Spanking.

Chapter One: Bad Girl In Walmart.

Name: Emily.

Who spanks: Emily's brother, Sam.

Why: Tantrum in Walmart.

Age: Emily: 13, Sam: 17

Spanked with: Warm-up: Shoe, Real Spanking: Belt

Here you go!! Xoxox ~Jess

Emily's POV

"Emily, stop it!" Sam said pulling me from the Lego section. "But Saaam!! I wanna get a City set!!" I exclaim, loudly. "No Emily!" Sam says. "BUT SAM I WANT IT!!" I scream, and a ton of shoppers stare at us. "You're in so much trouble when we get home, Missy." Sam says. Oh no!!! He only calls me Missy when I'm getting... SPANKED?!? Argh! Soon Sam finishes getting everything we need and he grabs my arm roughly, drags me into the car, and drives home. "My room, the corner. Bare. Think about what you did." Sam says. I run into his room and get naked waist down. I think and hope it's with a brush. Soon Sam comes in, "Sam, I'm so-" I say, and get cut off, by Sam. "You know you're supposed to think until I tell you." Sam says, sternly. "Yes, sir!" I exclaim. "Over my lap, Missy." Sam says and I go over his lap. "I'm using the shoe for warm-up and belt for real spanking." Sam says. I start crying. I hear Sam take off his shoe. "You" WHACK "do" WHACK "not" WHACK "throw" WHACK "tantrums" WHACK "in" WHACK "public" WHACK! Sam rubs my butt and says "I don't think it's warm enough, Missy." He says, an I know he's smirking. By that he means, it won't bruise, which is what he wants. "I'm giving you 20 more, Emily. At least with the shoe." Sam says. WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK WHACK!!! "Count the last ten, Missy." Sam says. "Yessir!" WHACK! "O-o-one!" WHACK WHACK "Two, three!" WHACK WHACK WHACK "Four, five, six!!" WHACK "OWWWWW SEVEN!!" "3 more Missy." Sam says. WHACK WHACK!! "Eight, nine!!" Sam bends me over hid bed and WHACK, hits it hard. "OWWWWWWW TEN!!" "For yelling and whining, you get the soap in your mouth during corner time." He says sticking soap in my mouth. I stand in the corner and 5 minutes later Sam pulls me over his bed. He so spanks me 100 times with the belt. By the end, I'm crying and my bum is bruised. He repeats saying "it's ok, you're forgiven." To my murmered apologies. I drift into dreamland.....

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Heyyyyyyyyyy! That was my first writing thing other than school stuff!! And texts!! Byeee! ~Jess