Sleep Over SpankingOnce when I was 11 I was spending a Friday night with my best friend Mary. We didn't know it but Mary's older sister Susan had gotten into trouble at school. We found out while we were sitting in the kitchen eating cookies Mary's mother had just baked. When Susan came in (after serving after school detention) she tried to act "normal" but her mother immediately began scolding.
"Susan Elizabeth Carson," she snapped, "You have really done it this time Missy!" Susan was 13-yrs-old - a "big girl" to my eyes - but her face turned white and she nervously stammered, "Mother please okay can I go to my room?" and Susan glanced at us with a weird look on her face.
But her mother kept lecturing, "Don't "okay" me young lady. You have are in BIG trouble and you know it!" I suddenly got a weird feeling, as my parents were quite strict - my suspicions were confirmed when the lady said, "First, you're going to vacuum the living room THEN go to your room and clean it top to bottom. And it better be clean Missy, because your bottom is already in for your father's belt at bed time."
Susan's face turned bright red and her hands unconsciously reached to cover the seat of her jeans. OMG! Susan was horrified at hearing "the belt," especially right in front of me and her sister! I didn't blame her, I knew all about "wait until your father gets home" but at 11-yrs-old I hadn't (yet) experienced a spanking with a belt.
But I didn't feel sorry for her. Susan had never been nice to me, always treating me like some "little kid who bugged her" and my natural curiosity made me wonder about how this "big girl" was gonna "get it!"
Once Susan was vacuuming and her mom left the kitchen I tentatively asked Mary, "Is she really gonna get spanked? With a belt?" and Mary blushed herself and muttered, "Ya." I could tell Mary didn't want to talk about it. But I couldn't resist pressing, "Like on her pants or what?" Mary suddenly looked at me, "No," she said clearly. "Not on anything."
I let it drop but for the rest of the day was consumed with wonder about what would take place at bed time. The few times I passed Susan in the hall she avoided my gaze as I wondered how she must feel, having me sleeping over on a night when she was about to get a spanking? And I wondered what she would look like if it really was on her bare bottom?
Mary and I were treated to pizza and tv in the living room for dinner but Susan declined to join us, and when their Dad came home I couldn't help but notice how big and strong he was...and how the black belt he was wearing was narrow but thick. Dang! How would that leather feel across a bare butt?
At 10 pm Mary and I were told to "settling down for the night" but we got to stay in the tv room with sleeping bags and popcorn to watch scary movies - but no movie was as scary as hearing Susan's Dad tell her to "go to your room and get ready for inspection."
Both parents followed Susan to her room, I guess to "inspect" how well she had cleaned it, and I was on pins and needles wondering if Susan was really gonna get spanked and if I would hear it or not?
Mary was acting weird, like nervous herself, and suddenly she announced she was going to go take a shower! I got the feeling that Mary didn't want to be anywhere around when her sister got spanked, so I was left alone in the living room. Moments later, I heard a muffled sobbing, "Please Daddy NO!" which grew louder into "Not down here she will hear" as Susan was being led down stairs by her parents.
The living room door was wide open and I saw Susan marched along with her Mom holding her arm and her Dad following with the dangling belt in his hand! OMG Susan was dressed only in a pj top, she was bare below the waist and I got a glimpse of her "big girl front fur" and her bare behind just before her Mom yanked her into the study and her Dad swung the door (almost) shut behind them.
It was wrong, I think, but I couldn't help sneaking into the hall and putting my eye to the crack left open by the un-shut door. I saw the Dad sit on a big chair and heard the mother scolding as Susan stood clutching her bare behind and sobbing "please no no please no" But her Dad reached out and pulled Susan over his lap so she was dangling there helplessly.
Susan was a short and compact, her feel didn't touch the ground and her hands barely reached in front, so I had a clear view of her round tight teenaged bare bottom sticking up above her firm naked thighs as well as a glimpse of the furry line between her legs.
I saw more, much more, as Susan got her bare bottom and thighs whipped with the belt, with her Dad strapping in bursts of 4 or 5 licks which left dark stripes on her backside and made her start crying hard, begging, "pleese stoppp! no more i'm sorryrrrry" and such.....but it lasted a long time, like 3 minutes - if you know about being spanked - and she was kicking wildly, showing "everything" and her buns were swollen with thick welts. When he strapped her thighs she squealed like mad and the belt left puffy red marks.
I was in a trance watching this, but when it was over and Susan jumped up and danced, I started to feel scared (when was Mary coming back?) not wanting to be caught spying - but I couldn't help watching Susan jump around the room howling and rubbing - a "big girl" belt spanked to childish bawling.
When I snuck back to my sleeping bag I knew I'd have trouble getting to sleep that night, just as I knew Susan would also, not being able to sleep on her back at all.