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The following story is fiction about youth who must endure CP from a younger girl.  The story contains scenes of a spanking.  If this subject is offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.

The initial story was just one part in American English.  After Beelzebub saw the initial story he insisted that there must be prequel and so he wrote it in German.  Parts 1 and 2 of the story have been translated by the computer and edited by humans.  This is the English Part 1 with Part 2 here and Part 3 hereThe German Part 1 here and Part 2 here.  Part 3 was not translated

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My Young Neighbor, the Babysitter – 1/3

By

Beelzeebub

    

Translated by

YLeeCoyote@juno.com

"Good evening Jennifer.  I'm glad you can watch Gabi.  You know her.  She's sweet and I'm sure she'll obey you." said the little girl’s mother.  "Won't you, Gabi?"  The eight-year-old nodded with conviction.  She's excited.  For the first time, the fourteen-year-old girl will watch over her and put her to bed.  Georg, her fifteen-year-old brother shouldn't do that any more because she wasn't a little girl any more, her mother decided that it was no longer proper.

"Georg won't bother you.  You'll hardly notice he's there," the woman smiled. “Thank you Jennifer.  I'll be back late at night.  You can sleep in Jennifer's room.  I've prepared a bed for you there.  Bye." she waved back on her way to the car.© YLeeCoyote

The three of them were alone.

"Come on, Jennifer, I'll show you around," Gabi took the fourteen-year-old by the hand.  Georg stood on the stairs leading upstairs, watching the attractive girl from the neighboring house with a pounding heart.  He had seen her many times before but now was very different.

Georg did not have any friends.  He was too shy for that.  He was content with himself.  Now this girl disturbed him.  He paid more attention to her than he really wanted.  In his room through the thin walls he heard the girls talking animatedly and Gabi laughing heartily.

"Come eat," his sister stormed into his room, her cheeks flushed, and stormed back out just as quickly.

Georg got up reluctantly for he did not know how to interact with a girl so close to his age.  Slowly, his heart pounding, he went downstairs.

The three of them ate.  Jennifer and Gabi were laughing and fooling around very relaxed.

Georg chewed carefully.  He felt strange.  He thought that Jennifer, the intruder, should be the one to act self-conscious and unsure of herself in the strange environment.

"Georg, we've set the table.  I think you can clear it." Jennifer said kindly.

"Hmm, okay," the boy grumbled, "I'll do it later.  Gotta finish my biology paper first."

"But don't forget – otherwise…"  She laughed and hinted of spanks swinging her hand. Gabi asked seriously, "Will you spank Georg if he disobeys?"

Jennifer laughed hardily for she was an experienced babysitter.  "Absolutely! Naughty boys get spanked.  You know that!"

Gabi nodded her head uncertainly. "Let's go see if your dolly Gustav has been good." Jennifer took the eight-year-old by the hand and they skipped gleefully into the girls' room.

Georg saw the table, shrugged his shoulders and went back to his room.  Until now, he never had to clear the table.  He didn't even know where to put the leftovers and dirty dishes.  He hid himself in his room.

He could hear Gabi squealing with delight through the thin walls.  The girls were getting along splendidly.

Later, as he walked into the bathroom, lost in thought, he suddenly found himself face to face with Jennifer, who was drying off his sister.

"Ewww," Gabi squeaked indignantly.  "You can't come in when I'm naked." she complained.

Georg blushed and stammered, "Sorry."

However instead of turning around, he remained rooted to the spot and looked guiltily at Jennifer and Gabi, who had long since wrapped herself in the large bath towel.  The girls' reproachful looks unnerved him further.

"That's very naughty, isn't it, Jennifer?" asked Gabi.

Jennifer's eyes narrowed, her lips pursed.  She nodded, barely noticeably.  "I'm going to have a talk with Georg."

The boy sensed the younger woman's dominant personality and felt helplessly inferior.  His lower jaw dropped.  He swallowed dryly and got weak in the knees.

"Mommy, uh, Jennifer, can I watch – please," begged the eight-year-old, holding her large bath towel wide open.

Basically, she didn't mind at all that her brother saw her naked.  Mother only recently found it unseemly which she didn't understand yet anyway.  And Georg had not the slightest interest in his kid sister's body.  However, Jennifer upset him for some unknown reason.

He felt his member tense.  "What the hell did that mean?" he thought.

As if she could see what was wrong with him, his face turned red to the edge of his hair with shame.

"Come on, put on your nightgown and then we'll go to Georg's room."

"Yes, Mommy! You are my very best mommy.  After all, we can play House.  And you are our mommy.  Yes, Georg?"

"Me? I have to go to the bathroom." the boy stammered bright red.

"We'll go ahead.  Come Gabi." Jennifer opened her arms wide and Gabi jumped up against her, wrapped her arms around her mommy's neck and gleefully let herself be carried into Georg's room.

With a queasy feeling, Georg opened the door to his room.  Jennifer was sitting on his desk chair and Gabi was sitting cross-legged on his bed.

She looked at him expectantly.  "Georg you have been naughty.  You're going to get a spanking from our mommy." she remained role-playing.

Jennifer eyed the tall uncertain boy with a stern face.

"Georg, I'm here to take care of your sister but you're acting as naughty as a preschooler."  She watched as the fifteen-year-old reacted to the reproach exactly like a four-year-old.

Georg nibbled uncertainly on his lower lip.  He could see little of Jennifer's stern face as the light was behind her.  Her straight, blond, long hair fell neatly to her shoulders and her bosom quivered.

He had never come so close to a girl of almost the same age.  And – she was even talking to him!

"It's not proper to rush into the bathroom just like that.  All right – we could have locked up, but we hadn't counted on your carelessness." She paused.  “What were you thinking?" Georg shrugged his shoulders.  He couldn't answer the question.

"Can't you answer such a simple question?  Or are you embarrassed?  Are you a voyeur?"

"No." Georg shook his head vigorously.

"What is that?" Gabi asked.

"That's, that's – something really naughty," Jennifer beat around the bush to avoid answering the question.

"So?  What then?" the girl echoed.

"Me, I – nothing." Georg shrugged helplessly again.

"Like a four-year-old who doesn't know what he's doing either." Jennifer noted disapprovingly.

"Did you clear the kitchen table?"  Georg hung his head.  He was caught again.

He shook his head, barely visibly, and looked pleadingly at the girl.

"I can still do it."

"Yes.  You will!  After the punishment!"

"Are you going to spank him now?" asked Gabi, clapping her hands excitedly.

"Georg is getting spanked.  Georg is getting spanked!" the little girl chanted.

Georg looked at Jennifer anxiously.  He rubbed his wet hands.  His knees were trembling.

"Come here!" she demanded sternly.

The boy stepped toward the commanding young girl.

She grabbed him roughly by the hips and pulled him between her legs.

He saw her rouged cheeks, her painted eyes.  He smelled her perfume, saw her long, slender fingers with their pearly fingernails tugging at his jeans with graceful movements.

He did not resist, let it happen as if he was paralyzed.  This girl, a being from another world, was driving him out of his mind.  The jeans landed at his feet.  She grabbed the waistband of his underpants and pulled them down.  He didn't notice her mocking grin, which was directed at his rudely pointing manhood.

Like a little boy, he allowed himself to be pulled over the girl's lap.  The novel position over the girl’s lap with his stiff member crushed on her jeans had him so befuddled that he did not resist.  He perceived her movement.  How she raised her arm and drove her hand down on his buttocks.  It was unfamiliar having the girl's hand on his bottom.

Again she raised her arm.  He noticed how her body moved.  The hand slapped and he breathed deeply.  His butt burned from the spanks.  The girl worked his bottom.  He felt it as a proof of love.  A girl was intensely engaged with him.  He smelled her body and felt her warmth.  Oh, his member was tingling dangerously.

"Spank, spank, spank!" pounded Jennifer on his bottom.  She felt that she was not reaching Georg with her blows.  Her hand was hurting by now.

Gabi had jumped up and was standing next to the two, watching closely as the hand landed on the butt, which jiggled like a pudding and turned pink.

Georg held still and remained silent.

Jennifer gave up.  "Get up!" she commanded.

Georg scrambled to his feet.  Uncertain and blushing deeply, he looked respectfully at Jennifer.  He wanted to put his pants back on.

"Wait!" Immediately Georg stopped and slowly straightened up.  Submissively, he looked at her, waiting for instructions.  He didn't even dare rub his bottom or cover his stiff, dripping member. "Lift up your shirt!" bravely Georg followed, giving her an unobstructed view of his manhood.

"Georg, you are still a very little boy.  You showed that today.  Immature boys like you are not entitled to have pubic hair."

Georg swallowed, intimidated.  Due to his immaturity he had never wasted a thought about his pubes so now it was easy for him, to agree her regulation.

"My dolly Gustav doesn't have any hair there either." Gabi crowed in confirmation yet marveling at the unfamiliar sight.

"Georg, I'll probably watch your sister regularly, and in the future I'll watch you too, until you behave like a big boy."

She grabbed him by the naked hips, pulled him close to her, looked him in the eyes from below.  “I want you to shave this inappropriate bush off.  Do you understand me?" she asked commandingly.

Cowed, Georg nodded anxiously.

"Good," Jennifer sighed pacifyingly.  “Get dressed and go to the kitchen.  I'll be right there to help you clean up after I put Gabi to bed."  Georg dutifully followed her orders.

Later he was lying in his bed.  His bottom tingled, pleasantly warm and his member tightened.  Finally he could get the relaxation he needed.  Georg was completely confused.  What had this fourteen-year-old girl done to him?  Why was he following her orders, as if hypnotized?

He imagined himself on his knees with her, felt her hand, her warm thighs, saw her quivering bosom.  Again his shaft stood and he squirted for the second time.  It was more powerful than ever before.

* * * * * * * * * *

"Jenni, Jenni, I'm happy." Gabi bounces in front of the big girl as soon as the front door opened. Jennifer smirks in flattery and opens her arms.  Gabi throws herself in and is whirled around by the fourteen-year-old.  Big brother Georg observes the exuberant greetings with mixed feelings.  He stands on the stairs in retreat.  Jennifer frightened him.  He had nothing to oppose her beguiling charisma and commanding manner.  She befuddled him.  He blushed.  He quickly gave his excited shaft more room in his pants.

The mother of the siblings was leaving.  “Bye you two! Be good.  Don't give Jenni a hard time."

"Bye, Mommy.  I'll be good," assured the little girl, who was on the fourteen-year-old's arm with her hands wrapped around her neck.

Georg shivered at his mother’s casual comment for the thought “Had his mother actually placed him in Jennifer's care as well?" took over his brain.

The door slammed shut and the three were alone.

"Well, Gabi, what do we want to play?"

Gabi whispered in Jennifer's ear "House and Georg is the child."

Jennifer grinned. "Georg!" she called him sternly.

Georg startled.  "Yes, Jennifer." he replied submissively.

"Today it's your turn to set the table.  Don't forget!"

"Yes, Jennifer."

"Has Georg been good?" asked Jennifer of her little sister.

She shrugged her shoulders in disappointment.  "I don't know."

"Well, I think the two of us will play alone for now.  Come on, let's go to your room."

Georg also retreated to his room.  He leaned against his room door from the inside.  He couldn't think straight.  He had shut himself off even more the last two weeks.  Jennifer kept running around inside his head.  The embarrassing mixed with the arousing, the desiring, the longing.

Now he heard her laughing and fooling around with Gabi in the next room.  The danger, the threat was tangibly close.  He sat down on the bed, listened and pondered.

Time passed.  Suddenly his door was yanked open:

"Aren't we going to get anything to eat today?" snapped Jennifer at him wickedly triumphant.

"Oh, I forgot." Georg jumped up.

"Georg was naughty.  Georg gets a spanking!" Gabi clapped her hands joyfully.

"Jennifer, no, please don't spank me."  Georg begged.

Jennifer shook her head contemptuously.  “You're a silly little boy.  Can't do a few little chores?  Are we, then, your servants who serve the master's food?"  She shook her head disapprovingly.

"Come Gabi, your brother is overwhelmed with table setting.  We have to help him."

Gabi looked up disdainfully at her big brother, who hung his head like a drenched cat.

Eagerly, Gabi went to help the big girl.  They quickly had the table set, though Georg couldn't help much, since he didn't know where to find plates, cups and cutlery or what food belonged on the table.

Happily, Gabi bit into her bread, swung her legs in a relaxed manner, and visibly felt at ease.  Jennifer looked after her so lovingly, she couldn't have it any better.

Georg did not like the dinner.  He blushed, looked anxiously at Jennifer, and stammered "Please don't spank me when Gabi is around."  Pleading, he looked into Jennifer's astonished face. "She tattles!" he swallowed "She tells Mother everything."

"Ah, I see.  You're embarrassed!"

He nodded.  "And it's not fair either.  If I can't see her naked, she certainly shouldn't see me naked."

"Right!" conceded Jennifer.

"Oh, dear.  Georg, it's okay for you to look when I'm being bathed.  Please Jenni, let me watch when you're spanking Georg.  Pleasssseee!"

Jennifer replied thoughtfully "No Gabi, we can't do that anymore.  That's why your mother asked me to take care of you."

She turned to the girl, "If I put Georg over my knee, naked, there's always a spanking on his bare bottom.  If you watch then your mom will scold me and I won't be allowed to come anymore.  You don't want that, do you?"

"No!" cried Gabi, falling on Jennifer's neck.

"I won't tell Mom anymore! I promise!"

"Too late, Gabi.  Now that we know your mother doesn't want us to, we have to stick to it or we'll all three be naughty."

"Oh, too bad," Gabi grumbled in disappointment.

Jennifer turned to Georg, "That doesn't change the fact that you deserve punishment for your unreliability.  If it had been up to you, we would have gone to bed hungry." she noted angrily.

She reasoned, "You deserve a spanking and you shall get it, so you'll finally understand that you have to help out and learn to follow simple rules.  It's for your own good!"

She looked at him sternly.  "Tomorrow afternoon at five in the park by the lake past the old boat house.  Be on time!  If not, you'll get double in the presence of Gabi and your mother.  I promise."

"I'll be there." Georg whispered contritely.

"You clean up everything here now.  You surely remember where the dirty dishes and food go.  Don't forget to wipe the table! It needs to look like it's unused around here."

Jennifer stood up, "Gabi, come into the bathtub.  Then I'll read you another story in bed about the witch and the naughty dwarf."

"Oh yes! The dwarf is going to get a good spanking." she gloated, taking Jennifer's hand and pulling her toward the kitchen door.

Georg sighed with relief.  Good, Jennifer wouldn’t spank him here but in the park!  She could do it in the forest near the lake which would be private.  It hadn't hurt so bad last time and had been quite delightful.

Again he felt his member stiffening.  It took him a long time to clean up the kitchen the way he thought it should be done.  Anyway, he was satisfied and went to his room.  Although it was not yet late, he put on his pajamas and a comfortable, soft bathrobe over them.

So he lay relaxed on the bed and read.  He heard the chatter from the girls' room.  “Naughty dwarf gets spanked." said Gabi and then some spanking sounds and Jennifer agreeing.  Soon that died away as Gabi fell asleep.

He was about to crawl into bed when quietly his bedroom door opened and Jennifer stood in the doorway.  Startled, he looked at her.

She came close to him, "I wanted to check if you had shaved your hair down there – like I ordered last time."

"Oh, I forgot," Georg stammered, his head bright red.

"What am I going to do with you?" Jennifer sighed.

"Then let's do it now!  Come into the bathroom!" "But, I can do it by myself!" protested Georg weakly.

"You had two weeks and didn't do it.  Now I'm going to do it, you little boy.  Chance lost!"  She grabbed his hand and pulled him up, "Come!"

Georg reluctantly followed.

"Undress!" she ordered, turning her back on him and searching the bathroom cabinet for a scissors and a razor.  She found what she was looking for and took the initiative.

"Stand in the tub," she demanded, nail scissors in hand.  She removed the hair as best she could.  Then she vigorously soaped the area around his cock, which immediately straightened into the rampant position.

Georg felt ashamed only briefly.  The matter-of-factness of her actions soothed him, gave him security.

Jennifer, a girl, took care of him intensively.  No girl had ever come so close to him before.  No girl had ever seen him like this, let alone touched him down there.

He had her head close to his chest.  Her blond hair brushed against his skin.  He didn't dare touch her head or hair.  Tiny glimpses of her cleavage were allowed by her stooped position.

Georg groaned.  The fumbling of her hands on his intimate parts, excited him to the utmost.  Oh, he was under so much pressure and definitely didn't want to cum which would be very embarrassing.

Jennifer didn't care about the stiff member.  She carefully shaved off the boy's sparse pubic hair with the lady's razor.

"You can rinse it off now," Jennifer ordered.

Gladly Georg followed and turned the shower on cold.  The cold water refreshed him and took away the tension.  Finally, his rod wiggled semi-stiffly from his now bald crotch.

"That's it," Jennifer surveyed her handiwork.

"Now you look like the little boy your demeanor befits, too.  No pubes until you learn to follow simple instructions.  You hear?"

She gave him the threatening finger, like a preschooler.  She helped the naked boy out of the bathtub.

"The next test is tomorrow, at five in the park by the lake.  Should you be late or 'forget' the appointment, you will regret it."  Jennifer threatened in no uncertain terms.

"Me, I'll be there." promised Georg, whose member was already straightening up tightly at the prospect of the intimate contact for the spanking.

"Good night.  I'll leave you with your toy now.  Enjoy yourself." Jennifer mockingly mouthed and disappeared into the girls' room.

As if in a trance, beguiled by the female charms and confused by the unusual care, Georg crept into his bed.  His emotional world did not allow any clear thoughts.  Only after several orgasms did he find his way to a restless sleep.

The date for the next day gnawed at him.  Why did the fourteen-year-old have such power over him that she could treat him like a little boy, as if she were also his babysitter?

End of Part 1.  Go to Part 2

© Original story: Copyright Beelzeebub March 25, 2021   Translation: Copyright A.I.L. March 25, 2021

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