This is the final chapter of Brotherly Love, written and contributed by Karen Fix. Thank you again, Karen.
“Wh…What are you doing Marcus?” She asked in a timid voice as she began to stew a bit more. He just looked at her sternly, which was hard for him to do. In a way he was enjoying watching his sister squirm with anticipation. It told him that his lesson so far was registering with her, and she knew that he wasn’t messing about, not when it came to her future. ‘As if you don’t know’ he thought as he opened up the desk drawer and pulled out their mother’s old sturdy oval wooden hairbrush. He looked at it and remembered many a times that he himself had felt the retched sting delivered to his bottom over mom’s lap. He came out from behind the desk, pulled the chair out and set it in front of the desk. He sat down still keeping his eyes on Shannon.
Shannon couldn’t believe he was going to spank her and at her age. What a major embarrassment it was for her.
He sat down in the chair and looked at Shannon, patting his strong thigh he motioned for her to step forward.
“Come on, young lady. You know the routine. It’s not like I haven’t busted your little fanny before. So let’s just make this as quick as possible. The better you behave the quicker we can put this all behind us and move on.”
Shannon sighed at this indignity. ‘God, he’s actually going to…to… aww geez, can this get any worse?’ she thought as she gave a final attempt to get out of what was going to be the hardest spanking of her young life.
“C’mon Shannon, I don’t have all day. Get a move on it.” He looked up at her impatiently and giving her a sterner look. She gulped nervously and finally but reluctantly laid across her brother’s firm lap.
“God ,Marcus. You’re really that mad at me that you’d resort to …to…”
“To what Shannon? Resort to having to do what I should have done months ago? To caring enough about you to take the time to discipline you in this fashion?” he asked in a strict tone as he slowly peeled down his sister’s cotton jodhpurs past her quivering cheeks. “You certainly didn’t act like this when you had your fanny tanned by Mom and Dad so why should it be any different now?”
“Yes, but that…I was a kid then, it’s…I’m too old to be spanked now!” She protested from her upturned position. He laid a few hard quick slaps to her backside. ‘SMACK…SMACK…SMACK!
“Listen sis, when you want to act like a rebellious little bratty kid then guess what? You’re going to be punished like one. So, get SMACK used SMACK! to WHAP! it!”
Already she could feel her bottom starting to heat up under Marcus’s stinging swats. Man, he could spank hard, and it was about to get a whole lot worse before the session would be done. Marcus then raised his hand and delivered another volley of hard quick stinging smacks to Shannon’s rear end just to make sure he had his little sister’s complete and undivided attention.
“OWWWWWW!! Marcus come on that hurts! Lighten up a bit will you?”
“Oh I think not lil one. We’re just getting started, and I intend to make sure you remember this lesson for a long time! I’m not doing this just for kicks you know. I’m doing this because I love you sis and I’ll be damned…SMACK!…if I’m going to let you foolishly…SMACK!…throw such a promising future away!” SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! “Understand me young lady?”
“Yessssssss!!! Oh Marcus I doooooo!!”
“Good!!” he retorted as again his large hand rose and fell on Shannon’s defenseless upturned panty clad bottom. She began to wiggle and squirm to avoid his relentless stinging swats. ‘SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SPANK! ‘SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SPANK! SPANK! SMACK SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SPANK! SPANK! SMACK!’ He now spanked harder and faster finding a steady rhythm not slowing his pace, purposely aiming at the tender skin of her sit spots. She began to yelp and squirm more vigorously as the stinging intensified. She was now definitely beginning to regret her inattentive attitude towards her brother and her future. Finally Marcus stopped the spanking and gently rubbed Shannon’s warm buttocks. He could feel the heat through her panties. She tried desperately to contain the tears that were threatening to cascade down her pale cheeks, but finding it most difficult at the present time.
“Well young lady I think it’s time for these to come down.” Shannon groaned at this final indignity as he slid his fingers under the waistband of her panties and slid them down to meet her pants.
“Now, missy, it’s time for the REAL lesson to begin and hopefully we won’t ever have to have this ‘chat’ again. Agreed?” he asked as he reached behind him to pick up mom’s hairbrush off the desk.
She just looked up at her brother over her shoulder and nodded in agreement. He could see the remorse in his sister’s eyes. It was breaking his heart to have to do this, but he had to do what he had to do. He wouldn’t be doing her any favors by allowing her to ruin her life.
“I…I’m so sorry M…Marcus I…I hope you know that.” She said through trembling lips. She wasn’t making this very easy for him.
“Yes Lil one, I know you are.” He raised the hairbrush and began to spank her bare defenseless bottom with hard, fast repetitions, alternating cheeks. WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! WHAP! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! WHAP! WHAP!
“Ohhhh Marcus! It hurtssss it hurts!! I’m sorryyyyyy I’m sorryyyy!”
“I know it hurts, young lady. It’s a spanking. It’s supposed to hurt!” he replied in a stern tone as he continued the assault on her reddening upturned bottom.
She kicked her legs and squirmed over his lap for all it was worth. Finally not able to contain her guilt any longer the tears of remorse were released and gushed out of her blue eyes, flowing freely down her face. Marcus didn’t let up as he continued the spanking not missing a single opportunity to redden every inch of her bare bottom concentrating on her tender sit spots. By the time the spanking was over he looked down at his sniveling, sobbing and very well spanked sister. He put the brush aside and began the gentle rubs to her crimson flaming cheeks as she lay over his lap crying like she did when she was 10.
“I’m sorry I had to do this Shannon, but you know as well as I do that you’ve deserved this for quite some time now. I’m just sorry I didn’t have the guts to get this strict with you sooner. But mark my words lil lady from this point forward things will be very different around here. You understand me?”
“Y…Yesss S…Sir, I do,” replied a very sorry and contrite sibling.
“Good girl.” He continued rubbing Shannon’s bottom, and then lifted her up onto his lap. He wrapped his long strong arms around her and held her in a loving embrace as she cried into his chest.
“Shhhh…It’s all over now, lil one. All is forgive. You’re going to be fine, and you’re going to have a great life.”
he nodded and looked up into her brother’s consoling face and quipped a little grin through her tears.
“Yes, especially with my Guardian Angel around to kick my butt if I screw up again, huh?”
He chuckled a bit as he patted her tenderized bottom.
“Well maybe not kick it, just some well placed swats to get you going in the right direction.”
She smiled as he continued to rock her. She finally realized that even though her parents were gone, she really wasn’t alone. She could once again feel the love and the security that she though she had lost so many years ago.
“You’re right, big brother. I am going to be all right.”
He smiled at her and helped her off his lap. He guided her to the corner where she was left to collect herself and think of better ways to make her big brother and guardian proud of the future Dr. Shannon Taylor, D.V.M.
The End
