Old Fashioned Family V

Old Fashioned Family

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Author: BarelySofi Copyright 2017
Title: Old Fashioned Family V
STORYCODES: Spanking, Public humiliation
Summary: A teen girl, living in a male chauvinist environment along with her family, her father, older brother and two younger twins, they all live in a small village, where spankings are common, but while her friends stopped getting them since they grew old, she is still getting them.

Chapter V

Next day was a madness, I had the kids all the day over me, even they had said that we would have a full cleaning day, but they only cleaned their room while made me do all the house, The same routine for each one of the instances, they told me one room, then I had to do the cleaning and let them know so they checked, sometimes they found spots I had to redo, and other times they found it good enough, then they told me the next one and so.

I only stopped to cook, and eat, before going back to work, finally, I had to spend all the morning and half afternoon before they considered the house clean enough.

I was exhausted so after a shower went to my own room to rest a little. The twins grounding had finished Friday, so they spend most of their time watching tv, reading and even doing their homework, and I have to admit that they acted nicer than the days before, probably knowing that I already knew my place they had not to show at all times.

That was mostly my Saturday, and since they were out at one of their friend's house I had all Sunday just for myself, I also meet with my friends and were hanging out, until lunch time.Then after having lunch I did my homework and rested for the rest of the day.

The following two weeks passed with some more spankings, the kids tried new ways, new poses, and new implements. while Alex did not show much interest he used his hand most of the times, but Marc, instead tried with spoons, slippers, rolled magazines, but he took a wooden skimmer as his favourite implement. No need to say that after he tried, I started to see that cooking tool with another eye, making me guess what was worst if the belt of the skimmer.

They managed to get me on their hands at least two times a week sometimes fairly sometimes not.

It was Tuesday, and the day after one of those spankings, In the morning I took too much time in the shower and I also used all the hot water, so the kids had to wait to have water again, and finally had to run. On my defense I must say that I was not feeling good that day, so I thought some extra shower time would help.They told me before leaving home that I’d get my butt red to remind me that I was not living alone.

And I got it just when we came back home, the skimmer worked hard and long on my butt, and they gave me an extra punishment, I would take my showers with cold water for a week, and until further notice, I was forbidden to lock the bathroom door while I was showering, so they could let me know if I was taking too much time.

But the fact is that next day I wasn’t in a good mood, I had to take my cold shower in the morning, and my sore butt still reminded me the “time to cook your butt with the skimmer”.
I was on the playground during the playtime. Uhm Ok, let me explain a little about the school.

We lived in a small village, about 800 people was living at that time, and we only had one school, where boys and girls of any age assisted.

The village didn’t have people enough to fill one class for each level, so we were often mixed, one year I even shared class with the twins, but that year I was luckily in a different class.

I had been always a good student, easy thing when you know what happens to your butt when you get complaints or bad grades at home, and even easier when you can’t hang out with friends after school often, but, I had already lost one course, when my mom left us, That year I had a really awful year, lots of troubles, lots of spankings, and lots of bad grades.

So my friends were a course above me, keeping them could have been a problem in a big city, but not in a small village when you see the same faces before, during and after school time.
The school door was just in the village’s main road, so nobody was allowed to leave the school until it finishes, so we all were forced to stay on the playground during recesses.

During the recess, I was chatting with my friends, when I noticed a group of boys staring at me and giggling. One of them was 16 and attended in my class, Alberto, was his name, was one of the boys I hated the most, he was one of the twin’s friends, he was the bully kind, but he also had his younger brother, the smart one, so they managed to avoid getting caught often, he alone with his younger brother Javier were the worst at school, they were called the Lopez Twins, even they were not twins, they were always together, and never for a good thing.

I could see the little group, giggling, looking at me while handling a piece of paper, I would usually just ignored them, but, the fact that my brothers weren’t there with them, along with the fact that I was having a bad day, made me to run out of control and to confront.

“So? what’s so funny?” I asked, then Alberto, looked at me, with a wide smile.

“We’re reading something really funny” then he took the piece of paper and started to read a small part.

“I recognize my two brother’s authority and superiority, and I accept to submit myself to any punishment…” I couldn’t listen anymore, that was the note I wrote to the kids following my Dad’s orders, that note was private, and I can swear that writing each of those words hurt me more than any belting, and now, a crowd of boys were there, reading my secrets.

I tried to get the note, but I couldn’t, they all were faster and some also stronger than me, and of course more, but I was mad, so I started fighting for it, grabbing Alberto's hands, then the note passed to another boy, and I grabbed him by his shirt, and accidentally tore it, at that time I didn’t notice, but he was Javier, the younger of the Lopez twins.

I don’t know the moment I started to shout and rant loud, but when I noticed, we were surrounded by anyone at school, and some teachers were trying to stop us.

Then the teachers asked us to explain what just had happened, but I didn’t want anyone else to read the note, and I’m sure no one of the kids wanted to explain why they had that note. so finally the two Lopez and I had to go to the principal’s office.

I could see my two brothers shaking their faces while looking at me.

We didn’t have to wait long, but during the few minutes we were alone waiting, Alberto got next to me and whispered.

“So, when will you recognize our authority and superiority?”

That made myself mad again, and I kicked the bench hard, too hard in fact so a teacher nearby saw me.

Due to my bad attitude, I was called first, when the principal and the teacher who had witnessed me kicking the bench asked me for my reasons, the only thing I could tell was that they were giggling and making fun of me.

No need to say that that wasn’t reason enough to explain a fight, myself tearing one shirt, and kicking the school property. I had to listen, while they scolded me,

Told me that being seventeen, I should not let my emotions control me so much, I was an adult already, and only hearing someone’s giggles from the opposite side of the playground was not an excuse to act the way I did.

Finally, they gave me a note for my dad, and also ordered to write one hundred lines explaining what I did wrong, and how I should have acted.

I knew I was already trashed. A note to my dad, fighting at school, my Dad wouldn’t let me go easily, the belt was a sure thing, and not a short session.

If the day had started bad, now I had become a nightmare, I had to attend all the remaining classes, the Lopez were only told to not make mock over anyone, and also to write some lines about behaving and being nice to others.

I was mad with my brothers, they handed the note to their friends, they exposed me to a bunch of kids, I felt myself sick only thinking about anyone knowing about the note. Now I was in big trouble for their fault. None of the Lopez brothers talked to me anymore, but I had to control myself each time saw Alberto looking at me with his disgusting face.

On the way back home I didn’t talk a word to my brothers, once at home I ran to my room, and started writing the lines, then I heard someone knocking the door, I was surprised, no one knocked my door, it was always unlocked and half opened, that surprise were the main reason to answer a “come in”

The twins stepped into my room and Marc started talking

“We are sorry about what happened Sof, we didn’t notice that they got the note, but you should have told us, and we would have recovered it, now you’re in big trouble.”
I opened my eyes surprised, seeing a chance of a minor punishment.

“I’m sure that if you explain that what happened, I would be in less trouble that I am right now,” I told them hopefully, then they remained silent, thinking.

“We’re not going to tell that about the note, sorry, and we will have to punish you, because that’s what dad expect with us, but, we could help you, under some circumstances, we could punish you, and then tell dad that they were making fun of you for our birthday scene, and tell him that we think that’s enough punishment, we’re not sure that will work, but… probably even if he spanks you would be lighter.”

I took a bit of time thinking, it didn’t sound too bad, but then Marc keep talking.

“You know, under some conditions we could even convince the Lopez to talk in your favor at their home, so their dad talks to ours.”

I became curious, I was sure that they were planning something, but, if the Lopez talked to their parents, and they talked with mine, I’d probably avoid more spank for that subject.
“W..what conditions,” I asked

“Well, if you want us to talk nice to you, and to give dad an explanation that would help you to get out of the situation easier, you will have to accept that we punish you.. uhmm fully bare” I could see him blushing lightly, as I did myself, so that’s was what they had in mind.

I had been spanked naked a few times, and the kids were watching most of those times, that was a trick Dad used for big faults, and that was a big one. I was probably to get the belt naked anyway, so, being spanked by my brothers naked, or being belted by dad in front of them.

I sighed and nodded, “ok… ,” I said, I’m sure they didn’t even think I would accept, but really, not such a deal once you considered the options. No matter who would spank me, I’d probably be naked in front of them, and I preferred the skimmer than the belt, and otherwise, if I didn’t accept I would be punished twice for sure, this way, maybe, would be enough with one.

“But…” Marc talked again “You know you tore Javier’s shirt, and probably that’s on the note, dad will probably talk to their dad, and make an arrangement to pay for the shirt, so we still have to deal with them, any idea Sof?”

I shrugged, “I could phone and apologize to them? I mean they know that is unfair, so probably.. you know” Marc, then shook her head.

“We have talked with them, they won’t accept any blame unless…. “ He took some time, “Unless you apologize in person, and they can witness your punishment. In fact they were the ones, requesting the “fully bare part”, If you accept, they will tell that they make made fun of you on purpose and that it wasn’t your fault at all. They requested to punish you by themselves, but we told them that that was out of the question, so they agreed to the only witness”

I can’t tell what I hated more when they acted mean or when they acted nice, I wasn’t sure, but I had the feeling that the whole thing had been planned, I was thinking, when Marc talked again.
“I understand that’s a difficult choice, but we don’t have much time, they will talk with their dad as soon as he’s back home, so you have three options, but we need the answer right now.”

Three options,

Be spanked by my brother as always, bare from the waist down, then be spanked again by dad, probably fully naked.

Be spanked by my brothers, fully bare, then probably have a lighter spanking, but with the risk that my Dad phones Mr. Lopez, and then.. who knows what would happen.
Or, apologize to the boys I hate, be spanked, naked in front of them, but probably without no more consequences, or at most a light spanking.

All of them were present at the twins birthday party, so they already saw me naked, spanked by dad, yes, the deal was unfair, but not so horrible, only one thing, bothered me.

“They will never tell anyone what happened here? Can they swear it in front of me? I mean a real swearing, involving their family?”, The twins took a while, and finally, Marc nodded.

“Yes, I’m sure we can arrange that”. I had to think a little more but finally agreed.

“Ok, if they don’t touch me, and they swear that will be a secret for their whole lives, then I accept”.

Marc smiled, Alex was a bit more serious, but if he had something against the whole thing he kept it for himself. Then they left me in my room, writing the rest of my lines, while Marc made the arrangements.

Once I finished the lines, I changed into a long dress, and I didn’t put any underwear, I just wanted to make the process to take my clothes off as fast as I could, then, waited, lying in my bed, starting to wonder if that was the worst choice I ever made.

I heard the doorbell ringing, and then, the unforgettable voices, I didn’t like the idea to interact with them any second more than required, so I stayed in my room until Marc called me.

I moved slowly, wearing my slippers, and walked down to the living room, I could feel all their eyes on me, especially the Lopez’s ones, I looked down, knowing that any dignity I could have now would vanish soon. I had to meet them, kissing their cheeks, I started to feel sick, but tried to keep control. Finally, after some seconds, or an eternity Marc took the word.

“Ok, I’ll repeat what will happen, first, Alberto and Javier will swear by their relatives lives and for everything they love that will never say a word about what’s going about happen, and they will keep that in secret for the rest of their lives.” Marc then looked around, to make sure anyone agreed, I nodded, without a word, as the Lopez did.

“Then Sofia will get ready for the punishment, will apologize to them, and after that, we can start. Once we finish, she will stay in the corner for 30 minutes before being allowed to go back to her room.”

He did another pause. I’d rather jump over the chair and be spanked right now than being forced to listen to one more word, but I kept silent and nodded again in agreement.

“Then, Alberto y Javier will go back home. Will tell their parents, that they provoked Sofia in purpose, mocking and making fun of her in front of everyone. They will accept all the blame for it, making a clear statement that she does not deserve any punishment for what happened.” He made the last pause, waiting for the agreements.

Then first one and then the other, sworn not to tell anyone about what was about to happen, they swore for their parents, brother, and their own lives.

I know that can sound silly, but, in our village, swear wasn’t a thing to take lightly, so I felt myself relieved, knowing that they would not break the deal easily.

“Now Sofia, take the chair, the stool, and the skimmer here, then take off all your clothes and proceed to apologize for your actions and misbehavior.”

I knew arguing were only to make things slower, so I did as told, the bench was not in the deal, but no one talked about any special pose, so, I had no other choice than do as told.

I moved, first the chair, placing it in the middle of the room, then the stool, in front of it, and finally, the skimmer, leaving it over the chair’s seat.

Then I walked myself in front of the boys I hated, and I started to apologize when I noticed they started to shook their heads with a grin.

“Get ready, before you apologize, remember? that means… no clothes.” Marc said. That was something unexpected, but, instead of fighting back, I lowered my face, and pulled my dress over my head, then with my arms covering my breasts and privates the best I could I started again.

And again I was interrupted.

“Hands on your sides.” This time was Alberto, the older of the Lopez, they wanted to have a plain view. Slowly, I left my hands to fall down to my sides, while crossed my legs trying to show the less possible, and I started again.

I had lots of experience, I was really good with apologies, unfair ones were difficult, but not impossible, so I started, most of the time looking down to the floor, but looking at them from time to time to show them some guilt, just to notice they were not looking my face.

“I’m sorry for acting so childish with you two, I should never have acted that way, and I accept the blame for my actions. Also, I feel sorry for ripping your shirt, Javier, and for putting you two in trouble.”, then I took a few seconds to think about how to finish it, their smiles told me that they were enjoying it, so again, I talked.

“I promise to do my best improving my behavior and attitude, and I can hope that the punishment I’m going to get, will be enough for you to forgive me for my faults.”

They took their time, looking at me, making me feel even more exposed, I had to fight myself to not cover myself, or just run back to my room, but I managed to stay in place, looking down to the floor in shame, while feeling their eyes judging and exploring each inch of my visible skin.

Finally, after a time that seemed an eternity, they agreed, not without saying a few words.

“Sofia, If we think your punishment is hard enough we will forgive you for your actions, we would feel much better if we punished you, probably we would consider a lighter punishment, but since that’s out of option, we’re afraid that you’ll get a hard one.”

Stupid of me I even thought about leaving them to punish me, but that was just for a few seconds, I didn’t know how hard they would punish, and my brothers would never tell me, so I kept silence again, Ignoring that last comment.

I walked to the chair, putting myself in place, one leg each side of the long stool, bending over, giving them all a plain view of my back and placing my wrists and elbows over the chair seat.

Marc took the skimmer, giving a few swings to try, I could hear them, noticing the absolute silence over the room, I saw the boys around me, on my back and sides, then I closed my eyes, made a strong grip at the chair’s back, and waited for the first smack.

And I felt it, Mard had become pretty skilled with the skimmer, it was made of wood, not really big, but with a long and thick grip that made each swat count, I gasped, but tried to avoid yelling, pushing my teeth hard, hearing the boys excited breathing between swats. Marc gave sometime between swats, enough for me to feel the last one before getting the new one.

I think that it was after the twenty swats that I started to sob, I had already started to scream a few ones before, heard the boys walking around me, moving nearer, I felt my butt burning the same way that I usually felt after ten belt smacks, but he didn’t stop.

On the thirty, I was already crying, still having a strong grip, but unable to stand still, I started to wiggle, and move, the stool between my legs made me impossible to cross them. Marc probably thought that I was moving too much so he gave me quick two swats over my tights, he had never tried that spot before, and then I discovered a new level on the skimmer, I screamed loud, I left the grip, and moved my hands to cover my butt. It was burning, all of it, from the lower part of my back to my tights, I couldn’t see it, but I knew it was sore like a few times before.

After a few seconds, Marc talked again.

“Sofia, we’re almost done, but if you don’t go back to the position, we will have to broke the deal, and what you’ve already suffered will be worthless”.

I sniffled and pouted a bit more, trying to hold my breath and then moved back to the position, placing my face over the seat, and feeling it wet, probably due my snot, tears, and saliva, I tried to keep my face a bit over it, but after the next smack I found myself with my face pushing hard over it.

I got about ten or fifteen more when I felt Marc stopping.

“Enough?” He asked, obviously not to me, but for the Lopez, I had already forgotten about them being there with us, I was really in pain, but I started to feel the shame again, knowing that they had witnessed all my crying.

I heard some whispering and turned my face, I could barely watch them, finally Javier, the younger one spoke.
“Two more, make her scream again with each one of those two, and that will be enough.”
They were really enjoying it! I couldn’t believe it, it was not only for having me naked, but they were somehow enjoying my pain, at that moment I realized that they were real monsters, not mean or curious kids, but a couple of little sadistic monsters.
I felt Marc’s hand on my back, get back in place, we’re almost finished, but if you move, I will have to repeat those last two.

I sniffled again, and with resignation I moved in place, pushing my butt up, and my face down, ready for the last ones. I had already gone too far to just step back, so, I pushed my teeth hard.

And I screamed, again on my upper thigh but this time, not a fast two, no, first one, hard and accurate, then a little wait, until I started breathing again, and finally the other one, a direct hit against my other tight, and I screamed again, loud and clear.

After that, Marc allowed me to stand, giving me time to rub my butt, I walked and jumped a little, ignoring the boy’s wide smiles and giggles, finally, after I got control of myself again, I was made to face to brothers again.

“You had your punishment so you’re now forgiven”

Believe me, for a second I pictured myself smacking their faces, crushing those little heads against the wall, but I didn’t, I swallowed my pride and my little remaining dignity, and mumbled a “thank you” before walking to the corner for the last part of the punishment.

I heard them comment, Alex, one of my brothers kept silence, but the other three spend that half an hour commenting about my reactions, making me feel even smaller. Then they changed the subject and started to make up with something to convince their parents and ours that It wasn’t my fault, so at least they were planning to keep their word.

Finally, I were allowed to put my dress back, and go to my room, I did it, and a few minutes later I heard the door closing.

After some time I felt a bit better, so still, without panties, I went to make dinner, I heard the phone, but the twins picked up, later then told me but the Lopez had already talked with their parents, and that his dad had already called ours.

Later, dad called home, and I could hear the twins talking with him, they both assured that I was provoked, and told him that I had been already punished for that inappropriate reaction, I wasn’t surprised at all for not being asked about the matter, but found that a bit hurting itself.

The die is cast I thought, we all had dinner silently, then after washing the dishes, I went to my room to do my homework. I should have done that before, I had to put a pillow over my chair, and even with it, I found myself cursing in pain, but at the end, I managed to do it.

Then I left the kids watching tv and I went to sleep, I put a nightgown, and laid face down, It took me a long time to sleep.

Next morning it was dad who woke me up, usually, he left the house before any of us woke up, but since he came late the night before, today he would go later.

He asked me for the note, and read it while I was standing in front of him, made me turn around and pull up my nightgown, I was sure that he wanted to check if the punishment had been enough or not.

He scolded me, such reaction was unforgivable, I should learn to control myself in a future, he recognized that my brothers had made a good job, but what kind of Dad would let all the discipline over his boy’s hands?

At least I didn’t get the belt, he told me to move over his lap, and gave me a good spanking, that time I soon found myself crying.

I was already too sensitive about the last night, I think I got about fifty smacks, then, he told me not to expect any money until I’d paid for the shirt, I’d also have to apologize to the Lopez brothers for my reaction.

Only then, after he had signed the note, I was released.

And ahead I had a sad and difficult day, almost unable to sit, having to publicly apologize to the brothers for the second time, I walked to the shower and… why not! I took a loooong warm and relieving shower.

I didn’t use all the hot water, at school I had first to return the note along with my lines to the school secretary, then, during the recess, I had to find the Lopez brothers and apologize to them, they were somehow nice, and accepted it without further comments. I was still hating them deeply, but at least they did their part.

The rest of the day I was warned a few times for moving too much while in class, my butt was still burning if my friends noticed something, they did ever mention about it. And as far as I know, the brothers didn’t tell anything, at least about that afternoon.

The following night I just noticed that another door had been already opened.

[End of part 5]

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