The Cousins: A Story by Alasandra

The Cousins: Part 1 

A Spanking Story

by

Alasandra

 When I was 16 my cousins Meghan and Christy came and visited us, we lived out in rural Oklahoma in the country. They were a year older than I and they came to stay with us for a week. Megan was a brunette  but she had started dying her hair blonde, she had a pretty face and could bat her eyelashes like you saw women do it in the movies. Meg had a nice full figure as well, big tits and hips and all the boys had become interested in her ever since she turned 14. Christy had a nice figure but like me she had/has small tits and she knew less than I about applying make up, and much like I she was a tom boy and dressed like it as well but on this ocassin we were all wearing cute sun dresses that Megs mom had picked up in the city. They came to visit at the end of summer right before school would start in late August. 

 On the third day they were at the house it was Friday and we decided that we were going to go into town. All three of us piled into my old Honda and rode into town. Before I left mom gave me a stern warning about not being out after 8 which was my curfew for the summer. Enid while not a small town is still pretty rural. Meg and Christy were from Dallas and they were a bit disappointed but we went to the south side arcade and played games and before long Meg found some boys. To make a long story short time got away from us and we were drinking alcohol as well. When I looked at my watch (when the sun started going down at 8:30) I knew that I was in big trouble. 

My mother was very strict and she had been using corporal punishment on me for years. Meg and Christy were also spanked but nothing like the punishments mom gave me. I got all three of us piled in my Honda and headed frantically for home. Meg and Christy both had hickeys and we all had alcohol on our breath. On the way home Meg and Christy were nervous but for the wrong reasons. They didn’t want their parents to find out and while my mom had spanked them 3 years ago when they were here she had gone really light on them. Didn’t even take their panties down. She had warned them that if she ever had to repeat it, it would be a real spanking. They didn’t know what that meant. I did and I was scared as hell. 

Meg said she was too old to be spanked but would rather take a spanking than have her parents find out. I stopped and got us some breath mints on the way hoping that it would cover up the smell of alcohol. When we got home mother was very upset. She sat us all down on the couch in the living room and gave us a long lecture. I tried to explain that time had gotten away from us and that only set her off worse. She got right up in my face with her finger and that is when she smelled the liquor over the breath mints. She made us all stand up and smell of our breath and then got really mad. Meghan you and Christy are getting my leather belt on your bare ass and Alasandra are getting the cane (oh God when she said that my heart skipped a beat I hated and feared that cane). Alasandra you drove home drunk, I wasn’t drunk by any means but argument at this point would only make it worse. 

She came back with the belt and said “what are you waiting for get out of those dresses”. The belt was my father’s that she had kept and it was real leather and she kept it oiled so it was pliable, I knew it well it would lick it’s way into your buttocks and it was painful as well.. So there we were 3 teens standing in our underwear outside her bedroom. With her Standing there with that belt in her hand. She motioned Meg to come first and she made her bend over her bed she pulled her panties down and off then instructed Meg to take a stance with her legs slightly spread, she warned her not to jump around because she might accidentally hit her in a tender spot. She started a long lecture with Megs ample bottom exposed and vulnerable. Both of us could see from outside the bedroom door all of Meg’s charms. After Mom finished her lecture, she drew back all the way and she laid in to Meg’s bottom with a vengeance. “Swat Swat Swat!” Poor Meghan had never been spanked like that and she started crying and put her hands back. That really made mom mad. She went to her closet and got a scarf and tied Meg’s hands together and behind her neck. She then gave her a stern warning. “Young lady I am going to whip your bottom with this belt 30 times. If you get out of position I will have the girls come in and hold you in position and start over. Do I make myself clear?” Poor poor Meg. Mom turned her very while bottom bright red with that belt, each swat she was putting her entire body into it and Meg was crying uncontrollably and constantly after 10 swats. She was jumping around and Christy, mom and I got a good view of her little pussy. She learned to keep her legs together after mom spanked her pussy with that that thick belt, and give Meg credit, that was the only scream she let out. Meghan laid on that bed long after her spanking, crying and sobbing. Her poor back side was striped from mid thigh to the top of her buttocks. When Mom finally got enough of that she untied her and told her to go in the living room pick up her dress and then go upstairs to bed. 

 Christy was next and you could tell that she was scared out of her mind. She had turned a very white shade of white while Meg was being whipped. Mom went ahead and tied her hands before the spanking started (at Christy’s request). Christy didn’t have near as good as body as her sister but she was still very attractive. Instead of Megs amble bottom she had a apple shaped one but her muscles were well defined almost like a gymnast, I must admit that I was a big jealous and a bit turned on. She started sobbing while mom was lecturing her. Mom said “Christy I am very disappoint in you. I expected you to be the responsible one.” Mom took step back and all I could hear was “Swish, Swat” and after ten Christy was letting out loud screams. At about the 20 swat she couldn’t keep her legs together and much like Meg she got her little pussy licked by the belt. That produced a much louder scream. Then on swat 23 or so the same thing happened and from then on it was “Swish, Swat, Scream” until mom ended her spanking at 30. Poor girl was crying uncontrollably and promising never to drink again. I had to help her up the stairs to the bedroom. She didn’t even get dressed she, she just laid on the spare bed face down with her poor red and bruised bottom sticking up in the air crying. Then I had to go down the stairs and into the basement where I knew mom would be waiting on me with that nasty fucking cane. I was scared as hell about what was to come but my pussy was wet from watching my cousins get it. I slowly walked down those stair for what was to come but that is a story for another time.