Punished by Parents in Law

'I suppose you hoped I was going to punish you?' my Mother in Law enquired, partly in jest.

'No, Ma'am,' I blushed

'Well you are going to be punished.' She retorted

The grin was well and truly wiped off my face.

'I am, Ma'am?' I asked hesitantly.

'Yes, you are....but not right now. We have something very special planned for you tonight.'

I gulped, 'What is it you have planned, Ma'am?'

'You will find out in good time. In the meantime we had better get you ready. We will start by making sure those pubes of yours are shaven nice and smooth. Come closer girl.'

I stepped in very close to my Mother in Law.

'Open your legs,' she requested

Opening my legs was always a degrading experience for me but I did not hesitate to obey. Jane then reached down and ran her hand over my shaven pubic region

'Have you shaved around your cunt?'

'As best as I can, Ma'am,' I blushed in response

'Let me feel. Open your legs wider.'

I readily obeyed, soaking up the humiliation like a drug.

'I hope I am not going to find you wet?'

'I hope you are not, also.' I responded truthfully. I suspected if I was not wet I was certainly at least at the puffy stage of arousal.

My Mother in Law ran her fingers over my labia, then repeated the exercise several more times. Despite myself, my body began to react. I tried to stifle a low groan of pleasure, and bent my knees outwards to give my Mother in Law better access. I stared deep into her eyes as she fondled me.

Just as I was starting to pant in short breaths she withdrew her hand, and again I groaned, but this time in frustration.

'I think you are definitely wet now, my dear,' smiled my Mother in Law.

'I think I definitely am, Ma'am,' I responded in short gasps

'You need to be shaven. I want you as bald as a baby's bum.'

'Yes, Ma'am,' I blushed at having such a personal function openly discussed in front of the three men.

'Debbie will take you into bathroom and shave you,' added my Mother in Law.

I opened my mouth in horror

'But, Ma'am, I am very capable of shaving myself,' I pleaded.

'I want you especially clean for tonight, and to achieve that you need some help. Now run along dear and don't argue the point with me as I think you know what the result will be,' chastised my Mother in Law.

I hung my head and knew better than to argue, despite how degrading it would be to have someone shave my private parts. Without uttering a word I turned and departed for the bathroom. I caught a glimpse of Debbie as I passed, and I was not surprised to see she was grinning like the cat that just found the cream.

Once in the bathroom I closed the door, and briefly considered locking it. But I knew I would have to come out eventually and the consequences would be far worse than I already faced. Therefore I just stood, naked, in the centre of the bathroom and waited.

For an eternity I stood silently and waited. I desperately wanted to pee, but was hesitant to relieve myself. Finally I could wait no longer and sat on the toilet. The urine had just started to flow when the door swung open and there stood Debbie. I felt mortified. I had always been a very private person when it came to using the toilet. I would not even go to the toilet in my own bathroom if my husband, Michael, were present. I found it embarrassing, and could never relax enough to do the task.

To make matters worse, Debbie's husband, John, and young Troy had a clear view of me squatting on the toilet from where they were standing. I tried to stop peeing but I was beyond the point of shutting it off as I had such a full bladder.

'Close the door,' I hissed at Debbie, then added, 'Please!'

She seemed to take an eternity to step into the bathroom, and slowly closed the door. But not before John and Troy got a good view of a naked female squatting on the toilet.

Debbie stood beside me with her hands on her hips. Sitting on the toilet, and glancing up at her, I felt like a young child being watched over by her mother, which was crazy as Debbie was virtually my own age.

Debbie stood over me as I urinated into the toilet. The noise of my pee splashing in the water made me embarrassed. I seemed to go on forever and ever. Finally the flow stopped.

'Are you finished?' Debbie enquired

I started peeing again. I was nervous at being watched, and was having trouble emptying my bladder. I gave Debbie an embarrassed smile. Finally I was finished.

'This time?' Debbie enquired again with a hint of impatience.

'Finished,' I said quietly

I went to reach up for some toilet paper but Debbie smacked my hand away. I looked up at her confused. Debbie reached over me and tore off a length of toilet paper herself.

'Stand up,' she commanded

Even though it was demeaning, I did not resist. I stood up as requested.

'Open your legs,' Debbie commanded

I obeyed, as if her request was the most normal thing in the world. Debbie wiped me clean with the toilet paper, dropped it in the pan, and activated the flush. I then watched as she laid a towel out on the bathroom floor

'Now lie down on the towel.'

I flopped down onto the floor and watched Debbie as she fetched some shaving cream and a razor out of the cupboard. She then crouched down beside me.

'Open your legs'

As I obeyed she positioned herself between my legs, looking straight up into my vagina. I tried to block out my embarrassment, but I was blushing. Debbie applied shaving cream to my pubic area and quickly removed my stubble.

'Okay, now for around your vagina. Bend your knees, lift them up and clasp them with your hands.'

Reluctantly I obeyed, only too conscious of how revealing this position was.

'Open your legs wide, silly girl. I need to get good access to your cunt.'

I groaned in protest, but obeyed her command. Debbie applied shaving cream around my crotch, and I was surprised how soothing and cool it felt. I closed my eyes, and willed myself not to become stimulated. Debbie pinched hold of one of my labia and pulled it out tight, before commencing shaving. She was holding me roughly and it hurt a little, but I did not complain. To be frank, the overall sensation was pleasant.

Debbie then moved her attention to the other labia and again pinched it and stretched it, before shaving any hairs I had down there. Despite all my willpower I was becoming wet, and I hated myself for it. It had also not gone unnoticed by Debbie

'I hope you are not getting wet,' she chided

I closed my eyes in shame

'You really are a slut, aren't you?'

I managed to mumble 'Yes, Ma'am.'

Debbie pinched both of my labia together painfully and stretched them as far as she could. Then taking the handle of the razor she slid it between the lips and into my vagina. I gasped at the stimulation.

'Please don't.' I whispered, but already my breath was quickening. 'Please don't embarrass me like this.'

Debbie pinched my labia even tighter, while stroking the razor handle in and out.

'But you do want to cum, don't you?'

'No.....yes!' I responded in confusion, then gave in to the needs of my body and lifted my hips off the ground. 'Fuck me,' I grunted, the words escaping my mouth before I even realised it.

As I built quickly to an orgasm I turned my head towards the bathroom door and saw it was wide open, and the doorway was full of prying eyes. I groaned in horror but was too far gone. My hips bucked wildly as the orgasm charged through my body.

Still shaky from the aftermath of my orgasm, Debbie and Rachel helped me to my feet and placed me in the shower.

'Your clothes are sitting on the stool here,' Debbie pointed to the pile of clothing, before they exited leaving me in my solitude to recover and shower.

When I had showered and dried I picked up the pile of clothing, but did not recognise any of it as being mine. My initial thought was that Debbie or Rachel had kindly lent me some of their own clothing, and I was briefly gratified by this kind gesture. But when I looked closer the clothing was more appropriate to an 8 year old. There was a white frilly top, a very short dress with a bib in front, knee high socks, and white cotton panties with panda bears embroidered on them.