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She was my dream date. She had a wonderful smile, long hair, pert tits, an indescribable ass and lovely gams. I've been trying to get a date with her for ages and she finally agreed. I was thrilled! I was thrilled beyond words. I did not consider what else was happening. Her boyfriend and his gang were away for the weekend and so were her friends. Everyone else had their usual dates and things. She could not go on the trip because of her family commitments.
I was the only one free and Niki wanted to see the new movie. It was some stupid girl flick and she could get me to take her. I was willing to take her for I had the expected obvious ulterior motives. She also had an agenda which did not coincide with mine although I did not know it then.
I was delighted when I picked her up to hear her olds tell her that they would not be home until the wee hours. That would mean they would not be around when I got her home. We went off to the movie right away. She refused to sit in the balcony.
Nor I was happy that she didn't allow me to raise the armrest between our seats. It was mushy romantic film and I was bored stiff (pun intended). All I could do was bid my time and hope to get closer later.
After the movie I took her to the fancy ice cream shoppe for a treat. I had to assure her that a few ice cream calories would not adversely affect her figure. Truth be told, she was already a little plump not that I cared. Then a quick walk home so as to meet her curfew even though her parents were out.© YLeeCoyote
She was hesitant about letting me in but I insisted that I needed 'to go' and she relented. After I took care of that bit, I got her to sit on the couch with me. She was probably used to doing that with her boyfriend. So far, so good.
Then things got worse. Every time I tried to get close she objected. Each time she got louder. In retrospect, I see that I should have quit, cutting my loses and just left. Unfortunately, I persisted.
"A gentleman never forces himself on a lady." a voice roared.
"I'm glad you are here, Jess." she said. Jess was her kid brother. He was a couple of years younger than I and I had seen the noisy runt of a brat when I picked up his sister.
"Go back to bed, little boy. It's way past your bedtime." I told him. I continued to try to get close to my date.
That was a mistake. A very big mistake. He grabbed me and yanked hard. I went sprawling. What I had thought was a runt hidden in super baggy clothes was really a strong, muscled, malevolent monster. Later I learnt that he was on the wrestling team. I did not stay down long. I wished that I had gotten up and ran; ran as fast as I could and gotten far away. But it was my misfortune that Jess grabbed me again and pulled me to my feet.
Jess was now behind me, and one arm around my neck and the other pushing one of mine – painfully – up my back. I tried to twist out but he was much stronger and just hissed for me to be still.
I stopped struggling because the hiss was enforced by his increasing the painful pressure.
"YOU HAVE BEEN A VERY NAUGHTY LITTLE BOY! And naughty little boys get punished to teach them to behave properly."
What in blazes was he ranting about? Punished? Little boy? I found out soon. Much too soon.
"Open the little boy's pants, Sis." he said quietly. She smiled and proceeded to do exactly that. She actually did even more because she also yanked them down to my ankles. My underpants quickly followed.
"You're right, Jess. He's just a little boy." She was laughing. I don't know what she was expecting for my equipment is normal size. (OK, OK in the smaller range of normal and now shrunken because I was so damn scared.)
Jess moved and I totally obediently moved precisely as he wanted me to. He sat and pulled me over his lap just like I was a little kid and he was my disappointed father. "Naughty little boys get SPANKED!" he said. He proceeded to spank me like he was my furious dad. It was not only painful but embarrassing as hell.
Jess spanked hard and furiously. I was howling and kicking exactly like a little kid. I was begging him to stop but I had to quit doing that because I was bawling. I even kicked enough to lose my pants.
The horrid rain of spanks stopped just as suddenly as it had started although I was still crying. "Get the paddle, please, Niki." said Jess as if it was the most normal thing for a middle schooler to spank and paddle a high schooler. "He's due six pops." Yet, I could not move as he held me down. My tail was on fire. I was totally helpless.
She scurried off and returned right away. She did not bring the paddle. It was worse for she brought a hairbrush. An old-fashioned hairbrush with a wide heavy hardwood back that is traditionally a mother's favorite implement to spank naughty boys. I did not see it immediately, but Jess expressed surprised so that I knew.
"I can't use a hairbrush. That's what Mom uses." he said.
"I know that but I can! I'm entitled to some fun, er, retribution for his inappropriate behavior." she said sitting down, "Get the stinker over my lap."
Jess chuckled and easily got me over his sister's lap. Finally, I was close to her with my pants off and she was holding me and her hand even caressed my bare butt. Obviously, none of this was quite how I had dreamed of such things happening?
Nor was the WHACK and pain from her hard, heavy hairbrush when it stuck my already tenderized butt like a paddle. That whack was soon joined by its all too many cousins. She gave me a lot more than Jess's six pops.
My rear end was on fire!
"What a crybaby wuss he is. Jess, you never cried like this when Mom spanked you."
They ejected me from their house while I was still half naked. Fortunately, they threw my pants out also a few minutes later. I got dressed in the shadows and slunk home not wanting to be seen by anyone. Luckily, only I saw me in the mirror at home. It was obvious that I had been crying. My ass was glowing like the sun. I took a cold shower to try to ease the pain but I slept badly and, of course, prone.
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It was the next day that I learnt that all my friends knew that Niki had spanked me. Jess apparently had used my cell phone and sent pictures of his sister roasting my tail with the hairbrush to people in my address book. They sent it to people in her address book too and even uploaded it to my Facebook wall which, regrettably, I did not have password protected on my phone.
Monday brought new horrors for everyone at school had seen the pictures.
I was a laughing stock for ages.
© Copyright A.I.L. August 17, 2017
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