Aunt Blanche10

Cranking him around by his ear, Blanche stared directly into his eyes, and with chilling malice in her voice, seethed, “I am going to bare your bottom, turn you over my knee, and give you the spanking of your life, right here in front of Miss Parsons. And it won’t be over until we’re both satisfied that a week will go by before you’ll be able to sit comfortably.” Clutched by terror, Billy began to tremble and whimper. Coolly, Blanche asked Edith, “Dear, do you have a hairbrush I may use for the next ten minutes or so?” More trembling from Billy as his eyes opened wide and his knees weakened. “Yes Blanche, and I’m glad you asked,” said Edith as she reached to the vanity and passed Blanche a terrifying instrument– a hand sized, brightly lacquered, hardwood hairbrush. Blanche said, “Please seat yourself comfortably Edith. I know you’ll enjoy what’s about to take place here.” More trembling, stomach heaving, perspiration forming on his brow.