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Subject: Angela and her Brother 3/3 (m/f humil & spanking, F/f spanking)
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She quickly put herself over his lap and, as previously ordered and
twice demonstrated, she kept her legs apart. He was in heaven. At last
he was going to fulfill his dream. Angela's shame at placing herself at
his mercy was magnified. It was embarrassing to do this earlier but at
least she had the comfort of knowing it was just a demonstration. Now
he was actually going to strike and her only hope was that he would heed
his mother's injunction and not go overboard. As spankings go, it
wasn't too painful. He was true to his word. It was not more than a
dozen swats and none of them very hard but he found the experience much
more than just amusing.
This was a new experience for Angela also. It was like no other
spanking she had ever received. Rather than being a severe punishment
for misdeeds, she found that the slight sting of this unnecessary
spanking had the opposite effect. In a way her young mind couldn't
completely fathom, it re-ignited her earlier desire. When the first
part was over and she said, "Thank you. Please take my panties off and
spank me again."
He was tempted to increase her frustration by making her change places
so he could take them off as he had her outer pants but his desire to
spank her again was as strong as hers was to get it. He pulled them
down to her knees and a few gentle kicks of her legs sent them flying.
There was no appreciable increase in the force of his next dozen swats
but the feeling of his hand landing on bare skin was a significant
difference to both of them. He told her to stand while he rose from the
chair and she started to resume her former position. He stopped her and
said, "Lay on the bed. I don't want you falling on the floor and you
can raise yourself higher for me."
She appreciated his concern but wished he would hurry up and get around
to continuing what he started. He started at her ankles and ever so
slowly traced a line from each one to a point where his fingers would
meet in the middle. She was begging him to move faster and he
'punished' her for trying to direct the activity by moving in the
opposite direction until she stopped talking. It took three times
before she figured out what he wanted and she suffered(?) in silence as
he continued his journey at a snail's pace. She was holding her breath
and raising the target as high as she could when her shameful wish was
finally granted. There was nothing fake about her moans and sighs of
satisfaction as he used his fingers to assist in the visual exploration
he was limited to during her last visit. He graciously allowed her to
let go of her feet as long as she kept her legs wide open so he could
make periodic visits to the breasts and the two pointy nipples on top of
them with hands and teeth.
Her brain was a mass of confusion and her emotions were on a roller
coaster. She was desperately wanting to be taken to greater heights
while being shamed by his reminders that she was encouraging her younger
brother to touch her in the most intimate places. She was mortified and
aroused simultaneously. Every word he said burned in her ears and the
heat of them joined the heat of her last spanking and the increasing
heat in her whole body.
Kevin was privately embarrassed at his comment about her moving too much
earlier. His understanding of the female response to sexual contact was
increasing and he realized her earlier gyrations were her way of showing
the she liked what he was doing. He was having minor difficulties
keeping up with her as she humped and twisted and when she arched her
back and held his hands against her breasts in response to her first
orgasm he was momentarily surprised. Relying on the knowledge gained
from his magazines and drove her up and over that wall two more times.
He glanced at his watch and saw he didn't have much time left before Mom
arrived and he had developed a problem. As Angela was coming back to
earth she felt herself being rolled over and he lifted her waist so she
was on her knees. He moved them apart so she was still completely
exposed to him and he tied her T-shirt around her eyes. It wasn't as
good a blindfold as the dark scarf but it suited his purpose. He wanted
a little privacy while keeping her as a visual aid. Angela knew he was
masturbating somewhere behind her and soon discovered that he wanted
more than just a nude girl to look at. The ones in his magazines would
have been enough for that. It was more fun to watch Angela squirm in
shame and terror as he reminded her how she had begged her brother to
touch her and corrupted his youth like some cheap whore. It was fun to
watch her shake her head in a vain attempt to deny the charge but it was
really great to watch her wriggle her bottom in frightened anticipation
as he described how he could still see a few red marks from his
introductory spanking but they were nothing compared to what her bottom
was going to look like in a few minutes. Her moans were different now.
They weren't those of a girl in the throes of ecstasy but the sounds of
someone hearing how she was going to suffer while he was going to make
Mom proud of his ability to give Angela a real spanking. One to
remember for more than the few days it was going to take for the
recipient to sit comfortably. With one hand busy on himself he put the
other on her rear end as he went on to say, "You're going to think your
bottom is on fire by the time I'm done and that you've reached the limit
of the amount of pain you can take. Sorry big sister but that's just
the beginning. Next I get to watch Mom while she gets her turn at you
and we both know that's no picnic. Every scream and holler is going to
be music to my ears."
As he started ejaculating in to a tissue he gave that poor bottom a few
gentle pats and reveled in Angela's humiliation and fear. But the
absolute best of all was her total submissiveness as she whimpered but
otherwise accepted her fate and position. Position in this case refers
to her rank within the family, her brother's complete dominance over
her, the circumstances that led to her punishment, her impending
spankings and, of course, her physical posture. It was this last that
she tried to change when her mother knocked on the door but a sharp
command from Kevin prevented any modification. Her mother had seen
Angela nude on many occasions since that was her normal costume when she
was spanked but this was different. When the boys made her bend over
and open her legs last month her private parts were pointed towards them
and she had been spared the indignity of displaying herself in this
manner to Mom. Now there was nothing she could do except weep into her
makeshift blindfold as she waited for something to happen.
She twitched when she felt someone touch her bottom and heard her mother
say, "It's just a little red but I said you weren't to spank her too
hard. Of course, that restriction won't apply for her next spanking. I
expect to see you give her the kind of punishment she deserves."
She really didn't need to feel Angela's rear end to ascertain the extent
of Kevin's first spanking but it gave her the excuse to get close enough
for her eyes and nose to tell her that Angela had been very aroused and
probably had climaxed more than once. She remembered her own youth and
that as much as she hated it when she was given to her brothers, she
experienced some of the best orgasms of her life at their hands. To be
sure, once the main event arrived she was humiliated at her sexual
responses and the spankings were a sort of catharsis. She could see
Angela was already going through the humiliation part and knew she would
also find the spankings coming next to be of great benefit. She
remembered that they were not only a penance for her original
misbehavior but they cleansed her soul for the way she encouraged her
brothers in their pre-spanking activities. It was for that very reason
that she was going to make sure that the spankings Angela was going to
get were severe enough to accomplish both goals. And it was time to
start.
Angela was allowed to stand and remove the shirt from around her head.
She could not bring herself to look at her mother and since Kevin was
already seated she could keep her eyes down as she lay across his knees.
Her mother's prediction was right. She didn't want to be spanked but it
meant the end of her humiliation with Kevin and she couldn't get over
his lap fast enough. Unfortunately, she was a little too hasty and her
humiliation was far from being over. Mom chided, "You know better than
that. Ask for your spanking before you get into position for it and
that's enough of you trying to distract him. Keep those legs together.
He needs to concentrate of your bottom and not whatever you'd like him
to focus on. You seem to forget that this is a punishment and not some
sexy little game."
Her humiliation reached its peak as she regained her feet. She knew the
next time she attempted that simple act of standing it would be in
unbearable agony and only an interlude before another trip to hell. She
could barely speak as she said the required phrase, "Please spank my
bare bottom very hard and as long as you think is necessary for me to
learn my lesson."
He responded, "Don't worry Sis, I'll do my best."
He looked down at the rear end raised on his knees and smiled as his
favorite dream was realized. Angela and her snooty senior class friends
had made fun of him in school and now it was payback time. He had her
right where he wanted and her bare bottom was his to deal with as he
wished. Not just to gaze upon or give a few gentle practice spanks to
but quivering in wait for him to do his best (or worst if you think of
it from Angela's perspective). With a deep breath he slammed his hand
downward. The erotic feelings that accompanied her previous spanking
under his hand were nowhere to be found. From the very first swat he
was showing her and Mom that he meant business If anyone had any doubts
about his dedication towards punishing his sister they were quickly
erased. But that was all that happened quickly. He took his time as he
concentrated his first set on her reddening cheeks with a few seconds
between spanks so she could get the benefit of each one and not waste
his energy on a flurry that blended into one continuos pain. Granted,
that pain was somewhat more than a single swat but not as much as when
they were given individually. He was intent on making the most out of
the total experience for her.
Angela didn't appreciate his dedication but his mother did. Her heart
swelled with pride and she watched her son punish his sister. Her mind
went back to the days when it was her bottom getting necessary
discipline at her brothers' hands and she smiled. While she appreciated
Angela's predicament and understood her humiliation coupled with a
significant amount of pain, she had the benefit of maturity and the
realization that her ordeals had made her a better woman. In time
Angela would come to realize that these punishments were in her best
interests but at the moment the poor girl's mind and body were concerned
with the immediate events. Kevin was doing an outstanding job.
About five minutes later Mom said, "That's enough. Leave some for me.
Let her up now."
Before Angela could understand that her brother's spanking was over and
get off his lap he whined, "Aw Mom. I was just going to start on her
thighs. You always spank us there so we can't lean forward and take any
pressure off our bottom when we sit on a chair. Can't I get that part
of her warmed up for you?"
The girl attached to the thighs in question knew only too well what a
spanking there felt like and tried to rise but a stern female voice
stopped her. "Stay right where you are young lady. I had every
intention of attending to that detail myself but you're not the only one
who's here to learn something. Kevin, I'm pleased you remembered that.
You go right ahead and don't forget to get a few good slaps on the
inside too. You can only get to one side but it makes walking
uncomfortable too. I'm surprised you didn't mention that."
Kevin rose to the challenge. "I was saving that for when you spanked
her. I got the idea when she opened her legs over my lap. She can do
that again when you spank her and I'll stand in front of you. That way
we could both get to the insides of her thighs and make all the skin
that rubs together when she walks gets our full attention."
His suggestion was met with enthusiasm by the one on her feet and a
shudder of fear by the one on his lap. But first there was the rest of
his spanking to accomplish. He relished Angela's quiet sobs. She had
been crying pretty steadily by the end of his attack on her bottom and
that was still stinging smartly as she waited for his hand to bring new
territory to a similar state. The present delay was because he was
basking in glory and rubbing the bright red cheeks. "You know Mom, I
think I did a pretty good job if I do say so myself. I'll bet she
learns how to behave when you add to my foundation."
The older woman smiled, "I'll bet she's already learned a lot. Haven't
you dear?"
An answer was required but Angela could only nod. Her next nod was
accompanied by fresh sobbing. The question that led to that response
was, "Aren't you glad you have a brother who's so concerned about you
he's willing to go that extra mile in disciplining you?"
On a signal from his mother, Kevin began his treatment of the hitherto
unscathed skin from the back of her cute feminine knees to the red
plateau directly facing the ceiling. Angela was getting hoarse but
couldn't help expressing her opinion of her brother's expertise. She
had a little voice remaining when he stopped but it was not going to
last long. Everything up to this point was nothing more than
preliminaries. The few moments it took for her to gather her clothes
and carry them to her room was the only respite before she was face down
again. Her mother's spankings had always been fearful things. The last
one was with a hairbrush only one humiliating hour after the traditional
hand spanking. This time there she didn't need any other implement.
Her hand was going to be quite sufficient to finish the job so soon
after Kevin's energetic preparations.
Angela hopes to get her last spanking alone with her mother were dashed
when, as Kevin had hoped, he was present to watch, learn and help his
mother in his new innovation in spanking. Alas for sweet Angela, he was
not the only brother in the room. Michael had been invited to join them
and spank his big sister also. He didn't have the strength of the
others but her rear end was so sore that even his otherwise ineffectual
slaps generated a pained response. Not to mention the fact that it was
her baby brother spanking his naked sister while she lay over her
mother's lap. He was delighted to help before being sent back to his
room giggling gleefully while Angela's sobs were more commensurate with
her embarrassment than any physical pain from the youngster's tiny hand.
The time had arrived for some serious spanking and with grim
determination, the matronly hand came crashing down. Kevin was strong
but the years of experience behind that hand proved that the subtle
nuances of spanking can be much worse than brute force. For the next
fifteen minutes she concentrated on helping Angela get the most out of
the experience while giving advice to Kevin. "Next time you spank her
don't spend so much time on her bottom before beginning on her thighs.
Spread your spanks apart and bring her to a uniform color and level of
pain. See how I'm giving her a few here, a few there, and then on this
area. That gives her skin a chance to recover enough to better
appreciate the return visits."
Kevin was an eager student and gave the right responses. "Wow, I see
what you mean.", "That's a great idea.", "I can see that I have a lot to
learn but you're a great teacher.", and so on.
Angela, on the other hand, was barely aware of this conversation after
hearing the reference to the next time Kevin spanked her. Her heart
fell with the knowledge that her mother's words were true. Even as her
body was suffering more and more she knew it wasn't going to be her last
spanking and that Kevin would have the chance to practice the lesson he
was receiving. Eventually the reality of the present spanking
overpowered her ability to think of any future ones. Her befuddled
brain was busy regretting every sin she ever committed, thought about
committing or heard about someone else committing.
When the main spanking was declared complete Mom and Kevin had to wait a
full five minutes for Angela to regain some semblance of control over
her sobbing and for her fingers to relinquish their death grip on the
chair legs. They wanted her to be fully aware of the next phase of her
punishment. Of course, it started with renewing her humiliation.
Her mother spoke. "I hope you've learned your lesson young lady.
Unfortunately for you, it's not over yet. I know that Kevin had you
pose in some fairly humiliating and very revealing positions. That was
to be expected but I'm not so sure they were as humiliating as they were
supposed to be. I saw the way you put yourself on the bed when I came
in and assumed that was the way he wanted you. What I didn't expect was
you acting like a tramp and giving him another clear view of your
private parts when it was time to get spanked. It's lucky he wasn't
distracted from his duty and it's suitable that your display gave him
the idea of both of us using your desire to open your legs for him as an
additional way to punish you. I like his suggestion but I'm going to
modify it. There's really not enough room for you to open yourself
while you're on my lap so get up and pile your pillows on the edge of
your bed."
Angela brain wasn't up to full functionality regarding anything other
than her agony. Perhaps it was an unconscious defense mechanism but she
didn't remember the details of her brother's idea except that she didn't
like it when she heard it. Nevertheless, she struggled to her feet.
Every motion reminded her of somewhere his or her hands had landed and
piling the pillows didn't portend to be the lead-in to anything
pleasant. The command to lie face down over them was no surprise but
when they pulled her feet wide apart she remembered exactly what Kevin's
helpful suggestion was but by then it was too late to do anything about
it. (Not that she could've done anything to prevent anyway.) The first
hard swat to the inside of one thigh confirmed it. Another well swung
hand landed on the opposite leg and after a dozen on each side they
stopped. Angela was only momentarily relieved that it was over until
she heard Kevin's enhancement.
He said, "You know Mom, we could get a much better swing and make a
better impression on her if she was on her back and holding her legs up
and open for us. The only thing is that's a pretty obscene position and
you might be embarrassed to see her like that."
His partner in punishment said, "That's a wonderful idea and Thank You
for being so considerate of my feelings. Since we're not going to spank
her bottom she can put her panties back on first. Get up dear."
It's always a relief to get out of a vulnerable position but not when
it's only to move into a more defenseless one. Just as Kevin was the
one to take her panties off, he was the one to put them back on and her
complaints that he was scraping the waistband and leg holes over her
recently punished skin got her no sympathy at all.
She was very familiar with her next position. Kevin had made her lie
like this on her first visit and again numerous times during the last
hour but that was just for humiliation and now she was forced to hold
herself open to further punishment. And what a punishment it was.
Agony beyond imagining and beyond endurance for the young girl. It
required a few of Angela's stockings to tie her ankles to the bed posts
and to keep her hands out of the way so they could have the full access
they needed to do the job right.
When it was over they untied her and Kevin left the room. In spite of
the terrible pain and humiliation her mother had inflicted on her she
was comforted by the maternal arms. She asked if her mother's
punishments with her uncles was as bad as what Angela had just endured.
With a gentle pat on her daughter's head Mom said, "Yes and sometimes
worse but you really can't compare them. They were all different and
all horrible but that's the way they were supposed to be. You'll
remember tonight with Kevin for a long time and you'll probably have at
least one or two more sessions with him before you're all grown up.
You're lucky in one respect. It's impossible for a young man to have a
pretty girl like you doing the things he made you do without getting
aroused. At least he emptied himself into the tissue I saw in the
wastebasket. It still embarrasses me to admit that your uncles used my
mouth as the receptacle for their ejaculations so you see, things could
be worse. You can leave your panties on but the rest of the clothes
stay off when you do your homework. You can go to the bathroom but be
downstairs in five minutes or I'll schedule a repeat performance for
tomorrow night."
Unfortunately for Angela, she wasn't the only one that needed to use the
bathroom. Kevin was returning from there as he passed her room and
smiled as he heard the new suggestion on using his sister for his sexual
pleasure and it added to his anticipation of the next time he had her in
his control. He smiled as his evil mind started concocting traps that
would lead to Angela's downfall and insure that there were many 'next
times'.
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