Brandon : The Brat

100% fiction!

Brandon is a 20 year old manipulator who was at one point my roommate. I finally kicked him out of my house when I found out he was lying to me about looking for a job and some other things that were completely untrue.
I came home from work one night to find him sitting on my front porch.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I ask
“Mike, I need a place to stay.” He says. “My uncle kicked me out.”
“That doesn’t surprise me at all.” I say. Your bratty ass most likely deserved it!”
“Please, I will do anything!” He begs. “Whatever you say.”

I just look at him in anger and pity.
Brandon Has long brown stringy hair, a medium build, brownish eyes, a nice bubble butt and stands about 5’7”.
“Why should I let you back into my life after all the shit you said about me?” I question.
“Please, I will do anything you demand of me!!” His voice quivers.

I know this to be a skill of his. He can cry at the drop of a dime.
“We will test it out,” I say, but you are going to be punished for what you did.”
“Ok.” He bashfully says.
“Get inside!” I demand.

He goes in and I shut and lock the door.
“You are going to be spanked and spanked good.” I say as I see the shock come over his face.
“What? He asks. “No way!”

Then get out!” I say as I open the door back up.
“OK, OK.” He says.
“Remove your clothes!” I command. All of them!!

He pulls his t-shirt off and I notice how he still has barely any hair on his chest. His nipples are small and reddish in color. He kicks his shoes off, unbuckles his two inch wide belt, and then unbuttons his jeans. I slides them down his pale white legs and steps out of them. He stands back up and looks at me. He is wearing gray boxer briefs.
“Take ‘em off!” I order.

He just stands there.
“Don’t make me do it!” I bark. “If I have to come over there and remove your underwear the punishment will be two times as bad.”
Slowly he sticks his thumbs underneath the waistband and he pulls them down. He quickly covers his crotch as he stands back up.
“Put your hands at your Side.” I tell him.

Slowly he does and he stands in front of me with his two low hanging balls, his flaccid penis that would measure about four inches long, and an extremely hairy patch of pubic hair. I decide that this is definitely going to have to be trimmed if not shaved. This depends on how he handles himself.
“Stay right there.” I say as I go to my room and grab my paddle, hairbrush that I bought just for spanking purposes, and a wooden spoon.

I walk out with tools in hand and lay them on the couch. He sees what I have and he starts begging, “No, Mike, please no.”
I say nothing as I go over to his pants and pulls the belt out of the loops. I come back to the couch, lay the belt down next to the other implements, and sit down.
I tell him to come over to me. He does. I grab his arm and pull him down over my lap. I twist his arm behind his back and put my right leg over his legs and gain complete control.
I start with my bare hand and do not hold back. Alternating cheeks I start.

SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
“OOWW! He yells.
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!
“OWWWW” His cheeks are turning a nice shade of pink.
SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!! SPANK!!”OOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWW”” Please, Mike” He cries as the sobs start coming

“We haven’t even yet to begin Brandon.” I say. “I thought you were this tough young man who could take whatever he got.”
“I’m sorry.” He cries as I grab the brush. I say nothing.
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! His cheeks are turning red. “OOOOWWWWWWWW!!SHIT MOTHER FUCKER!!!!!!!!!!! He yells. He is crying as he yells.
“If you cuss once more, you will get it a lot worse!” I yell.

SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! On his right cheek. “OOOWWWW”
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! On his left cheek. “SSSTTTOOOOOPPPP”
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! On his left sitting spot. “OOOOOOUUUUUUCCCHHHHHHH!!!!!!”
SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! SMACK!! On his right sitting spot. He is crying uncontrollably.

He is trembling uncontrollably and is balling hysterically. “Please stop!” he yells through his cries. He is trying to struggle free but to no avail. I can see the tears and snot flowing freely from his eyes and nose.
I order him to put him to grab his bright red cheeks and spread them as far apart as he can. He does so. I tell him that if he releases them then we will start over.
I grab the spoon and place it right on his hole. I switch from his inner right cheek, inner left cheek, and directly on his hole giving each area 5 swats each.

Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! To his left.
“OOOWWWW” he cries as he shakes. “Please stop!!!”
Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! To his right. “OOOOOWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! He is shaking uncontrollably.
Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Thwarp!! Straight down the middle. “AAAAAMOTHER OF GISERFHFOS” He yells as he cries. His cheeks are a bright red. I stand him up and tell him to grab his ankles. He does

so as I grab the paddle.
SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! SLAM!! “Mother of Mary OOOWWWWW” He cries as I hit his upper thighs. His legs are shaking uncontrollably now.
I grab the belt.

SNAP!!!! SNAP!!!! SNAP!!!! SNAP!!!! SNAP!!!! He is telling so loud I am afraid he is going to wake the neighbors. His ass is a deep dark shade of red and a bit of purple mixing in.
SNAP!!!! SNAP!!!! SNAP!!!! SNAP!!!! SNAP!!!! His knees buckle. He can take no more.
“Stand up!” I order. He does as he is shaking badly.

I grab the electric shaver and grab his balls and dick. He stands there balling heavily as I start to shave his pubes. I finish up and then I order him to shower. He does as instructed. He dries off and I lead him to the bed, I bend him over, lube my hard cock up, guide it to his hole and push it all the way in.

“Holy mother!!! OOOOWWWWWWWW” he yelps. I sit there for a second and then start pounding his sorely bruised ass. He is yelling and crying with each thrust, I pound harder as I get close and finally shoot my load inside him. I pull out, shove him to the bed, cover us both and then hold him as we finally fall asleep.

He will be punished again. That is soon to come!!