Spanked By My CousinI was fifteen and it was the Easter Holidays, i had gone to London to do some research for a school project and was going to stay with my cousin who was twenty-five at the time. We are a very close family and as you may know if you have read my other story his family were no strangers to spanking, so when i royally screwed up at his flat i kind of expected him to react the way he did, but it didn't mean i was happy about it.
I had been there for a couple of days and everything had been going well we had gone out for supper, coffee and to an exhibition, on the fourth night i was there I got a phone call from a friend i hadn't seen in ages and we were having a serious catch up, but my cousin thought i should be doing some school work, i had been at the Arts Library all day reading and taking notes but apparently that wasn't enough for the slave driver. He told me i had ten minutes left on the phone then he wanted to see me do an hour of work before supper, i rolled away from him on my bed so i had my back to him as the last thing i wanted was to do some more work, but he got me by the waist and rolled me over so i was facing him again and told me to hang up, i (obviously delusional) decided it would be better to kick him, it wasn't hard but enough for him to grab the phone out of my hand tell my friend i had to go and pull me over his lap, i put up an almighty fuss, and in return received a very sore backside and a tongue lashing, defiantly wasn't the best night of my stay!
My cousin had never spanked me properly until that night, the odd smack when i was at their family house if i was out of line but he had never followed through with his threats of a proper spanking.