The first week went by quickly without any problems. Lillian started to open up to me and Kathy, and I started to enjoy living there. I enjoyed everything until the night I decided to cross Devon's path.
We had been sitting on the couch, watching t. v. when I flipped the channel. I had the remote to begin with and my show would be starting soon. Devon didn't agree.
"Jonathan, we were watching that. Turn it back." Devon told me. I shook my head and kept my channel on, pretending to watch it and not notice Devon drumming his hands on his kneecap. "Jonathan, now!"
"No." I kept watching my channel. Knowing Devon was fuming, I smiled sweetly and tossed the remote across the room so he'd have to get up.
"Go get it and change it back, Jonathan. Or, there will be hell to pay."
"You're not my father!" I shouted and turned to glare at him. His glare immediately melted mine away though... leaving me feeling a little fear. Kathy had already explained to me that Devon would now have free range to me whenever he seemed fit. I turned my fear back into a glare and watched him stand up. His fists clenched and unclenched. Lillian looked worried and backed up against the wall with wide eyes. Devon didn't look all that strong anyway.
"Jonathan! Stand up and follow me to your bedroom!" He shouted. Oh, when we were friends it was our room... when he was mad, it was mine. Not fair. I closed my eyes slowly and reopened them before I shook my head no and stuck my tongue out at him. I don't know what caused me to do it, but I did. He didn't look that tough.
SLAP! I felt Devon's knuckles slap my jaw as the back of his hand smacked me across the face. Fear suddenly rose in my mind! Kids weren't messing when they spoke of Devon being the toughest guy in town! I knew I was in for it, so I quickly made a dash for freedom. I dodged him and ran past him, around to the kitchen and behind the table. Mistake! I was trapped. Devon cornered me and neared slowly to create fear, as if it didn't already exist. I panicked.
"You are the most insolent child I have ever seen! Children need to be spanked when they're this bad!" Devon yelled. This angered me.
"You're a bad child and you never get spanked!" I yelled. Devon replied with a "Ha!" before grabbing my arm and beginning to drag me to my room. He was not going to spank me. He was not going to spank me. I was not going to let him.
I started pulling back so I wouldn't have to get spanked, and he pulled harder. My mind told me to grab onto something so I reached for doorframe on our way into the bedroom. It held me and I pulled to escape his pulling. Devon immediately stopped pulling but I still clenched to hold on for life. He made his way around behind me and I turned just in time to see his hand raise high above his head.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SPANK! SMACK! SPANK!
He spanked hard, trying to make me let go. I wouldn't. After feeling how hard he spanked... I was more determined not to let him get me over his knee. Never!
SMACK
"Owwww!" I cried and turned, running back into the livingroom. Devon ran me down and tackled me on the floor. No wonder most guys would never cross his path. He grabbed my arms and turned me so I was lying on my stomach. I could feel fear rising so I tried pushing up. He put his knee in my back to keep me down. I felt a movement from him and saw his arm raise high.
SMACCKKKKK SMACKKK SMACKK SMACKKK SMACKKKK
"Owwwwwwwwwwweeeeeee! Ouch! Devon! I'll behave!"
SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK like rapid gunfire in the same sit spot as all the rest.
"I'm sorrrryyyyyy!"
There! Now, you'll learn to treat me with more respect, _d_a_m_n_it!" He yelled as he stood up. I stood up as well and reached back to rub the burn from my backside. Only then did I see that Lillian and Kathy saw everything. My face turned as red as my behind was. I just knew it was redder.
I figured it would turn out like most 'stepfather' 'stepson' stories and we'd become great friends afterwords... the spanking would be followed by a hug. That is a load of crap. He switched the t. v. back to his channel and sat down to watch... leaving me to rub the burn from behind.