I sat at a picnic table outside the library at my college campus. I was enjoying a donut from a shop nearby. On Tuesdays I had a late morning class, and my astronomy class at night, a class I enjoyed thoroughly. I had a long break on those days as the morning class finished at 11.30, and the evening class didn't begin until 5.00 pm. It was about a forty-five minute drive to campus from my home, so I would usually linger around between classes. It was 3.45 pm when I got a text from my younger sister, Gabi.

"Marissa, I'm in trouble."

This had me concerned, not only because of what she'd said, but how she'd said it. Usually, when Gabi texted she just called me ‘Sis’. As in, "Hey sis, how's it going?" She'd called me that since we were much younger.

My parents adopted Gabi, short for Gabriella, when I was eleven-years-old. She was a year younger than me, and we had been both sisters and best friends ever since.

"What's wrong?" I replied.

"I did it again. Even though last time it got me grounded for two weeks."

I knew exactly what she was talking about.

"What? Skinny dipping in the lake again?"

"Yeah. I thought I could get away with it this time. The one neighbor that caught me last time was out of town, and she had the only house close enough to be able to see."

"Gabi, what possessed you to try it again? You had to miss spring break because of that grounding."

"There is a family that moved into the neighborhood a few weeks back. Their son, Trent, is my age. I met them a couple of days ago. He's really cute, and I was talking to him when he started to flirt. He knew just what to say too. I told him about the lake, and that I had skinny dipped in it before. Of course, I left out the part about how much trouble I got into. Anyway, he liked the idea, and wanted to give it a try. I didn't need much convincing by that point."

"I do understand a little bit. I've done a couple of stupid things in my life where a boy was involved. I take it you got caught again."

"Sadly, yes. This time a different neighbor was out walking her dog. She caught us. She recognized Trent, but not me. I refused to tell her who I was. I got out of the water, put my swimsuit back on as fast as I could and just ran. The neighbor went and told Trent's parents what happened. He admitted to everything, including me being there. So, his parents talked to mom, she asked me about it, and I came clean. Then she called dad at work."

"Have they told you what kind of trouble you're in?"

"Yes. That's why I'm worried right now. When dad gets home at 5.30, he's going to spank me."

My heart sank reading that text. Gabi was always well-behaved, and before her first skinny dipping incident, she kept herself out of major trouble. Our parents always kept the option of spanking on the table, but its use had tapered off as we got older. I myself hadn't been spanked since I was fourteen, and Gabi never had at all, even before she joined our family. I tried to encourage her as best I could in my reply.

"Gabi, I love you dearly. I feel for you right now. This is one of those life lessons that you're going to learn the hard way. Keep your chin up as best you can. I know it isn't easy. I can say from experience that the anticipation of getting spanked can be just as bad as the spanking itself."

"Sis, be honest. Does dad spank hard?"

I hated that I had to give her the answer I did, but she'd asked for honesty, and I felt like I should be transparent.

"Yes. Very hard."

"That's what I was afraid of."

"If there was any way I could help you out, I would. I wish I could convince mom and dad to ground you again instead. But once they've made up their minds, it's settled."

"I understand, Sis. Thanks for talking with me about it. I wish I knew what a spanking was like. I guess I'll find out soon enough."

I had an idea then.

"Hmmm. Maybe there is a way I can help."

"Go on. You have my undivided attention."

"I can't get you out of the spanking, but maybe I can help you prepare for it, so you aren't caught off guard. That might make it slightly easier."

"That sounds like it's worth a try."

"Alright. This text is going to get long and rambly, so bear with me."

"I've got plenty of time still. Go right ahead."

"Alright, first the good news. The actual spanking won't last very long. No more than a few minutes at the most. That's an important thing to remember, that it will end at some point. The bad news is that dad is a very adept spanker, and you'll want it to be over long before it is.

“He doesn't use a belt or hairbrush or anything like that. He just uses his hand. He doesn't need to use anything else. He also understands the little details. Like, because you play sports you have a slightly higher pain tolerance, and he'll definitely take that into account. I'm not saying that to scare you, just to give you perspective.

"With that in mind, I'm going to walk you through how dad will discipline you from start to finish. First, you and dad will go to your room together, and close the door. Then the two of you will have a little talk. He'll want to hear what your thoughts and feelings are regarding your behavior and the trouble you're in. This talk won't be a long one. He just wants to make sure you understand, more or less, why you're getting a spanking.

"My advice during this time is that any remorse, or shame you feel, let it show. Hang your head low and apologize for what you did. Promise that your behavior won't be repeated, and be ready to keep that promise.

“Don't make any excuses for what you did. Own up to everything. Also make heavy use of the word ‘sir’ before, during, and after. Once the talk is done he'll ask if you're ready. This is just a rhetorical question; just say yes. He will then have you take off your lower clothes, and keep just your underwear on. He would never spank your bare bottom. That being said, the only thing your panties will protect is your modesty.

"He'll likely be seated in your desk chair at this point. He'll have you come stand at his right side, and then get into position. He'll have you bend over, and get your hips up onto his lap. Your backside will be sticking straight up, making it an easy target. Your hands and probably the tips of your toes will rest on the floor. One thing I would advise here is for you to lift up your right hand and put it in the small of your back. If you do that, dad will gently, but firmly take hold of your wrist. This will help keep you in place, plus you won't have to fight against your instinct to reach back and try to cover your bottom. Interrupting the spanking is only going to prolong it, and you don't want that. You want it to be done as fast as possible.

"Now, onto the spanking itself. It is going to hurt, but there are a couple of key parts that are going to be the most painful. If you can get through those, it's a little easier to endure everything else. The first one of these is the very beginning of it.

“No matter how many times I've been spanked, I never quite feel prepared for that first swat. When it lands it is such a shock to your system. He'll pause for maybe two or three seconds after that one. Then he'll fall into a rhythm.

“The swats will come down in flurries with each one about a second apart. He'll land a few in a row in one spot, then he'll move to another. He'll come back to spots a couple of times. Some of them he'll land across both sides of your bottom, some will be just on the left or right sides, those will hurt more.

“The most tender spot, though, is the sit spot, right where your bottom meets the back of your thighs. You'll get quite a few in those spots, but like I said he'll move around. Part of why his spankings are so effective is because he spanks your whole bottom. He won't exactly spank you non-stop the whole time either. You'll get a few flurries of swats in different places, and then he'll pause for a moment, and say something to you or ask you a question. Then he'll continue. He might do this once or twice, or as much as four or five times. It varies depending on circumstances.

“There is a reason why he does this. It is partly to give you a short break before the next wave begins. But it also keeps your mind present in the moment, and that makes the spanking hurt a little more.

"Another important thing to remember while this is going on, is not to hold back your emotions. Scream, cry, plead for mercy, whatever you need to do. Screaming and crying does mitigate the pain some, so if you try to suppress that you'll only make it more difficult for yourself. Plus letting dad know how much pain you're in, and how sorry you are, will actually gain you some sympathy. That will work in your favor as well.

“Now, when you reach the point where he's ready to wrap up, that's going to be the last part that is extra painful. Dad usually punctuates his spankings with a grand finale of sorts. He'll tell you that he's about to finish up. Then he’ll move things down to the sit-spots again for the final time.

“He'll usually give about five on the left one, and five on the right, then ten across the middle. That's possibly the most difficult part to take, but keep in mind that means it's almost over.

“Once it's done he'll tell you that you can get up when you're ready, and there's no rush. He'll be very kind to you afterwards, and remind you that he loves you. He told me once that he doesn't spank you because you’re a bad person, but he does it to remind you that you're a good person.

"I'll give you a couple of items here regarding the aftermath of the spanking. You'll probably have a lot to think about as you process the experience. That's a good thing though. The idea is for you to get something out of the spanking. Mainly a valuable life lesson, albeit one that was learned the hard way.

“As far as the physical aspect, there may be a residual sting afterwards. This will only last between fifteen and thirty minutes usually. It will give way to a tingling sensation that will gradually dissipate. There may be some soreness as well, you might feel a dull throbbing sensation when you sit down. It'll be enough to remind you that you were spanked, but not so much that you relive it. That only lasts between a couple of hours to a couple of days at most.

“Your backside will be a dark red color, but that will go away in a few days. Also, everything will be forgiven where mom and dad are concerned. They won't bring it up again."

I decided to add a little humor at the very end to lighten the mood some.

"My dear Gabi, I do hope you've enjoyed my comprehensive guide on how to get spanked. And I hope you find it useful and will leave a good review."

I added a smiley face emoji to the end of that. A moment later, Gabi replied.

"Thanks sis. Now I'm ready to take my licks like a champ! Lol."

I laughed a little too hard at that one.

"My astronomy class is from 5.00 until 8.30, and I'll get a break probably around 7.00, so if we don't talk then, I'll see you when I get home."

I went to class at 5.00 and enjoyed it as usual. This helped to take my mind off of how worried I was for my sister. I got very wrapped up in our discussion of Jupiter and its moons. Our professor would take us outside at the end of class, weather permitting, and we'd look at the things we'd discussed through a fairly powerful telescope. I was especially looking forward to our observation time tonight.

At about 7.00, our twenty minute break time came around. I went to the vending machines nearby to get myself something to drink. As I was walking up to the drink machine I felt the vibration of my phone. I checked it and found a text from Gabi.

"Sis, if I send you a photo of something, will you promise to delete it immediately after you see it, and not show it to anyone else?"

"Of course."

I got my drink from the machine, and then another phone notification. Gabi captioned it with, "I had to set a timer on the phone to take this one. Lol."

In the photo, Gabi was bent over, with her hands on her knees, facing away from the camera. She was naked from the waist down, and her backside was almost crimson in color. I sent a simple reply.

"How are you feeling?"

"Much better now. It was rough while it was happening, and I cried the entire time. I cried some more afterwards too. But when it was all done and I stood back up, dad hugged me tight, and told me he loved me. That really meant a lot. I am a little bit sore. The residual sting did turn into a tingle, which actually kind of felt good.

“Altogether I feel better now. The fear is gone. I regret what I did but I don't feel guilty or ashamed anymore. Don't get me wrong, I never want to do that again. But at the same time, I feel loved. Is that strange?"

"Not at all. That's how I usually felt whenever I got spanked. Love is dad's primary motivation when he disciplines you."

"I'm glad you said that. Now it doesn't feel so weird that I thanked him afterwards. Lol."

I couldn't help but smile. I felt oddly proud of Gabi, as if she'd completed some difficult rite of passage. It was another shared experience between us. I thought that maybe later I'd tell her some stories about crazy things I did that earned me a trip across dad's lap. I looked over the photo once more before deleting it. And I realized that, deep down, Gabi had a heart of gold, and also the backside of a swimsuit model. Lol.

The End

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