CATHY by ALLENE
CATHY 1
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I thought we were a pretty average family. My Daddy made enough money to keep us
well fed and have a nice house in the country. It was real nice to be able to go
out in the woods to explore. The problem was I could not do it alone since I was
the baby in the family and my older brothers could not be bothered to play with
a girl. They told my parents they played rough games and I might get hurt or
lost.
Daddy agreed and told me I should never get out of sight of the house and that
he didn't want me to grow up as a tomboy. I minded him because he was a great
believer in spanking anyone who did not obey him.
It wasn't unfair though. He spanked everybody, my brothers and even Mom. To tell
the truth I did not really mind the spankings. Oh sure it hurt but when it was
over we were hugged and told we were forgiven which seemed a lot better than
being yelled at like my Mom did and being mad for a long time.
Mom was spanked differently than us. We were either taken over his knees or bent
over the armrest of the couch where the boys pants were pulled down to be
spanked on their shorts or my skirt raised to be spanked on my panties. With Mom
she was bent over a bannister to keep people from falling into the basement
stairs. That looked scary. She was looking straight down about eight feet to the
basement entrance. He would tie her ankles to the iron posts holding the wood
railing at the top so she couldn't fall but it was still scary. We were always
spanked just before bedtime so we could go to bed after and think about what we
had done and resolve not to do it again. The other thing different with her is
that Daddy would use a willow switch that must have hurt worse than his hand
from her squeals and tears. He told us that when we were tall enough we would be
spanked the same way. The boys and I would often walk over to the bannister
relieved it was still higher than our belly buttons.
The boys were tall enough first and they confirmed it was a lot worse than the
hand spankings.
At about ten I began growing like a weed. I swear the handrail got lower every
week and I became very careful not to do anything wrong. By the time I was
eleven I had not only grown tall enough but also other things happened. The
little lumps of my breasts began to grow and hair began growing on my crotch.
Mitch was 13 by then and Robbie was twelve and things must have happened to them
too because I would see them rubbing their crotches once in a while and looking
at me differently. They would stare at my growing boobs and I was releved when
Mom found some jumpsuits on sale for me. The bib hid my boobs so well the boys
stopped looking at me and began looking at Mom especially when she wore tight
t-shirts or shorts. Mom had a great body and I was glad because I was sure I
would look like her someday.
Then something happened that changed everything about being spanked. Dad and Mom
came home one night after going to dinner with his boss.
Dad was really mad. He came through the door pulling on Mom's arm yelling,
"Jesus! How could you be so damn clumsy. Spilling that red wine in my boss's lap
is unforgiveable. I am going to have to buy him a new suit! You are in for a
hell of a spanking!"
Mom was already whimpering as she said, "I'm sorry! I am not used to wine I got
a little tipsy."
Dad said angrily, "That is no excuse! Now get over to the railing and get your
skirt up."
Mom was wearing a tight cocktail dress with a skirt that came down almost to her
ankles. She went to the railing but it was too tight and she could only get it
up to mid-thigh.
She whined, "It is too tight. Can't you just spank me on top of it?"
"Bullshit. You know you won't feel the switch on top of clothes. Take it off."
The boys and I suddenly got real interested as she whined, "Please Honey. Not in
front of the kids. You know I am wearing The pantie and bra set you bought me. I
will be almost naked!"
Dad just said, "Stalling is just going to make it worse for you!"
She whimpered and then reached behind her to unzip the back down to her butt
and let the shoulder straps slide off her arms to pull down the dress wrigggling
a little as she worked it over her hips.
I looked at the boys and they were staring at her boobs in a tiny strapless bra
that barely covered her nipples then continued to stare as her tiny panities
came into view. We had only seeen her in her big panties that covered her as
much as a cheerleaders tights. These were so small you could see a little pubic
hair peeking around the edges.
When she turned around crying to press against the bannister we saw the panties
had no bottom! Just a thin strap that only covered her butt crack.
I looked at the boys and they were staring excitedly and rubbing their crotches
while Dad tied her ankles to the posts with scarves. Since she was so tall he
pulled her legs apart so the bannister was pressing on her lower tummy. When she
bent over letting her hands slide down the post to hold on for dear life her
crotch was pooching out behind her.
The boys jumped up to get a better look but I sat there terrified that what was
happening to her could happen to me.
He began spanking her and I saw for the first time what that little swiitch
could do. Each spank left a red line that made her jump and squeal. He made more
and more red lines until they were running together to make her whole butt red
while she squealed and cried and struggled.
Dad said, "Last one Honey!"
He brought the switch across the juncture of her thighs and bottom and I am sure
it hit her pussy because she made an agonized scream and stood up.
That is when I found out why the boys had moved to the top of the stairs. Her
boobs had fallen completely out of the tiny bra and now it was just holding them
up totally exposed.
The boys ran to their rooms while Dad untied her to give her a big hug and kiss.
He picked her up and carried her to their bedroom. To my surprise she was
smiling even though tears were still rolling down her cheeks.
In the morning she made our breakfast and was bouncing around in her terrycloth
robe smiling and serving us oatmeal as if nothing had happened. When Mitch asked
where dad was she just grinned and said, "He is sleeping in. He had a big
night."
I noticed that every now and then she would caress her butt so I asked, "Is your
bottom real sore Mom?"
She just grinned and said, "No it is just tingling. Thank God he doesn't use a
paddle anymore. That makes you sore for days."
Her yelps when the switch hit still scared me though and I tried to be real
good.
A few nights later Dad insisted on watching this dumb baseball game on TV. It
bored me so I decided to do some watercolors. My little desk had no room on it
so I took all my stuff and went into Dad,s office to use his big desk. I pushed
his papers to one side and began making a landscape with a lot of blue sky and
grass and trees.
I didn't hear Dad come in. He said loudly, "What are you doing in here?"
He scared me and I spilled the waterglass I was using to rinse the brushes all
over his papers.
He came unglued,he yelled, "You have ruined the report I have to turn in
tomorrow." I tried to calm him down whining it would only take a few minutes
with his laser printer to do them over but he just said red-faced, "Come with
me. It has been too long since you were spanked. You have forgotten to be
careful."
He dragged me crying to the bannister and I hated the happy excited looks of my
brothers. I realized I was wearing the jumpsuit and he couldn't just raise my
skirt just before he said, "Get that jumpsuit off while I get the switch."
I couldn't stand the leering looks of my brothers so I turned my back to them
while I took it off and leaned against the bannister.
Mitch said, "Wow her butt is bigger than it was the last time she was spanked."
I blushed as Mom said, "Yes she is turning into a woman. That is one of the
things that happens.
Robbie made me blush even more when he said, "I know another thing. Her boobies
are a lot bigger."
Mom said, "Shame on you Robbie. You are embarrassing her."
Mitch didn't help when he said, "Yeah. Pretty soon she is going to look as good
as you, Mom."
"Well thank you Mitch but you are too young to think about such things."
Dad came back with the scarves and the switch. He did not have to pull my legs
as far apart as Mom's to let my tummy settle on the bannister but when I bent
over they were far apart enough for me to see the boys looking excited so I
closed my eyes.
I gripped the post as hard as I could and then there was a "whir!" sound and
then a terrific sting over both my buns. His hands had spread the sting but the
switch concentrated it to make it seem much worse. I began yelping and
struggling as Mom had while sting after sting fell until I was sure my poor butt
would bleed but then I found as thin as my ctoon panties were they did help when
I felt a much worse sting on the back of my thighs that made me jump and scream.
It seemed to go on forever and now the stings were joined by a burning sensation
then he stopped. I opened my eyes whle he untied the scarves and saw the boys
staring. I looked down and saw my T-shirt had slipped down over my boobs and was
bunched around my neck. I let go with one hand to pull it back up to my waist
but I knew it was too late.
He turned me around to give me a kiss and hug which I would have normally
enjoyed but I was so embarrassed I just wanted to escape to my room. I grabbed
my jump sut and ran cryng to my room.
When I got there eased my pantes down makng sure they would not drag on my
burnng butt and looked at it in the mirror. It was obvious why this spanking had
hurt so much more. The hand spanking had just turned it a solid red but now
there were dark red welts with a lighter red between them. The stinging and heat
was not going away as soon as the hand spankings either. I went to bed and
covered up trying to caress away the stings but it just wasn't working.
Suddenly Mitch and Robbie came into my room. Mitch said, "Wow! That was some
spanking. How are your buns?"
"They hurt awful and it wasn't fair! It will only take Dad a few minutes to do
the reports over."
"Yeah we know and we feel sorry for you. I brought you some sunburn lotion. It
really helps."
"Okay. Give it to me I am still stinging!"
"Naw. It is too hard for you to put it on yourself. We will do it for you."
"No! I am naked under these covers. I would be too embarrassed."
"Oh come on. All we will see is your back and butt. Everybody has them so it is
no big deal. It will really help."
That was true. Their butts didn't look much different than mine and I was ready
for anything that might stop the sting.
"Okay I guess but don't try to peek at my front." I flattened out on the bed to
hide my front and Mitch slowly pulled the covers off me to bunch them at the
foot of the bed.
Robbie said, "Wow it is welted up even more than we thought."
"Yes and it stings awful."
Mitch said, "Don't worry. This will help a lot."
They began carressing my butt with the cool lotion and it did help. A whole lot.
Soon the sting and burn was gone and there was just a good feeling as they
rubbed it in. I began pushing up my butt just like a cat arches it's back when
it is stroked to let you know it wants to be stroked harder.
They began pulling my butttcheeks apart to let their fingers go into the crack.
I knew there were no welts in there but it felt so nice I didn't protest because
now it was not just feeling nice it was also giving me the excited feeling I had
discovered while rubbing my pussy.
Then they pulled my legs open and began rubbing the lotion on my crotch.I knew
that was not right but it felt too good to stop them. I began to moan and it let
them know how much I liked the way their fingers were opening and closing my
slit.
Mitch said. "Feeling better?"
I moaned, "Oh yes. So good!"
"Good. Roll over and we will make you forget the spanking altogether."
I knew that was wrong but I was so excited I wanted more and rolled over.
Mitch began rubbing his finger in my slit and especially on that little nubbin
at the top that I had discovered and loved to carress while Robbie began
caressing the lotion on my nipples. soon I was moaning and writhing on the bed
as excitement continued to rise until I felt like an explosion inside folloeed
by this wonderful feeling of release.
I moaned, "Thank you oh thank you."
Mitch said, "Okay. Since you showed us yours we will show you ours."
They dropped their pajama bottoms and knelt on the bed beside me. I was
fascinated. I had never seen a boys pee thing before.
Mitch said, "Rub our dicks. It feels good like it did you."
It seemed only fair and besides I wanted to see how they felt all hard and
sticking straight up.
I took them in my fists and began tubbing up and down. Soon they were moaning
"Faster. Faster! My fists became blurs as I rubbed as fast as I could suddenly
something like snot shot out of the pee holes to land on my stomach.
I said, "Oooh gross! What is that?"
Mitch groaned, "It is called cum. It is what happens when we get too excited.
Just like you except girls just get wet instead of shooting."
"Well it is gross. Wipe it off me."
They picked up their pajamas and began cleaning off the cum. While doing it
Mitch asked, Have you ever had an orgasm before?"
"What is an orgasm?"
"That is that great feeling you got when we rubbed your pussy and boobs."
"Oh. No. I think I may have come close once when I was rubbing myself but I quit
too soon."
"Well they really help you forget a spanking. We always rub ourselves after and
from now on we will rub you when you get spanked."
"I don't know. Are you sure it is all right? Mom saw me rubbiing my pussy when I
was littler and told me I shouldn't touch myself there."
"Sure. She just meant you shouldn't do it in front of strangers. We are going to
bed now. You wore us out."
They left. I still had doubts Mom had told me I shouldn't let the boys see me
naked and it seemed like everything that felt good was forbidden but the thing
that stuck in my mind was how the rubbiing had helped so much. Before I had been
stinging for hours but now there was just a tingling and throbbing that was not
really unpleasant. I was relieved that the pain of a spanking could be gone so
fast and that kind of kept me from dreading the next one. I felt real tired. I
don't think I have ever slept so good before.
