In the two months since we first met Sonny and Myra they continue to have a weekly study session.  Several times Myra had good cause to spank Sonny for not being prepared or losing concentration.  Although he did not like to he submitted to her rather than be spanked by his mother.  If Wendy was home she watched with great interest and imagining she herself was doing the spanking.© Y Lee Coyote

Then Wendy turned twelve.  It was a very happy event for her as she was not required by law to have a babysitter anymore.  Even better was she could more actively participate with Myra when she babysat her younger brothers.

The best part of that was when the imps were naughty for she was now allowed to aid in their discipline by taking them across her lap for hand spankings.  These were even more thrilling than she had imagined.  It intensified how much she yearned to spank her big brother.  The yearning actually had some reasons because in her opinion he had wronged her with teasing, a.k.a., tormenting and more.

It was not an auspicious day for Sonny.  He had stayed up late playing games rather than doing some preparation and getting sufficient sleep for the weekly study session.  When Myra got there Wendy explained mom was out and Sonny was still abed.

“Bring me your mom’s hairbrush, please Wendy.” said Myra as she burst into Sonny’s room.  Without even hesitating a second she yanked the covers off and woke him.  He was not amused.  “You are not ready for our study session.  That has earned you a spanking.  A good hard spanking.”

Myra yanked down his TW’s and pulled him over her lap.  As she was sitting on his bed most of his weight went to the bed.  She ignored his protests and flipped a leg over his.  She started with a hand spanking.

Wendy seized the opportunity and enthusiastically began to whack her brother’s butt with the hairbrush.  She was delighted when he gave a howl showing that she was effective.  Then Myra took the hairbrush and continued with much harder blows continuing until the target was a bright red lecturing as she did so which got howls and promises in reply.

Wendy was full of compulsion to spank big brother because of the wrongs she felt he did to her.  She knew the one thing that would make her feel better.  She picked up a flip-flop and began to whack the already red tushie that was in position anew.

Myra did not stop her and Sonny was not in a position to even try as his howls increased.  Wendy did not stop spanking until Sonny was sobbing.  Then Myra released him and sent him to the bathroom to wash and pee.  When he returned he was not allowed to dress.

“Naughty little boys stay naked after their spankings.” reminded Myra.

“And that pathetic hint of a bush does not make you a man either.  I’ve had more hair than that when I was ten.  You would look better without it.” snickered and taunted Wendy.

After a quick breakfast, the two got to work.  When mom returned Sonny he explained was naked because Myra had spanked him for oversleeping.  It took some prodding by Wendy for him to admit that his sister had also spanked him to tears and that he wasn’t allowed to dress until the next day.

Mrs. Stockwood realized that Sonny was very ashamed that his little sister had spanked him and that having her do it again would be extra effective.  Sonny was dismayed when he learnt of the change in the protocol.