Scott Versus the Farm Girls

Scott Versus the Farm Girls
by Masked Man

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This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It contains depictions of sexual activity involving minors. If you are not of a legal age in your locality to view such material or if such material does not appeal to you, do not read further, and do not save this story.

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Editor's note: English is not Masked Man's native language. To retain the flavor of his style and avoid possibly changing any of his meaning, it is being presented here as originally submitted. I believe that despite the non- standard syntax, readers will encounter little, if any, difficulty in comprehension.

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The author does not believe in spanking and corporal punishment in general. This story is not intended to advocate or promote corporal punishment or any kind of physical or sexual abuse of children.

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Scott Versus the Farm Girls
by Masked Man

The beginning

Hello, let me tell you about my childhood; my name is Scott, this is a picture of me when I was 12; not big and I still looked "childish", people could swear I was still 11 or 10; but must adults treated me well, maybe because I was a good looking kid as you can see even if it's bad to me to say it.

Sadly my parents died when I was 10, I spent one year with my beloved grandfather. I must admit sometimes I was a bit arrogant and argumentative at that age with some adults, but I never considered myself a brat, I was clean, very cautious of my image and excellent student, I was even a grade forward my grade of studies; maybe for that I was argumentative; I knew I was clever and often I was right.

Besides since my parents died, many of my dad's counselors came to visit me; my dad had 2 factories and owned several terrains; they were honest and designed and monitored by my grandpa, they consulted me often, off course not to take decisions, just to tell me how things were going and I didn't understand a thing; but they looked as important men and they talked me respectfully, a real courtesy because I was a minor; and I felt important so I tried to use elegant outfit and later I tried to look good all time.

The only counselor that made me feel uncomfortable was Mr. Flanagan; one day after the meeting we argued about the founder of a car company; the discussion increased "listen kid I'm an expert in cars since you were in diapers," but we checked and I was right! I felt he always was resentful with me for that. More over he always had a strange sight over me, not anger sometimes he didn't removed his eyes from me, from my face or from my body, he tried to be subtle but I could note that easily.

Trouble arise

My grandpa needed a surgery, and sadly he had complications; nothing mortal but he will be in hospital long time and he was sleepy and with drugs almost all time. I spent a couple of days alone in the house and later around one week with one friendly counselor. I didn't know then that without my grandpa Mr. Flanagan was gaining each time more power.

One day the counselors came and told I can't live alone, that the counselor taking care on me is not a permanent solution, so they must search a guardian for me; the responsible of the decision of who will be the guardian will be Mr. Flanagan's choice, that pissed me but there was nothing I could do. I suggested some relatives I had in Europe, but he didn't seem interested in my suggestion. I was shocked when he mentioned that my Aunt Henrietta was the choice.

Why her?! She lived in a farm far from everything!! I didn't know too much of her, only that she was very different from my liberal city parents. I didn't want to live in the country; besides she and my parents didn't get along well as I knew.

I protested a lot but it was useless; Mr. Flanagan personally took me to her, by airplane and taxi, I also had to stand his obnoxious daughter Pam who was 9, I just didn't pay her attention and I guess she was pissed for that, but I didn't care.

IN THE FARM

I remember Aunt Henrietta big when I was younger, but at 12 she still looked big, fat and strong!! Without men in home she made alone a lot of the hard work in the farm.

After the introductions Mr. Flanagan told to my Aunt that I didn't want to come and I was an argumentative boy. I was red as a tomato and really embarrassed, he left me speechless. Aunt told "oh don't worry he should be scared to be here he is still young, and if he is argumentative that might change now that I'm in charge, here kids are raised with values and not as the punk brats in the city, "

I was starting to feel pissed so I left them to place my things inside the house, Aunt Henrietta ordered to her nieces to guide me to my room, they were Sammy of 10 years and Claude has my same age.

I didn't talk too much until the next day; I was in the country but I tried to keep the same outfit to show that I was a 'sophisticated' city kid. I tried to pass some time with the girls but Sammy was very obnoxious, an angel in front of my aunt but very bratty when my aunt turned back; she giggled often and I found since the beginning that girlish shrill laugh extremely annoying. While Claude was a very arrogant and unpleasant young girl that pretended to be a 'woman' at her 12, but still had dolls and girl's stuff and she was very immature in my opinion.

Later a boy around 9 called Joey came to our house to bring some medicine for my aunt, my aunt made him wait for money to his mom while I and the girls stayed in the main room. He looked naïve, nervy and a bit uncomfortable in the house, so I moved in front of him to introduce myself:

"Hello my name is Scott"

"My name is Joey; you live here now?"

I nodded and the boy looked at me very surprised and with curiosity, I remained silent.

"Joey stayed with us around a month," Told Claude

"Yes and how it was Joey?" I asked, he blushed and remained silent.

"Hihihi, he liked to be spanked a lot" told Sammy with a giggle and Joey blushed as a strawberry. "He has a nice butt and I also saw his pp" Continued Sammy bragging with a smirk and for Joey's total embarrassment, and after a few seconds of teasing the ashamed Joey with the sight Sammy turned her attention to me:

"And do you have a nice butt Scott?" Surprised I blushed and replied to her a bit annoyed "I don't know and it's not your business!"

She smirked "I will see that when Auntie spanks you"

"I will not be spanked dummy; I'm older, besides my parents never spanked me"

Joey and Sammy looked confused and feeling something wrong, Sammy looked at her older sister like asking her with her eyes "Is this truth sis?"

Claude told with arrogant tone as if she was an expert "mmmm, maybe yes,,,but,,,maybe not we will see that,,," she looked at me serious and like thinking fast.

"Maybe I will be the one looking your butt and spanked?" I told a bit anger to the little obnoxious Sammy

"Are you crazy?! I'm a girl, girls are not spanked they are more delicate and mature than boys, spank is a boys' punishment that's what auntie says,,," Sammy told pretending to sound serious, it looked that her aunt repeated those words often.

"I don't know what are you talking about but I will not be spanked and far less in front of any of you,,,"

Claude interrupted me: "And why not? Why do you think that you are so special? For my you are just an arrogant city kid that pretends to be above us just for wearing supposed 'cool' clothes,,,"

I replied very pissed: "That's better than a backwards dumb peasant girl as you,,,"

Suddenly we remained silent as we heard Aunt Henrietta came back with the money for Joey's mom. We didn't touch the subject the next couple of days and that afternoon I had a conversation with my Aunt.

She told me that she was spank believer and she was warned by Mr. Flanagan that I was a spoiled boy (off course that guy hated me!!) she knew that my parents didn't believe in spank and she wanted respect their decisions, but now she had the duty of raising me. So we made a deal, she made some general rules that I had to follow and broken them would mean a spank, and those rules looked very reasonable to me so I concluded that I will follow them easily, I would not be spanked and everyone happy.

BITTING THE BAIT

I still found both girls annoying, but the next couple of days I tried to be nice with them, after all we would live together some time; but I felt that it will be not so easy, Claude and I had totally antipathy and we hated each other, and I always found Sammy as a very obnoxious brat. Aunt Henrietta sometimes looked annoyed with me; I still think that maybe the girls heated her head telling her lies about me; I felt our relationship was starting to become a bit tense but I still had hope that will pass.

One afternoon I saw the little Sammy like crying some steps far from the pigs' fence. Actually she only was making like crying noises with her hands over her face but her cheeks were dry and her face was not red.

"Buuu! Sally my doll, is in the other side of the fence, buuu! Please cousin bring it to me,,, buuu!" she told and I in my 'being good' policy tried to help.

I lend my arm and my body to reach the doll but it was too far,,, Sammy stopped crying and told me a bit bossy "closer, closer! Don't be such a chicken the fence is strong and it can stand your body" So I tried to lend more and using the fence as support,,,

But suddenly I heard Sammy giggle and she pushed me,,,

CRASH ,,,.CRANK, CRANK, CRANK

I managed to maneuver to not fall in the mood, but a part of the fence was broken, I saw a little pig running toward me and a bit scared and confused I evaded him and allowed it to cross the fence,,, and the next thing I knew is hearing my aunt's voice:

"What's going on here?!"

From nowhere I saw Claude and my aunt appearing from different directions; I was dying of shame!! It took us some time to chase the pig, to put it inside and to make a provisional repair in the fence.

"OUCH!" My aunt took me from my ear and guided me to the house followed by the 2 girls.

"You know one of the major rules was to not destroy or damage the farm's infrastructure, I really want to hear a good explanation or you will receive a 'good one' this time; I already had stand you a lot the past days" I didn't know what she was talking about with her last sentence.

I was very scared. I didn't want to be spanked and far less for something that was not my fault. Trembling and a bit nervy I told: "Auntie it was not my fault,,, I was trying to help Sammy to recover her doll,,, and,,, and suddenly she pushed me aunty,,,"

"He is lying auntie, he started to tease me taking my doll and not giving it me, he threw it to the fence and then I menaced to tell on him to you; he got scared, tried to recover the doll and PUM!!"

"She is lying auntie,,, she is lying!!" It was Sammy's word against mine, I felt desperate because I knew my Aunt was over protective with the little Sammy, but I felt for a moment that she saw sincerity in my desperate eyes and she doubted a lot,,, until her 'trusty and mature' Claude, making up an hypocrite dumb serious face, told:

"It is truth Auntie; I saw Scott from a bit far teasing Sammy and throwing the doll, I tried to interfere but when I came closer it was too late,,,"

Sammy smirked triumphant, I was totally lost now ",,,.they Are lying, THEY ARE LYING!!,,," I screamed very scared and frustrated while I stomped my feet in the floor a couple of times, I looked like a 5 yo kid making a tantrum adding more 'Show' to the girls.

"OUCH!!" Suddenly I was interrupted by my aunt's hand pulling this time harder my ear again.

BAH!! CITY KIDS!!

"Siiilence little gentleman" She told sever and continued "you just broke the record in the bigger number of faults broken in a single action, bullying your little cousin, damaging the farm, messing with the animals, lie,,,"

"Ouch, ouch"

She took from a drawer in the main room a big and heavy hairbrush and then guided me to a big chair, still with one hand in my ear pulling so hard that I was walking as ballerina and giving me a painful smack over my pants from time to time, I tried to cover but she always found an unprotected point.

"OUCH, OUCH"

Meanwhile the little Sammy was very amused and told giggling, moving her open hand from side to side"

"hihihi!! Spanked, now the naughty Scott will be spanked, and we will see him crying and with a red butt!!"

"Unzip your pants!! Now!"

"No auntie, don't do it bare please"

Grinning Claude replied with a mocking tone: "He seems to be a shy boy auntie"

"He better should be shy for doing naughty things. I told unzip your pants now!!" The hair brush landed painfully over my upper thighs

I told with a very soft and begging voice: "Aunty, please don't do it in front of them, Auntie,,,ouch"

"If you were not shy to break the fence, and to lie in front of the girls then you have no right to be shy in receiving your punishment also in front of them"

"OUCH, OUCH, OUCH" She gave me a few more hits with the hair brush; I yield and unzipped my pants.

My aunt placed my over her knees, held my wrists over my back strongly with one hand securing well my arms.

I was very pissed, I was pressing with strength my teeth, and I wanted to hide my anger and frustration. Then carefully my aunt pulled back my pants and underwear, I could feel the fresh hair of the room over my buttocks,,, Sammy giggled:

"hihi,,,What a couple of milky cheeks he has!!"

Claude followed with other giggle "Yes, City kids!!,,,haha,,, But I feel his milky butt soon will be tanned and not for the sun,,,,,,,,, Wait auntie,,,"

Claude approached to me with a subtle but clear smirk. She moved my t-shirt and under shirt up discovering my back and then slowly sliced down my pants and underwear to the level of my ankles, leaving my body almost naked, how I hated the feeling of my clothes slicing and Claude's touch!!

"Smack" Claude gave me a light teasing smack over my bare butt while she giggled "Naughty Scott, I knew that sooner or later you would get it haha". That followed by a Sammy's loud girlish laugh. Then Claude retired few steps back to sit with Sammy. I never felt so powerless with that anger and feeling of unfairness.

"SPANK", "OUCH!" My thoughts suddenly were interrupted, a very painful smack from my aunts landed on my butt, I screamed I was not ready for something so painful, it hurt a lot more over my bare skin, and that was followed by a giggle from both girls.

"SPANK, SPANK, ouch, SPANK, SPANK, ouch SPANK, OUCH, SPANK, SPANK, OUCH,,,"

I pressed my teeth with all my might; I didn't want to scream, but I couldn't help to start to make very light pain "ouchs" and they were increasing as the pain was increasing. Suddenly I started to feel desperate and to beg while my aunt continued landing the hairbrush:

"Auntie please, stop, it is enough"

"You did what the girls told me?"

"Auntie please stop, really I didn't"

"Oh! you didn't?"

"No auntie"

"Really you didn't?"

"Noooo, really,,,ouch,,,"

"Really?!"

"Yeeees, Yes auntie I did it!! Please stop now I can't anymore!!"

"I decide when it's enough, and actually just now you confessed so we are just beginning,,,"

"No auntie, please stop,,,"

I really was trying to not cry, but now I was feeling desperate, I felt I couldn't anymore and she continued, and with those words that 'the punishment just began' I was very scared now,,, I started to sob and I could hear clearly Sammy's annoying giggle, while I begged:

"Auntie,,,auntie"

I tried to gain freedom but my arms were firmly secured over my back with my aunt's strong hand. I squirmed and started to move my legs desperate. Looking that Claude stand up and walked in front of my legs and she placed her foot over my fallen pants and underwear securing with them my ankles and stopping my legs movement. Then, Claude crouched and started to rub with her cold hands from my calves to my lower thighs and knees, I was in such pain that I barely could hear Claude's mocking hypocrite motherly tone:

"It's alright honey, it's for your own well, you were a naughty boy, and naughty boys are spanked, auntie will not finish until turning this naughty boy in a harmless crying baby,,,"

That gave strength to try to stand it, but not much, just a couple of more hairbrush hits and I was crying a bit louder this time. Sammy stand up and looked to me I hated so much Sammy next giggle and words than I still can remember them well:

"Hihihi, hey Scooott, Scoott, who has the apple butt now and is crying?"

Then, the little Sammy walked to my head's side. I tried to hide my tearful face under the chair, but she had the daring to place one hand under my chin, and with the other pushed my forehead forcing me to be face to face to her. She giggled constantly amused with the "funny" painful faces I was doing and my red tearful look, while I had to see her smirk all the time.

I begged crying harder and harder, but my aunt ignored me and I only added more amuse to the girls, I didn't count the smacks but I thought it would be forever,,, I never cried so much before in my life, I don't think that even as a baby; I moved from a loud cry with begs, to screams senseless screams, finally I couldn't even talk, the screams were reduced I was so tired and still crying a lot that when I tried to talk I only could babble. My aunt reduced me to a toddler!!

Sammy told: "I think he is broken now auntie, please spank him more,,,hihi.."

Claude was still caressing my ankles and upper thighs "awww poor baby, city kids!! Even Joey can stand more and he cries less loud."

When she finished I couldn't stop crying. She placed her strong arm under my armpits surrounding my chest and lifted me, carrying me with her arm around me chest when she stand in the room, my legs were hanging and I surely looked as a doll. Sammy immediately moved in front of me to see, but I have a strong desire to calm down the 'fire' I was feeling in my butt, so I was rubbing my buttocks totally unable to cover.

"Hey Scooott, I'm looking you, hihihi"

Meanwhile Aunt Henrietta was giving instructions to Claude, Sammy remained there and my aunt carried me upstairs to my room, still crying and rubbing my butt, with Claude following us.

My aunt placed me over my bed. I barely could move. Claude, with little help of my aunt, totally stripped me, and babied me, tickling my belly from time to time in a mocking way in the process:

"awwww poor baby, that happens to you for being naughty, but Auntie Henrietta and mommy Claude will take care of you,"

I was oiled and totally dress in my underwear and pajama by my aunt and Claude as if I was a toddler.

My aunt gone out of the room first remaining Claude alone with me for a moment; and before to go, Claude got close to me head and whispered to my ear:

"That will teach us to respect us city brat; you see how I ended being your 'mommy', and it's just the first lesson; if you want to avoid this spankings you must be as a tamed 'puppy' with us, I will be sure that my aunt give you a spank from time to time anyway as a reminder. And you cry as a girl by the way and I loved to hear you. Bye my baby"

She gave me a 'motherly' kiss in my forehead and gone leaving me crying long time before I could sleep.

The end