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Ginger
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Date Posted: 19:19:35 02/04/26 Wed
It may have only been 15 spanks with your hand, but they were hard, and on top of the very thorough paddling you gave me with the brush earlier, my bottom is set ablaze again. I clutch at your leg with both hands and every muscle in my body seems to tense with my huge effort not to cry again. I'm so tired of crying.
"OK Gin, I want you to tell me what you've learned, and how you are going to avoid this behavior in the future. "
I try to swallow past the lump in my throat, but it's not budging. The silence drags out uncomfortably.
"Unbelievable!" You mutter. Your lap shifts as you draw back your hand.
You think I'm disobeying you and not answering on purpose! I fling back one hand and wave it desperately. At the same time, a rather pitiful whine is the best sound I can manage. You pause, recognizing that my silence isn't an act of defiance.
You lay your hand gently on my lower back, just above my aching and stinging bottom. You do not, however, pull my pants back up yet. It's clear you want to have this conversation in a way where I will very definitely be penalized for wrong answers. Slowly, the knot in my throat starts to loosen.
"I'm s-s-sorry, Lu. I just n-need a s-second."
"It's ok, just try to take deep even breaths."
I try that, and it seems to help. I'm so grateful that you saw I wasn't deliberately disobeying you. I finally feel like I can try to talk.
"I'm going to do better at thinking things through before I speak. Yelling and almost swearing won't make anything better. I still won't get my way, and I'll get in trouble on top of that. I will try to stay calm and respectful, even if I'm mad. I really am sorry for yelling at you, and I promise I will really try to do better. " I pause, "AND I will call you to complain about mom, instead of doing it to her face."
You huff a little laugh at that last part.
" You can ALWAYS call me, whenever you need something, whether it's a sympathetic ear, or a good spanking."
Now it's my turn to laugh a tiny bit. I never would have imagined that I could laugh while still bare-bottomed and freshly-spanked.
"I'm going to hold you to your promise though Ginger. And I promise you something in return. If I ever have to spank you for the same thing twice, the second spanking won't be some measly 15 swats with my hand. I will start over from the beginning, even if it has to wait until the next day. Do you understand me, young lady?"
And with that, you land one last hard spank, right in the middle of my bottom.
"Owwww, yes, sir!" I say automatically, falling into the specific form of address that mom and dad only require when I'm in big trouble.
"You don't have to call me 'sir,' Gin, I'm just your fun older brother. "
I groan at the teasing and obvious lie, and you gently ease my clothes back into place. You support me as I stand up, and then I wrap my arms around you in a tight hug, which you return. And for the first time all day, I don't feel angry.
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