This story is fiction.
At the age of 16, my twin brother Alan, and I decided to have a little fun with our younger brother Jimmy.
Jimmy was a cute little eleven year old. He had blonde hair and he had a flat top hair cut. He always went around all summer wearing very short shorts and never wore a shirt so he had quite the tan line. Jimmy liked to play football and roughhouse with other kids his age so he was in pretty good shape. He was very thin and for his age he was pretty muscular.
Anyway, Jimmy liked to play with some toy handcuffs he had. He liked to snap the cuffs onto people while they were sleeping. And they weren't the cheap handcuffs either. They were very hard to get out of. Without the key, it was almost impossible to get free.
So it was time for revenge. One night our parents were away and left Alan and I to care for little Jimmy. We made him go to bed at his normal bed time and we waited a few hours for him to fall asleep.
Then, knowing how sound of a sleeper the little fella was, we went to his room, slowly undressed him - completely to his bare bottom, then I carried him over my shoulder out into the woods. When we were a good ways into the forest, we stopped and Alan blindfolded and gagged him. We found a log and bent him over it so his bare butt was pointed straight up in the air. Alan brought two pair of handcuffs with him and handcuffed Jimmy's hands to his feet. He wouldn't be able to budge an inch.
I let Alan go first. He started with the ping-pong paddle. WHACK! One swat was all it took to get Jimmy awake. He jumped. WHACK! We could see his legs figet but he couldn't say a word. MMMMMMmmmm.... WHACK! Alan was not holding anything back. WHACK!!!! Jimmy was totally defenseless. He couldn't move a muscle. He couldn't even scream or beg us to stop. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! It was really kind of fun watching Jimmy trying to get loose. Mom and Dad always babied him. It was about time he got what he had coming to him. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! His bottom was red as a beet.
After about forty or fifty licks I told Alan to let me at him. I took the handcuffs off of him but I still made him keep the blindfold and gag in place. I wanted to take him over my lap. I pulled the kid over my knee. I grabbed his right arm and held it behind his back to make sure he couldn't go anywhere. I thought hand spankings were too babyish so I had Alan get me out another paddle - this one was made out of a 2x4 and it's the one Dad always used to use on me when I was Jimmy's age (and to be honest, Dad had used it on my bare bottom just two weeks ago). "I'm gonna whip you the same way Dad always whips me - you're getting it all on one cheek!" I said. I knew that would make the whipping more painful than anything else I could do. Before beginning the whipping, I slowly touched the paddle to his bottom and moved it from the bottom of his right cheek across to the top of his left cheek, leaving him to wonder which one would be punished.
Without warning I raised my arm and WHACK! I slammed the paddle down on his right cheek. Jimmy's left leg kicked in the air. "Hold still boy or I'll take a switch to you!" I yelled. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Jimmy was holding together better than I thought he would. I was just remembering what it felt like to be over Dad's knee. I kept remembering a time when Dad paddled me like that in front of a couple of my classmates. I had been totally humiliated. Too bad none of Jimmy's friends were around. That would have made the spanking a lto more fun! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! Jimmy's right butt cheek was obviously going to bruise. WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! WHACK! "Do you think you've had enough yet?"
Jimmy nodded. "I'll tell you what you little brat. I'll take the gag and blind fold off. Then I'll give you twenty five hand spanks - varying them between the left and right cheeks. If you lay completely still and don't make a sound, we'll let you go after that. Is it a deal?"
Jimmy really couldn't stand the thought of getting twenty five more spanks. But at the same time, if he said no it's hard to tell how much more pain he would be in. So slowly, he nodded.
Just as I had promised, I removed the blind fold and gag. I truly did feel sorry for the boy. I could see the tears in his eyes. He looked so pitiful. But at the same time, it was kind of cute. He was a very spankable little boy. I laid him back across my lap and gave him five swift smacks on the left cheek. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Surprisingly he didn't move a muscle. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! On the right. Tears were flowing down the boy's face but he didn't move and he didn't speak. I swithced back to the left cheek. SMack! Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! on the left. Smack! Smack! Smack! Smack! on the right! These last four are gonna be the hardest - you better hold still. SMMMMMAAAACCCCCCCKKKKK!!!!!!!!! on the left. Jimmy's left leg flinched a bit, but he didn't kick. SMMMMMAAAAAACCCCCKKKKK!!!!! My hand felt the sting of that one. I was sure Jimmy would scream, but he didn't make a sound. SMMMMAAAAACCCCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!!!!! SMACCCCKKKK!!!!!!!
That was probably the worst spanking Jimmy ever got.
Wanna know what happened to me and Alan when Dad saw the marks on his butt? Email me and let me know? Or maybe you would like to give me the same type of whipping I gave Jimmy? Let me know! Maybe we can work it out. I live in Charleston, WV.