In Our Family Girls Rule.
I started puberty early so by the time I was 11 I was a lot bigger and stronger than my 12 year old brother. Brady learned to do what I told him or get knocked down. We'd get in arguments and I'd get fed up and tell him to go to his room. At first he refused to go but I picked him up and carried him in and threw him on the bed. After that if I told him to go to his room and he didn't all I had to do was stand up and he'd stomp off to his room pouting. Sometime he'd be so frustrated, he cry.
Something else that was important happened during the summer of my 11th year. Something that change my life. It was hot and I couldn't sleep so even though it was past my bed time of 10 o'clock, I got up. I peeked in Brady's room and he was sound asleep so I decided to sneak out to our pool house and cool off in the pool. When I opened the side door, the pool was dark but the light in the locker room was on. I could hear my mother scolding my father like he was a small child. I was so fascinated that I crept close enough to see. I guess I should point out that mom is taller than dad and something always told me she was stronger too. Anyway she was shaking a finger in his face while he stood in silence looking frightened. Mom was real mad. Finally she said; You just don't get it. With that she grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt and pulled it off over his head. Then just as quick she stuck her thumbs in his waistband and pushed his shorts to the floor. Mom had dad completely naked in two seconds. I stood there with my mouth agape. I had never seen my dad naked before. Next to mom and naked like that he looked like a little boy. He was crying and pleading with her not to spank him. Mom simply pinched his testicle bending him over. She tucked him under her arm butt out while holding onto his privates and wailed on his fanny with the other hand. Dad was bawling like a baby.
I got so excited seeing my mom all powerful that I almost cheered. I clapped my hand over my mouth and backed out the door, thinking; Girls rule.
When I got back to the house I was so pumped that I went into Brady's room and turned on the light. He woke up with a start and swore at me. In an instant I was beside his bed dragging him out by the arm. Brady was shocked and embarrassed because he was only wearing his white underpants. Hauling him to his feet, I tucked my thumbs in his waistband and in one swift move I had him naked. The horror on his face was priceless. I pretended to be angry like mom and started scolding him for being disrespectful. Brady was trying to cover himself while saying, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I told him he just didn't get it. Then cool as can be, I reached down and pinched his little testicle. Wow! Brady gasped and bent over. Just like mom, I tucked him under my arm and started wailing on his cute bottom. I don't remember ever having so much fun. It was so easy I wondered why I hadn't done it sooner. One thing was for sure, I knew I'd do it again.
Brady was real good after that and never gave me any lip.
The next time I spanked him was in the pool house. I kept him naked for a long time too before I spanked him. He was saying anything he could to save his butt. Finally though I reached down when he wasn't expecting it and pinched his testicle. That is my favorite part because it's so easy.
Mom finally figured out that I was spanking Brady, but when she confronted me, I just smiled and said; well you spank daddy. She looked shocked then tried to hide a grin. I added that girls rule mom, and pointed out that there was never any backtalk around our house. Mom asked if her spanking daddy upset me. I said, heck no, and asked when I'd be old enough to spank dad? Mom laughed and said that I just better attend to Brady's little bottom and not worry about dad's for a few more years. She also told me to only spank Brady when he needed it. So I tried to only spank my brother to discipline him. Even so, I still enjoyed it.
Mom and I grew a lot closer as we talked about girl stuff and discussed raising the boys. Mom started being more open about spanking dad, and I also started spanking Brady in front of mom.
Brady grew to accept my authority and even sometimes would come and curl up next to me and tell me when he screwed up, then ask if I thought he deserved a spanking. Maybe it eased his guilt, but also the spankings made us closer and I think he liked that.
Like dad Brady never got real tall, only 5'8, two inches taller than me, so I wear high heels so I appear taller. When I turned 18 and was heading off to college, mom finally told dad that he had to obey me too. The best part about it was scolding him. It made me feel so powerful. I think mom wanted me to experience that before I went out into the world. Girls really do rule.