“That’s final, missy!” Came the powerful tone of a burly wolf. Clean clothes, ironed and prim, a suit adorned the man’s body. His arms crossed and he stared down at his daughter, the teen pup acting feisty.

“But dad-“ Came the loud and angry response, the seventeen year old red-wolf girl stamping her foot as she raised her voice. The teen wore raggedy short-shorts, a tight and small top, dark stockings, all capped off with fingerless gloves. All were some shade of black or gray, contrasting her white and brown pelt. Your typical teen goth-girl, the kind that really only has an affinity for dark colors and wants an excuse to show off their budding body. And she had a body to show off.

“Enough!” Silenced the father, cutting his hand through the air as the girl’s ears folded. “Not another word Jessica. Your mother saw you plain as day, we know you’re the one that destroyed your brother’s new lego set. No more arguing, you know what happens when you’re a bad girl.”

“But I’m not ten anymore!”

The others in the recently-tense living room made their presence known then, a motherly red wolf bearing the origin of her daughter’s tangy-brown pelt, where the father consisted of snowy white. The woman stood daintily, holding her elbows with a concerned look at the younger wolf girl. Just as the teen opened her mouth to protest again, she spoke to her daughter. “Sweetie. If you don't want to be spanked, don’t act like you’re ten.”

The underdressed showy teen grabbed her ears and flung her head back with a snarl. “But why does he-!“

Her mother cut in as she dropped a hand to rest on the shoulder of a similarly mixed-toned boy, about fifteen years old. He looked at the upset girl with a glare of vindication, the only thing standing out in regards to the utterly plain t-shirt and shorts he wore. “Because it was his things you broke. Perhaps this will make you see that bullying your little brother isn’t as fun as you might think. If this isn’t fair to you, think how unfair it is to Jack that you break his toys.” The sharp tone of the feminine parent cut as deep or more than the brash voice of the father.

It was always the mother’s word that brought Jessica into a state of wilted defeat, an irritant sigh leaving her grit teeth as the young wolfess stood down. “Fine.” She spat, storming over to a simple chair they pulled over from the dining room. Jessica matched her sibling’s glare. “Let’s get this over with.” Standing with a poise of hatred, the teen girl waited as the younger boy approached. Jack sat down, keeping eye contact with his big sister. Instead of meeting the challenge, what was about to happen caught up to her, and Jessica folded under the surmounting humiliation.

Ears falling, eyes casting to the ground, a fluster of shame on her cheeks, things that barely changed her expression but spoke volumes. She lost. And was about to suffer the greatest pain; being humiliated by her younger sibling. The boy smirked as he got comfortable in the chair, putting on a show before smugly patting his lap. Jessica groaned and rolled her eyes, before taking a step towards him.

Her father’s voice only added to the burden on her ego, “Ah-ah. Bare ass, Jessica.”

Oh, what Jack would give to get a picture of Jessica’s face at that moment. The wolf teenager spun to face her dad with eyes wide, jaw open, and the brightest red he had ever seen her face show. Ears flat to her head, tail tucked in, it was clear she was horrified and livid at this development.

The burly wolf’s calm tone didn’t flinch. “You heard me.”

“B-But-! I-! Jack will never let me live this down!” Jessica whined, more fear than anger. This couldn’t be happening to her.

Her father’s stern brows remained unfazed. “The best punishments are the ones done once and never again. Seems like you’ll remember this one.”

Jack had to stifle laughter, but kept relatively cool as he watched his sister go through the five stages of grief. Hands flew, sentences started, but never finished. It ended with the teen clenching her fists, a terse breath, and now a glare to the parent as she unceremoniously unbuttoned her scanty shorts and threw them down her shapely legs to reveal shockingly pink panties with a little bow on the navel. Already casting her eyes away, she kicked the shorts away and gave a growl to try and recoup some dignity.

It did not change the fact that Jack was still sitting down and ready for her. As she did her best to not look absolutely pathetic in this moment of pure humiliation, she approached her smug brother. God this was beyond degrading, there had to be a better word. Jessica had to maneuver her ass over Jack’s lap, ending in a sort of push-up position with her palms and toes planted on the floor with her middle raised from draping over the brother-occupied chair seat. Her perfect, pantie-clad ass was squarely in Jack’s lap, and he did not miss the chance to stare.

At this point, Jessica was imagining strangling her brother, as it was the only thing keeping her from losing her shit. She almost did as his hands landed on her thighs, squeezing, one age-difference away from molesting. The girl tensed, tail poofing, a growl emitting from her throat as her head hung low between her shoulders. Those groping hands slid higher until they reached her perfect plush cheeks, turning Jessica’s growl into a snarl as she turned her neck to bare her teeth at him. But it wasn’t until Jack gave her soft booty a little pat and complimented her panties that she snapped.

“Alright you little shit, I’m-“

“Jessica! Language!” Gruffly called her father, stopping her threat mid-word. “If you’re going to be a baby about this, be one.” Long strides brought the tall masculine wolf close, grabbing Jessica’s hand that had been raised to a fist. Crudely yanked off Jack’s lap, he could only watch as their father forcefully disrobed Jessica in front of him. The teen girl gave every physical indication of unease and despair as her clothes were removed, her face was already red, her ears flat to her head.

“Nnnngh!” Jessica tried to struggle, but her father held firm, the teen trying to push back, but being restrained by the man. With a short time manhandling, Jessica's shirt was off, leaving her in a bra that was just as pink and girly as her panties. Her arms were pulled behind her back, and her wrists bound together by her father's strong grip.

The younger sibling had to suppress a laugh as his sister was forced into a position of submission, more and more of her body exposed to him. But then even the unthinkable to Jack happened. Their father reached out and grabbed Jessica's panties, pulling them down her legs with ease. Her smooth pussy was exposed to her brother for the first time, her labia pink and plump.

Jessica tried to squirm away, but her father was too strong, holding her still as he then undid her bra, letting the eighteen year old wolf teen's large breasts swing free. They were heavy, round, and beautiful, the dark nipples erect from the cold air and shock. The younger male had to resist the urge to touch them, instead looking at his sister's face, which was red, her ears flat against her head, eyes darting between Jack and her father.

Jack could see the humiliation in her expression, and it was so much more than just a little embarrassment. This was something else entirely, this was the look of someone who had been made to do something she would only fathom in a nightmare. And all because she broke a toy. Well, she had it a long time coming.

"Alright, Jessica. Get your ass in your brother's lap, and repay him." The burly wolf said, giving his daughter a stern look.

"But-! No!" Jessica tried to argue, but her father's tone only served to shut her up. She was silent, glaring at Jack with an expression that was almost pained. As her dad stood back, she gave a final glare before taking a shaky step forwards, arms covering her privates. With double, no pentuple the shame and nerves she had the first time, she resumed the push-up position that left her ass on Jack's lap.

She was red as a beet, her ears flat to her head, tail tucked, and the expression on her face was one of pure loathing. But there was no turning back now. Jack was fully prepared to let his sister take the punishment she deserved. "Lift your tail, sis. Can't spank you if all that fluff is in the way." 

Jessica snarled, but did as her brother asked, lifting her tail off her naked ass.

Jack wasn't going to be too hard on her. He knew she had been a brat, but she was also his big sister, and he was going to be nice to her. Keyword being ‘was’. That is, if the lego set she broke wasn't the newest, coolest one he ever had, and broken it hours after completion. No, he was going to make her ass sting hotter than the sun.

Jack got comfortable in his chair, making sure to put his hands on Jessica's soft thighs so she could feel how much he appreciated her sacrifice. With a smirk, he began to rub his hand over her bare fur, making sure to tease her with some petting. Her tail twitched, but she did not try to get away. Only her head sank further in shame, doing her best to not see any of the people in the room.

Jessica couldn't help but feel a little bad for what she did, but this was beyond a simple punishment now. But as her brother began to rub her soft ass cheeks, her mind went blank, her focus entirely on the sensation of his hands on her fur. She tensed with a snort of disdain and lost all signs of regret.

"Oh, I bet you're thinking about what I'm gonna do to you, aren't you?" Jack teased, earning a low growl from his sister. He chuckled and rubbed harder, enjoying the way she squirmed under his touch. "You're so cute when you pout. It's adorable."

Jessica felt like she was going to throw up, but the young wolf did her best to remain still, trying to ignore the fact that her brother was touching her in such an intimate manner. Jack had to admit, it was fun to make his sister squirm. She was cute and he generally liked her, but he didn't like what she did. It made him angry. And now, he had her butt in his lap, ready to take her punishment.

"Oooh, you're gonna get it, sis. I hope you regret what you've done. You're gonna be feeling this for a long time."

The young wolf scoffed, but Jack's words only served to increase her embarrassment. Her eyes were cast down, tail curling into a tight ball by her head.

Jack decided that was enough teasing, and raised his palm. With a smile, he brought it down, landing hard on his sister's butt. He made sure to aim for the center of her jello-like cheek; Jessica yelped at the sting of the spank, her ass cheeks clenching involuntarily. Jack kept the smacks coming, aiming for the same spot each time, getting a groan out of Jessica each time.

Jack wasn't going to be gentle. He was going to make sure that his sister would be feeling this for days, and that she'd never do it again. His hand was strong, and he could feel the muscles in his arm flexing as he slapped her bottom. Jessica was unable to stay silent, giving a low moan of pain, wishing her hands weren't on the floor lifting up her torso so she could at least rub her burning ass.

It was almost sad how much Jessica was suffering. But there was no turning back now. Jack had her to himself, and he was going to make her pay for what she did. And then, he would enjoy every minute of it. He snuck in a high-power spank amid his half-strength rapid fire ones, causing a fresh reaction of pain from the sister laid out on his lap. By this point the parents had left, off to do other things. Jessica was clearly subdued enough, and it was a bit awkward to watch.

"Ow! That hurt!" Jessica cried out. Jack was spanking her with a steady rhythm, smacking her ass with his hand, making sure to aim for the same spot each time. She couldn't help but squirm, a grunt escaping her throat.

Jack snickered, knowing he had his sister where he wanted her. "You're such a bad girl, Jessica. Having fun breaking my things. Was it worth it?"

Jessica couldn't help but blush, her ears folding back. This was far more embarrassing than anything else she had been through. Being spanked was bad enough, but being told she was a bad girl was humiliating. To hear it from her little snot-nosed brother? She wanted to die. Jack's hand stung, and she had to admit, the little twerp had some power in his palms.

"No! I'm sorry, I won't break your lego set again!" Jessica said quickly, not wanting to get any more smacks. She was willing to end it early, she was already thrown off the cliff of dignity. 

Jack chuckled at the apology, rubbing her sore ass with his palm. "That's a good girl." Jack said, letting out a part of him he didn’t know he had.

Jessica sighed, being called a ‘good girl’ unbelievably embarrassing. Or at least, that’s what she thought the fluttering in her stomach was. Groaning, the teen let her head sink down between her shoulders while grimacing from the ache from her behind. Her brother rubbed her cheeks for a few moments, enjoying the way her ass nearly glowed red from all the slaps applied to her round butt. He had to admit, it was a sight to behold. "Now, are you going to break my things again?"

"No!" Jessica said quickly, lifting her head. "I promise!"

Jack smiled, his hand applying another spank that rippled the teen's ass and made her grunt with pain. "What about calling me a loser?"

"Ugh! No!" Jessica said, wanting to crawl into a hole and vanish.

Another hearty spank. "And saying I'm the worst brother ever?"

"N-no!"

Jack was relentless, hand applying another spank to his sister's ass, making her almost wail as the sore spot was continuously assualted. It was starting to really hurt, and he was having fun. His hand stung, but it wasn't enough to distract him from his goal.

"Well, what about stealing my snacks? You still want to do that?"

"I-I'm sorry! I won't steal your snacks anymore!"

"What about using my phone to send fake messages to my friends? Is that still on the table?"

"N-no! I'm sorry!" Jessica cried out, squirming in her brother's lap. The saturation of smacks was starting to take their toll on her abused behind, and she couldn't help but feel like her ass was on fire. Jessica groaned, feeling like she was going to pass out from the pain. Well, that’s the only thing that her growing lack of focus could mean, right? That heat was definitely just from the strikes on her ass.

Jack kept up the spanking, making sure to vary his aim to keep her on her toes and inflict maximum discomfort. “How about hiding my game controllers?”

“I-I’ll stop!” Jessica groaned, her eyes rolling back as she bit down on her tongue to keep from crying out. There was so much pain it must be overloading her pain receptors, that’s the only explanation to the hazy fuzz lacing the sensations.

"Are you going to stop being mean to me?"

"Ow! Ow! Oww! I'm sorry!" Jessica cried out, trying to remain silent. She didn't want to get any more smacks, and she knew it would be bad if she did. Jack could see the tears welling up in her eyes, but he wasn't done yet.

"No? Then I guess we're gonna have to punish you a little more." Jack said, and gave Jessica's ass a singular firm smack. He was enjoying the way her ass jiggled as he struck it, knowing it was an added bonus for him to watch his sister's flaring-red rear end jiggle with each swat. Not to mention, a fresh appreciation for her body after being able to see it in full for so long.

"Ow! I'm sorry! I'll stop being mean!" Jessica whimpered, giving her brother a pleading look. “I’ll… I’ll be good!”

Jack chuckled, and smacked her again. "Not yet."

"Please! Please don't hit me anymore!" Jessica cried out, but it was no use. The smacks kept coming, and soon the pain had become too much for Jessica to handle. Her ass burned, and she was squirming in her brother's lap.

"Please! I'm sorry! I'll be good!" Jessica pleaded, trying to stay still, but it was impossible. The pain was too much, and she couldn't hold back her cries of agony.

Jack chuckled, and smacked her again. "Not yet."

"Please! I'm so sorry! I promise- Ah!" Jessica cried out, and started to sob as the pain grew to new heights with a fresh hit.

"Not yet. You have to say it.”

“Stop, please! I’ll be good! I-I’ll… be a good girl…” Jessica begged, her hands planted to the floor, arms shaking as they struggled to keep her face off the ground.

"You mean it?" Jack asked, and smacked her again.

Jessica groaned, tears streaming down her cheeks. But she did her best to nod.

"That's right. You're going to be a good girl."

"I'll be good..." Jessica cried out as her words shifted to a whimper, and felt her brother's hand land on her sore ass. This time, it was not a spank, returning to rubbing that sore bottom he had just brutalized for what felt like a year. But barely a few minutes had passed, his fingers roaming the frazzled fur of her perfect, well-slapped ass.

"Good girl." Jack said, chuckling. He continued to rub her ass, hearing her break down and start sobbing. "Let it all out. I know you hate me right now, but it had to be done." Jack spoke with the tone and words of someone far older than fifteen years old, almost like he had been planning what to do in this opportunity. He was calm, smug, and dominant, applying pain to his sister's backside but making sure the pain of shame burned brighter.

"I hate you so much right now..." Jessica whispered, her voice trembling as she did her best to remain silent.

Jack chuckled, knowing full well how understandable that is. But he also knew that there was no point in pretending anymore. He continued to rub her ass, enjoying the way her butt jiggled slightly. She was a cute girl, and he liked looking at her ass. "That's fine. Just remember that acting out that hatred brings you into my lap."

Jessica merely gave a pathetic sniffle as her butt was given a chance to recuperate, but all it did was let her feel just much it stung. Gently crying, the girl let Jack's rubs on her assaulted ass soothe her, finding the barest comfort from the pain in his gropes and perverted touches.

"How do you feel?" Jack asked, his hand still rubbing her ass.

Jessica sniffled, trying to hold back tears, somehow exhausted from the treatment. "Hurts..."

Jack chuckled, continuing to rub his sister's ass. "You know, mom and dad left the room when I started. You can speak freely."

Jessica sniffled, looking up at her brother, pure defeat and discomfort on her features. "I'm sorry..."

"It's okay. You don’t need to be sorry anymore. You’ve taken your punishment.” Jack said, smiling. He gave her ass a tender pat, before squeezing the juicy flesh. "You have a great ass by the way."

Jessica blushed, but didn't say anything. She was too busy crying to even think of fighting back. Her brother was being so kind and gentle with her, and she knew it was all a facade. He was enjoying the moment, and would be taking advantage of her as soon as he thought he could get away with it. There was no way years of her teasing and bullying him would be resolved in one little spanking session.

"But I think you're being a bit too hard on yourself. I just want you to know that if you do start acting like a brat again, well..." Jack said, punctuated the sentence with a harsh grip on her soft butt. Jessica gasped, feeling her brother's fingers dig into her butt cheeks. "I'll have to spank you harder."

Jessica shuddered, whimpering as her brother continued to squeeze her ass. The pain was real, and it felt so good. Wait... good? What was that? It just hurts, there's nothing nice about pain? Just the way his fingers caressed her afterwards, a tender rubbing helping alleviate the sting, so gentle and- Wait. No. No no no no.

Jack paused when his sister remained frozen for a moment, before his smug grin split wider as a sensation graced his thighs. "Waiiiit. Sis... are you... wet right now?"

Jessica didn't reply, only shaking her head. But the truth was written all over her face. Her eyes were closed, her hands pressed against the floor, and her whole body shook slightly.

"What is it? What's wrong?" Jack asked, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He knew that his sister was embarrassed by her reaction, and he was enjoying watching her squirm.

Jessica opened her mouth, but couldn't speak. She knew that she was wet, and it wasn't just because of the spanking. She knew that she was getting turned on from her brother's touch, and that was enough to put her in her grave.

Jack chuckled, knowing that his sister was embarrassed. It was the best feeling in the world to see someone who thought they were so high and might crumble at the slightest hint of humbling. "Well, since you won't answer, I'll find out for myself." And so the young boy dipped his fingers down her asscrack, gliding past a puckering hole, finding the slippery wetness down by her pretty pussy.

Jessica cried out, feeling her brother's fingers slip between her legs. "N-no! Stop!"

Jack chuckled, and moved his fingers further down her pussy. He found her clit, and gave it a gentle rub, watching his sister's face turn bright red.

"You're getting turned on aren't you?" Jack asked, his fingers continuing to work their way down his sister's slit. "Don't tell me... Was it because I called you a good girl?"

She shivered under him, wanting to scream "NO!", but her ability to speak vanished amid the conflicting pleasure and earth-shattering humiliation. And perhaps a sickening realization.

Jack chuckled, and gave her clit another little rub. "Or was it because I rubbed your ass? You know what? I can see this is surprising to you too. So here, think on it. I'm not going to actually molest you, but I think you need to figure a few things out, sis." He gave one final rub to her clit, then a tender squeeze of her bubbly ass, then removed his hands. 

Jessica remained frozen for a moment, before she shook her head, sobbing with a whimper. "Noooo...."

"It's okay. It's okay." Jack said, rubbing her back. "Everyone's into weird stuff. Look, whatever you decide, I won't talk about it if you don't."

The teen wolfess wanted to curl up and die. It was one thing to be spanked, another to be spanked her brother, another to be naked while it happened, a whole other thing to be wet after it, and now it was too much that the gentleness he spoke and pet her with was the most comforting feeling in the world despite her ass still being on fire. She couldn't be liking this! She was eighteen! Proud, bratty, goth, cool! To even be associated with her twerp little brother was a crime against humanity, to be possibly falling for this treatment from him...

"C-Can I go now?" Jessica asked between unsure sobs, mind a mess and body more so.

Jack chuckled, rubbing her back some more. "Sure. I'll be honest, this was a bit more... intimate than I expected. I'm open to talk about it if you need to. Later, of course."

Jessica nodded, feeling herself start to cry again. She hated herself for getting turned on by this. Her brother was, well, her brother. She was supposed to hate him! He just punished her for breaking his current favorite toy, why was he being so gentle and nice? "I-I'm sorry..."

"Don't be sorry. You've said that enough. I just want you to be a good girl. My good girl." Jack said, smiling. He pulled his sister into a hug, rubbing her back as she cried. "I know you're upset, but we can just pretend this never happened. I don't hate you, sis. Just... you really are a brat sometimes."

Jessica sniffled, shivering as her brother's hand stroked down her back. She whimpered, her head against his chest, shuddering as he merely hugged and petted her. No touches to her ass, he even ignored his sister's bare tits resting on his head. It was a funny sight, seeing a much taller big sister sitting on her younger brother's lap and hugging him. But she was strangely thankful for it. How horribly comforting a sensation. Her body had betrayed her. And her brain.

"I know..." Jessica mumbled, tears running down her cheeks.

Jack chuckled, pulling his sister in tighter. "It's okay. I forgive you."

Jessica shook her head, sniffling. "I-I don't deserve forgiveness… I’m… wrong."

"Of course you do. You're my sister. I love you. Nothing wrong with loving your brother back." Jack said, holding his sister tight. "And besides, it's not like that lego set would have been spared the same fate. My loose shelf claims all the legos eventually."

Jessica nodded, sniffling. "I... I guess you're right." Words weren’t exactly high on the brain-priority list as she realized her mind was in the middle of a coup.

"Good. Now maybe you should put your clothes on? And maybe we could get some food? Slapping that perfect ass of yours really drained me.” Jack said, standing up.

Jessica sighed, wiping her eyes. "Yeah. Food sounds good." It was at that moment she remembered she was naked, white and brown fur on clear display as she only wore her stockings. She blushed, froze, but realized being naked in front of her brother wasn't the biggest deal anymore. Not after whatever she was going through came to her mind. Add that to the list of crimes her brain committed today too.

She felt dirty, soiled, and violated, but she also felt... something else. A sort of thrill. And a... warmth, even. It was weird, but it made her feel... tingly. Another crime.

Jack chuckled, patting her butt. "You know, you're still just standing there, naked. I'm going to start checking out your tits eventually."

Jessica blushed, trying to hide her embarrassment. She felt herself getting wetter, and it was making her uncomfortable. As the tingly feelings began to fade, and she realized she was looking at her little brother with some kind of... adoration? The violent chill of humiliation began creeping back up her spine. She moved to drape an arm over her bust and send a hand down to cup her pussy. Mostly to hide the glistening of wetness on her sex.

Jack just shook his head. "Man, are you okay? You took like a full minute to realize you were still naked."

The teen wolf just shook her head as red exploded on her cheeks and her posture turned into frightened embarrassment. "D-Don't look!" She said, turning around.

"What? You're so cute when you try to cover up your tits. And it's not like I haven't seen them before." Jack said, grinning. "Look, just get dressed, and we'll get lunch."

Jessica nodded, avoiding eye contact as she scuttled around the room, picking up her discarded clothes. She was trying to keep her hands from shaking, and her body from trembling. The fact that her brother had seen her naked didn't bother her as much as it should have, but she was still embarrassed. God, she was going to have to have a talk with herself at this rate.

She slipped on her overly-girly panties and bra, before hiding the feminine garments with her black top and shorts, chains and spikes adorning them. She never took her stockings off, and so the outfit was completed. She still stood there, awkwardly, staring down at her shorter and younger brother. A tired sigh escaped her muzzle, the teen wolf unable to look him in the eyes after what just happened. "Look, Jack, let's just get some food. I... don't want to talk about what just happened."

The boy held up his hands, "Fine by me."

—

A knock on the door sounded, and Jack took off his headphones. Closing his laptop, the boy leaned back, seated on his bed. “Yo.”

The door cracked, and Jessica’s face peeked in, already blushing. “H-Hey… uh. Can we talk? About yesterday?”

“Sure.” Jack said, sitting up a bit higher. He kept his face mostly neutral, an effort of good faith about serious discussion.

The abashed face of the teen girl stepped fully into the room, softly closing the door behind her with a posture of absolute shame. But not angry shame, just a clear look of she couldn’t believe she was doing this. “So… Yesterday…”

Jack looked away this time, giving a quiet awkward hiss. “Yeah, sorry about that. I went a little overboard. I didn’t expect dad to uh, make you naked. And, well… puberty and all that… Naked girl, neuron activation.”

Jessica’s hands were clasped tight, and her tail and ears were low. The subtle wag to her tail was hard to miss as she stared at the floor. “W-Well, no it’s not… that. I mean, yeah I… still can’t sit down comfortably, but… I wanted to ask about… after. I-I don’t really know what happened, but… Just… What was that? How did you… make me not hate you at the end of all that? I-I mean, you fucking groped my pussy! I… I should have punched you! B-But… you were so gentle, a-and the things you said…”

She sighed, a shaky breath. “Fuck, I don’t know. I’m losing my mind. There’s something wrong with me just for talking about this.”

Jack looked at his obviously distressed sister, surprise on his own features. “Wow, okay, that’s a lot. Maybe you should sit down?”

“N-No, I’ll just… go. It was a mistake just to bring it up.”

Jack reached a hand out. “No. Don’t. This is clearly messing with you. Mom and dad will notice for sure, probably others. Come on, let’s figure this out.”

“What’s to figure out? I got spanked naked by my little brother and it made me wet? God, I don’t even-”

The boy interjected, ears back in concern. “Hey, stop. You’re fine. Look, I’ll start. I don’t hate you sis, but you make that hard sometimes. You surely understand that I had the opportunity of a lifetime. But I could tell I went too far, so I just tried to walk back a bit. Treat you well, be nice. I didn’t want you to hate me after that.”

“I-I know what you did, I just d-don’t know why it made me… feel… things.” Jessica watches Jack crawl up a bit, and tenderly grab her arm. He gently pulled her, making her take a seat as fresh tears of confusion and shame welled up in her eyes. Jack reached up and wiped them away, having to wait after the bigger girl flinched away at first.

“Jessica, Jess, sis. Have you heard of a term called ‘aftercare’? I may only be fifteen, but I have unsupervised access to the internet.”

—

It was the strangest month of Jack’s life. So much of his notions crumbled, and so much of himself became clear. All thanks to his big sister. Just an hour ago she had made a big show of barging into his room, and stealing his handheld game system. Now, the device was back in his control, and she was bent over the bed with her bare ass in the air, already turning red with hand-prints. Jack stood behind her, swatting that perfectly round butt and swapping his other hand between tugging his sister’s nipples and shoving his fingers in her mouth.

SMACK! Rang out as Jack’s palm made contact with her soft ass again, followed swiftly by a stifled moan of conflicting pain and pleasure. It swayed further to pleasure as his fingers teased her nice tit’s sensitive nipples, rubbing and pinching, bringing more cute noises from his big sister. Her eyes had thoroughly rolled up into her skull, far too gone to her newfound submission. “God, sis. You’re such a slut~” Jack said as he rubbed the sore spot he just spanked.

“Mhhmgmghh…” Came the incoherent pleasure-hazed mumble Jessica let out. “Yessss… Call… call me a slut… And. A goooood girl.” She said, almost sounding drunk amid the tender touch of Jack and the sharp sensation of her ass getting smacked.

“Hmm? What was that?” Jack teased, roughly squeezing her fire-red asscheek.

The big sister could only shudder against him with a fresh blush and mumble. “Please…”

“Say it louder. Tell me what you are.”

“J-Jack, please… I’m already…” Jessica whimpered, waiting for the palm to let go of her behind and come back with force.

“Say. It.” Jack said, halting all stimulation of her body.

Grunting with the energy of a pouty sibling, the shapely red wolf admitted defeat with a blushing face Jack would see in his dreams. “I’m… I’m a slut.” Sighing, closing her eyes and mentally bracing. “I’m a slut! I’m a dumb dirty slut who likes to be bent over and spanked by my dorky little brother!”

Jack could only chuckle and move his tit-groping hand to tenderly rub her chin. Turning her bashful face up to him, seeing the lust burning behind the shame was just so delightful. “Well, yes, but I wanted you to say that you are a bad girl.” Her eyes widened just in time for the next slap to sear her ass, bringing a fresh tense to the girl as she leaned harder into him with that adorable girly squeak. “And bad girls get punished. And through punishment, they become good girls again.”

SMACK, “AH~!”

“Isn’t that right, sister? I think you’ll be a good girl again in no time. In fact, I think all it will take is the rest of the night. Wouldn’t you agree?”

A combination lust-delirious, dreamy, and humiliated whimper came from the girl in his clutches as she rubbed her head against him in debased agreement.