Stand-In Dad

Just A Party

"I don't know why you care, it's my business!" she yelled.

"This is dangerous, you can't be running around after dark like this! Didn't you hear what happened to the-"

He was cut off by her door slamming in his face. That did nothing but make him incredibly angry. He heard the clunk of the lock as she sealed herself inside and went into his dad's room to get a screwdriver. As he was sifting through the drawer's contents for the right size, he thought about what his dad had told him.

"Listen to me, you're nineteen, now, you are more than capable of being a responsible stand-in parent for your sister. I know you know when she's doing something she shouldn't be, and I want you to promise me you'll stand your ground and make sure she doesn't get herself in trouble or hurt."

And he did promise. He found the right one and headed back upstairs. He put it in the hole for the lock and let the door fall open. She jumped, having been selecting an outfit for her fiasco. "You not know how to knock?" she growled.

He was much taller, much heavier, and much stronger than she was or would ever be. With little effort, he picked her up by her sides and sat on the edge of her bed, then placed her in front of him and held her by the shoulders. She had a look of pure shock from what he had just done, but that faded to irritability quickly. She started to walk off, then he held her in place by pinning her arms to her sides.

"Let go of me! Get out of my room, I'm trying to change!" she shouted.

He looked her in the face, staring straight into the fiery rage in her eyes. "HEY! Listen to me." he said firmly.

She stopped and stood still. He'd never spoken to her with so much authority before. She shirked a bit, feeling like she was honestly being scolded for her behavior. In her sudden induced daze, her brother took a deep breath. "Dad told me it's my responsibility to make sure you aren't doing something stupid while he's gone. Let me be clear: you are NOT going out this late, not tonight."

Upset that their father relinquished authority over to her brother, she tried to push him off. "Take that responsibility and SHOVE IT!" she shouted.

Now that was enough. He grabbed her by the sides again and flipped her over his lap on the bed. She fought him, but he pinned her legs between his and grabbed her wrists with one arm. He hesitated for a moment, considering whether or not he really wanted to do this. Her eyes grew wide with realization and she fought harder.

"No, don't! You wouldn't dare... you can't!" she shouted.

He took a breath and raised his hand, delivering a smack to the seat of her shorts. "H-Hey! You can't do that, stop!"

"I can and I am." he said, somewhat surprised by just how authoritative he sounded.

She wriggled in his grasp to no avail as he continued to smack her backside. "You son of a BITCH, put me down!"

Determined to shake her of her rebellious spirit, he summoned up what little courage he had to go any further and used it to tug her shorts down. She let out a squeal as he exposed her pink panties to the air. "Stop it, you, you pervert!" she shouted.

He ignored the comment and resumed her punishment. Without the thicker cotton fabric protecting her, his calloused hand was much more powerful when it struck. The burn started building up, making her worry. She fought against his hand rather than his grip. "Stop it, you aren't Dad! You can't do this!" she argued, but less out of anger and more out of fear.

He stopped for a second. "Dad GAVE me authority. For these next few weeks, I AM Dad to you, and I think it's time you showed me some respect." he said, punctuating his last word by fully exposing her rear.

She let out a cry as he began smacking her a bit harder on her bare bottom. Her cries started to crack and break, turning into sniffles. "Will, please," she whined, "I'm sorry!"

He started to ease up when he heard her apologize, it meant she was finally breaking, finally submitting. It wasn't time to stop just yet, though. She was still struggling a bit, but steadily gave up and went limp. He heard her sobs and decided it was time to finish up. After the last few stinging smacks to her dark pink backside, he picked her up and set her on his lap so that he could hold her close. She eagerly sank into his embrace and lifted her rump off of the rough fabric of his jeans. He rested his chin on her head and petted her hair. It took him a moment to realize that her sobs contained distorted apologies.

"Shh, it's okay, it's alright now. I forgive you, okay?" he said and kissed her head.

He carefully picked her up under her thighs and carried her to the bathroom, where he moistened a cloth with warm water. He took her back to her room. He sat back down on her bed and pushed her shoulders back so that he could clean her face of tears and snot. She looked at his stern face with a tiny frown and upturned puppy dog eyes. He hugged her close and rubbed circles on her back.

"I'm sorry." she said.

"I know." he replied.

After a few more minutes, she had obviously fallen asleep. He moved her so that he could lay her down on her bed. That's when he realized that he had forgotten to have her put her clothing back on. He felt like he should at least try to restore some of her modesty. As best as he could without touching anything he thought he shouldn't, he slid her panties back up. He even shut his eyes as he made sure the waistband was in place. The shorts were much harder, so he put them in her hamper and pulled her sheet and blanket over her. She walked around the house in a shirt and underwear all the time anyway.

As he turned out her lightand shut her door, he took a deep breath. Had he really just done that? And didit... actually work? He had just spanked his sister, his fifteen year-oldsister that he succeeded by only four years, for trying to sneak out and go toa party. When he spoke to her the stern way his father spoke to him when he wasin similar situations at that age, she gave his authority much more validity.When he followed up and took charge, she submitted and accepted not only herpunishment, but also the affection he offered afterward. She even apologized!Perhaps this wouldn't be as long of a few weeks as he thought.