Punishing their brothers (F/m story)

Sarah sighed as she put the phone down. Her idiot brother had decided to shoplift again, earning himself a quick trip to the police station. Luckily, it didn't look like it would go to court – Robert might be a teenager, but had a way of doing puppy eyes reminiscent of a far younger child, that made people instantly want to forgive him. She'd seen it work on their parents far too often.

Still, shoplifting? AGAIN? She shook her head, wishing yet again that someone had taught that kid to behave when he was younger.

The phone rang again, and Sarah picked it up, fearing that she'd hear about yet another of her brother's silly stunts. It was something of a pleasant surprise to hear the voice of Kelly on the other end.

Kelly was a few years younger than Sarah, but far taller, and she had this air of authority that caused people to think she was older. They'd met because Kelly's brother Jake was in the same class as Robert, and a friendship had blossomed.

"I heard Robert got himself arrested again," Kelly said.

Sarah groaned. "How did you know?" She paused. "Wait... Jake was there too, huh?"

"He's still at the police station," Kelly replied. "I know the officer that phoned me, and got a few details out of her – which is how I know Robert was there." Sarah heard a sigh on the other end, knowing that Kelly was as fed up as she was. "I've decided to go through with it. I've warned him many times, and he's never believed me, but this time, he's gone too far. I'm going to do it, and it's about time too."

"Do what?" Sarah said, puzzled. "You're talking in riddles, Kelly."

Sarah giggled as Kelly explained her puzzling words, but the more she heard, the better she liked the idea. She loved it, in fact.

Jake and Robert slammed the door as they entered Robert's house. The officer had driven them here, stating that their sisters had requested it, since Kelly was too busy right now. Caught! They were actually CAUGHT. They looked at each other, agreeing to get a better lookout next time.

"Ah, you're here," Sarah said, giving them a glance as if it pained her to look at them. "Follow me so we can get this started."

"Get what started?" Robert asked, suspicious.

"Don't ask questions, just follow me," Sarah said, heading up the stairs. Robert considered telling her to go to hell, but decided to follow; he was curious to see what was going on.

Sarah led them into her room. She sat down in the only chair in the room, and she'd stacked some boxes on the bed, so the boys were forced to stand.

"Now, I've had a little chat with Kelly, and we're sick of the way the two of you have been acting. Skipping school? Shoplifting?" She shook her head. "You're acting like children, not the teenagers you're supposed to be." She folded her hands in front of her chest, glaring at them. "We've decided to deal with you, and we agreed that I would start."

"Deal with us?" Robert asked, getting more and more suspicious. The back of his neck was tingling, telling him to get out of there, but he saw no reason to be scared of his sister.

"Yes," Sarah said, reaching forward and grabbing his hand, "Deal with you." And with a jerk, she dragged him forward, pulling him over her knee. Quick hands had his trousers and underpants down to his knees before he could react.

"What the hell are you doing!?" Robert asked, blushing from the realization that she could see his bare bottom. He tried to get up, but she held him down.

"I thought that was obvious," Sarah said as she started slapping his bottom.

"Ow!" he yelled. "You can't spank me!"

"It sure looks like I can," she answered drily, slapping him harder.

"You're just my sister! You can't do this!" He kicked his legs; his butt was starting to hurt!

"Our parents left me in charge, little boy," she said. Strictly speaking, that was true, but since they'd given her no way of actually making him mind her, it had been purely theoretical. Until that moment.

"And you," she said as she glared at Jake, who was standing there in open-mouthed shock. "You're next, so don't go too far."

He shivered, not at all wanting to experience what Robert was currently going through.

By the time Robert was allowed off his sister's lap, his bottom was bright pink, and he was crying hard.

"Nose in the corner," she commanded. "If you speak, try to rub your bottom, or turn away from the corner, you'll get another spanking." She turned towards Jake. "Now, get your trousers and underpants down and get over my lap." She patted her knee, as if to show him where to go.

Jake's fingers trembled as he unbuttoned his jeans, scared of what was going to happen, but far more scared of what Sarah – and his sister – would do if he disobeyed. He looked over at Sarah, who was sitting in a short skirt and thighs, stroking the lap he would soon find himself over. He looked at her long legs, how soft they looked, and how he'd love to be close to them under any circumstances other than this.

"If you stare at my legs again, Jake, you'll get extra," she warned.

He blushed as she pulled him over his knee, patting his bottom. "I'm afraid this is going to hurt, Jake," she said. She didn't sound very sorry about it.

He cried out as her palm landed on his bottom, a hard smack that caused him to kick his legs. He had never expected her soft palm to cause the pain it did.

"I hope you're learning your lesson, Jake," she said. "I don't want to do this again." A very transparent lie: she was having the time of her life.

When his spanking was over, Jake was allowed to get up and shuffle into the corner, and Sarah sat down, enjoying the sight of the two pink bottoms on display in her bedroom. When Kelly gets here, she thought to herself, things are REALLY going to get good.

A few minutes later, she heard the footsteps on the stairs.

"Ah," Kelly said as she entered the bedroom. "You've been doing quite well so far, I see." She grinned as she saw her brother and his brat of a friend, bare-bottomed in the corner. "You can turn around now, boys."

They did as she asked, eyes widening as they spotted the large hairbrush she held in her hand.

"What is that for?" Robert asked as if he dreaded the answer.

"It's for your naughty little bottoms," she explained. "You've had the first part of your spanking, and now, it's time for round two."

"You don't need to do that," Jake said, crying. "We've learned our lesson, honest!"

"Hm..." Kelly looked up as if she was pondering what to do, as if she hadn't already decided. "I guess I COULD let you off with a warning, and put this brush back in the drawer..."

"You could?" Sarah said, her surprise apparent on her face.

"Sure," Kelly replied. "I'm just not going to." She patted her palm with the brush as Sarah rose to her feet, giving Kelly the chair. "Now, which of you want to feel my brush first?"

None of the boys stepped forward, so Sarah grabbed Jake, pushing him towards his sister. "You're up, sport," she said.

There was a loud crack as the hard wood of the brush landed on Jake's unprotected flesh, followed by a loud scream.


Sarah watched the two red bottoms in the corner, and grinned to herself. "Do you think our brothers will behave from now on?"

"If they won't, I'll still have this," Kelly replied, holding up the brush. "And I'm willing to use it again."

"I'm sure you are," Sarah said with a smile.