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GLORIA ...The Homecoming
Chapter One ( of five ): "Practical Punishment"
During dinner last Sunday, the phone rang. "Oh, Hi Gloria. How are you doing?...good, good....yep...here she is." Robert stretched the long cord across the kitchen dining table and handed Jane the phone. "Hello dear, We wondered when we'd hear from you. Well, it's been three weeks since you went back to school." Jane leaned back in her chair as a long explanation was offered by her 19 year old daughter, Gloria, now a freshman at Boston College. "Oh really? Well I seem to remember a lot of things you had to say to me and Robert AND your sister and most of the words were brief and prefaced by "fucking"". Jane stood and began to pace the farmhouse kitchen straightening drapes and knick-knacs as she became more irritated with her daughter. "Uh...I don't think so. Just because you're at college doesn't change the rules or the discipline here at home. You know how you were raised." Jane now crossed her arms before her, phone on her shoulder and looked out the window across the farmland at the forming sunset. "No I won't chill dear!...And who's Larry?.....I see...Is it serious? MMMMmmm...Well he's welcome to come but he must understand that he sleeps alone in the guest room.......yes......and you'd best explain that you have some penance to serve" Jane changed the phone to her other ear and picked up her teacup. "Well I'm quite serious, thank you.....I don't care what he would think!....You make up your mind and let me know.......Now? You're sure? OK dear, see you Friday.....I love you too <kiss> Bye." Jane rejoined her husband and two children to finish her cooling supper.
"Well, Glo's coming home for Spring Break...and she's bringing her latest conquest....Larry. We're all grown up now you know." Robert smiled and looked at Johnny, ten and Patty nearly thirteen, both of whom were taking in all of the conversation. Robert joined Jane at the deep sink where she was stacking dishes and stood behind her pressing affectionately close and whispering. "What are we going to do about the discipline?" "You heard me!", Jane snapped "I told her she had penance to do and she does! Fifteen minutes for every time she used that word and I think I counted seventeen times at least and she slapped Johnny and pinched Patty...That's quite a score for a three day visit." Robert massaged her shoulders "What's that guy going to think < hehehehe >" "Well dear, she heard me and if she's brave or foolish enough to bring him...he'll get a lesson in discipline....Our kind of discipline" Robert grinned broadly as he thought of his step-daughter's plight. "I can't say I'm not going to enjoy watching that!! Patty and Johnny were laughing and joking between themselves now as they realized what was going to come down on Gloria in a few days. They too were no strangers to Mom's brand of "Practical Punishment" as she liked to call it.
Jane was not a believer in spanking, slapping or tongue-lashings. She felt that corporal punishment was non-specific and seemed to be no deterrent to a child's repeating the same offense. Scolding and tongue-lashings were a waste of breath at best and a danger to the children's self-esteem at worst. So, Mom practiced "Practical Punishment", a procedure she had learned first hand while pledging her sorority during the '70's. The bondage and humiliation suffered during Hell Week and the discipline that followed regularly were excessive and later she learned that on campus "K.D.R." was known as a "bondage house." But excessive or not, the discipline worked. Ironically, many of the naive young woman "rushed" by K.D.R., accepted due to the promise of a "no paddling policy" only to find themselves instead, tightly bound in some way. Frequently in the presence of male visitors and even faculty members. So, Jane's discipline methods were simple. If a child were to hit a sibling, he or she would be deprived of the use of the hands by virtue of their being neatly tied behind their backs. Kick someone, their feet would be tied. Back-talk, disrespect, cursing were "biggies" with Mom and earned you the worst punishment...Having your mouth gagged! Snoop, sneak or cheat.....Sit in a blindfold for an afternoon. The length of time for each punishment was determined by Mom and while excessive perhaps, it was consistent. And all agreed the rules were clear and punishment was easy to avoid. Except for Gloria.
For most of the next Friday afternoon, Patty and Johnny didn't venture far from the living room windows. Still on a high from the tension in the air. They couldn't wait for Gloria, their Ogress sister to get her punishment. The thought of the boyfriend, Larry, had thus far been lost on them. And perhaps on Gloria too for at 5:45 an unfamiliar Honda pulled up the 400 foot driveway and stopped at the porch. A young man drove and Gloria removed her shades to look toward the house. Jane, now at the open door nudged sideways by the kids was impressed that Larry walked around the car and opened Glo's door... and perhaps a bit more surprised that Gloria had sat motionless in her seat awaiting the honors. Jane mused that her daughter had learned that during Mom's relationship with Robert...and she smiled. The two coeds bundled up like bears, climbed the porch. Hugs and introductions were exchanged by all and they entered the warm 200 year old farmhouse. The delicious aroma of Gloria's favorite Beef Stroganoff and fresh biscuits filled the house and soon everyone was seated at the table enjoying the delicious hot meal, getting acquainted and then beginning the small talk. Jane had purchased her 55 acre farm only a year before and Gloria had not actually "lived" there...having boarded with friends in order to finish school in New Jersey. After a half-hour or so of catching up on family news Gloria asked "So, like what is there to do around here? You know, like at night ?" Jane slowly turned her head and fixed her eyes flatly on her daughter. She said nothing as she stared at the shapely teen and awaited a reaction. Gloria looked puzzled then laughed. "What? <giggle>" Then Jane smiled only slightly "Mom! what are you smile...." The blood drained from Gloria's face and she lost her speech then her color returned in a deep blush. " Oh...Mom! c'mon, <giggle?>" Jane broke the tension. "Why do I think you've not explained to Larry that you have some family commitments to take care of first thing?" "Mom! I didn't think....I mean, you know.." Then Larry piped up grinning weakly "What's up? Tell me what?" Jane spoke softly "Tell him dear" Gloria leaped from the table. "No! I've got a headache. I'm going to lie down" Jane stood. "No, you're going to SIT down!" Gloria stopped in her tracks and evaluating her situation quickly, returned to the table. "Larry" Jane turned her attention to the young guest "You seem like a fine young man, polite and responsible. I suspect you were raised with proper discipline by your parents." "Well, yes Ma'am, at least I think so." Larry smiled warmly. "There were five of us and nobody wanted to visit the shed if we could help it. Dad or Granddad could really lay on the strap!" Jane smiled, "Well it seems to have worked well for you. Here in my family we take a slightly different approach. I too was punished by the strap as a child and I have scar on my hip to this day from a bruise that never healed. So I decided other forms of punishment might be more effective." Larry was sitting on the edge of his chair virtually ignoring Gloria. "Oh really? and that is?" Jane rose from the table and suggested the adults go to the living room. The kids were sent to play. Robert excused himself to do something in his shop. "I believe in something on the order of the punishment suiting the crime, as it were. For example if a child strikes someone in anger they lose the use of their hands for a time. They're tied up! If they are sneaky or snoops or rude they must wear a blindfold." Larry was listening intently and nodding to each point Jane made. "And your Miss Smartass here in addition to hitting her brother and pinching her sister thinks it's cool to have the mouth of a truck driver around the house and the penalty for that behavior is to have her mouth gagged!" Larry turned to Gloria who now slumped as deeply into the couch as she could and with arms folded tightly on her chest, stared out the window. Gloria was fuming. Jane continued "She was told you were more than welcome to visit but to explain to you that she would be "indisposed" for a period of time when you got here." "You mean tied up?" Larry's voice almost broke as he tried to ask the question. "Well yes, but her flaunting of the "F" word and others has also earned her something over four hours of "gag-time." Is that any problem for you Larry?" Jane grinned at the young man who's throat was now full of cotton and feathers. "Uh...well no, that's fine. I mean OOOPH!" Gloria's left elbow sunk deep into his side and he nearly lost what breath he had. Then grinning he asked Jane "Does that count Ma'am ?" "It does if you want it too." Jane threw the ball back to him. Jane clapped her hands in her lap. "Well then, if we are all agreed let's get on with it. Gloria, go to your room and change into the clothes I left on your bed. " Gloria sat frozen to the view out the front window. Jane waited only a few seconds. "OR, I will go get them, you will change right here and your punishment time will be doubled!" Larry leaned toward the pretty young woman. "Maybe you'd better.." "SHUT UP!!" Gloria snapped. She uncrossed her legs slamming her foot on the floor then stormed across the room and up the stairs. "And bring down the Punishment Bag dear" Jane called loudly.!! As Gloria stomped across the room to the staircase, Jane noticed once again just how lovely her daughter had grown. In "ugly duckling" fashion, the chubby freckled tom-boy had developed into an auburn haired dark-eyed knockout! At 5'4", 36B, 26, 38, just a size larger than Mom, her figure was great. The freckles were still there and she wore rather thick glasses but the stylish frames were actually an asset to her appearance. Jane was delightfully blunt as she asked Larry "Well, are you shocked??" "Well, no, well I don't know...surprised I guess. How did you?" Larry was searching for words. "How did you come to start this?" Jane sat back in her chair and spoke while staring at the window. "I don't like corporal punishment for kids, my father was an ex-marine and my three brothers, my sister and I were subjected to some awful punishments. The strap, of course, but even as a little girl having to hold two telephone books out at arms length for 15 minutes! or until one of us was ready to squeal on the other about something!" Jane's voice was growing bitter with memories "And things like that. I vowed I wouldn't do anything painful to my kids. Then in college I joined a sorority that was highly disciplined". And Jane went on to tell Larry of her adventures at K.D.R.
The unmistakable sound of high heels crossing a hardwood floor and starting down the steps brought an end to the conversation. The pace was rapid and exaggerated and Jane knew Gloria was most unhappy. Larry's jaw nearly dropped as his girlfriend appeared on the staircase. For months he had seen her in jeans, sweatshirts and Reeboks. Now, here she was trying to negotiate the stairs in 4" black pumps, black patterned stockings and the shortest black shorts Larry had ever seen. She was wearing a sparkling white sleeveless blouse from last year, now a little too snug and her beautiful young breasts strained just a bit at their restraint. Gloria's face was more crimson than Jane had ever seen it and on her head she wore a white, cotton kerchief...helmet fashion with the ends tied behind her neck. Jane could sense that every step her daughter took closer to them was an act of will! Every fiber of her body wanted to run back to her room and hide forever! Her mother could see that Gloria's right hand shook as it held the banister and the over-sized duffel bag was bumping the wall and threatening her balance. The bag contained a variety of punishment articles.....rope, scarves, dish towels, leather collars, a quirt, a crop < just for effect, the kids thought > and several other items closed in smaller bags. The effect of the bag was always sobering on the kids as they feared the items they had not yet encountered. Jane doubted that any of her children had guessed that the contents of the bag were ever used by her and Robert when they could get some privacy. Oh yes, theirs was indeed a wonderful and exciting D&S affair! Still the mortified Gloria was coming, having made the stairs she virtually stomped to her mother, disdaining Larry's gaping looks. In a mocking fashion she snapped to attention at her mother's chair and threw the heavy bag down beside her. "Here!" Her face was still defiant, yet her Mother could see the tears about to spill over. On it's way to the floor, the duffel bag caught the leg of a small drum table holding a vase of flowers and Mom's tea. The table wobbled and then gave way to gravity and Gloria watched in slow motion horror as the whole business dumped onto the carpet. Her hands flew to her face and she stared wide-eyed as if to will it all back in place. "No! Oh NO! Oh God!! Oh Shit! Ohhhh.!!" Gloria stamped her feet childishly and danced around in a circle as if trying to disappear. But the water, glass vase, teacup and a long narrow tea stain were all still there on the three month old Orchid carpet. "I'm SORRY MOM...IT WAS AN ACCIDENT!!!!! I'M SORRY MOM! Oh SHIT!! Gloria was in sheer panic. "I'm sure you are VERY sorry dear, but I can't quite call it an accident. It was more as if your little temper tantrum backfired on you." Jane now deliberately spoke directly to Larry. "I'm awfully sorry Larry. I think you see we have a larger problem then I thought. If you feel you want to leave......" Gloria broke in "Yes, leave! go away....please!" "Be quiet Gloria" Jane tried to maintain a stern front while nearly wanting to laugh at the scene. "Well, is it all right if I stay? I mean it's 250 miles and " Jane cut Larry off with a wink. "Of course you may stay. I just wanted you to understand that Gloria may not be very much company for the rest of the weekend." Larry thought he understood perfectly and with his heart pounding out of his chest and a world class hard-on to conceal, he wanted to see it all. "OKAY Glo!" Jane continued. "This takes me right back to K.D.R. days. I was in exactly your situation except that I had bumped into the back of a sister and spilled wine down her new white dress. You know what my punishment was??.....I was given to her as a servant, might as well have called it slave for one week! In the house I had to be at her side every moment, asleep or awake and she could do whatever she wanted to me. I'll tell you that story some time." Jane seemed distracted for a moment recalling her sorority life. "Well, This is your story Gloria and I'll make it simple. With all the demerits you had to come home to, your attitude tonight, your attack on poor Larry and now this act of recalcitrance. I'm not going to play math games all weekend, so as far as I'm concerned, young woman, you will serve penance for the entire weekend...starting NOW!" The intentional anger in Jane's voice had exactly the desired effect and Gloria began to acknowledge that she had no choices. "Get me a 12' rope, two 6' pieces, and that black and white scarf please" Jane instructed Gloria softly. "Larry, there's a laundry hamper in the back room. Please fish out a couple of soiled white dishtowels, the ones with the red stripe and bring them to me please." Caught by surprise, Larry made a show of getting off the couch, hoping to hide his erection as he adjusted things. Gloria clomped to her knees by the bag. "Excuse me missy ? I didn't spend three grand at modeling school for that did I?" Gloria scampered up again and now in perfect posture, back straight, bent her knees and lowered herself, sitting on her heels, then began fumbling for the required items. "Good, stay like that" Jane moved her chair to face her daughter. Gloria removed lengths of rope and cloths from the bag and placed them on her mother's lap then sat straight, still on her heels and folded her hands in her lap. She glanced about the room quickly, forgetting that Larry was not there. "Hands Gloria!" With a start, Gloria remembered the drill and blushing anew, slowly moved her arms behind her and crossed her wrists high up on the small of her back. Jane half-smiled as she busied herself with the cloths...folding and arranging them...she caught herself nearly whistling a tune as she did. A large black & white cotton scarf, which Jane knew to be 32" square was folded several times into a tight "V" shaped pad. Larry returned just in time to hear "Open wide dear" Jane cooed. "WIDER! Your tongue flat with the tip against your lower front teeth. You know how!" Gloria's eye caught Larry's and she quickly looked away and closed her eyes as she opened her mouth to admit the huge dry wadding. Jane fitted the gag with the care and intensity of an artist. She probed and pushed and squeezed and pressed the wadding until the entire scarf was wedged deep against her daughter's throat and her cheeks bulged full. What had been a fist full for Jane, now resided in Gloria's stretched mouth. Already she could see the strain in the eyes, drawn down at the sides by the widely distended jaw. Nervously Jane hummed a mindless tune to herself as she reached behind the girl's head and untied the kerchief. Excited for a moment, Gloria wondered if at least that was coming off. She could not have been more mistaken. Her mother had just had a flashback to a gag she had been made to wear in college on just such an occasion. Now Gloria would experience it. Jane smiled to herself as she untied the scarf. The back fell to in a point at the middle of Glo's back. Jane loosened the under-chin knot then lifted it up to Gloria's open mouth. She placed the half-knot between her teeth and pulled on the end pieces. She watched the scarf force the wad deeper into her daughter's mouth. She saws Gloria's eyes widen in fear as now, with her mouth in a thin line Jane tied the ends tight behind the neck. Now the girl's head scarf was also a part of her cruel gag. With tight pressure from above and behind, Jane knew from experience no amount of movement or struggling could dislodge it. In fact any movement of her head pulled against the cloth and it felt tighter. She nearly grinned.....then she saw the hurt, innocent look in Gloria's eyes as the tears spilled < Why, Mom? > "It's bad isn't it dear...a lousy gag as I well remember, and it gets worse", Jane stroked her fingers on Gloria's bound cheeks "Well, you know you're not Patty, not 13 You are an adult now and so adult punishments are appropriate. When I was in college, I was put to bed in a gag like yours. If things go better, perhaps you won't have to wear it all night. We'll see. "AAUUUGGGHHIIIIITTTT???" < Wear it ALL NIGHT???? NO! NO! > Suddenly a look of PANIC swept across Gloria's face and her shoulders began to shake and she rose up on her haunches as she, for the first time, gagged on the cloth in her mouth! She wretched and stretched forward her head in her Mother's lap. Strained gurgles escaped the gag. "Get control Gloria...slow deep breaths." Her mother calmly coached her. Larry moved forward on the couch as if to come to his girl friend's rescue. Gloria, now showing signs of purple in her face suddenly, desperately reached for the scarf at her mouth!. "HANDS GLORIA!...HANDS!!!" Her mother hissed the command and the girl slowly moved her hands behind her and re-crossed her wrists. "That will cost you also dear!! Larry, hand me a dishtowel please" Now Gloria had gotten control of her gag-reflex and her head fell into her Mother's lap as she tried to regain her breathing pattern. Larry looked on in amazement as her mother folded the kitchen towel to a 5"- 6" wide band and tied it tightly over Gloria's already stifling gag, covering her nose and forcing her to breathe through the smelly towel. Jane leaned forward and gently patted and stroked Gloria's kerchiefed head as if this were a regular occurrence. Somehow, Larry began to believe, it was.
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