When I walked into the kitchen after I got home, I saw the note from Dad that read, ‘You two behave this weekend and I’ll see you both on Sunday afternoon. I expect chores to be done on time and NO parties. Christa you better listen to your older sister this weekend, because she is in charge.’ I put the note down and sighed,

“Why is it Olivia has to be in charge when I’m old enough to be home alone?” I kicked the wall, then got a couple of cookies and a glass of water before I headed into the living room to get on-line for a bit, before Olivia got home and kicked me off the computer.

I vented to a friend about how I hated the fact that when my Dad went out of town I still had to listen to Olivia.

“You know we should go to the mall tomorrow,” I typed into the IM window.
“We really should,” Mike typed back.
“I really want to get the new Hanson CD that just came out and my Dad hasn’t gotten me yet.”
“Sounds good. There’s actually a few CD’s I could get myself.”
I smiled, “So, how about you come get me at 9am?”
“Sounds good,” Mike replied, “Talk to you tomorrow.”

With that I logged out of yahoo IM and skipped off to my room. I knew I didn’t have the money for the CD that I wanted, but I wasn’t worried cause I had been working on stealing for a few weeks from a few stores in the area and just being able to spend time with Mike was going to be awesome.

“What’s up?” Olivia asked from my doorway.

“Oh not much. Just that we have the house to ourselves this weekend.”

“Yeah I noticed that in the note he left us.”

I nodded quietly looking away.

“You’re going to behave right?” My older sister asked.

“Uh huh of course,” I replied as I subconsciously rubbed my bottom remembering the first time that Olivia was left in charge of me for a while while Dad was out of town and I thought it would be fun to throw tantrums all weekend.

“Good,” Olivia smiled, “Look I’m not going to fix anything for dinner tonight cause I got plans to go out with friends, so just find whatever looks good OK?”

I nodded, “Sounds good, Sis. Have a good night.” With that Olivia walked off to do whatever it was she had to do and I shut my bedroom door to hide for the night cause I so wasn’t about to get anything to eat for dinner.

The next morning I was up before Olivia and headed on my way to the mall to hang out with Mike for the day. Or that was my plan. Little did I know that my plan was going to be cut short at about 10am because of the fact that I wasn’t careful enough about stealing the CD’s that I wanted.

“Shit,” I stated as I was led to a back room at the mall, “This is SO not good. Dad’s going to kill me when he finds out about this tomorrow.”

I was walked into the room and the door was shut behind me.

“Have a seat and give me the name and number of a family member to come and get you,” the officer stated calmly.

I nodded and thought for a minute about whose number to give, before deciding on giving Olivia’s number.

“She’ll be here in about 10 minutes,” he said when he got off the phone with my sister.

I nodded, then laid my head back grateful that my Dad didn’t have to know about all of this today.

“What were you thinking Christa?” I heard Olivia say when she walked into the room.

I shrugged quietly.

“You know Dad is going to kill you for this right?”

I nodded, still staying quiet.

Olivia then began talking to the officer and after ten minutes realized that since she wasn’t 18, she wouldn’t be allowed to sign the papers for me to leave and that we would have to call someone else to come and get me. I sighed, ‘why was it that my stunts always ended with my Dad having to come and get me?’

I glanced at Olivia, “I don’t want to call Dad and tell him.”

“Well, you gotta cause this was your bright idea and you know that he’s going to want to hear ALL about it from you and NOT me.”

I sighed, knowing she was right and so began slowly pulling out my cell from my jeans pocket, then I slowly opened it and dialed my Dad’s number. As I listened to it ring. I hoped he wouldn’t answer, but that wasn’t the case.

“Hey baby girl. What’s going on?”

I took a deep breath and counted to ten before replying, “You have to come get me from the mall Daddy.”

“Huh? Why?”

“Just cause something happened is all.”

I heard him sigh, “What did you do?”

“Nothing Daddy.”

“Christa Ann, I want to know what you did right now!”

I shivered at hearing my middle name, he NEVER said that unless I was in serious trouble, “Ummm, well I kinda got caught stealing a ummm, CD from the mall Daddy.”

“You did WHAT?”

I stayed quiet knowing that he wasn’t expecting me to answer.

“I’ll be there to get you in about an hour, little girl.”

“I’m sorry Daddy.”

“No you’re not or you wouldn’t have done it,” I heard him take a deep breath, “You better enjoy being able to sit while you still can, cause I can assure you, that you won’t be sitting after I get my hands on you, little girl.”

“Yes Daddy,” I replied then hung up with him, knowing that the next hour was going to be the longest ever. Olivia sat with me for awhile and then decided that it was best for her to leave before Dad got there so she could get some of her chores for the day done. She wished me luck with Dad before she left.

Sure enough Brian walked in right on time, “Its going to be a LONG time before I trust you to come to the mall by yourself again, little girl.”

I looked at the floor then, cause I didn’t have anything to say to that and wasn’t ready to stand up next to him just yet, for fear that he would swat me.

He talked to the officer and signed the papers that allowed me to leave. Turns out I wasn’t going to be allowed in the mall for a good 6 months, but my Dad promised the officer that I wouldn’t be seen around the mall even after then if he had anything to say about it.

I stood up slowly and headed for the door of the office, but was swatted once hard, “You have no idea how much trouble you’ve gotten yourself into today, Christa Ann. I expect you to not say a thing to me on the way home unless you want more added to your punishment. Is that understood?”

I nodded.

“I can’t hear you. Is that understood, young lady?”

“Yes Daddy.”

“Good,” another swat landed on my bottom, before we headed out of the office and out of the mall to my Dad’s truck. The ride home was silent, because I wasn’t bout to make things worse on myself. When we pulled into the driveway, I heard, “You are to go straight to your room and bare your bottom and get into the corner and think about what you got coming for your behavior today. Is that understood, Christa Ann?”

I flinched at the middle name, “Yes Daddy,” I replied as I got out and headed inside to do as I was told.

I noticed Olivia wasn’t home as I walked into my room and took my jeans off slowly, folding them and placing them on the edge of my bed, then slowly took off my panties, folding them too and placing them on top of my jeans. I sighed and then headed over to the corner that I ended up finding myself in way too much lately. Why couldn’t I just behave?

It wasn’t long before I heard my Dad walk into my room and move the chair to my desk, he didn’t call me over to him just yet though, and I fidgeted wondering just when he was going to call me name.

“Alright put your hands on your head and come over here,” Brian stated calmly.

I slowly turned from the corner, placing my hands on my head and walking over to my Dad.

“Is this the first time you’ve stolen something Christa?”

I shook my head ‘no’.

“Excuse me? Care to say that louder, little girl.”

“No Daddy, it isn’t…,” I was cut off by his hand.

“I didn’t ask for any excuses did I?”

“No Daddy,” I replied looking away some.

Next thing I knew he reached for my left wrist and pulled me down over his lap, adjusting me how he wanted me for the spanking that I was about to get, “I can’t believe you would try and steal something,” he then began swatting my bottom with his hand.

“Owww, Daddy I’m sorry,” I yelped at the swats.

“You’re not sorry yet, but I can promise you will be once I’m finished with you.”

I whined, knowing that meant I wouldn’t be able to sit for a good week.

He didn’t scold me as he gave me a warm-up, instead just concentrated on making sure to cover every inch of my bottom and upper thighs. Boy did it hurt. I had kinda forgot how bad a spanking from my Dad was after only a couple of weeks.

“Alright stand up,” my Dad then helped me up, “You have two minutes to get the brush and return.” I nodded and left my room, heading into the bathroom down the hall, I picked up the wooden hairbrush from the counter and then headed back for my room, hoping I made it back in the two minutes he gave me to return.

“Back over,” my Dad ordered as he took the brush from me. I whined as I laid back over his lap, “Daddy I’ll be good.”

“I hope you will be, but you’ve earned this spanking Christa Ann,” a few swats landed on my bottom and I kicked my feet some, “I’m VERY disappointed in your choice to steal today,” more swats from the brush landed on my bottom and this time he just continued with the swats and avoided lecturing me for a few minutes.

“It hurtsss,” I whined as my left hand threatened to block the swats.

“Good, maybe you’ll think twice before you even think of stealing again,” Brian stated, “Don’t even think of putting your hand back here, young lady.” I quickly tried to move my hand back in front of me, so I wouldn’t make the spanking worse on myself.

“Till further notice, your NOT to go into a store without me around, is that understood Christa Ann?” he concentrated on my upper thighs, making me kick and squirm to try and avoid the swats, “Owwwiieeess, yes Daddyyyyy.”

There was another few minutes without lecturing after that as my Dad worked on making sure I was going to be feeling this spanking for awhile, “Who gave you the right to leave the house when your chores weren’t done for the day?”

“Daddy pleassseeee stoppp,” I begged as I threw my hands back to block, then replied to my Dad’s question, “I did Daddy.” Next thing I know both my hands were restrained to my lower back and the spanking continued, “You know the rules in this house. Chores are to be done before you are able to go out of the house for the day, isn’t that right, little girl.”

“Yessss Daddy,” I cried as I tried to free my hands some, but it was no use. A few more minutes passed and then my Dad stopped spanking, helping me to my feet, he stood up and gave me a hug, “I love you Christa, but I’m not going to allow my little girl to steal and break rules is that understood?”

I tried to wipe tears away from my eyes as I nodded, “Yesss Daddy.”

“Good, now I want you to go stand in the corner again and think about how your going to change your behavior next time you decide you want to skip chores and go steal from the mall.”

I nodded, then headed for the same corner that I had been in a good ten minutes before. As I stood in the corner I knew that I was never going to try stealing again, because receiving a spanking for it and losing my Dad’s trust to go to stores alone wasn’t worth it.

I’m not sure how long I had been standing in the corner before I heard, “Come here,” but I’m sure it couldn’t have been more then thirty minutes. I walked over to my Dad, who was sitting on the edge of my bed, “Have you learned your lesson Christa?”

“Yes Daddy.”

He nodded, “Well, you may redress, then begin on your chores for the day. After your chores are done you are to come back to your room and begin on an essay on stealing and why its wrong, understood?”

“Yes Daddy, I’m sorry. I won’t steal again,” I stated as I redressed and rubbed my bottom, “It was really stupid on my part Daddy.”

“Yes it was,” Brian replied, then gave me a hug, “Go get started on your chores, baby girl.”

Merrilee and Pete were on their way to Gorselee Farm, but the Postcode Merrilee told Pete to put in the Sat Nav was obviously not correct, as the voice told them they had reached their destination – in the middle of a dirt track.

Now read on ……

Merrilee looked around in bewilderment. ‘Where are we?’

‘Haven’t a clue,’ Pete said with a sigh. ‘Perhaps that Post Code was wrong after all.’

‘Oops!’

‘Remember what I told you would happen? He asked. ‘But let’s get back on track, it’ll be dark soon, I’ll sort you later lady.’

She fished the crumpled piece of paper out of her bag again. ‘If we put the other Post Code in, it may take us to the right place,’ she suggested.

‘Good thinking,’ he said. ‘Ok read it to me again.’

‘WBY7 1PS – you put IPS last time.’

The detour had them taking a different direction all together. It added an extra ten miles to their journey, but when the voice told them they had reached their destination – they really had this time.

‘Hi, you two,’ said a cheery voice. ‘I’m Delia; you must be Merry Brat and Pete.’

They nodded in agreement.

‘We thought you must have got lost. Anyway, come in, I’ll show you to your room.’

‘Are we the last to arrive?’ asked Merrilee.

‘No, Mature Couple phoned, said they couldn’t make it today, some neighbours having a party for their Golden Wedding or something, but would get here tomorrow instead.’

‘Shame.’ said Merrilee, ‘We’re looking forward to meeting them. Just hope they don’t know my grandma as they live in Warlington too, it could be a bit embarrassing.’

‘Sure could be,’ agreed Delia. ‘Anyway, get settled in, we eat at half five, in Cosy Cottage – next door.’

Delia left them to their own devices.

‘Ok my sweet it’s comeuppance time.’

‘Hey, you already spanked me remember?’

‘Of course I remember, but that was just an interim spanking. A just because I felt like it spanking.’

‘Sod off,’ she protested.

‘Watch that mouth of yours lady,’ he warned. Sitting down on the bed, he hauled her over his knee. ‘Do you know something, if I didn’t know I’d spanked you this afternoon – your bum has gone back to being white?’

He then proceeded to turn her white cheeks to a glowing rosy red.

After tea, everybody went back to their own rooms, to get ready for the evenings fun and games.

Delia had organised some games to get the party started. This involved the girls throwing a dice – the number that came up was the number of strokes she would receive.

She could then choose who she wanted to spank her.

Merrilee wanted a change, so she chose Bill from Dunton.

There were the sounds of bare bottoms being spanked and squeals from the girls,

The following day it was cold and rainy. Some of the others went out into Gorselee Village, but Merrilee and Pete decided to stay indoors and play in their room.

However, Merrilee returned to the lounge where she had left her bag, Bill was sat there reading a spanking magazine, ‘On your own Bill?’

‘Yes Merry Brat, Naughty Lady has gone into town and left me to amuse myself.’

‘We’re just going to have some fun and games – why don’t you come and join us?’

‘Hmmm! That sounds fun, but won’t Pete mind?’

‘Course not. Come on Billy Boy, come and play with us.’

‘The name is Bill young lady, any more cheek from you and you’ll find yourself over my knee.’

‘Billy Boy, Billy Boy,’ she chanted, trying to dodge out of his reach, but he blocked her escape.

Meanwhile, Pete was waiting in their room, wondering what was keeping Merrilee. Then he heard the sound of hand meeting bare bottom and his wife’s shrieks. He went out into the lounge to investigate. Taking in the scene at a glance, he asked, ‘Do you need any help Bill?’

‘Sorry Pete, hope you don’t mind, but this young lady is one cheeky madam.’

‘I know,’ laughed Pete, ‘but you carry on, don’t let me stop you.’

‘That’s very sporting of you, thanks,’ Bill tightened his grip on Merrilee and went back to his task with a renewed energy.

‘Look, why don’t we go to our room and have some fun,’ Pete suggested.

Poor Merrilee, sounds like she’s going to have a very sore bottom ……

Merrilee and Pete had booked to spend a few days on Gorselee Farm. They were both very much into spanking and were going to be among like minded people.

Now read on ……

The night before the big day, Merrilee had packed, but Pete had kept getting under her feet.

‘Don’t forget to pack your school uniform,’ he’d reminded her for the third time.

‘For goodness sake Pete, I packed it already, now let me get on with it.’

‘Ok, sorry,’ he went back into the lounge to watch the news on the television.

Next day they were up early as it was about five hours drive by car.

‘Right my sweet, are we ready for off?’ Pete stood near the door, the car keys jangling from his hand.

‘In five minutes yes,’ she answered. ‘I just need the loo again. Is everything in the car?’

‘Yep, all we need now is you.’

They had treated themselves to a Sat Nav. Pete keyed in their home Post Code.

‘Merrilee my sweet, what’s the Post Code for Gorselee Farm?’

‘Just a minute,’ she rummaged in her handbag, bringing out a crumpled piece of paper that she tried to smooth out with her hand. ‘Ready, here it is. WBY7 1PS, errrr! It’s a bit smudged, not sure if it’s a 1 or an I’

‘Let me see,’ impatiently Pete snatched the paper out of her hand and peered at it. ‘For goodness sake, it’s too smudged to be sure. I’ll put in I but if it’s wrong lady, you’re going to arrive at Gorselee with a very sore bottom.’

‘Promises, promises,’ she giggled.

Two hours later, Pete stopped the car. They were going through a sleepy little village. As it was Wednesday, the shops were half day closing.

‘Come on my sweet let’s stretch our legs a bit.’ Pete had come round to her side of the car – opening the door, he hauled her out.

‘Aren’t we lucky, it’s a lovely day for October? He said, putting his arm around her shoulder, ‘let’s stroll down here.’

They were on a quiet country road. As they walked along, his hand was rubbing her bottom. The circular movement of his hand made her dress ride up, revealing a bottom covered with a skimpy piece of black material.

The sound of a car engine behind them made them both jump apart. As the car went very slowly past them, they could see the driver looking back at them, with a big grin on his face.

‘Did you see his face?’ Merrilee squealed.

‘I wonder who’ll believe him when he tells what he just saw. Guess what my sweet? I’m feeling randy.’

‘That’s not like you,’ she giggled, moving away from him.

‘Come here brat, I’m going to have to spank you – flaunting yourself in public like that.’ Holding on to her wrist, he led her to the side of the road,

‘Now look at that, a nice handy bench.’

Sitting down on it, he pulled her over his knee. ‘Stoppit,’ she squealed. ‘Someone might see us.’

‘And since when did that bother you my sweet?’ Raising his right arm, he brought his large hand down in the dead centre of her bottom.

Pushing her dress up her back, he again brought his hand down on her upturned partially knickered bottom. ‘Do you know, I don’t think you can feel it?’ He yanked her knickers down to mid thigh.

Slaaaaaaaaaappppppppp! The sound of a hand meeting bare flesh rang out, followed by a shrill screech.

‘You lousy rotten sod, that hurt,’ she wriggled violently over his knee.

‘Go on my sweet, wriggle away, you know how it turns me on.’ Giving her another half dozen spanks, he then rested his hand on her hot quivering bottom. ‘That’s better,’ he said, admiring his handiwork. ‘Can’t have you arriving at Gorselee with a lily white bottom, can we?’

‘Piss off,’

‘Oh my sweet, seems you want some more, I’m always ready to oblige.’ Raising his right arm, he brought his hand down on her bottom another twelve times.

Helping her to her feet, he said, ‘Come on let’s get back on the road. ‘We’ll stop for a snack as soon as we find a café.’

In the next village, they found a little olde worlde coffee shop where they had beans on toast followed by a milk shake.

Getting back into the car, ‘We should be there in about two hours,’ said Pete glancing at his watch.

As they approached Gorselee, they were being directed by the Sat Nav to turn right in 300 yards. Pete followed instructions. The voice told them at the next roundabout to take the third exit – and then – you have reached your destination.

Merrilee looked around in bewilderment. ‘Where are we?’

‘Haven’t a clue,’ Pete said with a sigh. ‘Perhaps that Post Code was wrong after all.’

‘Oops!’

‘Remember what I told you would happen? He asked. ‘But let’s get back on track, it’ll be dark soon, I’ll sort you later lady.’