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Date Posted: 10:17:02 03/06/17 Mon
Author: Tessa
Subject: The Naughty Sister

(Now, let me preface this by saying I've taken a great deal of artistic license in describing my feelings about this matter. So, for the sake of common decency, let's call this fiction. How much of it actually is... well who is to say?)

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It was an intoxicating experience as a girl to witness my brothers' and male cousins' spankings. There was the utter delight of watching their perky boyish cheeks jiggle comically over my mom's lap to the beat of her formidable wooden hairbrush. I drank in with greedy gulps the bouncing bare buns as Mom painted their creamy skin from pink to fuchsia to bright red to glowing scarlet. I reveled in their squeals and childish sobbing and promises to “be a good boy” regardless of their age. As the reason for their humiliating punishment was often tied to some torturous attack on me, I felt deep satisfaction when they went limp over Mother's lap – spirit thoroughly broken – blubbering pitifully like a toddler that had his favorite toy taken away. And the totality of my cold-hearted vengeance left me deeply fulfilled when the boy was placed in the living room corner with his nose pressed into the intersecting walls and his hands on his head – naughty, incandescent bottom on display for any and all to gaze upon.

However, there was an element to these spankings that was even more inebriating – not to mention educational – than all of that. It was when Mom commenced with the baring ritual as the lad stood before her like a prisoner of war – unable to interfere with the shameful exposure of their most intimate growing boy parts. While my mother seemed to pay little attention to their childish pee pees and developing scrotums as they came into vivid focus before the assembled audience, I sure did! For a young girl it was a real treat to see an older boy's penis and watch its involuntary actions over the years. It was always an Anatomy lesson and one I simply would not miss if I could possibly help it.

I saw them in all their stages of development: from the withdrawn, baby smooth ball sack and adorably shy willy of boyhood and pre-pubescence; to the dropped testes, first signs of hair and growing young member of puberty; to the hairy, walnut-sized gonads and nearly grown rod of a boy on the cusp of manhood. Particularly fascinating to a girl like me was observing how the reactions of the penis changed over time as they stood in front of Mom being scolded like a small child no matter their age.

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Re: The Naughty Sister -- MarkW, 07:39:54 03/07/17 Tue
- Re: The Naughty Sister -- Tessa, 07:49:35 03/07/17 Tue
  - Re: The Naughty Sister -- MarkW, 07:57:14 03/07/17 Tue