Subject: Juvenile Justice
From: awright@falcon.cc.ukans.edu (Ashley Wright)
Date: 5 Oct 94 13:58:24 CDT

A stream of consciousness spanking fantasy involving those two ornery siblings, Junior and Meredeth. A.Wright and Hypnotic Eye Press respectfully request you not rip them off by duplicating this for personal gains.

Juvenile Justice

Prurient Interests

He's upstairs now. Gittin' the hairbrush. When he got home from work and Mama told him what happened, he was mad but he wouldn'ta spanked us if Junior'da kept his big mouth shut. He always has to make some kinda smart ass crack and I'm glad that he's gonna get it worse'n' me. He deserves it; it's all his fault anyway, and now I'm gonna get the hairbrush.

My butt's already sore from the spanking Ma give me this afternoon when she caught us. It was Junior who got the magazines from his friend Jimbo at school, and everybody knows what a prevert he is. I heard he raped his own stepsister. Junior says no, it wasn't rape cause it was her idea. But it's still sick, no matter how you look at it. Now I'm gonna get spanked and it wasn't even my idea. At least Daddy won't take my britches down. Now that I'm 12, he says I'm too big for that. Mama can still take 'em down though, and she yanked my jeans and my drawers clear down to my knees and she didn't even care that Junior was standing there. My butt's still smarting. She dragged me over her lap right there on the back porch and started whalin' on my poor nekkid butt, and she was holding me cross the waist with one arm so tight that I kicked and wiggled around like crazy but it didn't do no good. Whenever I get spanked, Junior usually laughs and makes fun of me, but he was just standin' there all pale with his mouth open. He knew he was next and he was trying to be real quiet so maybe Mama would forget he was there and he could slip out the back and go hide out in the woods for a while til she cooled down. Boy, did she ever blister me. It's still thumpin' where she laid it on- I had to eat dinner laying on my stomach in my room on the bed. I was glad that I didn't get to eat at the table, my face was all red and everybody would know I'd been cryin'.

Mama made me go get the dictionary and write out the definition under "pornography" and copy it a hunnerd times. Sometimes I wish she hadn't gone off to junior college and was just a dumb factory worker or hairdresser or housewife like everybody else's Ma. I betcha Tommy Lee's Ma woulda never thought of that. I'm glad Junior's gonna get it on the bare ass. He deserves it, the dirty minded prevert. He shouldn't be letting me look at stuff like that anyway, he could warp my mind. When Mama was finished with me and sent me in the house bawlin' and rubbin' my red ass to stand in the corner til she told me otherwise, she grabbed onto Junior and marched him out into the yard to the peach tree. I stood inside the doorway and watched through the screen door, rubbin' my butt and wipin' the snot offa my face with my sleeve and watched as she held him there by the collar and snapped off a good switch. I haven't ever gotten switched- Lisbeth and Junior say cause I'm the baby and they spoil me rotten, but they can kiss my butt- but I betcha it stings like crazy. Mama was really layin' it on, too, and Junior was hoppin' around and doin' a little war dance, trying to avoid that switch as she whipped it down across the seat of his jeans and the backs of his legs. He was hollerin' and carryin' on, and then Mama finally quit whippin' him after about 5 minutes and I ran to get in the corner quick 'cause she was comin' back to the house, marching him along in front of her and still hollerin' at him and swattin' him.

I was standin' in the corner like I was supposed to so I didn't see 'em come in, but I could still hear her scoldin' him about lookin' at that trash and especially for showing it to me. He was whinin' and cryin' like a sissy, and from the sound of their voices, I could tell she took him into the kitchen. After a couple of minutes of him sayin' he'd be good and no, Mama, don't, I couldn't stand it and I snuck over to the hall and looked into the kitchen. Mama was sittin' in one of the kitchen chairs in the center of the room and she had him over her lap, which looked pretty silly 'cause he's so tall. His britches were down and I got a good look at the pink crisscrosses on his ass where the switch hit him and Mama was still talking a mile a minute and he was kickin' his sneakers against the kitchen floor and then she raised her right arm and brought that wooden spoon down on his bare butt and it made such a loud crack that I bet the neighbors thought it was a rifle shot! She started really blistering his butt with that spoon, I hate it when she uses that thing. It's got a long handle and she keeps it in a drawer by itself away from the other spoons 'cause it's the spanking spoon. Boy, does it ever hurt. Makes you feel like your ass is on fire, and she was cracking Junior across the cheeks about 5 times per second. He was totally being a sissy about it, if I was a big boy like him that everybody thought was so cool and all the girls wanted to make out with, I woulda been ashamed of myself for acting like such a baby. Mama looked up from whippin' Junior and she saw me peekin' around the doorframe and she yelled at me to get myself right back in that corner NOW! So I ran and my heart was pounding and I had to pee, I was so nervous, and I stood in that corner and heard the whole rest of Junior's whippin' and her dragging the chair back to the table and then she came into the front room and sent Junior into his corner.

I knew I was in big trouble for not minding and she came over and jerked me out of the corner and dragged me over to the couch and started scolding me. I tried to explain, but she wouldn't let me, she sat down on the couch an' pinned me between her knees and undid the buttons on my jeans again! I started to cry and bawled please don't gimme another lickin', I'd be good, I was sorry, I hadda go pee... but she just jerked my britches down again and put me back over her knee and said that since I was so interested in watching Junior get spanked, she guessed I hadn't been spanked enough myself. Boy, was I bawlin' by the time she was through. At least she didn't use that awful spoon on my ass, but it still hurt, getting spanked right on top of the last spanking. I betcha Junior was loving every minute of it.

When she finally finished about an hour later- okay, it was probably 10 minutes, but it sure seemed longer, she jerked me back on my feet and marched me right back to the corner. And then she just sat there on the couch and went on and on to me and Junior about how she was ashamed of us and where in the hell did we get our hands on tht trash and she had a good mind to... and on and on. That was worse than the spanking, actually. Junior wouldn't tell where he got the magazines and so that's when Mama said okay, she would just have to show them to Daddy when he got home and see if he couldn't convince Junior to tell him. We stood in the corner for a really long time and I really had to take a pee and was wondering which would be worse, to piss in my pants or to get out of the corner and use the bathroom before she said corner time was up, but she finally said we could go to our rooms and think about how wrong what we done was and then she come up later with the dictionary and made me copy out all that stuff. I dunno what she made Junior do, but I hope it was somethin' bad.

Oh God... he's coming downstairs... he was awful mad when Mama told him about it. He was madder at Junior than me 'cause he should know better, plus Junior still won't tell him where he got them nasty magazines. That's why Junior's gonna get it on the bare ass and Daddy says if the hairbrush doesn't do any good, he might have to use the strap! I'd almost feel sorry for Junior if he wasn't such a dumbass, getting me in trouble. Daddy hates to spank us, he usually leaves it up to Mama, but when he does spank us it's even worse than Ma's and hers aren't any picnic. Even my big brother Cody who's a deputy sherrif with a gun and everything, says even when he was 18 he used to bawl when Daddy busted his ass. I really don't wanna get spanked, I've already got spanked twice today and you'd think that'd make Daddy go easier on me, but he thinks it means I just haven't learned my lesson yet. You'd think for an old man of 43, he wouldn't be able to hit very hard... oh shit. He's downstairs now. Daddy's gonna spank us in front of each other, watching is supposed to be part of our punishment but I'm gonna be glad to see that troublemaker Junior get his bare ass blistered. He's got the brush and he looks awful mad... he still can't believe that Junior hasn't told him yet where he got those magazines. I think the one with the girls doing things with other girls and two men doing things together and two men doing things to one woman is the one that my folks are really mad about... Daddy's sitting down in his chair and motioning for me and Junior to stand in front of him... Mama's got her arms crossed and she's standing in the doorway, looking mad... Lisbeth's not here, thank God, she's out on a date with that skanky Ronnie Willis and I betcha she's letting him feel her titties... she'd love to see us getting spanked, especially Junior. She always teases him so awful when he gets spanked. She's always threatening to tell all the girls at the Sr.High how he still gets his britches taken down and his bare butt whipped like a little boy... Junior's face is red but his jaw's clenched real tight. He's not gonna tell. I know he won't tell. My brother is a big troublemaker and a real pain in the ass, but he's no squealer... oh, please, Junior, please tell them. Who cares about that fuckin' Jimbo Monosmith anyway? Please tell, Junior. He's only gonna get madder the longer you take... Junior's gonna get whipped first. Watching him is supposed to show me how lucky I am, I guess. I thought I was gonna be glad to see him get his ass beat, but now that Daddy's got him over his knee and his britches are down and that hairbrush is up in the air, I don't want to anymore. He is my big brother, even if he's a pain in the butt- he's gonna be stupid and act brave and he isn't gonna squeal! Daddy's really whipping him, Junior's kicking his legs and clenching his fists and hollering, but he won't tell!! Tell him, you stupid idiot! Tell him before he decides to go ahead and use the strap!!!!

Comments, criticisms, etc. are welcome as always.

Jackrabbit