By Robin

Robin's version of her and my annual spanking.



Long as I can remember every year on our birthdays my brothers
would give my sister and me a birthday spanking. For a couple of
years they just did Louetta but latter they did us both. Most
times they did us together since our birthdays were only a few
days apart. The spankings weren't usually that hard, although my
sister's was harder, but they would give us two strokes for each
year to drag it out a little. Plus we were spanked while we were
stark naked. I could understand why we had to have bare bottoms
but not why we had to be stripped totally naked. As I got older I
disliked the stripping more and more but it was only my brothers
so it really didn't matter. Early on they saw me naked a lot.
Later less and less but I wasn't very careful about it anyway.

Up til this year we were always spanked in the house. It was
noisy, we yelled a lot and so did my three brothers, though for
different reasons so it was best done where we had lots of
privacy. Plus the fact that we were naked. But a few days before,
Ricky, my youngest brother, told me it would be done outdoors
down by the river. So I wasn't shocked when one day when we were
walking along the trail in the woods Louetta and I were set upon.
What did shock me was that it wasn't just my brothers, there were
a bunch of other boys there too. They had ropes with them and in
an instant my wrists were tied behind my back and my ankles were
tied with a rope long enough to let me walk but not to run away.
They took our stuff and also took our shoes and socks off.

I didn't expect the other boys. Latter I learned they wanted to
see Louetta stripped naked, not just really so they could see her
nude, but also to touch her naked body and to see her suffer the
pain and indignity of being bent over and spanked. The only
problem for me was it seemed they were going to see me naked too
and touch me and see see me bent over and spanked. I didn't want
that. I didn't want to be naked in front of anyone, except maybe
my sister. Maybe my brothers and I guess my Dad but not a bunch
of my brothers' school friends.

So when they tied me up and took off my sneakers and socks I put
up the best fight I could. Then they pretty much dragged me down
to the riverbed where we were going to be stripped and spanked.
They tied up Louetta on the ground, still with all her clothes
on. I was going to be first so I was dragged to where they had a
piece of fencing over which we'd be tied to hold us still for our
spanking.

Then they started to take my clothes off. All I had on was a
tee-shirt and a pair of shorts and my panties. It wasn't going to
take long. I pleaded but it did no good. While some of the boys
held me another boy started to pull up my tee-shirt. I think he
deliberately took his time. First my tummy was bare, my belly
button and then up to just below my boobies. It was only half way
through June so I didn't have much of a tan yet but my boobies
and my bum were noticeaby whiter than the rest of me, except for
the area just above my little pussy.

Then he started to pull my shirt up to show my little pink
nipples. He kind of played peek-a-boo with me but soon it was up
far enough so they all could see my bare chest. Then the shirt
went over my head and I was completely bare down to my waist.

I was mortified. Except for my family and whoever might have seen
me topless at camp, no one had ever seen this much of me except
two boyfriends I had shown everything I had to. They started to
feel me up, everything above my waist. I hollared and I screamed
but just about all of them took a turn and felt my snow white
boobies, pinching my little pink nipples, running their hands
down over my bare tummy to the top of my shorts and sticking
their hands down there too.

Now to get my tee-shirt all the way off me they pulled it down to
my wrists which were still tied together. Then they tied my
elbows together and untied my wrists so they could get the
tee-shirt off. Next would be my shorts. That was quick work, they
just pulled them down to my ankles. I was totally naked except
for my white cotton panties. I was acutely aware of my bare white
titties, my little pink nipples, my belly button, my smooth tummy
leading down to the top of my panties and below that, we all
knew, lay my tender, pink pussy.

Now the worst part started. I struggled but they held me tight.
They drew lots and one boy I knew from school was chosen to take
my panties down. Slowly he slipped his fingers in under the
waistband and gently started to lower them. He put his hands in
the back and felt the softness of my bare bum underneath my
panties. Then he started to finger my bum hole. I cried all the
way through it but it did no good. Then he slowly pulled my
panties down in back to bare my little white bum.

I thought I had a nice bum. It was soft and kind of full and snow
white. It filled my panties nicely, when I had panties on but now
I didn't, at least in back. Now tears filled my eyes. They were
going to get me completely nude in a minute. Every precious
little inch of me would be offered to them.

Then he put his fingers inside my waistband in the front, inches
from my pussy. I was shaking now. Trembling. I closed my eyes. I
felt the waistband of my panties pull away from me in front and
on both sides and begin to slide down. It went over my hips and
bared the snow white little delta an inch above my girlhood. Then
with a jerk my panties were down over my thighs and a cheer went
up when my the thin pink slit of my pussy came into full view.

Every inch of me was bare. I struggled trying to get away but the
wiggling of my bare ass and the wanton movement of my pussy and
my thighs only made me a more tempting sight for them. Then in an
instant my panties were down my legs to my ankles. They untied my
ankles to get my shorts and panties all the way off. For a few
seconds in the excitement I broke away and ran naked as I was but
they caught me and retied my ankles.

Now, for half an hour each of them knew the fullness of my bare
body. My mouth, my titties, tummy, my bare bum, my soft white
thighs and finally my virgin little pussy. They spread my rose
petal lips with their fingers and pushed one or two inside me.
Then a few of them bent me over and forced a finger up my bottom
hole. Before they were down they had enjoyed every helpless inch
of me.

After what seemed like an eternity they led my no longer perfect
virgin little body to what they called the hurdle. The thing they
would tie me to to spank me. They bound my wrists together, my
elbows already being tied. Then they took a long length of rope
and wrapped it around my chest tightly to bind my titties across
my nipples.

They put a pussy rope on me, unt rope on me, tieing a rope around
my waist and running another rope from that rope at the top of my
bum in between my bum cheeks and in between my legs so the rope
went between my pussy lips. Then they pulled the rope up as tight
as it would go and looped it around the rope around my waist.
Then back through my legs through my pussy slit, between my ass
cheeks and around my waist rope in back. Then several times more.

Then they untied my ankles and got me on my knees then they bent
me over the hurdle and while two boys tied my ankles wide on
either side two more bound my waist to the top piece. If not for
the pussy rope they would have had a good view of my bottom hole
and my rose petal lips so in a way I was glad of it even though
it hurt me so. Then, after a suitable interval so they could get
settled, they started to spank me. Two blows for every year of my
young life with a switch.

The spanking was really a whipping. My brother did some warm-up
strokes, light strokes to me her ready. Then he started for real.
He hit me as hard as he could and I suffered terribly. It got
worse with each stroke. First one across mostly my left bum
cheek. Then another on the right. I struggled to get loose but it
was no use. Each time he did two fairly close together then
waited. The second pair was across both of my bare white ass
cheeks. Two more and I screamed. I pleaded for him to stop but it
was no use. Two more and I just cried. Now he went in singles.
One more. Still another and screams and more tears. Now no more
struggles. The pain had won out and all I could do was cry. It
was hideous. How could my brother do this to me.

He gave me a minute. My bare ass was on fire and I twisted
wantonly in between strokes. Then he continued. One more hard one
and I cried more and more. Another and my struggles ended. I had
been broken. Another. Then another and he was done. They left me
there for awhile and then untied me. They let me hide my nudity
with my hands but would not let me get dressed.

Then they went ahead with Louetta. They stripped her as naked as
I had been and whipped her much worse than they had whipped me. I
tried to stop them but I was too little of course and was all
alone and still nude. They took my panties from where they kept
them and shoved them in my sister's mouth so she couldn't scream.
They tied me so I wouldn't get in the way. Then they went on
whipping her. Soon her bare bum began to bleed.

When they were done they untied me and I untied Louetta. Then we
realized the guys were gone. We were both still stark naked.
Louetta took me and hugged me and after a little I felt better.
We got dressed. When I put on my panties they felt wet from where
Louetta had had them in her mouth. Then we walked home.

Later we stripped naked again and got in the shower together. I
was confused about whether I was still a virgin. Louetta told me
that a boy sticking his fingers up you against your will didn't
count. We washed each other. Every bit. She let me see her and
touch her wherever I wanted for as long as I wanted. I lay down
nude on her bed and she gave me a massage for about an hour. My
Dad looked in and we just kept on and let him see us stark naked.
I felt warm inside and I treasure the memory.

louetta_keene@yahoo.com




  
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