UD: Ice Cold Hands

The difference in Hannah and Beth’s styles were apparent. Hannah sought to teach lessons to her pranksters, get revenge for what she had had done to her in the year before. But Beth had no such drive. She simply was mesmerized by Jess’s squirming, delighted by her threats and pleas, getting way too caught up in painting the pale rear in front of her a light pink. She wasn’t crazy, just drunk with power. Jess was all bark and no bite; An easy target to spank to tears. Emily was going to be much more entertaining to deal with.

Letting Jess feel no moment of relief, Beth began winding her arm back even further, for more powerful swats to Jess’s backside that rung through her whole body, louder impacts, slower wind-ups. A permanent smile was fixed to Beth’s face underneath her mask.

Hannah rose to her role, finally, and spoke up. Beth stopped, for a temporary second, rolling her eyes beneath her mask as she looked over to Hannah with a condescending glare, even readable through the pitch blackness of her eyeholes. “Mike isn’t coming! We already dealt with that two-faced bastard.” Beth growled, her voice changer distorting her tone three ways, each equally terrifying. “And we’ll have the whole night to color your naked body dark red, if you don’t cooperate.”

Her voice wasn’t dark, or grisly. It was threatening, and teasing. Daring Jess to challenge her and her sister. She looked back to Hannah, signalling for her to pick up the pace. “Did you bring any kind of… tool?” Beth asked, stressing the last word so that Jess could hear it especially clear. “I don’t want to tire my arm out on this ‘hors d'oeuvres,’ I’d rather save that strength for the main entrée~.”

The harder slaps had caused Jessica to jump even more at the increased sting, surprisingly missing the quicker pace but the softer swats. These were much worse as she wiggled around, most likely making her panty clad bottom a more enticing target. A loud sigh of relief came out of the blonde mouth as the stranger's hand finally stopped though she came with bad news.

"W-what do you mean? What did you do to Mike?" Fear struck Jess's heart even more than before as she turned to see that the palm that has been smacking her butt so many times these past few minutes clearly belonged to a female...who could they possibly be? The sound of 'tool' caused the teenager's eyes to widen as the urge to fight came back once again as she began kicking her legs...at least she definitely wasn't cold anymore.

"Right, I found this in one of their suit cases." Hannah made her way to Beth before pausing and pushing the blonde's struggling legs down so that her sister could stop the relentless kicking by trapping Jess's legs in-between her own. Hannah then pulled out a wooden hairbrush that looked like it could definitely add much more color to the poor girl; though Hannah couldn't find herself feeling too bad as she imagined the dreadful prank from a year ago and Jessica's part in it. This caused the brunette to almost instinctively give Jess's right butt cheek a taste of the implement as the girl squealed in pain. She gave Jessica another hard smack on the other cheek so she didn't leave the room without joining in a little bit before handing the brush to Beth and backing away.

"You can't do this!" Jess's shouts from before had turned more into a whine as she tried to move her legs to no avail.

“Then bring it here.” Beth growled impatiently, gesturing Hannah over with a free hand while the other kept Jess pinned down. She was long gone in the thrill of it all, way too absorbed into her “character.” At this point, her regard for what happened to Jess slipped completely, and with it, her concern for her own sister’s well-being. When Jess’s struggling kicked up, Beth ignored her question, simply bringing her hand down onto the girl’s leg to keep her from fighting back.

Hannah approached, but rather than handing off the implement as requested, took her own initiative. Trapping Jess underneath her own body, and delivering a few strikes; Beth grimaced through her mask as she did so, watching her every movement. Jess’s squirming and complaining only became worse. “Stay still.” Beth grisly ordered, forcing her down even further under additional weight. She took the hairbrush from Hannah’s hands.

“You too.” She growled, snapping her fingers and pointing down, so that Hannah knew to re-assume her position of keeping Jess from struggling. Beth stopped herself from chastising Hannah over the few swipes she had gotten in, deciding to save that lecture for after. For now, she was in control. Hannah could handle the lecturing all she wanted to.

Rolling her head around, to stretch her neck, Beth blinked twice, and then brought the hairbrush up. There was a pause of anticipation. And then, a sound of thunder as it cracked down onto Jess’s rear end, the angle and force biting harder than the previous strikes.

“We can’t? No, we shouldn’t.” Beth began her own chastisement. “But you made your choice long ago. So we WILL.” A second strike sent ripples through Jess’s rear, no former warning or pause in-between her words, and the second clap. Beth removed her arm off of Jess’s back, and firmly grasped her long, blonde hair, tugging it backwards as she leaned down next to her.

“Shut up.”

The sting of the wooden object coming down hard on her rear caused Jessica to cry out in pain as she squirmed over the lap of her captor. She wasn't entirely sure what choice she made long ago but frankly didn't care as the pain of the brush hitting her reddening cheeks was the blonde's main focus at the moment; the impact felt like it was even worse the second time it was brought down.

Jess only whimpered in response as the stranger painfully yanked on her hair, too afraid that the spanking would somehow get worse if she responded. Tears began to slowly roll down Jessica's face with part of it being the fear of what these people were going to do with her though most of it was embarrassingly enough the smacks that came down on her ass and burnt like wildfire. She desperately wished she could beg for them to stop but didn't want to risk angering her spanker even more.

Hannah on the other hand flinched a bit at her sister's harsh way of giving out the order for her to stay still, the brunette wasn't sure whether Beth yelled as a way to continue the act she was putting on or if she was genuinely angry at her. Either way, Hannah stared intently at the panty clad bottom before her as she watched the implement have its way with the coloring butt.

Beth stopped, only briefly, to look over at her sister. She let the silence linger. “Well?” She finally grumbled, shaking her head soon after. “I knew she was too soft for this. Guess I’ll do everything myself…”

Deciding it was time to drive the message home for good, Beth flipped the hairbrush around in her hand, using the handle to hook onto Jess’s underwear and slowly, teasingly, begin dragging it down her already freezing body. Beth’s arm reacted lightning quick, taking Jess’s in hand to stop her from fighting back. After a very long, very drawn out disrobing, Beth let the fabric go, it producing a “thwap” sound as it snapped back to Jess’s skin.

“How are you feeling, right now, Jessica? Embarrassed? Scared?” Beth gravely interrogated her subject, shifting her over her lap and comfortably leaning down on top of her. “...sorry?”

She shook her head. “It’s not enough for you to hurt people. You enjoy taking them down to the lowest possible level, and in that moment of weakness, framing them. For YOUR enjoyment.”

“THIS…” Beth emphasized her point, with a well-placed crack of the hairbrush onto the quivering buttocks in front of her, a ruby red imprint left behind in it’s wake. “Is what rock bottom feels like. And maybe, MAYBE, you just needed this trip to teach you…”

A quick three strikes came without warning. “That it’s not. All. About. You!”

Her head cocked over to Hannah. “Anything to add?”

The final protection and last piece of dignity that Jessica had was being taken away as she felt the wooden object being hooked in her panties. All the blonde could do was whine as her captor had thought one step ahead and stopped the teen was fighting as any squirming she did was futile and couldn't stop the process from occurring. The way the stranger dragged out her disrobing brought a blush on Jess's face that was another shade or two darker than her other cheeks.

Eventually the underwear was brought all the way down and the girl's bare bottom was exposed to the chilly air of the underground room though her burning rear didn't feel too much colder thanks to her spanking. Jessica only answered the stranger's questions in sniffles as she did her best not to let any tears fall; she was feeling very sorry though...for herself! What did she even do to deserve something like this?"

"OWW!" Jess cried out as the hairbrush was slammed down hard against her exposed derriere and she couldn't help but begin to cry; the sting of the wooden object was ten times worse than the slap of a hand and the teen couldn't hold in the pain any longer. Jessica was only half paying attention to what her spanker was saying as all she could do was squirm a tiny bit and weep at the embarrassment of being bared and the pain of being spanked.

Hannah stared intently at the reddening bottom in front of her as Beth showed no mercy to Jessica's rear as she brought the implement down hard against it. The brunette didn't feel it was anywhere near colored enough though as she glanced at Beth for a second before looking back down at Jess's butt. Hannah ignored her sister's question and instead reached for the hairbrush. "Here, let me have a few more smacks."

Beth didn’t await an answer for Hannah before she began swinging the brush up and down, like a madman, sending ripples through Jess’s coloring, bountiful backside with every strike onto her body. The cracking of the implement resounded so many times, it began to blur together, Beth staying frighteningly quiet, save for her heavy breaths from underneath her mask. After a flurry of swats targeting her victim’s defenseless sit-spots and less colored regions, Beth paused, letting her arm droop down, as her hair fell behind her.

It was at this point, that she turned her head over, giving Hannah a condescending, curious stare. But she didn’t deny her request, shifting the brush up in her hand, and offering it outward. “Glad you found your spine, again.” She muttered.

All Jessica could do was cry as the brush was brought down harder and faster than the blonde could even react as her rear was becoming more and more red with every swat that came down. Even her sit spots were becoming colored as Hannah grabbed the brush from her sister and gripped it before bringing it down hard against the butt that belonged to the girl who had been such a big part of her embarrassment a year ago.

"Is this whole thing pointless? Aren't you at least remorseful of your past actions? You know you've done wrong before." Hannah asked in her deep fake voice as she took a different approach than Beth's quick paced spanking. The brunette brought her hand back and smacked the blonde's butt with force, letting each smack sink in as it took a few seconds for her to load up after every swat.

"Y-yes, I'm sorry! Just please stooooop!" Jess was able to shout between sobs. It was rather difficult for the teen to figure out exactly why she was deserving of all this but she knew she wasn't perfect and had done many wrongs in her life before and was definitely very much sorry now that her butt was stinging as much as it was now.

It took quite a few more sharp swats until Hannah was satisfied with the spanking but the glowing rear that practically radiated the dark room eventually caused Hannah to stop as she sighed and kept the hairbrush. "Alright, then I think you've learned your lesson." The brunette began to let go of Jessica's legs without even consulting with Beth on whether her sister was content herself or not with the spanking.

With the hairbrush in Hannah’s hands, Beth stretched out her fingers, before firmly placing them on Jess’s back, pressing her downwards and entrapping her onto her lap. The natural arch this created in the poor girl’s body only provided a more tempting target for Beth’s sister. The lecturing rang through the room, accompanied by a drum of strikes as the hairbrush made contact again and again with Jessica’s bouncing, defenseless rear. Beth smirked from beneath her mask. This was a performance she could be much more on-board with.

Drunken up so much in Jess’s torment that she didn’t even realize Hannah was finished, until she was leaving their victims side. “Wait-.” Beth started, before realizing she was breaking character. She didn’t want to end now - she was having way too much fun! And Jess’s rear could always take a little more heat.

Still, she saw Hannah leaving, and if they weren’t in sync, the act wouldn’t be as believable. Rolling her eyes beneath her mask, Beth raised the sobbing girl up from under her arms, setting her back up on two feet. With one hand on her shoulder, the black holes her mask represented as eyes stared into Jessica’s threateningly.

“Your phone.” Beth growled, demandingly.

It was definitely a relief to Jess when the hairbrush finally stopped coming down against her burning bottom though the teen was startled once she was quickly brought to her feet again at a moments notice. The blonde was about to instinctively pull her panties back up but hesitated once she heard the stranger's order. The connection up here was not good but she was on her fourth phone and she didn't want to lose it again, her parents would be pissed! Jessica decided it would be best to listen as she bent over in order to grab her phone from her jean pocket and handed it over.

Hannah stared at the floor as she waited for Beth to finish up with the final touches of Jessica's punishment. The brunette was actually kind of shocked she had been able to get away with so taking the lead so much throughout the spanking which was rather odd for Hannah but it felt so good at the same time. Had it been a few months ago, there would have been no way the girl challenged what her old sister did but spanking Sam and Ashley's bare rears must have brought some confidence into the usually quiet girl's personality.