

"Jennifer," Damien began in a warning tone that everyone in the family recognized as the point where one doesn't push any further. "If I hear another word out of you about this issue, we'll discuss it in my study after dinner. Is that what you want?"

"No sir."

"All right then."

Jen continued to pout and Sarah couldn't suppress a grin.

"Do you find something amusing about this, young lady?" Damien asked.

"No sir" Sarah answered, dutifully returning her attention to her plate.

"I didn't think so."

Kelley decided to cheer Jen up. "Jen, why don't we go bowling tomorrow? You, me and Jeannine. Would you like that?"

Jen smiled a little, "sure."

"Is there some reason why Sarah isn't invited?" Damien asked, conscious of Sarah's mood lately

"Oh, no. I'm sorry, Sarah, would you like to come too?"

"Sure." Sarah said half-heartedly.

"I wanna go too!" Michael demanded.

Kelley rolled her eyes.

"You have Joey's birthday party tomorrow," Ellen reminded him.

"oh yeah."

So the four of them went off to the bowling alley the next day. Sarah was a black cloud throughout the whole thing and Kelley wondered why she even came along. Kelley and Jeannine both tried to get her to enjoy herself, but she seemed intent on being miserable, so Jeannine and Kelley gave up on her.

On the drive home they were appraoching the parking lot to an elementary school when Jen cried,

"Kelley! Pull over!"

Kelley quickly did and turned around frantically, "What's wrong!? Who's hurt?!!"

Jen laughed. "no one, silly. I just wanted to ask my favorite sister if she would just please let me drive around this empty harmless parking lot. Pleeeaaassse?"

"You're crazy, Jen. Why don't I just go up to Damien and ask for the spanking of my life. "

"How's he going to find out?"

"somehow when I'm involved, he always does."

"Oh, come on, Kel. I'll be careful! Pleeeaaaasee."

Kelley looked unsure. "Jeannine?"

"Well, Kelley, I don't suppose he would find out...unless she hit something..."

"Jeannine!" Jen exclaimed. "What is there to hit? The parking lot is empty!"

"Great" Sarah thought. "Now she's going to get to drive too."

So Kelley pulled into the parking lot, and Jeannine got in back with Sarah. Kelley relinquished the wheel to Jen.

"Now you got to promise to do exactly as I say..."

"I promise, Kelley."

"All right, then."

So they went around the parking lot. It was a sunny day and there was no snow or ice around, as Jen pointed out. So they didn't feel *too* guilty. Sarah continued to sulk, but the three of them had a great time. They were still laughing about it on the drive home.

Once they got home, they each busied themselves with their own things. Sarah went into the room she shared with Jen and threw herself onto her bed. Jen came in to look for something.

"What is your problem anyway? It's Christmas, why can't you give us all a break and start acting cheerful for once e?"

"Shut up. What I do is none of your business, Sarah snapped.

"And you wonder why no one wants to be around you. they probably can't stand the sunshine you bring into their lives."

Sarah couldn't stand it any longer and lunged for her. She knocked her to the floor and the two of them started fighting. It wasn't long before the whole house heard the commotion and Damien, Kelley and Jeannine (Ellen and Michael were out) ran up to their room to see what was going on.

Damien pulled Sarah off of Jen.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

They were both crying and talking at once.

"Hold on, hold on. One at a time. Jen, you first."

"It's always Jen first! Jen is first for everything!"

"I'm older, moron."

"Is that why you got Kelley to let you drive in the parking lot today?"

"Hold everything right there! Not a word out of anyone, or I will get the cane out and you will all be sorry. Jen? Did you drive today? Be honest, young lady."

Jen looked down. Kelley held her breath. "Yes, sir"

Damien slowly turned around to face Kelley. "And Kelley allowed you to do this?"

"Oh, daddy, I begged her to let me! Don't punish Kelley, it was my fault! I wanted to drive so badly!"

"And you will be punished very severely for that, Jennifer. But right now I want to ask my nineteen year-old ward who really should know better in these situations, why on earth she would blantantly defy my wishes in this manner?"

"Damien, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean it as a blatant defiance... and she broke off into sobs, for she knew that he was furious over this.

"That's exactly what it was, young lady. Kelley, I trust you when you take the car by yourself and I especially trust you when you have my daughters in the car. You have severely damaged that trust this afternoon. Tell me, was all this planned? Was the original intent of this trip bowling or let's-take-Jen-out-driving?"

"Daddy, no! I begged her to let me when we were returning from the bowling alley! She argued for a while and I just wore her down!"

"Regardless. This should not have taken place and you and Jeannine were supposedly the 'adults' in this situation who allowed it to occur. Jeannine, tell me honestly, did you try to stop this from happening?"

"No, sir. I'm sorry."

"And since you too were at dinner last night, you were fully aware of my wishes in this matter..."

"Yes, sir."

"Both you and Kelley to your room and I will deal with both of you at bedtime. Meanwhile you are to stay in your room and think out that big 'r' word, 'responsibility' which you seem, and Kelley especially seems, to

have a problem with."

Sniffling the two of them went into their room.

"And as for you two, I will not tolerate fighting in this house. This is a household and a family, not a barnyard. Whatever seems to be the problem, Sarah, you and I are going to discuss it this afternoon. But since part of this problem is that Jen is always first for things, you can be first for your punishment. Come with me, young lady."

Sarah followed Damien down into his study with lead feet. She hated this, it was so unfair! He seemed so angry and she had to be the first to deal with him.

Damien directed her to sit on the sofa of the study, where he sat next to her.

"Before I do anything, I want to talk. Sarah, I don't know what has been bothering you lately and would very much like to help if I can. Whatever it is, it does not excuse your fight with Jen upstairs, but I think you would feel better if you could just be honest with your feelings."

"It's just that...Jen gets everything...and"

"What do you mean, Jen gets everything?"

She started to cry and sputtered everything that had been going throught her mind for the past few weeks and Damien just listened. Finally she just ended with sobs.

"Sarah, we love you for who you are and we love Jen for who she is. We don't love either of you more or less than the other.

"Sarah, you know how I feel about fighting in this house, especially physically. There is absolutely no justification for physical violence and no reason why your problem with Jen couldn't have been solved by talking it out. Now I know that you have been feeling jealous of Jen lately, but I know that deep down you know that Ellen and I love both of you very much, and certainly don't favor one over the other in our affections..."

Sarah started to cry and Damien pulled her close and held her for a few minutes.

"I--I'm sorry Daddy...I-I-I'm sorry for thinking all the horrible things I thought and for hitting Jen and for telling on Jen and everything..."

"I know, honey, but you have to face the consequences of your actions. Not only are you going to be punished for your offenses, but now you are going to have to deal with what are going to be three very well- spanked young ladies who maybe could have kept their little secret from me if you hadn't told. I, however, can't say I'm not glad that you di did let me know, since what happened was very dangerous and I want to put a stop to it before something serious does occur. But I know that wasn't your motivation for telling me, was it?"

"No, sir."

"I didn't think so. Well, anyway, I'll be dealing with that later. Now, get over my knee..."

Sarah walked slowly over to Damien's right side. She dreaded this, but wanted to be as cooperative as possible in hopes of not making her punishment any worse than it was already going to be. Damien wasn't planning on punishing her all that severely anyway. He knew that Sarah wasn't really a violent person and could understand and sympathize with her problems. Besides, he wanted to save his energy for Jen and Kelley.

He told Sarah to prepare for her spanking and she obediently pulled down her jeans and waited. Damien looked at her. She flushed a little, as she knew what he expected, but hoped it somehow wasn't the case. There was a tense moment, which Damien finally broke with, "Sarah, I don't have the time or patience to play games this afternoon. Now you know what you still need to do." Sarah closed her eyes, gave a nervous sigh, and then lowered her panties. Damien regarded her for a moment and then guided her over his knee.

He began spanking briskly, and Sarah was trying to control herself. It was only his hand but it still hurt incredibly. Sarah tried to restrain herself from kicking and squirming, and Damien had to warn her a couple of times when her struggles were being disruptive, but all in all she was fairly well behaved and within seven minutes or so, the spanking ended and Damien let a sniffling Sarah up off his lap.

He embraced her for a few moments, then sent her off to the corner. Looking at his red-bottomed youngest daughter in the corner, Damien reflected on how to handle his more pressing situation upstairs. He was rather angry over this situation as both Kelley and Jen had violated his trust. He held Jeannine somewhat responsible in this situation as well. Damien was even a little disappointed in Jeannine, as she was the one usually to talk sense into Kelley, but apparently she didn't even try to dissuade them this time. He didn't even know who to punish first over this. And what disturbed his greatly over all this is that he never would have found out if Sarah wasn't angry with Jen in the first place. Yes, this needed to be straightened out quickly and effectively. He wasn't about to allow his nineteen year old ward to undermine his authority over his own kids and he certainly wasn't going to give his kids the impression that they could do so.

He decided to deal with Jeannine next, as he wanted to get the least responsible individual out of the way before he dealt with the main culprits. So, after calling Sarah over to him and holding her for a few more minutes, he sent her upstairs to get Jeannine down here and then to go back to her room. Sarah dreaded facing Jen after all this, but quickly did as she was told.

Jeannine nervously descended the stairs. She really couldn't blame Jen or Kelley for any of this as she really hadn't tried to talk either of them out of it. She inwardly cringed as she recalled telling Kelley "I don't see how he'll find out... " Oh, if only she had it all to do over again!

She entered the study timidly and Damien was waiting for her on the sofa. He motioned for her to sit next to him. Jeannine nervously did, knowing full well that a very deserved scolding was going to follow.

"Jeannine..." Damien began. He sighed and looked at the trembling young woman. Her bottom lip was twitching and she was trying to hold back tears.

"I-I'm reeeaaaally sorry Damien. Really I am. I don't know why I let it happen. Honest. I just wasn't thinking I guess..."

"No Jeannine, you certainly weren't. And although it's nice that you are sorry now, can you even think how sorry all of us would have been if something *did* happen? Jen has never driven in her life. That car is not a driver's ed car, Jeannine. It doesn't have a dual brake or any other safety precaution that would assist someone in learning to drive. What if Jen mixed the gas pedal and brake up, Jeannine? How would you or Kelley stop the car? You wouldn't. Do you realize what could have happened to the four of you? And even if none of you were severely injured, can you imagine what my insurance would look like if my fifteen year old un-insured daughter got into a serious accident with that car? What you did was also illegal, by the way, as you have be a licensed driver of four years before you teach anyone else to drive. Neither you nor Kelley fit that description, young lady.

Jeannine was sobbing by now, and hadn't tried to argue with any of Damien's points. She truly was sorry.

Damien got up and ordered Jeannine to stand up. He walked across the room to retrieve the ping-pong paddle from his desk drawer. Jeannine breathed a small sigh of relief that it wasn't the cane. But there was still that familiar sense of fear as he approached her with the paddle in hand.

Damien sat on the couch and ordered Jeannine to prepare for her spanking. Despite what embarrassment she might have felt, Jeannine was truly sorry and wanted to show that to Damien, so she quickly pulled down her jeans and panties, then held her breath in dreaded anticipation for the next order. Damien, as always, did not tell her to get over his knee right away, creating some more of that dreadful suspense that she and everyone else hated. He guided her over his knee and then...

SMACK!

He started off with an incredibly sharp blow that got Jeannine's attention, which she demonstrated with a scream. Damien continued relentlessly and Jeannine was sobbing all over again.

Jeannine tried not to kick and struggle against the sharp blows of the ping-pong paddle...

WHACK! SMACK! CRACK!

Damien continued to deliver the sharp blows to her poor reddened backside.

And finally the temptation got the best of her, not being as seasoned a recipient as the other girls, Jeannine moved her hand desperately to cover her bottom.

Damien stopped. "Young lady you are to remove your hand immediately from your bottom.."

"Noooooooo...."

"Jeannine, this is your final warning. If by the count of three that hand isn't back on the floor, i'm going to get the strap...one...two..."

Jeannine quickly placed her hand on the floor.

"Now, young lady, i'm sure i don't have to remind you what the consequences are for interfering with a spanking..."

"Oh, please sir, this is bad enough...i'm really sorry, honest..."

"Nonsense, Jeannine. If i bent the rules for you, i'd have to bend them for everyone, wouldn't I? There is a reason why i make rules Jeannine, and they are meant to be followed. You were well aware of my rule not to interfere, as you broke that same rule during your last visit to this study, didn't you?"

"Yes, sir."

"Okay, then. No excuses."

"Yes, sir..."

And Jeannine, although with much sobbing and pleading, took the rest of her spanking without incident.

When Damien thought she had enough for her first spanking, he ordered her in the corner. He decided that she should be around for Kelley and Jen to be punished, as the three of them were responsible for the same crime, and since Jeannine was the least responsible, he wanted to impress upon Kelley and Jen how their irresponsibility and carelessness, managed to get their friend in trouble as well. So he left Jeannine in the corner, and went upstairs to get Kelley and Jen.

Kelley's feet felt like lead as she followed Damien down to his study. Why did she let Jen drive? Why did she let her sister talk her into it. she should have went with her first instinct. She *knew* that Damien always found out one way or another whenever she screwed up. But this was more than screwing up. Kelley knew she was *really* in for it this time, and she looked over at Jen, whose face was a mask of fear.

When they reached the study, Kelley saw poor red-bottomed Jeannine sniffling in the corner. Kelley wanted to comfort her, but she really was scared of doing anything to get herself in even more trouble, so she kept to herself obediently. Damien ordered Jeannine to stand by the sofa and then ordered Kelley and Jen to occupy two of the corners in the room. Damien stopped by his desk and placed the hairbrush, ruler, strap, and cane on top of it. He wasn't exactly sure what he'd be using this afternoon, as it all depended on the behavior of three young ladies and how they would take their punishment, but he decided that it wasn't a bad idea to have the possible consequences out in plain view.

Grabbing the hairbrush, he walked over to the sofa. Jeannine's eyes grew wide at the sight of it. Her lips parted ever so slightly.

"Yes, Jeannine? Did you want to say something?"

"No sir." Jeannine answered quickly.

"That's what I thought. Okay then, over my knee."

And Jeannine went over quickly.

Jeannine controlled herself very well during the harsh hairbrushing that followed. Oh, how it hurt! She pleaded some more, but it was not any use. Damien was going to be sure that nothing like this was ever going to occur again.

Finally he set the brush down and stood Jeannine up. She was shaking with sobs and Damien pulled her close to him.

"Jeannine, i don't like to have to spank you or anyone else. Really, i don't . It isn't easy for me to continue spanking while someone i love is pleading and crying for me to stop. But i can't let that move me, and i don't. I don't mind crying and pleading, as they are natural and unavoidable reactions, but i cannot and will not tolerate direct interference with the punishment. Not only is it disrespectful, it is also dangerous. What if i hit you on your hand full force with an object like the hairbrush? Or your lower back, if you tried to get off my lap? And i have never let interference go unpunished in this household, as i'm sure Kelley could tell you. But you were very brave during the second half of your punishment and I'm proud of you for that.

Damien continued for Jeannine's benefit, as well as Jen and Kelley's.

"Jeannine, when you and Kelley take any of my children out of this house, I expect that you are going to assume a certain level of responsibility for them. Now i know that you were not directly involved in this incident, but you were party to it in that you admit yourself that you didn't even try to stop it. Now that disturbs me, Jeannine, because even though *everyone* in this incident should have and did know better, irresponsibility isn't really one of your problems. You are usually much more responsible than this. Not that I would expect this behavior from Kelley either, but with her track record lately, I can understand it a little easier than I can understand your involvement."

"I'm really sorry, Damien. I really wasnt' thinking and I deserve to be punished just as harshly as you are going to punish Jen and Kelley..."

"Well, that's very noble, Jeannine, but no, you don't. You have no idea what is in store for these two, and by the end of the week, they're going to wish they never saw the family car, let me assure you."

Jen couldn't control her shock, "Daddy! End of the week?!"

"Excuse me, Jeannine, but I see that I cannot delay their punishment any further." Damien gave Jeannine a quick kiss on the cheek which she returned and he indicated for her to go upstairs and Jeannine quickly did so, pulling up her jeans and panties on the way. Damien walked over to Jen's corner.

Jen shrieked as Damien took hold of her ear and dragged her over to the sofa.

[MISSING PART 4]

Kelley went up to her room and closed the door behind her. Jeannine was still sniffling in her pillow.

Jeannine looked up as Kelley came in. "Oh, Kelley, I'm sorry..."

Kelley walked over to Jeannine and the two of them embraced. "What happened?" Jeannine asked.

Kelley started to cry all over again and Jeannine held her for a while. "i-i-i'm going to be spanked every night after dinner for a week..."

"Well, that's not *too* bad, Kelley. You were in a similiar situation during Thanksgiving."

"...in fr-front of everyone!"

"oh!" Jeannine's eyes widened. "Well, what about Jen?"

"Same thing."

Jeannine looked at her sobbing roommate, and wished for the world she could make her feel better, but a week of being spanked in front of everyone was more than Jeannine could bear to imagine!

"Well, at least you won't have to wait until bedtime..."

"Noooooooo....we're going to get bedtime spankings tooooooo..."

"oh my.....well....you'll get through it, Kelley. I know it sounds like it's easy for me to say, but Damien isn't abusive. Maybe if it seems to get to be too much, he'll back down. He's really angry right now, and we really managed to do it this time. I'm sorry, Kelley, I should have tried to stop you..."

"No, Jeannine, I should have known better myself..."

Jeannine and Kelley held onto each other for a while, then Jeannine mentioned that she brought the lotion from the dorm room. She quickly retrieved it from her bag and Kelley eagerly pulled down her jeans and panties as her bottom was on fire. Jeannine gasped when she saw Kelley's bottom.

"Oh no, not another caning!"

"Yes, Jeannine. the fourth one in six weeks."

"Well, you can't really say that they were un...

"deserved." Kelley finished. "No, Jeannine, I guess i can't. But right now i'm hoping that i deserve some of that lotion..." Kelley smiled as Jeannine quickly started to apply the cool soothing lotion to the angry red stripes that adorned Kelley's bottom.

After she finished, Kelley returned the favor to Jeannine and the two of them slept until dinner.

Dinner was an awkward time, to say the least. Four young ladies shifted uncomfortably in their seats throughout, and two of them could barely eat a bite knowing what was in store for them after dinner. Towards the end of the meal, Damien informed them that as soon as everything was cleared away, they were to all gather in the living room.

[MISSING PART 6]

Damien held out the bowl to Kelley. She blanched and hesitated.

"come on, Kelley. Either select a piece of paper, or I'll select an implement for you, and i won't need the aid of the bowl, if you know what i mean..."

Kelley closed her eyes and quickly drew a piece of paper. Damien put down the bowl and looked at Kelley expectantly. With trembling fingers, she unfolded the paper...

"Well, Kelley?"

She could barely speak. Tears started to run down her cheeks. "No." She finally said. "No, you can't...you just can't, not after this afternoon..."

"Kelley, give me the paper..."

Kelley did so, and Damien saw what she was crying about.

"I'm afraid I can and will, Kelley. This is an exercise in risks and chances. You wouldn't be able to reverse anything that could have happened with the car, just like you wouldn't be able to reverse anything that happens now. Hand me the cane, Kelley."

Kelley just stood there and looked at him.

"Let me put it in a way you can understand, Kelley Lynn, either you hand me the cane right this second, or we'll dispense with the drawing and I'll simply cane you every night this week."

Kelley quickly handed Damien the cane.

"Now, prepare yourself for a caning. And quickly!"

Kelley took a deep breath, and walked on wobbly legs over to the chair. Closing her eyes, she undid her belt and jeans and pulled them down to her knees. Deciding that she had tested Damien's patience long enough, she quickly did the same with her panties and bent over the back of the chair.

Damien came up behind her. "Kelley, why would I have the family gathered to watch your punishment and treat them to a view of your head?"

Momentarily confused, Kelley eventually realized that Damien meant for her to turn the chair so that her bottom faced the family. Her face turned bright red as she realized she would have to hobble around with ehr jeans and panties at her knees while she turned the chair around. She got up slowly, then started to move the chair as quickly as she possibly could with the hindrance at her knees.

Damien moved behind her once again and tapped the cane against her bottom. Kelley jumped. Damien turned to the family and viewed their reactions. Jeannine had already seen the damage earlier that afternoon, so she wasn't as shocked as the rest of the family. Michael's eyes were popping out of his head to see so many red welts across Kelley's bottom. Sarah's eyes started to water again in the belief that her sisters were never going to forgive her for this. Damien made a mental note to talk to jen and kelley about not placing the blame on Sarah for all this. Ellen was startled to look at Kelley's bottom and realizing that she was going ot get more. Of course, Ellen was just as angry as Damien was over the whole incident, it being one of the more severe, if not the severest, of offenses committed in this household.

Even Damien questioned himself about caning Kelley like this. He decided that it would set a poor example not to, as he wasn't about to modify the rules just because the situation turned out the way it did. Maybe he would let Kelley off of the bedtime spanking this evening, as she would be quite sore for days to come from this caning alone.

Damien decided to limit it to around ten strokes and to try to strike in areas that weren't already welted. Easier said than done, but if he happened to strike a welt, this *was* supposed to be a severe punishment.

Meanwhile the suspense was killing Kelley, but she had made some decisions herself during this time. She had decided that she would stay as perfectly still as she possibly could for this. She had already made the mistake of trying to get out of her punishment, and she really wanted to show Damien that she really was sorry. So gathering all of her courage, she waited as stoically as she could...and then...swishhh...snap! OWWWWWW!

Damien gave her thirty seconds to recover and then raised his arm again. swiiishhh...crack! Kelley screamed upon each impact. But true to her resolution, she stayed as perfectly still as she could. Damien was impressed by that, as he knew how much pain she was going through. And he realized that it probably didn't seem fair to her, as Jen seemed to have gotten off so easily.

He finished the ten strokes that he planned to give and some did overlap, causing Kelley to scream even louder. She was sobbing by the time that it ended. Damien put down the cane and ordered Jeannine, michael, and Sarah to move off of the sofa. Damien guided Kelley up off of the chair and walked her to the sofa where Damien sat and Kelley sort of sat, and Kelley cried in his chest as he held her tightly. Ellen went over to join them and hold her too. Damien called Jen over to the sofa as well and he held her to him as well. After a few minutes, he told the two of them to go up to their rooms and get ready for bed and that he would be up there to talk to them at bedtime.

so Jeannine helped Kelley up and the two of them walked up to the room, with Kelley holding onto Jeannine for support. Sarah tried to offer Jen support, but Jen walked quickly away from her. Damien decided he would deal with that problem at bedtime.

Around ten o'clock, Damien headed up the stairs. He had told Sarah to stay downstairs with Ellen, and that he would talk to Jen about her attitude.

Damien knocked on Jen's door. "Who is it?" she asked.

"Does it matter?" Damien asked.

"Come in, dad." Jen replied

Damien entered and looked at Jen. She had changed into her pyjamas and had a pouty expression on her face. Damien sighed. He sensed a long battle was going to be fought these next few years and hoped that Sarah and Michael would be easier to deal with at this age.

"Jen, I just want to say first off that that negative attitude of yours has got to go if you want to live peacefully in this house. Now there is no reason to blame Sarah for your punishment. I could have found out about it in any number of ways. If you had gotten away with it this time, most likely you would have kept trying it until you eventually did get caught. So let's all be grateful we are able to nip this in the bud straight off, before something happened that would have made us all sorry."

"Dad, she didn't tell out of some overwhelming concern for my well- being..."

"No, she didn't. But that doesn't mean you have to hate her for the rest of your life. You've done so pretty rotten things to Sarah over the years. I seem to remember a certain jealous red-head cutting her sister's blond hair short in the middle of the night...."

"Dad, that was years ago!"

"But she forgave you , didn't she?"

"I guess so..."

"Mmmmmm. I think you should apologize to Sarah for the way you've been treating her. She's trying to repair things between the two of you and you're being very childish about it."

"Sarah's never been caned..."

"Sarah's never done anything to merit a caning. But if and when she does, she will receive one. This was your very first, and a long over-due one if you ask me, young lady. Your behavior these past few months has been inexusable. You've been in my study more than Sarah and Michael put together. But we can talk about that some other time. For right now, I am giving you until tomorrow evening to forgive your sister and make things right between the two of you. is that clear?"

Jen looked down at her comforter and sulked.

"Jennifer." Damien began in that warning tone of voice.

"Yes sir." she muttered.

Damien decided that he just was too tired to keep arguing with her this evening. Jen should really pursue a career in law, he thought, as an attorney she could probably wear just about anyone down with her arguments. Anyway, there was other business to attend to.

"Lets get this over with, Jen. Stand up and come over to my side."

"Dadddyyyy. Please, I've been spanked twice alreeeadddyyy."

"I thought I was very clear in explaining this week to you Jen. Now, if you are going to be difficult about it, perhaps we should extend the punishment to two weeks..."

"Okay, okay..." and Jen stood up and went over to Damien's side.

Damien looked at her. "Jen...."

She sighed and took down her pyjama bottoms and looked down to the ground.

"You have a long way to go to even starting to convince me that you are really sorry over this, Jen. Your behavior certainly doesn't show any remorse. Perhaps you need more of the cane..."

"No, daddy, please....i'm really sorry!"

"We'll see. Now, get over my knee."

Jen quickly did so and Damien encircled her waist with his left arm. "OWW!" Jen screamed as his hand came down on her already caned and paddled bottom. Damien spanked for about five minutes. Jen squirmed and kicked, but Damien held her in place and she had started to cry after about two minutes. After the spanking, he stood her up and hugged her for a few minutes as she cried some more. Then he told her to get her pyjama bottoms up and get into bed.

He pulled the covers over her and she told him how sorry she was and that she would apologize to Sarah. Damien smiled and kissed her goodnight. He then made his way to Kelley's room.

Damien knocked on Kelley's door.

"Come in..." Kelley answered hesitantly.

Damien walked in and closed the door behind him. Kelley was on her stomach on the bed. She was wearing a short nightshirt and no panties, as they would have been painful. Her stripes could have been seen from ten feet away, they were so red. Damien walked over and sat on her bed.

He stroked her hair and Kelley moved her head towards him. She loved it when he stroked her hair. She felt so safe and loved. He talked to her softly. He told her how brave she was throughout the caning and how difficult he knew it was to stay as still as she did. He asked her how she was feeling.

"It still hurts very much..." she whispered.

"Would you like so lotion on that?"

Kelley smiled. "is the pope catholic?"

Damien kissed her on top of her head and went to get the lotion on the dresser. It had been much in demand this past month! He walked over to her bed and sat down next to her and began to gently apply the cool soothing lotion to her flaming backside. She sighed in contentment. But she simply had to ask...

"Ummm...Damien? Are you still going to spank me tonight?"

"Should I?"

This was a tough one. If Kelley said 'no,' she could be accused of not really being sorry for what she did, and receive a spanking for it. If she said 'yes' (if she could even bring herself to say 'yes') then she would get a spanking too. Damned if i do....

She decided to be honest...

"Well...I've received two canings today...and i'm so incredibly sore Damien, that i couldn't possibly imagine receiving *another* spanking on top of it all...so i'd have to be honest and say 'no'."

"I couldn't agree more."

Kelley couldn't believe her ears. She was actually getting out of a spanking?

"Of course, this is an exceptional case. You behaved very well for your second caning and I know that took a lot of will power on your part as it was very painful for you...so for *tonight* there will be no bedtime spanking...of course tomorrow..."

"I know....thank you..."

"You're welcome, sweetie..."

Kelley relaxed and allowed herself to enjoy the lotion being lightly rubbed into her bottom. mmmmmm, it felt so good, and even better that it was Damien applying it. Her feelings for him had not changed since Thanksgiving, or since that caning....how she wished she could spend the night in his arms...maybe it wasn't what a ward should be feeling for her guardian, but she didn't care.

After a while, Damien placed the lotion back on top of the dresser and walked back over to Kelley.

"So I take it you'll be spending the night on your stomach?"

Kelley grimaced, which gave Damien his answer.

He smiled and pulled the covers over her, kissed her on the cheek and wished her sweet dreams. Then he went downstairs and told Sarah, Jeannine that it was okay to get upstairs and to bed now. Sarah looked worried, but Damien was sure that Jen would be true to her word about making up with her sister. And it was. Jen started to apologize the minute Sarah walked in the room, and the two of them began to talk and share feelings such as they hadn't for months. So involved were they in their conversation that they were startled by Damien's knocking on the door and telling them to save it for the morning. And smiling at each other, they drifted off to sleep.

And so Damien was true to his word. Every night after dinner, the whole family gathered together for Kelley and Jen's spanking. Unbeknownst to them all, Damien had removed the "cane" slip as he thought that they had had enough of that, especially Kelley, and didn't have the heart to subject either of them to it again this week. In the future however... But he still wanted them to worry as they drew from that bowl, so he didn't tell them that the cane was no longer a possibility. He even ahd it out with the other implements, just to remind them...

So on the second night, Kelley chose the ruler and Jen chose the strap. And both punishments were carried out quite effectively, and Jen especially pleaded as Damien brought the strap down hard on her saucy little bottom. He really wasn't pleased with her attitude lately.

And it was for this reason that he wanted to refuse Jen's request the next day.

"Daddy?" Jen asked in the sweetest manner she possibly could.

"Yes, Jen?" Damien answered, a little wary of what Jen was being so nice about.

"There's a one-day sale at the mall today and Mom, Jeannine, and Sarah are going tonight and..."

"And? You happen to be forbidden to leave this house except for school this week Jennifer. So if you're asking permission to go to the mall tonight, the answer is 'no."

Jen pouted. "Pleeeaase Daddy? This is a really great sale....all the winter clothes are half off! And I need sweaters, as the ones from last year are too small..."

"She does need sweaters and other warmer clothes, Damien. She's fine with her school uniform, but she really does need other things." Ellen added as she walked in. Damien looked at her questioningly. He really didn't like to give in on a punishment, especially when he wasn't so sure that the culprit was very sorry, as was the case here.

"Jen, what makes you think you actually deserve some sort of leniency? You've been doing nothing but sulking and feeling sorry for yourself these past few days and now you're asking that i let you go out tonight. Well i don't really care how many sweaters you need, the answer is 'no."

"Daddy! It's not fair! Sarah's going to get all these new and wonderful clothes and i'm going to die of pneumonia!"

"I doubt you're in any great danger of pneumonia, Jennifer. And i made my decision. Now if you can't accept it gracefully, then i suggest you go up to your room to sulk, because I've had quite enough of it this week."

Jen stormed up the stairs and to her room and slammed the door.

Damien looked over at Ellen and added, "And I ask that if you have something to say about the kids' punishments, you talk to me privately instead of in front of the children."

Anger flashed in Ellen's eyes. "Look, Damien, we can't very well supply Sarah with winter clothes and not do the same for Jen. And this sale is pretty big, and I'm sure that it will take care of the problem. Now it's unfortunate that JC Penney decided to have their sale when you were punishing Jen, but can't you just make a tiny exception in this case?"

"Ellen, this isn't a tiny exception. And you can't tell me that Jen's behavior lately merits any exceptions."

"well, can't you somehow add on to her punishment if you let her go? Like extend it a day or something?"

"I guess i could, but why should i? The next thing i iknow, everyone will want to take advantage of 'financing' their punish ments. 'Let's see, i'll be grounded this day, and then I have a date the next day, so i have another free day next month..."

"Damien, that's not what i'm talking about. Just this once. Please. For me, not her."

They regarded each other silently for a while. Finally Damien said, "Okay. Just this once. But she will receive her spanking in front of the family when you all return, and her bedtime spanking will be moved up to tomorrow morning before she goes to school. And she is also grounded a day longer for this. And no more exceptions like this, okay?"

Ellen smiled. "Okay. thanks."

Damien walked over and hugged her. "Only because it's for you. Jen doesn't deserve this."

"I know...but she's going through a tough age...you remember how Kelley was at fifteen..."

Damien smiled. "I know how Kelley still is at nineteen..."

"So I guess I'm home alone with Kelley and Michael?"

"Just Kelley. Michael has basketball practice tonight. I'll drop him off...it's just down the street from the mall."

"Okay then. So Kelley can receive her spanking before you all leave."

"Dinner's going to be a little early then, all right?"

"Fine. I'll go explain the situation to Jen." And with that, Damien went up the stairs to Jen's room.

Damien knocked on Jen's door.

"Come in..."

Damien walked in and regarded his fifteen year old daughter, who was sitting at her desk apparently doing homework. She didn't look up from her book. He walked behind her and put his hands on her shoulders.

"Jen, I've decided that I'll let you go to the mall tonight, but only because your mother really wants to get you some clothes. Even though in my opinion, you have been acting like a spoiled brat these past few days..."

"I don't mean to..."

"Jen, behavior is a very easy thing to control. It wouldn't kill you to smile once in a while, and actually be friendly to us and your siblings. You really don't have it all that bad here, you know."

"How am I supposed to smile and be happy when I'm getting spanked twice a day!?"

"Are you arguing that it's undeserved? Do you think that i'm over- reacting about your taking the family car for a spin without a license, learner's permit, or my permission?"

Jen could see where this was going to lead her if she persisted in being difficult. "No, sir."

"Then if you're getting what you know you deserve, what's the problem?"

"I don't know."

"Well, i suggest you figure it out and work on it, Jen, because I'm this close to extending your punishment by another week. Kelley hasn't found the need to be a sullen brat this week, and she's being punished in the same way you are. And speaking of extended punishments, Kelley will be spanked after dinner and you will be spanked after you get back from the mall. Your usual bed-time spanking will take place in the morning before school and you are grounded a day longer because of this mall trip. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"All right then. See you at dinner, and i hope that your attitude will be somewhat improved by then."

And with that, Damien left the room.

The Sandbergs gathered together for dinner at quarter to five. Ellen wanted to make sure they left as early as possible and knew that they needed time for Kelley's spanking before they left. Jen was still sullen at dinner, much to Damien's displeasure, but he promised Ellen, so he didn't make a big deal about it just then. After they all helped to quickly clean the kitchen, they gathered in the living room to watch Kelley's punishment.

Kelley stared with dread at the bowl that was held before her. How she hated this! And she still had three more nights to go after this! She reluctantly drew a slip of paper from the bowl. In a near-whisper she said, "hairbrush" then started to take it off the coffee table, when Damien stopped her.

"You and Jen are getting a little lax in this routine. What about the hairbrush? Are you just planning on handing it to me with that one word, 'hairbrush'? You can do better than that, my dear."

Kelley sucked in her breath. He was going to make her ask for a hairbrush spanking. She scowled as that was exactly what she hated most about spankings. Yes, even more than receiving the spankings themselves, she hated to ask for them. It was so humiliating, especially the way Damien made them ask...

Kelley decided she would get it over with, as formally and coldly as she could.

"Damien, I deserve a very hard spanking with the hairbrush on my bare bottom, would you please give me one?" And then, she did what she never expected to ever do in that situation. She started to laugh. ANd once she started, she couldn't stop, try as she might! Jeannine saw her struggles and started to laugh too, and the two of them were in hysterics. Everyone else was too scared to dare join them, even Jen. They looked to Damien, who for one, did not look amused.

"Kelley Lynn!" Damien snapped. Kelley immediately composed herself as she realized the severity of what she just allowed to happen.

"I'm sorry, sir, really I am, I don't know what came over me, it just all sounded so silly, and..."

"Young lady, you have exactly thirty seconds to properly phrase your request to me in a respectful and repentant tone, and if you fail to do so, I will use the cane instead of the brush."

"A-Damien? I-I-I deserve a ver-very hard spanking wi-with the hairbrush on m-my bare b-bo-bottom, would you pl-please give me one?" Tears ran down Kelley's ches, as she was truly scared for what was to follow now.

Damien took her by her ear and dragged her over to the chair, grabbing the brush along the way. He sat down in the chair with Kelley standing beside him. Without further ado, Kelley pulled down her jeans and panties and stood there, hoping to gain some brownie points late in the game for obedience. If Damien was moved by any of it, he didn't show it.

He pulled her over his knee and immediately started applying the hairbrush very rigorously to her bottom. Kelley struggled a bit, as Damien wasn't holding back at all! In a minute, Kelley was begging and pleading for him to stop through her sobs. this one really hurt. Damien was especially concentrating on her thighs and undercurve of her bottom, where it would hurt the most. And through it all, he scolded her for her blatant show of disrespect...

"The sooner you learn that the fact that you are nineteen years old has absolutely no bearing on the way you are disciplined in this house or on how the rules of this house apply to you, the easier it will be for you Kelley. You had no right to over-ride my decision not to take Jen out driving until the spring and you certainly were out of line in this little spectacle this evening. Maybe this is all some sort of joke to you, but you know what? (and he followed this with some extra hard swats to her thighs) I don't hear anyone laughing, least of all you."

And she really wasn't laughing now. She was sobbing hysterically and trying to apologize when she was able to catch her breath. She knew that she had really asked for it this time, even though the laugter wasn't intentional. But she had gone about the request in a semi-sarcastic manner, which had amused her, which probably made her laugh. So she knew she deserved it, but oh, how it hurt!

Ouch! OWWW! Please, Dami...ouch! ooh!

Kelley was suffering over Damien's lap, but he was not about to let up until he was sure that every bit of sassiness was out of her system for this evening.

"Young lady, this little spectacle of yours tonight is inexcusable. It certainly doesn't show me that you've learned your lesson! It shows me that Kelley thinks this routine is all some sort of joke, just like my rules, right, Kelley? "

"Noooo sir...Honest, i was just nervous, it was just a re...ow! action. Pleeease....pleeeeasse nooooo."

Damien continued for a minute or so, then put the brush down. He placed his hand on her bottom and felt how hot it was. He gave her a smack with his hand.

"Oww! Please no more, Damien! Pleease!"

"Are you sorry for your behavior this evening?"

"Yes, sir, very sorry!"

"Just for your behavior??" Damien gave her bottom another hard slap.

"No, also for letting Jen drive when i shouldn't have..."

Damien gave a final hard spank to her bottom and let her up. He motioned to the corner and Kelley hobbled on over to it, embarrassed by how it have looked with her jeans at her knees.

Everyone scurried about to get their coats on and get to the mall. Damien picked up the implements and put them back into his study. Kelley sobbed quietly in the corner.

After Damien saw everyone off, he approached Kelley from behind and put his arms around her. Kelley turned and buried her face in his chest and he stroked her hair as she cried in his arms.

"I'm really sorry, Damien, I swear I don't know why I laughed, honest."

"I believe you sweetie, but what kind of example would I have been setting if I let you get away with that? And besides, you started to giggle because of the sarcastic tone you used in your request, which made it sound ridiculous. That in combination with your nervousness made you laugh. So in a way, I was punishing you for your attitude."

Kelley leaned against Damien as her sobs started to quiet down. Damien then told her to go upstairs and get her pyjamas on. Kelley

Kelley eased herself on her bed, on her stomach of course. She propped herself up on her hands and looked for the lotion. She reached over and grabbed it from the nightstand and started to try and apply some of the cool relief to her stinging bottom. mmmmmm. She was in the middle of this process when Damien knocked on her door.

"Come in..." Kelley answered, not looking up from her task.

Damien walked in and smiled when he saw what Kelley was doing. "Here, sweetheart, I'll do that for you..."

Kelley smiled gratefully. She was going to end up pulling her arm out of her socket if she kept trying to reach back there!

Damien sat down on the bed next to her and began to gently apply the lotion. He worked it all over her bottom and thighs. Kelley allowed herself to become lost in it and just moaned gratefully into her pillow. After Damien finished with the lotion, he moved his whole body on the bed and lay down next to Kelley. Kelley placed her head against his chest and the two of them stayed like that quite peacefully.

Damien stroked her curly brown hair and Kelley sighed in contentment. After a while, Kelley raised her head to look in her guardian's eyes. How much she loved him! The memory of Thanksgiving had stayed with her and she thought of it every night before she went to sleep. Would it ever happen again? She braved a little kiss on his lips, but quickly pulled away, not wanting to be rejected. Damien pulled her head closer to his face and kissed her gently on her lips. They teased each other like this for a while and finally Kelley got up her nerve and pushed her tongue inside his mouth and really kissed him. He responded enthusiastically and they both began to explore each others bodies with their hands.

Damien streched out beside Kelley and held her against him. oh how kelley loved him. how much she wanted to recreate what happened on thanksgiving with him, but wasn't sure if he wanted the same. Many would consider what went on between them a horrible moral transgression,but how could something so beautiful be so wrong? They both loved each other so very much. Kelley wasn't sure when Damien started having sexual feelings for her, but Kelley herself first realized that she did after she left for college. She would fantasize about him constantly. Many a night she would wake up in her dorm room and wish that she was in her own bedroom so that she might sneak across the hall just to steal a glimpse of him sleeping. She looked up at him now...those blue eyes focused on her. They stayed that way for a few moments and then Kelley, on an impulse, started to remove his sweatshirt from him. She hesitated to see if he would resist, but encouraged by his passiveness, (or is it passivity?) she pulled it off of him. He smiled up at her, such a sweet gentle smile, and Kelley was further motivated by it.

She unhooked his belt and removed his pants. She worked more quickly now, as her excitement was growing. She pulled off both socks and his boxers as well. And then she paused and just looked at him. What was she doing? Her eyes scanned the length of his body. He was so beautiful...

And so Kelley gazed at Damien's naked body. But she started to wonder whether or not she should have gone this far. Damien wasn't protesting, or making any other move to stop her, and they had such a beautiful time together the day after Thanksgiving...so she decided to continue...

Kelley hesitantly removed her nightshirt . Once it was finally off, she became more confident, and stretched herself out on top of Damien's body. Their noses touched and they both smiled and gazed into each other's eyes for a few moments. Then Damien made a move to kiss her. Kelley eagerly responded and they enjoyed a long passionate kiss...the first they had since Thanksgiving.

Kelley drew her head back and spent some more time looking at Damien. She took her fingers and stroked his face as she looked at him and tried to convince herself that she wasn't dreaming.

Kelley wasn't a virgin, but she wasn't really all that experienced, either. She had a few flings with a couple of guys at school but they weren't all that much more experienced than she was. She didn't even get much pleasure out of being with them, not nearly as much pleasure as she derived from merely looking at Damien this way. Oh how she loved him! And how wrong it would be in many people's eyes.

So Kelley wasn't all that sure what exactly to do next. She had read in Cosmo or in one of those magazines that many men liked for women to take the initiative, so Kelley decided that she would. She moved her head down to his groin, and toched her lips to the tip of Damien's penis. She hesistated, but the groan that came from Damien encouraged her to continue. Licking her lips, she covered the head of his organ with her mouth and began to suck. She tried to get as much of it in her mouth as she could... gradually. She closed her eyes and moved her head u[ and down in a slow rhythm.

And she thought. She tried not to think of the fact that Damien was her guardian... this was far too special a moment to ruin it with reality. She had felt this way about him for months... and to think that he had felt the same way! she didn't believe that there cold ever be a man whom she could love this much! Who would understand her needs and desires as well as Damien could? She knew it had something to do with how much he cared about her and how unyielding he was in matters of discipline. Yes, as much as she hated getting spanked, there was a special feeling she got from being over Damien's knee... it was both a feeling of inner-peace and of great excitement. She could never fully explain it to anyone... and would never go as far as to intentionally seek out a spanking either... it was far too painful and embarrassing to do that!... but there was that inexplicable feeling afterwards that reassured her that she was one of the most fortunate individuals in the world to have someone like Damien in her life...

Kelley felt Damien gently pushing at her forehead, and she moved her mouth off his considerably thicker organ. He pushed her down on the bed and crawled on top of her. She groaned as she felt his penis brushing against her pussy lips... mmmmmmm. He entered her slowly. She gasped and then relaxed. When he was completely inside her, she wrapped her arms around him as he slowly worked his way in and out of her.

"Ooooh please Damien... i love you so much... mmmmmm"

"I love you too... " and he smiled crookedly as he reached down and grabbed her bottom.

"Ouch!" Kelley smiled a bit... but that hurt!

"And you still have a bedtime spanking coming... "

Kelley couldn't have explained why at any other time that would have filled her with dread, but why right now that was exactly what she needed to hear... the promise of the spanking to come... with the thrusting of his hot prick inside of her... with his heavy breathing... with just him and her and the... AAAAHHHH!

Kelley screamed as all the pleasure mounted up inside her and over- whelmed her. And the thrusting kept coming... and she rode on teh waves of pleasure it was sending through her body... mmmmmmmm. After a short while she felt Damien's body tighten... and saw the expression of abondonment on his face as his body jerked a couple times... felt the hot rush of liquid inside of her... and he collapsed on top of her, exhausted.

Kelley, relaxed now, played with his ear as he rested his head on her chest. She wished this moment could last forever... He closed his eyes and the two of them stayed like that for a couple of minutes. Kelley's eyes wandered over to the clock.

"Damien? They're probably going to be back in about a half an hour."

Damien lifted his head and kissed her gently on the lips. Tears of happiness filled Kelley's eyes. They embraced tightly and Damien sat up and Kelley followed suit.

"Well, we had better straighten up and get ready to go downstairs so I can take care of Jen. And I'm not about to forget that you still have another spanking coming, young lady... "

Kelley groaned. "I know... I still have three days of spankings coming!"

"And whose fault is that?"

"It's mine, I wasn't insinuating that it was unfair... "

"I know, sweetie, I'm just reminding you."

And the two of them dressed in a dazed silence. They made their way downstairs to the sofa and channel surfed for a while, until they finally came upon "Arsenic and Old Lace" of which they only happened to miss fifteen minutes or so. Damien put his arm around Kelley and she rested her head against his shoulder, and they waited for everyone to return home.

[the end