Cleanup (M/ff story)

Mindy slowly woke up on a beautiful Friday afternoon, seeing the sun shining through the living room windows. The lanky, blonde 18-year-old sighed contentedly, stretched herself on the comfortable couch, and looked up to the see the disappointed face of her older brother glaring down at her. In an instant, all the fog of her drowsiness was gone, and she sat up. "Robert! I didn't think you'd... I mean -"

"You didn't think I'd be home from my work trip until tomorrow? Was that what you were about to say?" He looked around at the messy living room, particularly the half-full beer bottles. He glanced over at Mindy's best friend Courtney, who had been sleeping in the comfy chair. Like Mindy, she was clad in pyjamas, and her nervous countenance now mirrored his sister's.

"I can explain," Mindy said quickly. He folded his arms in front of his chest and gazed expectantly down at her, and she realized that she didn't know what to say. Was there anything she could come up with that would make the situation better?

When she hesitated, he turned his gaze on Courtney. "And you? Do you have anything to say for yourself?"

The plump, short girl with the long, dark hair silently shook her head, looking as if she was actively trying to sink into the chair and disappear from view. Robert was a tall, muscular man, but with a friendly smile that made her weak in the knees. Courtney couldn't deny that she found her friend's older brother attractive, and she hated it when he glared at her with that disappointed look.

After a few seconds, he decided to put an end to the girls' misery. "Let me guess, then. You two decided to throw a party in my house last night, even though I told you 'No parties' before I left. Then, you skipped school today." He raised an eyebrow. "Or are you about to try telling me that you went to school, came home, changed into your pyjamas, and had a nap?"

"Actually, we partied Wednesday night. We just haven't cleaned up yet," Courtney said sullenly.

"The party was the day before yesterday? I'm guessing you didn't go to school yesterday either, then?" Robert replied. Mindy glared at her friend, clearly angry about her having volunteered this information, and Courtney turned pale and resumed her silent attempt to phase through the furniture.

"And you were going to clean up today, leaving no trace of what had happened? You planned to break my rules, skip school, and get away with both?" He shook his head, his face and his voice both revealing just how disappointed he was. "Fortunately, we landed the deal sooner than my boss expected, so we could take an earlier flight."

'Fortunately' was not the word the girls would have chosen, but they were smart enough not to say it out loud.

He stood in front of his sister with his arms folded in front of his chest, glaring down at her. "Can you guess what's going to happen now, Mindy?"

She bit her lip. She always hated this part - having to say it out loud. "You're going to spank me, aren't you?" she said pitifully.

"Can you give me a good reason why I shouldn't?"

She briefly considered the question. She guessed that the arguments 'It will hurt and be very embarrassing' and 'I'm truly sorry and won't do it again' would hold very little weight with him, and trying to argue her case could only make things worse. She shook her head.

"Stand up," he told her. When she rose to her feet, he sat down on the now-empty couch, placing his fingers in the waistband of her pyjama bottoms. He slowly peeled them down to her knees, and she grimaced at the indignity of being pantsed by her brother in the living room while her best friend watched. Her panties soon followed, and when he patted his lap, she immediately placed herself over his knee, wanting to get the embarrassing display over as quickly as possible.

Wasting no more time, he started to smack the bare bottom presented to him. Though he spanked hard and fast, causing a mighty sting to her poor rear end, she bit her lip, determined not to show how much it hurt. She managed to stop herself from crying out, but curled her toes in reaction to the pain. At times like this, she wished she had Courtney's curves; her friend's round rear had to take these punishments better than Mindy's own flat butt.

Courtney shifted in her seat, biting her fingernail as she wondered what would happen to her. Robert hadn't said he would spank her as well, but he also hadn't said that he wouldn't. She could always ask him, but she was afraid of giving him ideas.

However, she presumed she would find herself over his lap once Mindy's punishment was over. They'd partied and skipped school together, so he would probably think she deserved the same punishment. And it wouldn't be the first time she went over his knee; she would rather take a spanking from Mindy's big brother than a grounding from her parents. At least the spanking was over with relatively quickly - though while it lasted, it felt like it went on forever.

Mindy tried take her spanking stoically. Robert wondered why she bothered; he never stopped spanking until she was sobbing, so why did she want to make it harder for herself? But as the slaps continued to rain down on her poor posterior, she could feel tears at the edges of her eyes, and no matter how hard she tried to hold them back, she could soon feel the warm, salty drops trickling down her face.

As his hand continued to move from cheek to cheek, painting her entire backside bright pink, she began to squirm, all bravado spanked out of her. Eventually, she broke down sobbing, promising to be good as she buried her face in the couch cushions.

He ended the spanking, and when she'd calmed down somewhat, he helped her up. "Now, stand in the corner with your hands on your head," he told her, sending her toward her destination with a final smack on the rear. With her pyjamas bottoms and panties still around her ankles, she shuffled obediently over to the corner, standing there with her nose to the wall and her bare, red backside on display.

He turned to Courtney, and her fears were confirmed as he crooked his finger. "Come here, Courtney."

The girl rose on shaking knees, inching closer to him. She blushed as the scowling, attractive man placed his fingers in the waistband of her pyjamas bottoms; it was humiliating to have him undress her in the middle of the living room. He seemed to derive no pleasure from the activity, disrobing her with a matter-of-fact look on his face, and she couldn't decide whether this was a good thing or a bad thing - would it make the situation better if he seemed to enjoy baring her?

He patted his lap, and she reluctantly assumed the position, whimpering softly as his firm hand began to stroke her quivering bottom. "I'm very disappointed in you, Courtney. Partying on a school night - especially when I told the two of you that you weren't allowed to have any parties? Skipping school? I expected better of you."

She sniffled, already on the edge of tears. He knew how to make her feel terrible about her actions. "I'm sorry," she whispered.

"Not as sorry as you're going to be," he said ominously as he lifted his hand.

She squealed as his hard palm landed on her soft, round buttocks. Unlike Mindy, Courtney made no attempt to be brave, yelping and kicking her legs with every smack. Robert, however, seemed deaf to her discomfort, and he placed his arm around her waist to hold her in place as he continued to spank her wriggling backside.

Standing with her nose in the corner, Mindy heard Courtney whimpering over her brother's lap. Disgust over how quickly the girl began to cry was mixed with guilt over getting her into trouble in the first place, as well as the pain and shame from standing in the corner with her red bottom on display. At least no one seemed to pay her much attention.

Robert's hand moved from cheek to cheek, delivering a flurry of slaps that had Courtney squirming and squealing with every smack. She pleaded with him, promising to be good forever if he'd just stop spanking her, but he ignored her. In just a few minutes, she was sobbing over his lap, her pleas and promises growing steadily more earnest and more incoherent.

With a final flurry of spanks, accompanied by a steady stream of "I'm sorry" and "I'll be good" from the red-bottomed girl, Robert ended the spanking. He helped her to her feet, sending her off with a smack. She obediently shuffled over to her designated corner, taking up a position similar to his sister.

He left them in the corner for some time, sitting down on the sofa with a glass of apple juice as he watched them slowly stop sniffling. About half an hour after the end of Courtney's spanking, he placed the glass on the table. "You two can come out of the corner now."

The pair sighed with relief, and reached down to pull their panties and pyjamas bottoms up, but felt a sinking feeling in their stomachs when they heard him say: "No, leave those down. We're not quite done yet." They stared at him in horror, hoping that they had misunderstood him somehow, but he nodded to the couch. "Bend over the back of the couch so that I can administer the rest of your punishment."

The girls looked at each other with wide eyes. Mindy clearly wanted to argue that they'd been punished enough, and Courtney was ready to drop to her knees and plead for mercy. However, they knew how futile both actions would be, and reluctantly, they walked to the back of the couch, leaning forward to place their hands on the seat. Mindy, who had always been tall, was able to remain on her feet in this position, but Courtney was too short, and had to rest her weight on the couch. She already knew that once Robert began to punish them, her legs would flutter pitifully in the air, and tears rolled down her face again as she considered what a humiliating sight she would present.

He stepped up behind them, and they shivered, goosebumps forming on their flesh, as they heard his belt being pulled out of the loops. He moved to their left side, placing his left hand on the small of Courtney's back, watching her red cheeks clench and unclench as she waited for the first stroke.

He lifted the belt, swinging it through the air and sending it cracking down, striking both her buttocks at once. She howled and kicked her legs as he gave her four more strokes, before stepping over to his sister. Mindy trembled as he placed his hand on her back - she'd heard the belt striking Courtney's bottom, and was in no hurry to feel it for herself.

He delivered five sound strokes that had her shrieking and arching her back, before moving back to Courtney. The girl whimpered as he approached her, and buried her face in the couch cushions as he lifted the belt. Muffled yelps could be heard as he strapped her, and the kicking of her legs soon sent her panties and pyjamas bottoms flying. He then delivered another set of five lashes to Mindy's poor posterior.

Robert noticed that their left cheeks were redder and more marked than their right cheeks - a natural consequence of him standing on their left side, using his right hand. He moved the belt to his left hand, standing on Courtney's right side as he strapped her. She screamed, and she realized that he could spank just as hard with his left hand if he wanted.

When their bottoms were bright red, he left them to sob over the couch for a few minutes.

"All right, girls, you can get up now," he said. After rising, both girls jumped around the room, presenting a comical sight as they ineffectually tried to rub the sting from her rear. Courtney began to look around for her clothes, and Mindy was about to pull hers up, when he stopped them. "No, leave those down. In fact, I want you to step out of them."

Mindy blushed, but obeyed, and they turned to gaze at him, their hands now in front of their crotch to protect what little remained of their modesty.

"I want you to clean up here," he told them. "Once the place is spotless, you can put your underwear and pyjamas bottoms back on. The embarrassment should be a fitting punishment for the unauthorized party, don't you think?"

Mindy and Courtney wanted to argue that they'd already been punished enough, and that this was unnecessary, but since he was still holding the belt, and had demonstrated that he was willing and able to use it, they sighed and obediently started to clear away their mess.