Scott Versus the Farm Girls 
by Masked Man

Copyright 2005 by Masked Man, all rights reserved.

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY.  It contains
depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are
not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or
if such material does not appeal to you, do not read
further, and do not save this story.

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Editor's note: English is not Masked Man's native language. 
To retain the flavor of his style and avoid possibly
changing any of his meaning, it is being presented here as
originally submitted.  I believe that despite the non-
standard syntax, readers will encounter little, if any,
difficulty in comprehension.         

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The author does not believe in spanking and corporal
punishment in general.  This story is not intended to
advocate or promote corporal punishment or any kind of
physical or sexual abuse of children.

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Scott Versus the Farm Girls
by Masked Man

The beginning 

Hello, let me tell you about my childhood; my name is Scott,
this is a picture of me when I was 12; not big and I still
looked "childish", people could swear I was still 11 or 10;
but must adults treated me well, maybe because I was a good
looking kid as you can see even if it's bad to me to say it. 

Sadly my parents died when I was 10, I spent one year with
my beloved grandfather. I must admit sometimes I was a bit
arrogant and argumentative at that age with some adults, but
I never considered myself a brat, I was clean, very cautious
of my image and excellent student, I was even a grade
forward my grade of studies; maybe for that I was
argumentative; I knew I was clever and often I was right.

Besides since my parents died, many of my dad's counselors
came to visit me; my dad had 2 factories and owned several
terrains; they were honest and designed and monitored by my
grandpa, they consulted me often, off course not to take
decisions, just to tell me how things were going and I
didn't understand a thing; but they looked as important men
and they talked me respectfully, a real courtesy because I
was a minor; and I felt important so I tried to use elegant
outfit and later I tried to look good all time.

The only counselor that made me feel uncomfortable was Mr.
Flanagan; one day after the meeting we argued about the
founder of a car company; the discussion increased "listen
kid I'm an expert in cars since you were in diapers," but we
checked and I was right! I felt he always was resentful with
me for that. More over he always had a strange sight over
me, not anger sometimes he didn't removed his eyes from me,
from my face or from my body, he tried to be subtle but I
could note that easily.

Trouble arise

My grandpa needed a surgery, and sadly he had complications;
nothing mortal but he will be in hospital long time and he
was sleepy and with drugs almost all time. I spent a couple
of days alone in the house and later around one week with
one friendly counselor. I didn't know then that without my
grandpa Mr. Flanagan was gaining each time more power.

One day the counselors came and told I can't live alone,
that the counselor taking care on me is not a permanent
solution, so they must search a guardian for me; the
responsible of the decision of who will be the guardian will
be Mr. Flanagan's choice, that pissed me but there was
nothing I could do. I suggested some relatives I had in
Europe, but he didn't seem interested in my suggestion. I
was shocked when he mentioned that my Aunt Henrietta was the
choice.

Why her?! She lived in a farm far from everything!! I didn't
know too much of her, only that she was very different from
my liberal city parents. I didn't want to live in the
country; besides she and my parents didn't get along well as
I knew.

I protested a lot but it was useless; Mr. Flanagan
personally took me to her, by airplane and taxi, I also had
to stand his obnoxious daughter Pam who was 9, I just didn't
pay her attention and I guess she was pissed for that, but I
didn't care.

IN THE FARM

I remember Aunt Henrietta big when I was younger, but at 12
she still looked big, fat and strong!! Without men in home
she made alone a lot of the hard work in the farm.

After the introductions Mr. Flanagan told to my Aunt that I
didn't want to come and I was an argumentative boy. I was
red as a tomato and really embarrassed, he left me
speechless. Aunt told "oh don't worry he should be scared to
be here he is still young, and if he is argumentative that
might change now that I'm in charge, here kids are raised
with values and not as the punk brats in the city, "

I was starting to feel pissed so I left them to place my
things inside the house, Aunt Henrietta ordered to her
nieces to guide me to my room, they were Sammy of 10 years
and Claude has my same age.

I didn't talk too much until the next day; I was in the
country but I tried to keep the same outfit to show that I
was a 'sophisticated' city kid. I tried to pass some time
with the girls but Sammy was very obnoxious, an angel in
front of my aunt but very bratty when my aunt turned back;
she giggled often and I found since the beginning that
girlish shrill laugh extremely annoying. While Claude was a
very arrogant and unpleasant young girl that pretended to be
a 'woman' at her 12, but still had dolls and girl's stuff
and she was very immature in my opinion.

Later a boy around 9 called Joey came to our house to bring
some medicine for my aunt, my aunt made him wait for money
to his mom while I and the girls stayed in the main room. He
looked naïve, nervy and a bit uncomfortable in the house, so
I moved in front of him to introduce myself:

"Hello my name is Scott"

"My name is Joey; you live here now?"


I nodded and the boy looked at me very surprised and with
curiosity, I remained silent.

"Joey stayed with us around a month," Told Claude

"Yes and how it was Joey?" I asked, he blushed and remained
silent.

"Hihihi, he liked to be spanked a lot" told Sammy with a
giggle and Joey blushed as a strawberry. "He has a nice butt
and I also saw his pp" Continued Sammy bragging with a smirk
and for Joey's total embarrassment, and after a few seconds
of teasing the ashamed Joey with the sight Sammy turned her
attention to me:

"And do you have a nice butt Scott?" Surprised I blushed and
replied to her a bit annoyed "I don't know and it's not your
business!"

She smirked "I will see that when Auntie spanks you"

"I will not be spanked dummy; I'm older, besides my parents
never spanked me"

Joey and Sammy looked confused and feeling something wrong,
Sammy looked at her older sister like asking her with her
eyes "Is this truth sis?"

Claude told with arrogant tone as if she was an expert
"mmmm, maybe yes,,,but,,,maybe not we will see that,,," she
looked at me serious and like thinking fast.

"Maybe I will be the one looking your butt and spanked?" I
told a bit anger to the little obnoxious Sammy

"Are you crazy?! I'm a girl, girls are not spanked they are
more delicate and mature than boys, spank is a boys'
punishment that's what auntie says,,," Sammy told pretending
to sound serious, it looked that her aunt repeated those
words often.

"I don't know what are you talking about but I will not be
spanked and far less in front of any of you,,,"

Claude interrupted me: "And why not? Why do you think that
you are so special? For my you are just an arrogant city kid
that pretends to be above us just for wearing supposed
'cool' clothes,,,"

I replied very pissed: "That's better than a backwards dumb
peasant girl as you,,,"

Suddenly we remained silent as we heard Aunt Henrietta came
back with the money for Joey's mom. We didn't touch the
subject the next couple of days and that afternoon I had a
conversation with my Aunt.

She told me that she was spank believer and she was warned
by Mr. Flanagan that I was a spoiled boy (off course that
guy hated me!!) she knew that my parents didn't believe in
spank and she wanted respect their decisions, but now she
had the duty of raising me. So we made a deal, she made some
general rules that I had to follow and broken them would
mean a spank, and those rules looked very reasonable to me
so I concluded that I will follow them easily, I would not
be spanked and everyone happy.

BITTING THE BAIT

I still found both girls annoying, but the next couple of
days I tried to be nice with them, after all we would live
together some time; but I felt that it will be not so easy,
Claude and I had totally antipathy and we hated each other,
and I always found Sammy as a very obnoxious brat. Aunt
Henrietta sometimes looked annoyed with me; I still think
that maybe the girls heated her head telling her lies about
me; I felt our relationship was starting to become a bit
tense but I still had hope that will pass.

One afternoon I saw the little Sammy like crying some steps
far from the pigs' fence. Actually she only was making like
crying noises with her hands over her face but her cheeks
were dry and her face was not red. 

"Buuu! Sally my doll, is in the other side of the fence,
buuu! Please cousin bring it to me,,, buuu!" she told and I
in my 'being good' policy tried to help.

I lend my arm and my body to reach the doll but it was too
far,,, Sammy stopped crying and told me a bit bossy "closer,
closer! Don't be such a chicken the fence is strong and it
can stand your body" So I tried to lend more and using the
fence as support,,, 

But suddenly I heard Sammy giggle and she pushed me,,,

CRASH ,,,.CRANK, CRANK, CRANK

I managed to maneuver to not fall in the mood, but a part of
the fence was broken, I saw a little pig running toward me
and a bit scared and confused I evaded him and allowed it to
cross the fence,,, and the next thing I knew is hearing my
aunt's voice:

"What's going on here?!"

From nowhere I saw Claude and my aunt appearing from
different directions; I was dying of shame!! It took us some
time to chase the pig, to put it inside and to make a
provisional repair in the fence. 

"OUCH!" My aunt took me from my ear and guided me to the
house followed by the 2 girls.

"You know one of the major rules was to not destroy or
damage the farm's infrastructure, I really want to hear a
good explanation or you will receive a 'good one' this time;
I already had stand you a lot the past days" I didn't know
what she was talking about with her last sentence.

I was very scared. I didn't want to be spanked and far less
for something that was not my fault. Trembling and a bit
nervy I told: "Auntie it was not my fault,,, I was trying to
help Sammy to recover her doll,,, and,,, and suddenly she
pushed me aunty,,,"

"He is lying auntie, he started to tease me taking my doll
and not giving it me, he threw it to the fence and then I
menaced to tell on him to you; he got scared, tried to
recover the doll and PUM!!"

"She is lying auntie,,, she is lying!!" It was Sammy's word
against mine, I felt desperate because I knew my Aunt was
over protective with the little Sammy, but I felt for a
moment that she saw sincerity in my desperate eyes and she
doubted a lot,,, until her 'trusty and mature' Claude,
making up an hypocrite dumb serious face, told:

"It is truth Auntie; I saw Scott from a bit far teasing
Sammy and throwing the doll, I tried to interfere but when I
came closer it was too late,,,"

Sammy smirked triumphant, I was totally lost now ",,,.they
Are lying, THEY ARE LYING!!,,," I screamed very scared and
frustrated while I stomped my feet in the floor a couple of
times, I looked like a 5 yo kid making a tantrum adding more
'Show' to the girls. 
 
"OUCH!!" Suddenly I was interrupted by my aunt's hand
pulling this time harder my ear again.

BAH!! CITY KIDS!!

"Siiilence little gentleman" She told sever and continued
"you just broke the record in the bigger number of faults
broken in a single action, bullying your little cousin,
damaging the farm, messing with the animals, lie,,,"

"Ouch, ouch" 

She took from a drawer in the main room a big and heavy
hairbrush and then guided me to a big chair, still with one
hand in my ear pulling so hard that I was walking as
ballerina and giving me a painful smack over my pants from
time to time, I tried to cover but she always found an
unprotected point.

"OUCH, OUCH"

Meanwhile the little Sammy was very amused and told
giggling, moving her open hand from side to side"

"hihihi!! Spanked, now the naughty Scott will be spanked,
and we will see him crying and with a red butt!!"

"Unzip your pants!! Now!"

"No auntie, don't do it bare please" 

Grinning Claude replied with a mocking tone: "He seems to be
a shy boy auntie"

"He better should be shy for doing naughty things. I told
unzip your pants now!!" The hair brush landed painfully over
my upper thighs

I told with a very soft and begging voice: "Aunty, please
don't do it in front of them, Auntie,,,ouch" 

"If you were not shy to break the fence, and to lie in front
of the girls then you have no right to be shy in receiving
your punishment also in front of them" 
 
"OUCH, OUCH, OUCH" She gave me a few more hits with the hair
brush; I yield and unzipped my pants.

My aunt placed my over her knees, held my wrists over my
back strongly with one hand securing well my arms.

I was very pissed, I was pressing with strength my teeth,
and I wanted to hide my anger and frustration. Then
carefully my aunt pulled back my pants and underwear, I
could feel the fresh hair of the room over my buttocks,,,
Sammy giggled:

"hihi,,,What a couple of milky cheeks he has!!"

Claude followed with other giggle "Yes, City
kids!!,,,haha,,, But I feel his milky butt soon will be
tanned and not for the sun,,,,,,,,, Wait auntie,,,"

Claude approached to me with a subtle but clear smirk. She
moved my t-shirt and under shirt up discovering my back and
then slowly sliced down my pants and underwear to the level
of my ankles, leaving my body almost naked, how I hated the
feeling of my clothes slicing and Claude's touch!!

"Smack" Claude gave me a light teasing smack over my bare
butt while she giggled "Naughty Scott, I knew that sooner or
later you would get it haha". That followed by a Sammy's
loud girlish laugh. Then Claude retired few steps back to
sit with Sammy. I never felt so powerless with that anger
and feeling of unfairness.

 "SPANK", "OUCH!" My thoughts suddenly were interrupted, a
very painful smack from my aunts landed on my butt, I
screamed I was not ready for something so painful, it hurt a
lot more over my bare skin, and that was followed by a
giggle from both girls. 

"SPANK, SPANK, ouch, SPANK, SPANK, ouch SPANK, OUCH, SPANK,
SPANK, OUCH,,,"

I pressed my teeth with all my might; I didn't want to
scream, but I couldn't help to start to make very light pain
"ouchs" and they were increasing as the pain was increasing.
Suddenly I started to feel desperate and to beg while my
aunt continued landing the hairbrush:

"Auntie please, stop, it is enough"

"You did what the girls told me?"
 
"Auntie please stop, really I didn't"

"Oh! you didn't?"

"No auntie"

"Really you didn't?"

"Noooo, really,,,ouch,,,"

"Really?!"

"Yeeees, Yes auntie I did it!! Please stop now I can't
anymore!!"

"I decide when it's enough, and actually just now you
confessed so we are just beginning,,,"

"No auntie, please stop,,,"

I really was trying to not cry, but now I was feeling
desperate, I felt I couldn't anymore and she continued, and
with those words that 'the punishment just began' I was very
scared now,,, I started to sob and I could hear clearly
Sammy's annoying giggle, while I begged:

"Auntie,,,auntie"

I tried to gain freedom but my arms were firmly secured over
my back with my aunt's strong hand. I squirmed and started
to move my legs desperate. Looking that Claude stand up and
walked in front of my legs and she placed her foot over my
fallen pants and underwear securing with them my ankles and
stopping my legs movement. Then, Claude crouched and started
to rub with her cold hands from my calves to my lower thighs
and knees, I was in such pain that I barely could hear
Claude's mocking hypocrite motherly tone:

"It's alright honey, it's for your own well, you were a
naughty boy, and naughty boys are spanked, auntie will not
finish until turning this naughty boy in a harmless crying
baby,,,"

That gave strength to try to stand it, but not much, just a
couple of more hairbrush hits and I was crying a bit louder
this time. Sammy stand up and looked to me I hated so much
Sammy next giggle and words than I still can remember them
well:

"Hihihi, hey Scooott, Scoott, who has the apple butt now and
is crying?"

Then, the little Sammy walked to my head's side. I tried to
hide my tearful face under the chair, but she had the daring
to place one hand under my chin, and with the other pushed
my forehead forcing me to be face to face to her. She
giggled constantly amused with the "funny" painful faces I
was doing and my red tearful look, while I had to see her
smirk all the time.

I begged crying harder and harder, but my aunt ignored me
and I only added more amuse to the girls, I didn't count the
smacks but I thought it would be forever,,, I never cried so
much before in my life, I don't think that even as a baby; I
moved from a loud cry with begs, to screams senseless
screams, finally I couldn't even talk, the screams were
reduced I was so tired and still crying a lot that when I
tried to talk I only could babble. My aunt reduced me to a
toddler!!

Sammy told: "I think he is broken now auntie, please spank
him more,,,hihi.."

Claude was still caressing my ankles and upper thighs "awww
poor baby, city kids!! Even Joey can stand more and he cries
less loud."

When she finished I couldn't stop crying. She placed her
strong arm under my armpits surrounding my chest and lifted
me, carrying me with her arm around me chest when she stand
in the room, my legs were hanging and I surely looked as a
doll. Sammy immediately moved in front of me to see, but I
have a strong desire to calm down the 'fire' I was feeling
in my butt, so I was rubbing my buttocks totally unable to
cover.

"Hey Scooott, I'm looking you, hihihi"

Meanwhile Aunt Henrietta was giving instructions to Claude,
Sammy remained there and my aunt carried me upstairs to my
room, still crying and rubbing my butt, with Claude
following us.

My aunt placed me over my bed. I barely could move. Claude,
with little help of my aunt, totally stripped me, and babied
me, tickling my belly from time to time in a mocking way in
the process:

"awwww poor baby, that happens to you for being naughty, but
Auntie Henrietta and mommy Claude will take care of you,"

I was oiled and totally dress in my underwear and pajama by
my aunt and Claude as if I was a toddler.

My aunt gone out of the room first remaining Claude alone
with me for a moment; and before to go, Claude got close to
me head and whispered to my ear:

"That will teach us to respect us city brat; you see how I
ended being your 'mommy', and it's just the first lesson; if
you want to avoid this spankings you must be as a tamed
'puppy' with us, I will be sure that my aunt give you a
spank from time to time anyway as a reminder. And you cry as
a girl by the way and I loved to hear you. Bye my baby"


She gave me a 'motherly' kiss in my forehead and gone
leaving me crying long time before I could sleep.


The end