First he needs a spanking

Stephanie paused as she pretended to think about what I could do to prevent her ratting me out to our parents. I knew nothing good would come of this but I held out hope that she would be reasonable for once. Can she really blame me for jerking off into her panties? It’s normal to do it with socks so why are panties any different? I wanted to explain that to her or put up any more of a defense, but the bottom line was that I was at her mercy now and we both knew it.

With a shit eating grin plastered on her face, she grabbed my hand and dragged me upstairs to her room. She closed the door behind us and my heart rate picked up, making me feel cornered and panicked. Her smirk grew as she said excitedly, “Drop the pants john.” My jaw dropped and I grew beat red at the request, what was she playing at? I knew we weren’t about to fuck, which I lied to myself was a good thing, but what could she want? Her grin grew dangerous as she grew impatient and she barked, “Now pervert!”

I burned with shame as I dropped my pants and the burn grew more intense as I realized I was getting hard. But it can’t be my fault, I mean who wouldn’t when a woman demands they drop their pants? She glanced down at my cock and clicked her tongue disapprovingly as she shook her head in disappointment. I tried valiantly not to let that hurt, but she basically just declared my dick too small to be useful to her, and although I refuse to think I’d be willing to fuck her, it still stung and made me feel so inadequate.

Suddenly she moved closer to me and her soft but strong hand grabbed by cock and slowly began stroking it as she whispered into my ear, “On the bed. Face down now.”

My lip was almost bleeding as I but back a moan of pleasure from her touch and I quickly lay face down on the bed after she released me. Her hand moved to my ass and caressed it gently as she started talking softly. “My poor, horny little step brother. You just couldn’t help yourself could you? Such a little wimp couldn’t resist wearing my panties and cumming in them could he?”

I lifted my head and started speaking quickly in panic, needing her to understand that wasn’t what happened. “Stephanie no I never”- SMACK.

Her strong hand impacted my left cheek, bringing a Yelp from me and vibrating through my body. The stinging leftover was nearly unbearable as she hissed at me. “Disgusting perverts don’t get to talk! Take your punishment slut!” SMACK SMACK SMACK. Three strike all on the same cheek came in rapid succession and by the third I couldn’t keep the cry of pain from escaping. My ass was already on fire and feeling it ripple after each strike brought shame and guilt through me that I couldn’t begin to explain. She kept going while taunting me continuously, each spank bringing louder cries and bringing tears closer to falling. “Such a dirty boy- SMACK- using my panties- SMACK- for you own twisted - SMACK - pleasure - SMACK SMACK.”

Tears started falling and my cries turned to whimpers as she continued until my whole ass was impossibly red. When she finally stopped I simply laid there with silent tears staining my face. I closed my eyes in defeat and felt her hands gently pull my face up and her tender lips lovingly kiss my forehead as she pulled me to her chest. Somehow, this helped and I felt myself calm down as she whispered, “don’t worry sweetheart, this part of your punishment is over for now.”