SORORITY SPONSOR 3

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After finishing dancing from foot to foot but still rubbing away furiously on our fiery red bottoms, Amy and I caught each others eyes and words were needless as we both realised Megan was B-U-S-T-E-D.....Busted!!! We both immediately turned our attention to Megan who looked as though she saw a ghost. Her eyes were welling up with tears, she was wringing her hands over and over and not only was her bottom lip quivering, her whole chin seemed to be twitching. She was a wretched sight and for an instant I really felt sorry for her until all the memories of Megan enjoying my and my pledge mates punishments came crashing down on me. Now I still felt her nervousness but was extremely curious how she liked the tables turned in her direction.

Luckily for Stacey, not so much for poor Megan, Megan had her long brown hair tied neatly back into a ponytail. Stacey took hold of the taller brunettes hair and yanked so hard I thought the ponytail would follow her and Megan would be left behind, but instead her charge had no choice but to be led by her big sister to the empty wall in the kitchen that I was far too familiar with. Still having a death grip on Megan's pony tail, Stacey turned to Alanah and asked, "Would it be ok with you if I took a page from your book and use nose and toes?"

"Go right ahead Stacey, it'd be my pleasure," Alanah answered back using the exact phrase Megan had far too happily used not but ten minutes earlier when asked to retrieve the paddles to be used on Amy and I. Once Stacey had deposited Megan against the wall with her nose holding the paper to the wall, and the tips of her toes touching the wall with her feet together, she used her palm to pepper Megans pajama covered bottom twenty times instructing her to "Stay there little Miss perfect until I figure out just what it is you deserve." Megan not being familiar with being the one in her position of being punished nodded her head yes instead of keeping her head still and replying "Yes Miss." Of course Stacey was not at all happy when the paper dropped to the floor. Picking it up and readjusting Megan back to suit her, Stacey again peppered her bottom and asked, "Do you understand me now little Miss Perfect?" This time Megan wised up and in a high pitched nervous tone answered correctly "Yes Miss."

I did stifle back a smile knowing it would not be in my best interest to provoke any attention my way. I guess with all the attention being doted on Megan, Alanah and Ashley had forgotten about Amy and I because we were still watching this entire spectacle bare bottomed. Neither one of us wanted to make any moves to put ourselves in the position to join Megan so we were excercising patience awaiting instruction. Finally Alanah must have noticed our pajamas and panties around our knees and she leaned and put her lips next to my ear and whispered, "Becky, Sweety you can pull up your pants now." Ashley put her lips to Amy's ear and I couldn't hear what she said but I assume it was similar because Amy returned her pajamas back to normal.

Megan was left in the nose and toes position while the three sponsors went to the adjoining room, I guess to discuss what should be done about Megan's behaviour, but still in sight so they could keep a close eye on her. Being pledges we were not invited in on the discussion but rather left behind in the kitchen with Megan. We could see and hear Megan's distraught as she stood against the wall still rubbing her hands together on top of her head and whimpering softly, "I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do, I've never been punished before. Not here, not by Mommy, never." Over and over she whimpered, barely audible probably thinking we could not make out what she was saying.

The three sponsors then returned to the kitchen together and Stacey, being quite a bit shorter than Megan, had to stand on tiptoes to get close to Megan's ear and stated firmly through clenched teeth, "You have twenty more minutes in this position young lady. Enjoy them because you won't like what's coming your way next." That news must have really upset Megan because she started with a renewed flurry of sobbing and stating her uncertainty of handling her punishment. Stacey ignored her pleas and came back to join the rest.

I know Megans feeling of being the one in nose and toes but now it was a totally different feeling being one of the ones on the other side of it. Poor megan was left to serve her time out while the rest of us used that time to go about our normal breakfast routine. Cereal was eaten, coffee and juice was drank, and it felt like a normal morning with the usual breakfast conversation except it was hard not to notice the elephant in the room, Megan serving her time out. I guess she picked the wrong time to get put in her first punishment because the twenty more minutes Stacey had promised her turned into thirty by the time we all finished and cleaned up. I remember my thirty minutes and felt sorry for Megan having had to serve fourty.

Stacey turned her attention to the miscreant on the wall saying, "Megan you are excused from the wall. Come over to me and listen carefully." Megan was a poor sight with nervous tears in her eyes and still with a quivering lip. She obeyed and stood obiediently next to Stacey. "Have you ever had your little fanny properly spanked in you life?" Stacey asked. "No Miss, never before and I don't," more tears and more cracking in her voice, "I don't want it now," Megan begged.

"Well it shows. Not only did you go into a bar underage but I've had my eye on you the last two months and am not at all happy with your sneaky behaviour and your superior attitude. It doesn't matter what you want I am going to give you what your mother should have years ago. Maybe you wouldn't be the little brat you are if she did." Stacey then grabbed Megan by her ponytail once again and pulled her to the armless chair that was pulled to the center of the kitchen, sat down and pulled Megan across her lap. "You will learn that the world doesn't revolve around you" she scolded as she rained down spanks across Megan's pajama clad bottom. "When I'm through with you you will be a good girl with respect for the senior sisters as well as your pledge class," all the while laying on spank after spank to Megan's upturned bottom.

Megan having never been spanked before did not have the first clue how to handle it. She bucked and kicked and squealed while just being hand spanked with a covered bottom until she found her way off the much smaller Stacey's lap. As she sits on one hip on the floor bawling Stacey rises and chides, "Obviously I'm too small to keep you over my knee but that doesn't get you off the hook young lady. Up you get," and using the natural leash Megan provided she grabbed the ponytail once again and led her into the main room and guided her over the arm of the sofa so her pelvis rested on the cushioned arm. Megan's pajamas and panties were yanked down by Stacey and Megan begged "no no no no no you can't. You just can't. This isn't fair. sob sob sob. This just isn't fair." Megan's bottom was a nice shade of pink from the hand spanking but hardly anything to sob about but I assumed she was overwhelmed by her first experience.

"What is not fair is you having the superiority complex and getting away with an attitude," Stacey scolded as she picked up a leather belt and doubled it over in her hand. Swish, Crack, the leather came across Megan's now bare bottom and bit into her flesh and left a red stripe right in the middle surrounded by the pink glow from Staceys hand. Once again Megan kicked and bucked but managed to stay in position across the couch. Five more lashes came to Megans bottom and she decided she couldn't take any more and threw herself on the floor, again on one hip rubbing her whipped butt.

"Becky. Amy," Stacey turned to us, "Once I get her back over the couch I want one to hold her ankles still and one to stretch her arms out and hold her wrists still. This little girl will learn a lesson even if it takes all day." I had the duty of holding her wrists while Amy crouched down low and bear hugged her ankles tight so poor Megan could not move freely. Stacey took her position again beside her charge and began whipping Megan's bottom with the belt until she felt she had learned her lesson well.By the time she finished Megan was defeated and sobbing uncontrollably, laying limp. So limp in fact I hardly had to restrain her towards the end. All together she got twenty licks, five on her own and fifteen with us holding her in position. Hardly as much as Amy and I felt an hour earlier but I guess the big sisters know just what a girl can take and being Megan's first foray into discipline Stacey figured she had enough. I sure wasn't gonna say anything, my Mama didn't raise a fool, because I didn't want to find myself in the same position having a tender bottom already.

Stacey having seen the change in Megan's attitude helped her up and instead of leading her by her hair she gently held her hand and led her to the kitchen dining table. "Pull up your pajamas and have a seat Megan," Stacey instructed. Megan with a pouty look pulled up her garments and sat down whimpering when her whipped bottom came in contact with the hard wooden chair. Stacey placed a notebook and pen in front of her and instructed in a much calmer and maternal tone, "Megan Dear, I want no less than a thousand word essay on why it is important to be supportive of your pledge class rather than feeling superior. Why you should not expect special treatment and the importance of being a part of this family, Our sorority."

Sniffling and obedient Megan said, "Yes Miss I will. May I say something?" "Yes Dear," Stacey answered. "You sponsor sisters really find the right punishments to fit the crime."

Megan sat at that table for three hours writing furiously. I could have hand written a thousand word essay in fourty five minutes but I found out later Megan went above and beyond and wrote pages upon pages on how her behaviour was wrong and how she will change. I wish I could have read that essay to know what was really in it but I was never privileged to that information. All I know is when Megan handed it to Stacey she stood beside the chair where Stacey sat and waited for her to finish. Upon Staceys completion she rose to her feet and hugged her little sister and kissed her cheek three times and said, "I'm proud of you Megan, I think you are on your way to being a valuable member of our sorority." Megan smiled. Megan smiled and for the first time since I met the tall girl, from pride. She smiled for love. She smiled for all the right reasons rather than when I seen her smile out of spite. I like her new smile. I like it a lot and I think I'm going to let her know just that.

[Often123]

Megan has finally learned, and I like the smile for love she showed at the end. Stacey's spanking wasn't above what she could take for a first time. This is a ver good series, and hope you will continue it. I was also impressed by the good hand spanking to warm her up.

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Thank you for your kind words and encouragement. This is my first attempt at writing anything and I am glad you liked it.

[Often123]

You're quite welcome, and I'm even more impressed by your saying this was a first attempt. Well done.

[AuntRobertaStrict]

I would like more of this and similar stories.