thethief-2

   Elizabeth stared at the wall calendar in her best friend’s room and sighed
again. She had three more days until her father came home and she was
dreading the spanking he was sure to give. Almost three weeks ago, both she
and Tammy got caught shoplifting and as her parents were away, the task of
punishing her fell to her brother David. Of course, Elizabeth never thought
he would spank her, but that night, using mother's oversized hairbrush, he
literally blistered her backside. The worst part wasn’t the spanking that
was coming, but the constant teasing by her brothers. Despite her resolve to
take the teasing in good humor, she wished they were the ones in trouble.

     To escape her brothers, Elizabeth spent all her free time at Tammy's
house. Like any best friend, Tammy was sympathetic and tried to take her
mind off the spanking she had coming. Aside from dreading the unknown,
Elizabeth and Tammy spent the day listening to music and thinking about the
upcoming school year. Both were glad their freshmen year of high school was
over. They'd been tormented by the upperclassmen and were ready to wreck
havoc on the new freshman at JFK High School. The two were so engrossed
in their thoughts that neither noticed the time until Mr. Miller walked past the
open door. Tammy stared at her father in surprise, "Hi Daddy, you're home
from work early." Shaking his head in disagreement, he responded, “No,
same time as usual.”   Elizabeth glanced at her watch- it was 5:50 and she
promised her brother, she’d be home by 6:00 to help with dinner. Elizabeth
began to panic as she gathered her keys and put on her shoes. Mr. Miller
watched for a minute and said, "It' s ok, I'll drive you home."

     On the way to her house, Elizabeth and Tammy talked non-stop. It
wasn’t until Mr. Miller pulled in the driveway that Elizabeth realized that
her brother’s car was in the driveway. She was sure he had told her he had
to work that afternoon. From the kitchen she could hear voices in the family
room and wondered what was going on. As she neared the room, she saw
several suitcases and knew with certainty her parents were home.

    She took a deep breath and walked in the family room. Her entrance was
immediately noticed by John, who commented, “Look, there's Beth.”   On the
love seat, sat mom and dad, with Nick on the floor, David sat on the couch
with John and Steve. When she had hugged both parents she took a seat
between John & Steven. No sooner than she sat down, did he regret the
decision. John whispered, "Better sit down while you can, when Dad hears
what you've done you re REALLY gonna get it."   Elizabeth knew he was right.
As she listened to mom tell about their vacation, John was doing his best
to annoy her. At one point, John pretended to wipe away tears, another time,
he whispered to Steven, Bet dad takes the belt to her."   She glared at
Steven when he nodded and said, "Bet she won't be able to sit for at least
three days - no - make it a week." She couldn't' t takes it anymore. Forgetting
that her parents sitting a few feet away, forgetting about the trouble she was
already in, she jumped to her feet and smacked John hard across the face.
Almost immediately, Elizabeth realized her mistake, the room was silent and all
eyes were on her and the hand print quickly appearing on John s cheek. Her
father who was in jovial mood only moments before stood ups and walked
toward his daughter.   "What's gotten into you?" He yelled.

     Elizabeth immediately begins to cry, realizing the mistake she has just
made. Her father, still frowning yelled, "I want an explanation." John
suddenly feeling sorry for his sister steps forward, "It wasn’t her fault,
I was teasing her."    After glancing at his daughter, he said, "Elizabeth,
your brothers have been teasing you all your life, and I've never seem
you strike any of them. Why did you strike him today?"   She took a deep
breath and after a quick glance around the room, she meet her father's
glance, and mumbled, "He was teasing me because..    I ... got..... caught ....shoplifting."   Her father who was standing only a few feet away,
looked down at her in surprise, I didn't hear you." After taking another deep
breath she confessed her misdeeds. She told him how she got caught
shoplifting, how David had spanked her, how she'd been banned from the
mall and how John and Steven had been teasing her.

     When she was done the room was silent. Her father looked at his oldest
son and asked, "Is this true? Did you spank your sister?" David nodded.
It was father's turn to sigh, turning toward his daughter, he asked, "Do
you remember what I said would happen if your brother had to spank you?"
She nodded.   "Very well, follow me." As he turned to leave the room, he
turned back toward David and said, "David, you come too."

     As she followed her father there was no question as to where he was
leading her or what he was going to do to her. When he reached the study,
father stood aside as though he was waiting for them to enter. As Elizabeth
was about to walk in, he grabbed her arm and pulled her aside and said, "You
wait here." She watched as he and her brother entered and closed the door
behind them.   As she waited, she tried to listen at the door, but couldn't
hear anything. Deciding it best not to be discovered eavesdropping, she sat
on the bench outside her father's study. A few minutes passed before David
exited and said, "He wants to talk to you now."   She nodded and whispered,
"How mad is he?"   David looked around to make sure father wasn’t behind
him and whispered, "BELT MAD."

     She closed the door behind her and sat in the chair closest to father.
"What possessed you to shoplift? Did you think your brother wouldn't t
spank you? Did you forget what I said? Did you think I wouldn't spank you
once I found out?"   She thought for a moment and finally responded, "Yes, I
knew what I did was wrong and I know you'd punish me, but I never thought
he'd spank me, but when we got home, I knew I was in for it."   He nodded
and said, "Now what do you think?" She almost smiled and said. "I'm still
in for it."    Again he nodded. "You are correct.   I think I've been
rather lax in punishing you, but no more. Not only do I plan to take you
over my knee for a well deserved spanking, but I also intend to take my belt
to you as a reminder of what to expect if you even think about shoplifting
again."

     At this point, Elizabeth cringed. She watched as he walked over to a
corner and pulled out a stool and placed it in the middle of the room. She
looked around for a belt, but was relieved when she didn't see one. A few
minutes later, she found herself balanced over his lap. Her skirt was
raised and her panties were lowered and she immediately felt his hand smack
her left cheek than her right. Those first few swats weren't that hard, but
they hurt enough for her to cry out. The subsequent smacks, alternating from
her left to right cheek where hard enough that Elizabeth was soon squirming.
It seems that each series of smacks were getting harder and faster.   With
every smack, Elizabeth felt herself being pushed forward. She was sure that
if father continued hitter her any harder, she would soon fall headfirst on
the floor.

     Despite her sobbing and promises to be good, her father ignored her
outcries; he continued smacking her cheeks with all the fervor he could
muster. Only when Elizabeth's cheeks was covered with a series of
handprints did the spanking stop. Elizabeth felt her panties being raised
and her skirt lowered. A few seconds later, she was standing before her
father, sobbing uncontrollably and rubbing her extremely sore backside. "I
haven't forgotten you still have another spanking coming. I want to see you
before bed." Between sobs, she nodded and watched as her father left the
room.

     Using her father's tiny bathroom, Elizabeth examined her backside, her
cheeks were extremely red and she could still see the outline of several
handprints. When she placed her hand over one of the more viable
handprints, she was surprised at how small her hands were compared to
fathers. She was dreading her session with the belt.

     Much later, after David had gone home and the pain of the last spanking
had lessened, Elizabeth found herself sitting in father's study again. She
was surprised to find that the stool was still in the center of the room and
father was not present. She was a little dismayed to find that both her
brothers had decided to camp out in the family room to listen while father
spanked her.

     A few minutes later he walked inside and after a moment of hesitation,
he went for his belt. To both their surprise, he wasn't wearing one. She
immediately began to laugh, but was silenced when he glared at her.
"Elizabeth, go ask one of your brothers if you can borrow their belt." She
stared at him with disbelief and finally said,"You want me to what?" He
nodded and said, "You heard me." Despite knowing she was in for worse
whipping than before, she just couldn't ask Steve or John for their belt
after the way they'd been tormenting her. When she didn't respond, he
said, So you choose to defy me." She watched as he grabbed her by the
hand and pulled her toward the stool. Before she could react she felt herself
being pushed over the stool. Almost immediately, she felt her skirt-raised
panties lowered and the first of many hard stinging smacks across her rear.
The pain was too much for her. She kicked and screamed with each searing
smack, but he was relentless in his task. After giving her more than 20
hard smacks, he said, "DON'T MOVE." It was all she could do to nod. She was
sure he was going for his belt.

     No sooner did her disappear did Elizabeth hear her brothers out in the
hallway. She was sure it was John and Steven. She looked toward the door
to see them both peek in and taunt her. She could imagine the sight she made,
leaning over the stool with her fanny in the air. She was at least thankful
that her father had lowered her skirt. A few seconds later, she heard her
father's voice, "John, Steven, what are you doing? Do you want some of what
Elizabeth is getting?' Both boys begin to stammer and Elizabeth could hear her
father scolding the boys. A few seconds later, the door opened and in walked
father with belt in hand.

     Elizabeth cringed and watched as father approached. As he got closer,
she began to sob harder. "..Oh Please daddy, please don't spank me
anymore..I've learned my lesson." He paid her no heed as he approached
ready to strike her naughty backside. "Elizabeth, I do this because you were
naughty, not move your hands." When she was slow to comply, he brought the
belt down hard across the areas below her backside. She howled with pain at
the belt made contact several more times. After a few of those, she was all
to eager to move her hands and comply. Her father raised her skirt and
lowered her panties, he then took position on her left side and wrapped his
arm around her waist and commenced spanking the "naughtiness out of her."

     With each stinging whack of the belt, Elizabeth cried out, begging to
be released. "OH please...no more..."    WHACK. WHACK. WHACK. WHACK.
WHACK. Elizabeth bum was on fire...."AAGH....it hurts." Despite her
rambling and cries to be released, her father continued to bring the belt
down in rapid succession.

     When his arm grew tired, he delivered one last searing smack that
Elizabeth broke free of his grasp and immediately grabbed her backside.
It was literally on fire. Her father immediately put the belt down and watched
his daughter dance about the room, rubbing her sore bottom.   When she had
calmed down, he lectured her the consequences of her behavior and sent her
off to bed.   As she limped off to bed, she was relieved that before the
night was over, both Steven and John would get a taste of father's belt.

     That night as she laid down on her tummy, she was relieved that is was
over.