Aspens Pov //
I grabbed my book bag, hot tears in my eyes and hurried out the door. I knew John was annoyed maybe even pissed for having to spank Rory and I so early in the morning. He didn't have to. Yes he did Aspen.
Ever since the boys started spanking me, I began to have a new outlook in my behavior. I have already been spanked four times since Trever snuck in my room, and will be 5th when they find out I skipped and ran away.
I walk passed the bus stop and head off into the woods, ducking behind a tree and pull out my phone. John gave it back this morning, before all the shit with Rory.
Hey baby just got my phone bk today love ya
And send. I hope Trever didn't think I was ignoring him. Suddenly my phone buzzed.
Hello Aspen. This is Mr. Wikerson he wont be getting his phone back until tomorrow. You can chat at school. Very disappointed in you, kid. But we still love you.
I sighed and thought about that message. Trevers parents loved me and thougjt of me as a second daughter. I shook my hands while replying.
Did i get Trever in trouble sir
I had to know, I had to know before I saw him again. To be prepared.
No hun. He got himself in trouble. But i heard you got in trouble too, so its all even. Just dont smack his bottom to hard.
I giggled at that messsge. His parents were strick but cool. John has given them permission to spank me but they've never actually done it. Probably will from now on though...
I hid behind the trees until traffic settled down before I walked into town, loving the fresh air. I headed into a shop and looked around for however long before I bumped into someone.
"Excuse me si...." my voice cut off when I saw who it was. Trevers dad. He turned around and raised an eye brow at me. "Shouldn't you be in school little lady?" He asks. I choke up on my words. "I..I skipped and ran off..." i say, and with out realising it, tears form in my eyes, half from embarrassment, half from just emotional pain.
His eyebrows furried, then sighed. He took my hand. "Cmon, I wanna talk to you." I let him take my hand and we pile in his car. He pulled out his phone. "John?"
My heart skipped a beat and I put a hand on the door handle. Mr. Wikerson locked it and looked at me and mouthed, 'calm down'.
"I found a wondering Aspen. Yes. I understand. Uh huh. Yes, we're going to my house and have a little chat. Yes sir. I don't know. Yes she is perfectly safe. Okay bud see you later" he hung up and started the car. The ride was awkward silence. We headed inside and he pointed to the couch and sternly told me to sit.
The fabric hurt my ass but I controlled the pain. He sat infront of me, arms crossed. Mr.Wikerson had known my father for years, knowing how he raised his boys, knowing our raising up. He knew us too.
"Care to explain?"
I sat in silence, tears forming.
"Take your time," he says reassuring me.
I suck in my breath. "They finally broke down, they finally have started to spank me. I knew daddy did it but he never did it to me but now the boys do...and.." tears start dripping. Mr. Wikerson sat next to me, listening. "And it hurts but i know i need and deserve every single individual spank but i makes me confused"
"How so?" Mr.Wikerson asks, genuine concern in his tone.
"It makes me feel sometimes that they find me annoying and wanna rid me but on the other hand I know they do it because they love me so why didn't dad every do it..?"
Mr. Wikerson nodded like he understood what he meant. He offered his arms and accepted them. I sniff in his shoulder. I choked up. "You..you spanked Trever..?" I ask unsure if I wanted to even know.
"Yes, I did. Levi came here, Trevers ear in his hand. Trever apparently begged your brother not to inform me but of course he did. I thanked Levi, then pulled that boy over my knees. He was whining by the 4th smack. But after that trip over my knees I haven't had an attitude with him since. Probably will though soon, and he wont like the result but he knows his old man loves him and knows punishment is needed."
I nodded, wiping away a stray tear. "And that phone call with John, he was too nice to you." He says, half smiling. "What do you mean." "He gave you two options. If it was me you would only have one and that would of been out back in the woods." I gulp.
"Apsen, you can either wait for John to pick you up and recieve the spanking from him, lemme warn you, he is pretty pissed, or go over my knees and get it over with. Im disappointed and wont go soft but firm to make you understand that running away, and skipping school is highly unacceptable."
I gasp, pulling away from his chest, starring at the ground. So either get my bust busted by an angry older brother or go over my boyfriend's dads knees. Fuck.
I wipe away some tears and with out speaking, I pounted to Mr. Wikerson. "Me?" He asks. I nodded. He sighed. "Alrighty," he straightened himself up, and patted his knee. "Over." I gulp but obey.
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK.
"Owww..." I whimper quietly, obviously trying to to break down. "Its ok to cry," he assured me, continuing the spanking.
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK.
"Ooweeee-agg-oh man!! Owwweee!" I begain pleading. I whimper an Im Sorry but that didn't do justice. Suddenly he tugged on my jeans. I begain to cry harder before the were even off. "Take them off Aspen. Leavd you underwhere on." He demands stern. He was not going soft. I nodded, took them off and back over his knees I went.
SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK.
"YOU. SPANK. WORRIED. SPANK. YOUR. SPANK. BROTHERS. SPANK SPANK SPANK. IF. SPANK. I EVER. SPANK SPANK. CATCH YOU SKIP SOANK ING SPANK AGAIN I WILL NOT HEISTATE SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK TO BEND YOU SPANK OVER MY KNE SPANK SPANK EES. SPANK" SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANKSPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK SPANK.
"Yes-sir-sir!!" I sobbed, kicking and squirming, letting out a shout. He stopped and rubbed the small of my back. I wasn't even embarrassed anymore but disappointed in my self. Mr. Wikerson pulled up my jeans and sat me on his knees. "Shh darling its ok. I still care about you."
He rubbed my back and let me sob on his arms. He continued hushing me and reassuring me that this didnt change our relationship but from now on wouldn't hesitate to spank me when i was over at there house if needed. I don't know how many "Yes sirs" i whined but it was alot.
He kissed my cheek and loooed at the clock. "11.24, John wont be to pick you up till 12. Would you like some lunch?"
I nodded. "Yes please" i sniff.
"Okay, lunch coming right up!" He says, leaving me to calm down and wait food.