Belted...a “twin” story (M/f - belt)

© 2002 by Sampast and Don A. Landhill

 

Jennifer was rushing around the house.  She yelled to her little sister, “Come on, Melissa, it’s time to go if we're to get you over to Cindy’s on time.”

 

Melissa whined.  “Oh, we can walk, Jenn, it’s only around the block.”  When Jennifer shook her head, Melissa said, “Okay, like three blocks.”

 

“No, it’s more like 5 blocks, and I'm running late.  Besides, you've got all this stuff to drop off for the craft day.  And then I need to drive off to the mall afterwards.  I don’t want to have to walk back.”

 

“Oh, okay,” Melissa said, climbing into the car. 

 

Jennifer locked up the house.  Robin and her daddy were at work at the supermarket, and her mom had taken Stephen to a birthday party.  She lucked out because she had only had to baby-sit Melissa for an hour and now she was taking her to her friend’s house.

 

Jenn had gotten her license only a few months before.  Robin had had her license for almost a year.  It had taken Jennifer longer because her father had made her put Driver’s Education aside until the grades in her other classes improved.  But all that was behind her now.  She finally had her license.

 

She put on her seatbelt and adjusted the mirrors.  She looked back at her sister.  “Come on, hurry up and get set, Mel.”

 
”I am, I am, I's trying to find a place to put all this stuff, and get my seatbelt on,” Melissa told her.  “I told Daddy he hadda oil it, cuz it's like stuck or something,” she said, yanking on the seatbelt.

 

Jennifer sighed.  She looked at the clock on the dashboard and realized she was going to be late meeting her friends.  “Well, just dump the stuff on the floor, and skip the belt.  We’re only going a few blocks, not on the highway or anything.”

 

Melissa smiled for the first time that day.  Babysitting was a real pain, Jennifer thought.  Melissa was 5 and really bratty.  “Really? I don't gots to put it on?” Mel asked.  When Jenn nodded, she put her arms in the air and said, “Yes!”

 

“Well, just this time,” Jenn said dryly.  She put the car in gear and drove off.

 

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It was a few weeks later when Charlie found out about this.  He was taking Melissa to her weekly art class.  “Okay, Melissa, climb in, please.”

 

Melissa climbed in and started playing with the animals she kept in the car.  She looked up and saw her daddy staring at her.  “Why aren’t you moving, Daddy?” she asked.

 

“You haven’t fastened your seatbelt, Melissa.  You know that you have to buckle up before we go anywhere.”

 

“Oh, do I gotta, Daddy?” Melissa whined.  “I don't like to buckle up.  It's fun to ride without it,” she said, laughing.

 

Charlie frowned.  “You always have to buckle up, Melissa.  Every time.”  He then turned halfway around in his seat and stared at his youngest child.  “What do you mean, fun to ride without it? When have you ever ridden without your seatbelt?”

 
”Well when Jennifer drived me around the block to Cindy’s house, I didn't hafta, and then the time she taked me and Stephen for ice cream, we didn't hafta, because we was only going downtown.”

Charlie was furious.  “Oh really? Are you sure?”

 

Melissa nodded.  She had no idea she was getting her big sister in a lot of trouble. 

 

Charlie tried to calm down and focus on the moment.  He had to get Melissa to art class.  He would deal with Jennifer later.  He turned back to Melissa.  “Well, the rule is that you always need to wear it, even if you are just going down the driveway, no matter what Jennifer or anyone says.  Is that clear?”

 
”Uh, yes, Daddy,” Melissa said.  She thought about something as she buckled her seatbelt.  “Daddy?  Is Jennifer gonna be in trouble? I didn't mean to get her in trouble.”

 

Charlie stated, “Well, I am certainly going to have a little talk with Jennifer, but that isn't your problem, Melissa.  Jennifer has her rules just like you have yours. And it is up to her to make sure that everything is safe when she drives you.”

 

When he saw that Melissa was buckled in, he drove off.  Luckily for Jennifer, she was not at home when Charlie arrived there.  This was a good thing because he needed time to calm down before he spoke to her.

 

Later on when she did arrive home, Charlie was in the living room reading the newspaper.  Robin was at work, and Lisa had taken the kids to Joan’s house.  He had told his wife that he needed to speak to Jennifer alone.

 

He heard her key in the door.  It had been several hours since Melissa had told him about the seatbelt.  He had calmed down plenty and would be able to speak to Jennifer rationally.

 

“Jennifer?  I'd like to talk with you; please put your stuff down and come to my room.”

 

Jenn curiously followed Charlie into her parents’ bedroom.  She couldn’t imagine what he wanted from her.

 

“Yes, Daddy? What is it? I need to get going.  I’m meeting Allie at the mall, in,” she looked at her watch.  “Like now.”

 

“Well right now you and I need to talk.  So go call Allie and tell her you can’t meet her.”

 

“But Daddy, we’ve had these plans for weeks.”

 

“Jennifer! I need to talk to you about driving.”

 

“What about it, Daddy?”

 

“Well, Melissa said that you let her and Stephen not use seatbelts when you take them places?” he asked it, instead of stated it.  He wanted to give Jenn a chance to explain.

 

Jenn sat down on the edge of Charlie’s bed.  She had a feeling she was not going to make her appointment with her friend.  “What? No, what do you mean, Daddy?” she asked, quickly.  In her head she was thinking that she was going to kill her little sister for telling their father that.  “You must be mistaken, Daddy.  I always tell them to buckle up.”

 

Charlie just looked at Jennifer.  It made her uncomfortable. 

 

“Well, maybe they don’t, and I don’t always check them.  But I will from now on.  I promise, Daddy,” she blurted out.  “Can I go now?” she asked, getting up and heading for the door of the bedroom.

 

Her father pointed back to his bed.  “Sit back down, Jennifer.”  He was sitting on the big red chair, the one they always referred to as ‘the spanking chair’.  Jennifer realized that it had been cleared off of clothes, something that only happened when one of them was going to be spanked.  Jenn did a mental gulp.

 

Charlie looked at her.  “Jennifer, are you sure? Melissa said that you told her, twice, that she didn't need to fasten her belt because it was only a short ride.  If you never said anything like that I will have to punish her for lying,” he said.

 

Jenn cursed under her breath.  She was mad at Melissa for tattling, but she wouldn’t want her dad to spank the kid for it.  She’d rather do it herself.  Jenn debated lying to her father. 

 

Finally she spoke, “Well, um, she’s just little, Daddy.  Maybe she misunderstood me.”  Jenn looked at her watch again.  “Too bad she’s not home now, or we could ask her.  Can we talk about this later when she’s home?”

Charlie was sensing evasion.  “Jennifer, this is important. I trust you when you take the younger kids driving.  Did you really let them stay unbelted?”

 

Jennifer looked down.  She was feeling pretty guilty by this time.  After a minute she looked up and nodded her head.  “Y-yes, Daddy.”
 

“Really?  I see.”  There was a pause.  “Well then, Jennifer, you will *not* be going to the mall today.  We are going to have a little discussion about responsibility, and then you will not be driving anywhere for a week.”

 
Jenn quickly pulled her head up.  “A WEEK? But Dadddddy, that's not fair.  It was only around the block, and I had my seatbelt on!” she shouted.

Charlie decided to ignore Jennifer’s volume and tone of voice, for the moment.  “Oh? And is your safety more important than your sister’s or your brother’s?”

 

Jenn thought about what her daddy was asking and she started to cry.  “No, sir.  I didn’t think about it that way.”  She looked over at Charlie, sitting there.  “I’m sorry.”

Charlie nodded.  “Well, maybe you will think of it that way from now on.  A week is light for this, Jennifer.  Now go call your friend and let her know you won’t be meeting her.  Then stand in the corner for a few minutes, and think about what could have happened.”

“Yes, sir.” 

 

Jennifer was able to reach Allie since she had been running late too.  While she was in the corner, she thought about not the safety of her brother and sister, but of the missed plans with her friends.  She was so mad at Melissa for tattling, and vowed to get her back, even if she hadn’t meant to squeal.

 

Charlie called Jennifer out of the corner.  She watched as he removed the belt from his pants.  “Oh, Daddy, No, Please, don’t use that!” she cried.

 

But he ignored her pleas.  “Jennifer, do you have anything to say for yourself before I punish you?”

 

“I’m sorrrrrrrry!” she cried.  “Daddy, please don’t use the belt.”

 

“It seems appropriate, since you didn't make sure that your brother and sister were belted. And more importantly, Jennifer, because this is very serious.  You are not an experienced driver, Jennifer, and even if you were, things can happen. What if a deer ran in front of you, like what happened to Mr. Miller two weeks ago?”  
 
”But Daddy, he was upstate.  They don't have deer down here,” Jenn said, referring to the fact that not many deer were seen walking along the streets on Long Island.  She sighed when her father didn’t budge.  “But I know, I'm sorry, I won't do it again, I'll be better.  Please don't spank me, Daddy!”

 
”You are getting a spanking, Jennifer.  And we may not have deer around here, but we do have kids who run out in the middle of streets, right?”

 

Jenn nodded weakly.

 

“Jennifer, you know the rules about driving.  I expect you to be extra safe because you are a new driver, and that goes double when your little sister or brother are with you.  The pain of this spanking is going to be far less than what might have happened.  Now drop your jeans and panties and bend over the bed, young lady.”

 

Jenn started to sob and the spanking hadn’t even happened yet.  She did as her daddy told her, letting his words sink in.  “Yes, Daddy, I'm sorry,” she said, actually feeling it now.

 

Charlie drew back the belt and struck her bottom with it, hard, across both cheeks. {Swaaatttt!} {Swaaatttt!}

 

Jenn jumped and screamed.  “OWWWWWWW, DADDDDDDDY, I'm sorrrrrrrry!!!!!!”

”You should be, young lady.  You will not drive {Swaaatttt!} with anyone not properly belted.  {Swaaatttt!} And especially not {Swaaatttt!} your little brother {Swaaatttt!} or sister or anyone younger {Swaaatttt!} than yourself.”  {Swaaatttt!} {Swaaatttt!}

Jennifer cried.  She knew she’d be feeling the effects of this spanking for the rest of the day or longer.   “Owwwwwwwww, Dadddddy, that hurrrrrts, I'm sorry! I won't do it anymore. I promise!” she yelped.

 
{Swaaatttt!} “I should hope to god not.  {Swaaatttt!} I am very serious about this. {Swaaatttt!} I don't ever {Swaaatttt!} want to hear of  {Swaaatttt!} anything {Swaaatttt!} like this happening again.  {Swaaatttt!} I only hope I am getting through to you, {Swaaatttt!} Jennifer Lynn.” {Swaaatttt!} {Swaaatttt!} {Swaaatttt!} {Swaaatttt!} 

 

“Yesssssssssss, Daddy, you arrrrrrrrrrrrre!” she cried.  She couldn’t move she was in such pain.  “It won’t, sir!”

 

Charlie put down the belt.  “All right, Jennifer, your spanking is over.”  He helped her stand up.  She was sobbing and he took her in his arms and held her tight.

 

“I'm sorrrry, Daddy, I'll be more careful from now on.  I promise!” she said, putting her arms around her daddy and hugging him hard.  Charlie held her to him and rubbed her back and her bottom.  It was very red and hot and was starting to bruise a little.  Charlie knew she would not forget this lesson for a while.

 
”I’m glad, baby.  This isn't a rule you should ever violate.  And I want you to tell Melissa that it is NOT okay for her to ride without a seatbelt, ever again.  Okay?”

 

Jenn looked up at her daddy and nodded.  “Yes, sir, I will.”

 
”Now I want you to go to your room for the rest of the day, except when Melissa comes home, you may come out to talk with her.  I forgive you, Jennifer, but I hope that this little episode will not be forgotten.”

 

“It won’t, sir.  I’ll be better.  I will,” she promised.

 

Charlie nodded and pointed for the door.  Jenn leaned down and picked up her pants and panties.  There was no way she was putting them on.  As Jennifer got to the door, she turned around and looked at Charlie.

 

“I really am sorry, Daddy,” she said, sniffling.

 

“I know you are, Jennifer.”  He walked over to her and gave her another hug.  He said, “You may be 17 and mostly grown-up, but you will still make mistakes.  I’m glad I was here to help you learn your lesson and that nothing terrible happened.  I love you very much, baby.”

 

“I love you, too, Daddy.  And I’m glad nothing bad happened, too.”

 

Charlie nodded and squeezed Jenn tight.  “Okay, you go on up to your room now.”

 

“Yes, sir.”

 

Jenn spent the afternoon lying on her stomach on her bed.  She did feel bad that she had risked Melissa and Stephen’s safety and she vowed she would never be that careless again.  But in the meantime, Allie and the rest of Jenn’s friends were at this minute walking around the mall.  She wished she were there.  If it hadn’t been for Melissa’s big mouth, she would be.

 

When Melissa got home, Charlie sent his youngest daughter up to talk to Jennifer.  “Hi, sis!” Mel shouted, walking into the room the twins shared.  She stopped.  “Hey, how come you’re lying there holding that hairbrush?”

 

The end.