Introduction to Missy's Family

Introduction to Missy’s Family (M/ff)

This is dedicated to Kayley22315 for encouraging me to post my new series, even though she just started her own new series with five kids.

Disclaimer: This story contains the spankings of fictional children. If this is not your thing, then don't read it. This story is a work of fiction. The author in no way advocates the use of corporal discipline for real children.

Do not write other stories using these characters without permission from the author.

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Let me introduce you to my family. There are five of us. Katie is only 4, Debbie is 5, I’m Missy and I’m 7, Joey just turned 9 and Billy is 10 ½. My Mommy’s name is Christine, and my Daddy’s name is David.

Katie and I are the bestest of friends, even though we’re sisters and three years apart. I’m not as close to Debbie as I am to Katie, although Debbie loves me just as much as Katie does.

Even though Katie is the baby of the family, it’s Debbie who still acts the most like a baby. She still wets the bed every night even though she’s going to be starting kindergarten soon. She also has a speech impediment, which makes her sound even more like a baby.

I’m not jealous of my sisters. Sometimes I can be, but usually I know that Mommy and Daddy love all of us the same. We are a tight family and all of us know we are loved.

Debbie and Katie are always saying that they want to be just like me when they are bigger. I know they both look up to me.

I think that kind of scares Mommy and Daddy a bit, because of all of us, I am the naughtiest. I don’t mean to be; it just happens. It seems like I am always getting a spanking for something or other. Mommy and Daddy don’t have to spank Debbie or Katie as much as they have to spank me.

Katie, least of all. She’s the most good of all five of us. After me, I guess it would be Billy, then Debbie, then Joey. Joey always tries so hard to please. Billy and I just do whatever we want, phooey to consequences. And Billy and I fight a lot. He’s always making fun of me, and I’m always trying to hit him for doing it. Neither of us ever seem to learn.

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But it was this one day when we were at the beach where Billy and I were good, and Debbie and Katie got in big trouble. This is what happened. Billy, Joey and I were sitting on a big rock watching the ocean, when we heard a loud shout.

We all turned to see what was up. “Debbie! No!” Katie shouted.

We watched as Katie stood up and put her hand out as if ready to slap Debbie. Mommy and Daddy ran over. Mommy said, “Kaitlyn, don’t you dare!”

But it was too late. Katie let go with a loud slap to Debbie’s arm. Debbie cried out, “OWWWWW!”

Mommy got there just as the slap landed on Debbie’s arm. She grabbed Katie and turned her around and smacked her behind hard. “You know better than to hit your sister!” Mommy scolded. Katie cried out and started to cry. Daddy picked up Debbie and held her close.

“Are you okay, sweetie?” Daddy asked.

Debbie wiped at her tears and nodded. “She hitted me, Daddy.”

“I saw that. Now why would she have done that, do you suppose?” Daddy asked calmly.

Katie never hit, unless she was provoked. And we all knew that Debbie was a little provoker. She never stopped until she was caught. Mommy was holding Katie and Daddy was holding Debbie. The three of us watched to see what would happen next.

Mommy and Daddy took the girls back to the blanket. “Now I want to know what happened,” Daddy said calmly. He looked at Debbie and then at Katie.

Katie said quietly, “Debbie threw sand at me. In my face.”

Daddy looked at Debbie. “Is that true, Deborah Nicole? Did you throw sand at your sister?”

Debbie started to shake her head but Daddy stared at her. We all knew better than to lie. It was that look: that Daddy look. She nodded. “Yes, Daddy,” she said.

“I see. And are you supposed to throw sand, young lady?”

“No, sir,” Debbie said quietly.

Then Daddy turned towards Katie. “Come here, Kaitlyn,” he said. Mommy let go of Katie and she walked toward Daddy.

“Hon, I’m going to check on the other kids,” Mommy said, standing up. Daddy nodded. He knew she didn’t want to watch him spank the girls.

“Debbie threw sand at you, Kaitlyn?” he asked, gently.

Katie nodded. She wondered if this was gonna be a trick question.

“And what should you have done, instead of hitting your sister?”

“I shoulda come and telled you, Daddy!” she cried.

“That’s right. Now I don’t have a corner to put you in, but I want you to stand right here, at the edge of the blanket, for a few minutes, while I have a discussion with your sister. I want you to think about what you’re going to do if there’s ever a next time like this. Do you understand me?”

“Yes, Daddy,” Katie said. Daddy showed her where to stand. Then he turned towards Debbie.

Daddy stood Debbie up in front of him. “I’m going to give you a spanking, young lady. I hope this will remind you not to throw sand, especially at your sister. It could have gotten in her eyes and hurt her very much.”

Debbie’s lower lip quivered but she nodded. Daddy pulled down her bathing suit. Then he laid her over his lap, and started to spank her. He didn’t smack her too many times; after all, she was only five. If it had been me, it would have been a lot worse.

She was crying real hard, when Daddy stopped. He stood her up and pulled her close to him. He soothed her and rubbed her tushie as she cried it out.

“I sorry, Daddy,” she said.

“I know you are. And I know you’re not going to do that again, are you?”

“N-n-no, sir,” she blurted.

“That’s my good girl. Now I want you to go stand on this corner of the blanket while I speak to Kaitlyn. Don’t move from this spot!” Daddy reminded Debbie as he pulled her bathing suit back up carefully. He put her on the opposite corner of where Katie was. If we had been home, she would have stood there bare-bottomed. But since this was a public place, Daddy didn’t do that.

Daddy sighed. Then he turned toward Katie. “Come here, Kaitlyn Rose.”

Katie walked over to Daddy. “Do you know why I’m going to spank you, young lady?” he asked, sternly.

Katie nodded. “Yes, Daddy, cuz I hitted Debbie.”

“That’s right. And you know better than to hit your sister. This is to remind you that Mommy and I will not let you get away with that. You have to use your words or find some other way to let Debbie know that you don’t like her to throw sand at you. Do you understand?”

When Katie nodded, Daddy pulled down her bathing suit, and pulled her over his lap. He started to smack her bottom hard. He wanted her to learn this lesson. But again, because Katie was so young, he didn’t spank too much.

Nonetheless, Katie was crying hard when Daddy stopped. He pulled her close to him and rubbed her bottom and soothed her. She clung to him and cried over his shoulder.

“There, there, it’s all over. Shhhh, that’s a good girl. I know you will try harder next time, too. Won’t you, sweetie?” Daddy cooed.

“Yes, Daddy,” Katie said.

“Okay.” Daddy pulled her bathing suit up and sat her down in front of him.

“Come here, Deborah,” he said. Debbie turned around and ran over to where Daddy was sitting with Katie. Daddy hugged both girls tight, and then smiled as they made up and hugged each other.

Mommy came back over then, and everyone hugged. I climbed down from the rock and ran over. I wanted to get into the hug. Daddy smiled and pulled me in close, too. It was nice.

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Anyway, that’s my family. And that’s what happens in my family when you do naughty things...you get spanked. But it wasn’t that bad. After all, like I said, we were close, and everyone was loved.

The end.

(Look for a longer Missy story coming very, very soon.)