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>>>IMHO sister's control over her (or their) brother >>>(elder or younger) is a good way to teach him to obey >>>women. If after some struggle he starts liking it, it >>>will lead him to FLR. >> >> > >Twelve-year-old Marie Billings had walked the >half-mile from school with a friend, Cassie Arnold. >Marie was normally picked up from school by her Mom, >but after waiting for twenty minutes she decided that >her Mom probably forgot and decided to walk home >instead. Two blocks from her home, they saw her Mom on >the driveway talking to her sixteen-year-old brother >Nathan. >Nathan had just driven home from high school and based >from what she could hear from the two blocks their >Mother was not too pleased about something. As she got >a little closer, she saw the heavy wooden hairbrush in >their Mother's right hand and a piece of paper in her >left. Nathan was talking pretty fast and it looked >like their Mother was really, really angry. She kept >referring to the piece of paper in her left hand that >she was waiving in front of Nathan's face. > >With less than a quarter of a block, she saw her Mom >grab hold of Nathan's arm and spank Nathan with the >hairbrush across the back of the cargo shorts he was >wearing a half-a-dozen times. She watched as Nathan >was propelled into the house by their Mother who was >holding a handful of the sixteen-year-old's hair. >Marie looked at Cassie as they both sped towards the >house and opened the front door. They heard Nathan's >Mom ordering him to take off his shirt as they opened >the front door. The two girls snuck down the hall and >saw Nathan and his Mom in their parent's bedroom. >Nathan's back was to them as he was pulling his tee >shirt up and over his head. The girls were able to >stand in the hallway and watch listen undetected >either seeing the exchange directly or with the help >of the large mirror on the dresser or the other on the >wall next to the bed. > >His Mother took the shirt from his hand and placed it >on the bed before taking hold of the boy's wrist and >reapplying the brush up and down the boy's bottom and >backs of his legs. Nathan was crying openly by the >time his Mom pointed to his shorts with the brush >ordering him to take them off. Nathan's cries >intensified as he pled to be allowed to keep his pants >back on. The wooden migrated south to the backs of his >bare legs as he fumbled with his belt and then button >and zipper of his shorts. They dropped to his ankles >and he stepped out of them leaving him in only his >white Calvin Klein boxer briefs and white ankle socks. > >Marie and Cassie watched in amazement as her >sixteen-year-old brother, a 135 lb. high school >wrestler, was reverted even more into a little boy. >His mom relentlessly spanked the now nearly-naked >teenager as he blubbered and cried like a >six-year-old. The dark hair under his arms and the >light dusting on his legs and light hair on his >"treasure trail" were contrasted by the white >underpants the boy was wearing. His Mother continued >to lecture the young man about the progress report >that she had received and how incredibly disappointed >she was in his poor performance. >"I don't know how to get it through your thick skull >about your responsibilities in school. We have tried a >lot of different things besides beating your bottom >like this. I thought the last time your Father took >the belt to you in the garage would do the trick, but >I guess not. Since you won't respond to other means of >punishment I think that our options are exhausted. Now >take off those underpants and those socks and put them >on the bed. I think the only way for this to sink in >is a bare bottom spanking! Now get undressed!" > >Marie's parents were traditional parents. They raised >good kids and Marie did not remember very often that >she, Nathan or their older brother Jarred had been >spanked. They got spanked when they were younger, but >she didn't remember their parents spanking any of them >since they became teenagers, particularly their Dad >spanking Nathan recently. This was news to her. This >obviously was not the first time Nathan had been >spanked, even recently, but his reaction was precious. >He pled to be able to keep his underpants on and >promised that he would be good and even offered up >that his Mom could spank him with the belt if she let >him keep his underpants on. His Mom ignored his pleas >and continued to point to his underpants with the >brush while intermittently flicking out the brush to >strike his bare thigh. > >She marveled at how little Nathan looked as he pulled >his socks off and very reluctantly slipped his fingers >into the waistband of his underpants and lowered them >to his ankles. He stooped to pick up the underpants >from the floor she saw what she suspected was his >penis and testicles hanging between his legs. When he >stood she and Cassie nearly gasped audibly as saw that >the teenage boy's penis and testicles were larger than >any boy's penis that they had seen. She had seen him >in his underpants and wrestling singlet before, but >seeing her brother's cock and balls hanging so limply >between his legs was amazing. > >Both Cassie and Marie baby sat and they had both seen >their friend Spencer's penis when he was eleven. >Earlier that summer they were over at his house >sitting in the front yard. Spencer had forgotten to do >the yard work that his Mom had given him. When he was >reminded to do it by his Mom he had given her >attitude. When his Dad got home from work, his Dad >came out into the front yard, grabbed Spencer by his >arm and dragged him from the front yard into the >garage. As the garage door was closing they watched as >his Dad yanked down his shorts and underpants down to >his ankles. The sounds coming from the garage door was >fairly obvious that their friend Spencer was getting >his bare bottom soundly spanked. > >Spencer's penis was not even half the size that >Nathan's was. The watched in awe as it hung limply >between his legs as he put the underpants on the bed >and stood awkwardly as his Mom continued to lecture >him. The penis, crowned by dark brown hair and coupled >by walnut sized testicles, was huge in their eyes. He >stood there with his hands at his sides as his Mom >lectured. It would swing like a pendulum as his Mom >would occasionally reach around with the brush and >swat his now naked bottom or backs of his legs with >the brush. > >Her brother stood there completely naked in front of >his Mom and unknown to him, in front of his younger >sister and her friend. The lecture continued for at >least ten minutes before their Mother took a seat on >the bed. "Get over my lap Nathan!" she ordered. Both >girls watched in awe as the teenage boy crawled across >his Mother's lap. She spread her legs to allow for the >boy's appendage to hang limply between her thighs. He >positioned himself over her lap until he was a >comfortable as possible before she reapplied the >brush. Cassie thoroughly enjoyed the scene playing out >before her, but Marie felt a little odd at how she was >feeling watching in amazement as her older brother who >she looked up to was now laying naked across their >Mom's lap as she spanked him. She had been over their >Mom's lap before in the same position, but not for >several months and never as naked as Nathan was at >this time. She felt bad at how venerable her brother >looked as he lay crying, pleading and promising their >Mother that he would pay more attention in school and >would do his homework that was assigned. Several >minutes later the boy was allowed to stand and the two >girls watched in amazement as Nathan abandoned all >modestly as he grabbed his roasted bottom with both >hands as he danced, hopped up and down and rubbed >frantically not paying at least bit attention at how >exposed his now flopping penis and testicles were. > >"I hope, young man, that this is will be the last time >that you will be in this position. You would think at >sixteen-years-old you would be too old to spank like a >ten-year-old, but I guess not. Now I want you to go to >your room and get your homework out and work on it >until I call you for dinner. If I come in and you are >not working on it, I will put you back over my lap, >but this time in the living room in front of the >entire family with both your pants and underpants >down. If I get a progress report like this again you >will not be sitting down for a week. This spanking >will feel like a love tap. Now get out of here or I >will spank you again!" she said walking over to the >dresser to replace her hairbrush. > >Marie and Cassie darted down the hall towards the >living room as Nathan collected his clothes and darted >to his bedroom. The girls heard the door shut as they >sat down on the living room couch. They had just >pulled out their homework when Mrs. Billings walked >down the hall. >She seemed started to see the girls, but quickly >recomposed herself. "Oh, hello girls; I didn't hear >you come in. Cassie, would you like to stay for >dinner? We're having enchiladas," she said. "Let me >call my Mom first, but I don't think she will have a >problem with that. Thank you," she said reaching for >her cell phone. > >At dinner the family talked as if nothing had >happened. Nathan seemed to have forgotten about the >events of that afternoon and sat at the dinner table >along with the rest of the family. Nothing was said >about the events that took place in his parents' room >that afternoon. He walked into the kitchen and helped >his Mom clean the kitchen and do the dishes as if >nothing had happened a few hours previous. Cassie >couldn't keep her eyes off the fly of his shorts >imaging what she had seen. Marie kept looking at her >brother's butt and backs of his legs. The boy's shorts >were long, but she did see quite a bit of red skin on >the backs of his legs and at least two marks on his >calves from where the hairbrush struck earlier.

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