The Foreign Exchange Student

My First Real Spanking

We get home and we're talk to sit and wait in the living room. I sit beside Taylor on the couch, my head still spinning from the drunk sensation. I can hear murmurs coming from upstairs as Ron explains the situation to Kristie. Ron sounded pretty upset, and Kristie tries to calm him down.

A few minutes go by before I hear Ron call. "Girls. Come upstairs."

We both get up and walk upstairs. Adam's door is closed, and with how late it is I assume he's asleep. We're both called into Taylor's bedroom, where Ron and Kristie were waiting for us. We stand side by side as we await our punishment.

"I'm very disappointed in the two of you." Ron says. "You both should have known better. Especially you Taylor. You knew going to this party we wanted you to look out for Lily, and instead you give in and start drinking illegally, and I'm sure you probably encouraged her too, didn't you?"

She lowers her head. "Yes."

"Shame on you." He looks at me. "Lily, if you know something is wrong or you're being encouraged to do something you know is wrong, you shouldn't give in to it. Next time, tell Taylor and tell her to call us so we can pick you up. Alcohol makes you make bad decisions. Who knows what would've happened if I hadn't shown up at the time I did."

I lower my head too, fidgeting with my fingers. "I'm sorry Mr. Ron, and Mrs. Kristie."

He looks at us. "Well, I had a talk with your mom, and we decided it's only right if you both get punished with a spanking for your bad actions.

Taylor's head shoots up. "What?! You can't spank Lily! She's not your kid!"

"Yes, but for the time being we're her legal guardians, and we make the decision on what's right and wrong for her. I'm sure if her own parents caught her doing this they'd think the same thing."

I think about it. Would my parents have spanked me?

"I'm sorry dad! Please don't spank us!" Taylor says.

"It's already been decided so stop trying to fight it, before you make it worse." Ron tells her and it instantly shuts her up.

He sits down on the edge of her bed. "Alright, you're first Taylor. Get your pants down and get over my knee."

She whines, but does what she's told. Kristie stands by my side as we both watch. Taylor pulls her jeans down, revealing her pink panties, but they weren't like any panties I had seen her wear before. I remember seeing them at the store, I think they were called a thong. I recognized them by the way they were basically all the way up her butt. She lays down over his knee.

"Bad choice of underwear today." He tells her as he starts spanking her with his hand.

She starts kicking and whining. I feel bad watching her receive another spanking. My stomach churns thinking about how I'm next. I think about my play spanking with Taylor, and how it was nothing compared to what she's getting right now. It seems like my curious thoughts of being spanked for real were about to become a reality.

Her pale bottom quickly became a bright red as he keeps spanking her. Taylor starts to cry. The spanking lasted a few minutes before he finally let up. "Alright go stand by your mother, leave your pants the way they are."

She stands up, still crying and walks over to us.

Ron points to me and I walk over to him. "Lily, please understand why I'm only doing this because I care about the safety of both of you, and what you did was very wrong."

"I understand sir." I reply.

"I hope after this, you'll both learn a lesson and this won't have to be a normal thing. Now please pull your pants down and lay across my knee."

I'm hesitant, but I lift my sweater and lock my thumbs into my leggings, pulling them down. My blue striped panties are revealed as I lay across his lap. He rolls my sweater up to stop it from covering my hurt during my spanking.

I feel so nervous and embarrassed. My anxiety is through the roof as I await my spanking. Being watched by Kristie and Taylor made me feel ashamed. I was ready to get this over with.

Ron begins spanking me just as hard as he spanked Taylor. "Ow! Ow! Ah! Ow!" I cry out. His hand hurt so badly. My bottom starts to sting. I try to block his hits with my hand, but he grabs my wrist and pins it to my back. "Ow! Mr Ron! Ouch! I'm sorry!" I kick my feet around. The spanking hurt so bad and it was so embarrassing. I feel tears escaping my eyes. I had never felt so bad about something in my life. I regret drinking. I regret letting it take over me and give me false confidence around boys. It wasn't worth the spanking.

After a couple minutes go by, I'm crying my eyes out as he finishes up the spanking. He lets me stand up. He walks the two of us to face the wall. "You two stand there until we come back. Do not rub your bottom or move an inch." Him and Kristie leave the room.

We both stand facing the wall, well spanked and crying. "I'm sorry." Taylor says softly.

"I'm sorry too. We both got spanked." I say to her.

"No it's my fault. I should've known better. You shouldn't have to take this punishment from someone who calls themselves your guardian."

I sniffle. "No, I deserve this. I make bad decision, I pay consequence."

We both stood silently, sniffling and facing the wall until Kristie comes back. "Girls. You can pull your pants up now." We both slide our pants back up to our waist. "You're both grounded. No tv for a week, Taylor, I'm taking your phone. You go to school, you come home, and you're either studying, reading, or doing chores. Understood?"

We both nod. "Yes ma'am."

She gives Taylor a hug, and then gives me a hug. It felt very comforting. "Lily you can go to your room. Both of you get ready for bed."

"Yes ma'am." I go to my room and shut my door.

I turn the light up, rubbing my butt as I walk up to the mirror. I take my leggings off, looking in the mirror as I lower my panties. My butt was so red! This is what a real punishment looked like. I still feel ashamed for doing something bad enough to earn a spanking. I rub my sore bottom for a bit longer before I pull my panties back up. I take off my sweater and put pajamas on.

I climb into bed, wincing as my butt hits the mattress from the soreness. I fall asleep on my side, not wanting to apply pressure on my spanked bottom.