You walked over to Lucy.
"Jenny! You're not supposed to be here! Mom banned your from watching TV tonight, remember?" Lucy said, quickly turning off the TV.
She turned it off to protect you, really. If Mom thought you were watching TV she probably would've punished you even worse.
"I'm not here to watch TV, I wanted to talk to you." You said.
You sat down on the couch next to your big sister. She grabbed you by your underarms and dragged you onto her lap like a little kid-- although you pretty much were a little kid compared to her-- resting your head on her shoulder, next to her large breasts, barely contained by her bra. Lucy liked getting touchy-feely with you. Normally you thought it was weird, but her skin was very soft and it somehow made you feel better.
"So, what did you want to talk to me about?" Lucy asked.
You got right to the point.
"I'm really mad at Mom. I know I'm not the best kid, but I didn't deserve that kind of treatment." You said.
Lucy stroked your hair.
"Yeah, I know what you mean. Mom spanked me a few times when I was younger, but I don't think she ever hit my... area like that. That was over the line, I think." Lucy said.
"Way over the line!" You said, starting to get fried up.
Lucy squeezed you.
"Calm down, calm down. Listen, you probably did deserve to get punished, though. Mom expects a lot out of you, you know. You can't be slacking off on your studies and you sure as hell shouldn't be grunting at Mom, okay?" Lucy said.
She started rubbing your skinny little belly, slowly moving her hand upwards to your chest. It calmed you down a little, but it also felt weird.
"That's... that true. I was wrong to grunt at her." You admitted.
Lucy was touching your nipples now. With a light laugh, she gave one of them a soft pinch.
"Hey!" You said.
"Sorry, I couldn't help myself." Lucy said.
She sighed.
"You know, Mom doesn't like doing that kind of stuff to you. You know, she always feels really bad about it afterwards when she punishes one of us. She does that kind of thing because she thinks you need it." Lucy said.
"You... you're right." You said, hanging your head.
"So ,we all need to try to be good, okay? Anyway, I heard you're having trouble with you schoolwork. Do you want me to help?" Lucy asked.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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