Post from an internet forum by user SurfGirl483:

I’m in big trouble. Yikes!

I (17F) invited my new boyfriend (17M) over while my parents were out for the evening. They were going to dinner and then a movie so I had the house to myself for a couple of hours. I had been laying out in the backyard earlier, working on my tan. I was wearing my green bikini, and decided to just keep it on so my boyfriend would have a chance to see it.

So, he arrived after my parents left, and he liked what he saw. After chatting for a few minutes, we made our way to the den in the back of our house. We ended up making out on a couch back there for a long time. Things got pretty hot and heavy. So much that apparently neither one of us heard the front door open. We were mid-kiss when I heard my name being called. I pulled away and looked up to see my parents standing there. This wouldn’t have been so bad except that when we were caught I was only wearing half of the bikini and my bf’s hand was in a place it shouldn’t be.

My dad kept his calm, but I could see in his face that he was furious. Bf got up and left, apologizing profusely on the way out. Dad told me very sternly to get up to my room and put on a shirt. I obeyed without hesitation. As I was leaving for my room, he told me to wait there, and said he’d deal with me shortly. So, here I sit waiting.

I’m really nervous about what happens next. I’m probably going to be grounded for a month or more. Maybe some terrible chores along with it. I’m not really sure. I usually stay out of trouble, especially trouble of this magnitude. I guess all I can do is wait and see. Wish me luck.

Update 1:

I’m posting this update from my phone. I’m currently lying on my bed front side down. I’ve been punished, and it was even worse than I expected. Dad came into my room, closed the door, and sat down in my desk chair. He told me, in an almost apologetic tone, that I’d have to be disciplined in a very decisive way. The next thing I knew, I was being guided into position. My hips rested on dad’s lap, and propped my butt up in the air. I realized too late that I hadn’t changed clothes completely and was still wearing my bikini bottoms. They don’t cover as much of my butt as my panties, and this quickly became a problem for me.

The first few swats rained down in a somewhat steady rhythm, Without thinking I reached back with my right hand to protect myself. This was a big mistake. Dad caught my wrist with his left hand and pinned it to the small of my back for the duration. The spanking resumed, and it was so much harder than I expected. It went on for a few minutes straight. Dad paused briefly to scold me for a moment, then started back again. He landed swats everywhere, and made a point to get a lot of them in all of my extra tender areas. I yelled out a combination of grunts, groans and apologies. He paused again and asked me if I was ever going to do something like this again. I assured him that I wasn’t. I hoped that would be the end of it, but he continued the hard licks for another couple of minutes.

I was out of breath by the time he stopped for good. It felt like he’d been spanking me for an hour, but it turned out to be only ten minutes. After I stood up, dad got up and hugged me before he left the room. I wiped away a few tears and then laid down on my bed. I don’t think I could sit comfortably right now. The spanking ended about fifteen minutes ago, but I can still feel the sting from it.

Update 2:

It took just over a half hour for the burn to subside. I got up and took my bottoms off. Then I walked over to the mirror, and turned around, looking over my shoulder. I’m not gonna lie, it looks really bad. On both sides the area from the top of my butt to a couple of inches down the backs of my thighs is cherry red. I changed clothes and sat down. While sitting is not excruciating, I am still a little tender back there.

I’m determined that I’m never going to get myself in this much trouble again.

Update 3:

It’s been a couple of days since my punishment. My backside has faded to a light pink that should probably be gone in a day or two. My parents consider the matter settled and all is forgiven. They’ve decided that I can still keep seeing my boyfriend as long as I behave appropriately.

I called him earlier to tell him the good news, and give him an update as to what transpired after he left that night. He apologized and said he felt really bad about me getting into so much trouble over that. I told him that it was alright, and I didn’t hold anything against him. He still felt guilty about it, so I invited him over to talk about it in person. He said he’d like that but he had to do something first and asked if he could come by in about an hour. I told him that was fine.

He came over an hour later and we sat outside in the chairs on our front porch. I noticed that he winced when he sat down. I asked if he was alright, and he said that he was just a little sore. I asked what happened then. He said that he felt partly at fault for the punishment I got. So, he took a belt out of his closet and went to have a talk with his dad. It took me a second to put two and two together, but I understood what he meant. I love this guy. Next time we go on a date, I’m buying him dinner.

The End

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