I Saw My Sister Get Spanked
My mom always made sure that spankings were given in private, so I never actually watched my sister Renate (who is 2 years older) getting spanked at home. But one summer we spent the vacation with mom's sister in her house in the countryside. Aunt Marga had no children but certainly knew how to spank, as we were soon to find out. And she did not care about privacy. So when I acted up at the breakfast table, she pulled me close, raised my skirt and smacked away (I was 7 at the time, so no big deal).
One afternoon toward the end of our stay, Renate met with other girls in the village and evidently forgot about time. Aunt Marga had told her to be back for dinner at 6 p.m. When Renate had not returned by 6.30, my aunt began to worry that something may have happened to my sister. She went looking for her, leaving me in the house by myself. Shortly after a very angry Aunt Marga returned, with Renate in tow. We had dinner more or less in silence, although I tried to cheer people up making grimaces at Renate and rubbing my bottom. When we had cleared the table, Aunt Marga sat on her chair in the dining room, beckoned Renate, and said, "Come here, young lady, time for your spanking!"
Renate knew what was coming. When she approached , Aunt Marga raised my sister's skirt, bent her over her lap and pulled down her panties. (Like my mom, Aunt Marga invariably spanked on the bare.) I have to confess that I watched with glee rather than commiserating with Renate. She certainly deserved the spanking she got. Aunt Marga smacked her bottom cheeks quite hard, and Renate soon began to cry and to sob "Sorry". But to no avail. I could watch her rear end turning a dark pink. When Aunt Marga had finished her job and released my sister, she looked at me and said "Well, I hope this has been a lesson for you as well!" It certainly was!
One afternoon toward the end of our stay, Renate met with other girls in the village and evidently forgot about time. Aunt Marga had told her to be back for dinner at 6 p.m. When Renate had not returned by 6.30, my aunt began to worry that something may have happened to my sister. She went looking for her, leaving me in the house by myself. Shortly after a very angry Aunt Marga returned, with Renate in tow. We had dinner more or less in silence, although I tried to cheer people up making grimaces at Renate and rubbing my bottom. When we had cleared the table, Aunt Marga sat on her chair in the dining room, beckoned Renate, and said, "Come here, young lady, time for your spanking!"
Renate knew what was coming. When she approached , Aunt Marga raised my sister's skirt, bent her over her lap and pulled down her panties. (Like my mom, Aunt Marga invariably spanked on the bare.) I have to confess that I watched with glee rather than commiserating with Renate. She certainly deserved the spanking she got. Aunt Marga smacked her bottom cheeks quite hard, and Renate soon began to cry and to sob "Sorry". But to no avail. I could watch her rear end turning a dark pink. When Aunt Marga had finished her job and released my sister, she looked at me and said "Well, I hope this has been a lesson for you as well!" It certainly was!
