"NO! If I did that, then I would have had to forgive your Mother for her infraction earlier. Which I did not, so why would I let you off yours? Now, stop stalling and bend over or it will be worse!" I told her.
Megan was nervously watching the scene before her, trying to stay silent and out of trouble. She didn't want her daughter to be spanked, but she also didn't want another spanking herself.
"Mom, can't you help me?" Gracy appealed to Megan.
"Sorry, but I'm staying out of this one! This is between you and your uncle." Megan answered her, clearly trying to avoid further punishment at my hands.
At this point, I was so angry that I started counting to three, as I did when she was a child.
"One, two…"
Gracy immediately bent over my lap, clearly knowing that if I had reached "three", it was going to be worse for her ass. I gave her five rather hard swats for refusing to obey me immediately. She reached back with both hands to block my swats. I reacted to that by grabbing her hands and holding them above her butt on her back. At the same time, I held her still, in case she decided to continue resisting me.
"Gracy, stop trying to cover your ass right now! You're adding to your punishment." I warned her.
"Yes, Sir." she said as she quit resisting my efforts to punish her.
"That's much better, Gracy." I replied as I finished spanking her cute, heart-shaped ass.
I stood her up after her punishment was over. She had tears in her eyes as she stood and looked at me.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Grant." Gracy apologized.
"Now, Megan during your earlier spanking we had pretended that you had signed a lifelong contract. I am glad that you caught onto the fact that I started a role-play as well as spanking you, but I think that we need to talk about taking our relationship to a new level as we have been discussing for a while now. How do you feel about actually signing such a contract?"
"Well, what would be in such a contract? I mean, would I still have rights and stuff like that, or would I lose all of them and become like a slave, with no rights whatsoever?" she asked.
"You would still have rights and a safe word that you could say if things got too intense for you, but I could punish you for disobeying me. We would have an open relationship, with each of us the other's primary partner, but both of us free to explore other sexual relationships, as long as we both told the other first. No secrets, no hiding, and I will not ask anything of you that will cause you humiliation or embarrassment. I will listen to your opinions on all matters, but I have the final say. You will address me as ‘Master' from now on, when it would not cause a scene or be humiliating in any way to us. I would have unlimited use of your body, at anytime that I wish, and there will be open and honest communication between us. As I said before, I will not take away any of your rights. This is primarily between the two of us, and not a legal matter. If at any time, either one of us decides that we don't want to continue this contract, that option remains open, but it has to be stated in writing, just like the contract itself."
"Now, when you say ‘punishing me', what will that entitle? And does Gracy have anything to do with this?" Megan inquired.
"No, Gracy will not be involved in the contract, as she might eventually find someone else with whom she will wish to spend the rest of her life. This is between you and me. As far as punishments are concerned, I meant primarily spanking, or possibly standing in the corner with your panties around your ankles like a naughty schoolgirl, if the situation warrants it."
Gracy sat there, listening to us intently.
"You meant that you were pretending earlier?" she responded.
"Yes, that is exactly what I mean." I informed her. "It was just a role play with which your mother went along."
"That sounds acceptable with me. When will we prepare the contract?"
"Afterwards. Right now, my cock is getting stiff, and I think it needs some attentiveness from two delightful women." I answered her.
