My Worst Ever Spanking

It is finally summer! That means that this summer is exactly one year since my worst ever spanking. I was spanked many times but that spanking last summer will live with me forever. It was mid-July and school had just finished. My family and I were invited for a two-week holiday up at my cousin Emma’s lake house in Scotland. It was planned back in January. My mom’s brother, uncle Shane, wanted the family to get together for a two-week get away at their lake house. Uncle Shane is a lawyer so it is rare that he ever gets a two- week brake. Being a lawyer no doubt means he makes a bucket load of cash, hence the mansion lake house. He has two daughters and two sons. Carl is the eldest. He is 16. Then there is Emma who is 15. She and I are very close. Her younger sister phoebe is 13 and she usually hangs out with Isabel and Sarah. The youngest is Tommy who is only 7. Uncle Shane also invited his other sister, aunt Vicky. Aunt Vicky is my mom’s sister and she is one of the best aunts out there. she has three kids, Claire (15), Jason (17) and Julie (6). We all live close to each other and see each other at least once a month but we never get the chance to spend time together over more than a day. When we do get together Emma, Claire and I always hang out with each other. They are just 1 year younger than me but it doesn’t seem like it. We have everything in common and we text each other 24/7. So it goes without saying that we were extremely excited for the trip. My sisters, Sarah and Isabel, were excited too as they enjoyed spending time with phoebe, Emma’s sister. Claire and Emma’s bothers hung out together as they were the only boys and 1 year apart.

The drive up there was long and I had to sit between Sarah and Isabel which was no fun. And to make it even worse, that day was boiling so I could barely breathe in the car. We were the last to arrive. I took out my things and said hi to everyone. Then I ran up to the room I was sharing with Emma and Claire. We talked for a while and then went down for dinner. The next two days past without incident. we were having a great time. That all changed the next day.

We woke up at 9 a.m. that morning. We went down and ate breakfast with all the family. Then uncle Shane told us that the adults were going into the town near us which wasn’t really that near at all since it was half an hour away. They had to go pick up some things for a barbeque that we were going to have the next day. They told us to behave and take care of the kids. We were a bit bummed that we had to take care of tommy and Julie but on the other hand we had the house to ourselves. When the adults rolled out of the house in their cars we all got dressed into our swimming gear. We went down to the lake and had a slash around. It was great fun. After 40 minutes of swimming in the lake we all trotted back up to the house. We dried ourselves and the kids before we went inside. Jason put tommy and Julie in a separate room to play and we sat in the living room watching tv. Then Carl had an idea. He went into the kitchen and came back with a bottle of wine and rum. We each took a glass and drank some. I wasn’t too happy that Sarah and Isabel were drinking but I didn’t want to ruin the good mood and tell them to stop drinking. Not even Carl told phoebe to stop drinking and he is the most protective brother ever. we only had a glass each of wine when Jason said that the kids were missing. This made us panic. We searched the whole house but couldn’t find them. Then we heard cars pulling up in the driveway. Uncle Shane walked in the door holding both tommy and Julie by the hand. They were both wet which meant they somehow snuck out and went for a swim in the lake. Aunt Vicky’s boyfriend, Wes, spotted the wine bottle and glasses in the living room. Wes wasn’t Claire’s dad. Aunt Vicky got a divorce a while back and she has recently began dating again.My mom took the kids and brought them upstairs and uncle Shane called all of us into the living room. We were told to sit on the couches while all the adults stood in front of us. Uncle Shane began the lecture.

“I don’t know where to begin. We leave you at home for less than 2 hours and you start drinking. You also were not minding tommy and Julie. They could have drowned in the lake by themselves. I just cannot believe you would do something this irresponsible. We thought that if we left you here during the day for two hours we could trust you to stay home alone while us adults go out tonight but now you showed us we cannot trust you. So I am going to stay home with you tonight as it is my house. But I will not mind you. You will be getting a severe punishment. Us adults discussed this between us and we feel that it is necessary. I don’t want to stay home but you have left me no choice. Now go to your rooms and stay there until I come. Sarah, Isabel and phoebe you can go to Amanda, Emma and Claire’s room.” We got up and began to go upstairs. I heard Wes volunteering to stay with uncle Shane. We went to the bedrooms we were told to go to.

I sat on my bed and closed my eyes. It was four o’clock and the adults planned to go out to the town at five. They were going to have a night out away from us kids but then we sort of ruined it for them. We talked about what might happen and we all agreed that we were going to get spanked but we had no idea when or how. We were all still in our bikinis. At 5 we heard the cars leaving and within ten minutes we heard voices down the hall. Uncle Shane was dealing with the boys first. We all listened as they get spanked. It sounded quite sore. At around 6 the spanking stopped. I was shocked at how long it took uncle Shane to spank just two of them. We heard footsteps going down the stairs and for a brief moment we thought he forgot about us but then Wes walked into our room.

“This room is too small to spank all of you so uncle Shane has sent me to bring you to his study.” He said. Uncle Shane originally brought the lake house for himself to get away from the noisiness of the city and work on big, important cases here. His study was the main part of the house. It was down the stairs and at the back of the house. We were told to leave our shoes outside. We were all wearing flipflops so we just slipped them of and put them next to the door. Uncle Shane then told us to come in. the study was lovely. The floor was a red carpet and it was dimly lit. To the left was a massive bookshelf which covered the whole wall. Straight ahead was a big desk where uncle Shane did his work. the only window in the room was behind the desk. There were 2 armchairs and a table with glasses of scotch between them. There was a stool in the left corner. We were told to stand side by side in front of the desk. The air conditioning was on and I was only wearing my bikini so I was cold.

“As I am sure you heard, we have already dealt with the boys. We’ll be having your punishment in here as there are 6 of you and plenty of space for a good punishment in here. Now I will tell you why you will be getting a very severe punishment. First of all there is the drinking. As you know underage drinking is illegal. As law is my job I expect the law to be followed under my own roof. That wine you drank was mine. So you technically stole from me. And again as you know stealing is also illegal. So two laws broken already. That warrants a pretty severe punishment already. But you did something even worse. We left you all in charge of tommy and Julie and you somehow managed to not see them leaving the house. They were alone in the lake. They could have drowned under your watch. That is despicable. I also have one question. Whose idea was it to leave the kids alone in a separate room and whose idea was it to drink my wine?” he asked us. We all shrugged and said we didn’t know not wanting to rat Jason and Carl out.

“You don’t know? Well, when we were punishing the boys they owned up to their mistake and told the truth. That saved them further punishment. But you all just lied to me. That means you will get extra.” He informed us. We all moaned. Uncle Shane got up and told me and Claire to get the chairs by his desk and put them in the centre of the room. He sat on one and Wes sat on the other.

“Right let’s get those bottoms wormed up. Isabel you get over Wes’s lap and Claire you get over mine.” Uncle Shane said. We watched as Isabel and Claire got a rapid spanking on their bottoms. It was a quick spanking just to warm up their bottoms. They received around 20 slaps each, just enough for their bottoms to turn a light shade of pink. Next up was phoebe and Sarah. They got the same as Isabel and Claire. Finally it was me and Emma’s turn. After our spanking my bottom felt a little hot. We had to put the chair back in their position and get back to where we were standing.

“Ok now that we are warmed up we can begin the harder spanking. We will start with the youngest. And just to let you know you will each get the same spanking irrespective of your age. So Isabel, I want you to bend over my desk please.” Isabel timidly walked over to his desk and she bent over it. Uncle Shane than pulled her bikini bottom down to mid- thigh. He ignored her protests. He took of his belt and folded it in two. He informed Isabel that she was going to get ten of the belt. After 5 she was in tears. When ten were over her bottom was begging to redden. Phoebe went next and she had her bikini bottom pulled down too. Her bottom looked the same as Isabel’s did after the belt. Sarah was up after her. The same process was repeated. Emma had her go with the belt than Claire. When Claire got back in position I stepped forward and bent over the desk. I felt embarrassed as my bikini bottoms were pulled down to mid- thigh. The ten slaps with the belt were painful. When I was done I wobbled back into position. I tried not to stare at my cousins and sister’s fronts as I got into position. We all stood in a line with our bikini bottoms at mid- thigh.

“Right, please step out of your bikini bottoms and hand them to Wes.” Uncle Shane said. We did as instructed. Wes came around and we put our bikini bottoms in his hand. I put mine on top of the rest of them. I covered my front but then uncle Shane told us all to put our hand on our head. So us six girls stood in front of uncle Shane and Wes wearing nothing but a bikini bra. It was humiliating. The stool was placed in the middle of the room.

“You will now each receive 24 whacks of the strap.” After we all received our strapping we were in tears. My bottom was throbbing and I felt I couldn’t take anymore. The chair was put back in the middle of the room and we each got an otk hand spanking. When it was my go I was kicking so much that Wes had to hold my legs in place. My hand was also pinned on my back because I kept trying to block the spanking. I felt venerable and powerless. They could have spanked me for as long and hard as they liked and I wouldn’t have been able to do anything. It was horrible. Thankfully they stopped after 3 minutes. I couldn’t control my tears. They just kept flowing.

“Ok girls we are nearly done. You will each receive 12 strokes of the cane. 6 from me and 6 from Wes.” We all cried harder. Isabel went first. She bent over the stool and received 6 slow strokes from uncle Shane. Her bottom looked bad. Then Wes got the cane and Isabel was made to stand and bend over and grab her ankles. Wes gave her 6 rapid strokes which created marks identical to the 6 already on her selling bottom. Phoebe got the same and so did Sarah. Emma was up next. Her blonde hair was a mess and her face was soaked with tears. She bent over the stool. I felt bad for her as it was her dad giving the punishment and that must have made it extra awkward for her. After 4 strokes she shot up and started rubbing her bottom. Because of that uncle Shane started her caning from the beginning. 6 strokes later her bottom was looking bad. It was a deep red and had 10 visible red welts on it. She bent over and grabbed her ankles as Wes gave her another rapid 6 strokes. Claire got her caning and then it was my go. I closed my eyes and bent over the stool. The worst part about the first 6 strokes from uncle Shane was waiting for them. They made my bottom burn. Then I bent and grabbed my ankles. I screamed at the top of my voice as Wes delivered 6 quick strokes to my bottom. The pain was immense. I put my hands on my bottom and I could feel the welts on it. It was crazily sore.

“Now I hope you have learned your lesson. The punishment would have been over had you not lied to me at the beginning of this punishment. So now what I want you to do is go out into the garden and pick a switch each. If you pick a switch that looks weak to me you will be birched. So go get them and be back here in 5 minutes.” Uncle Shane said. We all sobbed as we trotted into the garden. We each picked our switches from the tress in the garden. On my way back to the study I glanced at the clock and I made it out to be half 7 through my teary eyes. We have been getting punished for 1 and a half hours! When I got back to the study I realised I was nude from the waist down. My face reddened as I thought about it. The spanking made me completely forget. We each stood side by side again in the study with a switch in hand.

“Good. These switches are acceptable. For lying you will each get you thighs switched. I want everyone to be able to see how you have been punished. So that for the rest of the week the marks will be clearly visible for all to see no matter how well you conceal you bottoms, your marked thighs will be seen.” Uncle Shane said. We began to protest but we were shushed. We each took turns bending over the stool and getting around 20 quick whacks to the thighs. My thighs were so sore that they almost turned purple. We were sent straight to bed afterwards. The next morning my bottom was a bit bruised and swollen as was everyone else’s. us girls had visible red marks on our thighs and everyone could see that. The boys covered their spanking by wearing shorts but when we did that our thighs just showed the world what happened. Uncle Shane was right. Our marks stayed there for a week. I can still feel the spanking when I think about it. I just hope nothing like that happens this summer.

THE END