The following story is fiction about sibling rivalry.  The story contains scenes of spanking.  If this subject is offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.

Note that talk from imaginary friends is right justified and in italics like this.

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Once again I'm lying, prone of course, in bed still sobbing because I've just been spanked once again with that evil hairbrush.  "Hey, who are you?" I say to the critter who suddenly popped in next to me.

I'm Johnny your new imaginary friend.  Your previous one moved on a few years ago because you didn't need him anymore and forgot him.  You created me as you need a friend again.  I promise to be sympathetic and console you as much as you need just like he did, Marty.

It all feels right so I just continue as Johnny hugs me.  He is comforting.  Somehow it doesn't matter that I'm almost thirteen and haven't had an imaginary friend since I was in kindergarten.

So what happened, Marty.  Your parents are away and you don't have a babysitter.

Well if you know that it wasn't mommy or daddy who spanked me then figure out that it was Kasey, my one and half-years younger kid sister who is the only other one here.© YLeeCoyote

Yes, that is strange.

I see that you are nodding but look puzzled because you want to know what happened.  Well, this evening I missed my curfew and Kasey pounced.  "Either you get over my lap for a well-deserved good hard spanking or I'll report this to Mother.  And you surely remember what she promised to do." she said with a big evil grin.

That's mean and blackmail.

Yes, indeed it is blackmail but she has pretty much taken charge when the folks are away.  She gotten to be as big I am and she even has little boobs showing in her tight blouses showing that she is definitely into puberty so she is physically able to be dominant.  I, on the other hand, am a shrimp (the smallest in my class) and most unhappily have not started that great transformation yet.

So, when she finished up with "Get the hairbrush, pronto." I obediently went for it immediately.  I also striped to my to my tighty-whities.  She has forbidden me from moving on to other styles until I grow man-fur.  She didn't even have convince our mom to get them for me because she made me select them herself when we were shopping a few months ago so I'm stuck with them until they wear out.  Anyway, so in those babyish undies and with hairbrush in hand I obediently reported to her in the family room where she was already confidently sitting on the spanking chair awaiting my bottom to whack.

It is so strange that it is unreal.  As she has taught, or should I say, trained me to, I stand in front of her and she takes my tighty-whities down.  Naturally she see my junk which, as I said, is still boy size.  I'm no longer bothered by that as she seen it many times.  Then I docilely lay over her lap after giving her the instrument of torture, er, punishment.

She never gives me a warm up but is always enthusiastic and immediately whacks away with that little paddle in disguise as hard as she can.  The effect is that she turns my bottom into a blazing hot inferno in just a few minutes.  I've stopped trying not to cry for the pain quickly becomes too intense and I break down anyway.  A hard whack is followed by a yell and a renewed rush of tears.

She never stops before I am shamefully bawling like a baby.  Each time that happens I know that I'm just a little boy as she likes to call me who must obey her.  Every time is she tells me to do something, I do it because of that feeling.  I'm trapped.

I'm begining to understand the situation but wonder how it happened.

Well, we had a normal relationship until about nine months ago.  That is when Mom hired Niki to babysit the two of us.  She is three years older than I and the first couple of times in the afternoon were quite normal like with our previous babysitters.  The third time was very different.  She brought Kyla, her kid sister, who is a friend of Kasey.  Things did not go well that terrible evening, to say the least.

What happened?

Niki said it was time for my bath and started to lead me to the bathroom.  I objected and she insisted that was Mother's instructions.  When I persisted, Kasey lied that Mother still bathed me and spanked me when I was naughty after stripping me (that part was true).

Immediately Kyla chimed in with "I saw Marty being bathed and spanked by his mom."  But that had been some years earlier while the spanking was just a couple of months before.  Well, before I knew it that Amazon Niki had stripped me with the two girls gleefully watching.

"Should I get the hairbrush that Mother uses?" asked Kasey in her sweetest voice.

Niki was delighted and while Kasey ran and fetched the brush, she started to spank me with her hand.  She hit very hard and it hurt.  It hurt a lot.  I was practically crying by the time Kasey returned with the brush.

Before she gave it to Niki, she gave me a few whacks explaining "This is where Mother whacks the naughty little boy.  And here.  And here."  I was already sensitized and yelped because they hurt.  Then Niki resumed spanking me but now using the evil brush.  That was even worse than with her hard hand and, just like when Mommy spanked me, I was soon crying.  I was limp when she lead me to the bath like I was a little boy and put me into the tub.

Niki made my bath into a lesson for both girls to learn how to bathe a little boy that they might be babysitting some day.  She even let them practice on me.  It was terrible especially when they did my boy bits and commented how small and hairless they were.  She even made me go 'pee-pee' before putting me into bed.  They all had a hand in aiming for me.  Throughout Niki called me a little boy and I was certainly feeling just like one with the three girls attending to me.

The next morning Kasey told me she just loved bathing me and was hoping to do it again.  Not only that but she was also looking forward to spanking me and not just a couple of whacks like she got in the previous night.

How terrible.  I'm so sorry that happened to you.  She is becoming a bossy girl for sure.

Can you make her stop?  It is really awful that my kid sister does all that.

I'm afraid not, Marty.  You are the only one who can hear me.  I'm terribly sorry.  Maybe if you tell more how it progressed, I can help you find a way out.  I'm sure it didn't all happen that first time.

That is true.  But it set an example – a really big example – for them and they repeated it.  Niki was so much bigger and stronger that when I tried to fight back I was totally overpowered, even without Kasey present.  Worse it made her mad and drove her to spank me even more.  I'm not sure what happened the second time but I annoyed her and that was cause enough for a spanking.

Since I was struggling so much she just held me so I could not move and had Kasey help her strip me naked.  Kasey was more than glad to be assistance.  She easily opened my shoe laces, my belt, every button and unzipped my fly.  I quickly lost my shoes and socks.  Then Niki twisted me around so Kasey could pull my shirt off which was quickly followed by my jeans.

I gave up then and promised to get over her lap without a struggle if she let me keep my briefs on.  They just laughed as Kasey gleefully pulled them down.  She reminded me that she had not only seen my little thingy but had washed it.

Awful!  Positively awful.

I was terribly embarrassed because I had totally lost to Niki who had a little help from Kasey and she really made me sorry.  "A little boy must not worry about being naked and handled by those in charge of him." she said.  Then she had Kasey rub her hands all over me for a long time to get used to being touched.  Kasey was delighted and fondled me with great pleasure especially my cute little boy parts as she called them.  "This is so spankable." she said when she fondled my butt.  It was terrible.

Yes.  Absolutely terrible.

Eventually she stopped doing that and Niki turned me over her lap.  I was too exhausted to resist and just lay there.  She started to teach Kasey how to spank a naughty little boy.  She showed her how different hand positions had different effects and had her practice on my butt.

Kasey was gleeful that she was spanking me and delighted that I was reacting which showed that she was being effective with just her hand.  Then Niki had her switch to the evil hairbrush.  Kasey had been hitting as hard as she could with her hand and I definitely was starting to feel it but with the hairbrush things got worse in just a couple of WHACKS.

I started to howl from the pain.  After a few I was sobbing and the crying.  You can't imagine the joy that Kasey was reveling in.  A few more hard WHACKS had me bawling like a baby just like Mother's spankings did.  Then Niki released me and Kasey dragged me to the corner and put my hands on my head.  I did not dare to object with my bottom ablaze.

I was devastated.

Of course you were for that was totally horrid.

After that Kasey kept telling me that I was going to learn to be a good and obedient boy or I was not going to be able to sit comfortably.  I hated that but did not know what I could say in return.  Even though she had help, she proved that she could make me cry like a baby and that changed our relationship.  I could sense her feeling of superiority all the time and she knew it.

It seems that it got worse with time.

It certainly did.  The next time Niki came she brought along Kyla.  She had decided that the two girls needed to have an anatomy lesson as part of their training so I was to be the model.  I objected and you can guess what happened.  Once again Niki over powered me and in a couple of minutes I was stark naked.

Once again to get me used to being handled by my caretakers, I got fondled again by both girls.  They repeatedly told me that I did not have anything to hide as they had seen it all before and that I should just relax.  Fat chance of that.

For sure.  I heard that line a lot.  Females seem to think that boys need not be modest at all although they always cover up.

Niki then had them examine my junk and learn what every part is called and what it does.  She had lots of names, both the medical and the slang ones, and I even learnt a few things although I was not happy with the lesson.

When it was over Kasey insisted that I should be spanked for being such a trouble and refusing to help.  Of course, the other two agreed.  Kasey sat on the couch and patted her lap.  "Come, naughty one." she said.

My objection that it was unfair was only answered by Niki offering to spank me instead.  That still was not fair.  I knew I could not escape and Niki pushed me towards Kasey.  I hoped that she did not have the evil hairbrush as I got over her lap.

"That's a good start, boy." she said as she patted my behind.  Then she started to spank me.  She just used her hand but for a long time.  It was not as bad as last time but still not nice.  They gave me a bath and put me to bed early.  I heard Kyla's mom come by to take her home and Kasey go to bed.

It is a small consolation that she didn't use the hairbrush.

That went on for months and gradually I found that I obeyed my kid sister more and more just like I had to obey my parents and babysitters.  Soon things like today spanking became routine.

I think that you are stuck with this until you get bigger and can fend her off.  But I'll help you try now.  Promise.

Marty just cried some more.

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It did not take long for Kasey to find a reason to spank Marty once again.  However, this time Johnny was there to encourage him to stand up to her.  It turned out that there was a fourth presence as well which changed things significantly.

"Stop procrastinating, Marty.  You have earned a spanking and a spanking you shall get.  Don't make me say it again." declared Kasey firmly and expecting her brother to cave in immediately.

Tell her 'no way', Marty, and stand firm.

"NO WAY.  You're not in charge of me."  She was totally surprised.

"I certainly am in charge and if you don't strip and get over my lap immediately, it is going to be worse for you."

Be firm and hold your ground, Marty, otherwise she will always boss you around.

Then there was a new voice but only Kasey and Johnny could hear it.

Bug off Johnny.

Who are you?

I'm Kasey's imaginary friend, Kory.  Now bug off or else.

But you're a guy and she is, well, a girl.

That's allowed.  She's one tough girl not like your wimpy friend and she wanted a tough friend just like herself.

Well, then tell her to stop bullying her brother.  It is not right, Kory.

It is right.  He's just a pusillanimous sissy and he's earned a spanking.

But he hasn't….

And so have you.  You're just like him.

With this Kory grabbed Johnny and proceeded to open his belt and pants just like Kasey could do and was doing to her brother.  A few more quick actions and Johnny was half naked.  He was yelling for Kory to stop but, of course, he did not.  A few seconds later, Kory sat down and pulled Johnny over his lap.

Marty heard Johnny's cries:

Let me go.  You have no right to spank me.

While Kasey heard:

OK Kasey, start spanking Marty while I spank his worthless imaginary friend, Johnny.  Of course, I have the right to spank an interfering self-righteous brat like you.

"Your friend, Johnny, is as big a wimp as you are.  Now let's get this spanking started." said Kasey as she swiftly opened and lowered Marty's pants before pulling him over her lap.

Let me go, you big bully.

Ha!  Ha!  Ha!  You are getting a spanked.  If you don't want to be spanked, then don't make trouble by inciting Marty to be a disobedient little boy.  Understand, wimp?

Both spankers were irritated by the hopeless resistance and that made them spank extra hard.  Although she could not hear Johnny's pitiful cries she could hear each of the spanks that Kory applied to his naked butt.

Marty was more than usually crushed by this hard spanking for he had to listen to Johnny's howls and cries as Kory spanked in unison with Kasey.  The only support he had for trying to resist was also being crushed.

It seemed like an extra long spanking to Marty when Kasey stopped and banished him to a corner where he was soon joined by Johnny.  Both were crying.

I'm sorry dude.  I really tried but Kory is as tough as your sister and he spanked me just like she spanked you.

"So my big, almost a teen brother, has an imaginary friend." Kasey said to Kory.

Yes, he does.  As you heard, I've spanked Johnny good and proper.  He's just as wimpy as your brother and is in the corner with him.  They are both crying.  I'll get him to tell Marty that you're in charge.

That night Marty was very down for he knew that he had truly lost the battle with his kid sister.  Beside him in bed was an equally dejected and red-assed Johnny, his imaginary friend, who had failed again to help.

Marty, it would be better if you were a good boy and always listened to your sister said Johnny as he rubbed his butt.  This change of heart was because Kory's words kept echoing in his head «I'll spank you every time she spanks Marty for not keeping him a good boy.»

The End

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