My day turned out to be incredibly busy, and I nearly forgot about the dinner plans with my Aunt Sue. Actually, the lightning bolt came about 6:10pm, and I rushed to be there on time. Luckily, she lived not far from me, and it was only about a fifteen minute walk. Got there just about on time, at least for me.
I was about to buzz the apartment , when I heard the door open, and I entered, seeing Sue on the stairway.
"Saw you coming down the street Joe," she said in greeting. "Glad you made it. Come on in." Sue started back up the stairway and i followed unable to resist looking at her incredible ass. The woman had just perfect globes, accentuated by a clinging short skirt, and no panty lines, which was probably the cause of the slight jiggle of each as he went up the stairs.
"Glad you could come over Joe," she said, coming to the top of the stairs. "It's been quite a while you visited your aunt. That is not very nice, but you have been busy, I guess."
"That's true," came the response,, "And a couple I times I did call but you were out of town."
"True, I do travel when I can. Take off your coat and be comfortable." Sue walked over to her sofa and sat in the middle. I took a seat on the chair opposite. As i sat, she moved slightly, giving me a brief glimpse of her crotch, but then put her hand back on her knees. I began to wonder what she had in mind for dinner.
"Well, I am glad we bumped into each other today, Joe. You were always my favorite, and it bothers me that you do not visit very often, especially since you are the closest to me."
"Do you remember when you were a small boy, and you would be bad? What happened to you then?"
Joe turned beet red, and looked downward, obviously embarrassed.
"Well, do you remember?" she asked again. "What did your mother do when you were bad?" Her voice seemed to be changing, getting deeper, and more demanding.
"I, uh, well, she..." Joe tried to speak.
"She paddled you, didn't he Joe?"
"Um, yes, why are you asking?"
"She paddled you for for being bad, and what else?" Sue asked even more demanding.
"Joe looked down to the floor, and responded in a low voice, "She gave me big soapy enemas after the spanking."
"That's right she did, didn't she? Perhaps you need some discipline for not visiting your aunt more often. What do you think Joe?"
"Aunt Sue, this is very embarrassing. I don't think.."
"Don't think Joe. You need correction and that is what aunts are for. before you leave tonight, you will get some correction. if you do not want that, then leave now,and I will be unhappy but understand."
"I,h...No, I came to see you and it would not be right to just leave."
"The right answer Joe. One I would expect from a loving nephew. We will have dinner first, enjoy ourselves, and then discuss your discipline later."
"A..all right Aunt Sue, if that is what you want." Joe could hear himself agreeing, not sure why, but for now he was now clearly under the control of his aunt.
"What would you like for dinner Joe I have made some potatoes, greens, and I have either steak or chicken. Which would you prefer?"
Joe and his aunt Sue enjoyed their meal, chatting about myriad subjects, their travels, and the family. her dinner was excellent, the wine outstanding, and yet, in the back of his mind Joe knew other subjects were coming up after the meal was over. Sue seemed to delay things as long as possible.
Suggesting that she and Joe move to the easy chairs in the living room, she waited until he sat on a opposite chair, then rose again, went to the kitchen, and brought out some cake and wine for desert as she and Joe discussed a wide range of items. Occasionally, he looked over toward her and saw something in her eyes that brought back memories of his own mom when she was not happy about something.
Finally, the moment came. Sue placed her wine glass on the low coffee table between them, looked him directly in the eyes, and said, "Well Joe, It has been a wonderful evening, but we still have one subject to discuss, don't we?"
Joe fidgeted in his seat, replying, "Well, I...ah..guess we do, Aunt Sue, that is, if you want to."
"Oh, I do, Joe. What is it you think you have done?"
"What do you mean?" Joe asked. "I guess, well, that is, .. ah, I haven't been to see you for a while, I guess."
"And is that was a good nephew does?" she asked.
"Well, I have been busy and you have been traveling, so it would have been hard to see you often."
"We're not talking about often, Joe, are we?"
"Well..., No, I guess."
"I'm sorry for the failure on my part, Aunt Sue. it was stupid of me," Joe blurted, knowing things would only get worse.
"Well then Joe, perhaps you need some reminding. Come with me," she said, grasping my hand and jerking me up from the chair. She seemed quite strong.
"Where are we going?" I asked.
"You will see," came the reply, as we headed out of the living room toward what i presumed was her bedroom.
"This is my guestroom, Joe. it is where you would stay if you were visiting overnight. Do you like it?" The room was a nice room, bed and dresser in light colors, and the bed was made with the bedding folded over, as if someone would be visiting.
Sue stopped in front of the bed, and dropped my arm, sitting down on the edge of the bed as she did so.
"Come over here, Joe," she beckoned, and I walked toward her, stopping just a foot or so away. "Come closer," she added quickly.
When I stood just by her knees, Sue reached over to my belt on my pants, and started to unbuckle it.
"What are you doing?" I shouted.
"Just be quiet," she responded, continuing to unbuckle the belt, then loosen the button on my pants, pulling down the zipper. "You will not need these. Step out of them ," she ordered. I complied.
"Now, Joe, Over my knees," she ordered, pulling up her dress to show she was wearing pull-up hose rather than panty hose. The dress rode up beyond the edges of the hose and her upper thighs were visible as well. "I said NOW, Joe," said again.
I walked over closer, hesitatingly, and flopped over her knees, which she parted a bit as I dropped, catching my cock and balls between her legs.
"Joe, you have been a very bad boy," she said, rubbing my ass lightly. "You should be more caring about your aunt. So, this evening, i am teaching you about caring. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I, I guess so..'" responded Joe, not sure what else to say, but also knowing what was coming next, as Sue continued to rub lightly on his ass, first one cheek then the other.
"Good, because i think this will be the start of a new relationship for us, a closer one. You would like that, wouldn't you?
The rubbing was causing my cock between her legs to start to stiffen, and, from her expression, she sensed that, but said only, "I'm glad we understand each other."
As she finished, Sue put her thumbs in the waist of my underwear, and pulled them down quickly toward my knees. A second later the first of what was to be a number of slaps came down on the cheeks of my ass, turning them red. I yelled out about the third slap, and tried to put my hands back there to protect myself. Sue grasped my arms and held them away, and ,at the same time, put one of her legs across mine to prevent me from moving further.
"You will stop this and take your correction like a man, Joe. Like a man," she ordered, slapping me hard.
I don't know how many times she spanked my ass, but it hurt, and I was squealing like a small boy. Suddenly, she stopped. I felt her hand again rubbing across my ass cheek, but this time it was different; it was cool and damp. She was putting some kind of lotion on me to reduce the pain.
"This will help you feel better Joe," she said, continuing to rub in the lotion she was using. As she rubbed, the paid dulled, and I began to realize that all this was really turning me on, even more than before. My cock was rock-hard, and sensing it, she slowly squeezed her legs together several times.
"Do you like what I just did, Joe?" she asked. "It seems like at least one part of your body does," she laughed a bit. "Now for the other part of your punishment. Stand up please."
I stood as she asked, but slowly since my cock was very erect and I was a bit embarrassed.
"Go stand in the corner, Joe," Sue ordered. "Bad boys stand in the corner until I tell them to come to me. Do you understand?"
"Yes Ma'am," Joe responded quietly.
"Good, we understand each other then," she responded. As she spoke, she rose from the side of the bed, letting her dress fall back to her knees. "I will be right back. You stay in the corner until I do." Sue walked out of the room, and to her own bedroom, entering her bathroom. She went to a cabinet and took out a long pastel box, which she placed on the side of her sink. Opening the top, she removed the large red enema bag, a red open top bag, and the red hose with its black tip from the box.
"What does this boy deserve?" she mused, as she turned on the water taps. "I think perhaps some strong soap will get his attention." She reached for a bottle from the cabinet that had green-colored soap, and placed it on the counter. Feeling under the water tap, she adjusted the hot and cold to be sure the water was ion the hot side, for effect, and then took the red enema bag and put the neck under the tap. The bag quickly filled, and, when about two-thirds of the way full, she stopped, and reached for the bottle of soap. Taking off the cap, she poured a bit into the top of the enema bag, then a bit more. Finally, she filled the rest of the bag, squeezed the top together to shake it a bit, then opened the clip, letting out any air in the hose. Grabbing a jar of lubricant from the cabinet, she picked up the bag and hose, took a towel and the lubricant, and headed back for the guest room, and the waiting Joe.