"But pleaseeeeeee I'll be good!" I begged, almost on my knees. John didn't face me, he just patted hamburger meat into round flattened balls for hamburger dinner.

I was pleading to go over to Trever's house. I had promised my homework would be done and that we would stay out of trouble. That didn't seem to be enough for John.

"Let me think about it for a minute, okay Aspen?" He says, flicking water onto the pot on the stove, and hearing the sizzle, plopped meat on it.

"I'll be home by curfew!" I added on, leaving my eldest brother to think about my offer, and went into the living room where Levi and Rory were watching Family Guy. I plopped beside Rory and put on my feet up on the coffee table.

Suddenly, Levi spoke up. "Feet off the table please." He says, peeking his eyes up from his phone eying me.

Deciding it would be best to obey every wish to better my chances of going to Trever's, I obliged, fucking my feet under my butt, which wasn't sore.

I had managed to go a few days with out being turned over a knee. Spankings had gone down a lot, because I enjoyed sitting comfortably.

Rory, on the other hand went to bed sniffling for getting detention. He also recived soap in his mouth for mouthing off to his teachers, a punishment I have yet to Indore and hope I will not.

Suddenly John called me into the kitchen. I jog happily to him.

"I have decided you can go to Trevers-"

I cut him off by excitedly jumping up.

"Yay!"

"BUT! Homework must be competed and no closed doors! Understand me Aspen?"

"Yes sir!"

"And be home before curfew!"

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(AT The Wikerson's House)

"I've missed you so much!" I say dramatically, falling into Trever's arms. 

"I just saw you today at school," he chuckles, letting me falling onto his bed, him crawling up on it to join me.

"I know, but I can't do this at school," I say, leaning in and giving him a deep long kiss. We hear a knock on the wall and I pull away embarrassed, seeing Mr.W. He comes into the bedroom and looks at us.

"Remember guys, do your homework and keep this door opened." He says stern. We nod and watch him walk away, opening the door 100%. I will never look at Mr.W the same way again. I mean, he watched my pale bum go a dark pink right under his nose. 

I giggle and pick up my pink penile and began to start on my English, when a moment later, Trever pipes up. "Did my Dad really spank you?"

My cheeks blush and I nod slowly. "Yes, he did." I answer quietly. Trever wraps me in a hug and kisses my forehead. 

"It's okay, I get them sometimes-rarely." I slap his chest playfully.

"Rarely? Good two shoes!" I giggle.

Trever pushes me back on the bed and I shriek, but not before closing the door secretly. I tickled him under his pits and he got me under my knees. We were in such a deep tickle fight we didn't even hear the door open or Mr.Wikerson come in. He suddenly clears his throat which makes us freeze in our tickles. 

He stands there and crosses his arms, pulling Trevers desk chair in the middle of the room, and sits on it. Mine and Trever's hearts both thud loudly, and quick. 

"I had a simple request, and that was to leave the door open. The homework one I could let slide but this one I cannot. Aspen, I have called your house, Rory is on his way to pick you up, in the mean time, Trever, come here." Mr.Wikerson says, patting his knee.

Trever looks horrified. "Dad, please not in front of Asp!" He pleads, standing up. Mr.Wikerson shakes his head. 

"Would you like to make it worse, Trever?" Mr.Wikerson asks calmly, waiting. 

"No,sir." Trever answers, walking over to his dad's side, placing his hands above his head. His dad easily slides Trever's pants down his legs and he is left standing in his Calvin K's. I watch in horror and sadness as he is placed over his Dad's knees, his bubble butt suddenly assulted with spankings.

Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.

I saw Trever's lip tremble and his leg shake. He wanted to cry out and beg his Dad he was sorry. He wanted to kick and cry, scream and let it all out and have a cry. But didnt. Because he wanted to be though infront of me. 

Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.  Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.

Finally, his Dad stopped and let Trever stand up sniffling. He pulled up his jeans and yelped at the fabric against his burning bottom. Suddenly, I heard a fimilair voice in the door way. "Aspen?"

I slowly glare up to see Rory standing there with his arms crossed. "Come on, let's go." He says walking toward me. I shake my head frightened. 

"No, please Rory, don't tell John!" I cry out, standing up.

Rory stands there, shaking his head. He reaches for my arm, grabbing my bicep. "Aspen Jones, I said lets go, now." He said that last word laced with sternness. I had never seen his this stern before. And it kind of frightened me. I refuse once more. 

"No, Rory. Please, he will tear my ass apart! Please!" I shouted, Trever and his Dad stood there watching, when Mr.W decided it was best to give us some privacy. After Mr.W dragged Trever out of the room and closed the door, Rory replaced Mr.W's seat on the wooden desk chair. 

"Come here." Was all he said. I shakingly walked over to him, just to suddenly be turned over his knees. My skirt was lifted up and my panties fell to the floor. He locked his legs over my knee so I couldn't move as much and with out a single word he began to spank me, hard.

Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.  Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.

The the lecture began between spanks. "You. Need. To. Follow. Directions. And. Listen. When. Told. To. Do. Something. Do. You. Understand?! SMACK SMACK SMACK SMACK."

I kicked my legs and tears sprinted down my face. "Yes-yes sir!" 

Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.  Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.Smack.

Five more spanks on my sit spots then it was over. He stood me up and I quickly recovered my underwere. I winced at the fabric as my skirt hit my red and tingling ass. I regain myself before we went to Trever's living room, where he and his Dad were sitting at the kitchen table. 

"Thank you so much for calling us, Mr.Wikerson, and I am sorry for the trouble, it will not happen again." He reassures him, pushing me toward him. "Now, my sister would like to say something."

"I'm-*sniffles* I'm sorry for the trouble *sniffles*" I tell him. 

"It's okay, but next time I wouldnot disturbed your brothers, I'll just handle it myself." He says, stern but soft. 

I was allowed to give Trever and quick hug and with that, we drove home in silence, the sound was of my whiing from sitting on leather seats. 

( ALSO, thank you to @sineadmoyles for asking Rory (or Levi) to give a spanking, giving me this idea :) )