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On Being Faithful
by T-Luv
(M/F, spanking, nc, serious)
WARNING : You must be at least18 years of age to read this story. The following story may describe consensualor non-consensual spanking or other BDSM activity involving one or more adultwomen and/or teenaged girls. The story may also describe consensual or non-consensualsexual activity between adults, between minor persons, or between minors andadults, and will be clearly tagged as appropriate. Please observe the tagsto determine whether or not you want to read the story. Do not read the storyif the tags indicate subject matter that you will find offensive.
DISCLAIMER : This is a workof FICTION. The characters in this story are the product of the author's imagination,and do not represent any actual person, living or dead. Any similarities toactual persons are purely coincidental. The author does not necessarily condone,encourage or participate in the types of activities described within this story.Please be aware of the difference between fantasy and reality when readingthis work of FICTION.
COPYRIGHT & PERMISSION :This story is Copyright 2003 by T-Luv. This story may not be reproduced elsewherewithout permission of the author. All permitted reproductions must includethe unaltered WARNING, DISCLAIMER and COPYRIGHT & PERMISSION notices.
It was completely unexpected. My fiance was out of town on vacation. I wouldhave gone with her, but due to a few emergencies at work I was unable to takemy own vacation at the same time. So I was very happy to know that she wouldbe home in two more days. Two weeks apart was just too long!
That being the case, I was naturally very surprised when I came home fromwork and heard the shower running. My fiance and I don't live together, butshe has a key to my apartment. I was elated at the thought that she had comehome early and was waiting to surprise me. So I decided to surprise her, too.
I closed the front door very quietly behind me and tiptoed down the hallto the bathroom. The bathroom door was open, so I crept right on in. I slowlyreached for the shower curtain, then suddenly yanked it wide open.
"SURPRI…" My jaw dropped, and I immediately pulled the curtain closedagain. I heard a giggle from behind the shower curtain, and heard the watershut off.
"Anna, what the hell do you think you're doing????" I shouted.
The shower curtain was yanked open again, and I was presented with a fullfrontal view of Anna's dripping wet nude body.
There was only one problem: Anna is not my fiance. She's Karen's youngersister.
"Hi Jimmy!" Anna said cheerfully, while she posed for me in a way that I'msure she thought was provocative.
Let me tell you about Anna. She's about five feet, six inches tall, and blonde.At nineteen years old, her figure is slender and lithe. Her breasts are smalland perky, her legs are long, and her ass round and firm. She sports brightblue eyes. And to be perfectly honest, she is prettier than Karen. Physically.
In every other way that matters, she doesn't even come close. Frankly, she'sa bitch. She's been flirting with me since the day I met her, and more thanonce she's tried to seduce me. Karen knows about this, of course, and we bothlaugh about it, and fortunately she knows me well enough to trust me. Annalikes to wear short skirts and short shorts that leave half of her butt hangingout, and she's fond of strutting around in front of me in a microscopic thongbikini at every gathering of our group.
Anna is one of those women who thinks she can get by on her looks. She alsothinks that all men are the same. That means she believes that we all thinkwith our dicks. So she's constantly using sex to get what she wants. Apparentlythat usually works for her, as evidenced by her expensive wardrobe, jewelryand car that she obviously can't afford on the money she makes as a waitress.
Too bad for her that I'm too much in love with her sister to fall for herwiles.
"Anna, please explain what you think you're doing," I said to her, takingmy eyes off her nakedness and looking her straight in the face. "And how didyou get in here?"
"Karen left her key behind in our apartment when she left," Anna said, smilingimpishly, "and I think you know why I'm here." She stepped out of the shower,and though I jumped back she was too quick and she managed to get her armsaround me. Pressing her naked body against me she continued, "I want you tofuck my brains out and make me scream! I know you want to." She emphasizedthat last remark by reaching down and grabbing my package, which was erectin spite of my lack of interest in Anna. "You can have your way with me!" Shetried to kiss me, but I pulled away.
I managed to extricate myself from the unwanted embrace. Then I made a pointof slowly looking her up and down. I gazed at her breasts, then let my eyeswander down to view her neatly trimmed pussy. I twirled my finger to indicatethat I wanted her to turn around Then I took a moment to study her ass, whichstill had water beaded on it.
"I can have my way with you?" I asked conspiratorially when she turned toface me again.
"Yes!" she said, attempting to hug me again. I stopped her with a hand onher shoulder.
"Anything I want to do?" I said, doing my best to look like I was reallyinterested in her offer.
Convinced of my sincerity, Anna licked her lips seductively and said, breathily, "Anything."
"And you want me to make you scream, huh?" I reached down and took both ofher hands in mine as I looked into her eyes.
"Oh god, yes!" Anna cried out.
I grinned and said, "You got it!"
Completely without warning, I sat straight down on the lid of the toiletseat and hauled Anna face down across my lap. Anna was too surprised to resist,but she gasped, "What are you doing?"
"I'm going to make you scream, just like you wanted, Anna."
"But…but…"
"And a nice butt it is, Anna. It will be even nicer, I think, when it's beenpainted red!"
I laid into Anna's ass with my bare hand. My palm made an incredibly loudSPLAT! as it connected with her still wet flesh. I knew that had to sting,and Anna's shriek of pain confirmed it.
"Goddamn it, Jimmy!" she shouted. "That fuckin' hurt!"
"Of course it hurt!" I laughed. "You said you wanted me to make you scream."
"That's not what I fuckin' meant!"
"Well, it's what I meant. And you did say I could have my way with you, anddo anything I wanted." With those words, I started spanking her in earnest.Hard. I'd had quite enough of her antics, and this little scenario was thefinal straw. Over and over and over, my hand smacked against her cute littleass. I took care to cover her whole butt with my hand.
"Stop it! Jimmy, stop it! Please? It really hurts!"
"Oh no, little girl, I'm afraid you've had this coming for a very long time!You know damn well how much I love your sister, and I'm sick and tired of yourlittle games!" I reinforced my words by spanking her even harder. I was worriedthat her kicking legs were going to cause her to fall off my lap. I shiftedher to the left so that her butt was over my left thigh, then moved my rightleg to clamp hers between mine. No escape now! I also had to hold her wristswith my left hand, as she kept trying to reach back to protect her butt.
"Fuck you! Asshole!" Anna screamed at me.
"You know, Anna, if you keep using that kind of language with me, I'm justgoing to have to spank you longer!"
"Fu… no, please, stop Jimmy! Stop! I'm sorry! I won't bother you anymore! I'm sorry!!"
Oh, she certainly was going to be sorry! I intended to make sure of that.I started spanking her faster. By this point, I'd been spanking her for severalminutes, and her ass was starting to glow with a nice shade of deep pink. Itwas also getting quite warm, and I planned to make it even warmer. I was determinedthat Anna was going to learn a lesson.
Anna's struggling and shouting died down a bit after a while once she realizedit wasn't going to do her any good. I could tell she was crying, though, bythe way her body was shuddering. Good. Maybe this was getting through to her.I kept spanking her hard, even though by now my hand was really starting tosting, too.
As it turned out, Anna's becalmed state was a ruse. It seems she thoughtthat if she acted compliant, I might stop spanking her. When it became apparentthat I wasn't stopping, her churlishness returned.
"You'd better stop it, Jimmy, or I'm going to tell Karen everything!" shebawled.
I paused, and let my hand rest on her now very hot bottom. "You'll tell Karen?" Iasked.
"Yeah. She's gonna find out everything!"
"Well…" I replied slowly, "in that case, I guess I'd better make itworth the trouble, eh?"
"What? What do you…"
Without answering, I stood her up and turned her to face the bathtub, thenpushed her to her knees. I made her bend over the edge of the tub, with herhands inside on the bottom. When I knelt down behind her, I saw her shift herbody and open her legs! She must have still thought I was going to fuck her!Unbelieveable. I slid open the drawer next to the sink and picked up the objectinside. Anna's delusion was about to come crashing down.
I picked up the wet washcloth from the edge of the tub and wrung it out overAnna's red bottom. She gasped at the touch of cool water. "Thank you…" shewhispered, thinking I was cooling her bottom off.
Imagine her surprise when the big hairbrush in my hand slammed into her rightbuttock! She howled miserably, both with surprise and pain. The hairbrush lefta dark red mark on her cheek. My arm went back again, and another solid blowstruck her left cheek. Whack after whack after whack crashed into her burningass. Her response was to yell and shriek, but it seemed she had enough senseto keep her hands out of the way of the hard wooden hairbrush.
I didn't count the spanks, but by the time I finally stopped Anna's ass wasraspberry red. I put the hairbrush away and seated myself once more on thetoilet seat lid. I left Anna where she was, and listened to her weep whileshe rubbed her well-spanked bottom with both hands. I gave her as long as sheneeded to compose herself. When her sobs subsided I said, "Get up, Anna."
Anna stood, then slowly turned to face me. Unusually for her, she didn'tsay anything, and she actually tried to cover her breasts and crotch. Staringat the floor, she waited for me to speak.
"Where are your clothes, Anna?"
"On your b-bed…"
"Then let's go get them. I want you to get dressed, and then I want you togo home." I stood up and allowed Anna to leave the bathroom first, then I followedher to my bedroom. I half suspected that she would try another pass at me,but instead she just reached for her clothes.
I watched Anna step into a pair of black thong panties, then put on a matchingbra. Her designer blouse was next, and then she picked up her designer jeans.When she tried to get into the jeans, I felt a twinge of pity for her. Thosejeans were skin tight. I had seen them on her before, and knew that they lookedlike they were painted on. Indeed, it was with much effort, delicate wigglingand many little yelps and gasps that she was finally able to get the jeansall the way up. Once she got them fastened, they were like a second skin. Iknew that had to hurt!
Slipping her feet into a pair of sandals, she looked at me and said, softly, "Ideserved that." Then she turned and left without another word. I watched herwalk stiffly and almost bowlegged to her car, then closed my front door whenI saw her drive away.
Anna never made good on her promise to tell Karen, and I decided it was bestto keep mum too. Sure, Karen was well aware of the way Anna flirted with me,but Anna had never been so brazen before, and I wasn't sure how Karen wouldhandle Anna's latest escapade. When Karen eventually noticed that Anna wasno longer flirting with me, she chalked it up to her sister finally growingup.
Karen remained blissfully unaware until a couple months after our wedding.Then one day Anna came to visit us. She nervously told us of something reallystupid she'd done. She confessed that she had gone to a casino, and had losther rent money, and begged us to help her out of the mess before she lost herapartment.
Of course, Karen insisted on helping her out. Between us, Karen and I makeenough money that it wouldn't be too much of a burden, so I agreed. And thenAnna, in her gratitude, really threw me for a loop.
"Thank you!" she cried, clapping her hands. "I promise I'll pay you back!" Butthen she got serious, and started looking nervous again. "But, um…" Shepaused as if she couldn't decide what to say. Then she blurted out, "But Ithink I need to be taught a lesson." She looked at me and said, "A hard lesson."
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