Message-ID: <28819asstr$981655802@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: From: See.signature.line@lycosmail.com (Y. Lee Coyote) Reply-To: YLeeCoyote@lycosmail.com X-Original-Message-ID: <3a81c259.8267902@mailhost.worldnet.att.net> Subject: {ASSM} St: Proper Use of a Hairbrush -- Part II (t/b, spank) Date: Thu, 8 Feb 2001 13:10:02 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: RuiJorge, newsman St: Proper Use of a Hairbrush -- Part II (t/b, spank) The following story is fiction. It contain scenes of spanking. If such a subject is offensive, uninteresting or if you are a minor (i.e., child) please leave now. It is highly recommended that Part I be read first. This work is copyright by the author and commercial use is prohibited without permission. Personal/private copies are permitted only if complete including the copyright notice. The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including constructive criticism, and suggestions. YLeeCoyote@Lycosmail.com Proper Use of a Hairbrush -- Part II by Y. Lee Coyote Timmy was not happy with how his brother was treating him. The problem started two weeks earlier when Ralph giving him a well deserved spanking him with a hairbrush for using his tools both improperly and without permission. Dad's reaction was to paddle him with his frat paddle and even have Timmy give him several swats. Since then Ralph had been giving Timmy the cold shoulder. When you're twelve and your big brother who you idolize acts as if you don't exist, it is very difficult. Timmy had tried repeatedly to talk with Ralph to apologize and beg forgiveness but there was never any answer. He talked about his problem with his friends and they pooled their collective wisdom (along with that of some big brothers). A few days later, Timmy went to the hobby shop and got a new screwdriver to replace the one he had bent. He also went to the lumber yard and got a piece of maple about 10 x 4 x 3/8 inches (25 x 10 x 1 cm). He spent two afternoons in the wood shop carefully shaping a small paddle and really making it nice and smooth. He took two more days to put five coats of vanish on sanding and steel wooling each one glassy smooth. He even put a inscription between the second and third coats of vanish. Timmy carefully gift wrapped both items separately and left them on Ralph's plate when he set the table for dinner. "What this?" asked Ralph as he sat down. Their parents did not know and dad suggested that he open them and find out. Ralph opened the little package first and saw the screwdriver. Timmy filled the silence with a very sincere "I'm really sorry, Ralph." Ralph remained silent until he realized how his dad was glaring at him. He was not so happy to say what was obviously expected but he managed a limp "Thank you." He then opened the second package. All could see the small paddle as Ralph studied the brief but extremely significant inscription. He was too confused to say anything and just passed it to dad. Dad studied the inscription and turned to his youngest. Timmy, with eyes downcast said: "Yes, dad, I trust Ralph." before dad could speak. Dad handed to paddle back to Ralph with a simple: "Don't betray your bother's trust." The threat was clear. Automatically, Ralph answered: "Yes, dad." But he was not sure just what this meant. Surely though his little brother was trying hard to make up for the past and dad just seemed to have given him permission to paddle his brother. He was very quiet through the meal. It was that evening, after their parents had gone visiting and they had done some homework that Ralph asked the question. "You really mean what you wrote on the paddle and what you told dad at dinner?" "Yeh." Ralph was sitting on his bed and indicated that Timmy was to sit next to him. "You really did deserve that spanking I was giving you." "I know. And you did not deserve the one dad gave to you and I'm sorry I enjoyed it so much." "I don't like IT hanging on the wall either where my friends can see it." "You can hang this one over it." Timmy said as he picked up the paddle and handed to him again. "Your friends will not laugh at that. They will probably be jealous." Ralph hugged his little brother. "You really are a brat! I aught to paddle you right now." Timmy continued to hug his brother back. He felt that his brother had returned from a long trip. He wanted to tell his brother that he should try out his new gift by finishing the spanking that he started weeks ago but he could not find the words. All he could do was whisper barely audibly and very hesitatingly: "Yeh." As Timmy continued to hug his brother, Ralph opened the lad's jeans and pulled them down along with his shorts. "It's time for your spanking now, Timmy." "Yes, Sir." he whispered as Ralph guided this brother into position. Unlike last time not only wasn't there any resistance but Timmy seemed very anxious to assist. Ralph was not angry like he was last time but he understood that Timmy needed a real spanking -- and from him. He caressed the tender buns of his little brother a little bit and then started to spank them. He hit moderately hard at first until Timmy's buns were a bright red and then gave him a few hard ones. Timmy was sobbing and promising to be good for ever about everything. Ralph picked up the lovingly made paddle and smacked each check six times hard. Timmy was bawling but never tried to resist. Ralph held his brother for a long time. Eventually, Timmy told Ralph that he loved him so very much. As he wiping the tears away Ralph told his brother to go to bed. While Timmy was getting ready, Ralph placed the new paddle on the hook with dad's big fraternity paddle. Just before he hopped into bed, Timmy turned the paddle over so that the inscription showed: Ralph: FOR USE ON A BRATTY KID'S BROTHER'S BUTT. Timmy The End (C) Copyright by A.I.L. February 7, 2001 Y. Valid return address is (Posting address is for the spammers) See my stories at: http://www.geocities.com/yleecoyote1938/ See Goldilocks stories at: http://www.geocities.com/goldilocks1938/ -- Pursuant to the Berne Convention, this work is copyright with all rights reserved by its author unless explicitly indicated. +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ | alt.sex.stories.moderated ----- send stories to: | | FAQ: Moderator: | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+ |Archive: Hosted by Alt.Sex.Stories Text Repository | |, an entity supported entirely by donations. | +---------------------------------------------------------------------------+