'No you do not understand, Kym. When I give you an instruction, you know you must obey it. Now give me your belt.'

I tried hard not to cry, but couldn't help sniffling. I pulled the belt out of my jeans and reticently handed it over to my Mother in Law. With the belt held in her hand Jane got out of the car and walked around to my door. As she opened my door she unfastened my seatbelt and before I knew it she had pulled me out of the car.

I grabbed hold of the car to maintain my balance as my jeans and panties were around my knees and very much restricting my movement.

With one hand on my shoulder she roughly turned me to face the car. Then to my mortification she reached down and lowered my jeans and panties to my ankles, exposing me even further. Even though the road was in an industrial area, and not a main thoroughfare, there was still a good chance of a vehicle driving past.

I then felt the bite of my own belt across my bare backside, and it caused me to cry out. Jane was not holding back. The spanks came fast and furious. Gone was her normal methodical approach of alternating the spanks between buttocks. Even my thighs were not spared. I buried my head in my arms on the side of car and tried to stifle my tears.

I heard the toot of a horn and looked up to find that a motor vehicle with two young teenagers in had driven past. They must have appreciated the view as they did a U turn and drove back past slowly. Even though it was semi-darkness they would have been able to see my naked backside was getting a damn good spanking. Jane continued on, undeterred by the sightseers.

Finally she stopped. My buttocks and thighs were on fire

'Take off your jeans and panties'

I quickly complied, and handed them to my Mother in Law.

'Now get in the car'

The car seat felt like sandpaper against my buttocks, and I let out a low groan. The tissues were gone, and had obviously fallen out when I was pulled from the car. Jane noticed this.

'Are you wet?'

'No Ma'am'. I wasn't lying. Normally I am swollen and wet when I am humiliated, but what I had just received was a straight out punishment for misbehaving. It had happened so quickly, and been so severe that I was not sexually stimulated.

'Let me check. I am not sure I can trust you tonight'

With that she held her hand out in front of my pelvis. Reluctantly I slide my legs open to give her access to my vagina

'Lift up'

Gripping the sides of the seat I lifted myself up, careful to keep my legs spread. Embarrassingly she ran her fingers up and down my pubic lips several times. I willed myself not to become stimulated.

Even though I was sure I was dry she did not seem satisfied. Or perhaps it was just for the humiliation she knew it would cause me. She pulled more tissues from the box and placed them under me.

Satisfied that I was now not going to stain the fabric on her car seat she started the car, and drove the rest of the journey in silence.

Once back at their house Jane drove into the garage and turned the engine off.

'Get out of the car, close the garage door, then come inside and tell Ben why you have been punished.' Jane then exited the vehicle, my jeans, belt and panties in her hand.

I looked out the back of the car and could see the roadway through the open garage door. My Parents in Law's garage and house is off the road a bit, probably about forty yards. But close enough for anyone to get a clear view if they should look down the driveway. The road appeared deserted. Quickly I leapt out of the car and raced to the garage door. For what seemed an eternity I struggled to find the cord to pull the door closed, but finally completed the task. I then made my way into the warmth of the house.

Jane was in the kitchen completing her preparations for dinner. She ignored my presence. Meekly I put my head around the corner into the lounge and spotted Ben sitting in his favourite chair reading the newspaper. I gingerly walked over to him, only too aware of my nakedness from the waist down. Ben's face was hidden by the newspaper. I waited patiently, but he continued to read, seemingly unaware I was there.

I coughed polite to attract his attention. Ben slowly lowered the newspaper and looked at me enquiringly. If he was surprised by my nakedness he did not show it

'Yes Kym?' he enquired politely, but with a detectable hint of smugness.

'I have been punished by...your wife.' I knew I was not to address my Mother in Law as Jane during our punishment sessions

'And may I ask why?'

'Because I did not keep my jeans and panties down at my knees as asked'

'And how were you punished?' Ben was clearly enjoying the Question and Answer time.

'I was made to stand naked beside the car while your wife spanked me with my own belt'

'And did anybody see you?'

'Yes sir. I think two teenagers saw me getting spanked and drove back a second time'. This was gut-wrenchingly humiliating. But now that I was back in the safety of my Parents in Law's house, having to recount the incident, I was finding the sexual excitement that had been previously absent. I squeezed my legs together and could feel the genital puffiness of early stimulation.

'Turn around and let me have look at the belt marks on you bum.'

'Yes sir' I turned around, and lifted my top up so he could get a good clear view of my backside.

'Did you cry?'

'Yes sir. I tried to be brave and strong like you want me to be. But it hurt heaps and I could not help sobbing'

'Did you wet the seat of my car?' Jane yelled from the kitchen, so loud that I was sure the neighbours would hear.

'No Ma'am.'

'No what?'

'No Ma'am, I did not wet the seat of your car.' Jane could totally humiliate me just with her words

'You know I do not trust you tonight. Go and fetch the tissues so that I can inspect them.'

Flushed with embarrassment I walked back to the garage, rummaged around in the car to find the tissues I had been sitting on, then returned them to the kitchen where my Mother in Law was waiting from me. I placed the tissues on the kitchen bench, then stood silently, waiting, hands by my side. I felt like such a little child.

Finally Jane finished stirring the pot on the stove, and nonchantly turned to where I had placed the tissues. She made a real show of inspecting each tissue for any sign of dampness. Then to be doubly sure she brought them to her nose and sniffed.

'All right, I believe you on this occasion. Now take off the rest of your clothes'.

I removed my blouse and bra so that I was totally naked.

'Now set the table for me'

'Yes ma'am'

We then sat down to eat. I was very self-conscious, being totally nude while we chatted away and ate our meal. I tried to act normally but it was damn hard. I was also very aware of my tender backside and thighs. I was not comfortable in my chair, but tried not to wriggle around too much.

Once the meal was finished and we had cleaned up, I was expecting to be taken into the lounge for further punishment. But as I mentioned, my Parents in Law have developed the habit of varying my punishments during these evening sessions.

Ben pointed to the side door that went out into the back yard. 'I want you to go out into the yard and wait for me to come out. I want to have a cup of coffee first, and then I will be out to finish your punishment.'

I stood aghast. Even though high fences enclosed the yard, the neighbouring houses were close by.

'And stand in the middle of the yard where we can see you.'

Again the boundaries were being pushed by my Parents in Law. However I did not even attempt to argue the point. I knew better than that. Gingerly I opened the back door and peered out into the yard. The lights from the neighbours meant the yard was surprisingly well lit.