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>Well, well, well. Look what I've found... I won't >judge. It's "Laura's" choice and right to participate >in your "talks", I'll however teach her a lesson by >exposing some of her lies. >First of all, my sincere apologies. English is >literally my third language, and I may do several >mistakes along the way. As to who I am... Well, I'll >let you read Laura's half written message that I've >found on her laptop, and then I'm going to correct >half truths she has been feeding you. > >////////////////////////////// >Hi, > >I'm sorry for worrying you, it's stupid to admit but I >lost my phone, and it wasn't instead of a spanking but >additionally. Parents of my classmate read through our >class group, and they made a big problem about us >writing... It wasn't offensive or personal, just >normal stuff teens talk about, but most parents, my >mom included thought otherwise. Even after mum was >monitoring my activity and I wouldn't dare to check >spanking website like this... I'm rly sorry. > >Debbie I'm sorry that you got that spanking. I guess >you didn't rly deserve it. Your mum was blaming you >for one grade that was lower than the rest, despite >being a great student all these years, and she spanked >you when you erupted with emotions... I mean, she >kinda provoked this situation, and you got the blame. >I'm also glad that it wasn't as bad as it could be. > >I'm not doing so well myself... I don't even know >where to start... I guess this is what I told you the >last time, so let me explain myself a bit better. On >paper, I'm doing so well. I'm not the wises nor the >smartest, and I do things on impulse that I regret >later, I know and I accept it, and I even try to >change a bit, but my grades are solid this year... > >I'm working hard to be better, but it isn't because I >want to but because alternative will be "sore". It >does feel nice when people praise me, especially at >school and my mum, but it's a lot of hard work and it >takes a long time before I can see some results. > >Some time ago, a while ago actually. (I'm rly sorry >Debbie) I was put in a difficult situation. We had a >family weekend, and there was this older cousin of >mine that I hate. Maybe I'm a bit jealous of her, >because she is that perfect kid in her almost 30-ties >who graduated a good school, worked in different >country and now she returned home, and she is so >successful. She has terrible personality though, she's >cold, full of herself, and she always looks down on >me, because I'm neither as smart or talented or hard >working as she is. > >I had a fun family evening. I even got to bathe Lena >and help her change into her pyjamas, because auntie >was busy playing with a toddler boy, a new family >member to put it simply. I made Lena wear panties >underneath her pyjamas, which I never do, because we >were joining back everyone in the living room, and I >worried that she would accidentally drop her pants >while playing. She is way past the phase of running >away nude from the bathroom, and I know she would feel >rly down if someone saw her without clothes. > >I blame myself for what happened next, because I was >occupied with my uncle who promised to take me fishing >in the morning, and we were talking about details. >Auntie told Lena to go to bed, few times I assume, and >I only realised it, when she said in front of everyone >that she will be punished before going to bed. She >asked me if I could "talk" with her upstairs. It >wasn't a secret to anyone that Lena was being spanked, >even less so when she glued both of her hands to her >bottom, and started apologising. > >Me being me, I knew how she felt, and it was unfair. >Everyone had fun, she was the only child that age, and >she had to go to bed alone like a big girl. I tried to >talk her out of this, and I said that maybe I could >take her up and read her some book to calm her down, >but it was too late for that. If I wasn't so selfish, >and took her sooner I could save her from the >spanking. It was some back and forth discussion, and I >was losing it. This is when that cousin let's call her >Gina (the meanest name I know), just stood up, and >lifted Lena off the floor into her arms. She said that >she could gladly help, and would make sure that Lena >understood that a bad behaviour had it consequences. I >have no idea what was the deal between Lena's mum and >her, but she agreed as if it was normal. I wanted to >say something like OK I would do it, even if I didn't >want to, because I would just spank Lena a little to >get it over with, and the thought of Gina spanking her >was making me uneasy. But auntie said that I had my >chance, and with a "it's my final decision" look on >her face told me to stop arguing, or I would be soon >joining her. It made my face red as tomato since >everyone was listening, not that it was a secret >anymore to most of them, and I couldn't help but see >that Gina was smiling. > >Lena was in Gina hands, and she is a good kid. You >lift her up, she will hug you, and she will let you >carry her. I doubt she knew what was what anymore with >all that commotion, and arguing, since she was facing >opposite way being cuddled by Gina. Gina is much >taller than me, she's like 180cm? She's the tallest >girl I know, I don't know what they feed her. > >Gina took Lena upstairs. I wasn't allowed to go there. >We were in a big house, and there was like a 1st >floor, and then one more with those cut corners, I >don't know what's it called. With the thick walls, all >the people speaking and laughing around, I didn't have >a single clue what was going on upstairs behind the >closed doors. Did she rly spank her? Was it bad? All >those feelings were killing me, but auntie was chill >and calm. Gina came back like 1,5h later, and she said >that Lena is sleeping. When she was coming towards us >I noticed Lena's pyjama pants in her hands, and >something inside me was boiling. Like she had no right >! When she was sitting down next to auntie on the >sofa, and chatted with her, she placed Lena's pyjamas >on the backrest of the sofa, you know the top of it. >As she did, she, like rotated them in a way that the >folded side that I saw earlier faced the bed, and on >the top there were Lena's white panties I put on her. >I felt tears in my eyes. Lena is being spanked on the >bare bottom all her life, and yet the fact that Gina >stripped her naked made me so annoyed, but also mad, >and sorry for Lena. Lena barely knew Gina, and I was >more than sure that she was embarrassed when she >undressed her, it wasn't fair. I wanted to go to her, >but I wasn't allowed, and I felt horrible because I >could save her if I wasn't so focused on myself... :( > >I was going fishing early in the morning, and everyone >was sleeping. When I saw that Lena's clothes were >still where Gina left them, I ignored everything, and >I brought them to her. She heard me coming up, and >when I sat with her she immediately embraced me, >softly crying. She was sitting on the bed to my left, >and the covers were around her feet. I looked down >because I wanted to gently rotate her, because I >wanted to check on her bottom, but I couldn't help >noticing a redness that wrapped around her left thigh. >I pushed her knees apart, and I couldn't believe the >pink marks, that were turning into reds. I finally >asked Lena to turn around, and her bottom was crimson >red, even so many hours after the spanking. Not just >the middle of the bottom, but everything... the top, >sides, and towards her thighs. The mark I saw earlier >was from the hand that was probably wrapping around >her thigh. I stayed with Lena a bit, she fell asleep, >and I sneaked some lotion on her bottom, and gently I >pushed pyjamas up her bottom, leaving off her panties >for obvious reasons, just in case if she need to leave >the room, and go pee. > >I was zoning out all the time. Uncle even worried if I >had any fun fishing after all. It was hard to have fun >to smile. How could she spank her so much. I knew from >Lena that it was just her hand, and yet Lena's bottom >seemed as red as when she received the worst paddling >for doing something bad or dangerous, and lying about >it to save her skin. I was sure to bring it to auntie, >and to ensure it never happened again. > >When I returned, and I went to her I found myself over >her lap. I was so out in thoughts that I left a mess >in the kitchen. It wasn't a bad spanking at all. She >just made me cry, and let me up. I just pulled my >pants and that was it. The smallest spanking of my >life, and that was very fair of her. I brought up Lena >when we talked, and she hushed me immediately, >accusing me of playing favours, and not punishing Lena >as thoroughly as she expects me. She said that she >accepted, that I don't have it in me, and she >understands it, but she made it clear that she saw >Lena's bottom, and Lena will think twice before >arguing with her in front of everyone next time. > >I don't know how I felt about everything, except >guilty. The spanking that I got from auntie was >totally private, even if someone knew it happened no >one brought it up. No on except Gina. She made sure to >humiliate me in front of everyone, asking If I learned >my lesson, telling me that I should be grateful that >auntie left me off the hook easily, and she implied >that I wouldn't be so lucky If I were on her mercy. I >just thought to myself, I screamed inside "SHUT UP !", >and "YOU WISH!", and before I erupted I stayed as far >away as I could from her, hating her more than ever. >I don't know how much of those feelings were just "me >being me", no one else seemed to think that she went >too far with Lena, or that her questions were >inappropriate, but I couldn't help feeling this way. > >I spend the remaining time (2 more days) just with >Lena. I wanted to brighten her days, and say I'm sorry >in my own way. I played with her, I was reading her >book, I was taking her out. The only thing I couldn't >understand was, how was it possible to turn her bottom >so red with just a hand. It was slow to fade, and even >then her bottom was tender, and she gave me a loud >"OUCH", when I was washing her. > >When I returned home I told mum everything, and she >was unfazed. She said that I may not know it, but >Lena's behaviour is bad lately, and the sore bottom >was a great reminder that she needed to stop arguing >when she doesn't accept her mum's decisions. I guess >our mums talked, and she knew all about, and made up >her mind before I told her my version... I was just >happy that everything was behind me, Lena's bottom >recovered, and I wouldn't have to see Gina's face any >time soon. > > >I saw her face at our house a week later when I >returned from school. I tossed off my bag, and I >forced myself to say Hi. My mum missed that family >gathering, so maybe she wanted just to visit, but it >wasn't it. Gina was starting her own business, but she >didn't have much clients nor work to do, and she was >tutoring kids to help with her expenses. All my mum >saw, was this perfect girl, who graduated from perfect >school, with perfect grenades, and had a perfect start >at life, and she wanted all that "perfect" for me. > >I'm not the brightest in maths (English too, lol), but >I know that mum was working less to help me study, and >I felt bad about it. From her point of view, and >hourly income she makes, she could easily pay Gina to >help me study, and still make money, instead of >spending all that additional time on me. My reaction >was NO, I don't want to study with you, and I told mum >that I would be fine on my own now. I was still >recovering from that phone thing I told you at the >beginning, and mum's trust supply was rather short. > >Gina said that the rules were simple, and she went >over them in like a minute or two, and said that >breaking them would result in immediate punishment, >and not listening to her would earn me a single >warning, and then she would discipline me. I was >confused at her wording, like punishment, and >discipline, it just didn't click. Like it was so far >away galaxy that my brain couldn't connect it, until >she warned me, that my spankings would prevent me from >sitting straight for quite some time. > >Once I connected the dots I looked at mum, and she was >just nodding. Before I said anything, she told me that >it was a great opportunity, because Gina was >accomplished but she also knew how to share her >knowledge with others. She admitted that Gina might be >strict at times, but she said that it's for my own >good, and I had nothing to worry about, unless I >decided to misbehave, and not listen to her. She >warned me that Gina had her permission, and said "her >word is my word, understood!?" > >Then she just left me with her, and went to work... > >It was awkward, silence once the doors closed. I felt >that she would be a tyrant... and she turned out to be >it, and not to be it... I'm sorry if I don't make >sense. > >The first thing she do was scold me on my clothes, >shoes, and bag that I left in the middle of nowhere. >She said that she would let it slide because we were >both new to the rules, but she wouldn't allow it >again. She then asked if I ate, and I had, and she >offered me a tea, and even a snack, while she went >through my notebooks. I feared that she would laugh at >me, but she didn't. She either praised me, or said >that we needed to work or this or that, and she kept >asking me things that I understood and didn't. She >never took my word for it thought, and If I said yes, >then she was checking it with some additional details. >Not once she criticised me, I felt like she was >building me up, and this never changed, even now... > >I felt like, maybe it isn't so bad? Then she drafted >like new regime, curfew, reorganised my entire days in >a way that cut my outside time by an hour, and she >took away my Fridays evenings that i negotiated with >mum some time ago, to let me stay out longer, saying >that I needed consistency, and it wasn't safe. I said >something, but mum d... and she said that she spoke to >her about that, and she had her full authority. I >wanted to say something more, and she said that it was >my first warning, and I said "it's not fair!" or >rather yelled, and I sealed my fate. > >Mum's words echoed in my head, and although I promised >myself that I would fight her on this, I felt weaker, >she is much taller than me after all, and I feared >mum's spanking upon her return. I started crying, and >I said that I was sorry, and before I realised I was >on her mercy, and all the courage I thought I had was >gone. She put away all the books and notebooks, and >took my arm, leading me to the living room. I realised >that she was much stronger than I was, and probably >even mum. I was horrified of her, thinking back to the >state of Lena's bottom. > >She had me sit down with her, and she said that she >understands that I may have objections, but I had to >trust her judgment, and accept her decisions, whether >I liked them or not. She pushed me on my back, and >told me to lie down. When I did, she stood up, lifting >my knees to help me get fully on bed, and she pulled >away my pants with socks. All I could do was cover my >face with my arms in embarrassment, and I don't know >why I wasn't fighting her back as I imagined I would. >I heard her folding my clothes, and I felt her hands >on my panties, and she lost no time removing them. I >couldn't face her being half nude, and then I felt my >shirt being rolled up my arms... Mum must have told >her that she spanks me nude, and she was going to do >the same by taking away my shirt, followed by bra. I'm >sure that she already took a good look at me as she >undressed me, but despite that I was trying to cover >all I could. She made me stand in the corner for >"until I tell you otherwise" with my hands behind my >head. It felt like half an hour. I could hear and feel >her presence behind me all that time............. > >/////////////////////////// > >I'm sorry. Her writing ends here. I believe that you >have a clue now, who I am. I'm not a monster she >painted me to be though. Just a concerned cousin, >sincerely doing my best to support my aunt and her >daughter. > >To someone who lies constantly, telling the truth is >the worst punishment, and this is what we are going to >do. > >Laura no longer has permission to spank Lena. She may >seem like a hero, but she's been causing a lot of >issues. Laura wasn't just spanking Lena less, many >times she was covering for her little cousin, telling >lies about her behaviour, and letting her get away. A >child needs consistent discipline. Yes, initially, >Lena had been spanked more frequently, but once she >understood that she would be spanked every time she >misbehaved, she changed for the better. She behaves >now, and she's naturally being spanked less often. >Laura was sending her mixed signals, saving her from >one spanking, only for her to be paddled by her mum a >day or two later. > >I cannot quite understand all this drama about nudity >that Laura is going through. Lena couldn't care less >when I stripped her clothes off, for that >aforementioned spanking. She felt literally nothing >but a fresh air between her legs when I was sliding >her panties down. I have no idea why Laura assumed >that she'd known otherwise. The spanking itself was >nowhere as severe as she described either. Few minutes >with my hand on Lena's bare bottom, has it hurt? Yes, >it has. Has it made her bottom red? Yes, it has. Has >it been "crimson red, even so many hours after the >spanking", nope. Just pink-ish, maybe red-ish around >her lower bottom, since it's the part that I'd spanked >the most. > >Laura is a walking enigma. She showers with her >friends on daily basis. Every time she goes to public >baths, pools, saunas, she runs around changing room >completely nude, not even a towel... In front of >complete strangers... I don't understand why being >nude for a spanking makes her feel naked all of >sudden. I won't deny that I've taken a peak of sheer >curiosity while I was taking off her bra and panties >for the first time. The same peek I'd give anyone >else. Why Laura felt the need to cover her breasts and >vulva with hands is beyond my comprehension >considering how she's been running around nude every >occasions she gets. > >I also want to say something. Laura is not dumb nor >stupid, far from that, she's actually smart, smarter >than me for sure. You have no idea how quickly she >learns things... But she's incredibly lazy, and she >lacks any will power to do better. All she wants to do >is have fun with her friends, and she acts like a >victim every time she doesn't get what she wants. The >only thing stopping her from fulfilling her dreams is >that victim mentality. > >I won't forbid her from chatting with you. I cannot >quite believe it, but she told me that some people >here were nice to her, and writing this stuff helps >her to understand her emotions better. She hadn't been >truthful with me, about these messages, and I hate how >she exaggerates certain aspects of her life to play >innocent victim here. I wanted to straighten some of >her lies, because I know that the truth will be a good >lesson for her. > >If not, the spanking I had just given her for lying to >me will surely be... > >Goodbye

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