A Friend Who Cares 11

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A friend who cares is a friend who... spanks bare! - Chapter 11

"B-but, Kenny, just... just hold on a second!" Vicky said, when the two of them were finally alone in one of the condos' bedrooms. Lindsey had gone to take a shower in the other condo.

"Save it, Vicks," Kenny said, searching inside the closet for something. "You've really crossed a line now, screwing with our guest. So I need to put an end to your pranks right here and now, before you ruin this entire trip!"

"Me, ruin the trip? ME?" Vicky said, suddenly annoyed. "Maybe it's your dear guest the one who's ruining our trip! Maybe you feel I crossed a line not because I screwed with your guest, but because that guest is your sweet little girlfriend!"

Kenny looked up at her for a moment, pausing in his search. He looked surprised by Vicky's sudden outburst, given that she had always shown nothing but shivering dread during the moments right before a spanking. "What's gotten into you? You're supposed to be terrified right now, remember?"

"Yeah, well, maybe I feel a bit more irritated than terrified at the moment!" Vicky said.

"Well, in any case...." Kenny said, drawing something from the closet and then showing it to Vicky. "Soon you'll be feeling nothing but this!"

Vicky's expression instantly turned from anger to alarm when she saw the mean-looking leather beach sandal in Kenny's hand. One of her hands subconsciously flew to protect her bottom, while the other hand started twirling her long, black hair, as she was prone to do whenever she was nervous. "B-b-but is that really necessary...? I m-mean, I guess I earned a few smacks… but really, Ken, your hand is always more than enough for..."

"My hand's not enough for your attitude right now," Kenny said, sitting on the bed. "We need to get this message across, so you're getting the sandal. Now get your swimsuit off and get yourself across my lap!"

"What? M-my swimsuit off? But then I'll be completely NAKED!"

"It's not my fault that you chose to wear a one-piece swimsuit. But it's like I told you the very first time I gave you a spanking, some weeks ago: A friend who cares is a friend who spanks bare! Your spankings will always be on the bare, you know that, so quit stalling and take it off."

Vicky blushed and started slipping off her swimsuit, turning around to show Kenny her back. Then she placed the wet swimsuit across the back of a chair and then turned around again toward her friend, covering her breasts with one arm and her pubic area with her other hand.

"Ah-ah. No covering allowed, Vicks. You know that, too. You're being punished, so it's fine for you to feel embarrassed. After all, you didn't care too much for Lindsey's modesty when you pulled off her bikini top, did you?"

Vicky sighed and dropped her arms to her sides in defeat. "I guess I didn't."

Kenny held his breath at the sight of his now-nude BFF. Lindsey had always been the picture of perfect beauty to him, but Vicky was also very attractive in her own right. Also, this was the first time in his life that Kenny had seen an entirely naked girl, right in front of him. He felt something stirring within him, and blushed just as much as his embarrassed friend.

"W-well, *ahem*" he said, trying to focus on the task at hand. "You've just, uh... you've just confirmed my suspicions: It WAS you who pulled off her bikini top, after all. More reason to use this sandal then. C'mon, over you go," he said, patting his thigh with the painful-looking sandal.

Vicky groaned but did as she was told. Kenny got a good grip around her waist and stirred again, as he realized he now had a fully-naked girl across his lap. He forced himself to push those thoughts away and instead remembered the pain and embarrassment that the incorrigible brat had caused to his girlfriend on the beach. His determination strengthened, he brought the sandal up to begin her well-earned punishment.

*SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK!*

"OOOWW! OOOWW! OH MAN IT STINGS! OOOWW!" cried Vicky, wriggling her body and kicking her legs as the leathery instrument landed on her plump bottom again and again.

*SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK!*

"Hopefully, this will make you think twice before pranking Lindsey again for the rest of the trip!" Kenny said.

*SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK!*

"OOOWW! OOOWW! OOOWW! I HOPE SHE SLIPS AND FALLS ON HER STINGING BUTT! OOOWW!"

*SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK!*

"She wouldn't have a stinging butt if it wasn't for you!" Kenny said, without pausing the spanking for even a second. "I see that you need much more of this before you lose that attitude!"

*SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK!*

"OOOWW! OOOWW! I'D DO IT ALL OVER AGAIN! OOOWW! I'M NOT SORRY! I'M NOT! OOOWW! OOOWW!"

*SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK!*

"What's... what's going ON?" said someone from the doorway.

Kenny and Vicky both turned their heads to find an astonished Lindsey holding the bedroom's door open, watching the scene and looking truly shocked.

"Oh, crap," Vicky said, feeling a sharp jolt of embarrassment.

"L-Lindsey!" Kenny said. "I was... we were... d-didn't you say you were going to take a long shower?"

"I... I was," Lindsey said, still looking dumbfounded. Her voice was unfocused, as if she was answering the question automatically, while her brain was still dealing with the unbelievable display before her eyes. "But, uh... but I couldn't find any towels anywhere in the other condo... so I came to this condo to look, but then I heard... I heard..."

The blonde girl stared at Vicky, as if unsure of the right words to use next. Kenny looked just as anxious and uncertain about what to do or say.

Vicky sighed, from her place across Kenny's lap. "Oh, for the love of...! You can say it: You heard the sound of a good, hard spanking going on. All right already, you caught us red-handed -and red-bottomed, in my case- so let's just get it over with: Yes, mom is not my actual spanker. Kenny is. Happy now?"

"What? He is the one who spanks you?" Lindsey said. "B-but he's a boy!"

Vicky groaned. "Don't you think I know that? It's freaking embarrassing, I know!"

Kenny let Vicky up and stood up himself, dropping the sandal on the floor and taking a step toward Lindsey. "Listen, Lindsey, it's... it's a long story. Let me explain..."

"Oh, it's not such a long story, really," Vicky said, rolling her eyes. She was standing at Kenny's side, rubbing her stinging bottom and forgetting about modesty for the moment. "Some weeks ago, mom got fed up with my attitude and asked Kenny to deal with me the old-fashioned way. Kenny's family and mine have been neighbors and friends for ages, so we're almost like family. That doesn't make it any less embarrassing every time he bares my bottom, though! Or any less painful when he smacks it, for that matter."

"This is... this is incredible!" Lindsey said.

"Lindsey, I..." Kenny said, looking mortified. "Vicky is... but you are... just let me, oh geez, just let me explain."

"And why were you spanking her just now?" Lindsey said.

"Because I stung you with a sea urchin," Vicky said. "And I’m glad it hurt. Oh, and I undid your bikini top, too. And I am not sorry!"

"It was you?" Lindsey said. "Why did you do that?"

"Because you ruined our weekend by coming here!" Vicky burst out.

"Vicky!" Kenny said, turning toward her.

Lindsey looked surprised again. Then she turned around and ran away from the room.

"Lindsey, wait!" Kenny said, then he turned to Vicky. "You see what you did? You upset her!"

"Good!" Vicky said, defiantly. “I’m glad she’s upset and I’m glad she’s gone! Woo-hoo! Good riddance,” she said, in a mocking tone of voice.

Kenny clenched his teeth and looked truly annoyed. “I’m guessing I’d better wait for a bit and let her digest all that information before I go talk to her…” he said as he picked up the sandal. “…but in the meantime, I think we should turn those ‘woo-hoo’s’ to ‘boo-hoo’s. What do you think?”

Vicky swallowed and held her butt protectively. “But… but you just spanked me!”

“I was just getting started, really,” Kenny said, taking a seat on the bed and pulling his friend back across his lap. “Let’s see how long it takes to change your awful attitude, shall we?”

*SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK! SCHLACK!*

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Minutes later, Kenny found Lindsey standing right outside the condo, staring at the sea.

"Hey," he said, stopping beside her.

"Hey," she said, without turning.

"So, uh..." he started to say, trying to gauge Lindsey's feelings, but her neutral expression let nothing show. "Listen, I know you're confused about all this, but you have to understand..."

"I understand," she said.

"You... you do?"

"Well, I knew Vicky was like a sister to you," Lindsey said. "I just didn't know how close you two actually were. But it kind of makes sense, you're kind of like her responsible older brother. Even though you're both the same age."

"Um, yeah, it's pretty much like that…"

"And she IS a brat. My butt still stings from that stupid sea urchin!" she said, frowning. "So I guess she does need to get spanked constantly."

"Right. So I... I know you're upset about me seeing another girl naked. And very often, in fact. AND getting to spank that same naked girl."

"I'm not."

"But listen, I... wait, what? You're not?"

"Well, yes and no," she said, finally turning toward him. "I don't like you seeing naked girls, of course, but this is a special case, I guess. Listen, Kenny, I knew what I was signing on with this relationship. I knew you were pretty close to Vicky. She’s like a sister to you, and I have to respect that. I don't want you changing your life or relationships because of me, particularly with those who are closest to you. I know you and her care about each other as strongly as close relatives, and I've just arrived to your life, so I have no right changing any of that."

Kenny didn't know what to say. "I... well, that's..."

"Which is why," Lindsey continued. "I've also started to think of Vicky as something like a stepsister. If she's close to you, I want to be close to her, too. I want to be a good friend to her. I understand that you spank her because you care for her, because you want her to be better."

"Yes. Yes, that's right," he said. "So you're saying…"

"I'm saying you should spank that misbehaving brat as long... as hard... and as many times as she deserves!" Lindsey said. Her blue eyes became intense, and Kenny took a step back, taken by surprise by Lindsey's sudden passion. Lindsey held the hard, determined expression for a couple of seconds, and then her face smoothly turned back into the soft, friendly, smiling face that she was known for. "So I guess I should thank you for spanking her just now. For the pranks she played on me, I mean."

"I, y-yeah, you’re welcome..." Kenny said, still taken a little aback from Lindsey's temporary change of attitude. "In fact, she's getting another spanking later tonight, for her terrible grades."

"Great! I will enjoy smacking her naughty butt!" Lindsey said.

"What? You smacking her?"

"Sure! I was the victim of her pranks, remember? So I earned the right to give her a few smacks myself! We can spank her together, like a couple. It'll be romantic, don’t you think?" she giggled.

"R-romantic?" Kenny said, becoming more and more surprised by Lindsey's reaction, with each passing second. "I guess... I guess we could do that."

"Awesome! I can't wait to get a little payback," she said, then giggled again. "Now I'll go take that shower, then. See you later!"

"Um, yeah, see you..." Kenny said as he watched his girlfriend hop happily toward the condo.

He was very confused about the conversation he'd just had. But he decided to focus on the good news: Lindsey was actually ok with his spanking relationship with Vicky. He'd thought she'd be upset, but it turned out that she was even encouraging him!

He sighed and stared at the flowing ocean waves, which seemed to be getting stronger by the minute, and thought that they were probably just as unpredictable in their intensity as girls were proving to be. And now he had to deal with two of them!

To Be Continued…

(The End)