By SuperEvil
superevil7@protonmail.com
Copyright 2023 by SuperEvil, all rights reserved
* * * * *Chapter 5
**Dylan’s Perspective**
I honestly didn't expect her to do it when I asked. Candice, bare naked
as could be, my beautiful nude crush, had just spent the better part of
five minutes spinning in place for me, letting me examine every inch of
her gorgeous, lovely, hot, sexy body! I'd never felt this horny in my
life!
It was even better when I discovered she was getting
just as horny as me. You may ask how a boy that had never seen a girl
naked before knows what a girl looks like when she’s horny. Well let me
tell you, I'm not completely ignorant. I have friends that have told me
what happens, and I’ve had many health classes at school. I just always
respected my mom too much to attempt to look at porn online like my
other friends had done.
I can't say I'm sad I never looked
now. Having Candice be the first girl I had ever seen naked was totally
worth the wait, and an absolute dream come true! To learn she was
getting just as excited about it as me, to see her wetness with my own
two eyes, made me want to jump with joy! A big part of me felt like I
shouldn't feel bad for her anymore, if she was enjoying this just as
much as me, and her sister's suggestion of keeping her naked longer was
looking better and better the more I thought about it.
If Candice was enjoying this as much as me, then she wouldn’t really mind staying naked for the summer, right? Right?
I swear she was moments away from kissing me, when out of nowhere the
damn smoke alarm started going off. “It’s the fire alarm!”
“CANDICE!!!” I could see the real panic in her eyes as soon as she realized her dad was home.
“I forgot about the ROAST!!!” With that, Candice rushed downstairs, and I quickly followed.
Candice's father was already in the kitchen, dealing with the
situation, when we got there. He was using pot holders to pull the
roasting pan from the oven, and he tossed it into the sink to cool it
down quickly with some water from the faucet; opening the window to let
the smoke out of the house. Then he spotted Candice and me standing
there stunned, a few steps behind him.
“Dammit Candice!! You
didn’t accomplish burning down the house successfully the first time,
so now you’re trying again!!??” He shouted at her, over the sound of
the beeping smoke alarm.
“Daddy…! It’s not like that…!” Candice choked on her words, looking at her dad with sad, fearful eyes.
“Candice, I don’t even want to look at you right now!!” He said with an
angry snarl. “Just, go to your room! I’ll deal with you later!” Candice
ran out of the room sobbing, obviously distraught to have been the
cause of another accident.
“Did Candice say anything about the roast to you, Dylan?” Her angry father suddenly turned to me.
While I felt bad for Candice, I wasn’t going to take the blame for her
mistakes. Especially with the scowl currently on her dad’s face. “Um,
no sir.”
“Figures.” He spat, finally getting the alarm to stop
blaring by removing the battery. “Go keep an eye on her, will ya Dylan?
Make sure she doesn’t get into any more trouble tonight.” He pointed me
towards the doorway, and I happily got out of there before the man
could get angry at me too.
Candice was lying face down on her
mattress, weeping into her pillow when I came into the room. “Hey
Candice, it’s ok. Your dad got to it before there was a fire.”
She turned herself over to look at me, with tears streaming down her
cheeks. I found it hard not to look at her naked body, as now
everything she had was shown to me again. She even held her one knee
bent upright, so everything in between her legs was completely exposed
for a few fleeting moments before she fully finished turning over!
“What is wrong with me, Dylan? Why do I keep screwing everything up so
hard?”
I sat down on the bed next to her, and put my hand on
top of hers. “Don’t be so hard on yourself. You just made a few
mistakes. It’s no big deal.”
“It is a big deal! Didn’t you see
how mad my dad was!?” The tears started flowing again, and she almost
started convulsing from the sobbing. “I should have listened better for
the timer! I should have gone and checked on it after the movie! I
should have…! I should have…!”
“Candice,” I interrupted her,
before she could really get going. “It does you no good to beat
yourself up about it. Just learn from your mistakes. That’s all you can
do.”
“You just don’t understand!” She wept, turning herself away from me.
She was clearly very distraught about this, and my words didn’t seem to
be helping her to feel better, so I decided to use another tactic. I
pulled her closer to me, and wrapped her in a tight hug, trying to
ignore the fact that I was touching a naked girl. She seemed to become
thankful at the gesture, as her arms held me tightly too, and she just
wept onto my shoulder.
We just held each other like that for a
while, until her crying came to a stop. Even then, when we separated
from the hug, she still stayed pretty close to me. I couldn’t help
feeling excited to have a naked girl in such close proximity to me.
“Feeling better?” I asked her.
She nodded back at me. “A little. I just wonder how my parents are going to punish me this time…”
"Well, I'd vote for more naked time for you." I said with a smile, just
to see how she would respond. Her eyes got a little wider at my words,
but she didn’t say anything, so I continued. "I have to admit, I kinda
like having you running around with all your bits out for me to look
at." I know I was pushing my luck, but I just couldn't resist.
"What!? Dylan!?" She half blushed and half giggled at me, unable to
resist taking her bare boobs into each hand to try and hide them from
my vision. She was clearly getting embarrassed at what I was telling
her.
"Come on. You look totally cute, naked from head to toe,
and you know it!" I bumped my shoulder into hers, really trying to
tease her about her nakedness now.
"Shut up! I do not!" She clicked her tongue at me, but couldn't hide the smile from her lips or the corner of her eyes.
“Candice! Dylan! Would you come downstairs please!” We heard her mom’s
call from the bottom of the stairs, interrupting our little flirty
conversation. I guess we wouldn’t have to wait much longer to find out
what Candice's punishment would be. Candice and I just gave each other
a steadfast look, before getting up from her bed, knowing it was time
for her to face the music.
I myself felt like a condemned
prisoner making that walk down the stairs; I couldn’t even imagine what
Candice was feeling as we went, knowing she was the one who would bear
the consequences for everything.
Candice’s mom gestured for us
to head into the living room, and when we got there, I was surprised to
see my mom was sitting there, right next to Candice’s dad. Now I felt
very nervous to be standing there next to a naked girl, but my mom made
no mention of it, and she didn’t even give me a look until she spoke.
“Dylan, come have a seat beside me.” She said, patting the open space
on the couch. I quickly sat, feeling bad that I was seemingly
abandoning Candice to face her parents all alone, but what could I
really do? My mom took my hand in between both of hers, and just held
it in her lap as we waited for one of Candice’s parents to proceed.
It was then that I noticed Alexa was in the room as well, sitting over
on the love seat, seemingly very tickled about her older sister being
in trouble once again. She had this smug little smirk on her lips, as
she looked her naked sister up and down, relishing in what was about to
happen. I could tell she only felt amused at what was about to happen
to Candice, and not the least bit bad for her.
Finally, her
mom started speaking. “Candice, you’ve really disappointed us. Both me
and your father. Obviously you are having trouble understanding what
responsibility really means.”
“Yes, mom…” Candice hung her head in shame.
“You were meant to keep an eye on the roast, but yet, you did no such thing.”
“Yes, mom…”
“You practically begged me for the job. Said you wanted to prove to me that you can be responsible.”
“Yes, mom…”
“And yet, what happened?”
Candice looked up, tears in her eyes once again. “I let the roast burn…”
“You let the roast burn! And you let it burn even after I set a timer
for you! Then you agree, Candice, that you deserve to be punished for
your bad behavior today.”
It took her a few moments, but then she nodded. “Yes, mom…”
“Good, then starting from today, you will be spending the next month
naked!” Her mom dropped the bomb, and Candice let out a great gasp. I
was honestly elated at the news, and Alexa seemed to be as well. If
that was all the punishment she ended up getting, then I would have
been completely happy for her. Unfortunately that was not to be as her
mom continued, “And that means fully naked! No shoes! No socks! No
blankets in bed! You won't even be allowed a hair band! Understand!?”
Candice was sobbing again, but nodded. “Yes, mom…” she managed to choke out.
“And another thing!” Her father suddenly stood up. “Every time you
shirk your responsibilities like today, or forget to do your chores,
don’t do as you're told, or break any promises, Dylan is going to be
punishing you for it.”
“Me?” I was shocked, opening my mouth
to speak before I even knew what I was doing. My mom gave me a look as
if to say it was better if I kept quiet.
“What!?” Candice seemed more alarmed at the prospect of me punishing her. “How will he be punishing me, daddy?”
Her mom took back over, clearly the more level headed of the two
parents. “Your father and I have decided that every time you mess up,
you will earn a point. No matter if it is something small like
forgetting to wash a dish or take out the garbage, or something major
like this, letting the roast burn to a crisp. Your father and I both
agree this is the most fair way to teach you how to be responsible.”
“What do the points mean?” Candice asked with dread written all over her naked body.
“At the end of the day, before bedtime, for every point you have
earned, Dylan is going to give you one dozen spankings in exchange for
each.” Her mom explained.
“What!? Mom! You can’t be
serious!?!” Candice surprised us with her outburst, getting really
outraged for the first time. In fact, I can’t ever remember her getting
so outraged at her mom in this way. Not ever! “That is SO not fair!”
“Candice! You already have earned three points today! Do you want to earn another one!?”
“What!? Three points!? How!?” Candice demanded, though I could tell she
was starting to piss her mom off. I tried my best to plead with her
with my eyes to shut the hell up, before she earned herself a fourth
point, or even worse.
“One, you called your sister a bitch
earlier this morning.” Candice seemed to be shocked. “Yes, I heard
that. I was going to let it slide, seeing as you’ve been very stressed
out about your naked punishment, but not now! Two, you tried to hide
your naked body by covering yourself with your comforter.”
“But that was because Dylan was there…” Candice started to explain
herself, but shut her mouth as soon as her mom gave her an angry scowl.
“Candice, you’re not meant to hide your naked body from anyone,
including Dylan. That’s why it’s a punishment. Do you understand me
now?”
“Yes mom…” Candice went back to hanging her head.
“Good, and obviously the final point is for letting the roast burn today.”
“Yes mom…”
"Dylan," Her mom started to address me. "Go over to the kitchen and
bring back one of the dining room chairs. Today we won't be waiting
until bedtime before Candice receives her punishment. Everyone here is
going to watch Candice’s punishment, as her father and I believe that
will put extra emphasis on her punishment for her today."
Finally, I felt like I could speak up. It was one thing having Candice
naked in front of me, kind of nice. Ok, it was really freaking
exciting! But to be spanking her!? "Um, Mr. and Mrs. Simmons, I'm not
so sure…"
"Dylan, if you don't do this for her, then somebody
else will." Her mom cut me off. "And we will be forced to look for a
new babysitter for the girls as well."
"Ok, I'll do it." I said quickly. I'm sorry Candice, but babysitting you while you’re naked is too good to give up.
Alexa bound to her feet at that. "I'll go get Candice's hairbrush for him!" and she sped out of the room.
"Hairbrush?" I asked, but no one told me anything, so I just went to
get the chair. When I got back I could tell that Candice had gotten
pretty pale for what was about to happen to her. This hairbrush seemed
to be a pretty big deal to her.
When Alexa returned with the
brush, I could see why. It was a long, thick, hard instrument carved
out of the toughest oak wood I'd ever felt! It had long, dark black
bristles poking out of one side, and on the handle, the company's logo
seemed to be branded into it. "Dover." It seemed to be almost twice the
size of any hairbrush I had ever seen before, let alone held.
"When the girls were little, sometimes I had to take them over my knee
and use that very hairbrush on their bottoms in order to get them to
listen." Her mom explained to me, as I looked over the brush. "I never
expected that one of them would have a use for it like this again, but
here we are."
“Alright, Candice, you know what to do. Over
Dylan’s lap!” Her mom demanded as I took a seat in the chair I had just
brought over. Any fight Candice seemed to have left had dissipated by
now. She did exactly as she was told, spreading her torso out across my
lap, leaving her bare bottom sticking out as a vulnerable target for
me, right in the middle!
This was a very new sensation for me.
I’d never had a naked girl in my lap before! She kept adjusting
herself, until she was in a position where she felt comfortable, and by
the time she was through, I had a full blown erection because of her!
She had been practically rubbing herself on it the entire time! I was
sure she could feel it through my pants as well! How could she not,
with it pressing right up into her abdomen!? I tried to adjust myself
to hide it, but I think I just made it even more obvious to her that I
was excited, as I jabbed my erection into her a few times!
But
now I had a job to do. I tried to put out of my mind just how excited I
was, and concentrate on the spanking I was supposed to give her. This
was a first for me too. Not only had I never given a spanking before,
let alone to a naked girl, but I had never even had a spanking before
in my life. I was really surprised to hear that Candice’s mom had
spanked her and her sister when they were little. I took another look
around the room. Candice’s parents were watching on with a somber
expression, and my mom looked much the same. Only Alexa seemed to be
watching on with glee for what was about to happen to her sister.
I had a fairly good idea of what I was supposed to do, so I took aim
with the flat side of the brush. Then I brought it down with a whoosh,
and it made contact with Candice’s cute behind! She let out a surprised
gasp at that, but otherwise she was silent.
“Now I know you
can do better than that, son.” Her dad spoke up. “Give it another try,
but put a bit more muscle into it. This is meant to teach her a lesson
in being responsible, remember.”
I nodded my head solemnly at
him. I really wasn’t happy to be doing this to my friend, but I felt
like it was better that I did it than somebody else. Certainly I’d
never want Alexa to have such power over her sister. I lined up my shot
again, and this time, I used as much force as I could to bring the
wooden handle down on Candice’s plump little behind! Wap! “Ahhh!” She
cried out, but I was too distracted to notice. I was watching Candice’s
butt very intently, as it seemed to wiggle back and forth from the
smack for what felt like seconds on end! It was mesmerizing! And very
arousing to see as well. Maybe giving Candice a spanking would be more
fun than I had initially thought…
I continued to spank her
just like that, making sure to leave enough time between each one to
let her plump derriere come to a complete stop before I made the next
swing. I was really starting to enjoy myself. That is until I heard
Candice’s quiet weeping, and then all the fun I had been having got
sucked out of it for me. All I could feel was bad for her and what I
was doing to her. After a few more, Candice was no longer being quiet.
Her crying was now loud enough for everyone to hear. I tried to put on
a brave face for what I was doing to her, but it seemed to be hurting
me on the inside just as much as it was hurting her on the outside.
By the time I was half way through, Candice had begun kicking her legs
and screaming every time I made a dreadful smack. I hate to admit it,
but there was a small benefit for me in that. Every time she would kick
her legs out wildly, I got to see a nice glimpse at her cute pussy in
between. Even if I felt bad, my erection was still as hard as ever the
entire time, even if I couldn’t understand how.
I was looking
to end things quickly now, and bring her suffering to an end. I tried
to put any thoughts about her jiggling behind, or her cute, adorable
little pussy peeking out at me out of my head, and concentrate on what
needed to be done. Wait…! Her pussy’s wet! I noticed just as I reached
the final three blows. She was feeling excited over this!? Over me
giving her a spanking!? I could hardly believe my eyes, but the
evidence was plain to see, right in front of me!
I made the
final smack as loudly as I could, just to be sure her parents would be
satisfied. Then we all sat in silence for a while, the only sound being
Candice’s loud sobbing. Unfortunately she had clutched her legs closed
tightly after her final kicks, so all I had to look at was her bruised
bare bottom. Ok, not a bad view I'll admit, but it was nothing like her
cute flower in between her legs. Besides, her red behind just kept
reminding me of what I had just done to my poor friend. Eventually,
thankfully, she calmed down too, and everything went quiet.
Her mom finally came over, to help her to stand, and direct her in what
she needed to do next. “Alright, naughty little girls get to stand in
the corner for an hour and think about what they’ve done to deserve
their punishments.” She positioned her so that her bright red behind
was facing out towards us. Then she turned back around with a satisfied
look, and asked us, “Now, since dinner was burned, who wants pizza?”
I felt bad for my friend as we sat around and talked, like there wasn’t
a naked and freshly spanked girl standing there in the room with us.
Every once in a while one of us would look over at her red bottom.
Alexa especially seemed to be most fond of it, and she would let out a
tiny giggle every time she did, but even I couldn’t say I didn’t have
some satisfaction looking over at Candice’s glowing bottom. I didn’t
feel particularly proud of myself for doing it, but I did know one
secret that the others didn’t know, and that was at some level Candice
was aroused by getting a spanking from me.
Things didn’t get
any better for Candice once the pizza arrived. The front door to her
house was connected to the living room, and so the freshly spanked
bottom of the naked girl was completely visible to the pizza delivery
boy, and he just looked on with wonder at the sight as Candice’s mom
counted out the money for him. Candice for her part, just seemed to be
trembling the entire time the door was held open. I couldn’t really
blame her for that, knowing there was a complete stranger seeing her
totally naked backside. Thankfully her mom shut the door as soon as she
had the pizza, and everyone dug in. Well, everyone but Candice, as she
still had about 20 minutes of corner time to go.
“Alright,
Candice, corner time is over.” Her mom had gone to the kitchen for a
minute, only to return with a sorry looking ham and cheese sandwich.
She held it out to her. “Here’s your dinner.”
“Umm, thanks
mom…” Candice woefully took the plate from her, and then she came over
to sit next to me on the couch. She made a small wince as she sat down;
clearly her behind was still in pain.
“I'm sorry…” I whispered to her, feeling kind of ashamed for what I had been forced to put her through that night.
“It’s not your fault.” She whispered back, her eyes and cheeks still
puffy from all the crying she had been doing. She took a sad look
around the room as she took a bite from her sandwich, clearly
disappointed with her dinner, and envious of everyone else with their
pizza. Then she gave me a pitiful look as she continued, “It’s all my
fault…” before another small tear slipped from her eye, and ran down
her cheek. I felt so bad for her. I hated seeing her so miserable and
defeated. I reached over, wiping her tears away with my finger, and she
gave me a small beautiful smile in return for my show of comfort and
support.