Spank Sophie

“Sophie, you know you deserve a spanking” you say as you make eye contact with your older sister.

“Wha – but – “ she protests weakly, he nipples suddenly straining against her t-shirt. She drags her heels as she makes her way over to you. You know Sophie doesn’t get many spankings, not because she doesn’t deserve them but because she acts so prim and proper that most men just assume it’s a misunderstanding. You know her a bit better than that though, and she deserves a spanking every bit as much as your rambunctious younger sister.

Sophie blushes as she peels her yoga pants off her very round, very pale buttocks and kicks them away, settleing across your lap. Tammy wholf-whistles when she sees the lacy pink boyshorts straining to contain her older sister’s assets. “Someone remembered what day it is!” she laughs.

“God Tammy, shut up!” Sophie says irritatedly. You feel her trembling all over – your older sister must be nervous about her first spanking in who knows how long. You put a hand firmly on her bottom to calm her and give her a moment to center. “Are you ready?” you ask once her trembling has reduced in intensity.

“Uh huh” she says in a small voice.

You start off slowly, Sophie’s bubble butt wobbling impressively with each slap you deliver. As you build in intensity she starts wimpering with each blow that lands on her soft posterior, and as you start spanking in earnest she starts pleading with you.

“Please, not too – Oh! Not too hard on my first – Ah! My first one, I’ll be – Ah! I’ll be good! I’ll – Oh! Do whatever you want! Please, there must be something you – Oh! Ohoo, want. I’ll – Ah, ah…”

Eventually her pleading becomes incoherent as you continue your work, though you could swear you hear her apologize for things that you or Tammy took the blame for years ago. It’s a long, cathartic spanking that’s clearly long overdue. When you finally decide she’s had enough she sits on your lap a long time, crying and hugging you as you hold her. Once she eventually regains composure she smiles and kisses you, whispering “Great job!” in your ear before making her way back to her chair, where she gives your sister a hug and whispering something in her ear you can’t make out.