His Possession

Chapter 7

"So you think it's allowed to spend the night out of the house with a guy without my permission?" I just kept quiet knowing that arguing would just make this situation 100 times worse. I just looked at the floor and fiddled with my fingers. "I asked you a fucking question didn't I?" I looked up saw the anger and disappointment in her eyes and looked down again. I couldn't stop the tears from falling from eyes, they had no effect on my sister. "Fucking answer me stop just standing there" I didn't know what to say I whispered, "I'm sorry" "Oh don't worry about that I'll make sure you are" I just stood frozen. "So shall we count how mat spanks you deserve?" I nodded slightly. "So first you snuck out, second you spent the entire night with a guy I had no idea existed. Thirdly you ask your brother to cover up for you!" "so 200 with the brush for the first two choices and 75 with the belt and for the third 75 with the spoon." I started crying hysterically realising it was going to be on my bottom and not my back.

Emma positioned her on the bed and called me to lay over her lap. I froze in my place. "If I have to get up and get you over my lap it'll be much worse and it won't be 350 it will be 500, " hearing that I was shocked but I still couldn't get myself to walk up to her. She got off the bed and dragged me by my arm and pulled me over her lap. "so that's a 500 with the spoon, belt and brush. You could have avoided the last 150 but you being the rebel just can't do anything in 1 time can you?" "I'm sorry it will never happen again" she ignored my plead and went on to the rules which I knew very well. "No moving or squirming it will only add to 50 hits more. No blocking your bottom. And I want you to know that I love you that's the only reason I'm doing this." I nodded and without a warning, she started landing smacks on my thighs and sit spots.

They weren't soft they were extremely hard. She starting landing the hits with the brush in the left-right and centre. She aimed mainly for my thigh and sit spots. I tried my best not to move, she immediately changed front he spoons to the brush without even giving me a break. The intensity of the hits was increasing by each hit. After around 10 mins of hits with the brush, I started squirming she warned me, "One more time you move I'll add 50 more hits and I mean it." With it, she continued landing hits. I couldn't take it anymore I reached behind and blocked her from hitting me. I knew I reached her last nerve. "Fine that's it I'm adding 100 more for now and every time you move or reach behind I will add 150 more." she grabbed both my wrists and pinned them to my lower back and continued. It was around 15 mins since the time I reached back and blocked out. She continued to hit me even though my tears had drenched her tights for food. In the middle of my hiccups I managed to say, "Pls - stop - it's - hurting - a - lot - it - won't - happen - ever - again." while continuing to smack me she said, "well then I must be doing a good job and don't worry this will ensure you won't do anything so stupid ever again." I couldn't stop crying the entire time it felt like an eternity when she finally switched from the brush to the belt. I hate the belt it was the worse. She hadn't even finished 10 strokes when I couldn't take it anymore and I started kicking around. "Do you seriously want to add more hits with the belt?!" she practically screamed. I immediately stopped kicking and slightly shook my head but my tears kept flowing non-stop "That's what I thought now last 75 left. Prepare yourself these are going to be the worst." She started landing them in the centre of my bottom. It was horrible. I was 100% sure that I wasn't going to be able to sit properly for the next couple months and that it would have left a beautiful bright red/purplish bruise so no revealing clothes for the next couple of months. I had not been able to stop my tears at all. I was a crying mess from the beginning until the end of the punishment. After she was done she pulled me into a tight hug and calmed me down. She kept stroking my hair and telling me how much she loved me and how I am going to harm my own health if I didn't stop crying. "I'm sorry it won't happen again I didn't mean to hurt you. I swear I'll never let you down ever again. I'm really sorry." I managed to say in the middle of my sobs. "shh...It's ok I forgive you, it's all forgiven don't worry. I love you." I hugged her tighter and I didn't realise when I fell asleep on her shoulder.

I woke up the next morning with a sore bottom. It was a Sunday morning so that meant waffles and shake for breakfast. Yayy. I quickly showered and went downstairs only to see a furious Emma. Damn! My math teacher! Fuck that bitch! "So screaming in the middle of class? You really thought she wasn't going to tell me?!" "Pls hear me out I swear it was an honest mistake it wasn't supposed to come out that loud." "I would really like to know what were you so happy about?" I gave her the same excuse I gave my math teacher. She gave me the look 'are you fucking kidding me?' I softly whispered an I'm sorry. "Don't think you're getting away with this you won't get a whooping cause you just got one last night but I'm grounding you for 2 weeks and pls hand in your phone right now." damn my math teacher. I went up to my room and texted Ralph the situation and my house no. He replied saying he'll call on that no or personally meet my sister. I ran down the stairs and handed my phone in.