Old-Fashioned Family

Old-Fashioned Family 5, 6 and Final

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Old fashioned family V

Next day was a madness, I had the kids all the day over me, even they had said that we would have a full cleaning day, but they only cleaned their room while made me do all the house, The same routine for each one of the instances, they told me one room, then I had to do the cleaning and let them know so they checked, sometimes they found spots I had to redo, and other times they found it good enough, then they told me the next one and so.

I only stopped to cook, and eat, before going back to work, finally, I had to spend all the morning and half afternoon before they considered the house clean enough.

I was exhausted so after a shower went to my own room to rest a little. The twins grounding had finished Friday, so they spend most of their time watching tv, reading and even doing their homework, and I have to admit that they acted nicer than the days before, probably knowing that I already knew my place they had not to show at all times.

That was mostly my Saturday, and since they were out at one of their friend's house I had all Sunday just for myself, I also meet with my friends and were hanging out, until lunch time.Then after having lunch I did my homework and rested for the rest of the day.

The following two weeks passed with some more spankings, the kids tried new ways, new poses, and new implements. while Alex did not show much interest he used his hand most of the times, but Marc, instead tried with spoons, slippers, rolled magazines, but he took a wooden skimmer as his favourite implement. No need to say that after he tried, I started to see that cooking tool with another eye, making me guess what was worst if the belt of the skimmer.

They managed to get me on their hands at least two times a week sometimes fairly sometimes not.

It was Tuesday, and the day after one of those spankings, In the morning I took too much time in the shower and I also used all the hot water, so the kids had to wait to have water again, and finally had to run. On my defense I must say that I was not feeling good that day, so I thought some extra shower time would help.They told me before leaving home that I’d get my butt red to remind me that I was not living alone.

And I got it just when we came back home, the skimmer worked hard and long on my butt, and they gave me an extra punishment, I would take my showers with cold water for a week, and until further notice, I was forbidden to lock the bathroom door while I was showering, so they could let me know if I was taking too much time.

But the fact is that next day I wasn’t in a good mood, I had to take my cold shower in the morning, and my sore butt still reminded me the “time to cook your butt with the skimmer”.

I was on the playground during the playtime. Uhm Ok, let me explain a little about the school.

We lived in a small village, about 800 people was living at that time, and we only had one school, where boys and girls of any age assisted.

The village didn’t have people enough to fill one class for each level, so we were often mixed, one year I even shared class with the twins, but that year I was luckily in a different class.

I had been always a good student, easy thing when you know what happens to your butt when you get complaints or bad grades at home, and even easier when you can’t hang out with friends after school often, but, I had already lost one course, when my mom left us, That year I had a really awful year, lots of troubles, lots of spankings, and lots of bad grades.

So my friends were a course above me, keeping them could have been a problem in a big city, but not in a small village when you see the same faces before, during and after school time.

The school door was just in the village’s main road, so nobody was allowed to leave the school until it finishes, so we all were forced to stay on the playground during recesses.

During the recess, I was chatting with my friends, when I noticed a group of boys staring at me and giggling. One of them was 16 and attended in my class, Alberto, was his name, was one of the boys I hated the most, he was one of the twin’s friends, he was the bully kind, but he also had his younger brother, the smart one, so they managed to avoid getting caught often, he alone with his younger brother Javier were the worst at school, they were called the Lopez Twins, even they were not twins, they were always together, and never for a good thing.

I could see the little group, giggling, looking at me while handling a piece of paper, I would usually just ignored them, but, the fact that my brothers weren’t there with them, along with the fact that I was having a bad day, made me to run out of control and to confront.

“So? what’s so funny?” I asked, then Alberto, looked at me, with a wide smile.

“We’re reading something really funny” then he took the piece of paper and started to read a small part.

“I recognize my two brother’s authority and superiority, and I accept to submit myself to any punishment…” I couldn’t listen anymore, that was the note I wrote to the kids following my Dad’s orders, that note was private, and I can swear that writing each of those words hurt me more than any belting, and now, a crowd of boys were there, reading my secrets.

I tried to get the note, but I couldn’t, they all were faster and some also stronger than me, and of course more, but I was mad, so I started fighting for it, grabbing Alberto's hands, then the note passed to another boy, and I grabbed him by his shirt, and accidentally tore it, at that time I didn’t notice, but he was Javier, the younger of the Lopez twins.

I don’t know the moment I started to shout and rant loud, but when I noticed, we were surrounded by anyone at school, and some teachers were trying to stop us.

Then the teachers asked us to explain what just had happened, but I didn’t want anyone else to read the note, and I’m sure no one of the kids wanted to explain why they had that note. so finally the two Lopez and I had to go to the principal’s office.

I could see my two brothers shaking their faces while looking at me.

We didn’t have to wait long, but during the few minutes we were alone waiting, Alberto got next to me and whispered.

“So, when will you recognize our authority and superiority?”

That made myself mad again, and I kicked the bench hard, too hard in fact so a teacher nearby saw me.

Due to my bad attitude, I was called first, when the principal and the teacher who had witnessed me kicking the bench asked me for my reasons, the only thing I could tell was that they were giggling and making fun of me.

No need to say that that wasn’t reason enough to explain a fight, myself tearing one shirt, and kicking the school property. I had to listen, while they scolded me,

Told me that being seventeen, I should not let my emotions control me so much, I was an adult already, and only hearing someone’s giggles from the opposite side of the playground was not an excuse to act the way I did.

Finally, they gave me a note for my dad, and also ordered to write one hundred lines explaining what I did wrong, and how I should have acted.

I knew I was already trashed. A note to my dad, fighting at school, my Dad wouldn’t let me go easily, the belt was a sure thing, and not a short session.

If the day had started bad, now I had become a nightmare, I had to attend all the remaining classes, the Lopez were only told to not make mock over anyone, and also to write some lines about behaving and being nice to others.

I was mad with my brothers, they handed the note to their friends, they exposed me to a bunch of kids, I felt myself sick only thinking about anyone knowing about the note. Now I was in big trouble for their fault. None of the Lopez brothers talked to me anymore, but I had to control myself each time saw Alberto looking at me with his disgusting face.

On the way back home I didn’t talk a word to my brothers, once at home I ran to my room, and started writing the lines, then I heard someone knocking the door, I was surprised, no one knocked my door, it was always unlocked and half opened, that surprise were the main reason to answer a “come in”

The twins stepped into my room and Marc started talking

“We are sorry about what happened Sof, we didn’t notice that they got the note, but you should have told us, and we would have recovered it, now you’re in big trouble.”

I opened my eyes surprised, seeing a chance of a minor punishment.

“I’m sure that if you explain that what happened, I would be in less trouble that I am right now,” I told them hopefully, then they remained silent, thinking.

“We’re not going to tell that about the note, sorry, and we will have to punish you, because that’s what dad expect with us, but, we could help you, under some circumstances, we could punish you, and then tell dad that they were making fun of you for our birthday scene, and tell him that we think that’s enough punishment, we’re not sure that will work, but… probably even if he spanks you would be lighter.”

I took a bit of time thinking, it didn’t sound too bad, but then Marc keep talking.

“You know, under some conditions we could even convince the Lopez to talk in your favor at their home, so their dad talks to ours.”

I became curious, I was sure that they were planning something, but, if the Lopez talked to their parents, and they talked with mine, I’d probably avoid more spank for that subject.

“W..what conditions,” I asked

“Well, if you want us to talk nice to you, and to give dad an explanation that would help you to get out of the situation easier, you will have to accept that we punish you.. uhmm fully bare” I could see him blushing lightly, as I did myself, so that’s was what they had in mind

I had been spanked naked a few times, and the kids were watching most of those times, that was a trick Dad used for big faults, and that was a big one. I was probably to get the belt naked anyway, so, being spanked by my brothers naked, or being belted by dad in front of them.

I sighed and nodded, “ok… ,” I said, I’m sure they didn’t even think I would accept, but really, not such a deal once you considered the options. No matter who would spank me, I’d probably be naked in front of them, and I preferred the skimmer than the belt, and otherwise, if I didn’t accept I would be punished twice for sure, this way, maybe, would be enough with one.

“But…” Marc talked again “You know you tore Javier’s shirt, and probably that’s on the note, dad will probably talk to their dad, and make an arrangement to pay for the shirt, so we still have to deal with them, any idea Sof?”

I shrugged, “I could phone and apologize to them? I mean they know that is unfair, so probably.. you know” Marc, then shook her head.

“We have talked with them, they won’t accept any blame unless…. “ He took some time, “Unless you apologize in person, and they can witness your punishment. In fact they were the ones, requesting the “fully bare part”, If you accept, they will tell that they make made fun of you on purpose and that it wasn’t your fault at all. They requested to punish you by themselves, but we told them that that was out of the question, so they agreed to the only witness”

I can’t tell what I hated more when they acted mean or when they acted nice, I wasn’t sure, but I had the feeling that the whole thing had been planned, I was thinking, when Marc talked again.

“I understand that’s a difficult choice, but we don’t have much time, they will talk with their dad as soon as he’s back home, so you have three options, but we need the answer right now.”

Three options,

Be spanked by my brother as always, bare from the waist down, then be spanked again by dad, probably fully naked.

Be spanked by my brothers, fully bare, then probably have a lighter spanking, but with the risk that my Dad phones Mr. Lopez, and then.. who knows what would happen.

Or, apologize to the boys I hate, be spanked, naked in front of them, but probably without no more consequences, or at most a light spanking.

All of them were present at the twins birthday party, so they already saw me naked, spanked by dad, yes, the deal was unfair, but not so horrible, only one thing, bothered me.

“They will never tell anyone what happened here? Can they swear it in front of me? I mean a real swearing, involving their family?”, The twins took a while, and finally, Marc nodded.

“Yes, I’m sure we can arrange that”. I had to think a little more but finally agreed.

“Ok, if they don’t touch me, and they swear that will be a secret for their whole lives, then I accept”.

Marc smiled, Alex was a bit more serious, but if he had something against the whole thing he kept it for himself. Then they left me in my room, writing the rest of my lines, while Marc made the arrangements.

Once I finished the lines, I changed into a long dress, and I didn’t put any underwear, I just wanted to make the process to take my clothes off as fast as I could, then, waited, lying in my bed, starting to wonder if that was the worst choice I ever made.

I heard the doorbell ringing, and then, the unforgettable voices, I didn’t like the idea to interact with them any second more than required, so I stayed in my room until Marc called me.

I moved slowly, wearing my slippers, and walked down to the living room, I could feel all their eyes on me, especially the Lopez’s ones, I looked down, knowing that any dignity I could have now would vanish soon. I had to meet them, kissing their cheeks, I started to feel sick, but tried to keep control. Finally, after some seconds, or an eternity Marc took the word.

“Ok, I’ll repeat what will happen, first, Alberto and Javier will swear by their relatives lives and for everything they love that will never say a word about what’s going about happen, and they will keep that in secret for the rest of their lives.” Marc then looked around, to make sure anyone agreed, I nodded, without a word, as the Lopez did.

“Then Sofia will get ready for the punishment, will apologize to them, and after that, we can start. Once we finish, she will stay in the corner for 30 minutes before being allowed to go back to her room.”

He did another pause. I’d rather jump over the chair and be spanked right now than being forced to listen to one more word, but I kept silent and nodded again in agreement.

“Then, Alberto y Javier will go back home. Will tell their parents, that they provoked Sofia in purpose, mocking and making fun of her in front of everyone. They will accept all the blame for it, making a clear statement that she does not deserve any punishment for what happened.” He made the last pause, waiting for the agreements.

Then first one and then the other, sworn not to tell anyone about what was about to happen, they swore for their parents, brother, and their own lives.

I know that can sound silly, but, in our village, swear wasn’t a thing to take lightly, so I felt myself relieved, knowing that they would not break the deal easily.

“Now Sofia, take the chair, the stool, and the skimmer here, then take off all your clothes and proceed to apologize for your actions and misbehavior.”

I knew arguing were only to make things slower, so I did as told, the bench was not in the deal, but no one talked about any special pose, so, I had no other choice than do as told.

I moved, first the chair, placing it in the middle of the room, then the stool, in front of it, and finally, the skimmer, leaving it over the chair’s seat.

Then I walked myself in front of the boys I hated, and I started to apologize when I noticed they started to shook their heads with a grin.

“Get ready, before you apologize, remember? that means… no clothes.” Marc said. That was something unexpected, but, instead of fighting back, I lowered my face, and pulled my dress over my head, then with my arms covering my breasts and privates the best I could I started again.

And again I was interrupted.

“Hands on your sides.” This time was Alberto, the older of the Lopez, they wanted to have a plain view. Slowly, I left my hands to fall down to my sides, while crossed my legs trying to show the less possible, and I started again.

I had lots of experience, I was really good with apologies, unfair ones were difficult, but not impossible, so I started, most of the time looking down to the floor, but looking at them from time to time to show them some guilt, just to notice they were not looking my face.

“I’m sorry for acting so childish with you two, I should never have acted that way, and I accept the blame for my actions. Also, I feel sorry for ripping your shirt, Javier, and for putting you two in trouble.”, then I took a few seconds to think about how to finish it, their smiles told me that they were enjoying it, so again, I talked.

“I promise to do my best improving my behavior and attitude, and I can hope that the punishment I’m going to get, will be enough for you to forgive me for my faults.”

They took their time, looking at me, making me feel even more exposed, I had to fight myself to not cover myself, or just run back to my room, but I managed to stay in place, looking down to the floor in shame, while feeling their eyes judging and exploring each inch of my visible skin.

Finally, after a time that seemed an eternity, they agreed, not without saying a few words.

“Sofia, If we think your punishment is hard enough we will forgive you for your actions, we would feel much better if we punished you, probably we would consider a lighter punishment, but since that’s out of option, we’re afraid that you’ll get a hard one.”

Stupid of me I even thought about leaving them to punish me, but that was just for a few seconds, I didn’t know how hard they would punish, and my brothers would never tell me, so I kept silence again, Ignoring that last comment.

I walked to the chair, putting myself in place, one leg each side of the long stool, bending over, giving them all a plain view of my back and placing my wrists and elbows over the chair seat.

Marc took the skimmer, giving a few swings to try, I could hear them, noticing the absolute silence over the room, I saw the boys around me, on my back and sides, then I closed my eyes, made a strong grip at the chair’s back, and waited for the first smack.

And I felt it, Mard had become pretty skilled with the skimmer, it was made of wood, not really big, but with a long and thick grip that made each swat count, I gasped, but tried to avoid yelling, pushing my teeth hard, hearing the boys excited breathing between swats. Marc gave sometime between swats, enough for me to feel the last one before getting the new one.

I think that it was after the twenty swats that I started to sob, I had already started to scream a few ones before, heard the boys walking around me, moving nearer, I felt my butt burning the same way that I usually felt after ten belt smacks, but he didn’t stop.

On the thirty, I was already crying, still having a strong grip, but unable to stand still, I started to wiggle, and move, the stool between my legs made me impossible to cross them. Marc probably thought that I was moving too much so he gave me quick two swats over my tights, he had never tried that spot before, and then I discovered a new level on the skimmer, I screamed loud, I left the grip, and moved my hands to cover my butt. It was burning, all of it, from the lower part of my back to my tights, I couldn’t see it, but I knew it was sore like a few times before.

After a few seconds, Marc talked again.

“Sofia, we’re almost done, but if you don’t go back to the position, we will have to broke the deal, and what you’ve already suffered will be worthless”.

I sniffled and pouted a bit more, trying to hold my breath and then moved back to the position, placing my face over the seat, and feeling it wet, probably due my snot, tears, and saliva, I tried to keep my face a bit over it, but after the next smack I found myself with my face pushing hard over it.

I got about ten or fifteen more when I felt Marc stopping.

“Enough?” He asked, obviously not to me, but for the Lopez, I had already forgotten about them being there with us, I was really in pain, but I started to feel the shame again, knowing that they had witnessed all my crying.

I heard some whispering and turned my face, I could barely watch them, finally Javier, the younger one spoke.

“Two more, make her scream again with each one of those two, and that will be enough.”

They were really enjoying it! I couldn’t believe it, it was not only for having me naked, but they were somehow enjoying my pain, at that moment I realized that they were real monsters, not mean or curious kids, but a couple of little sadistic monsters.

I felt Marc’s hand on my back, get back in place, we’re almost finished, but if you move, I will have to repeat those last two.

I sniffled again, and with resignation I moved in place, pushing my butt up, and my face down, ready for the last ones. I had already gone too far to just step back, so, I pushed my teeth hard.

And I screamed, again on my upper thigh but this time, not a fast two, no, first one, hard and accurate, then a little wait, until I started breathing again, and finally the other one, a direct hit against my other tight, and I screamed again, loud and clear.

After that, Marc allowed me to stand, giving me time to rub my butt, I walked and jumped a little, ignoring the boy’s wide smiles and giggles, finally, after I got control of myself again, I was made to face to brothers again.

“You had your punishment so you’re now forgiven”

Believe me, for a second I pictured myself smacking their faces, crushing those little heads against the wall, but I didn’t, I swallowed my pride and my little remaining dignity, and mumbled a “thank you” before walking to the corner for the last part of the punishment.

I heard them comment, Alex, one of my brothers kept silence, but the other three spend that half an hour commenting about my reactions, making me feel even smaller. Then they changed the subject and started to make up with something to convince their parents and ours that It wasn’t my fault, so at least they were planning to keep their word.

Finally, I were allowed to put my dress back, and go to my room, I did it, and a few minutes later I heard the door closing.

After some time I felt a bit better, so still, without panties, I went to make dinner, I heard the phone, but the twins picked up, later then told me but the Lopez had already talked with their parents, and that his dad had already called ours.

Later, dad called home, and I could hear the twins talking with him, they both assured that I was provoked, and told him that I had been already punished for that inappropriate reaction, I wasn’t surprised at all for not being asked about the matter, but found that a bit hurting itself.

The die is cast I thought, we all had dinner silently, then after washing the dishes, I went to my room to do my homework. I should have done that before, I had to put a pillow over my chair, and even with it, I found myself cursing in pain, but at the end, I managed to do it.

Then I left the kids watching tv and I went to sleep, I put a nightgown, and laid face down, It took me a long time to sleep.

Next morning it was dad who woke me up, usually, he left the house before any of us woke up, but since he came late the night before, today he would go later.

He asked me for the note, and read it while I was standing in front of him, made me turn around and pull up my nightgown, I was sure that he wanted to check if the punishment had been enough or not.

He scolded me, such reaction was unforgivable, I should learn to control myself in a future, he recognized that my brothers had made a good job, but what kind of Dad would let all the discipline over his boy’s hands?

At least I didn’t get the belt, he told me to move over his lap, and gave me a good spanking, that time I soon found myself crying.

I was already too sensitive about the last night, I think I got about fifty smacks, then, he told me not to expect any money until I’d paid for the shirt, I’d also have to apologize to the Lopez brothers for my reaction.

Only then, after he had signed the note, I was released.

And ahead I had a sad and difficult day, almost unable to sit, having to publicly apologize to the brothers for the second time, I walked to the shower and… why not! I took a loooong warm and relieving shower.

I didn’t use all the hot water, at school I had first to return the note along with my lines to the school secretary, then, during the recess, I had to find the Lopez brothers and apologize to them, they were somehow nice, and accepted it without further comments. I was still hating them deeply, but at least they did their part.

The rest of the day I was warned a few times for moving too much while in class, my butt was still burning if my friends noticed something, they did ever mention about it. And as far as I know, the brothers didn’t tell anything, at least about that afternoon.

The following night I just noticed that another door had been already opened.

End of part 5

Old Fashioned Family VI

What about David… I don’t think I’ve talked enough about him, that’s because I’m putting some emphasis into the last year before being 18, is not that he was a saint, but, he was only one, probably the twins were mean because they supported each other, David was usually fairer, I said usually, not always.

David was usually at college, but he sometimes came back to spend some days at home.

That time when I meet him I knew something was wrong, he usually talked and teased me a lot, but that time was different, he acted more distant.

He and dad talked a lot the first days, I felt he was somehow ignoring me, It was a hard time, I was more related to him than to the twins, we had played together when we both were younger, some of his friends were also well related to me, we all spent lots of memories together. And now he was ignoring me.

During the week I managed to get some information, apparently, his college girlfriend had left him, and not in a good way, he had taken some days to think about everything, unable to face her each day at school.

In our country college was not a usual thing, most people followed their family businesses, David was the first in our family going to college.

All the family was trying to get his mood up, so Dad told him to make a party next weekend, he would go out until Sunday night, and he could send the twins and me to bed as soon as he wanted, so he and his friends would be free to have as much fun as he wanted.

Of course, that meant lots of work to me, the party would start Saturday after dinner, so on Friday, when I came back from school I had to start cleaning and making food for the next evening, I had a hard time, making sure each inch of our house was perfect, then cooking and making snacks enough for 40 people, during all that time David only gave me orders.

The twins were also allowed to bring friends, but most of them should leave before dinner, then would be an adults party.

O knew I would be working all day, so just before lunch, once I had everything ready, and only the last details were still pending, I had a shower, and put a flowered dress with my favourite shoes, even with all the work I was happy, I knew some of David friends, they were nice, and since they were used to my house, I didn’t felt bad about serving drinks and snacks for them.

It was a nice sunny day, about 15 O’clock everyone started to come, I opened the door to everyone, my dad stayed there for a while, but he left soon, when I saw Jorge, I jumped over his neck, he was one of David’s best friends, for some time I had a crush on him, of course he had always watched me as a brat, so I had to change my mind and finally we had become good friends.

He hugged me back, and then squeezed my left cheek as he always did, I blushed, thinking I was not a little girl anymore, but he smiled me back, and I ran to the kitchen to bring him back a beer.

Soon the house was full, I was walking all around serving drinks and snacks to everyone, I had some time to talk with the ones I knew more, It was a big party, some of the boys had brought their girlfriends, so, I was not the only girl there.

Dad had brought lots of beers, so most of the time I was taking them out of the fridge and filling it with new ones, fortunately I had made tons of snacks, Dad sure wanted that to be a big party, so I didn’t have to bother about the ingredients.

I saw my brother taking one beer after another, he was drinking more than never before, I knew that they would make a barbeque for dinner, so I thought he would feel better once he filled his stomach, but I tried to bring him more and more snacks, he usually rejected and sent me for another beer, and the last time I tried he gave me two strong smacks on my butt, that showed me to stop bothering him with food.

That way I spent some hours, I was lucky the twins and their friends were behaving, David had told them to not bother and they did as told, I made sure they had also drinks and snacks, but most of the time I was with the big party.

Most of the kids left about 20:00 only the twins and three of their friends would sleep at home that night, I made dinner for them, and they went to their room, I still had some more work washing dishes, the adults started to dinner about 21:30, I had some barbeque too, then, most of the people left, and only a small group of about 15 were left.

I thought that would be a good time to sleep, I was exhausted for a nonstop day, I had a quick shower, and went to sleep.

I woke up feeling someone pulling me out of the bed, surprised I opened my eyes and saw David there, dragging me back to the kitchen.

I was wearing a short nightgown and a pair of panties, I never used the bra for sleeping.

-”Make some more snacks Sofi, we’re still hungry and thirsty,” He said, leaving me in the kitchen.

-”Can I get clothed David?” I asked, probably that would sound weird on any other house, but at mine, an order was supposed to be followed immediately, and before anything else, so what I was really asking was for a little delay.

He stopped and looked at me for a while.

-”No, you’re fine, bring us some more beers and then start cooking, something warm, is getting cold outside.

First I took some more beers and walked outside, they were sitting in the backyard, chatting when I went.

I shivered embarrassed, I was barefoot, and with only a short gown to cover my skin from a bunch of boys. I knew that the gown would cover my butt properly, at least if I didn't bend over too much, I offered the beers I had and went for some more, feeling all their eyes watching me.

Some of the boys apologized to me, they knew that David did wake me up, and smiled and said It’s nothing. Then after the second trip I started to make some more food, I did some omelettes, I also used the remaining bread to put some cheese and ham over them, then I put it in the oven.

-”Sofi! we’re starving!” “Sofi! we’re thirsty”.

They well, David, called me a couple of times to bring them more beer, I didn’t know how much they had drank, but I knew that it was a lot.

I started to bring the food, while kept the kitchen woking, I remember the moment, I was serving the omelettes, when I felt a hand smacking my butt, I tried to ignored me, I didn’t know that boy, he smacked me again, then when I was about going to the next, I felt him sliding his hand between my legs, and grabbing my tight.

I struggled and kicked, I tried to kick him exactly, but I was barefoot, and instead of kicking his leg, I kicked the chair’s leg.

I screamed, the plate with all the remaining omelettets slipped out of my hands, some of them just went over the boy’s pants, the remaining were all over the table and some on the floor.

-”Come on Sofi! are you really that useless?” I heard David, I was about trying to explain myself, when I felt his hand on my neck, he pushed me over the table, forcing my waist to bend, I looked around terrified, his hand moved under my gown, and I felt my panties pulled down, before I could react the first smack was applied, I tried to talk, but each time I opened my mouth a harder smack made me shut up.

I looked around, everybody there was looking with their mouths wide opened, the smacks were falling one after another, David was mad, I felt it with each one of them, he had spanked me lots of times over time, but that time he was really rough.

I started to sob, then to kick, and finally I only cried, he kept working my butt hard until he felt satisfied, then he finally released me.

“Go for a towel to wipe Nicholas pants! and don’t mess again, or you’ll get another round.”

I sniffled a bit more, trying to pull down my gown, then pulled my panties in place.

“No, let them where they’re Sofi, you won’t get corner time, but keep them in place as a reminder.”

I had to go through the embarrassment of pulling down my own panties until they were at my tights, then I walked inside trying to keep them in place.

They were still silent when I came back with a Towel, I handed it to the boy when my brother told me to wipe him myself, I had dropped all over him, so I had to clean the mess myself.

I had to kneel, and start to wipe his pants, even with the towel on my hand I could feel him hard, I closed my eyes and wiped everything out, then I had to clean the mess on the table and on the floor before going to do some more omelets.

Back in the kitchen I smell something, opened the oven and found the bread all black and burnt, I felt terrified, and opened the windows trying the avoid David to notice, the door was closed, so I thought I was safe when I saw the twins walking down.

-”The house is burning the house is burning” they screamed before I could try to stop them they were already in the garden screaming.

-”David and some of his friends were soon there, I was still trying to take the burning bread out of the oven.

There was no fire at all, but the house smelling to burning bread all over, David ran, and pushed me away, he took the tray with bread with his hands and got burned, just for a second before he put it on the sink.

He was rubbing his hand, keeping it under the cold water, while looking at me.

“Boys, get back to bed, NOW!” He said, and they ran back to their rooms, I didn’t know if they were aware of the trouble they had caused me, but I was.

“Seems that no more food tonight, Sofia, take the stool outside, and wait for us,” He said, I thought about begging, but I already knew that I would only make things worst.

I felt everyone’s eyes on me, I silently picked the stool and moved it outside, there were still two of his friends, who looked at me with some curiosity.

I heard sounds from inside, a loud chat, I was there, still with the stool on my hands, hugging him, while I was hearing the boys discussing.

For the voices I could hear, some of the boys were trying to calm David, I was feeling more and more uncomfortable, I could feel especially Nicholas eyes over me when they came back 3 of them had left, Luis, Alex, and another one I didn’t know his name.

The Luis and Alex were two of the ones I considered my friends, they probably didn’t want to see what was about happen. I felt deceived when I saw Jorge coming back with them.

Without a word, David went to me, took the stool and place it in the middle, next to the table.

Laia, take off your gown and bend over the table, you know how to do it.

I looked at him, his face was red, he was rubbing his hand, most of the boys were curious, Nicholas, grinned at his words, while Jorge was just looking at me and David.

-”Next time I have to repeat you’ll get some extra, he said, I trembled, while he was silently taking off his belt”

I started to cry again, I knew I had messed, I knew I was about being trashed, but I didn’t want them to watch. He had the belt on his hand, I felt him swinging it next to my back.

“You’re earning more and more extras Sofi, we can start with your gown on, but they will not count until you take it off, so, make your mind fast.” And the belt smacked my upper tights, making me jump.

My panties were already on my ankles, so when I close my eyes and pulled my gown up over my head, I was totally nude in front of them, I walked, unable to look anywhere else than the floor, I placed each foot on one side of the long stool, and I was sure I was giving a perfectly clear view of my intimates to everyone there willing to see. Then, I bend over the table, holding it tight.

After a time that seemed an eternity, I felt the belt hitting my already sore skin, I jumped and screamed, David was good, and gave me some seconds before hitting me again, he gave time enough for each hit to gave its full effect before the next one. But he was also drunk, he usually pointed my butt, but that time lots of times I felt the belt hitting my tights or lower back, he was also hitting with full strength in each one.

I tried to count them, but at 15 I missed the count, all the place was silent, when I opened my eyes, I could see 5 heads on the door, the twins and their friends didn’t miss the chance of watching her sister being trashed, then I watched Jorge, and I could feel his lust.

When he stopped, I didn’t move, I waited there, sobbing loud, until he told me to stand, instead of corner time he had me there, standing with my hands on my back and my legs apart.

After some more time, just the time enough for them to relax again and start to talk, he sent me back to the kitchen for more beers, but that time without clothes.

For about 30 minutes I had to go to the kitchen and walk back naked, then wait for the next request in that shameful position.

The door bell rang, and David went there, after a while he was back, I died when I watched a boy following him, he was dressed as a pizza delivery, but the worst thing was that he was in my class, I knew he worked on a pizza house, I tried to cover my face, it’s curious, instead of covering my body I just tried to cover my face, but it was a small village, everybody knew each other and obviously the boy knew who I was.

At least he didn’t talk to me, he put the pizzas on the table, in front of me, I could feel it, as I could feel his eyes trying to remember the image of her classmate naked and exposing everything but her face.

He took the money and left,

The boys started to eat, I felt Nicholas hand getting near to me accidentally each time he grabbed a slice of pizza, he walked next to me, making sure to make contact with some area of my body each time.

I was looking at them, not all time, of course, most of the time I was looking down, someone put music, and then I felt someone holding my hand, he pulled me, it was one of his friends, no one special, but he pulled me to him and started to dance, his hand on my waist, the other one holding my hand, and he started to dance, I tried to move away, but David told me to be good.

I started to dance myself, feeling his hands on my naked body, his hand on my back moved down to my butt, I squirmed by the contact, but didn’t fought, when the song had ended, I felt relieved, but it was far from the end.

One after another they made turns dancing with me, some of them placed on my back, hugging my tight, and danced, his hands moved on my belly, sometimes reaching my breasts, I was feeling raped, dirty, but I didn’t fight, I let them touch without complaining, feeling their hardness on my back or on my front, depending where they were placed.

David was looking, still mad at me, he watched them rubbing all my body, I don’t know how much time I had to dance with them, of course, they made some pauses, and I had to go for more drinks, or stay in the stool.

Nicholas went a bit further when he pulled me, forcing me to sit on his lap, I looked at David, but he didn’t say anything, then, Nicholas took a slice of pizza and feed me with one hand, while his other hand was on my inner tights under the table. Anytime I thought about fighting, I watched David’s eyes. That was enough to stop thinking about any struggle.

He was going more and nearer to my privates when David saved me asking me for another beer.

I jumped out of him, and brought David his beer, then he told me to start cleaning everything, being naked was bad, but cleaning naked was worst, you have to bend over once and again, also my back was hurting like hell, I tried to ignore it as much as I could, but now I was feeling the full effect.

I had to spend about one-hour cleaning, slowly some of the boys left the house, once I had finished there were still 5 of his friends.

David offered my room to them, so I would have to sleep with the kids, I wasn’t happy, but I knew would be safer, Nicholas was still there, and I wasn’t sure about what could happen if I would have sleep alone in my room.

Before going to sleep, I asked David for my nightgown, he told me that I wasn’t allowed to get any clothes until he told me otherwise.

I opened the door, trying to be silent, but the boys were all around the floor, my plan was to share bed with one of the twins, they all woke up, and I looked at them in shame, I was still naked, I asked them for a place, the twins didn’t allow me on their beds, but the rest of boys seemed happy to share their covers with a naked girl.

And that night I slept on the floor, with three boys around, during the night I woke up a few times, feeling a hand sometimes, a feet or any other parts over me, I tried to ignore them, I had to rest, I would have to wake up soon and start with the breakfast.

I felt a smack on my butt and suddenly woke up.

Sof! we’re hungry, go and make us breakfast! go go go!!!!

It was marc, smacking my ass with each go, he followed me that way until I reached the kitchen, while the rest of the kids laughed with the image of a girl being smacked once and again by her younger brother. Still sleepy I started to make some breakfast for the boys.

I was used to be naked for standing in the corner after being spanked, but cooking naked was a lot different, I could feel the boys staring, giggling and laughing with each movement I made.

At some point I thought that was too much, cooking naked surrounded by younger boys? that was not a punishment, I started to think I would be a bit problem if one of those kids talked at home about what had happened here. David was sleeping, so they were the ones in charge.

I turned around trying to cover myself.

“Please, can I get dressed?” I asked politely

Marc was the one who talked.

“Why? we saw you last night, you didn’t mind to stay naked for David and his friends, so what’s the problem with staying naked for us?” He walked to me while talking, I felt ridiculous, looking down to him but knowing that I was to do as told to avoid trouble.

“B..but, you and your friends are kids, I mean younger than me, I don’t know that’s the right thing, Marc. Please….”

I was there, shivering while trying to cover myself a little. He seemed to think about it.

“We’re kids, but you’re a girl Sof. Tell me, who is in charge while dad and David are away?”

I blushed more, I saw the kids grinning, the whole situation was a candy for them, the ones having older sister were usually bossed by them, and here, it was the opposite, I was damn sleepy, I looked outside, the sun was starting to show, it was really early in the morning.

“So?” marc insisted.

“You.. you are” blushing embarrassed

"We are what sof?" Don’t make me repeat myself.

I swallowed the last remains of pride.

“You are in charge while David and Dad are away”

He grinned, and the rest of boys had some more laughs

“Make our breakfast, and then, maybe we will let you put some clothes”

I sighed, and turned around, he smacked my butt before leaving me in the kitchen.

I set up the table, put glasses, milk cereals, and made some crepes

They had their breakfast, asking me to refill their glasses, I was sure they were drinking fast to have the chance of having me next to them, refilling their glasses once and again.

“Clean this, and then come to us,” Marc said with a wide grin

I was about arguing but kept my mouth closed and started to clean the kitchen, then I went to the living room where the boys were watching tv.

Marc smiled

“Now you can ask to us,” He said

“Please Marc, can I go and put on some clothes?”

He looked at me and shook his head.

“No no no…. I said you can ask to us, not to me” I sighed and blushed deep red, asking a bunch of kids for their permission to get dressed? what the hell…. I was thinking to send them to hell, but the perspective of staying naked was worst, really worst.

“Please boys, can I get dressed now?” I asked, looking all of them for a second before facing down embarrassed.

“She should kneel and ask,” one of the boys said, probably thinking his occurrence would be ignored, but the boys didn’t, they all seemed to agree.

I looked at my brothers, pleading, Alex was not looking at me, but Marc was and pointed the floor. I started to cry humiliated, but I kneeled down.

“Please boys, can I get dressed?” I asked again

They seemed to think about it, finally, Marc agreed.

“But we have to approve your clothes, go get some outfits and come to our room, you’ll try them and if we don’t like anything, you will stay naked, you have 4 minutes to come.” He sentenced looking his phone, then they all stood up leaving me there.

I had to sneak into my own room, some of David’s friends were sleeping there, I wished deeply they would not wake up, opened my undies drawer and picked some of them without thinking too much, then I picked two dresses, two shorts, and 4 shirts, after thinking a few seconds also picked one skirt, and yoga pants, just to make sure.

They were already in their room waiting for me.

“Put the clothes on the bed”

I did it, dropping my clothes there and waited.

I had to stand while they examined my clothes, you could think that nothing is worst than being naked, but, to have some kids joking about your panties, picking and checking your undies and clothes, believe me, that is far worst.

They gave me the clothes one by one, panties first. I put them, and they made me pose for them.

“Turn around” they talked about how the panties fit, and finally they gave me another pair to change and repeat the posing time, of course, they made me try each one of them, and finally they gave me the ones that they liked the most.

I didn’t have any sexy lingerie, just cotton panties, at most with a few cute details, so I knew that they were playing some kind of kinky dress up game after I put the ones they had picked they started with the bras.

They were taking their time, even making me try some more than once, obviously enjoying me to put and removed them at their will, next was the dress, and they didn’t liked it so tried the yoga pants alone, so I had to stay with those pants and my bra, obviously they didn’t like it, they tried with one of the shirts, and that time I was with a shirt and panties, they tried all the possible combinations, and I had lost count of the times I had changed for them.

At the end, they agreed that the best outfit was a pair of pink shorts and a white shirt, but without a bra.

So I had to take the shirt I was wearing, remove my bra and put the shirt again, that time they nodded.

“You can go now and do some cleaning.”

I went down and cried a bit more, but at least I was wearing something. I was afraid of David’s reaction, I knew that he had told me to stay naked until he said otherwise, but, staying naked in front of the kids was more than I could stand.

I started to clean, the kids left, Davids friend started to wake up by mid day, I made some coffee and breakfast for them, but I knew they were feeling uncomfortable, they probably remembered some of the things that had happened the last night, so they only said "good morning", "thank you" and "I should have to be going."

I felt relieved if they were uncomfortable, it was a nightmare for me.

I didn’t see Nicholas, but in one of my trips upstairs I saw my room door opened, it was empty, he had probably sneaked out of the house.

I cleaned my brothers and my room, I put the washing machine with all the clothes the boys had touched, the twins came back about lunch time, and we had started to lunch when David woke up.

He didn’t told me anything, and avoided to stay with me, took his coffee and went back to his room, I didn’t know if he was mad or feeling bad for what happened last night.

When my dad came back and asked about how I had behaved no one complained, so at least I didn’t get more trouble, my brother left back to college.

End of part 6

Old Fashioned Family

Final Part.

I had a hard time at school for a few weeks, like I said, the Lopez Brothers never told anyone about that time, at least I never knew about it, but that didn’t stop them from teasing me.

They loved to remind the whole thing giving me swats on my butt at any chance they had, so I learned to avoid being alone with them at all costs, but there were times where that was impossible. Especially at home, they were good friends of my brothers, so, they visited us a lot,

The twins rule about not closing my room’s door was still in place, so the Lopez used to step inside with any excuse, and then leave, I wasn’t sure if they did in order to catch me doing something wrong, just trying to see me while I was changing, or just to tease me.

And about the twins, well, they had more chances to punish me, one day, just after school, I was horribly tired, so once I stepped home, went to my room, took off my school uniform and ran to have a shower.

I could hear them knocking the door. Since I didn’t want more trouble for taking too long showers, I shortened it, I wrapped myself in a towel and went to my room.

I was about letting them know that the bath was free when I saw Marc in my room.

“Laia, what’s this?” He said, while pointing to my bed, there, I could see my uniform, thrown over the bed.

Wanting to avoid trouble, I ran and started to carefully keep it in my closet, when I felt his hand on my wrist.

“Sorry Marc, It was just a moment, I really needed a shower,” I said I was used to apologizing for a lot of silly things, so, the excuse just came out of my mouth without thinking.

“I know, but, you know that dad works hard to pay for our clothes, so do you think is fair that you don’t take care of your clothes?” he asked, and at that same point I knew I was in trouble, so I adopted my submissive attitude, lowering my head.

Then I noticed the ridiculous of the whole situation, I was there, in my room, wearing a towel, with my undies on my hand and trying to apologize to my brother for a matter that I really didn’t though worthed that reactions.

“No, I’m sorry Marc, please let me put my clothes in place, ok?”

After a few seconds, he shook her head.

“Come with me Sofi” Then, without releasing my wrist he walked to the kitchen somehow dragging me along with him. That time my towel didn’t fall.

Once in the kitchen, without a word he unwrapped my towel, and took it from me, slowly folded it and placed over one of the chairs. “wait here” he said, and then he went to his room.

I could hear him talking, while I waited there, naked and still with my undies on my hand, I folded them and put over the towel, then, and after a while, I could see him, along with Alex coming down.

“Bring me the skimmer, and get ready Sofi, we will take care of your lack of care for your clothes.”

And again, I did it, the skimmer was on one of the kitchen shelves, Marc loved that tool, and I’m sure he enjoyed making me clean it after each use, silently, knowing that any arguing would only make things worst I walked towards Marc, then, turned myself, and bent over, grabbing my ankles with my hands.

I was already used to that position, but Marc used to force the position more and more until I was forced to move my legs apart, so, I learned to just do it, to avoid forcing the position.

He took his time, I could see Alex, watching everything silently, I knew he didn’t enjoy that, maybe at first he did, but not now, but Marc was his twin, one day I tried to talk with him, to tell him to stop his brother, but instead of doing it he took the skimmer and did his part. I didn’t want to punish me, but he neither wanted any trouble.

So I waited, clenching my teeth, and Marc started to cook my butt, after the teen first swats, he told me to stand.

“Why are you being punished Sofi?”

“For not being careful with my school uniform, Marc,” I said, a bit surprised, he didn’t stop the punishment often.

“Sofi, Do you think you deserve to be punished?” He asked again , and I took a while, I knew the answer he wanted, but, my rebel instinct made me shake my head.

“Go back to your position”, I noticed my mistake and started to tell that yes, I deserved that punishment and his eyes didn’t give me more options, than bending over. I just have missed the chance of a light spanking for my damn pride.

And during the next 20 swats I cried and blamed myself for not saying what he expected, then, he told me to stand again.

When I stood up, I rubbed my butt, the shame I felt the first times had disappeared, I didn’t mind at all being naked, waist down, or like that time fully naked in front of my younger brothers. I just wanted to finish it and go back to my room.

“Why are you being punished?” He asked again, and again I did my part.

“For not taking enough care with my school uniform”

“Do you deserve this punishment?” And that time I was fast. I nodded “Yes, I deserve it”

So that’s it! I thought to myself, I just said what he wanted, so we’ve finished.

“Go back to your position” I looked at him astonished, still with tears in my eyes. “B..but.. I said I deserve it, I thought that was what I had to say”, first time in a long time I felt confused, I didn’t know what to say, or what to do, but worst of all, I had no clue about what to expect.

“Yes, you did, and since you admit you deserve it, I’ll do it.” He said, I cried loud, I felt tricked, If I say I deserve it, then I’m getting more, but If I say I don’t, I’m getting it anyways.

Silently I bent over again grabbing my ankles and trying to think about it.

I kept a silent counting, 10 more swats, before repeating the scene.

After 40 skimmer swats my butt was already tender, burning as hell, and I had trouble to keep thinking, so when he asked, I repeated the same answers I gave the last time.

Then again, he told me to go back to my position, and I did.

Finally, I had to confess my faults 6 times, and I had told that I deserved that about 5 times, the last times had to repeat a couple of times since my voice was trembling too much. M

My butt was hurting as hell, he cooked my tights a few times, and my sit points some more, the count was difficult, but I got probably about 80 smacks with the skimmer before Marc sent me to the corner.

And I had to stay there until Dad came back, I was already terrified, scared only on the thought that dad would give me the belt again.

I had to wait there, naked in the corner, while they talked, then I had to go with them to my room, where dad could see my school uniform over the bed.

Then I put it in my closet, with all of them watching each one of my movements, finally, Dad agreed that I had to stay in the corner until dinner time.

Again, they ordered some food, I blushed deep red once the delivery guy did his job, fortunately, I was in the kitchen, so he could never see me, but only the thought of being naked, still with my butt red as hell, while an unknown guy was on our door, was enough to give me a hard time.

After that, I was allowed to put panties and shirt, since I didn’t know how to take care of my clothes, I would not wear them for the rest of the day, and I had to feel thankful since they let me wear something.

After dinning, and I must tell it wasn’t an easy time, still feeling my butt burning, over the chair, I had to wash the dishes, and of course the skimmer, Finally, once everything was clean I was sent to my room.

From that day, Marc started to apply my punishments fully naked, he would say that it was a part of the punishment, some added shame to the pain would help me to behave, David, our older brother took that as a habit.

If I had the hope that David would change his mind and manners while interacting with other people out of the home, he did not. He was the hand kind, he never used implements, just his hands, so the few days he was at home, he was in charge of all of us.

Alex, well the time he had to punish me, he just did bare from the waist down, so as you can guess, I had to learn a few routines, one or two for each one of them.

For those who are asking why you didn’t leave the house, well a few reasons, I hadn’t finished my studies, I didn’t have any job, or way to get one, our village was really small, and I really didn’t have anyone to rely enough, I had the idea to leave once I finished my school, about one more year If I managed to keep with my good grades.

After a few weeks, I screwed everything, a bad week, a bad mood, and also, I was on “those days”, the day before I got my butt cooked by the skimmer, then I didn’t make my homework, since I was too sensitive to sit and do them, so, well, at school I got a note from my dad.

My dad was out of home for a week, the twins got friends at home almost each day, luckily they left before going to sleep, so at least the punishments were made in the privacy.

I knew I should not have hide the note, I also knew that not taking it back to school next day would have undesirable effects, but I hated the idea of being punished for school matter by my younger brothers.

Yes.. I know, I was used to be punished, but one thing is being punished by things that happen at home, one different was to be punished by things that happened at school, that, would be like recognizing them as my tutors, and I would never do that.

Even knowing that I have a hard spanking over my butt, I was happy that day, It was outdoor cinema day, so, the kids would go there, while I’d stay at home alone.

Some months ago I’d have to go with them, but not anymore, they were grownups for my dad, so they could go there alone.

The only thought of staying at home, alone, and without chances of being punished for some questionable matter was enough to raise my mood.

So, the next day, after school I went to my room, I heard the phone, but since the kids were with their friends, I didn’t move, I just thought it was dad, and he would not talk to me either way, so why bothering.

I watched the door opening, and my two brothers appeared.

“The school principal wants to talk with you,” Marc told, it took me a few seconds to know about it, finally I stood up, and walked to the phone.

I had to tell him that our dad was in a travel, he didn’t sound happy, and he told me that he was expecting him to call the school the following day.

Once I hook the phone, I saw the twins, looking at me.

“To your room, now!” Marc said I walked to my room, not sure about what to expect, well, a spanking, of course, but that was somehow new.

Once in my room, Marc asked me for the note, then he made me strip naked and wait for them, they would talk to dad about all of it. I told them that the principal was waiting for dad to call him. They already knew it, they talked with the principal, and he just talked to me to confirm their version.

Yes, maybe at home they were in control, but outside home, I was the adult there, so at least some people still asked for my version and were more inclined to trust me than then.

I took off my clothes, and waited in my room, then after a while, someone opened the door, when I noticed that weren’t the twins but the “Lopez brothers” I shouted, ran to the door while tried to cover myself, and just slammed it with a few words I better not repeat.

The kids were taking a lot, so I walked next to the door, opening it just a little to try hearing them, It didn’t sound well at all. They were arguing about something, and they were not feeling ok with dad’s words, I could tell because at that moment they sounded like little brats.

I heard the steps, and the door opening, they were unhappy.

“You’re screwed, grounded for a month, and we can’t go anywhere without you until dad comes back!” Marc said, and then they moved out, leaving me naked, and alone in my room

I didn’t know what to do, but I was sure that staying naked with my door wide open was not a good idea, so I closed it a little, and place myself in a blind point.

That means no cinema for them, and no relaxing night at all, I thought and sighed.

I heard voices, and the door opening and closing a couple of times, the rest of the kids would go to the cinema without the twins.

They came over to me again, and I could feel their eyes, this time not only Marc was angry, but Alex was also.

“Why did you moved, Sofia?” What the hell, I thought, wasn’t it obvious?, the kids were all around the house, the Lopez had already walked to my room, so I was hiding., and I tried to explain that to them.

“Your friends, they were at home, and I didn’t want them to see… “*I looked down, and started lowering my voice again, I already knew that I could not tell anything to convince them, so finally, I stopped with a mumbling “sorry”.

“Go for the skimmer and come back.” He said, and I thought about trying to say something else, but finally, knowing there was no chance to avoid it, I walked to the kitchen, took the skimmer and walked back.

“Lie down on the bed, face up” That surprised me, but I did, finding a new excruciating experience, one thing is to be naked over someone’s lap, or even bending over, but over one’s own bed? that made all the think too intimate.

Alex took my arms, pulling them over my head, then he sat over them, then Marc helped me with the legs, bending them firmly until Alex could hold them tight.

I let go a whimper, feeling my legs a bit forced into position, but they didn’t stop, and after a minute I found myself, unable to move, unable to struggle, with my butt and privates fully exposed over the bed’s edge.

Feeling so exposed was obviously a problem, but having my two brothers mad with me, with a skimmer and with all the power they needed was something to worry about.

“That’s for the note, and for hiding it from us,” Marc said, and right away, he started to apply the skimmer hard and fast over my butt, my already tender butt after being spanked two more times during the last 5 days.

The position, the shame, my legs hurting, and my already tender butt were enough for me to start crying while I’d only got seven or eight smacks.

I tried to struggle, but each time I tried Marc gave a few swats over my tender tights, I stopped breathing and yelled as hell when one of those swats reached the exposed area between them. I felt paralized and unable to breathe for a few seconds, I don’t know if they had noticed, or if Marc did it on purpose, but after that, I fully surrendered, stopped struggling, and cried until I had no more tears.

I looked Marc’s face, I could see he had not had enough yet, he did a pause, to recover his own breathing. I had already got about 50 smacks, each one hard enough to be noticed on it’s own.

I started begging them, asking to stop, I couldn’t see my butt, but I was sure that would be in a similar status than after one of our dad’s worst belting sessions.

“That’s for moving yourself, for closing the door and for slamming it”

He started again, focusing on my tights, one over each one, and then slowly moving down, reaching my sit’s spots and a bit further.

I had stopped struggling a long while ago, and without more tears, my eyes were dry and stung, also I was unable to rub them since Alex had my arms beneath him. So I closed my eyes and kept my teeth clenched, I had already bitten my lips, and I didn’t want to repeat, unable to escape I resigned myself, sobbing and snorting with each smack.

Finally, he stopped again, and I thought with a relief that it was the end.

I opened my eyes, just when he started talking again, It took me a while to notice, but we were not alone in the room, I could see 4 more figures, I didn’t know since when they were there, I struggled again, I yelled, I cried in shame.I begged them to stop, but another smack on my more tender area between my tights was enough to submit again.

“And this is for making us miss the cinema”

I opened my eyes wide, and I could see Marc handling the skimmer to one of the boys, I recognized him as Alberto, the older one of the Lopez brothers, he had finally managed to spank me by himself, I slowly watched the others, all of them watching me silently, while I was unable to move or cover me, with my butt hurting as never before.

I knew all of them, I’d taken care of some when they were younger, I had seen them growing, their birthday parties, and now, I was there, in that shameful position.

Alberto started to work with the skimmer, first weakly, but I had my butt so sore that even those made me cry again, slowly he increased, that time I kept my eyes open, still unable to believe the whole situation, finally, he stopped, and I could hear my brother.

“What do you have to say?” The question misplaced me, and I started to beg again, and he started to swat me again, I don’t know how many times, probably about 5 before he stopped again, and Marc repeated the question.

“What do you have to say?”, I talked finding it really hard since I had my mouth and nose congestionated, “S.. sorry?” I asked, and I got another smack if I had paid attention I could probably see Marc and Alberto looking to each other, making signals between them.

“Sorry, for?” Marc Asked again, I started to know their game, so I tried again, wishing to end with all of it the fastest I could.

“S. sorry for being the cause so you can’t go to the cinema”, I managed to say, between snorts and pouts, then I felt more smacks over my butt, about 10 or so before he stopped again.

“What do you say with someone had taken care for your discipline.? Again I thought with a relief that everything had ended, probably I kept inside my mind too much time, so I felt a swat requesting attention.

“T.. thank you… I mumbled” and I got another two swats.

“Thank you, to who?” Mark Asked. I wanted to finish, I was too exhausted to fight, any pride I could have before today had already gone, so I, again submitted, looking at Alberto.

“Thank you. Alberto”, but again another smack, just once I stopped talking

“Thank you for what?”, My mind was crazy, I had a terrible headache, was difficult even to know what they were expecting, I got another attention swat, and I tried again

“Thank you for spanking me, Alberto”. And I hated him, I saw his eyes, smiling condescend.

“You’re welcome Sofia, anytime” and he gave me another swat, I was about trying to stand when I saw him handing the skimmer to his brother.

I would have cried, if I keep any strength, I’d have begged if my throat were not too painful due the crying, and I would have fought If I had thought I had any chance.

I felt a swat, and a question.

“What do you have to say?”

“T.. thank you, Javier, for spanking me”, I said, without any will, then I felt 5 smacks, weak ones, but again cried.

“Not yet Sof, what do you have to say?” Again took me a while, but I answered before getting any attention swat

“S… Sorry for making you miss the movie”

And then the smacks started falling again over my butt, unable to keep any count I just waited for them to stop.

“And?” Marc Asked again.

Thank you for spanking me, Javier.” And I could see the skimmer handled to the next one.

I will shorten that, they played that game four more times, the two other boys, then Marc, and finally Alex, who switched place with Alberto.

Maybe in another situation, I would feel lucky since some of the kids really left, but at that time I didn’t felt any lucky.

By the time I was released, I didn’t move, my legs hurt, my butt also did, the same with my eyes and jaw, I felt miserable. I could feel my torturer’s eyes all over me. They gave me a few minutes, then told me to stand in my room, in front of the door and the skimmer next to me.

Then they went to the living room, I got some more swats during the rest of the evening, especially the Lopez brothers, they enjoyed coming, giving me a swat and making me thank them for it. I did it, each one for the times.

Finally, the twin’s friends left the house, and I was allowed to sleep, I didn’t have dinner that night, and I don’t think the twins did.

The next day at school I felt collapsed, I remember wearing three pairs of panties under the uniform, just to be able to sit, but that time the rumors were too much to silent them, by lunch time everyone at school knew about a bunch of boys spanking a nude older girl.

I was called to the principal office, he wasn’t alone, also the school nurse was there, I had to explain what happened, I felt like in interrogatory, finally, I had to let the nurse explore me, and well, my butt could be easily used as a proof.

All the boys present that evening were called, one by one, and asked, their parents were informed, and finally, the school contacted our dad, and our aunts, they would take care of us until he came back.

For me that was a big relief, the twins started to go to the therapist, as I did, I was also allowed to stay with my aunts. I finished my studies at a nearby town’s school, it was too hard for me to go to a school where anyone knew what had happened to me.

For a few years, no one wanted to let their kids get near my father, the twins or even Dave, so I can tell that life became hard for them all, somehow ostracized.

My dad was investigated, finally, he had also to do therapy and hours of social work, I know that can be a little thing, but since no serious beatings were declared and no sexual abuse involved, they only found him guilty from, abuse of power.

About me, well, It took some time to trust men again, I had my lesbian time, my aunt, told me a few years later that that almost killed my father, having a lesbian on his family, at sight of everybody in the small village, that was too much for him.

I left the village, and studied economics, the twins also left, for different reasons, a few years later I started to talk with them again, therapy had worked, they knew that what they had done was really bad, apologized to me, we still keep contact, but not often, too many things between us to be forget.

Four years ago dad died, he did it alone, too old to run out of the village, he never got another woman, and I never allowed him to meet our kids, I know my brothers went to the hospital but I skipped that part, I went to his funeral, along with my new family.

Family? yes! I have an awesome husband, and two kids, no twins, the twin gene jumped over me, so we got one boy and one girl, both of them awesome and cute as hell.

The question, do I spank them, yes, when needed. They’re good kids, so those are really uncommon, maybe three times in all their lifetime. I do it always by hand, and over their trunks. Then I comfort and hug them, making sure they understand why they got it, I think that helps.

And I’m here, it’s been a while since I remembered that dark part of my life, the kids are at one’s of their friends birthday party, and we have some hours to spend, time enough.

I’m over my hubby’s lap, panties down to my knees, but this time I’m not scared, I’m not in shame, I’m smiling, smiling wide, so wide that at some point I started laughing.

“What happens dear?” he asks, with a playful smack on my left cheek.

“Nothing, just thinking, come on! we don’t have all the day!” I wiggled my butt, and smiled again, this time looking up, to the sky, and then down, to the floor.

“Ready?” He says, caressing my butt.

“Go for it!” I wiggled again, this time looking up, to the sky, and then down, to the floor.

Wherever you are, look at me dad, watch me enjoying, using your discipline tool for my pleasure, I hope you can see this, and then watch me enjoying, enjoying the love of a fair relationship you never felt, enjoying my life, and enjoying one of the best sex sessions in my life.

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