Retreat

When Maude's hand came down and made contact with Jenny's bottom, the sound shook Emma from her thoughts. Now that Jenny was getting spanked, Emma feared that she may be next if she lingered any longer.

Making her way to Jake's room, Emma shut the door and leaned against it. The sounds of Jenny being punished could still be heard through the thick door. A whimper, or whine, of pain could be heard after every slap. Emma shook away the memory of Jenny's little butt cheek jiggling after that first spank.

Removing her clothes as fast as she could, Emma decided to try and nap, or at least pretend to be, before Maude came after her. In just her underwear and a t-shirt, Emma slid under the covers.

The sounds of Jenny still getting it, made falling asleep impossible. Emma could hear her cousin crying and pleading after every whack from her aunt. Emma felt sorry, but also aroused. She wished that she hadn't been such a coward. The sight of Maude spanking Jenny's butt was strangely erotic.

Tossing and turning, Emma knew Maude would never believe she was asleep anyway. Emma figured it didn't matter. For now she would have to settle on hiding under the blankets and hoping Maude didn't think Emma deserved a few smacks herself.

Rolling on to her back, Emma's hand mindlessly played at the waistband of her panties. She listened to Jenny wail, and as wrong as it was, she wanted to touch herself. Emma knew that if Maude did come looking for her, that she didn't want to be caught like that. But her lust was begging her to risk it.