A NEW LIFE
Chapter 2

A few days later, after school, Karen joined her friends and they went shopping. It was fun going from store to store looking at all the things they wanted to buy. The shopping group broke up and Karen headed home. It was no big deal. She knew her brother wouldn't be home and she didn't want to be home with "him" anyway.

When she got home, Karen just walked up the stairs to her room. Within minutes he was standing in her doorway. "Where have you been?" he asked.

"Out with my friends, not that it matters," Karen answered, not even looking up at him.

There was a few moments of silence before he calmly ordered, "Take off your pants."

"I will not!" she snapped.

He lunged forward, grabbed her pants, and yanked them down to her ankles before she could react. "I said to take them off, now do it!" he repeated. They were already at her feet, so she stepped out of them. "Panties too," he added.

Karen remembered the last time. He had pulled her panties down and torn them. The ones she was wearing was one of her favorites. She knew one way or another they would be coming off, so she reached down and slowly lowered her panties until they slipped down her legs to her feet. Karen was almost trembling as she stepped out of them. Her hand instinctively went in front of her crotch trying to hide her nakedness.

"Hands at your sides!" he snapped.

"I'm too old to let you see me naked!" she protested.

"You are acting like a child, so you are being treated like a child. Hands at your sides!" he angrily repeated.

Karen's face turned red as her hands moved away from her crotch exposing her pussy to him. "Do you know why you are going to be punished?" he asked, but her head hung down and she said nothing. "You went somewhere after school and said nothing to anyone. I had no idea where you were. You then wander in like you own the place and no one but you matters. I was concerned about your well being, but that doesn't matter to you at all. What would your mother do if you did that to her? I don't think she'd be too pleased with you," he lectured.

"Sorry," Karen mumbled.

"Sorry won't cut it! There's a price to pay and you're going to pay it. Lean over the end of your bed," he snapped.

Karen did as he asked, just wanting to get it over with. As she bent down she realized what he was seeing, making her blush even more. She didn't have much time to think about what he was seeing as his hand crashed into her exposed ass. The pain escalated quickly as he began spanking her hard with fast swats.

"Please stop! It hurts! I won't do it again I promise," she pleaded, but he continued to spank her.

Through the sting in her ass Karen felt those feelings starting again. She knew being bend over like she was her pussy lips would be protruding between her legs. As he spanked her, some swats were hitting her there. Although the spank still hurt, it was sending a slight, pleasurable jolt through her body. Also it seemed every spank was stimulating her clit. Karen tried to ignore and fight off those feelings, but it wasn't working.

She should have been fighting him. She should scream, run away, do something. Karen was just laying there, letting him spank her. She should have been trying to cover herself too, but she was just laying there knowing he could see her body, see her pussy protruding between her legs. Was something wrong with her?

Her ass was really starting to sting, but her body was almost overriding that sting. She could feel the wetness in her pussy. It seemed the more she tried to fight off the feelings, the stronger they became.

It finally happened. Karen's climax hit her like a freight train. He continued to spank her, but it was only serving to stimulate her even more. Her body jarred with every spank which felt like it was jarring her clit. When a spank hit her pussy it seemed to pull her orgasm out of her body.

The squirming and protests stopped as her body seemed to just float in ecstasy. He was still spanking, it still hurt with each swat, but her body seemed to look forward to every spank. Her ass was on fire, but it didn't seem to matter. Her pussy, ass, and even her asshole was there for him to see, but she didn't care. Her body was in control and even her tightly clamped legs seemed to relax a little and stop trying to cover her up by slightly parting.

He continued to spank her and her ass was really burning, but she made no more protests, just waited for it to end. Finally he stopped. "Stand up," he ordered.

Karen slowly stood, but made no effort to cover herself this time. She just turned to face him. He pulled the chair out from her desk and sat down facing her. For a while the two just looked at each other. Karen knew her pussy was bare, but there was no reason to try and hide from him now. He had already seen her.

He reached down, picked up her panties, and held them out to her. "Wipe," he stated. She took the panties, bowed her legs, and mopped up the obvious wetness between her legs. Karen dropped the soiled panties on her bed before looking back up at him. "Things have to change. You need to become more considerate of others and stop thinking of just yourself," he calmly told her. "We'll talk later," he said as he stood and walked out of her room.

For a while she just stood there, still in shock from what had happened. Eventually she looked around and saw her cream on her desk. Her ass was still burning. A glance in her mirror showed her a bright red ass confirming her spanking. Karen took the cap off the tube and started rubbing the soothing contents on her battered ass.

"You OK?" she heard her brothers voice ask.

She looked over her shoulder to see her brother standing in her still opened doorway. "Yeah, I'm fine. Close my door and get out," she snapped realizing not only had "he" seen her with no pants on, but now her brother had.

Karen pulled a pair of shorts from her drawer, put them on, and flopped down on her bed face first. She quickly fell asleep.