David decides Sarah needs to be punished

Erica felt so defeated that she didn't think she could do anything else but continue lying on the floor and crying. Then, she felt a pair of arms wrap around her and pick her up onto her feet. She wanted to protest this but didn't have the energy to. Erica looked up to see that it was her stepfather who was picking her up. He had a look of sadness on his face. He then sat down on a nearby seat and pulled her so that she could sit on his lap.

"Daddy...," Erica began to say in her raspy voice, but her stepfather interrupted.

"Ssshhh. I'm here, sweetheart. I'm here," David said soothingly before pulling her into a hug.

Erica immediately hugged him back and clung to him as if her life depended on it. She cried into his shoulder, as he gently stroked her back and whispered kind and comforting words to her. David may not have been her birth father, but he was the one she saw as her dad. She was embarrassed that he was holding her naked body, but right now she needed someone to comfort her.

As David comforted his stepdaughter, he looked around him. He saw that several people had stopped and were staring at Erica's naked body. They were captivated at the sight of an attractive girl naked. David gave them a threatening glare, and the people scattered off. He was surprised that there weren't more people looking at them. He guessed that they were too busy or distracted to notice yet. He saw his son Rob looking at his stepsister with sympathy. He even noticed his wife had a brief look of sympathy before looking vindicated, without remorse.

Anger boiled inside of David as he looked at his wife. He understood that Erica shouldn't have disrespected his wife, but stripping her naked in the middle of an airport was way too harsh a punishment. Heck, Erica was right to be upset that nothing was packed for her. What made him even more furious was that Sarah ignored his objections and continued on like his words didn't matter.

Sarah started to leave to go somewhere.

"Stay put, Sarah!" David ordered.

Sarah froze and gave her husband a dumbfounded look. It was as if she had just noticed how angry he was.

Soon Erica stopped sobbing and tried to control herself. David picked her up again as he started to stand up. He gently placed her on the seat he had been sitting on and kissed her on the forehead before turning towards her mom. Erica curled up in a ball as she shivered and hiccuped. She felt someone gently squeeze her shoulder and saw it was her stepbrother Rob. He offered her a comforting smile, which did comfort her a bit. While technically he may have been her step-sibling, she saw him more as her best friend. Still, she was not at all pleased that he saw her naked again.

David glared at his wife for a few seconds before speaking.

"What the hell was that?" He demanded.

"She was being disrespectful to me, and she needed to be taught a lesson" Sarah replied defensively.

"By stripping her naked in an airport? What kind of lesson is that?" David asked indignantly.

"That she is a privileged individual and that there are others who have far less than her. I am punishing her for acting spoiled," Sarah explained.

"She was just asking for clothes for the trip. Even if she needed to be punished, you should have done it in private. Not in public. You went too far," David objected.

"Oh come on, David. You're overreacting. It's not that harsh of a punishment," Sarah said dismissively.

David felt like he was going to explode at his wife's dismissiveness at his concerns. Suddenly an idea popped into his head and a confident smile spread across his face.

"I think you, Sarah, are the one who needs to be reminded how privileged you are," David said authoritatively. "Strip out of your clothes and give them to me."

"Wh...What?" Sarah said stunned at what her husband just said.

"I think you're acting spoiled and need to be punished. Since you think being stripped in public isn't too harsh, that's what you are going to do," David explained calmly. "And before you say, 'I can't do that!', I know your work and personal secrets and control our bank account. So unless you want me to spill your secrets and cut you off financially, you will give me your clothes."

Sarah looked flabbergasted as did Erica and Rob. Her husband was forcing her to strip naked in the airport. In front of her kids and random strangers who undoubtedly would stop to stare at her body. Sarah may have been in her early 40s, but she was still an attractive woman. She was 5'6" and had long curly brunette hair like her daughter. She had an average body with C-cup breasts and a nice round butt. She was wearing a red and white plaid shirt, some loose knee-length jean shorts with a belt, and sandals. Some frat boys had called her a MILF. However, like Erica, Sarah was a modest woman and had no desire to be naked in front of people at all.

"David... Think about this. This is crazy," Sarah nervously tried to reason with her husband. "I can't strip down in public. You can't be serious."

"Oh, I am serious. Give me your clothes or I'll take them off myself," David replied in a cold voice.

Sarah started twitching with fear.