Attitude (m/f story)

"Can you come straight home from school today, Ann? I need some help outside."

Ann sighed. Staying at her brother's place was a lot better than with her parents, but even he nagged her. "I was going to go to the mall!"

"You can go afterwards. And weren't you there yesterday?"

"It's a big mall," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Well, you're helping me today, so deal. And I'd lose the attitude if I were you, missy."

"Oh, fuck off." Seeing the look on his face, she realized her mistake just a second too late.

"Come here." He patted his lap.

"Chris, I didn't mean it, I-"

"I don't have time for this. Come here."

"Now, if you'll just -"

"Do you want me to get the paddle, young lady?"

She didn't. Slowly, she made her way over to her scowling brother. She lifted her skirt up and lowered herself over his lap, as she had so many times before. He lowered her panties and started spanking, wasting no time on a warm-up; she was going to school soon, and didn't have a lot of time.

One hand around her waist to keep her from squirming away, he spanked hard and fast, covering her bottom in hard slaps.

"Are you going to lose that attitude, Ann?"

"Ow! Yes, I promise."

"And you're going to go straight home from school today?"

"Yes, sir!"

"Are you going to watch your language in the future?"

"Yes, sir," she said through the tears rolling down her face.

When he was satisfied that she had learned her lesson, he helped her to her feet. She stood there, jumping from foot to foot as she tried to rub the sting away. When she thought he was far away that he wouldn't hear her, she let out a small, silent "Bastard."

He turned around, and from the look on his face, she realized that she hadn't been as silent as she thought she had been.

"I went easy on you," he said as he dragged her over his knee, "because I thought you'd might like to sit somewhat comfortably during your school day. I guess I was wrong."

Ann didn't think he could spank harder than he had during her first spanking, but she soon found out just how wrong she had been. She kicked her legs, pleading for the spanking to stop, but he ignored her. He held her down and kept smacking until he felt she was sorry enough

He helped her to her feet and marched her to a corner.

"School's in thirty minutes. You're going to stay here, hands on your head and butt on display, for fifteen, and I'll drive you. If you move or talk at ALL during your corner time, you'll be getting the belt when you get home. Is that understood?"

"Yes, sir."

"Good." He gave her one last slap before leaving her to think.