I was no stranger to smacked bottoms whilst growing up, however, being punished alongside my brothers was a rare event. This situation occurred and was one of the most memorable spankings ever recived.

 

On this day I really wanted to go to the mall but my parents were away that day visiting freinds.

 

My oldest brother had his driving license and since we thought my parents would be gone all day, we decided that he should take the second car and drive to the mall to spend a few hours.

 

We jumped into the car but rather than spending a few hours at the mall we spent 4 hours. Neverthelesswe all felt that we still had time enough before our parents arrived back home. Unfortunatly for us our timing was well off. Just as we arrived in our driveway our parents pulled up in the other family car along side us  onlya few seconds later.

 

These was no denying that we were in clear violations of their instructions, thus bother my mother and father were furious.

 

Mother ordered myself and my brothers into the house where we were lined up in the hallway outside the den.

 

Mother walked by us all with her spanking hairbrush in her hand. She then grabbed my youngest brother by the arm and pulled him into the den slamming the door shut behind her. Outside the den we could hear the cries of our brother pleading not to be spanked.

Soon along with the pleading,  the sounds of the hairbrush smacking on its target were added.

The spanking itself must of gone on for at least four minutes before it ceased.

 

The door of the den opened and my younger brother was pushed out into the hallway with tears dripping from his face whilst he danced foot to foot. Mother then pushed his face against the wall and told him to put his hands on his head and not to move an inch unless he wanted a second does of the hair brush.

 

Mother then grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into the den. Not a word was said by my mother as she sat down and put me into the over-the-lap spanking position. Within seconds the hairbrush was doing its job smacking across my bottom. It appeared that all my sit spots were being covered along with the top of my thighs full force very rapidly. I screamed and cried whilst I tried to protect my bottom with my hand,  this was quickly moved away and held in the small of my back. However, this did not stop my frantic kicking and I was sure I was going to die.

 

It seemed like an eternity before my mother stopped spanking me and I was let up. I danced up and down in a feeble attempt to lessen the pain in my bottom. But I howled when she grabbed my arm and started to pull me out of the dens door. Bawling like a baby I was pushed against the wall next to my younger brother, with the same instructions to put my hands on the top of my head and not to move an inch.

 

Then it was my older brother’s turn to revert to a much younger version of himself, begging mummy not to spank him too hard.

 

By about halfway through my older brothers spanking I was able to compose myself a little better enough to become aware of my surroundings.

 

My older brother was eventually pushed out into the hallway with the rest of us, bawling like a naughty toddler.

 

After about fifteen minutes of standing with our faces all to the hallway wall with our hands on our head we were all ordered to our bedrooms.