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A brother decides to spank his sister for past bullying.
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I came out of the shower and got an erection towelling my body down. I went to my bedroom and thought I'd have a good long wank watching some porn online. I sat in front of my computer pleasuring myself and when I was at maximum hardness decided to calm down a bit by watching some spanking.
It was so nice to watch these girls get their comeuppance and started to yearn to give a girl a good spanking. None of my girlfriends would allow such a thing and I surrendered to the thought that this kink would never be fore-filled.
I then heard my sister singing away in her bedroom and buoyed on my testosterone-filled body I thought, "Why not?"
She was my elder sister and when I was young she really put me through the wringer. She was the boss and let me know it constantly. She was always catching me masturbating, so much so she practically made a sport out of it. I would hear her creep along the landing to my bedroom door and she would burst in yelling "wanker, wanker!" Even if I wasn't.
I had to get into the habit of sleeping on my side with my hands right outside the bed covers. That wasn't enough though. She enjoyed showing me my porn collection and pointing out the pages that were stuck together.
"Oh I can see why you wanked off to her, she's very pretty, loose control did you? Aww! Bless," she teased.
She was also fond of pointing out my stained sheets forcing me to catch my spunk in my wanking sock. A great idea until the sock became too crusty and scratched my cock! Socks were soon in short supply in our house and suspicions grew.
Now in my early twenties, I was stronger than she and I thought the time was ripe for revenge. I stormed into her bedroom grabbed her around the waist and threw her across my lap as I sat on her bed.
"Oh!" She squawked out in surprise.
"I've warned you again and again not to touch my computer, so I'm going to teach you a lesson," I falsely declared, "You're going to get six of the best!"
"Oh no please!" She cried out as I pulled her short skirt up revealing her white lacy panties and sexy white stocking tops.
"I won't do it again," she pleaded as I admired her sexy ass. I quickly spanked her nice ripe ass and enjoyed her yelping and wriggling on my lap. The six spanks were over far too fast and I rested looking at her spanked bottom wanting more.
"Oh, you cad!" She cried, "how dare you?"
I stroked her bottom in confusion. I expected her to scream blue murder and insult me, instead she begged, "no please" and "I won't do it again." She also called me a cad. Who uses words like that? I mewed this over while youthful exposed body gently rocked on my hard cock.
"Oh you bounder, you're thinking about spanking my bare bottom aren't you?" She cried.
"Bounder?" I'd never heard her use such words, what was going on?
"Oh no, I can feel your, your thing and it's hard, what are you going to do to me?"
There was an in-congruency in her words but not the protest I had expected. I grabbed the waistband of her panties and waited for her to react.
"No! Not my bare ass, master please!" She begged.
"Quiet, you wench, and take your punishment," I boldly declared joining her in her old speech and whipped down her panties clear of her reddened bottom, down over her stockinged legs snagging and sticking momentarily in the gusset of her pussy.
"Oh! She cried with false modesty and I proceeded to spank her bare bottom, my hand bouncing off the hardness of her fit ass. I snapped my spanks in pushing her pussy into my hard cock as she wriggled and writhed.
"I'm so sorry Sir, I won't do it again!" She garbled between yelps.
"Sir" She had never called me 'Sir', and despite her pleas for mercy, I spanked on and on!
"Oh, cruel, hard master!" She continued to protest as my spanks echoed around her girlie bedroom. "You bounder my poor bottom will be sore for days!"
"Don't worry I will soothe your bottom after I have tenderised it."
"No, please sir, don't ejaculate your goo onto my innocent little bottom!" She exclaimed.
Ejaculate on her bottom, what on earth was she thinking? I spanked her harder and harder and she kicked and screamed! At long last, I had her where I wanted! Floundering and thrashing as she cried out struggling to take her spanking. I pushed her off my lap and she rolled to the floor.
She got to her knees and rubbed her raw ass. "Thank you, sir, I deserved that, I've been such a naughty girl."
I was expecting a slew of abuse but instead, she stood up and bent over. "Is my bottom punished well enough for my Lordship?"
I laughed and thought what a good sport she was and playfully gave her another spank!
"Oh! Sir!" She shrieked as I got up and left the room.
I went back to my room confused and horny, my cock hard up teetering on the edge. Did that really happen? She enjoyed it that was for sure. I heard sis go out on the landing and in my confusion, I hoped she didn't come to my room. I heard the spurt of the shower nozzle so it was obvious where she was. My head was spinning and I had alien thought of joining her in the shower.
I wanted to spank her again already and thought I'd wait in her bedroom naked and erect. I sneaked to her room confused and unsure of myself. I stood there in her bedroom naked and lost confidence. In my panic, I thought I'd settle for a pantie wank instead a fetish I had just started. I opened her drawer and there on top of her freshly ironed panties was a note. "Hello brother, I hope you're enjoying wanking in my panties!" It said. The Bitch! She knew! The note continued 'PS be sure to wash them afterwards. Shelly xxx"
I glowed with embarrassment just as I had done when she caught me masturbating in my younger days. Now she knew I wanked in her panties and it was hard for my ego to take.
Under the note was a small book that I largely ignored in the shocking embarrassment that my sister knew I was playing around in her panties and enjoying the fact she knew.
For some reason, I grabbed the book and ran back to my bedroom naked with my cock on the wane, her panties in one hand and her book in the other.
In the safety of my bedroom, I read the title of the book. "A Victorian spanking."
I was shocked and flipped through the book in it I caught glimpses of words I had just heard
"Thank you, sir, I've been such a naughty girl."; "Is my bottom punished well enough for my Lordship?"; please sir, don't ejaculate your goo on my innocent little bottom!"; "Oh cruel, hard master!"; "Oh you cad!" And "you bounder!"
She had played out her fantasy beneath me! She was really for it now.
I ran with the book and note back to her bedroom and waited naked for sis to return from the shower.
She walked into the bedroom, her arms up drying her hair with a towel and another wrapped around her body. It just about covered her boobs and pussy.
She screamed as I whipped the towel clean off and she used one hand to cover her nipples and the other her pussy.
"What?" She blurted shocked by the sight of my rising cock! I threw the book down before her!
"You've been a naughty girl in need of a good spanking and then a good stiff talking too!" I acted.
"Oh Sir, you have me at a disadvantage!" She playfully played along on seeing the book.
I grabbed her arm and pulled it clear of her full boobs as I pulled her toward the bed.
"But my poor bottom Sir, it's already been spanked!" She protested.
I threw her over my lap and held her tightly there. I got the note and pushed it in her face. "What does this say?"
I spanked her shapely round buttocks hard and she cried out.
"What does this say, read it out loud?"
"Do it!" I demanded and spanked her hard again the skin of her ass visibly displacing with the sharpness of the spank.
"Oh! She cried as I waved the note in front of her eyes, "Hello brother, I hope you're enjoying.." She stopped to swallow letting me spank her hard again!
"I hope you're enjoying wanking in my panties!" She groaned but soon shrieked as I spanked her with a long volley making her kick and squeal!
"PS be sure to wash them afterwards. Shelly xxx" she sobbed.
I spanked her long and hard, her pussy rubbing my hard cock right to the edge every time her pubes pushed down.
I lifted up and threw down on the bed!
"You deserve this you wench!" I said as I held my cock.
"I do sir! Please fuck this naughty girl hard! I've been such a naughty, naughty little girl and need a good stiff punishment!"
I pushed her legs wide and ploughed into her sodden snatch and pounded her hard and fast.
"Oh sir, you're breaking me in, I've been so bad!
"Oh teach this slut a lesson, Sir! Smash my pussy, smash it hard!"
"Oh that cock, so hard, so deep, splitting me in two!"
I accelerated my fucking, my cock in and out like a piston at speed. My balls drew up, my cock ready to burst! I withdrew and flipped her over and spunked up all over her ass.
"Oh I'm such a slut," she cried as I shot time and time again over her freshly spanked red raw ass! I rubbed my sperm into her ass and she slowly got up.
"That was nice, thank you, now if you must wank in my panties please wash and iron them."
With that she went back to the shower, she was still the boss.
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My mother had a habit when my sister or I were misbehaving of asking us whether we wanted to go over her knee with our pants down. Naturally we didn’t and would stop doing whatever was annoying her immediately. I cannot remember a time before this question was regularly asked, so often that Rebecca and I would use it to impersonate her when she was out of earshot amidst fits of giggles. In spite of the frequency with which we received this threat, both of us survived with our bottoms intact until we were 12 years old. Rebecca was a year older than me and her first spanking happened almost exactly a year before mine and for the same reason. We were both at the same school then, I was in the first year and Beccy in the second. It was December and the school had sent out its end of term reports. I remember that Beccy was nervous as we were walking home from school together because she knew that her report was going to displease our parents. Specifically, she knew that her report expressed concerns about the amount of days she had missed through illness, whereas in fact, she had been playing truant and forging sick notes and as far as my mother knew she had been in school every day.

As I have mentioned, neither of us had ever been spanked before. Another of Mum’s habits when we were annoying her was to send us to our room with the promise that she would be up to warm our bottoms later. We would sit on our beds, nervously waiting for the sound of her footsteps on the stairs and when we heard them we would huddle together in fear, wondering if this was the day when she would keep her promise. Then she would come into the room, tell us our tea was ready and to come downstairs and she would not mention our promised spanking, and of course, neither of us was imprudent enough to remind her.
We arrived home and my sister was reluctant to go in. We always came and went through the back door and so the first room we entered was the kitchen. When we came in we found Mum waiting there with Rebecca’s school report in one hand and a slipper in the other. We had never seen this slipper before. It was not one of Dad’s and didn’t look like it was designed as comfortable footwear. I felt a thrill go through me when I saw it and knew that it was going to be used on my sister’s bum.
Mum waved the report in Rebecca’s face and gave her a long, rapid discourse on what she thought of her and the report. Eventually she asked Beccy if she had any homework to do and when she nodded, Mum told her she had better go to her room and do it while she could still sit down. My sister went upstairs. I said that I had homework to do and started to follow her, hoping to find out how she felt about her imminent spanking, but Mum stopped me.
“You can do it at the kitchen table. I want your sister to spend some time on her own so she can think about her behaviour.”
As I was doing my homework and Mum was preparing tea, I asked her if she was really going to slipper Beccy.
As always, Dad arrived home from work at 6.0’clock and Mum had tea ready to serve up. I had done my homework and put my books away so the table was clear, except for Rebecca’s report and the slipper. I was sent upstairs to fetch my sister while Mum served tea. At the table, Mum spent the meal reading out damning passages from the report, and then showing them to Dad as if he might think she was making them up. Dad said nothing and concentrated on eating his tea. Beccy had no appetite and hardly ate anything and I was the same, too excited at the prospect of my sister’s punishment to eat anything. I had a knot in my stomach which I would one day discover to be the same feeling I would get when it was I who was to be punished.
When Dad had finished eating. Mum asked Rebecca if she was going to eat any more and she shook her head. Mum pushed her chair back from the table and got up. Dad did the same. Mum picked up the slipper and the report and said: “Right, Rebecca, let’s go upstairs.”
Beccy got up looking like she was about to burst into tears and led the way to our bedroom with her head down staring at the stairs. I asked my Mum again if I could please come and watch but she told me ‘no’ and to finish my tea.
The three of them trooped up the stairs leaving me alone with my almost full plate. When they were out of sight I whistled to the dog who was not allowed in the kitchen at mealtimes and was delighted to get a treat of all the meat and potatoes from my plate. I quickly swallowed the vegetables that I didn’t think he would eat and sneaked up the stairs as far as I dared. I didn’t dare go as far as the landing in case the bedroom door opened and I was seen. The thought that I might also get a spanking for disobeying my Mother when she was in this mood was enough to make me very careful.
I stood about three steps from the top listening intently and for quite a while I could hear nothing. My parents were not given to shouting even when they were angry.
At last I heard a loud ‘Whack’ and an ”Oooww” from my sister. She responded to each ‘Whack’ equally vocally, but getting progressively louder. The smacks were spaced about 10 seconds apart and I assumed my Mum was making some point in between each one. I didn’t know whether it was Mum or Dad doing the smacking at the time, although after 15 smacks (I have always kept count whenever I have witnessed or received a spanking) there was a long pause and I thought it was over and I had better make myself scarce, when suddenly it started up again, only now both the whacking sounds and my sister’s howls were louder. I (rightly, I later discovered) guessed that during this break in proceedings, Mum had handed over both the slipper and my sister to Dad and she was now getting a much harder spanking. Dad did not leave such long gaps between smacks, only two or three seconds, and in a short while Rebecca had another 35 whacks with the slipper, making 50 in total. I didn’t know whether this round figure was a sentence that my parents had pronounced or if it just happened to add up to that without them counting, but I think it probably was decided beforehand because later, whenever they had occasion to spank either of us again, it was always a round figure. My parents were modern and embraced the metric system, opting for multiples of ten, whereas the school preferred the imperial half dozen or dozen for serious misbehaviour.
As soon as I heard the bedroom door open I slid down the banister. I didn’t want them to hear me running and if I tiptoed they would almost certainly see me. I then resumed my seat at the kitchen table. When my parents came in I asked if I could go and see Rebecca but was told ‘no’, she was not to see anyone until bedtime. I was desperate to see her bottom while the marks were still fresh but thought it unwise to argue with Mum while she still had the slipper in her hand.
I had never wished so fervently for bedtime to come around and couldn’t wait to talk to Rebecca and hear all about it, but frustratingly, she didn’t want to talk about it and wouldn’t even show me her bum. I couldn’t understand why she wouldn’t want to. If I had just had my first spanking I was sure I would want to share all the details with someone, however painful the experience had been, but she remained laying face down on her bed and held tightly to the covers so that I couldn’t sneak a peek at her bottom. Later, as I lay awake reliving the sounds of her punishment, Rebecca fell asleep and started to snore softly. I crept out of my bed and went to hers and lifted the covers but she was wearing pyjamas and I couldn’t see her bum. I had a torch which I used for reading under the covers when I was supposed to be sleeping and I shone this on her and took hold of the waistband of her pyjama bottoms and started to slide them down. However, her bottom was still so tender after her slippering that she immediately awoke when the material scraped against her skin and she pushed me away and threatened to bash me if I came near her again, so I didn’t get to see what a freshly spanked bottom looked like until a year later, in the mirror.
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