Sophia reached down and grabbed her sister by the upper arms, picking her up easily and forcing her to the bed.

 

 

She sat down, holding Janet in front of her so she could look her in the eyes.

 

 

Her little sister was scared and tears had started leaking down her cheeks.

 

“You made a promise to me, Janet Anne, and you failed to keep it.

 

 

I keep my promises and what did I promise you would happen if I had to come in here again tonight?

 

 

” “Sophia, please. I’ll go to bed right now,” Janet cried.

 

“What did I promise you?”

 

“That you would spank me,” Janet finally answered, breaking down into sobs of regret.

 

 

Sophia moved Jordan to her right side and then pulled her over her lap, positioning her so her little butt was directly over her right knee so she could get good aim.

 

 

She laid her left arm across Jordan’s back and held her tightly against her body so she wouldn’t squirm off her lap, then laid her right hand on her bottom.

 

 

She felt Jordan flinch and her cheeks clenched in expectations of a spank.

 

 

“Please, Sophia, please.

I’m sorry.

I promise I’ll be good.

Just please don’t spank me,” Janet managed through her sobs.

Sophia took a deep breath and closed her eyes for a moment to focus.

 

This would be the first time that she had spanked Janet and she knew she had to do it right.

 

 

She opened her eyes again and lifted her hand high before bringing it down with a big smack.

 

Smaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!

“Owww,” Jordan yelled.

 

“Noooo, please, noooo.

I’ll be good, I prooomisssse.

Waaaaa.

Ahhhhhh.

No more, pleassssse.”

 

 

 

Sophia ignored Jordan’s pleas and settled into a steady rhythm of three spanks, one on each cheek, then doubly hard right in the middle.

 

The third Smack always got a yell and more promises of being good.

 

After about a minute, she stopped and rested her hand on Jordan’s bottom.

 

“Janet Anne,” she said after her sister’s crying had died down some,

 

“why are you being punished?”

 

“Because I was naughty,” came the anguished reply.

 

“Yes, you were a very naughty little girl.

 

What did you do that was naughty?”

 

“I didn’t go to bed on time and, {sniffle} and I played {sniffle} on the computer when you, {sniffle} you told me not to.