This choice: Jazmin stays to watch the spanking! • Go Back...Chapter #7Jazmin stays to watch the spanking! by: Jess345   Jazmin looked smugly at the red face of her whimpering bestie Brielle, who was struggling while trapped over the lap of her big sister Bonnie. "You know what Bonnie," said Jazmin while tapping her chin mockingly as though in deep thought, "I think I'll stick around for a bit." Jazmin punctuated her statement by sticking her tongue out at Brielle's outraged face.
"Bonnie you can't seriously be letting her st-EE-OUCH!" Brielle was cut of mid whine by a harsh whack of the hairbrush on her wobbling, reddened bubble butt. "Who is the queen around here Brielle?" "...you are Bonnie." "And that makes you what?" "That makes me a naughty little princess who need to learn her place." Brielle squeezed her eyes shut in embarrassment after the last phrase trying to block out Bonnie and Jazmin's laughter. "Good, now try and remember that or I may have to put you back in that princess dress I had you wear when you were 'entertaining' the company I had over yesterday." Jazmin's laughter grew even louder upon hearing that leaving her breathless and red faced.
"Jazmin!" Jazmin stopped laughing with a start when she heard the commanding voice of Bonnie. "If you're going to hang around and watch watch at least make yourself useful. Get over here, yank Brielle's precious panties up her bountiful booty and hold them up until I'm all done the spanking." Jazmin gave a mock salute, rushed over and pulled Brielle's panties up to her shoulders in an instant as she squirmed and whined. "Perfect, now we can continue," Bonnie said with a sinister smirk. *whack* "I'm a naughty princess, please spank me again!"
30 minutes and a few hundred spanks later Jazmin let go of Brielle's undies and Bonnie rolled Brielle off her lap leaving the blonde haired beauty panting pathetically on the ground with her hair disheveled and both sets of cheeks bright red. "Ok Jazmin, time to go, it is a school night after all," Bonnie said while pointing at the clock. "Oh, um, Brielle was going to lend me some clothes before I went," said Jazmin as she gestured awkwardly to her undressed state, becoming very aware how sticky she was from the soda that had spilled on her in the garbage can.
"Oh was I?" huffed Brielle as she rose, unsteadily, "I think Bonnie's right Jazmin, it's late and you've got a long walk home ahead of you." Jazmin stared wide-eyed and desperate at her friend, silently pleading with her. Brielle just crossed her arm and narrowed her eyes. "Please prin-Brielle, I'm sure if you check the clock you'd find there's plenty of time to turn this around and head upstairs with me." Brielle smiled and softened as she caught Jazmin's drift. "Bonnie, could Jazmin please just come upstairs and grab some clothes? We wouldn't want her getting arrested for public indecency would we?" Bonnie sighed and said:
"She can stay for half an hour. One second longer and both of you will be getting a spanking, clear?" "Crystal!" replied both beleaguered bullies as they bolted upstairs their big butts jiggling wildly as they went. As the soon as girls entered Brielle's room Brielle made a beeline for her bed and sat down on the edge, as she immediately patted her lap beckoning a groaning Jazmin.
"F-five hundred! I'm a selfish loser with the biggest tushy in school," groaned Jazmin as she endured another wallop on her wobbling behind from Brielle, blinded by her pink panties that Brielle had hooked under her nose, plastering the latina beauty's dark hair to her forehead. "There all done, now we're even," said Brielle, unable to keep the smile out of her voice as she undid Jazmin's wedgie, giggling as Jazmin yelped as the elastic snapped on her hip. "Now let's find you some clothes and maybe clean you up a bit," mused Brielle as she searched through her drawers. 10 minutes later a freshly swirlied Jazmin left the Williams' home with her wet hair matted down, clad in a pair of skin tight leggings that left nothing about her backside to the imagination and a simple black t-shirt.
Brielle exited her shower, removing her contacts for the night before toweling off. Brielle hemmed and hawed at her dress with her towel wrapped around her chest as she selected her sleepwear. She happily grabbed a white t-shirt that read "Venrath Cast a Spell on Me" a gag gift from Jazmin to tease her about her taste in geeky book, that Brielle secretly loved. Far less happily Brielle went through the pile of panties she considered to humiliating to risk wearing at school and ended up choosing a pink pair with "I  Math" written on the back that she won in a math contest she had entered online. Once changed Brielle hopped into bed and turned off her light, but right as she was about to head to sleep her phone buzzed. With a heavy sigh Brielle reached for her thick black framed glasses on her bedside table and reached for her phone. "Stupid near-sightedness...a message from Mikayla, gawd what could she want now," Brielle muttered to herself. Brielle nearly tossed her phone across the room in frustration when she read the message.
Brielle timidly knocked on Bonnie's door. "What is it Brielle," asked Bonnie. "Can I come in? I need a favor." The door opened with a light creak and Brielle stepped into the master bedroom that Bonnie had taken over when their mom left. "Brielle you look positively adorkable in that outfit, very geek chic!" Brielle blushed. "Yeah whatever," Brielle muttered, "Look I lost a bet to a friend and I need you to film you give me some wedgies." Brielle spat the sentence out as quick as she could. "Sorry, I couldn't quite hear you..." "I NEED YOU TO WEDGIE ME!" "...And?" "AND I NEED YOU TO FILM IT!" "What if I don't?" "Then I'll have to pay a forfeit." "Well, looks like you'll have to pay it then because I am bushed." "Please, Bonnie, I'll do anything." Bonnie went deep into thought before answering: "Hmmm, okay, how about you and Jazmin come by and entertain me and my friends for a night?" Brielle figured it would be better to ask forgiveness than permission replied "Fine, we'll do it." "Perfect, let's get started then," said Bonnie as she snatched Brielle's phone from her. Brielle braced herself and hoped Jazmin was having better luck that her.
*Meanwhile At Jazmin's*
Jazmim stood in front of her little sister clad in a pair of care bear undies and a pink unicorn t-shirt that Cindy had selected for her. "So, you need me to wedgie you beause Mikayla, of all people, found out your secret and you want to keep her quiet?" Jazmin nodded meekly. Not satisfied Cindy spanked her sister's bubble butt marveling at the jiggle. "Yes Cin-Ma'am" "Well, I'm too tired to wedgie you but I think I can help you out..."
Cindy pointed the camera at Jazmin's butt showing off the message she had written on her cheeks: "Huge-Loser". "Okay you know the drill I call out the wedgie you perform it, go it?" Ordered Cindy from behind the phone. "Yes, Ma'am!" Squeaked Jazmin. "Regular!" Jazmin Gave herself a small wedgie,yelping as she did. "Melvin!" Jazmin yanked the front of her undies gasping and drawing her knees together as she did. "Squeaky clean!" Jazmin alternated front and big tugs, squealing as she felt like she was sawing herself in half. "Bouncing!" Cindy began shaking with laughter as Jazmin stood confused before jumping up and down while yanking her own panties making her chest and butt jiggle wildly. "Shoulder!" Jazmin hooked her yellow panties over her shoulders making her hunch over. "Aaand lastly: Hanging!" Jazmins stepped on a stool and hooked her waistband on Cindy's coat rack before kick the stool out and falling into a deep wedgie that made her squeak in anguish. Cindy wiped tears of laughter from her eyes and asked Jazmin "What just happened?" "My little sister wedgied me without touching me because I'm a huge loser and even touching my girly undies would have made her less cool by proxy." Jazmin said unable to look at the camera. "Exactly, dork! There sent it to Mikayla for and everything. No need to thank me. Night sis!" Cindy then turned off her light and hopped into bed leaving Jazmin hanging in shame and disbelief.
*Back to Brielle's*
Bonnie pointed the camera at Brielle and said "Wow sis, you sure look like one of those nerdy girls you bully so much!" Brielle blushed and nodded. "What did you say about nerdy girls who wear glasses?" "They get wet willies." Brielle winced as Bonnie jammed a saliva coated finger into Brielle's ear. "And what about nerdy girls who wear geeky shirts?" "They get titty twisters." Brielle cried out as Bonnie tweaked her nipples. "What about nerdy girls in girly undies?" 'They get them yanked up to their chest." Brielle gasped in surprise as Bonnie gave her a brutal frontal wedgie that left the waistband of her panties right under her breasts. "And?" Brielle groaned "And atomic wedgies." Brielle whimpered and whined as Bonnie tugged her nerdy panties repeatedly stretching them out and making Brielle's booty clap before stretching them over her head and hooked them just above her eyes. "Anything else?" "N-no that's it," grunted Brielle. "You still have so much to learn from your big sis, nerdy girl! Hold this." Bonnie handed Brielle her phone and had Brielle film herself and Bonnied grabbed the large strand of underwear on Brielle's back and the back of her shirt and lifted Brielle like a suitcase letting her arms and legs dangle limply towards the ground. "The last thing nerdy girls get is a big old swirly!" Cheered Bonnie as she brought Brielle into her bathroom. "Nooooooo!" shrieked Brielle as she flailed pathetically as Bonnie slowly tipped her head towards the toilet.
Brielle, back in her room, slowly unhooked her soggy undies from her now messy hair as she sent the awful video to Mikayla.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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