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>Dani, > >There are some here that I would love to have been >neighbors with starting years ago and raised our >children together or if many of us could even live in >the same town, oh to have been over your house for tea >and a talk when all this went down. > >This was a brilliant read. > >>Hello everyone, >> >>I am truly sorry that I have not posted for a while. >>Life has simply been overwhelmingly busy. I can’t >>tell you how much I miss posting though. I think about >>you all frequently. >> >>An incident occurred last night that I simply cannot >>NOT tell you about! >> >>As you know, my lovely sister, Becca, is engaged to be >>married. Being in her mid-fifties and eager to get on >>with a happy life, she ‘told’ David that she >>didn’t want to wait very long to get married. It >>turned out that David preferred to get married sooner >>than later too. The two of them felt that a long >>engagement would be weird since the kids have already >>been pressing them ‘when are you getting married, >>when are you getting married’? Becca’s son, Henry, >>is sixteen and a handsome boy (with a very cute boy >>butt… especially when it is bare and over my knee), >>and her daughter, Molly, is thirteen and is very smart >>and pretty, just like her mother. And yes, Molly also >>has a very cute (bare) butt (it’s been too long >>since I’ve had her over my knee… her good behavior >>is driving me crazy and needs to change soon). >>David’s little boys, Dawson, Cody and Jackson, have >>been breaking my heart with their unimaginable >>sweetness and hair-pulling naughtiness. Dawson is >>five, and will turn six in October. Cody is currently >>six but will turn seven in about ten days. Jackson, >>the sweetest of them all, is eight, and oh-my-God is >>his bare butt ever something to die for. All three >>boys have super sweet boy-butts, but the >>eight-year-old’s is particularly magical. Getting to >>be Auntie Dani to those three boys has had me running >>a little high lately. As I’ve mentioned before, >>Becca and David designated me as their go-to >>babysitter (something that the boys are also very >>happy about) and I’ve been taking full advantage of >>the wide range of opportunities and responsibilities >>that go with the job. >> >>So… anyway… Becca and David asked if the boys >>could do an overnight at our house last night. Um… >>duh… of course… the only person who loves those >>little sweetie pies more than Becca and David is me! >>So… much to the glee of Dawson, Cody and Jackson, at >>five o’clock last night the boys were dropped off at >>my house. My own boys, Caleb and Charlie, twelve and >>thirteen, immediately grabbed ahold of their >>soon-to-be-cousins and ran them to the park about a >>block and a half from our house. Two years ago, I >>wouldn’t have let the boys go to the park on their >>own, but now that they are getting a little older, >>I’m trying to trust them more. I told them all to be >>back by six-thirty so that we could have dinner. Much >>to my disappointment, the boys did as they were told >>and arrived back home in time for dinner (darn). >> >>After dinner, all five boys went back outside to play, >>but this time they just stayed in the back yard. I was >>cleaning the kitchen and could see them through the >>back window throwing their frisbees around and hitting >>tennis balls with baseball bats. Having taken their >>t-shirts off, I was able to see how tan they had all >>gotten. >> >>And then… my cell phone rang… and that’s when >>the night took an interesting turn. >> >>My phone indicated that it was getting close to nine >>o’clock and that it was my sister calling. I >>answered my phone like I occasionally do when it’s >>Becca and said, ‘Yo, bitch’ (or sometimes ‘Yo, >>babe’). Becca launched into a quick apology and >>started telling me that she had forgotten to ask me to >>do something very important. She said that Dawson, >>Cody and Jackson had behaved atrociously about thirty >>minutes before she was due to drop them off at my >>house, and that she had sentenced them all to good, >>hard, bare bottom spankings. At the time, however, she >>was pressed to get them to my house. She didn’t want >>to be late getting to David’s. She told the boys >>that Aunt Dani would simply have to deal with them. >>Apparently, the boys erupted with pleas to be spanked >>by her instead and went on to explain that my >>spankings hurt way, way, way too much. >> >>Becca then asked me if I would be willing to spank >>Dawson, Cody and Jackson for her, and specified that >>the spankings needed to be bare, with the brush, over >>my knee and very serious. In one-one hundredths of a >>second, my heartbeat quadrupled and my whole body >>surged with a hot, tingly sensation. Had I really just >>heard my sister say what I thought she’d said? It >>turned out that, YES, I had heard her correctly. My >>sister and I have always been very casual about asking >>one another to spank each other’s kids, but this >>time it felt like she knew exactly how much I would >>appreciate being given this opportunity. I guess >>I’ve been pretty open with Becca about my >>appreciation for the boys’ bare butts, and how much >>I’ve enjoyed bending them over my knee for some >>red-hot, kicking and screaming spankings. Becca told >>me that she, too, has thoroughly enjoyed spanking the >>boys and has appreciated the frequency with which she >>has been able to do it. Becca and I talked for a few >>more minutes and when the conversation was done, my >>spanking itch was in overdrive. >> >>I yelled out to the back window and told the boys to >>come inside as it was getting late. Five minutes >>later, the boys were still outside so I yelled out the >>window again but this time added the promise of >>applying my wooden spoon to their bare butts if they >>didn’t get inside immediately. The threat to Dawson, >>Cody and Jackson was a bit silly as their bottoms were >>already doomed, but the jury was still out on whether >>Caleb and Charlie would need to go over my knee as >>well. I opened my utensil drawer and rifled through >>the items until I found my trusty ol’ wooden >>spanking spoon and set it on the kitchen counter near >>the sink. The boys continued to drag their feet as >>they made their way inside so I decided that Caleb and >>Charlie would be getting their butts bared and burned >>as well. Over the last week, Caleb and Charlie had >>been dragging their feet whenever I asked them to do >>something, and since I was going to be spanking three >>boys, I might as well spank five boys. >> >>When the boys got inside, I told them to line up in >>the kitchen, side-by-side, with their backs to the >>oven-wall (it’s not a wall full of ovens, it’s >>just the interior wall where the oven is located). >>They looked very cute standing there in nothing but >>their shorts… bare feet, bare legs, bare chests. >>Their shorts had slid down a bit, revealing a rim of >>white skin that hinted at the white, smooth, tender >>bottoms below. I explained to Dawson, Cody and Jackson >>that their mother (the boys call my sister their >>mother now) had called me and asked me to give them >>each a stiff tanning, and I told my own boys that they >>were in for bare spankings as well. I went from boy to >>boy and stripped them all buck-naked. The tears flowed >>heavily and the begging to be spared their spankings >>was in high gear. >> >>I picked up my wooden spoon and grabbed Dawson as I >>figured I’d spank from youngest to oldest. As I >>grabbed Dawson, I realized that the boy was a bit too >>sweaty and smelly for me to lay over my knee so I >>marched him down the hallway and into the bathroom >>where I turned on the shower and told him to get >>cleaned up. I said that he had five minutes and that I >>was going to remain standing right there so that I >>could tan his bare little bottom as soon as he was >>done. I kept the shower curtain partially open so I >>could watch the boy and make sure he wasn’t >>dallying. >> >>As soon as Dawson had rinsed himself off one last >>time, I turned off the shower and hauled the naked boy >>out into the middle of the bathroom. I marched him >>over to the toilet where I closed the seat and sat >>down while holding my spanking spoon in my right hand. >>Dawson stood in front of me, dripping wet and begging >>me not to spank him. “Oh, little boy, you’re going >>to get a spanking alright, and good, hard one at that. >>Your mother asked me to tan your little bottom and >>that’s exactly what I’m going to do. Now save your >>fake tears and bend over my knee. I’ll be making you >>cry REAL tears soon enough. With that, I bent the >>five-year-old over my knee and proceeded to spank his >>bare wet bottom long and hard! Bright red spoon >>circles sprang to life after each and every swat, and >>Dawson’s screaming bounced loudly off the tiled >>bathroom walls. Between the endless hard smacking and >>the ear-piercing shrieking, my ears started to ring. I >>imagined that the boys left standing in the kitchen >>were wondering what their bottoms were in for. >> >>After a long, hard, bare bottom, wooden spoon >>spanking, Dawson leapt off my knee like a frog and >>instantly started rubbing his burning, stinging, >>tomato-red bare butt (with Aunt Dani’s signature >>blue sit-spots). His eyes were red and filled with >>tears. His continued hollering and crying practically >>brought the walls down. I opened the bathroom door and >>told him to go to Caleb and Charlie’s bedroom and to >>wait for me there. I explained that as soon as I was >>done soundly spanking the bare bottoms of the other >>four boys, I would have a discussion with him and the >>others. >> >>I returned to the kitchen and to the remaining four, >>naked, nervous-looking boys. Their white hips glowed >>brightly in contrast to their otherwise brown bodies. >>Their hands were folded in front of them to hide their >>privates. With the thick wooden spanking spoon in my >>right hand, I pointed it at the teary-eyed >>six-year-old, Cody, and said in a calm tone, >>“You’re next! Get to the bathroom, NOW!” I >>walked behind Cody as he made his way down the >>hallway. My eyes were glued to his adorable, young, >>bare butt cheeks swaying and shifting back and forth >>and up and down. I couldn’t wait to get him over my >>knee and give him a good sound spanking! >> >>After Cody finished his shower, I hauled him naked and >>wet over to the toilet where I resumed my previous >>position and bent him bare-bottom-up over my knee! >>Cody cried and begged me not to spank him too hard. I >>gave him a moment of hope as my right hand gently and >>lovingly caressed his bare bottom, but then I told him >>that he would get exactly what his little brother had >>just gotten. With that, I raised the wooden spoon. For >>the next several minutes, I spanked, and I spanked, >>and I spanked Cody’s bare bottom long and hard while >>he bucked and twisted and kicked every which way. Cody >>quickly went into hysterics while his screaming and >>yelling filled every corner of the house (and the >>neighborhood). I knew that my next door neighbor, >>Victoria, would be asking me what happened. Cody’s >>bare bottom was thoroughly spanked and swollen when I >>stopped, and just like Dawson’s sit-spots, Cody’s >>had blue bulls-eyes as well. I let Cody to his >>post-spanking, burning-bare-bottom-dance for a few >>minutes before I sent him down the hall to join Dawson >>in the boy’s room. >> >>I proceeded to give Jackson, Caleb and Charlie the >>exact same treatment that the two littler boys had >>gotten, and to equal effect. I find it fascinating >>that a wooden spoon can make a thirteen-year-old boy >>scream and holler just as loudly as a five-year-old >>boy. With the older three boys, I gave more swats such >>that their butts and several inches down the backs of >>their thighs were totally and completely covered with >>flaming-red spoon prints, and each print stung like >>the Lord God Almighty. >> >>After all five, naked boys had been soundly, >>thoroughly and properly bare-bottom spanked, and their >>screaming and crying had simmered down, I had some >>final words with them in the boys’ bedroom. All five >>boys stood and rubbed their stinging and sizzling bare >>butts while I addressed them. None of them had any >>interest in sitting and wouldn’t for quite some >>time. I explained to them why they had all be spanked >>as soundly as they had been and that I expected no >>troubles from them at bedtime. Any goofing around at >>bedtime would earn them another full-on, bare bottom >>spanking, but next time it would be with my wooden >>hairbrush, and I would spare them nothing. Just >>because their butts were sore and hot wouldn’t give >>them any leniency. >> >>Luckily, the boys behaved well for the rest of the >>night, but being that it was still rather warm >>outside, none of them redressed after their spankings. >>They all chose to cool their bare and throbbing >>backsides in the night air. >> >>Hugs, >> >>Dani
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