Solo Spankings

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At first, Sung Jinwoo stood, properly cowed in his corner, head on his head and trying to count the seconds by to distract himself. After about five minutes, though, he began to wiggle a little in his corner. By ten, he was starting to sneak looks behind him when he didn’t think that his older sister was watching. Once fifteen minutes passed, he dared to call out, “Sung Jinha, can I come out now? I’m sorry!”

That didn’t work well for the little boy; and he was made to stay in his corner time for a further fifteen minutes. Once she gave him permission to finally get out, he practically leapt out. He looked over at her, trying to give her a sad, cowed, apologetic look.

Once he reached her, he climbed up onto her lap and hugged her, resting his head on her chest. “I-I’m sorry, big sister,” he said, hoping this show of obedience, love, and regret would help with the coming scolding. The small boy didn’t realize a mere scolding wasn’t the only thing Sung Jinha had in mind…

[Spank Life]

Sung Jinah was very patient with her naughty little scoundrel of a brother. She ignored his little peeks, only actually addressing him when he begged to come out of the corner.

“Sung Jinwoo, be quiet. The corner is a place for reflection, not whining.” Sung Jinah scolded, lightly, wagging her finger at him. She wasn’t even annoyed by it. She knew she hardly punished him, especially in this manner. Most days, Sung Jinah was crawling dungeons, training, or uncovering the mysteries of the System. When she was around, it was cleaning, cooking, and addressing Sung Jinwoo’s basic needs. That all left very little time for proper discipline.

Sung Jinah’s lips quirked upwards when her little brother crawled into her lap for a hug. It was heartwarming, but not what she had meant. “Sung Jinwoo, I love the cuddles, but I called you over here to spank you, not hug you.” Sung Jinah clarified, lightly pushing her brother back and arranging him to be over her lap instead.

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“But I have reflected! And I’m sorry,” Sung Jinwoo whined, but obediently had to remain in his corner. His feet started to fall asleep from being in this same position for half of an hour. His whines would only come back to bite him, though he was ignorant of that.

It had been forever since Sung Jinha had disciplined him. Little Sung Jinwoo had practically free reign over the house whenever she wasn’t here, and it had begun to go to his little head; and that was before he became the youngest S-rank Hunter in history.

“S-spank me?!” Sung Jinwoo gasped, looking up at Sung Jinha with aghast, uncomprehending eyes. It had been much too long since Sung Jinha had spanked him that he had forgotten the fear of her setting his fanny on fire. “No, big sister, no!” He was soon placed snugly over her lap, and the boy desperately tried to push himself back up. “Don’t spank me, Sung Jinha! I said I was sorry!”

[Spank Life]

“Yes, spank you.” Sung Jinah repeated, firmly.

“And sorry isn’t good enough, little brother. There are two things you did wrong. First, you kept arguing with me. When I say no, that’s the end of the discussion. Second, you tried to intimidate me by using your superstrength. That type of behavior is completely unacceptable.” If Sung Jinah wasn’t secretly an A-Grade Hunter, then the force Sung Jinwoo exerted could have hurt. If she had truly still been an F-Rank Hunter, it would have been a broken bone, even.

Clearly, Sung Jinwoo would need some sort of training to adjust to his new strength so he didn’t accidentally hurt one of his friends or classmates. Or anyone, really.

Sung Jinah immediately pulled down her little brother’s pants, his underwear soon joining them around his knees. A punishment was best served on a bare bottom, especially because Sung Jinah’s strength and Sung Jinwoo’s sturdiness were very different from standard humans. Bare allowed Sung Jinah to not overdo it or underdo it.

Without further fanfare, Sung Jinah raised her hand and brought it down on her brother’s behind.
A loud smack echoed through the kitchen.

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Sung Jinwoo looked up at his older sister with wide, fearful eyes as she assured that yes, she was going to spank him.

She then informed him that his sorry wasn’t enough! For he had done three things wrong: he had argued with her, then he hadn’t listened, and finally, he had tried to force his way!

Shaking his head, he placed his hands under his chest and tried to push himself up and off her lap, but Sung Jinha would easily be able to keep him down. “No, big sister, please! I won’t do it again, I promise! Stop!” But she did not stop. She pulled down his pants, followed by his underwear, exposing his plump, boyish bubble-butt! “Not bare, sister! Please not bare!”

Then… the first spank landed. “OWW!” He yelped out, bucking his legs instinctively as his bottom exploded with sharp, stingy pain from the swat!

[Spank Life]

Sung Jinwoo’s struggles were almost a problem. If the two had a full on tussle before Sung Jinah had him pinned over his lap, it would have been a challenge, considering the difference in hunter rank. But fortunately, Sung Jinah was already in the dominant position. She easily applied pressure to his back, forcing him to lay flat over his own hands across her lap.

“Oh, you definitely won’t be doing it, again.” Sung Jinah agreed. That was the purpose of a punishment—to curb repeat behavior!

“Spankings are always bare.” She said, mercilessly.

Sung Jinah observed the blotchy pink handprint that popped up where she had struck. Sung Jinah waited for a moment, looking for a sign that she had exerted too much strength, such as bruising. But no such bruising came, telling Sung Jinah that the strength she used was appropriate.

More assured, Sung Jinah trapped her little brother’s buckling legs beneath one of her own. He was now effectively pinned—his arms beneath his pinned chest, and his legs beneath her own. There should be no more problems.

With that, Sung Jinah began the punishment in earnest. Left, right, left, right.

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Little Sung Jinwoo felt a shiver of fear go up and down his spine at his sister’s agreement that he would be sorry and definitely won’t do it again.

She then, in a voice devoid of mercy, proclaimed that spanking were always on the bare bottom!

“Noooo,” the naughty boy whined, wiggling his hips as his legs were pinned underneath Jinha’s. Now he could wiggle as much as he desired, but actually kicking was denied him! He would be going nowhere without his big sister’s allowance.

“OUCH! OWIE! Stop it, big sister! Stop! OUUCHIE! OWAH!” Sung Jinwoo gasped and yelped, desperately wiggling his hips as his bare bottom bounced and jiggled cutely in response to Sung Jinha’s smacks. Every swat left behind a sharp, painful sting, a lingering soreness, and slowly, a steadily growing heat.

[Spank Life]

Sung Jinwoo’s wiggling hips weren’t a problem.

Sung Jinah has scaled fiery towers, caught arrows with her bare hands, and focused blows on that tiniest of spots to pierce armors. Wiggling buttcheeks weren’t even a consideration compared to those challenges.

Smack! Smack! SMACK!

Sung Jinah turned a deaf ear to her little brother’s cries of pain. She hated knowing her brother was in pain; worse, she was causing it. But this type of behavior was unacceptable and couldn’t be allowed to continue. Sung Jinah had to squash all ideas of dungeons and superhuman superiority from the get-go before Sung Jinwoo ended up in a situation he couldn’t survive.

“Cry all you want, you’re not going anywhere.” Sung Jinah said, sternly, delivering a particularly sharp swat to his behind.

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“YOW! YOUCH! YOWIE!” Sung Jinwoo yelped out, a few tears beginning to gather in his eyes. Oh, this was such a painful experience! He couldn’t remember the last time he had been spanked, but he was almost certain it had never been this bad before! And sister was just using her hand!

She then said something that was more than a little mean, in his expert opinion! He wouldn’t be going anywhere until she was finished with him! “YOUCHIE!” As his wiggles continued, this one smack made him jerk extra hard, and miraculously freed his right arm!

Without stopping to think, the desperate boy through his hand back to try and cover up his cute caboose! “I sorry, sister, I SORRY! Please stop! It stings and burns!” He begged her, not realizing that he had just made a big mistake!

[Spank Life]

“Tt.” Sung Jinah clicked her tongue.

“No, you’re sorry that you’re being punished for it.” Sung Jinah corrected, seeing through her little brother’s crocodile tears. She didn’t doubt that he was in pain and perhaps a bit regretful, but he clearly had a lot of energy. Moreover, he clearly wasn’t sorry enough if he was putting his hand back.

Sung Jinah grabbed his hand and pinned it with his other hand across his back. “We don’t reach back during a spanking. Your spanking will now be longer.” Sung Jinah informed him, continuing her crusade on his bottom. Smack! Smack! Smack!

A few smacks, then 10, then a dozen, and more. Sung Jinah alternated between left, right, and center. For good measure, she also swatted at his sit-spots and upper thighs.