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 ï>¿A New Life by StoryGuy

   Chapter 1

   Karen's father had left some years ago.  She saw him occasionally for
about six months after he left, then he stopped coming around.  It had been
hard, but she, her mother, and her younger brother had survived.  Her
mother had started dating a man and things were getting serious.  Karen
didn't care either way, but he seemed to make her mother happy.

   Her mother had been working a day job, but it didn't pay well.  Recently
she had taken a new job that paid much better, but she had to work later
and didn't get out until 11 PM.  In order to do that, her boyfriend, now
fiance, came over some afternoons and every evening to watch Karen and her
brother.

   For the first week and into the second things went smoothly.  It had
been a week and a half when he called her into the living room and had her
sit on a chair facing him as he sat on the couch.  He seemed deep it
thought.  Finally Karen asked, "What do you want?  You called me in here.?"

   "I don't like your attitude and I don't like your doing nothing around
here.  I'm not your maid.  There's no reason you can't start doing things
to help out,?" he stated.

   Karen was a little put out by his remark, but didn't want to escalate
the situation, so just answered, "OK.  May I go now?"

   "Things are going to change or you're going to regret it!  Go!?" he
snapped.

   Karen rushed up to her room.  It was fair to say she was a little angry.
He wasn't her parent!  Who did he think he was?  She didn't even agree with
what he said.  Still, she was a bit fearful and resolved to do a little
more just to appease him.

   For the next couple of days things seemed to go back to how they had
been before.  On this particular day, a Friday, her brother had gone over a
friend's house to spend the night, so it was just the two of them.  Karen
had made supper and she had it ready when he arrived.

   She was pleased with herself when he commented she was doing better. 
They ate, but didn't really talk.  Her phone rang and it was one of her
friends from school.  Karen stood and walked into the living room for some
privacy.  She wasn't paying much attention as she and her friend chatted
away.  Her call finally ended and she went to the bathroom, then walked
into the kitchen, passing him sitting on the couch.

   Karen was a little surprised to see the dishes already washed and in the
drainer.  Maybe it was his way of saying thanks to her?  She walked back
out of the kitchen and started up the stairs.  "Come here!?" he yelled.

   She turned and walked back down the stairs.  "What?" she asked as she
walked up to him.

   He reached out, grabbed her wrist, and pulled her over his lap.  Before
she could react his hand landed hard on her ass a few times, then he pushed
her off.  "Stand up!?" he snapped.  Karen was in shock.  Slowly she stood
up.  "I warned you!  I told you to start doing things around here and what
did you do?  Walked off to talk to your friends leaving me, your 'maid', to
clean up after you.

   "I'm sorry!  I...?" Karen started, but he interrupted her.

   "Take you pants off!?" he yelled.

   "No!?" she protested, but he reached out, grabbing the waist of her
pants, and yanked them down to her ankles.

   "Step out of them,?" he commanded.  Now afraid, Karen stepped out of her
pants.  "Panties too!?" he added.  Her jaw dropped and she froze.  Again he
reached out and pushed her panties down to her feet.  Again she was told to
step out of them.

   Karen just stood there, naked from the waist down, in shock.  When she
realized he could see her bare pussy she moved her hand over to cover
herself.  He reached out, grabbed her hand, and pulled her forward so she
ended up sitting on his leg as she straddled it.  "We're not done yet!?" he
hissed.

   He pulled her head down so she was sort of laying on her stomach and her
head was under his arm.  Again he began spanking her, this time on her
exposed ass.  He was striking her so hard that with each swat she slid up
his leg.  Karen struggled, but it was of no use.

   Karen began to notice that it was starting to feel the same as when she
touched herself, but with each spank the feeling got stronger and stronger.
She continued struggling, begging him to stop, but he wouldn't.

   Suddenly her whole body began shaking and her legs stiffened.  She knew
the feeling; she was climaxing!  She wasn't pleasuring herself though.  She
was getting spanked.  She had no pants on and a man was seeing her as he
spanked her.  Karen knew she wasn't supposed to have an orgasm, but her
body didn't.

   Her body was floating in ecstasy, but he continued swatting her now very
sore ass.  Her climax ebbed and finally began to pass, but the spanking
continued.  Once again she started begging him to stop.  The sting on her
ass was blinding.

   Finally he stood her up.  This time she didn't try to cover her pussy.
Both hands were trying to rub the sting from her ass.  "Look what you did!
You made a mess on my pants!?" he yelled.  Karen looked down and saw a wet
spot on his pants.  Had she peed on him?  "You're a mess too!?" Karen
looked down.  Her pussy was glistening and there was a small stream
starting down her leg.

   He stood up and seemed to be trying to wipe the wet spot off his pants.
"Go clean up,?" he snapped.

   Karen turned and ran up the stairs and into the shower.  The cool water
hitting her freshly spanked ass both seemed to ease the burning, but also
hurt her very tender skin.  She finished her shower, picked up her top and
bra, and walked into her room.  Her ass was still sore, so she looked into
her mirror and saw it was still red.

   She grabbed a clean bra and top, putting it on.  Karen then opened her
underwear drawer, but then closed it.  Her ass was far too sore to put
tight panties on, so she pulled out a pair of loose shorts putting those
on.

   Karen flopped face down on her bed, finally resting after her ordeal. 
She wasn't sure how long she lay there when she heard someone on the
stairs. Looking over her shoulder she saw him at her doorway.  He tossed
her pants to her.

   "We will keep what happened between us.  No one needs to know I had to
spank you.  If you brag about it next time will be ten times worse,?" he
warned her, then left.

   Karen stayed in her room the rest of the night.  Her ass was still sore
when she went to bed, so she stayed on her stomach.  Her mind wandered back
to her spanking.  Karen had been shocked and embarrassed to have her pants
taken off and her nakedness on display for him to see.  She didn't
understand it, but part of her had enjoyed being exposed to him.

   Her hand snaked down and into her shorts.  Her fingers began to rub
across her clit giving her the same feelings she experienced when her
spanking had produced as she slid on his leg.  She remembered the jolts she
felt when his hand slapped her ass.  How the spanks had almost vibrated her
clit.  She hated getting spanked, but her body loved it.

   Karen gasped as her orgasm hit.  In her mind his eyes almost burned her
pussy as he looked at it.  Unconsciously her legs parted as she thought
about him looking at her with nothing covering her from the waist down. 
Everything she had always fought to keep private had been exposed to him.
He had looked at her and it excited her.



   Chapter 2

   A few days later, after school, Karen joined her friends and they went
shopping.  It was fun going from store to store looking at all the things
they wanted to buy.  The shopping group broke up and Karen headed home.  It
was no big deal.  She knew her brother wouldn't be home and she didn't want
to be home with "him" anyway.

   When she got home, Karen just walked up the stairs to her room.  Within
minutes he was standing in her doorway.  "Where have you been" he asked.

   "Out with my friends, not that it matters," Karen answered, not even
looking up at him.

   There was a few moments of silence before he calmly ordered, "Take off
your pants."

   "I will not!" she snapped.

   He lunged forward, grabbed her pants, and yanked them down to her ankles
before she could react.  "I said to take them off, now do it!" he repeated.
They were already at her feet, so she stepped out of them.  "Panties too,"
he added.

   Karen remembered the last time.  He had pulled her panties down and torn
them.  The ones she was wearing was one of her favorites.  She knew one way
or another they would be coming off, so she reached down and slowly lowered
her panties until they slipped down her legs to her feet.  Karen was almost
trembling as she stepped out of them.  Her hand instinctively went in front
of her crotch trying to hide her nakedness.

   "Hands at your sides!" he snapped.

   "I'm too old to let you see me naked!" she protested.

   "You are acting like a child, so you are being treated like a child. 
Hands at your sides!" he angrily repeated.

   Karen's face turned red as her hands moved away from her crotch exposing
her pussy to him.  "Do you know why you are going to be punished" he asked,
but her head hung down and she said nothing.  "You went somewhere after
school and said nothing to anyone.  I had no idea where you were.  You then
wander in like you own the place and no one but you matters.  I was
concerned about your well being, but that doesn't matter to you at all. 
What would your mother do if you did that to her?  I don't think she'd be
too pleased with you," he lectured.

   "Sorry," Karen mumbled.

   "Sorry won't cut it!  There's a price to pay and you're going to pay it.
Lean over the end of your bed," he snapped.

   Karen did as he asked, just wanting to get it over with.  As she bent
down she realized what he was seeing, making her blush even more.  She
didn't have much time to think about what he was seeing as his hand crashed
into her exposed ass.  The pain escalated quickly as he began spanking her
hard with fast swats.

   "Please stop!  It hurts!  I won't do it again I promise," she pleaded,
but he continued to spank her.

   Through the sting in her ass Karen felt those feelings starting again.
She knew being bend over like she was her pussy lips would be protruding
between her legs.  As he spanked her, some swats were hitting her there. 
Although the spank still hurt, it was sending a slight, pleasurable jolt
through her body.  Also it seemed every spank was stimulating her clit. 
Karen tried to ignore and fight off those feelings, but it wasn't working.

   She should have been fighting him.  She should scream, run away, do
something.  Karen was just laying there, letting him spank her.  She should
have been trying to cover herself too, but she was just laying there
knowing he could see her body, see her pussy protruding between her legs.
Was something wrong with her?

   Her ass was really starting to sting, but her body was almost overriding
that sting.  She could feel the wetness in her pussy.  It seemed the more
she tried to fight off the feelings, the stronger they became.

   It finally happened.  Karen's climax hit her like a freight train.  He
continued to spank her, but it was only serving to stimulate her even more.
Her body jarred with every spank which felt like it was jarring her clit.
When a spank hit her pussy it seemed to pull her orgasm out of her body.

   The squirming and protests stopped as her body seemed to just float in
ecstasy.  He was still spanking, it still hurt with each swat, but her body
seemed to look forward to every spank.  Her ass was on fire, but it didn't
seem to matter.  Her pussy, ass, and even her asshole was there for him to
see, but she didn't care.  Her body was in control and even her tightly
clamped legs seemed to relax a little and stop trying to cover her up by
slightly parting.

   He continued to spank her and her ass was really burning, but she made
no more protests, just waited for it to end.  Finally he stopped.  "Stand
up," he ordered.

   Karen slowly stood, but made no effort to cover herself this time.  She
just turned to face him.  He pulled the chair out from her desk and sat
down facing her.  For a while the two just looked at each other.  Karen
knew her pussy was bare, but there was no reason to try and hide from him
now.  He had already seen her.

   He reached down, picked up her panties, and held them out to her. 
"Wipe," he stated.  She took the panties, bowed her legs, and mopped up the
obvious wetness between her legs.  Karen dropped the soiled panties on her
bed before looking back up at him.  "Things have to change.  You need to
become more considerate of others and stop thinking of just yourself," he
calmly told her.  "We'll talk later," he said as he stood and walked out of
her room.

   For a while she just stood there, still in shock from what had happened.
Eventually she looked around and saw her cream on her desk.  Her ass was
still burning.  A glance in her mirror showed her a bright red ass
confirming her spanking.  Karen took the cap off the tube and started
rubbing the soothing contents on her battered ass.

   "You OK" she heard her brothers voice ask.

   She looked over her shoulder to see her brother standing in her still
opened doorway.  "Yeah, I'm fine.  Close my door and get out," she snapped
realizing not only had "he" seen her with no pants on, but now her brother
had.

   Karen pulled a pair of shorts from her drawer, put them on, and flopped
down on her bed face first.  She quickly fell asleep.



   Chapter 3

   For the next week or so Karen tried to be on her best behavior.  Her ass
was still sore and her pussy was actually sore too.  She applied her cream
on her ass daily and also rubbed some on her pussy, and, even though her
pussy was sore, proved quite pleasurable.  She was happy that at least her
body still worked as it had.

   After a few days Karen's body was back to normal and the redness and
soreness had gone.  She was still on her best behavior not wanting a repeat
though.  He seemed pleased and had even complimented her on her
improvement.

   Karen had a bad day at school, she had a fight with one of her friends,
and got a bad grade on one of her school papers.  She had an event after
school, which was fun and improved her mood some.  When she got home she
was surprised to see dinner was already ready.

   After the three of them had finished eating, Karen and her brother was
told to clear off the table and do the dishes.  Normally that wouldn't be a
problem.  Karen would wash and her brother dried and put away what he could
reach and Karen put away the dishes he couldn't reach.

   Karen's brother didn't seem to be in the best mood either and began
arguing with her about who was going to wash and who was going to dry. 
Karen was in no mood to discuss things with him and told him so in no
uncertain terms and an argument ensued.

   Suddenly the kitchen door burst open and "he?" came barging in.  "That's
it!  I'll do the dishes.  Both of you go to your rooms and take off your
clothes.  I will call you down for your punishment.  You will each get ten
hard spanks.  Now go!?" he yelled.  Both Karen and her brother opened their
mouths to say something, but never got anything out before he bellowed,
"Go! Now!?"

   Karen rushed up the stairs closely followed by her brother and each went
into their respective rooms.  Karen sat down on her bed, afraid of what was
going to happen.  After a few minutes she decided she better get ready. 
She didn't want to make things worse.  She slipped her shorts off and
placed them on her bed.  With trembling hands, she grabbed the waistband of
her panties and slowly pushed them down.

   She hated getting spanked and hated it worse on her bare ass, but there
was no way to get around it.  She sat down on her bed and waited for what
seemed to be hours.  "Karen, Todd, get down here, now!?" she heard him
bellow.  Being called filled her with fear, but being called down with her
brother was far worse.  Knowing she had no choice, Karen cracked her door
open and looked out to see her brother walking down the hall in his
underwear.  She knew he'd be in more trouble, but couldn't help that now.
She folded her hands over her crotch and followed him down the stairs.

   "You, there.  You, there,?" he snapped pointing to places on the floor
in front of the couch.  The two quickly moved to their designated spot.  He
looked them both over for a moment, then spoke.  "It looks like neither of
you can follow orders, so you both just doubled your punishment.  I said to
take your clothes off!  You, take off your underwear.  You, take off your
top and, if you're wearing one, take your bra off too.?" Both gasped. 
"Now!?" he snapped.

   Both Karen and her brother jumped when he yelled and took off the
remainder of their clothing.  Out of instinctual embarrassment, both folded
their hands in front of their crotches.  "Hands at your sides!?" he ordered
and both dropped their hands to their sides.  "Do you both know why you are
being punished?" he asked and naturally both nodded.  "I can't hear you.?"

   "Yes, sir,?" Karen said softly and her brother repeated.

   "You are being punished together because you both caused the other to be
punished.  One person cannot argue, it takes another to join in, and before
you say anything I don't care who started it.  You were both arguing and
that's the issue, so you're both going to get spanked and both are going to
get 20 spanks each,?" he explained.  "Karen, you are the first born and you
especially should have known better Step forward and lay across my lap,?"
he ordered.  Karen froze.  "Are you trying for 40 spanks?" he asked.

   Karen wanted to die of embarrassment.  He was looking at her bare boobs
in addition to her bare pussy.  Not only was her brother going to watch her
get spanked, he was going to see her naked.  It wouldn't be the first time,
but the last time was a few years ago when they were both little.  She
wasn't a little girl any more.  Karen bent over his lap keeping her legs
tightly clamped together even though she knew it wouldn't really hide her.

   "Todd, stand there,?" he ordered, pointing to a spot behind Karen. 
"Ready?" he asked, but didn't wait for an answer.  His hand slammed into
her ass and, as it had in the past, Karen felt almost a vibration in her
pussy.  His spanks were steady, but slow.  It only took three or four swats
before her ass began to sting and, much worse, her body began reacting to
the vibrations in her pussy.  It was happening again and there was nothing
Karen could do to stop it.

   Her body was squirming, both from the stinging on her ass, but also from
the buzzing in her pussy.  Karen was fighting the feelings as best as she
could.  She hated having an orgasm when she got spanked and it was even
worse that her brother was going to see it.  She hoped he was close to
being done because her climax was close.

   Karen held her breath trying to hold back, but her body didn't
cooperate. Her orgasm erupted slowly, but finally overtook her.  Her ass
was burning and her pussy was pulsating just the same.  It wasn't long
before her spanking ended, which caused her body to stop what it was doing
and return to normal.

   "Stand up,?" he told her after spanking her.  She stood with a bright
red face.  Her ass was on fire, but the worst part was she had climaxed
again.  "Move out of the way,?" he told her and she stepped forward and
turned around.  Her brother was standing there, completely naked, but his
cock was sticking out.  It was the first "real?" cock she had ever seen and
immediately recognized he had an erection because she had seen pictures on
the internet.

   "Your turn,?" he said looking at her brother.  "Lay across my lap.?"
Todd, completely red faced, stepped forward and positioned himself over his
lap.  "You, stand there,?" he ordered Karen pointing to the spot where her
brother had been standing.  Karen moved to where he stood and looked down
at her brother.  Part of her wanted to look away out of modesty, but seeing
his bare, upturned ass fascinated her.

   "Ready?" he asked and, as he had done with her, the spanking started. 
Karen could see her brother flinch with every stroke.  She could tell he
was trying to hold back, but his ass was becoming red and Karen knew how
much he was hurting.  He started to make a noise with every spank and
without actually counting Karen knew he was only about half way through.

   It wasn't long before he broke and began to cry out.  His hands went
back trying to protect his now tender ass.  "Please!  Stop!?" Todd begged
to no avail.  His hands were grabbed and pinned out of the way and his
spanking continued.  With his thrashing and kicking Karen saw everything.
His legs were parting and between them she could see his ball sack.

   Todd's spanking finally ended, but he was held down until he quieted. 
"Stand up,?" he was finally told.  Unlike Karen, Todd went off his lap in
front of him and turned to face him.  Todd's hands were rubbing his ass. 
His cock was now soft and limp right in front of Karen.  She felt sorry for
him getting spanked, but she couldn't pull her eyes away from his cock.

   "Both of you, go upstairs and get out of my sight!?" he admonished. 
Todd turned and actually ran up the stairs.  Karen didn't run, but wasn't
far behind him.  She rushed into her room and could hear Todd still crying.
Feeling sorry for him, Karen pulled on a tee and shorts and walked out of
her room.

   Todd was laying face down on his bed and had quieted some.  He hadn't
put anything on so he was still naked.  "Can I come in?" Karen quietly
asked, but he didn't answer.  She slowly entered his room and he made no
objection.  His ass was scarlet and Karen knew how much it was burning,
probably more than hers was.

   "Um...  I got some cream in my room I can put on you.  It's kinda
embarrassing, but it helps a lot,?" Karen offered and Todd nodded.  She
quickly went into her room, grabbed the cream, and went back.  He had
settled, but was still on his stomach and still naked.  "Here,?" she
offered holding out the jar, but he didn't move.  "Want me to put some on?"
she asked again.

   "Yeah,?" Todd mumbled, still not moving.  Karen unscrewed the lid and
pushed her fingers into the jar.  She suddenly felt awkward touching his
bare ass, but rationalized he wanted her to.  As her cream covered fingers
touched his red skin she could feel the heat radiating from it.

   He didn't seem to mind her rubbing his body as she gently spread the
cream around.  He seemed to relax more and his skin didn't feel as hot.  He
turned his head to look at her.  "Better?" she asked.

   "Yeah,?" he smiled.  Karen turned to sit on his bed next to him.  But
winced and jumped up.  "Didn't you put any on you?" he asked and she shook
her head.  Lay down and I'll put some on for you,?" he stated as he stood
up, turning to face her.  He was stiff again, his cock and balls were in
plain sight, and he made no move to hide himself.

   "It's OK.  I don't need any,?" Karen lied.

   "You do.  I could tell when you went to sit down.  I won't look, I
promise.  Just lay on your stomach and I can put some on for you.  It
really does help,?" he offered.

   Karen couldn't think of an easy way to tell him no, especially since he
was still naked and he had just minutes ago seen her completely naked. 
Almost reluctantly she crawled up on the bed and lay face down.  She felt
his hands on the waistband of her shorts and he pulled them down.  "Wow! 
You're really red,?" he commented, not surprising Karen.  She could feel
the fire still on her ass.  He released her shorts, but because she was
laying on them and they had stayed up in the front, they immediately slid
up her ass making her wince again.

   "Sorry,?" he muttered as he pulled them back down again.  "Lift up
some,?" he said softly and without thinking she did.  Her shorts slid down
to her thighs and she was about to grab for them, but he released his grip
and her shorts stayed at her upper thighs.  It felt strange having her
pants pulled down in front of her brother, but it was better than the first
time earlier that evening.

   Todd gently began spreading the cream over her raw skin.  It was cooling
and strangely relaxing to have him rubbing her ass.  Karen's eyes closed as
her mind began to wander.  Her body began reacting to his touches. 
Suddenly it hit her that this was her brother.  Karen flipped over, pulling
her ass away from the fingers.

   Having her pants still down never entered her mind until she looked up
at Todd, who was kneeling in the bed next to her and he was still stiff and
almost looked harder .  Karen yanked her pants back up, hiding her pussy
from his view, then stood up.  "Um...  Ah...  I gotta go back to my room,?"
she commented in an airy voice as she grabbed her jar of cream and rushed
out.

   Karen closed her door and leaned on it for a moment trying to gather her
thoughts.  As she settled she placed the jar of cream on her dresser and
discovered she had forgotten the lid.  There was no way she was going back
into his room to get in, especially now.

   She straightened out a bit, then turned her light off and climbed into
her bed.  Her mind relived the experiences of the evening.  It wasn't the
bad stuff she was remembering, but the orgasm from when she got spanked and
the sensations Todd had caused when he rubbed cream on her ass.

   Without thinking Karen snaked her hand into her shorts and between her
legs.  She hated herself for remembering the orgasm she had while getting
spanked and after getting turned on by her brother, but she couldn't stop
herself.  Her body was craving those thoughts.  Maybe if she gave her body
what it wanted the thoughts would end?



   Chapter 4

   The next few days proved uneventful.  Nothing was mentioned about their
mutual experiences between Karen and Todd.  From the outside it looked like
nothing had even happened.  Even the evidence of red asses was gone, or at
least from Karen's point of view.

   At school she and her friends had been talking about their favorite
subject " -œ boys.  Somehow they had got on the topic of boys jerking off.
They were all sharing what little knowledge they had on the subject and one
of the girls stated that all boys jerk off all the time, producing a round
of giggles.  "It's true!?" the girl boasted sounding like an authority on
the subject.

   "I don't think my brother does,?" Karen commented.

   "Of course he does.  He's still a boy,?" the "authority?" countered. 
Karen wasn't convinced, but didn't argue the point.  Unfortunately the
class bell rang breaking up the conversation.

   That evening, as Karen was doing her homework, a noise made her look up
and she saw her brother walking from the bathroom, dressed in his robe and
carrying his clothes.  She turned her attention back to her studies, but
remembered what the girl at school had said.  Karen wondered if she was
actually right.

   Their house was old and in Karen's closet there was a hole going through
into her brother's room.  She had never paid too much attention to it
before.  On a whim Karen closed the door to her room, shut off the overhead
light, and opened her closet door.  She parted her clothes and found the
hole.  Conveniently, if she sat down the hole was at eye level.

   Karen peered through the hole and into her brother's room.  Right across
from the hole was his bed.  She was looking at the foot of it.  His desk
was evidently next to the hole.  She spotted her brother walking around,
still in his robe.  He walked over to his bed and laid down on his back. 
She continued watching, but he just lay there not moving.

   Thinking he must have fallen asleep, Karen went to stand up, but she saw
him move.  He reached under his robe and she could see his hand start
moving.  His hand was hidden, but Karen suspected what he was doing, so
continued to watch him.

   It was a few minutes before he opened his robe to reveal his fist
wrapped around his stiff erection.  Karen had seen it before when they were
spanked together and after when she put cream on him, but didn't really
look at it.  This time she studied it.  His small hand slid up and down his
shaft from the very base to its bulbous head.  Karen's eyes widened as she
watched her brother jerk his cock, just as the girl had said he would.

   Her brother's legs opened, giving Karen a different view.  Between his
legs she could now clearly see his ball sack.  As his hand ran up the shaft
of his cock, his balls seemed to lift and when he again slid down, his
balls lowered.  His pace was getting faster.

   "What are you doing?" Karen heard a voice and her head snapped around to
see her door hadn't closed and "he?" was standing there.  She jumped up and
he looked down where she had been sitting and noticed the hole.  He flipped
on her light.  "Go get your brother,?" he ordered.  Karen just stood there
wide eyed, almost like she was frozen in place.  He opened the door more
and stood aside.  "Go on, get him!?" he repeated.

   Karen thawed quickly and rushed out of her room to Todd's closed door.
She hesitated for a moment, then knocked softly.  "Todd, you need to come
to my room,?" she said softly.

   "Go away,?" he yelled.

   "Todd, he wants you in my room,?" she answered.

   Karen heard rustling, then a minute or two later the door opened.  He
was still in his robe.  Karen turned and slowly walked back into her room
with her brother following.  "You, stand there,?" he said to Karen as he
pointed to a spot on the floor before turning his attention to Todd.  "See
that hole in the closet?  Look through it,?" he angrily told Todd.

   Todd, not knowing what was going on, bent down, looked in the hole, then
stood back up.  "Am I in trouble?  I didn't make that hole.  I...?" he
stammered.

   "No, you're not in trouble,?" he interrupted.  "She is!  I saw her
sitting there spying on you through that hole.  My guess is she was trying
to look at you,?" he explained before turning his attention back to Karen.
"You, take off your clothes!?" he snapped.

   "Now?  Here?  In front of him?" she gasped.

   "Why not?  You didn't seemed too concerned about seeing him when you
were spying on him.  Why would you be concerned about him seeing you?  Now
take your clothes off!?" he yelled.

   Karen knew this was a battle she couldn't win.  Slowly she lifted her
tee over her head and dropped it to the floor, standing there in her shorts
and sports bra.  He made a noise letting her know his impatience.  She
hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her shorts and reluctantly push
them down and stepped out of them.  Again she paused.

   "I'm waiting!?" he grumbled.  Tears filled her eyes as she pulled her
sports bra off.  She wanted to cover her boobs, but knew he would just tell
her not too.  "Panties?" he reminded.  She hesitated, but finally reached
for her panties pushing them down and stepping out of them as well.  As she
did her hands instinctively went to her crotch.

   "Stand up straight with your hands at your sides!?" he snapped and Karen
complied.  "Face your brother.  Now turn, slowly.  You wanted to see him,
so you should have no problem letting him see you,?" he smirked.

   Tears fell as she turned, letting her brother look at her body.  Once
she finished turning, she asked, "He's seen me now.  Can I get dressed?"

   "Dressed?  You haven't been punished yet.  Face your bed, bend over, and
get ready to be spanked,?" he stated.  Karen began to cry as she did as he
asked.  "Stand behind her...  Back a little,?" he told her brother.  Karen
wanted to die.  She knew her pussy lips were bulging out between her legs,
but there was nothing she could do about it.

   "You want to spank her or do you want me to?" Karen heard him say, but
didn't hear an answer.  A hand, no doubt his, landed on her ass and, as
usual, it sent a vibration straight to her pussy.  Her pussy got wetter as
he spanked her, much to her horror, but also to her pleasure.

   "Please!  Stop!  I promise I'll never do it again!?" she pleaded, hoping
he'd stop before the inevitable happened to her again.  Soft noises began
escaping her mouth as the spanking continued and her legs began to shake.
Karen tried to overrule her body, but her body won and she climaxed.

   Waves of pleasure washed over her as her ass continued to be smacked. 
She stopped thrashing and just rode the wave of orgasm as her body floated.
Every spank seemed to lift her a little higher, more so than the previous
times.

   The spanking finally ended and he left her room without saying anything
more.  It took a while for her body to settle and for her strength to
replenish enough so she could crawl up on her bed.  Her eyes closed as her
body slowly returned to normal.

   A hand touching her ass made her jump.  "It's just me.  I'm putting some
cream on you,?" her brother softly said.

   She thought about stopping him, but didn't.  "I'm sorry I spied on you.
I wanted to see if you...  I know all boys jerk themselves and I... 
um...?" Karen stopped talking not knowing what words to use and she was far
to embarrassed to continue anyway.

   "Um...  Did you see me?" he asked softly.  Karen, who was still facing
away from him, just nodded.  "I'm sorry I did that, I won't...?" he began.



   "No, it's OK.  Everybody does it.  Even I do,?" she interrupted and
confessed.

   "You do?" he gasped.

   "Yes I do,?" she repeated.  "Are you surprised that I do it or that
girls do it?"

   "Um...  I didn't know girls could do it too.  How do they do it?" he
quizzed.  Karen thought about it, but it was just too embarrassing to
explain to him, so said nothing.  Silently he continued rubbing cream on
her still red ass.  "Um, since you already saw anyway, if you want to
watch, just ask me.  I don't want you to get spanked for spying again,?" he
whispered even though it was just the two of them in the room.

   Karen rolled over and looked at him.  "You'd let me watch?" she
questioned and he nodded.  It took a while for what he said to sink in. 
She became aware his eyes were moving and she realized she was still naked
and his eyes were going back and forth from her boobs to her pussy. 
"Oops,?" she giggled as she rolled back onto her stomach.  "I supposed we
should get to bed,?" she hinted.

   Her brother sat there for a while longer spreading cream on her, but not
saying anything.  Karen had the strange urge to roll over again and let him
look at her more, but just couldn't.  She wanted to, especially after his
offer, but it was too embarrassing.



   Chapter 5

   Karen's brother had just signed up for an after school program, so it
was just her and him home.  She had quietly walked in and had gone to her
room hoping not to disturb him, but he bellowed for her to come down to the
living room.  She had no choice but to comply.

   Not knowing what he wanted, she nervously walked into the room.  He was
sitting on the couch, so she stood in front of him.  Yes?  she questioned.

   You are fairly well behaved most of the time, but there's a lot of room
for improvement.  It seems like you are great right after you get spanked,
but then you get worse and after about a week you aren't well behaved at
all.  I think I have a solution for that.  Your brother has started an
afternoon activity that meets once a week after school.  So you don't have
to get spanked with him hearing or maybe even seeing, I'm going to spank
you on that day.  That way no one will know you're getting spanked.  How
severely you get spanked will depend on how bad your behavior has been. 
Sound like a plan?  he explained.

   You're gonna spank me every week!  Karen gasped.

   Would you rather me just spank you when you do something wrong?  It
seems it will be probably every week anyway.  Would you rather be spanked
in front of your brother?  he offered.

   No!  she blurted.

   That's what I thought.  You agree this way is better.  We may as well
get started.  Step forward, he told her.  Karen's jaw dropped and her eyes
opened wide, but nothing else moved.  He leaned forward, grabbing her pants
pulling her close to him, then yanked her pants to her feet.  Don't make
things worse by defying me!  Now step out of your pants, he commanded.

   Why are you doing this?  Karen asked as she kicked off her pants.

   A proper spanking is on your bare ass.  First you get ready, then I tell
you what you have done wrong, then you get spanked, then it is over, he
told at her.  He then reached out and snapped her panties down before she
could react.  Her hands immediately went to her crotch.  Stand up straight!
Hands at your sides!  he snapped.  Good, he told her when she had done his
bidding.  Now step out of those.

   Karen's face was red from embarrassment as she stepped out of her
panties and stood before him, her arms at her sides, and naked from the
waist down.  She turned redder when she saw his eyes focused on her bush.
The worst part was she felt her pussy begin to dampen.

   This morning you left your dishes on the table after you ate breakfast
and it was the fourth time this week you did that, he began as he started
listing her offenses.  Karen only half listened.  Her mind was on her
nakedness and she wished he would just spank her and get it over with so
she could get dressed again.

   He didn't take long to list her infractions, but to Karen it was hours.
Bend over my lap for your punishment, he finally told her.  At least her
pussy would be covered Karen rationalized as she went down on her knees and
draped her upper body over his legs.  Hands on the floor!  Boost that ass
up so I can spank it, he growled.

   Karen slid forward so she could reach the floor.  As expected, her ass
rose up, but what she didn't realize was that even though her legs were
clamped tightly together, her pussy lips bulged out and no doubt he could
see them clearly protruding between her legs.  Her face couldn't get any
redder from embarrassment, but if it was possible it would have.

   His hand slammed down, slapping her bare ass cheeks making her jump. 
The worse part, even through the sting, was the jolt she felt in her pussy.
With each slap her body would also slide forward a bit, rubbing her clit
over his leg.  His pace was steady, his spanks hard, her ass stung, but her
body was reacting.

   Karen's mind was screaming, but her body seemed to like what was
happening.  She was naked from the waist down and completely exposed to a
man who could see everything she had.  She was so embarrassed, but her body
was getting turned on by showing itself to him.  Even the soreness being
produced on her tender ass wasn't slowing her body from enjoying what was
happening.

   Stop!  Please!  I'll be good, I promise!  she pleaded as the burn on her
ass got grew and even worse fire inside her pussy started to overwhelm her.
It was like her asshole was funneling the fire from her ass and releasing
it into her pussy.  The spanking continued and with each slap the
vibrations in her pussy got stronger.  Karen tried to deny the feelings,
but her body wasn't about to be denied.  Deep down she felt her eruption
coming.

   Surrendering to the inevitable, Karen's body slowly stopped it's
thrashing.  It was coming and nothing she could do would stop in.  Her legs
began shaking; a sign of what was to come.  She couldn't help it as sounds
began escaping her mouth.  The stinging on her ass was beginning to fade
and the sensations from her pussy was starting to spread out across her
belly.

   Karen sensed her breathing getting deeper and the sounds coming out of
her became more frequent.  Her legs began to quiver.  Suddenly her ass
clenched and her body exploded.  Every slap her ass took was like a jolt
going through her body then smashing into the epicenter of her pussy.  Her
legs stiffened as her body was overwhelmed.

   Waves of pleasure washed over her.  Karen's body almost seemed to float.
The spanks didn't even seem to sting.  Her body was sliding a little on his
lap with each slap making her clit rub against his leg increasing her
sensations even more.  Finally her body stopped floating and settled back
down.

   The spanks he was giving her began to sting again and she started to
squirm once more.  A short time later her spanking ended.  Stand up, he
commanded.  Karen's legs felt weak, but she managed to get on her feet. 
Her hands went to her burning ass trying to put out the fire.  Hands at
your sides, he snapped and she complied not wanting to irritate him.

   Turn around, he told her.  She turned her back to him.  Karen knew he
was looking at her red ass.  Turn, he said again and she turned to face
him. It looks like it hurts.  Is it worth it?  he asked, but she didn't
answer.  Pick up your clothes and go up to your room.  I trust you will
behave better now?

   Yes, Karen muttered as she gathered her pants and panties and headed for
the stairs.



   Chapter 6

   It had been a few weeks since Karen's weekly spankings had started. 
Most of the time they weren't too severe, but the bad part was she always
got bare bottom spankings.  Her pants and panties were taken off.  It was
embarrassing being bottomless in front of him and she knew he got a good
view of her.  The good part, if it could be called that, is she always
seemed to climax when she was spanked.

   Karen hated that.  She was spanked and her ass would turn red from it's
beating and it really stung, but her body would respond anyway.  Usually
she was bent over with her ass in the air and her pussy lips protruding
between her legs and sometimes even they got hit.  Her ass would be set on
fire followed by her pussy getting so wet it drooled.  He had never tried
to do anything else to her, but he had to know when she had an orgasm.  Her
spanking would end shortly after.

   Karen had woken early that day.  It was "dress up day" at school and she
and all her friends were wearing dresses.  She felt like a princess.  The
day went well and she had fun.  Karen even received some compliments from
the boys in her class telling her how pretty she looked.  She was almost
walking on a cloud as she walked in her door after she and her friends had
stopped at an ice cream shop on the way home from school to treat
themselves.

   She walked in the door and headed for the stairs.  "Karen, it's that
day. Come here," he said calmly.  Her mood suddenly dropped.  She had
completely forgotten it was spanking day and she hadn't told him she was
stopping on the way home from school meaning she was to be spanked.  She
walked over and stood in front of him, staring at the floor.

   "Get ready," he commanded.  Maybe it was a good thing she had a dress on
she rationalized.  All she needed to do was take her panties off and he
could just flip her dress up to spank her.  He'd still see her, but it
wasn't like she wasn't wearing anything below the waist.  Karen reached up
under her dress, dropped her panties down stepping out of them, then
started to step forward to bend over his knee.  "Take your dress off," he
told her.

   "Huh?" she blurted.  "Can't you just lift it up to spank me?"

   "Take your dress off," he repeated.  Knowing she had no choice Karen
reached for the zipper at the back of her dress, lowered it, then lowered
her dress and stepped out of it.  "Put it on the chair," he said and she
picked up the dress and draped it over the chair behind her.  Karen now
stood in front of him wearing only a sports bra.

   He looked at her for a moment, then told her, "Bra too." Her eyes
widened as her jaw dropped.  "Do you want to take it off or do you want me
to take it off?" he offered.  Karen wasn't sure which would be worse, but,
as her face turned red, she lifted the bra off and tossed it with her other
clothes.

   Karen now stood in front of him completely naked.  Her face was bright
red from embarrassment.  Not only could he see her pussy, but he could also
see her growing breasts.  The worst part was her pussy was getting wet even
though she wanted to die.  "Turn around," he ordered.  She slowly turned
letting him see her body.  "You're becoming a very pretty girl," he
complimented.  "Oh well, let's get this over with."

   Knowing the drill Karen stepped forward and draped herself over his
knee, completely naked.  She was embarrassed, but strangely turned on being
exposed to him.  Her legs were clamped together, but she knew her pussy
lips were bulging out between her legs almost taunting him.  The worst part
was her pussy was already wet in anticipation of what was about to happen.

   His hand slammed down onto her naked ass.  The sting spread across her
ass and it seemed like the vibration of his slap went right to her clit. 
As he spanked her with slow, steady slaps the fire on her ass grew.  Her
arousal also grew and she felt that familiar burn beginning deep within her
that she knew would end in an orgasm.  Ever her nips were hardening.

   The spanking continued and her body began to react even though, as
usual, she fought the feelings.  Her back arched, pushing her ass higher
and, at the same time, her legs parted a little, not only displaying her
pussy more, but also seemingly begging to be hit.  It stung each time a
spank would pound into her, but if he happen to hit her pussy lips it also
sent a jolt throughout her body.

   Karen's hips started to involuntarily move, both pulling her ass away
from his hand and also pushing up presenting a target for him.  Her legs
opened more as her excitement grew.  She almost felt compelled to have him
look at what she had spent a lifetime protecting.

   A moan escaped her lips as her eruption began.  The hurt of getting
spanked was now giving her pleasure beyond belief.  She no longer tried to
prevent him from seeing her, but splayed her legs so he could see her pussy
even more.  She wanted him to look at her naked body.  He continued
spanking her and with every slap it felt like he was drawing her climax out
of her body.

   Karen's orgasm finally ebbed and her body began settling.  Her ass was
on fire, but she realized he had stopped spanking her.  She also realized
her legs were parted and he could no doubt see her wet pussy.  Strangely it
felt nice having him seeing her and she made no effort to close her legs.

   "We're done.  Stand up," he announced.  Karen placed her hands on his
legs to boost herself up.  It was an accident, but one of her hands pressed
against his crotch and she felt his hard cock.  Her face turned redder than
it already was from being bent over at her mistake.  She quickly stood and
pulled her hand away, but looked at where it had been and she could see the
bulge in his pants.

   "Turn around," he told her.  She turned her back to him.  "You're pretty
red.  Sore?" he asked and she nodded.  "Go get your cream and I'll rub some
on for you," he suggested.  She turned and looked at him almost in
disbelief.  He was being kind to her now.

   Karen turned and walked up the stairs still naked.  In her room she
looked into her mirror and saw her red ass.  It still stung some.  She
grabbed the cream off of her bureau and went back downstairs again.  She
held out the jar to him and he took it.  "Bend over the arm of the couch...
there," he told her pointing to a towel draped over the couch arm.

   She looked at the towel, then walked over to it and bent over the couch
arm.  She heard him rustling behind her, then his hand touched her tender
ass.  The coolness of the cream felt good.  Strangely his touch also felt
nice on her bare skin.  Something new happened.  She had climaxed just a
short time ago, but she felt her pussy getting wetter anyway.

   "Between your legs looks red as well.  If you open them I'll put some
cream there," he offered.  Karen almost gasped at his words, but they also
excited her.  She knew he had already seen all of her already, many times,
but he hadn't touched her except to spank her.  He just offered to touch
her if she opened her legs, but could she really do it?

   Slowly she parted her legs, showing him her pussy.  For a moment nothing
happened, them she felt his hand go between her now parted legs.  Her face
flushed as his fingers grazed across her pussy lips.  The cool cream felt
good, but did nothing to cool down her arousal.  The hand left, then
returned with what seemed to be more cream.

   He slowly and softly rubbed the cream on her pussy.  Karen couldn't stop
her body as her legs opened more and her back arched pushing her pussy out
like it wanted to be touched more.  Her body started to react to his
rubbing.  It almost felt like her clit was vibrating every time his hand
slid over it.  She couldn't push up in the position she was in, but her
body tried anyway.

   Again his hand left, but this time didn't return, much to her
disappointment.  "Feel better?" he asked sympathetically.  Karen's head
nodded, but she wanted him to keep rubbing.  "Good.  Now stand up, gather
your clothes, and go up to your room and get dressed," he told her.

   Karen slowly stood up and turned to face him.  She made no attempt to
hide her nakedness from him.  Her mouth opened to say something, but
nothing came out.  Instead she walked to the chair where her clothes were,
picked them up, and walked up the stairs.

   She tossed her clothes onto her bed and walked to her mirror.  Twisting
so her back was toward the mirror she could see her ass was still red.  She
then faced the mirror.  Her pussy was shiny from the wetness and her nips
were poking out from arousal.  A soft knock on the door she hadn't closed
interrupted her.

   "You forgot these," he said holding out her panties.

   Normally her instincts would force her to try and cover herself, but
this time she didn't.  Instead she walked over to him, reached out and took
her panties from him, muttered, "Thanks," and just stood there.

   He paused as she watched his eyes rove over her exposed body, again
making her pussy start to drool.  He smiled slightly, then turned from her
and headed toward the stairs.



   Chapter 7

   It had been a week since her completely naked spanking and following he
had put cream on her.  Karen had relived that moment every time she had
pleasured herself, even though it had embarrassed her at the time.  To make
matters worse, or better, she wasn't sure, she had taken a shower after
school two days ago.  As she usually did, Karen had wrapped a towel around
her and gone back to her room.  She had just closed her door when there was
a knock.

   Karen opened her door to see him standing there.  "I'm putting in a load
of towels in the washing machine.  If you're dry, give me yours and I'll
wash it too," he stated.

   At first she was shocked.  Did he know she was naked with only the towel
covering her?  Even though shocked, she could feel those tingles deep
within her.  Slowly her hand went to the towel.  She looked up at his
expressionless face.  Karen then pulled at the top of the towel, just above
her breasts, loosening it.  It fell from her body, completely exposing her
nakedness.

   Karen looked up at his eyes and could tell he was looking at her body.
She made no effort to cover herself as her hand extended, offering him the
towel.  He took it from her and her arm fell to her side.  She didn't
understand it, but her pussy was getting wet as he looked at her nude body.
"Thanks," he finally muttered and turned, walking away, leaving her
standing there.

   She just stood there in her open door completely naked for a moment
trying to understand what she was feeling.  Girls weren't supposed to let
boys see them naked and it was even worse to let a man see them naked, but
she almost wanted him to see her.  She was embarrassed, but not because he
saw her.  She was embarrassed that she let him see her.

   Karen heard her brother's door opening and quickly closed hers.  Instead
of dressing she just stood there pondering what had happened and wondering
why she had done what she did.  Some time had passed when a knock on her
door snapped her back to reality.  "Who is it?" she asked.

   "It's me.  How would you like to go for pizza tonight? ...you and your
brother," he answered.

   For some strange reason Karen opened her door even though she was still
naked.  "Come on in and close the door.  I don't want my brother to see
me," she stated as she stepped aside so he could come in.  He walked over
and sat on her bed as she closed her door again.  "I'd like that," she
muttered, but still hadn't made any attempt to cover herself.

   "You going to get dressed or go out naked?" he smiled.

   Karen giggled, but didn't answer him.  Instead she walked to her bureau,
opened her drawer, and pulled out two pairs of panties, holding them up so
he could choose.  He pointed to one and she put the other back and placed
the chosen ones on her chair.  She did the same thing with two bras,
letting him pick one and putting the other back.

   She repeated the procedure with shorts and a top.  Once he had chosen,
she turned to face him, still completely naked.  She knew he was looking at
her body.  What should have been embarrassing for her really wasn't.  It
almost felt empowering standing before him wearing nothing at all, so she
let him look for a moment.

   "Are you still a virgin?" he asked her.  The question made her blush and
she wasn't sure what she should say.  "Are you?" he repeated.  With her
face still red she nodded.  "You still have your hymen then?" he continued
and again she nodded.  "Prove it.  Show me," he told her.

   "You want to look between my legs?" she gasped.

   "Well, unless you can think of another way, yes.  Just lay down on your
bed with your legs open and pull your lips apart so I can see.  I won't
touch it, but I want to be sure," he explained.

   Karen slowly walked over to her bed, not sure what she was feeling.  He
moved, making room for her.  She crawled up onto her bed and onto her back.
He twisted around so he was facing her.  Karen hesitated.  "Go on...  Open
your legs and show me.  I've already seen you naked many times already, so
it's no big deal for me to see you is it?"

   She shook her head, unable to speak.  Karen parted her legs a little,
but couldn't move them too far apart with him sitting there.  He took the
leg closest to him and moved it so it was across his lap.  Her face turned
red as she reached down and pulled her lips apart so he could see her
blockage.

   "Good.  That wasn't so bad was it?" he smiled.  Karen pulled her hands
back up, but couldn't close her legs because of her position and said
nothing.  "Has a boy tried to feel you up yet?" he asked.

   Karen's face turned red.  A boy had felt her boobs outside her clothes
once.  They had been at a party and were kissing and he had rubbed her. 
She was afraid to admit it to him though, so shook her head.

   "Someday a boy will try to do that.  It's up to you whether you let him
or not.  If you want, you can let him go as far as you want, BUT NEVER LET
A BOY PUT HIS HANDS IN YOUR PANTS!  Again, if you want you can let him rub
you outside.  Many girls like to be rubbed like that, but make sure the boy
is special if you let him do that.  There's only two things you can't do.
You can't let a boy feel inside your pants and you can't let a boy see
what's in your pants.  The ONLY exception is me, I spank you so you have to
take your pants off for that, and your brother might see you accidentally.
You and he live in the same house and it is possible you could see him and
he could see you.  That already happened once when I had to spank you both.
No one else can see you.  Do I make my self clear?" he lectured.

   "Yes," Karen answered meekly, blushing at what he had said.

   "I'm very serious about that.  No one sees or touches except me.  If I
find out you have let someone other that me or your brother see you, you
will pay dearly.  Believe me, your spankings so far have been nothing
compared to what will happen if you disobey!" he emphasized.

   "Yes, sir" Karen answered seeing the look on his face.  She could tell
he was quite serious.

   "Good.  I will be checking you on occasion to make sure you're still a
virgin too.  Now get dressed so we can get some pizza," he smiled.

   A feeling of awkwardness came over her and she began dressing as he
watched.  Once more she was embarrassed, but not because he was watching
her.  Her pussy was getting wet.  She hoped he wouldn't notice.  Once she
was dressed he stood and left her room.  She put her shoes on and then
walked out.



   "I just saw him walk out of your room.  Did he watch you getting
dressed?" her brother asked making her jump as she didn't realize he was
there.

   "Um...  Ah...  Of course not!  I was already dressed.  He just wanted to
talk to me," Karen lied.  Todd seemed to accept the explanation and the two
went down stairs, then out for pizza.

   It was now the day she would be spanked again.  Karen intentionally
stayed outside a little longer than normal.  He had taken her out for pizza
because of her good behavior just two days ago and yesterday seemed to go
fine.  She wanted to make sure she did something to get spanked for and
coming home late seemed to be a good idea.

   Karen walked in knowing she was about a half hour late.  "Get over
here!" he bellowed.  It scared her when he yelled at her, but she knew what
to expect.  She slowly walked over and stood in front of the couch where he
was sitting and faced him.  "You're late!  You know what that means..." he
scolded.

   Her pussy was already getting wet in anticipation.  She hung her head
down as her hands went to the gym shorts she was wearing.  Karen hooked her
thumbs into the waistband and pushed her shorts and panties down.  "I
know..." she mumbled, not adding that was exactly what she wanted.

   "No, not today," he told her making her look up.  "Your brother is home.
His after school thing was canceled for today.  You can still get spanked
if you want to or we can wait, but later you will get spanked.  Your
choice. You can either take all your clothes off and get spanked now, even
though your brother might see, or you can pull up your pants and wait until
later."

   Karen's pussy was already wet.  She wanted to get spanked and had been
looking forward to it, but she didn't want her brother to see her get
spanked.  "I'll wait," she mumbled as she bent down to retrieve her shorts
and panties.



   "Go to your room.  I owe you one, so don't think you're getting off
without one," he grumbled.  Karen was disappointed as she walked up the
stairs.  She didn't really like getting spanked because it hurt, but she
loved the way her body reacted when she got spanked.



   Chapter 8

   It had been 3 days since Karen's spanking day when she didn't get
spanked because her brother was home.  She had been rubbing herself as her
mind played a scenario where she was stripped in front of either a boy or,
more often, him.  As embarrassing as that could be, it always excited her
and she climaxed easily.

   As good as it felt to make herself orgasm, It wasn't as good as when she
orgasmed when spanked.  Something seemed to happen to her when he looked at
her when she was naked.  The spanking did things to her body she didn't
understand and they were good things, even if they embarrassed her.  Just
having him see her naked seemed to excite her though.

   Karen was feeling randy.  She couldn't really parade around naked so he
could see her and she knew he wouldn't spank her with her brother home, or
at least she hoped so.  Maybe there was a way though.  She went into the
bathroom, grabbed a facecloth, and wet it down with hot water.  It was
almost too hot, but she managed to hold it on her face.  Karen repeated it
a few more times until her face looked flush and felt warm.  She then dried
her face off and went downstairs.

   He was sitting on the couch watching TV and didn't pay much attention to
her as she walked into the kitchen.  Knowing her temperature couldn't be
taken with any accuracy if she had been drinking water, she made herself a
glass of ice water and walked back into the living room drinking it.

   He looked up when she walked back into the living room.  Are you OK? 
Your face is flushed, he asked.

   Not really.  I don't feel well, she answered trying her best to sound
sick.

   Come here, he told her and she walked over to where he was sitting.  His
hand went to her forehead.  You feel warm.  I wish you had said something
before you got some ice water.  You feel like you may have a fever, but I
can't take your temperature now.

   Um...  You still can, Karen corrected.

   Not after drinking ice water I can't, he countered.

   Um...  It's kinda embarrassing, but I guess you've already seen me
anyway.  Sometimes my mother takes it in my butt, she answered, blushing
even though it was what she wanted.

   You OK doing it that way?  he questioned.  Karen lowered her eyes, but
nodded.  The thermometer is in the medicine cabinet in the bathroom, right?
he asked and she nodded.  Sit on the couch while I go get it, he told her
as he stood and walked away.

   He returned after a short time.  OK, how do I do this?  he asked as he
sat down next to her.

   You just stick it in, wait about 5 minutes, then read it, she mumbled,
embarrassed about answering.

   How far in?  he questioned.

   Karen took the thermometer from him and, slightly irritated, held the
tip between her fingers.  Hold it like this, put it all the way in, and
just hold it.

   OK, he acknowledged.  I guess you should get ready?

   Karen stood up and dropped her shorts to her feet, blushing as she did.
It was strange that she blushed because she was doing what she wanted to
do, but was blushing anyway.  She stepped out of her shorts, then pushed
her panties down stepping out of them as well.  For a moment she stood in
front of him.  He was looking at her nakedness making her pussy wet.

   Not wanting to be too obvious, she laid belly down across his lap and
stretched out on the couch.  Her face flushed as her legs parted enough for
him to see between them, but hopefully not enough that he would realize
what she was doing.  She felt her ass cheeks being parted and knew he was
looking at her asshole.  Karen felt the thermometer ease into her and then
felt his fingers, which were holding the thermometer, touch her.

   Karen could feel the thermometer inside her and, in her mind, she
visualized what he must be seeing.  Her legs were open enough that she knew
he could see the slit between her legs.  Her ass was bare so he could see
that and, with a thermometer in it, he could also see her asshole.  It
should have embarrassed her, but she liked him seeing her.

   Whatcha doing?  she heard Todd ask making her jump.

   Hold still!  I don't want the thermometer to break, he whispered to her.
I'm taking your sister's temperature, he said to Todd.

   In her butt?  Todd gasped.

   Yes in her butt.  Now unless you want to get spanked when I'm done I
suggest you go up to your room and give her some privacy!  he snapped.

   Karen heard him run up the stairs.  I'm so embarrassed, she muttered.

   Don't be.  He's gone now.  I told you before that living with a brother
you are bound to be seen by him.  You will probably see him as well, he
comforted.

   It took a few moments for her to settle after being seen by her brother,
but she did relax and her mind went back to what was being done to her. 
His free hand was on her ass cheek and he was slowly rubbing it.  Without
realizing it her legs opened more hoping the hand would slink down to her
pussy, which was begging to be rubbed.

   Karen's mind was buzzing.  She had no pants on, her legs were apart
showing off her pussy, and he had pushed something in to her ass.  Worse
was she wanted him to and loved him doing it.  She could feel her pussy
getting wetter by the minute.

   All too soon she felt him pull the thermometer from her ass and, after a
moment, announced, Well, you don't have a fever.  Why don't you go up to
your room and lay down and see if you feel better later.

   Karen stood up and faced him.  That compelling feeling to have him look
at her naked was still controlling her.  She knew her pussy was wet and he
could probably see the shininess of it.  She just stood there for a few
moments as he looked at her body.  A sudden feeling of awkwardness came
over her and she turned and headed for the stairs.

   You going to put your shorts on?  he asked.

   She giggled as she turned and walked back to her discarded clothing. 
She almost didn't bother putting on panties, but wasn't sure what he would
think if she didn't, so picked them up and stepped into them.  Her wet
pussy was begging for attention so she just picked up her shorts without
putting them on.

   Take this with you and wash it off, he told her holding out the
thermometer.

   Karen took the thermometer and headed up the stairs.  She had just
gotten to her door when she heard Todd ask, Are you OK?

   Yes, I'm fine.  I didn't get spanked or anything.  I just had my
temperature taken, she answered.

   It didn't hurt?  he questioned.

   No.  Come on in and close the door so he doesn't hear, she told her
brother.  He followed her into her room and closed the door behind him.  It
doesn't hurt at all, she repeated.

   It doesn't?  Didn't he put it in your butt?  he asked again.

   Yes he did and no, it doesn't hurt, she again repeated.  Take your pants
off and I'll show you, Karen offered.

   I don't want to, Todd shyly replied.

   I'm just going to show you what it feels like.  You saw me doing it and
I've already seen you anyway.  I promise it doesn't hurt.  Just do it. 
Pull your pants down and lay on my bed.  I'll put it in, then take it out
so you know what it feels like, she urged, but he didn't move.  You saw me,
so it's only fair you do it too, she pushed.

   Todd hesitated, then his hands went to his belt.  He unzipped his jeans
and then pushed them to his knees.  He struggled a little, but crawled up
onto her bed face down.  His underwear was still on.  I gotta pull your
underwear down, Karen warned as her hands went to the waistband and she
pulled down, exposing his ass.  He was still laying on his belly and didn't
lift at all, so they lowered some in the front, but didn't go all the way
down.

   OK, just relax.  Here goes, she muttered as her fingers parted his ass
cheeks exposing his asshole.  It was the first time she had ever seen one
closeup, except for looking at herself with a mirror, but this was
different.  Her pussy started to get wet again.  She took the thermometer,
aimed it at his puckered opening, and pushed.  It slid in easier than she
expected and in her mind she felt a thermometer going into her.

   Todd didn't move at all.  Karen stared at his asshole with the
thermometer embedded into it.  Her pussy was almost dripping.  See?  It
doesn't hurt, does it?  she asked softly.

   No.  It feels weird, he whispered, still not moving at all.

   Karen's pussy was screaming for attention.  Her body needed to orgasm.
She pulled the thermometer out of his ass.  He reached down pulling up his
underwear, then rolled onto his back.  Karen saw the unmistakable bulge of
his stiff cock barely covered by his underwear when he rolled.  You got a
boner, she muttered.

   Todd's face turned red and his hands covered his member.  Sorry, he
muttered.

   It's OK.  I know boys get boners and you're a boy, so naturally you get
them.  It's no big deal, she comforted.  His blush faded some, but his
hands remained covering him.  Can I see it?  Karen whispered.

   No!  Todd gasped.

   It's no big deal.  I just want to see it.  If you let me I'll let you
see me...  I'll even go first, she urged.  Todd seemed to think about it,
but didn't move and still hadn't said more.  If I take my underwear off,
will you do it?  she offered.

   He thought a bit longer, then nodded.  Karen suddenly got nervous.  He
had already seen her, but she didn't have a choice then.  She sort of
regretted her offer, but it was too late now.  Slowly Karen stood up and
faced him.  Her hands went to the waistband of her panties.  She knew if
she hesitated she'd chicken out, so just pushed down quickly.  Her panties
puddled at her feet.  Now you, she said as she fought off the urge to cover
herself.

   Todd stared at her pussy, still not moving, but his erection seemed to
twitch.  Karen felt somewhat awkward, but her pussy seemed to get wetter.
Your turn, she muttered again.

   She watched intently as his ass lifted slightly and he pushed down on
his underwear.  The back seemed to come down, but his cock stopped his
underwear from coming down in front until he pulled them up from his belly
and finally exposed his erection and the balls below it.

   His hard cock didn't even touch his belly as it seemed to stand off from
him rigidly.  He stayed motionless, but Karen noticed his erection twitch
occasionally.  She wanted to touch his cock, but remembered they weren't
home alone plus she was too shy to ask.  Her eyes remained glued to his
crotch anyway.

   Finally she realized the risk she was taking and reached down, pulling
up her panties.  Thanks, she smiled as he pulled his underwear back into
place.  He said nothing as he stood up and pulled his jeans back up.  He
looked at her again as she stood there with just panties on.  It seemed
like he was going to say something, but he turned and walked out her door
without saying anything.



   Chapter 9

   Karen became almost obsessed with cocks.  She would, as discretely as
possible, look at boy's crotches and try to tell if they had a boner.  Her
brother was easy for her to notice.  His pants would show like a ridge
along his zipper when he was hard, which seemed to be most of the time.

   It made her smile when she noticed a boy at school that was stiff.  She
wondered what it felt like to the boys who were hard.  Sometimes her clit
would poke out a little when she rubbed it, but it was nothing compared to
a boy's cock.  What struck her as odd was boys seemed to act the same
regardless of whether they were stiff or not.

   At home she could almost always tell when her brother was hard, but she
wasn't sure about her mother's boyfriend.  She knew he got hard sometimes.
She had even felt it when she had been spanked, but aside from those times
she couldn't really tell.  She knew how big her brother's erection was
because she had seen it, but she hadn't seen him yet.  Karen even thought
she could judge how big the boys in her class were when they got stiff
because they sort of stuck out.  He didn't seem to though, or not that she
had noticed.

   Karen wanted to see her brother's dick again too, but hadn't thought of
a way to do that.  She knew he wouldn't just drop his pants so she could
see and felt awkward offering to let him see her again if she could see
him. That seemed lame and she really didn't want to let him look at her
again.  She couldn't look at him through the hole in her closet wall either
because a patch had been put over it.  Every time she noticed he was stiff
she wanted to just reach out and feel it, but she was far to shy to do
that.

   She had walked into her home thinking about her usual subject, cocks. 
Karen headed for the stairs, but he called to her.  She walked over to him
as he sat on the couch.  "You've been pretty good this week, but you owe me
for last week.  Let's get this over with," he stated calmly.

   Karen knew immediately what he was referring to.  He had deferred
spanking her last week because her brother had been home.  It was the day
her brother came home late again.  She knew protesting would be futile. 
"Should I take off my pants?" she asked even though she knew what the
answer would be.

   He seemed irritated by her question and nodded, but didn't say anything.
Reluctantly her hands went to her jeans and she slowly undid them, then
pushed them down, stepped out of them, and picked them up placing them on
the chair behind her.  Karen looked up at him.  She almost wished he would
pull her pants and panties down.  The result was the same, but it was
easier when he did it then when she had to.  Her face turned red as she
pushed her panties down and finally placed them on top of her jeans.

   "Can I leave my top on?" she asked, hoping her bare ass, along with her
pussy, would be enough.  He said nothing, but the glare he gave her scared
her.  Her hands went to the bottom of her tee, lifting it off.  Karen
paused before reaching for her bra.  As embarrassed as she was, her pussy
was already getting wet.

   She stood up straight in front of him completely naked, but knew better
than to try and hide herself.  She had learned doing that only irritated
him more and didn't change anything except the severity of her punishment.
He scooted forward to the edge of the couch and motioned to her with his
finger.

   Karen dreaded what was going to happen, but her body betrayed her.  Her
pussy was already wet and getting wetter.  She knew what was expected and
spread across his lap.  She could almost feel his eyes staring at her naked
ass and her pussy lips poking out between her clamped legs.

   "Open your legs," he ordered.  Karen froze as she gasped.  She knew her
body was already on display for him.  He slapped her ass hard.  "Open your
legs," he repeated a little louder.  Karen's face turned red from
embarrassment as she opened her legs.  Her pussy, in its entirety, was now
completely exposed to him.

   Karen jumped when she felt him reach down between her legs.  Her pussy
lips parted around his finger as it slid along her slit.  Without realizing
it her legs parted more.  Her breath sucked in as his finger grazed her
clit.  "I told you I would be checking you," he said as his hand pulled out
from between her legs.

   She sighed as the hand left her and hoped he didn't hear her.  Suddenly
his hand slammed onto her bare ass making her jump.  It stung, but also
gave her that little jolt in her clit.  As he continued to spank her, the
fire on her ass grew.  He seemed to be spanking her harder.  Although it
stung, it also lit the fire deep within her.

   He was spreading his spanks, sometimes on one cheek, sometimes on the
other, and sometimes on her upper thighs.  They all hurt, but occasionally
a spank would land lower on her ass and hit her pussy as well.  That really
hurt, but also felt the best to her body.  Karen held her breath trying to
stop her orgasm, but it didn't work.

   Her body exploded.  Her legs jutted out and parted.  He kept spanking
her, but it had stopped stinging and seemed to be escalating her orgasm
even more.  She began gasping for breath.  Finally her climax ebbed and her
body began to settle.  She realized he had stopped spanking her.

   Hoping he was finished, Karen slowly stood up.  She could feel her nips
and knew they were hard and sticking out.  Her pussy was almost dripping.
"Go get your cream," he ordered.  Karen slowly walked towards the stairs,
no longer caring she was naked.

   Karen returned and held out the jar of cream to him, which he took.  He
then took her wrist and pulled her forward, putting her across his lap
again.  Her free hand went out as she slightly stumbled.  Karen aimed for
his hip, but missed as her hand slid from his hip and landed in his crotch.

   She was laying across his lap again, but her hand was right on his erect
cock.  She froze, not moving at all almost expecting him to push her hand
away, but he didn't.  Karen heard him take the lid off the jar then felt
him begin to spread cream over her no doubt red ass.

   The cream was soothing and she began to relax.  Her hand was still on
his stiff cock as he hadn't pushed her away.  Karen began concentrating on
his erection.  The only cock she had seen in person was her brother and she
had seen evidence of hard dicks on the boys at school, but compared to them
he was huge.  She wanted to feel around, but didn't want to push her luck
and have him move her hand away, so kept it still.

   His hand rubbing her bare ass felt good.  He started putting cream on
her upper thighs.  That familiar tingle began deep within her, which
surprised her.  She had just climaxed a short time ago and usually that
satisfied her for quite a while, but her body was responding to him.

   His hand slipped down to put cream on her inner thigh and her legs
parted for him.  Too soon his hand left, but he was just getting more cream
and started on her other thigh.  Her legs parted more giving him more room
and her breathing got deeper.  The sensations she was feeling were getting
stronger.

   Once more his hand left her.  Karen's legs opened wider waiting for his
hand to return.  It didn't take long for his hand to go between her legs
again.  This time it didn't go to her thigh though.  His palm snugged up
right on her pussy lips and he rubbed some cream on them.

   Her hips tilted, pushing her pussy up presenting herself to him.  He
didn't push his fingers into her at all, but rubbed along her lips and
bumped her clit, making her gasp.  Her legs were opened as wide as the
couch would allow.  Her hand was still on his pants and, under, his stiff
cock teased her.

   Karen could feel her eruption boiling to the surface.  She gasped as her
body finally erupted for the second time.  Her back arched, pushing her
pussy into his hand.  When her orgasm hit it seemed like all her muscles
contracted, including her hands.  She squeezed his stiff cock, trying to
wrap her fingers around it.  That wasn't possible as she couldn't get under
his cock, but she was able to feel it well.

   Her orgasm began to fade and her body started to relax again.  Her ass
settled back down and his hand pulled from between her legs.  She didn't
close her legs though, but left them apart letting him see her pussy.  Her
hand was still squeezing his cock, but she began to feel awkward, so
released her grip and moved her hand.

   He let her lay there for a while before helping her stand up again. 
Karen just stood there for a while, completely naked and exposed to him,
letting him look at her body.  "Go clean up," he suggested softly.  She
just looked at his crotch a moment longer, then turned and walked up the
stairs.

   Karen walked into her room and flopped face down on her bed.  Her mind
was spinning because of the events that had taken place.  "You forgot
these," she heard him say and she watched him place her clothes on a chair.
Karen rolled over onto her back so she could face him.  "A shower might be
in order," he told her.

   Karen stood up, still not trying to hide her body from him.  "Yeah," she
muttered as she walked past him and into the bathroom.



   Chapter 10

   Over the next few weeks Karen was spanked as usual.  Sometimes she was
completely naked, but other times she only was naked from the waist down.
As always she climaxed every time he spanked her, but he hadn't rubbed her
pussy after like he had that one time.  Karen wasn't sure how she felt
about that.  It had been embarrassing when he did that, but her body loved
it at the same time.  She had relived the experience many times while
pleasuring herself.

   Today was going to be special.  One of her friends, Eve, was having a
birthday party.  She'd been to parties before, but this one was going to be
a little different.  Her friend was having sort of a dinner party.  Eve
really didn't want that kind of party, but her mother thought it might be
fun.  She had protested, but lost the battle.  A dinner party meant
dressing up, ties for the boys and dresses for the girls.

   Karen was dropped off for the party and he said he would pick her up at
9:30 and cautioned her to be ready.  He was going to leave her brother home
for the short time it would take.  Karen promised to be ready, then left
the car and walked to the door.

   "I'm so glad you came," Eve grinned.  "My mother let me invite 16 people
thinking some wouldn't be able to come.  I thought maybe one or two
wouldn't come, but six declined.  She had me invite my cousins so there's
twelve of us.  You remember Josh, right?  Him and his sister are here.  He
didn't want to come either, but I told him you'd be here, so..." she
giggled.

   "Really?  He came because I'd be here?" Karen blushed.  She knew who
Josh was and had met him a few times.  He was two years older than she was,
but she had always thought he felt she was too young for him even though
she thought he was nice.

   "Yes.  I think he kinda likes you too, so I seated the two of you next
to each other at the table.  The dinner will probably be lame, but after we
can go downstairs and dance and stuff," Eve answered.

   Their conversation ended as more people arrived.  As Eve became busy
greeting her guests, Josh appeared next to Karen keeping her company, much
to her delight.  During the meal, which was served in courses, he held her
hand under the table occasionally.  Other times he rested his hand on her
leg.

   "That dress looks nice on you," Josh complimented, making Karen blush
slightly.  She smiled at him.  "It shows off your boobs nice," he whispered
in her ear, making her blush even more.

   "Thanks.  I'm glad you like it," she whispered back.  What she almost
said was "I'm glad you like my boobs," but that was obviously not
appropriate, even though that's how she felt.

   With the meal finished, all made their way down into the finished
basement.  The larger room was set up like a dance hall and music was
playing.  Josh asked Karen to dance and she of course accepted.  The songs
were mostly slow and Josh's hands went around her waist, hers around his
neck.

   As the evening went on, Josh's hands migrated from her waist to her ass
until his hands were firmly grasping her lower ass cheeks.  At first she
was a bit unsure, but Eve turned out most of the lights, darkening the
room, so it made Karen feel more comfortable.  It also excited her to have
a boy's hands feeling her body.  As they danced he pulled her closer to
him.

   A smile came over her face when, being pulled closer to him, she felt
his erection press into her stomach.  Her body was making him hard, which
thrilled her.  Her boobs mashed into his chest as well.  His hands slowly
began to rub her ass over her dress, exciting her even more.

   Karen was a bit disappointed when he asked, "Wanna take a break from
dancing?"

   She was enjoying the feel of his body against hers and wanted to say no,
but muttered, "OK" instead.  He took her hand and led her to the edge of
the room where there were a few chairs set up.  He didn't sit though. 
Instead he led her through an open doorway and into a TV room.

   There was only one lamp lit up in the room, just enough to see where
they were going, but not enough to light up the room really.  Karen noticed
another couple already in the room, sitting on a couch and kissing.  Josh
led her to the other side of the room to an overstuffed chair.

   He sat down and pulled her gently down onto his lap.  Almost immediately
he started kissing her.  Karen hadn't expected that, but had no objections,
so kissed him back.  His hand began to move.  It had been on her stomach,
but was moving up.  She glanced over at the other couple, knowing what Josh
was attempting to do.

   The other couple, on the couch, were almost laying down, him on top of
her.  His hand was obviously on her chest rubbing her boob.  Josh's hand
was roving over her boob.  She was a bit unsure, but the other girl was
getting felt up, so Karen didn't stop him.  They were still kissing and
Karen could feel his stiff cock against her hip.

   Josh's hand was going from one boob to the other, rubbing maybe a bit
too rough, but it made Karen feel good.  She wanted to reach down and feel
his cock with her hand, but was a little too shy to try.  His hand seemed
to be stumbling as he moved across her chest, but she didn't pay much
attention.

   Suddenly she felt his hand touch the skin on her chest.  He had undone
some of the buttons on the front of her dress and his hand was on her
sports bra.  She was going to protest, but noticed the other girl in the
room had her blouse completely unbuttoned and her bra was the only thing
covering her boobs.  Although a little uneasy, Karen let him continue while
wondering what she would do if he tried to lift her bra.

   "Karen, your ride is here," Eve's mother called down from upstairs.

   "I gotta go!" Karen gasped as she jumped up and ran upstairs to the
door. "Thanks for inviting me," she said to Eve as she walked out the door
to his car waiting for her.

   "Sorry!  There wasn't a clock in the room we were in," Karen blurted as
she opened the car door and climbed in.  He just looked at her, then drove
off.

   "Did you get felt up?" he asked after a minute.

   "No," Karen lied.

   "Then why are the two buttons on your dress right at your breasts
undone?" he questioned.

   Karen looked down blushing, then immediately re-buttoned them.  "OK... I
did get felt up, but you said I could if I wanted."

   He nodded, then ordered, "Pull your panties down."

   "Why?" she gasped.

   "So I can check you," he calmly answered.

   "Here?  On a public street?  I can't," she protested.

   "OK, if you want to wait until we get home.  Todd is still up, but he
probably won't mind seeing me check you.  He might learn something," he
stated.

   "I didn't do anything like that.  You don't need to check," Karen
pleaded.

   "You told me you didn't get felt up too.  You have two choices.  Pull
your panties down here, while we are on the way home, or wait until we get
home and have Todd watch you get checked," he countered.

   Karen knew arguing was futile.  "Can you just reach under my dress to
check?  I'd rather not have to pull my dress up and have someone see me,"
she asked and he nodded.  "OK," she relented and reached under her dress,
lifted her ass, and pulled her panties down to her thighs.

   "You need to push them down lower so you can open your legs.  Just push
them down to your ankles, unless you want to just take them off," he
commented.  Karen nervously looked around, then did as he asked.  They
reached a stop sign on the road and his hand went under the edge of her
dress, then to her pussy.  She felt his finger push in between her pussy
lips, then pull away.  "You liked getting felt up?" he asked.

   "Yeah...  kinda," she mumbled as she pulled her panties back up.

   "I thought so.  You're still wet," he commented.  "By the way, you're
owed a spanking."

   "Why?  You said I could get felt up.  Why are you going to spank me
because I did?" she protested.

   "I'm not going to spank you for getting felt up.  I'm going to spank you
for lying about it!" he snapped.



   Chapter 11

   That special day during the week had arrived and Karen wondered what it
would bring.  She hadn't been yelled at all week.  Maybe she wouldn't get
spanked this week?  Karen quietly walked in.  "Well you were close, but you
still owe me for lying to me.  Let's get this over with.  Go to your room
and get ready.  I'll be up shortly," he calmly stated.

   She had almost forgotten he had told her she would be spanked for that.
Karen meekly climbed the stairs and walked into her room.  Although she
would normally close her door it seemed pointless to do so.  Her door was
for privacy, but he was going to see her anyway.  She dropped her books
onto her desk and looked at herself in the mirror.

   Karen kicked off her shoes and dropped her shorts.  She knew he would be
there shortly to spank her and, as embarrassed as she would be, to look at
her nakedness.  Her panties puddled onto her shorts at her feet.  She
looked at the girl in her mirror.  She had a triangle of hair at her pussy
signifying she was growing up.  Karen liked having hair, but was unsure if
she wanted to keep it.  A lot of her friends shaved theirs off, especially
the older girls.  They said having hair showed she wasn't grown up; only
young girls had hair.

   She didn't understand why, but she lifted her top off, exposing her bra.
That too she lifted off and looked at the naked girl in her mirror.  Karen
hated the fact she liked him seeing her completely naked.  Girls weren't
supposed to like getting naked and having men look at them, but it excited
her.  Just standing there, knowing he was going to see her, was making her
pussy wet already.

   Karen stared at herself.  Maybe she was being too obvious.  He told her
to get ready to get spanked.  That meant she had to take her pants off, but
he hadn't told her to take all her clothes off.  She turned slightly to
pick up her bra and noticed him standing in her doorway watching her and
she knew it was too late to partially dress now.

   He walked over and sat on her bed.  This was the part she perhaps hated
the most.  She had to stand in front of him with her hands at her sides,
completely exposed to him, and he would lecture her about what she had done
wrong.  Wasn't it bad enough she was going to get spanked? ...bad enough
she had to take her pants off in front of him?  Did he have to make her
stand there so he could look at her naked body?

   Karen only half listened to him as he began lecturing her.  Her head was
down not wanting him to see her face.  "Look at me when I talk to you!" he
snapped.  She looked up and he began talking to her again.  "Do you like
having no pants on in front of me?" he asked.

   Had he noticed her wet pussy?  Could he somehow tell she liked him
seeing her naked?  "No!" she denied.

   "Do you like me spanking you?" he challenged.

   "No," she mumbled.  She didn't like getting spanked.  Her face flushed
as she also thought of the results of her getting spanked.  Not the hurt,
but the part her body liked and she hated her body liking it.

   "If you behaved and stopped doing things wrong I wouldn't have to spank
you.  At least you only did one thing wrong this week â ,¬ -œ lying to me,
but that is a very serious offense.  Lay down on your bed and pay the price
for that," he ordered as he stood up.

   Karen meekly walked over to her bed, climbed on it, and lay face down
with her head turned away from him.  Her bare ass was now exposed to him
and she waited for his hand to start abusing her tender skin.  As much as
she dreaded what was going to happen, her pussy was getting wetter.

   "Roll over...  on your back," he ordered.  Puzzled, she did as he told
her too.  "Pull your knees to your chest," he commanded.  Her eyes widened.
What was he going to do to her?  "Do it!" he snapped.  Afraid not to do as
he told her, Karen lifted her legs and brought her knees to her chest.  Her
face turned bright red, not just because of her position, but the fact her
pussy was protruding between her legs and, even though her legs were tight
together, there was no way to cover her now completely exposed pussy.

   His forearm went to the back of her knees pinning her in the position
she was in.  Shortly after his other hand slapped her upturned ass making
her jump as that unwelcome vibration went to her clit.  His spanks didn't
seem as hard as usual, but still produced the burn stinging her tender ass.

   Karen's eyes widened as a spank connected with her exposed pussy lips.
The sting was intense, but so was the pleasure.  She began protesting and
squirming in an attempt to make him stop spanking her, even though she knew
that wouldn't happen.  The burn on her ass seemed to be migrating toward
her pussy and was only intensified by the burn on her pussy lips.

   While squirming her legs seemed to open a bit and when his spank landed
on her pussy lips, it also hit her clit, sending a powerful jolt throughout
her body.  The intensity was almost more than she could bear and her legs
tried to push up, but his forearm stopped her movement.  When the next
spank hit her clit her body exploded.  She pushed her legs against his
strong forearm and, at the same time, her knees went to her shoulders,
opening her pussy even more.

   Her chest heaved as she tried to pull more air into her lungs.  Her body
involuntarily thrashed as her orgasm took control of her body.  Waves of
pleasure washed over her blocking out everything else.  She hadn't realized
before how intense an orgasm could be.  Karen almost passed out before her
climax finally ebbed and her body started to settle.

   Karen's body seemed to go limp as she recovered.  She realized he had
stopped spanking her, but was still holding her legs.  He slowly lowered
them though and when he released them they seemed to just flop to the side
leaving her pussy gaping between them.  She didn't have the energy to move
though nor did she have the desire.  Why try to hide her body at this
point?

   He stood up, walked to her bureau, then sat back down on the bed. 
"Lift," he said softly as he showed her the jar of cream.  The burn was
already beginning to return to her freshly spanked ass, so she did as he
asked.  It was an effort, but she lifted her legs enough to get her hands
behind her knees, then pulled, parting her legs as she did.

   He unscrewed the lid, dipped his fingers in, then started to rub the
cream on her red ass, putting out the fire.  "More," he muttered as he
pushed on her hand behind her knees.  Somehow she managed to pull her legs
up a bit more.  The cool cream felt good on her burning skin.

   A slippery finger slid along her ass crack and across her exposed
asshole.  As disturbing as that was, it felt good too, so she made no
protest.  It was a new sensation to her.  Like every young girl, she had
tried putting a pen into her ass.  It felt strange, but also felt good to
have something inside her.  He had also taken her temperature there and as
embarrassing as it was, she liked it.

   Karen's eyes closed as she savored the feelings he was producing as he
rubbed her asshole.  What he was doing didn't enter her mind, only how it
felt.  The finger left, but returned quickly and it felt a little more
slippery.  She felt pressure, then felt the tip of his finger go into her.
Her eyes opened.  His finger was definitely inside her, but wasn't too
deep.

   A slight smile formed on her face as his finger seemed to push into her,
back out some, then push back in.  Karen wasn't sure how she felt about
that.  It didn't feel bad, but it wasn't an "object" inside her, it was
him. Before she could react or even form an opinion, his finger pulled out
of her.

   He dipped into the jar of cream again and his hand went to her red
pussy. His palm slid up her slit brushing her engorged clit as it passed
over, making her breath suck in.  As he began rubbing her pussy, Karen
released her legs and let them flop open giving him ample access to her. 
He shifted positions and turned his hand, but continued to rub.

   A second orgasm was quickly approaching.  Her clit felt like it was
vibrating as his hand lightly skinned over it as it poked out between her
pussy lips.  With her strength renewed, Karen dug her heels into the
mattress, tilted her hips, and pushed her pussy up pressing into his hand.
She gasped as her climax hit.

   Karen's hips began pumping, mashing her pussy against his palm.  Her
legs were wide, displaying her pussy.  Karen's eyes were closed as soft
groans escaped her lips and her orgasm overwhelmed her body.  "No more!"
she gasped.

   His hand left her and she slowly recovered, even though exhausted.  She
didn't have the strength yet to move even though her legs were still
splayed.  He stood up, looked at her, and softly said, "Go get cleaned up;
maybe a bath."



   Chapter 12

   Karen's strength slowly returned.  As it did she stood and walked over
to her mirror.  She twisted so she could see her ass, which was still pink.
That was expected since she was just spanked, but it wasn't as red as it
usually was.  He didn't seem to spank her as hard as he usually did.

   She turned to face the mirror again and bowed her legs.  Her pussy
seemed redder than usual and more puffy.  Her clit was still slightly
poking out from where it normally hid.  Things seemed to have changed; she
seemed to have changed.  The changes she could see were easily explained,
but she also felt different.

   Karen straightened up again looking at her body.  To her, the triangle
of hair between her legs stood out the most.  Maybe it was time.  Her
friends at school had been pressuring her about it and she wanted to look
different to match how she felt.  Karen rummaged around her room looking
for some scissors.  She knew the hair was too long to just shave it, so it
had to be trimmed down first.

   The only scissors she could find was a small pair.  She walked into the
bathroom, closed the door, sat down on the toilet, and opened her legs. 
What she thought would be an easy and quick job turned out to be far more
time consuming.  With the small scissors and being a little nervous trying
to be careful not to cut her skin, it seemed to take forever to trim her
pussy.

   She would cut a patch of hair, then have to re-cut what seemed to be the
same hair a few more times.  After almost an hour she had the hair above
her pussy almost all trimmed, but was still working on the hair near her
pussy lips, which was proving to be very difficult to see without a hand
mirror.

   With frustration setting in Karen decided to take a bath, then continue
later.  She drew her bath and stepped in.  Her pussy, with the scissor cut
hair, looked worse than when she had started.  How much longer would this
take?  She eased back in the tub trying to relax.

   A knock on the bathroom door surprised her.  "Karen, I really need to
use the bathroom.  You can close the shower door for privacy.  I'll come
in, do my thing, then leave," he said through the closed door.

   Karen thought for a moment.  The shower door was a three section door
that, when open, usually was slid back between the tub and the toilet,
which was next to the back of the tub.  By closing the frosted door, he
wouldn't be able to see her body.  He had seen her naked many times though.
It also meant she wouldn't be able to see him, which hadn't happened yet.

   She pushed the shower door to the other end of the tub giving her an
unobstructed view of the toilet as she leaned back against the back of the
tub.  He would have a clear view of her body, but, more importantly, if he
left the shower door open as it was, she would have a clear view of his
cock.  "Come in," she called to him nervously.

   The door opened and he walked in, then paused looking at the open shower
door.  Karen wasn't sure what he was going to do.  He had told her to close
the shower door and she didn't, so she might risk getting spanked for it.
She hadn't thought of that before.

   He walked to the toilet and again paused, looking down at her naked
body. Karen began to regret her actions when nothing happened.  Finally his
hand went to his zipper and he lowered it.  He continued watching her, but
her focus moved to his crotch as his hand went into his pants.

   He fumbled in his pants a bit, then his hand pulled out of them
dragging, in Karen's mind, a huge cock.  She had already felt it in his
pants and knew he was big, but seeing him before her eyes was far more
impressive than just feeling him.  He wasn't even hard and he still looked
gigantic.

   She watched intently as he peed, then shook the last drop off making her
smile.  His member seemed to hypnotize her and she couldn't pull her eyes
away from it.  She studied it like a book, taking in every detail.  Karen
suddenly came to the realization he had stopped peeing, moved his hand
away, and was just standing there letting her look.  Her gaze rose up to
his face.  He was watching her look at his cock.  She giggled nervously and
her face turned red.

   He reached down, stuffed his cock back into his pants, and zipped again.
Karen watched his eyes as he looked at her body again and noticed him stop
at her crotch.  It embarrassed her as it usually did, but she made no
attempt to hide.  She had just been staring at his cock.

   "You decided to get rid of your hair?" he asked and she nodded.  "Looks
like you might need some help?  If you like I'll help you," he stated. 
Karen's face turned red, but she again nodded.  "OK.  I'll get the stuff
and meet you in your room.  Dry off then meet me there," he told her, then
turned and left the bathroom.

   Karen wrapped the towel around her and walked from the bathroom into her
room.  He was already there waiting for her.  "Spread the towel on your bed
so we don't get hair on it then lay on the bed so your legs hang over the
side," he suggested.

   It took some adjusting, but Karen got into the position he wanted.  She
was crosswise on her bed with her legs hanging over the side.  "Now comes
what may be the embarrassing part.  You need to bend your knees and open
your legs so they are flat on the bed on either side of you.  You will be
wide open, but that way I have plenty of room and you won't get cut or
anything," he explained.

   She did as he asked and blushed as she looked down and saw her pussy so
exposed to him, but what he said made sense.  The last thing she wanted was
to get cut there.  Karen stared at the ceiling hoping that not seeing
herself so exposed might be easier.  "I need to trim you a bit more before
I shave you.  I'm going to use a mustache trimmer for that," he told her.

   Karen heard the buzz of the trimmer, then he began.  A smile formed on
her face as the trimmer began vibrating her pussy.  The sensations overrode
her embarrassment and she looked down to watch him.  As he trimmed his
fingers pulled the skin around her pussy tight turning her on even more.

   All too soon he set the trimmer aside.  Had he continued only a short
time longer she might have climaxed.  "Make sure you stay still," he
muttered as he squirt some shaving cream into his hand, then with the other
hand began spreading it on the stubble around her pussy.

   Karen watched in fear and fascination as he brought a razor to her pussy
and began to shave her.  His fingers roamed over her most intimate area
pushing and prodding, stretching her skin as he shaved.  She had to
concentrate to stop herself from squirming and mentally fight off her
orgasm.

   When he finished shaving her, he reached down and picked up a washcloth
out of a pan Karen hadn't noticed before.  He gently washed the residue of
shaving cream from her pussy, naturally rubbing her pussy as he did. 
Karen's body began to react and she started to squirm.  The warm, wet
washcloth felt amazing to her.

   He draped the wet cloth over her pussy and asked, "Where's your cream?"
She pointed to her bureau.  He stood, got the cream, uncovered her pussy,
and began rubbing her newly bald pussy with the cream, making her squirm
even more.

   "Whatcha doing?" Todd asked.  Neither had heard him come in and he was
standing at her open door.

   Karen gasped and snapped her legs closed.  "Your sister decided to go
bald.  What do you think?  Come on in.  Show him, Karen," he answered. 
Karen's eyes widened as she froze in place.  "Go on...  Stand up so he can
see," he encouraged.  Her face turned bright red, but she knew better that
to argue with him.  Slowly she stood up and faced her brother.  "So... 
What do you think?" he asked.

   "You shaved off all your hair!" he commented, making Karen blush even
more.  "You look different.  I guess I like it," Todd smiled.  "What was it
like to get shaved?"

   "Pull your pants down, Todd," he ordered.  Todd's jaw dropped and his
eyes opened wide.  "You can't be shy.  Your sister is naked and she's seen
you before anyway.  Now do as you were told," he repeated slightly
irritated.

   Slowly Todd undid his belt and lowered his jeans.  "Underpants too," he
was told.  Todd's face turned red, but he, like Karen, knew better than to
argue.  His underwear lowered to his thighs.  "Move closer," he was told
and he complied.  "You have some hair.  Take your pants off and lay down
like Karen was.  Karen, get him in position.  I'll be right back."

   He picked up the pan of water, washcloth, and razor and left the room.
"You better do as he said.  I wish I could do something," Karen warned. 
Todd nodded, then dropped his jeans and underwear to his feet and stepped
out of them.  "Lay on your back on the bed, then open your legs and bend
your knees so your legs are flat.  I know how embarrassing it is.  I had to
do it too," Karen comforted.

   "Good," he complimented.  "Karen, rub him so he gets hard and his balls
relax." It was now Karen's turn to drop her jaw.  "Do it.  You don't have
to jerk him off, just get him hard and get his balls relaxed so they can be
shaved.  The more relaxed his balls are the less of a chance of him getting
cut."

   Karen looked at her brother, now laying down with his legs splayed like
she had been.  "Sorry," she mouthed as her hand went to his crotch.  He
smiled slightly.  She had never touched a naked boy like this and had no
idea what to do, but no way was she going to ask either.  She knew how to
touch herself, so thought maybe she could do it the same way.

   With her fingers together and extended, she palmed his limp cock and
began sliding her hand back and forth from his cock to his ball sack hoping
she was doing it right.  Karen rubbed slowly and tried to not push down too
hard.  She couldn't help but smile when she felt his cock begin to grow. 
It wasn't long before his erection was pressing against her palm.

   "You're a natural," he grinned.  "Now move his cock to the side so I can
shave him.  I'll do one side, then the other," he told her.  Gingerly she
pushed against his cock, moving it slightly.  "He won't break.  Move him,"
he said as he pushed her hand to the side as it held his cock.  He spread
some shaving cream, then shaved, then had her move his cock to the other
side and he repeated his actions.

   He then moved to Todd's ball sack, applying shaving cream, then shaving
while stretching out the skin.  Todd just stared at the ceiling throughout
the entire procedure, but Karen was fascinated.  For the first time in her
life she was actually touching a boy, but she was also able to actually
study his boy parts.

   "Finished," he announced.  He then took the washcloth and held it out to
Karen.  "Clean him off and make sure you wash off all the shaving cream."
Karen took the cloth and began washing him off.  She carefully moved him
around making sure to wash all the shaving cream off fearing something
would happen if she missed any.

   "That's good.  Now put some cream on him.  Make sure you put plenty on
his cock and balls.  The skin there is sensitive and we don't want any
irritation," he ordered.  She took the jar and dipped her fingers in, then
began doing as he suggested.  He gathered up the shaving stuff, then left
the two alone.

   "You OK?" she asked as he left the room.  Todd nodded.  "The cream
helped me.  Is it helping you?" she asked and again he nodded.  His cock
was rock hard and almost seemed to be quivering.  She put more cream on,
not only out of concern for her brother, but also fascination of his boy
parts.  He was smiling at her when she asked, "More?" He once more nodded.

   Karen dipped her fingers into the jar of cream and this time rubbed some
directly on his cock.  She was surprised that it actually felt hot. 
Thinking that was from irritation, she put more cream on it.  "Am I doing
OK?" she questioned.

   "Yesss," he hissed, then suddenly his cock erupted.

   "What happened?  Are you OK?" Karen gasped.

   He nodded as his cock erupted a few more times.  "You made me cum," he
grinned.

   "Sorry," she apologized, thinking she had done something wrong.

   "It's OK.  I liked it," he smiled.