ÐÏࡱáÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿÿNDOr How My Mother In Law Kept Me in Line Written by Mistress Janice Copyright 1995 I always seemed to make it a habit of using foul language and carrying on like a spoiled brat. So my husband finally devised a plan to discipline me with my sweet bitchy mother in law participating. Well we had Jim's sister in law Sandra, her husband John and 16 year old daughter Gail over for lunch, one sunny, hot Sunday afternoon. Sandra and I hated each other, but Jim invited them anyway, much to my dismay.We were all seated at the dining room table having coffee, tea and danish about 11:00AM and Jim started out by making a wisecrack about my cooking. Well I took offense and started to swear at him. Sandra looked at me quite cross as Jim got up from the table and went into the kitchen. Moments later, he called Sandra over the intercom to join him and I could hear the phone being dialed. Next thing I knew both Sandra and Jim reentered the room with smiles on their faces. Sandra sat down as Jim ordered me to stand up and face our guests and apologise for my behavior. Well I naturally refused and he grabbed me by the hair and turned me to face the relatives. I refused to say a word and for that impurtenance, Jim ordered me to remove my skirt and blouse as a punishment. I refused!.... Jim bent me over the table as Sandra unbuttoned my skirt and pulled it off , throwing it onto the floor. Then she unbuttoned my white silk blouse and that too was tossed onto the floor. I was angry for those clothes cost a small fortune and were lying on a dirty floor. As I carried on Jim then told me to remove my half-slip and chemise. My mascara was running now from my tears and I swore at him again!.....He had Sandra once again remove my chemise and half-slip and tossed them onto the pile. I screamed and shouted as I stood there in black lace bra, matching panties and garter belt, black seamed ultra-sheer nylons and 5" black patent high heel pumps. John, Sandra's husband appeared to be getting quite a thrill staring at me in my delicate and expensive lingerie and Gail simply snickered. I tried to cover up, but to no avail as I was laughed and stared at....I was told to stand and sip my tea like a good girl and was told not to talk. Well I spit out a mouthful of tea at Jim, just missing him and staining our new lace tablecloth. THAT DID IT!..... Jim requested that Gail come over and remove my bra. She undid the clasp and threw the bra in the pile of clothes. Then she undid my garter belt, letting it fall and pulled off my pumps and peeled off my nylons. Then Jim fastened a restraint belt from behind and buckled it tight. Sandra and Jim put my wrists in padded cuffs with velcro and swiftly attached them to the clips on the belt. I was secured!..... There I was standing in only my black lace panties as Sandra made deliberate notice of several pubic hairs that were protruding from my panties and gave them a yank!...."OUCH",Iscreamed and swore as she plucked many more, commenting that we would do something about that very soon. I swore at her calling her a "fucking cunt-bitch" that Jim left for the kitchen and returned with one half of a bar of Ivory soap and popped into my mouth, sealing it shut with a strip of duct tape. I was marched to the hallway by Sandra and greeted my mother in law Ethel who stared at me smiling and carrying a bag. She was welcomed in by Sandra and proceeded upstairs, but not before telling me that I was in for a good old fashioned punishment. Sandra asked Gail to get her a pair of scissors and started cutting away my expensive lace panties, valued at ten dollars. Then she grabbed my hair and marched me upstairs, following behind Ethel. She instructed Gail to gather up my clothes and bring them up immediately. Ethel went into our fairly large bathroom and I was brought into the bedroom. Gail put the clothes in the laundry chute and Jim came up and took me across his knee for a good spanking. He ripped off the tape and I spit out the soap onto the towel and then I spit soapsuds out on the good floor. Well Sandra was getting quite tired at this and proceeded to stuff my pee-stained panties into my mouth and retaped it shut. Then Jim proceeded to give me 50 good spankings with the long-handled hairbrush, causing me to scream out in agony!....All done and Ethel said she was ready. I was let up and led into the bathroom and I saw the thre quart Faultless enema bag hung up on the shower rod filled to the brim with Ivory soap, glycerine, epsom salts and castor oil to make me cramp. I was taken face down over her alp as she sat in the chair with a apron and rubber gloves on. She inserted the longblack fluted tip and immediately inflated the balloon and repeated the process on the outside balloon. It was an inflatable balloon enema!..... The purpose was to prevent accidental expulsion and I moaned and groaned as the enema water emptied deeply into my bowels. All done and the clamp was shut off and the tubing removed, leaving the catheter still in place. I was told to retain it for about ten minutes as Ethel cleaned up her equipment and packed it away. Then the catheter was removed and I was allowed to use the toilet with Sandra watching and Jim at the door. The tape was ripped off and the panties were removed and Ethel took a washcloth soaked in hot water and washed my mouth, inserting her fingers and deliberately treating me roughly like a naughty child. It was then that Sandra began running her fingers through my bush, and started plucking out the long curley pube hairs, and handing them to Jim. After about several dozen were pulled, Jim pinched my nose and made me eat them. I tried to spit out, but he held a washcloth to my mouth, until he was satisfied that I in fact swallowed them, yuck!....Then Ethel ! lathered up my pubic area and shaved all that curly hair, leaving a mess of hair and shaving cream for later.... Then I shouted beause everyone watched me on the toilet and Sandra told Jim she had a way of dealing with errant children!....she told me I was to be put to bed for my behavior and that I would be denied any dinner as they were going out tonight. Ethel agreed to babysit an Sandra told Jim she would arrange for a date for him!.....Then Sandra dragged me into the spare room that was being used as a nursery. She dressed me into a pair of white cotton panties with cartoon characters of red, blue and green, navy blue cotton tights and a white pj top suitable for a little child. Then I was put into the crib on my tummy and covered with six blankets. Ethel closed the heavy curtains and blinds and Sandra set the baby monitor. I wa kissed nightynight at just 1:00PM in the early afternoon and told to go sleep or else. I was told if I made any noise on the monitor, that I would be dealt with..... They left the room laughing all the way downstair, but not before closing and locking the bedroom door. It was only minutes later that I swore, forgetting the monitor was on and Ethel returned with three adult baby bottles of warm Enfamil formula. The bottle had a button that once depressed, would force air into the bottle and formula into the baby's mouth. Ethel fed me so fast I had burped to her delight, then announced that I was to come back downstairs dressed in my childish pj's!..... As I entered the dining room, Gail turned to Sandra and sarcastically asked why a grown woman was wearing such childish pj's in the early hours of the day. Sandra replied that i was acting like a brat and was very childish, therefore i was being punished by an early bedtime. After all, she stated, i can't seem to behave in front of company and that the early bedtime punishment was the only effective thing that worked, even if for a short while. I was then told I was to get an enema in front of everyone as my punishment for swearing at her upstairs. (Fuck this bitch), I thought, but I was the loser today!... Ethel returned with a cascasde enema bag (3 quarts) that had a nozzle straight up with a lever to control the flow..... I had my tights and panties removed by Ethel as everyone could see my shaven pussy and I was forcibly sat upon the rubber cushion. Ethel opened the valve and the flow of the hot soapy enema water began, causing me much discomfort. Then Sandra held up the large wad of curly black pubic hair and passed it around for everyone to see!....Then Gail pinched my nostrils and forced the hairball into my mouth, followed by a large cupfull of castor oil from Ethel to wash it down......I swallowed it as everyone laughed at me. Then I was allowed up and brought to the bathroom by Ethel as I expelled the nasty enema solution. Ethel wiped me completely and I called her an old witch. She grabbed me by the hair and tied me into the high chair. This time Gail took over and directed Gail to give me a crewcut with about 2"of hair remaining and my long shoulder length hair fell all over the floor much to my dismay. As I was being clipped, Ethel added that would stop all my flirting with other men. Then my head was brought back and Gail dipped my headinto the black dye solution. I looked terrible. My hair was set in spoolies that would give my hair an afro look and would be easier to maintain and especially after a bath, it would dry quickly. I was told that since I continued acting like a child, that from this day forward I would be treated like one. Sandra snickered as Ethel read the rules: 1. For a period of 6 months I was to be treated like a baby and evaluated at that time to see if treatment should be continued 2. Two enemas per day and diapers all the time 3. pj's like the ones presently worn would be the only clothes worn 4. babyfood and formula wouls be the new diet 5. Bedtime would be by 1:00PM both weekdays and weekends, no exceptions 6. Only babytalk would be allowed, no adult talk With that Ethel prepared my last meal of the day , at 1:00PM!.... That was Gerber strained beets and spinach and three more bottles of Enfamil baby formula. As i finished the last of the barfy food, I spit up at Sandra!....That was my last mistake!..... Sandra slapped me and told Jim as a pediatrician she had a way of dealing with errant children as she does in her clininc everyday. She talked to them in a whisper deliberately, so I wouldn't hear what was said!....All I heard was the part of her last comment when told them how she could sweeten up my language. After a good laugh, the vote was unaminous and Sandra reached for the syringe as Ethel released me from the high chair. I fought with all my strength and shouted what was to be my last profanity ever again...... "FUCK ALL YOU CUNT BITCHES!..HOW DARE YOU... Do This To BB...ga goo gee...gagagoogo" The laughter filled the room so much that the china was shaking in the cabinet. Everyone ws pleased. No matter what happened, I could only blab out babyish gurglings, nothing sensible!...Ad here Sandra is ten yearsyounger and my pediatrician. I am 33, dammit and she is only 23!...Fuck her I thought, but what came out was: "GOOGAAGOOGAA" I was so ashamed as Sandra looked at me smirking. Ethel added, for being such a brat and calling me filthy names, she asked everyone if it would be alright if the treatment was continued at least ONE FULL YEAR, with a daily early morning dose of the special medication to sweeten up my language. After that we'll evaluate her atiitude and she might find herself remaining a baby for yet another year!.....All laughed and agreed. was diapered in front of them and plastic panties put on without the tights and then, I was led by Ethel upstairs and back into the crib and secured for the night by 1:10PM in the early afternoon. I was getting rather tired and although I didn't want to, (probably due in part to the super, warm sickly sweet tasting baby formula. I fell asleep after hearing much laughter downstairs and the fact that I was finally tricked into babyhood for probably forever.......And I was told to wet my diaper as I would not be changed till morning. T H E E N D ntly worn would be t--------------64478BC2155--