Spank

Angela held her feet in front of Smith's face;

Long, warm toes, Soft, slightly damp skin, The smell of fresh lavender soap, Living warmth like a newly opened flower in a Montana winter.

Smith,crying, listless, full of tears and fatigue,

Squinted his eyes for a moment,

And with his teeth he made a hard bite on Angela's big toe;

Teeth dug into the soft skin, the tiny sound of skin pressing, the taste of soap and salt of sweat on Smith's tongue.

Angela let out a short, funny scream, a sound of "Ay!"echoed through the hall,

but then Aunt Juni's mischievous smile returned:

"Wow, Aunt Angela's little one has teeth!"

Angela spun Smith around with a quick yoga move,

laying him on her lap, belly down, hips up,

raised her right hand

and with the palm of her open hand gave a firm spank on Smith's buttocks;

a loud whipping sound of "Patch!" echoed through the hall,

a momentary heat of skin, a tiny shiver of flesh,

a sharp, hot pain that flared up like a small fire in Smith's buttocks.

Smith screamed loudly, his sobs grew louder,

tears fell on Angela's purple spandex,

She slapped his back,

but Angela held her waist tightly with her left hand.

Second spank, third, fourth;

Each time the sound of a slap!more heat more shaking,

Smith's buttocks turned red and hot,

the taste of salty tears on her lips.

Julie laughed from behind:

"Angela! You've become a professional spanker!"

Lucy took a picture, Sarah kept her kind smile.

Angela turned Smith around again,

Hugged her, planted a warm kiss on her wet forehead:

"Now the bad boys get spanked,

but the good boys get to kiss their auntie's feet again!"

Smith, crying, her buttocks hot and red,

with trembling lips placed a soft kiss on Angela's big toe;

taste of salt, and tears.

Angela smiled:

"Okay, little one… Now it's Aunt Sarah's turn!"