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His short grey trousers and his "one size too small" Y fronted underpants lay in a heap at the foot of the bed. His small tight bottom was criss crossed with 9 raging purple and red welts from his caning. He sobbed quietly. Kerinda his sister sat to one side of him, one of her fingers tracing the lines of the welts across his bottom and then running down going up one side across the top and then down the other side of each welt. She counted. One................. Two................. Three............. "Please stop Kerinda" Robert asked "it hurts when you touch them" She ignored him Four............ Five............ Six............. "Please Kerinda" "Nine strokes" she said almost incredously "nine". Gently she rubbed her palm across his entire bottom. "Mummy is going to be so cross" she told him. "I know" he said. "No really cross" she emphasized. "I know" Gently she continued to tracing the lines of the welts across his bottom with her finger tip. "What did you do?" she asked. "Nothing really, I pushed Sally Makepeace and she fell over, they said I assaulted her but it was only fun the while he has telling me off he decided I was being deceitful and then later that I was arguing with him. "How many for Sally" "Five" "And four extras" She counted the four welts with the very tip of her finger. "Yes" "With the cane" Her finger ran along the whole length of one of his bruises. "The cane" she repeated almost to herself. "We're in our last 2 years here now Kerinda, you'll get it too if you misbehave" She grimaced, looking down at his bottom. "You'll be showing your knickers for the cane before long" he told her "your big blue knickers with your skirt up and you'll be the one crying then" "We'll have to go down for tea soon" she said "Yes, I suppose, I'm not really hungry" he told her They heard the telephone ring and their mother answer it. "That will be the school" Kerinda said "Oh Robert Mummy is going to be so cross" Robert sniffed as he continued to let his sister play with his naked bottom. "I think you'll be showing my knickers before I am Robert" she said "and you know that's true" He sniffed resignedly. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- Tea had finished and Robert found himself standing with his back his mother, Kerinda was in the kitchen doing the washing up. Roberts's trousers and pants were rolled down, he was holding up his shirt so that the full expanse of his bruised bottom could be seen. His mother tutted. "Well Robert, the Headmaster has done a good job on your bottom with his cane hasn't he?" "Yes mummy" "He tells me that you pushed a girl over, looked up her skirt to see her knickers, were deceitful and argued with him whilst he was punishing you, is that true" "Yes mummy, sorry mummy" "It's no good at all being sorry after the event Robert; you should not have been naughty in the first place should you?" "No mummy" "Go and change and then come back down here to me" "Oh please mummy do I have to?" "Yes you most certainly do, go on, school uniform and you'll be in it in the house for the next fortnight" Robert began to cry softly but turned and went up the stairs to his bedroom. Kerinda was at the kitchen door as he passed "Told you would be" she said sniggering. Robert got to his room and sat on his bed. He began to cry properly, he was very sorry for himself. "And be quick about it too" his mother shouted up the stairs after him "or I'll ask your father to deal with you" Robert undressed. His shirt, vest, socks and Y fronts went into the linen basket. His trousers he folded neatly and laid over the back of a chair, his tie went on top of them He stood for a moment, naked and shivering, his bottom still painful. He went over to his wardrobe and opened the doors. From a shelf on the right he took a short sleeved while blouse and a blue and yellow striped school tie. From off a hanger he took a grey pleated school tunic that had once belonged to his sister but was now too small for her. He placed the clothes on his bed, then bent down and pulled a pair of flat girl's school shoes out from underneath it. E went towards his sisters' chest of drawers, without meaning to his hand brushed against his little penus, it was semi hard, and he was ashamed of himself. He opened the top drawer on the left to the front were four neatly folded white trainer bras to the rear a pile of equally well folded cotton vests with lace edging. Robert too k the topmost vest and closed the door. In the draw below he found a pair of his sisters white knee socks, he added these to the vest. He opened the top draw to the right of the previous one. It was Kerinda underwear drawer in which her mother kept her knickers. Robert knew that his penus was becoming more rigid; he grabbed a pair of his sisters navy blue games knickers and quickly closed the draw. He went back to the end of his bed and dressed himself in the girls school uniform then looked in the mirror. He hoped they had no visitors that night, and then started back to his mother fully aware of the elastic legs of his sisters far too small knickers cutting into the tops of his thighs. He entered the lounge. His mother was sitting on a wooden high backed kitchen chair, the beckoned him to her with her finger. He stood to her right. She placed her hand on his back and gently pushed him down across her lap so that his head was facing the floor on her left and his feet were touching it on her right. He heard Kerinda enter the room but could not see where she went. He felt the skirt of the tunic being lifted and his mother hand resting on his knickers clad bottom. **SMACK** "I will" "Owwwwwwww" Mrs. Green smacked Roberts's bare thigh just below the leg line of the navy knickers. **SMACK** "Oh please mummy.............." "Not have" **SMACK** "Please not my legs mummy........" "You misbehaving" **SMACK** "Ooooooooh " "In school" **SMACK** **SMACK** **SMACK** "Oww Owww Owww" Robert burst into tears as his legs turned red from his mothers slaps. "I will" **SMACK** "Oh please mummy......" "Not have" **SMACK** "Please no more mummy..........." "You pushing" **SMACK** "Owwwwwwww" "Little girls" **SMACK** "Aghhhh" "Nor looking" **SMACK** "Please mummy I'll be good mummy really I will" "At their knickers" **SMACK** **SMACK** **SMACK** "Owwwwwwww" "Owwwwwwww" "Ooooooooh " "Nor being deceitful" **SMACK** "Oh mummy please no" **SMACK** "Please no more" **SMACK** "Owwwwwwww" "Not arguing" **SMACK** **SMACK** **SMACK** "Do" **SMACK** "You" **SMACK** "Understand" **SMACK** "Yes mummy sorry mummy sorry.........." "Good" **SMACK** **SMACK** **SMACK** **SMACK** **SMACK** **SMACK** She let him fall onto the floor in front of her. "Get in the corner" "Hands on your head" Robert took himself to the corner; he was crying uncontrollably and shaking with the pain in his legs and his bottom and fear of his mother's wrath. He knew that the slightest reason he gave her while she was so cross with him would see him back across her lap for another spanking and he really didn't want that. "Kerinda" his mother said "go and tuck his tunic up so we can see his legs" "Yes mummy" He felt his sister behind him, lifting the skirts of the tunic and tucking them into its bib. "He's very red mummy" she said "Yes and it serves him right doesn't it" "Yes mummy" "Doesn't it Robert" "Yes mummy" he heard himself echo his sister's words. "Take his knickers down too Kerinda, we may as well see all of him" Robert felt his sister's hands at the waist of the knickers, she was between their mother and him so she could not be seen as she let one hand slip round to his front and feel for his little penus. "Not standing up now is it" she whispered in his ear before exposing his striped bottom to herself and their mother. He cried some more. --------------------------------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- Robert lay face down. The tunic, blouse, tie he had worn were folded neatly on a chair, the white knee socks were in the washing basket. He still wore the white vest and his sister navy blue knickers, he was to sleep in them for a week as part of his punishment, they were to remind him to be good. His bottom still ached from the caning His thighs were sore and stung from his mothers smacking He sobbed quietly. Kerinda his sister sat to one side of him, one of her fingers tracing along the elastic leg band of the knickers. She wore a pair of white cotton knickers and was herself ready for bed. "What did you mean " he asked her. "When" "When you said `Not standing up now is it'" "Your willy" she told him "it stands up when you have to wear the girl's school uniform, when you have to wear my knickers" He rolled onto his back. "No it doesn't look" he said pointing to his groin. "You wait" she told him "it will and when it does I'm going to tell mummy"