Back Tomorrow

By dodo77

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Am I looking forward to the new school year next week? Not really. I mean, OK, mom has a good new job now, I get that. But I‘m 12 and can stay alone at home for the afternoon, or? Mom doesn‘t think so. She says, I‘m a brat. My grades have to improve, I need supervising for doing my chores and: “You need discipline! You need a babysitter!”
So she hired Jenny. Jenny is 15, but mom says she is in charge. “Honey”, she said, “if Neal is a brat, disobeying, throwing temper tantrums, don't be shy to SPANK him, the hairbrush is in the bathroom.”

It‘s so unfair! Of course I tested her. Wanted to show, that I‘m not a little boy anymore! She is so bossy, “Neal do this, Neal do that”, I don‘t LIKE taking orders. She said, “OK, Neal, gave me your iPhone, you get it back tomorrow, and now clean up the mess in your room!”

It wasn‘t so messy, you know? I did nothing. Then: Well, take off you shoes and socks, you get them back tomorrow.” Is she crazy? I took them of, don‘t care.

“CLEAN UP THE MESS!”
“FUCK YOU!”

She smiled, what surprised me. And then she – stripped me! I tried to resist, but she is really strong. “Off with your t-shirt” she said like talking to a toddler and “ off with your pants” and “off with your panties”. So embarrassing, to stand before her totally naked and looking at her smiling beautiful face. I got a boner. She took my clothes and put them in a bag. “You get them back tomorrow.!” What??

I protested as she was leaving the living room, up the stairs and as she went in the bathroom for the hairbrush. I begged as she took me by the ear and pulled me back down the stairs to the living room chair. The boner was gone as I went over her knee and I cried after the first smack with the brush.

No way to act tough when you are naked over your babysitters knee and getting a sound bare bottom spanking! I don‘t know how long it lasted, I just know i wailed like a baby. Afterwards I sat crying on Jenny's lap, smelling her sweet red hair as she teased me. “Bad, naughty boy”, I remember, “kicking like an eel over my knee”, “little stiff winkie” and “naked red bottom baby until your mom comes”. Talking about embarrassment: Cleaning your room for hours and doing your homework with a boner while someone watches isn't fun.

I stand in the corner next to the TV, hear the neighbors voices through the half opened window, my bare red butt on display, will someone outside notice?

I nearly wet myself up as the door opens. Mom laughs as she sees me crying in the corner and Jenny reports.

“Well done Jenny”, and with a sound SMACK on my bare bottom, “scoot to your room Neal, you get your clothes back tomorrow.”

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