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This is a first draft of a story. There is no guarantee that it will ever become a polished story. FIRST drafts cover most of the action, but lack details and dialogue that would make it a complete story, often have plot inconsistencies, and require more proofreading. But you might enjoy reading it and imagining the scene and action anyway, and it might help fill in gaps in the storyline in other stories.

Ten year old Kelly Anderson was met at the door by her mother as she arrived home from school. "Oh hi honey. I am going out with some of my friends for tonight. Your father will order a pizza for supper. You can have a snack, but then get on your homework."

"Yes, Mommy," Kelly smiled. "Have fun tonight," she said as she kissed her mother on the cheek.

"You just behave yourself," Kelly's mom said, as she gave a firm but playful swat to the seat of Kelly's jeans.

Kelly set her backpack on the kitchen table and headed up stairs, she stripped off her jeans and shirt and headed down stairs for her snack.

Kelly liked to run around the house in her underwear when no one was home, she was allowed to run around in her underwear when her parents were home, but she was kind of shy, her parents usually only saw her underwear when she was getting spanked, something Kelly liked to avoid if she could.

Kelly thought she looked cute in her Barbie panties and matching crop top, and wondered if Johnny Taylor would think she looked cute in them if he ever saw her like this. Johnny was the 14-year-old boy who lived in the neighboring house, and he was simply dreamy in Kelly's humble opinion.

Kelly got herself a snack of apple slices and peanut butter before starting her homework. She had just finished up the last of it and was putting her things back in her backpack when her pencil fell to the floor and rolled into the corner. Kelly picked it up and stood up thinking about all the times she had stood in that very same corner, in her underwear, waiting to be spanked. She put her pencil back in her bag and set it by the door so she would be able to find it in the morning. She went back to the corner and put her hands on her head and wondered what it would be like to be standing there waiting for Johnny Taylor to pull down her panties and spank her. She didn't know why she thought about Johnny pulling down her panties, she usually got to keep her panties up for a spanking, or why the thought of Johnny spanking her made her feel all funny between her legs.

Kelly, lost in her daydream, didn't hear her father come in the house until she heard him say, "Oh, Kelly what did you do to deserve a spanking, it has been a couple of months since I last had to spank you."

Kelly gasped, her dad thought her mom had put her in the corner to be spanked. "No Daddy, I was just thinking about something," she said, dropping her hands and turning around.

Three quick hard swats on the seat of her panties made her gasp, "You know the rules young lady, get your hands back on your head and turn around. NOW!" Three more hard swats made her obey quickly.

"It is a mistake Daddy! Mommy didn't put me in the corner. I dropped my pencil and started to daydream while standing here."

"Enough of this nonsense, young lady, you are just making things worse for yourself, tell me what you did wrong or I will give you a very harsh spanking and extra for not cooperating."

Kelly cried, "Please Daddy, you have to believe me I didn't do anything wrong, I dropped my pencil and came to the corner to get it."

"Where is your pencil, Kelly?" her father asked. Kelly looked down crestfallen, she no longer had her pencil. "So you expect me to believe that you just decided to stand in your punishment corner in your underwear for no reason at all?"

"Please Daddy," Kelly wailed, "It is the truth."

Kelly's father was perplexed, Kelly usually cooperated for a spanking, he didn't know why she wasn't this time, but was determined to make it the last time she didn't cooperate.

He went up to his bedroom and got the hair brush he used to spank her and his thick leather belt, to one he never wore, but was reserved for special punishments.

Kelly could hear him in the kitchen as she cried in the corner, she couldn't do anything to make this situation any better.

"Come eat dinner before you spanking Kelly."

"Yes, sir," Kelly gasped as she turned around and saw the belt and hairbrush, she was really in for it.

Kelly and her father ate their pizza and salad in relative silence, the only excepting was the clanking of silverware on the plates and Kelly's sort crying. After she finished eating, a hard task indeed for Kelly, knowing she was facing a harsh undeserved spanking, she was sent back to the corner with three hard swats to her bottom.

Kelly stood quietly crying as she listened to her father wash the dishes and clean up the kitchen and dinning room. She heard the dinning room chair get dragged out form the dinning room table and she knew it was behind where she stood.

"Come here young lady, you had all dinner to tell me what you did wrong but I will give you one last chance, tell me."

"I didn't do anything Daddy, it is all a mistake," Kelly sobbed.

"Fine, you have never failed to cooperate before, and I am sure after this you will never fail to cooperate again," Kelly's father said. Before she could protest she was pulled over his lap and soundly spanked by his large right hand. Her protests of it being a mistake, her begging him to believe her and her pleadings for mercy failed to move him. Kelly soon just lay there and cried.

A pause in the spanking gave Kelly hope it was over, her hope was quickly dashed as she felt her panties pulled down and her father continued to spank her on her bare bottom. Thoughts about Johnny Taylor spanking her bare bottom seemed years away, as her bottom kept getting redder and redder, hotter and hotter and sorer and sorer.

Another pause, but Kelly knew what was coming, and she was proven right as the hairbrush smacked her already sore bottom, making her sob all the harder. All this time he kept telling her how disappointed her was in her for not telling him why her mother put her in the corner. Kelly realized during her long painful spanking that her story might have been more believable is her parents had seen her walk around in her underwear from time to time.

Finally Kelly felt herself lifted off her father's lap, but her punishment wasn't over yet. "Grab the seat of the chair," her father demanded.

'Oh God, I forgot the belt,' Kelly thought, she was sure she was going to get ten swats, the most her father ever gave her.

She counted to herself as her father counted out loud. "....Ten," Kelly was happy, then, "Eleven..."

'No,' Kelly cried to herself, 'he always stopped at ten.'

Her ordeal continued until she heard her daddy say, "...25."

She felt her hands placed on top of her head and she was led back to the corner. She stood there crying for a long time. When she stopped crying, she stood there waiting for her father to send her to bed. After what seemed like an eternity her father said, "Pull up your panties and go to bed, young lady. We will discuss this again tomorrow and see if you want to cooperate then."

She started to once again profess her innocence but quickly thought better of it and said, "Good night Daddy." She kissed him good night and went to bed.

That night he was shocked to hear his wife hadn't put Kelly in the corner. They could only conclude that Kelly thought she needed to be spanked, but lost her nerve to confess what she needed to be spanked for. Kelly didn't ever receive the apology she felt she deserved, but at least she didn't have to repeat her ordeal the next night.

Johnny Taylor heard the neighbors' car door slam shut. He peeked out through the curtains to see their car rolling down the drive, only the mother inside. He knew the father wouldn't be home from work for another hour or more. That meant Kelly had been left alone again. Awesome.

Nervously, but carefully, making as little noise as he could, he ran to the back of his own home, slid the glass door open, and stepped out into his back yard. He moved to his favorite spot - the place he could peek through the fence at the Andersons' house. He was in luck; the curtains on the dining room had been drawn aside and left open. Adrenalin pumping through him, he could barely hold still, as he waited. And waited. 'Come on, come on, Kelly,' he urged, 'come on, where are you?'

Finally, his patience got rewarded. There she was, his ten-year-old neighbor, Kelly Anderson, walking around in the house in her panties, that he knew she only did when her parents weren't home. Man, she was sexy. Man how he wanted to see her closer. But he knew if he just went over and asked, she'd be afraid, or even if she wasn't, she'd still obey the stupid rules every girl got from her parents, and she would never let him see her. That was certain. He watched, entranced, as she left for the kitchen, giving him a full view of her, head to foot, in nothing but her panties.

'Come on, come on, get back here, Kelly, you little...' he whispered under his breath, stopping in mid-sentence when she returned, facing him this time, giving him a wonderful view of her bare chest.

"Stop there!!" he whispered pleadingly, wanting to see her in the doorway, but she didn't hear him (no one did, thank goodness). She sat and ate some sort of snack. He watched, eagerly hoping for more.

She pulled some books out of her school backpack. Man, she was going to do her homework while sitting there in her panties! Johnny swallowed and tried to stay calm. Man, she was sexy. 'Stay calm, stay calm,' he reminded himself twice, then gave up, and just enjoyed the view through the fence. He lost track of time, and didn't care. He was definitely not calm.

'What the heck is she doing?' he wondered, when she stood and walked into the corner of the room, knelt, then stood again. Once again he could see her from head to foot, and he loved the sight. She walked to her backpack again, then oddly she returned to the corner. 'Oh god,' Johnny gasped, when she put her hands on her head. It was like she was waiting for someone to pull down her panties and give her a spanking.

She stayed there so long, Johnny stopped thinking, his instincts urging him to action and his good sense unable to stop him. He very very carefully scaled the fence, slid over the top, and down the other side, into their back yard, repeatedly glancing at the Andersons' house as he did, either to make sure she stayed in the corner instead of turning around and seeing him, or else because he couldn't tear his eyes away from her.

Very carefully, he crept to the window and peeked in the side. Kelly stood no more than ten feet from him, her back to him, her hands on her head, wearing nothing but her panties. 'Rats,' Johnny thought, 'Barbie panties,' when he was close enough to see the design. He'd seen Kelly in much much cuter panties on other nights, and had thought these were the ones with pink flowers. Oh well, that was a small disappointment he could certainly live with.

Struggling to keep his breath under control, he crouched, peeking in the window at her. 'Hey, Kelly,' he thought what he would never dare say to her for real, 'keep your hands on your head, I'm gonna pull your panties down and spank you, and then you're gonna...'

He jerked back out of sight, disappointedly cursing his bad luck, as Kelly's father entered. At least he hadn't been seen, but Johnny didn't dare try to scale the fence to escape now; he'd be in plain sight through the windows. So he stayed to the side of the window and waited. He couldn't help overhearing...

This is a rough draft of a story. There is no guarantee that it will ever become a polished story. First drafts cover most of the action, but lack details and dialogue that would make it a complete story, often have plot inconsistencies, and require more proofreading. ROUGH drafts barely even have the general ideas of what would be in the final story. But you might enjoy reading it and imagining the scene and action anyway, and it might help fill in gaps in the storyline in other stories.

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After spanking her, her dad tells Kelly he'll be in the garage working on the car, and she has to stand there in the corner until bedtime, hands on her head and her panties at her ankles, and if he comes back in and she isn't there in the corner just like that, she'll get it all over again.

Johnny from next door, who was peeking in the window at Kelly in the corner in her panties until her dad came home, overhears the whole spanking he gives her, and his final demand, of course. He knows her bedtime is 830, and it's only 7 now, so he knows she'll be standing in the corner, her back to the window, hands on her head, panties at her ankles, for well over an hour, with no one else in the room. He sneaks home and gets a video camera, comes back, and starts recording her as she stands basically naked and subdued and crying in the corner.

Her father comes back in unexpectedly, catching her rubbing her sore bottom. Johnny ducks out of sight, until her dad makes her bend over the chair again. Johnny records it all as her dad gives her another spanking over the chair, her pussy showing from behind, where he and the video camera are. He makes a GREAT video of Kelly bawling as she gets spanked, and finishes it up with her standing in the corner again, her hands on her head, her red bare bottom in view, her panties at her ankles, for the rest of the time.

The very next time Kelly gets left alone at home, instead of peeking at her through the fence, Johnny goes over to her house, knocks on her door and 'asks' her to come over to his place, saying he has something she'll be very interested in.

Hesitantly, she comes over, and he takes her up to his bedroom. Six of his friends are there, and no one else is home. He shows her the video of her bent over the chair, panties at her ankles, getting spanked, then standing in the corner with her hands on her head, panties at her ankles. She can see that all of his friends have already seen it. She tries to leave. They stop her, and he tells her he's the only one with a copy of the video, and asks her how many people she thinks he'll give the video to if she just leaves. She says "no one" but he laughs and says that's how many if she stays. He demands that she make her best guess how many people will get the video if she leaves. Finally she guesses ten, and they all laugh again. It's obviously a lot more than that.

They tell her they want to see her in the corner. She stands in the corner, and they tell her that's not how they want to see her. She knows she has to undress to her panties or they'll give the video to a lot of people. She does, then they make her take off her panties also, so she's naked.

"We want to spank you," they tell her. They make her turn around to face them, away from the wall so one guy can swing a belt behind her. They make her spread her legs apart, and they make another video of her standing with her hands on her head, legs spread, facing them, as she gets spanked. If she doesn't do what they tell her to do, from now on, they'll give the second video to a lot of people, too.

Johnny and his friends make Kelly tell her mother that she's going to play at the park after school, but come over to his place instead. But before she comes over, she has to take off all of her clothes so she's completely naked. Then instead of her going into his house like she expected (and dreaded), he makes her get into a van parked just down the street from them.

The BR&T men drive the van to the BR&T stage, where they force Kelly to go up on the stage, naked in front of dozens of men. She has to stand between two posts and let them tie her there, then they make a video as they spank her. Johnny and all of his friends get to watch.