Claire nodded at his words, noticing how he was suddenly sounding sorry and cooperative, all at once.
-Exactly.- she said -And do you have permission to do any of those things, you little brat?- she added a second later, now slowly tapping his butt with the palm of his hand, just to drive his total attention to that part of his body.
She wanted him to focus on what was about to happen.
Anyway, once he had answered her rhetorical question, his sister seemed finally ready to start and to deliver him his well deserved punishment for the terrible behaviour he had had that day.
-Let's start with a little warm up, to teach you that school is not optional.- Claire announced, before lifting her hand in the air; soon after the first smack hit the target, right on his left cheek.
Then a second slap reached the other side of his bottom, making it bounce a little at the impact.
Even if he was still wearing his underwear, she was planning to make him feel every single swat since the very beginning, so she went on spanking him, using all her strenght, alterning the spanks on both sides of his rear.
Like all the times she had to have him over her knees, she would not stop until she would see some tears and until he would be a crying mess, kicking and promising to be good.
Spankings had always had the magical power to turn him, the tough guy, leader of his own street gang, into a very sorry little boy, pleading with his older sister to stop.
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