Super Hero Trials (for Aeternam)

[nomoewoes]

It was a peaceful and quiet night in a small town in an unnamed part of the world. The main city was still bustling with sounds of college students partying and older adults silently coming home from the late shift. But in the suburban area, the only noise that could be heard at this point was raccoons eating trash and other wild animals walking. It was past midnight so anyone who was anyone was already fast asleep

That is except for one girl. Sandy was an 18 year old girl who was in her final year of high school. It was a Friday night so it wasn’t a matter of school being the next day but her parents always had strict rules about how late she can be out while she lives at home. What she didn’t tell them, or anyone for that matter, is that she has a reason for being out so late. She recently got super powers.

After a nightmare one night where she dreamed she was caught in a tornado, she jolted up and saw her room looked like it was hit by a tornado as everything was thrown about. It took her a bit to come to terms with what was happening and eventually how to control it but it’s been about a week since it happened and she’s made leaps and bounds in her progress. She was currently flying around as she could only do this at night to avoid unwanted attention. But she can also shoot small wind bursts to knock people down.

She flew towards her bedroom window and quietly opened it as she tried to sneak in without getting caught. She was fine with getting changed in the dark to avoid the light getting out. She had on her hero uniform on including white boots, a white dancing leotard that she modified into her costume with a winged symbol on the front and a matching white mask with blue designs on it to match the logo that was in the shape of a bird beak. When she wore this she was The Falcon.

But as she removed it and stuffed her costume into a drawer loudly, leaving her in only her blue bra and pink panties with butterflies all over, she was once again Sandy. During the process and thanks to it being so dark, she stunned her toe on the drawer and winced loudly as she hopped up and down. It also wasn’t helpful that the window was still open as she was in a hurry

[Aeternam]

Regardless of time and place, teenagers hardly ever changed. They would sneak out to some party when they thought their parents were not paying attention and leave a key hidden somewhere or their window unlocked so that they could sneak back inside, and in so doing, considering themselves too clever for foolish old people, often forget their parents had also gone through that before them.

At the very least, this is how Mrs. Olivia Stockton viewed her own daughter's antics. Sandy was a good girl, and while technically not a teenager anymore, her mother had been quick to lay down the law once she came of age: it didn't matter that she was 18. As long as she lived under her roof, she was still under her rules. This is why she was currently sitting alone, fast asleep from the long wait for her baby girl's return.

If she'd turned on the lights as she sneaked inside her room, Sandy would have noticed a few things out of place: the hairbrush currently lying on top of the very dresser she'd just stuffed her superhero costume in—not her own plastic hairbrush, but a big, heavy-looking, wooden hairbrush. It was black, made of ebony, and one Sandy knew far too well for her own liking, and the woman sitting at the edge of her bed, back against the wall and face down. At the very least she'd been careful enough to not awaken Mrs. Stockton...

Or had she? The muffled sound from Sandy's custome getting stuffed in a drawer was what caused Mrs. Olivia's eyes to open, although still a bit disoriented from just waking up and the darkness. What was it? Is Sandy back?. She thought, still unsure to what had just happened as he rubbed her eyes and yawned silently.

Thooom!

"Huh?" Then another loud sound brought her back to full senses. Olivia sat straight and reached out for the light switch just as her daughter's painful wince got to her, and just like that the lights were turned on to reveal not only the red nightgown that attached nicely to Mrs. Stockton's body as she got up from the bed, but also her daughter in a blue bra and pink butterfly-stamped panties, the open window and the ebony hairbrush currently lying on her dresser.

For the next few seconds, all she did was stare into her daughter's eyes, blinking as if still at a loss of words.

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Sandy was currently jumping up and down so much on her aching foot and she was in so much pain that she didn’t hear the footsteps of her mom’s bare feet clacking against the floor. That is until it was too late.

The door opened and the light was turned on. If it was anyone else that walked in, they might think it was a humorous sight. Here she was, hopping like a kangaroo with her bare foot being caressed in her own hand, clad in her underwear with not even a pair of pajamas in sight. All while it was still the middle of the night.

Sandy blinked for a second as she was processing what happened before she chuckled to herself slightly as if to laugh off the awkward situation. “H-Hi mom… just getting ready for bed!” She tried to explain, hoping she buys it as she was unaware of what her mom knew

[Aeternam]

From the look on her face alone it would've been enough for Sandy to conclude her mother did indeed know enough of her little night escapade. Not only she looked cross for being forced to wait, unable to sleep due to concern for her daughter's whereabouts, but being lied to was definitely something Mrs. Olivia did not appreciate.

Her mom's first response was to simply look at the open window, as if pointing it to the girl. Then, as she turned around, Olivia focused on something else: that same wooden hairbrush she'd left on Sandy's dresser earlier that night.

"Getting ready, huh? So, let me guess... you left your window open because you wanted anyone to see it from the street! Well, let me help you then." She said with annoyed sarcasm as she reached for the hairbrush with one hand and her daughter's earlobe with the other, then immediately pulled her towards the bed. "I can't believe you! Did you see what time it is? How dare you lie to my face like that?!"

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Sandy definitely knew she was caught red handed but a habit that she had, even when she was younger, was even when she was caught she thought lying could get her out of the situation. Even though every time it always make things worse

“N-No! It was just too warm in here and I wanted a breeze! Ouch! H-Hey!” Sandy lied but was promptly taken away by her ear and led towards the bed. She barely saw her mom grab the hairbrush as she was dragged away. She tried digging her feet into the floor but nothing could stop her mom’s overpowering force.

“C-Come on! Let me go!” She said with a wince as it get like her ear might go flying off. It might be red after this but that might not be the only thing that’s red after this. She finally got the picture as her eyes went wide. “Mom! You can’t spank me! I’m an adult now! P-Plus the window is still open!”

[Aeternam]

Despite the fact it'd been a while since Sandy had last been spanked, Olivia knew her daughter's antics very well. She was already expecting her to try to lie her way out of it and struggle to escape. None of it ever worked and every single time it would make things worse — and it definitely did this once too.

Thwack!

The moment Sandy tried to resist, the black hairbrush immediately crashed on the center of her bottom with a loud smack. And it didn't stop there. Thwack! Another one landed, and two more, all the while Olivia forced her to walk towards the bed. Thwack! Thwack! She dragged the young woman to the bed and finally released her earlobe as she sat down at the edge of the bed, her hairbrush pointed at Sandy's face.

"Zip it, Sandy, I don't care how old you are! How many times do I have to tell you to be home earlier?! No, that window will remain open. Now pull your panties down," The open window was her punishment for lying. Olivia hated being lied to. So was the panties getting down, which was hardly needed given her daughter's current state. Her mom straighted herself on the bed and pointed at her lap with the brush. "And get over my knee, and God help you if you make me repeat myself."

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As soon as the brush came down, Sandy let out a squeak as she jumped on her toes in reflex. Immediately she began to reach back and block but her mom was such an expert by this point that she was able to handle her attempts to block and pop her on her underwear clad butt a few times as she winced and grunted at each swat

By the time the got to the bed, she was finally released to do as she was told but she took this opportunity to rub her butt, which would already have imprints underneath the fabric. She groaned as she was told the window would stay open, which means anyone who might be up will get to hear her get punished. On top of that, she had to take her underwear down.

She wanted to argue and fight but she knew that would get her nowhere. She began to take her panties down to her ankles and as she did so she said something that she will definitely regret. “Who shoved a stick up your ass today? Bitch..” she said quietly but loud enough for the mom to hear as she bent over her knee. Exposing her large backside with a few pink imprints of the hairbrush

[Aeternam]

"I warned you many times to be home on time, I don't want my dau-..." Olivia scolded as her daughter finally started to obey. The older woman watched Sandy's panties come down, but alongside it, just when the girl leaned forward, that insult cut her off. "WHAT DID YOU SAY?"

She didn't wait for an answer. Being lied to was bed enough, and the struggle did annoy her, but it was expected. But now Sandy had crossed a line, and would dearly regret it. The girl didn't even get to lay herself over her mom's knee. Instead, as she moved to do it, Olivia got up and pushed the girl face down onto the bed, dropping the hairbrush.

"DON'T YOU DARE GET OFF THAT BED!"

Olivia was fuming as she stomped out of the room. Sandy could hear as the door to her mom's bedroom opened loudly, then a drawer, then both being closed just as loudly. It didn't take long for Olivia to come back in, this time holding a leather belt folded between her hands.

[nomoewoes]

Sandy gasped as she was now face down on the bed with her bare bottom now pointing at the window. She grumbled to herself and cursed into the covers as she wondered what her mom was doing.

Her question would soon be answered as she heard her mom return. She looked back and saw the mean looking belt in her hand. One look and she immediately stood up. She may be an adult now but it was still awkward to be half naked in front of her mom but she didn’t cover herself up as she used her hands to try and talk her mom down.

“H-Hey! I’m sorry. I was just frustrated. Let’s put that down and I’ll take the hairbrush…” Sandy said with a blush as it was clear her mom was furious

[Aeternam]

While that fateful spaking was always going to happen, no doubt if Sandy had simply talked to her things would've gone much more smoothly. Unfortunately, by now Olivia's patience was long gone, and so was any room she had to negotiate. The moment the girl got up from that bed, her mom instantly took her wrist and spun the young lady around. The folded strap immediately cut through the air and landed right in the middle of her bottom with a thundering crack that probably could be heard by the entire block.

CRACK!

"How dare you talk to me like that!" And it wasn't alone, immediately followed both by her mother's lecture and several new lashes. Any consideration she still might've had for that open window was now gone. Her daughter had definitely gone way too long without a spanking, Olivia felt. She continued to land the belt on her buttocks and thighs in quick succession. "Seems I've been going too soft recently-"

CRACK!

"But now that'll change. Starting today-" CRACK! "You'll get spanked-" CRACK! "Every" CRACK! "Single" CRACK! "Time" CRACK! "You step out of line!" CRACK!

And then Olivia fell dead silent. Unfortunately for Sandy, from that point on the only one doing the talk would be her mom's belt, as the older woman once again forced her onto the bed, her round bottom pointed straight at the window, the belt raising once more in preparation.