New life in London (for KinkyVelvet)

[ChrisWk]

Jennifer was far from done with her little brother's discipline though, as when he put his hands on his head, her hands moved to his pants; more specifically, his belt.
The 25 year old started unbuckling his belt before unbuttoning his pants and sliding the zipper down, and with that, she tugged her little brother's pants all the way down to around his ankles, leaving Erik standing there with his underwear on display for her...

Unfortunately for the young teenager, those would soon come down as well...

[KinkyVelvet]

But Erik then pushed her hands away and took a few steps back, grabbing the pants and trying to pull them up.
"Jen, no!" I growl, and he was furious, not quite the mood of someone ready to be spanked.
“Tell me what the fuck is going on because I'm not liking it at all! Neither Mum has seen me in my underwear for five years, ” he said defensively.
"Why all of a sudden we were all happy, and all of a sudden you come out with your lists and with this story of spanking, demanding blind obedience?!" He exclaimed, breathing heavily. "What happened to you?"

[ChrisWk]

Jennifer had feared that this would happen, though, she did not expect her little brother to have the audacity to curse like that. He had definitely earned extra for that...

"Erik! Don't you dare curse, young man. You know better. Now come back over here and put your hands on your head. I will not take any more of this. I do not care if mom hasn't seen you in your underwear in years. You have earned a spanking, and you will receive one, whether you like it or not. Now get that butt of yours back over here right this instant." Jennifer said sternly, pointing to the floor in front of her which Erik had just backed away from.

[KinkyVelvet]

Erik pursed his lips, squeezing the hem of his pants tightly.
That wasn't Jen. The fucking city had brainwashed her, because he sure didn't remember her like that.
Or maybe she was bipolar, or some kind of mental illness.
"What if I don't?" He challenged her, backing up to the wall. he wanted to see how far she would go with that story.
Erik had the faint hope that suddenly her sister would come to good senses and stop with her absurd talk.
Because that seemed to Erik, madness.

[ChrisWk]

Jennifer kept her eyes glued at his, as if her eyes were piercing into his. There was no doubt that she had taken on a more stern motherly role, and that understandably came as quite a shock for Erik. That was all expected, though.

"You have two options right now, mister. Either you can do as you're told and step over here, or I can come and get you to come over here. Stalling like this and testing me will only make it worse on yourself." Jennifer warned as she sat there.
This was all undoubtedly scary for Erik, but he would have to get used to it. It didn't matter if she gave him his first spanking now, in a week, month, year... It wouldn't be a pleasant first experience no matter what.

[KinkyVelvet]

Erik gritted his teeth hard.
This whole thing was… exhausting.
“Okay, let's get this over with,” he growled, walking over to Jennifer and dropping his pants to his ankles.
His was a surrender from exhaustion, he wanted that story to end, then he would consider what to do, because it was evident that Jen had serious problems, and it did not please him at all.

[ChrisWk]

Jennifer was about to ask him to drop his underwear as well, but seeing as he had already argued and given her backtalk for just his pants, she figured he would only do more of that if he was asked to lower his underwear as well. So instead, she figured she'd wait a little while and warm his bottom back up before lowering his underwear.

Jennifer guided her little brother back across her lap and adjusted him again, just like before. Though instead of pulling his underwear down, Jenn pulled them up. Up into a light wedgie, exposing the lower part of his buttocks. And with those on display, she patted them firmly, feeling his bare skin.

"I love you so so very much, Erik. But staying out late without letting me know is dangerous. You're only 13, and London isn't the same as back home. There is a whole lot of crime activity, and I will not allow you to come home late when its dark. It's dangerous." Jennifer scolded, before giving his butt a final couple of firm pats, before raising her hand up into the air like before...

And sooner rather than later, her hand came falling down and smacked down onto her little brother's slightly exposed buttocks, but mostly over his underwear. It was relatively firm, as she started increasing the pace and strength; alternating cheeks as she kept on spanking.

[KinkyVelvet]

Erik was terribly uncomfortable in that position, he couldn't help but see it as something terribly wrong.

Although Jennifer had said she loved him, It sounded like a lie to his ears. A giant lie.

London had changed her sister, perhaps it had driven her mad, and he was not at all at ease with her.

When the first spankings started falling on his butt which was much less protected now, he started moaning in discomfort and pain.
He could feel those, the quality pants of the uniform had softened the blows, but now they were starting to feel, especially those on bare skin that stung and started to burn.

[ChrisWk]

Jennifer's hand was firm as it kept on smacking away at her little brother's round bottom. His underwear going further and further up his crack as she pulled on it more and more to expose his lower cheeks. Undoubtedly embarrassing for the young teenager, but that was also part of the punishment.

The smacks landed in a steady rhythm, alternating cheeks and also making sure to get some good coverage. Even landing some smacks on her little brother's sit spots and thighs.

She could see that he was starting to turn a little pink.. But it was still hard to tell just how sore he was over his underwear.

[KinkyVelvet]

Jennifer still couldn't see how red her brother's ass was, but the moans of pain getting louder, she could hear them.
Erik had begun to wriggle a little, on his sister's lap, he wasn't rebelling openly, but he wasn't making any effort to stay particularly still.
He could feel his sister tug at her panties, thinning the fabric and filling it with further annoyance and embarrassment.
His eyes had become bright, but he was still fiercely gritting his teeth, his breath still an angry hiss from time to time.