Chapter Three

Alice found herself in even more of a dither than usual for her tempestuous barely post-adolescent self. Her Uncle Chris had broken his usual pattern of tucking her into bed last night, explaining that he and his fiancée Diana needed to spend the evening on some urgent pre-wedding issues that had come up. And after all, the lovely blonde almost-nineteen-year-old and her handsome step-uncle agreed, she was a grown-up and about to depart right after their wedding for her new school in Switzerland. So why should she feel so unsettled by something so natural as a couple about to marry needing some time together?

Well, perhaps some of the restless young woman’s mood had to do with the complexity of her feelings towards her step-uncle. Her mother had been so flaky her entire life, and this last year with Uncle Chris had felt so...stable, with his carefully thought out rules that he enforced so firmly. This included, of course, the horrible spankings he gave her if she broke those rules. But even that was calm and reassuring as he always gave her fair warning when she was about to step over the line. To be sure, having to bend over his lap or desk and have her panties lowered and her bare bottom chastised so very painfully for so very long was horribly embarrassing to her.

And then there were the other things that he sometimes needed to do to her bottom to punish her. These were so mortifying (as they needed to be if they were to be adequately punishing, she grudgingly understood)! But however she was punished, Alice always felt better and strangely secure afterwards. And she felt so much more in control of the wayward tendencies she no doubt inherited from her capricious famous actress mother both immediately after she was spanked. This increased impulse control seemed to last for as long as the tenderness in her bottom persisted to remind her of the painful consequences of giving in to her naughty side.

So why would the lovely young woman feel so complicated about her Uncle marrying his wonderful girlfriend? Especially one who had been so kind and friendly and understanding for the past year about how much of her fiancée’s time and energy needing to go to his troublesome niece. Diana was so beautiful and mature and calm, as pretty as Alice’s mother (though ten pounds too fat, according to the Hollywood eating-disordered standards the young woman was used to). The sophisticated brunette had always been humorously interested in her man’s unexpected responsibility to raise a fractious teenager he didn’t really know all that well. Alice knew she should feel glad that two such nice people were marrying each other, and that she would have an Auntie who cared about her just as much as her dear Uncle Chris.

It wasn’t right that the young woman had secretly been developing certain very inappropriate feelings towards her handsome Uncle. She was sure he would give her the worst spanking yet if he learned that she