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>Well I've shared this before but it definitely answers >your question hon. > >My Cousin Cassie spent a week with us and as usual we >went off on our "little adventures". One of those >adventures led us to sneaking into an old church that >was going to be torn down. It was damaged heavily by >severe weather and may have been hit by a tornado that >popped up in the area. There was a fence up around >the site and "no trespassing" signs everywhere. But >that didn't stop two adventurous little tomboys from >sneaking in. Most of what could be salvaged, had been >already, there were holes in the roof and crumbling >walls, debris everywhere. It was not a safe place for >two little girls to be looking around. We decided >we'd better get out before we got caught, but as we >were coming out, we did get caught by one of our local >deputies. He "arrested" us and put us in the back of >his car. Then he drove us to the Sheriff's Department. >He threatened to lock us up then call our Daddies to >give us both a good whippin'. He even threatened to >let the Sheriff himself take off his belt, make us >"drop our drawers" and give us both a whippin' we'd >never forget. After several minutes of scaring the >living hell out of us, he took us back to the area he >found us, and let us go with a very stern warning. So >we got out and thanked him. Then we started to head >for home. What he didn't tell us was he was calling my >house to tell on us. When we got to the house, Momma >was fixing lunch and told us to get washed up. Then >she started asking questions. finally telling us she >heard about two little girls were snooping around in >the old Baptist Church on Mulberry Street. Then asked >us if we knew anything about it. We lied and told her >no. After quizzing us for a few more minutes, she left >the room and came back with her hairbrush. She finally >told us she knew it was us because the Sheriff's >Department called her. She let us know in no uncertain >terms we were getting spanked and she was even more >upset because we had blatantly lied to her. So she >pulled out a chair, took a seat, then made me drop my >shorts and panties and get across her knee. She set my >bare little butt on fire by hand. Then she made >Cassie do the same and told me to leave my panties >down because she wasn't done with me yet. I stood >rubbing my bare butt and crying while I watched Cassie >get her spanking. The she let her up and told her to >leave her pants and panties off. Then she picked up >the hairbrush and told me to get back over her knee. >She said, "the first spanking was for going into that >church to begin with when it's posted and risking your >and your cousin's lives." then she told me, "This one >is for lying to me." I stepped out of my shorts and >panties and turned over her knee. As sore as my bottom >was already, she really set it on fire with the >hairbrush. I was squalling and kicking. Then after a >dozen or so swats she let me back up and had Cassie >get back across her lap for her second spanking. Momma >showed no partiality whatsoever, and Even though she >is a little bit older, Cassie kicked up more of a fuss >during her spankings than I did. When Momma let her up >off her lap we both stood there naked from the waist >down rubbing our butts and bawling at the top of our >lungs. She made us take our clothes downstairs to the >laundry room and then we had to go get baths and get >dressed for bed. She told us we had to stay in for the >rest of the day. So we had to put our nightshirts and >panties on after we got cleaned up. We weren't >"grounded" but we had to stay in. Honestly, after >those two spankings we got, I didn't want to even put >on panties, but I didn't want to take a chance on >getting in more trouble. Later that day she did let us >go sit on the patio for a while but we weren't allowed >to play outside or go anywhere. > >When Daddy got home, he had a long talk with us both >after dinner in my room. Which included both of us >getting turned over his knee and getting a few extra >swats on our bare little butts again and the threat of >the belt if we ever did anything that dangerous again. > >I would have to say after the long hard spankings >Momma gave us by hand first, the second spanking with >the hairbrush she gave us for lying to her, hurt a LOT >WORSE. > >If you have any other questions Sweetie, please feel >free to ask. > >Sonya

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