Good Ole Fashioned Spanking

"Well how else does one displine a mouthy brat who dresses like a whore." With one fluid motion i pull him of the wall and bend himself over his own desk.

I was able to hold down the weakling with one arm as he struggled fruitlessly. I let him squirm for a few moments before laying a hard strike on his ass. It turn me on more than i expected to him his shriek of pain and surprise as my hand collided with his soft cheeks strike after strike. After the while he stopped struggling and simply braced himself for the next strikes. With each strike moans of pain and ectasy eachoed through the room. I could even make out his rambling through his moans. After about ten minutes of spanking i decided to give himself a chance to apologize.

"This is how we treat bratty sisters in this house. So do you have anything to say for how you acted?"

He is clearly holding back tears but trys to **** out an answer. "I'm sorry Jason. Im sorry for yelling at you and attacking you. I was scared and upset for when you caught me. I knew you'd tell everyone and stop wanting to spend to me. Im sorry." With his last apology his tears starting flowing.

As he wept i place my has back on his ass. I couldn't help but smile as his body tensed up the moment he felt my hand. Good he already knows im someone who he should fear. To his surprise I didnt hit him again, instead i began massage his sore cheeks to relieve his pain.

"Now why would you think that. Like i said all this means i was wrong for treating you like a brother when its clear you rather be my sister. Isn't that right?" I say in a much **** tone.

"N-no. I just like dressing up and dancing sometimes. It doesn't mean im a Sissy. Right?"

"Oh come on Andrew, you think i didn't notice all the signs. How long your hugs lasted. How many times your hand 'accidentally' brushed against mine. Or how many times i caught you gawking at me while i worked out. But if you are going to keep lying to me and yourself, I'll just have to make you admit the truth."

As i said this, i lift him up so he was standing up facing away from me. One arm wrapped around his waist, keeping his body pressed against mine despite the fact he was no longer struggling to get away from me. With my other hand i ripped off the crotch of his singlet in one fluid moment, exposing his cock completely.

After ripping the Fabric, Andrew tried to cover himself with his hands but was stopped by me roughly pulling his hair.

"Didn't i say i was gonna **** you to face the truth. No more hiding. Dont make me have to punish you anymore tonight got it?"

"Yes Jason. I promise i won't. I'll be good."

"Good girl. Now prepare yourself. Trust me this is for your own good." As i finish my statement i grab hold of his quickly hardening cock.

"What are you doing?" Said a shocked Andrew.

"I told you. Im making you face who you are. Are what you are is a lusty Sissy gurl, who has a crush on her big brother. A sissy who got turned on when her hot step brother gave her a spanking for being a bad girl. I beat you even masturbated thinking about me. Are you enjoying finally living out your fantasy? Well if you want me to keep going than be honest with me. What are you?"

I listen to his soft moans and mumbling for a few moments. I figured he didnt have the courage to speak and was about to stop. Maybe a night of blue balls would push him over the edge. But that thought wasn't needed because he suddenly found his voice.

"Fine Jason. Your right. I love dressing like a girl. I go on chat rooms and pretend to be female. The lingerie and dresse make me feel so sexy. Way better than when i look like a boy. I love it when boys flirt with me or send me dirty pictures. And then when i met you it was even better. Your so ruggedly handsome and dominant. A hot guy who lived in my house and seemed happy to spend time with me. You became a permanent fixture of my fantasies."

As he confesses everything to me he begins to grind against my crotch. I smiled at his grasp as he felt my hardening member through my thin shorts. His breathe seemed to hitch and i could feel his cock twitch in my hand.

"Thats a good gurl. See how easy that was. See how good it feels to listen to your big brother. I bet your getting ready to cum huh?"

"Yes Jason. Im so close."

I interrupted his ectasy by tightening my gripe on his cock. "Not so fast. You still have one more thing to do for me."

Andrew clearly frustrated by the stoppage, spoke pleadingly. "Anything. Whatever you want just let me cum. Im so close big brother. Please let your little sister cum."

"I will but you never answered my question from before. I know Slutty furls like you usually have girl names for their gurl personas. So whats yours? What do the boys on your chat rooms call you?" As i speak i continues to stroke him at an agonizingly slow pace.

"Annabelle. It was the first name to pop into my mind i thought it was pretty. Can i cum now. You promis-"

He was cut off by me grabbing his mface and giving him a rough kiss and increasing the tempo of the strokes. He barely lasted a few moments befores he released ropes of cum all over his was and floor. As he finishes i stopped hold him up and the exhausted gurl dropped to her knees.

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"Well im glad we had this talk Annabelle. Im going to head out for a few hours. We'll talk about some new house rules when i get home. Don't forget to clean up this mess. No one likes a messy gurl."

And with that i left a very confused Annabelle to wonder were she lost all control and her manhood.