Supper that Friday night was a miserable occasiion for Chip Vance . He was so nervous about the whipping he was soon to receive that the butterflies in his stomach allowed him to eat hardly anything at all. He looked up at his fifteen-year-old brother, Shawn. In true younger brother fashion, he was relishing his brother's predicament. Chip's mother, younger brother Wayne and little sister Tina appeared as if nothing unusual was going to happen after supper. His dad Barry was in his normal, playful mood, turning serious only when he looked at his oldest son. Chip didn't know if he wanted the meal to end or go on forever. At last it was time for dessert, and Chip figured at least he'd enjoy that
Chip's mother was about to hand him his portion of strawberry shortcake when Barry intercepted it and put it at his own place. "I think it's time Chip went up to his room. He needs a little time to consider the puniishment he's about to get." Chip rose, almost relieved to escape the uncomfortable atmosphere of the supper table, and headed toward the stairs. Barry, without taking his eyes from the shortcake he was leisurely eating, told his son, "You can just wait for me. I'll be up when I'm ready." Shawn watched with an unashamed twinkle in his eye Chip's ascent to the bedroom.
Barry took his time over the dessert. After the supper dishes had been washed, he had his wife, Shawn, Wayne, and Tina move into the living room and begin a game of monopoly. "Go ahead and start without us," he said, and headed up to the boys' room.
Shawn kept his ears alert as he helped set up the game. He didn't hear the door to Chip's room shut, but knew his dad must have entered it because he heard his voice, distinct and somewhat louder than usual. Shawn knew quite well that his father intended Chip's punishment to be overheard by everyone in the living room.
"I'm not going to waste words tonight, son. I've said all I needed to say. So let's get this over with." A pause. "Take off your clothes."
Shawn pictured Chip hesitating a moment, then obeying as he knew he had to.
"You behaved like a bad little boy, so I'm going to treat you like one," Barry lectured as his older son undressed.
"Now just stand there." Shawn knew Chip must be completely naked , and squirming under his father's gaze. I'll bet he doesn't feel like such a big shot now!
"It doesn't feel too good to have to take off all your clothes to be spanked, does it son?"
Shawn imagined his brother whimpering in response.
"Well, I'm about to give you something else that doesn't feel too good!" A chair creaked. "Get across my knee!"
Evidently there was some reluctance on Chip's part.
"Now, Chip!"
Shawn heard a few indistinguishable words, a moment's pause, then:
Smack!
The sound was so unexpected and so loud that Wayne dropped the dice he was about to roll.
Shawn knew from experience the sound of bare hand striking bare butt. The fun had begun! He thought to himself, Chip must have bitten his lip to keep from yelping at that one. Let's see how long he can keep it up.
Smack! And then, "Ow!"
Not too long, thanks to good ole Dad. Shawn smiled to himself.
Smack! "Ow, Dad!"
The licks weren't coming too fast. Dad must just be warming up.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
That's better.
"Yeow! Oh, Daddy!"
Shawn guessed his brother's butt must be glowing a nice shade of pink by now.
Smack! Smack!
"Waaah!"
Everyone at the table pretended not to hear the noises from upstairs that reached them so clearly. Mrs Vance looked somewhat upset. Wayne and Tina, still young enough to fear their father's slightest angry word, seemed scared. Shawn tried in vain to keep a poker face, and hoped everyone would attribute his faint smile to enjoyment of the monopoly game.
Smack! Smack!
Barry was really going at it now. Those last few must have really stung.
Ow! Ow! Owww!"
Yep, they did! Shawn wondered just how red Chip's butt was at the moment.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Ahh, Dad was laying it on at last. Smack! Smack!
"Ow! Oh Daddy please!"
Tsk! Tsk! Chip was such a cry baby.
Smack!
Chip's crying became continuous, and so loud that Shawn couldn't keep his mind on the game.
Smack! erupted the sound of a particularly fierce spank. Then Barry's voice bellowed, "Keep that butt still!"
The heads of everyone at the table shot up at this, but they quickly if nervously resumed the game.
Smack! "Yeow!"
"Do you think you've learned your lesson, young man?"
Smack! "Yeow! Oh, yessir, yessir!"
Smack! "Owww!"
"You _d_a_m_n_ well better have! Because I can do this all night long if you haven't!"
Smack! "Waah! Please, Daddy, I'll never do it again! Waaah!"
Shawn couldn't help chuckling at Chip's pitiful wailing. His mother gave him a reproachful glance before looking worriedly up toward the boys' room.
"All right, then!"
There was a silence broken only by the sound of Chip's bawling.
Shawn did his best to return his thoughts to the game. Yet he knew that upstairs, his brother was dancing around wildly, furiously rubbing his little red butt. Shawn snickered as he imagined Chip's balls and _c_o_c_k_, that he was so proud of, bouncing every which way. Manly parts, ha!
Barry's voice called, "Yeah, go ahead! Try to rub it out!"
Chip's crying began to die away after a few minutes.
"Finished, son?"
Shawn couldn't hear what if anything his brother answered.
"Then we can move on, can't we? Because you're not a little boy anymore, and so now I'm going to punish you like a big boy!"
"Oh, no!" Chip tearfully broke out again.
"Oh, yes. I told you that you were going to get the paddle tonight, mister. And I meant that - literally. So let's go get it!"
"No, Dad!"
"Don't tell me no! Move!"
"But, Dad - everybody downstairs will see me ...like this..."
"You mean they'll see you without your clothes on? Yeah, they're supposed to. That's part of your punishment. I think a little embarrassment will do you some good, Chip. Now let's go."
"Please, no, Dad!"
Shawn guessed that his father was practically pushing Chip out of the room.
Oh, boy! What Chip must be feeling now! And how is he going to feel in just a minutes when his whole family sees him naked - completely naked! Wow!
At that moment, Shawn heard footsteps at the top of the stairs. He and everyone else at the table looked up expectantly.