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His final exam of his first semester in college had come to an end, and Dave was looking forward to going up north to visit his dad for Christmas. Dave's parents had gotten divorced a few years ago, but Dave's father got remarried in the summer right before he moved to college.

Other than the wedding, Dave had not spent much time with his step mom nor her daughters. His step mom, Miss Aubrey, was a wealthy lawyer who had relocated her practice to his hometown several years ago. Miss Aubrey had two daughters. Christy, a senior in college and Katie, a freshmen in college like Dave. Katie was going to a community college close by for a year, then transferring, so she lived with Dave’s father and step-mom.

After a six hour car ride, Dave approached his hometown. It was around 7pm on Friday when he checked his voicemail to find that his father and step mom had gone to the airport to pick up Christy and would be back around 10pm. His father also mentioned that Katie was out of town for the weekend with her friends, and that Dave would have to make himself comfortable while everyone was gone.

Dave had not been to his father’s new house yet. It was in a secluded, private gated community. Dave walked around inside, curious to check out the new house. He wondered where he would be sleeping. After some time he found an empty room, and moved his luggage there. He noticed the room next to his was open.

This had to be Katie's room. It was filled with pictures of her and her friends, medals and plaques from academic achievements. She also had a few gold medals from her time as a competitive cheerleader in high school. Katie was a little above average height for a girl, had dyed blonde hair, and was fit. Dave had not spent much time with Christy or Katie yet, but he found them both pretty, like their mom.

As he was leaving Katie's room, Dave noticed that her one of her drawers was slightly open. One glance told him it was her underwear drawer. He knew he shouldn't check it out but it would be a few hours until anyone was at the house.

He couldn't help himself, and started going through her bras and panties, a large assortment of shapes, cuts, colors, and textures. Dave noticed that she had a lot of lace and a lot of skimpy thongs. This surprised him, as Katie had been portrayed as a conservative and shy girl. Dave threw a few pairs of panties on her pink bed spread.

The more he touched the silk and lace, the more he wanted to try some of the panties on. He took off his pants and boxers, then grabbed a pair of cheeky, black lacy panties. He liked the way the fabric felt against his package and butt. He took those off and put on a blue and white striped cotton string bikini. Finally he put on one of her many lacy pink thongs. All of this dressing and undressing made him get aroused, and he began to masturbate.

He stood and checked himself out in the mirror just as the door to Katie's room opened.

Dave froze as his stepmother came in and caught him in only Katie’s thong and a t-shirt. "Oh! Miss Aubrey. I-I-I thought you and my father were gone," he stuttered.

She looked him up and down. "What the hell are you doing? Why are you wearing Katie's panties!"

"I don't know,” he cried, and it was the truth. “I was curious. I'm so sorry! Please don't tell my father or Katie!”

Dave didn't know too much about his new step mom, but he had heard that she was a stern woman who was strict on Katie and Christy while they were growing up. She was a tall brunette woman. Very pretty and well built, with powerful looking legs. In her mid forties she was still attractive to Dave, but at the moment he was terrified.

"Dave, I can't believe I'm seeing this. Your father has spoken so highly of you. This is so disappointing.” Miss Aubrey put one hand to her forehead. “I felt a cold coming on and decided to stay home and take a nap. Now I wake up to find you in Katie's room trying on her panties. I don't know what to say or do with you right now."

"I'm so sorry Miss Aubrey. I'll put everything up and go to my room at once. Just please don't tell anyone about this.” Dave started to take off Katie's thong.

"Wait." Miss Aubrey put out her hand. "This is entirely unacceptable behavior for a boy your age, or a boy period. This needs to be a learning moment for you so this sort of behavior never happens again. Sit on the chair beside Katie's bed. Take your shirt off and keep her panties on. I'll be right back."

Miss Aubrey left the room. Dave sat in Katie's chair wearing nothing but Katie's lacy, pink thong. He wondered what Miss Aubrey was going to do. To make matters worse he still had a semi erection.

After a minute or so Miss Aubrey returned to Katie's room. She was wearing thin, red, silky pajamas. Dave could see the outline of her bra. He could tell she was a thong underneath her pajamas. In her right hand she held a wooden hairbrush.

"Dave," Miss Aubrey began, "this has been an almost traumatic event for me."

Dave sat there attentive, embarrassed, and aroused.

"You have two options. The first option is I tell your father and let him deal with this matter. I can't promise that Katie won’t find out either. This is an invasion of her privacy. Your other option is that you submit to a spanking."

"What!" Dave exclaimed. "A spanking? But-but you can't do that. I'm not a child."

"Don’t you talk back to me, Dave. There must be consequences for actions like this. As for your age, you seem to be acting like a little girl in panties. I'm going to count to 5 and you better make up your mind by then, 1...2...3..."

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry. We don't have to do this. Please! Please Miss Aubrey!” pleaded Dave, scared and shaking.

"You need to have your bottom punished for your behavior. Stand up and bring that chair with you to the front of the bed."

Dave dragged the chair into place, his head down, aware of wearing nothing but a little lacy thong that didn't cover anything. Miss Aubrey sat on the chair and pulled Dave to her side.

"Now, get your butt over my lap and don't move," stated Miss Aubrey with a tug on his arm.

Without a word, Dave went over, head down, bottom up. The chair was high and she had large thighs so Dave's feet barely even touched the floor. He was draped over her lap with his helpless quivering butt in the air. Miss Aubrey smacked him with the hairbrush across his exposed butt cheeks. He let out a shout.

"You,"

spank

"better,"

spank

"never,"

spank

"let me,"

spank

“catch you,"

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"wearing any panties ever again young man!"

SPANK SPANK SPANK

"Owww! Please stop! I'll never wear panties..."

spank

"again, pleeeease!"

spank

Miss Aubrey gave Dave a fury of swats on his backside. His panty clad bottom wiggled in agony.

"Pleeease stop!"

SPANK SPANK SPANK

The impact of the brush turned Dave's butt hot. "Oh that's very nice, Dave," said Miss Aubrey. "Your butt is starting to match those cute panties you have on. Pretty soon your butt will match my pajamas."

smack smack smack smack

"Miss Aubrey! I'll never do this again I promise!"

"Oh, I know it won't, because I plan to spank the sissy out of you. No stepson of mine is going to be wearing panties."

smack smack smack smack Dave felt the burn. He knew he was not getting out of this punishment.

"Dave, I cannot believe I'm having to spank you over my knee. I haven't had to spank anyone since the girls were in middle school. And they didn't squeal as much as you do. I spanked them naked with this same brush but your naughty behind gets the small benefit of panties. Of course you have to choose the smallest pair that expose your bare bottom the most.” She punctuated every third word with a spank.

Dave stopped squirming around, and became but a punished rag doll with his burning ass up in the air at the mercy of Miss Aubrey's menacing brush. Tears started to fall and he couldn’t suppress a whimper.

"Yes, crying is good. Let it out. Cry all you want, but we aren't finished. You know you still need to be spanked more right and that you deserve this punishment?" said Miss Aubrey sinisterly.

Dave was too choked up to respond. "I-I-"

spank spank spank spank

"Stand up," commanded Miss Aubrey. "Go stand in the corner until I come back. Compose yourself and don't touch your bottom. I'll be back shortly."

Dave wen to the corner, helpless and reduced to a sore bottom and tears by his new step mom. He stood in his new stepsister’s room wearing her panties and thinking about he he’d been spanked like a bad little girl.

Miss Aubrey returned and to Dave's worst fears, was holding a belt.

"Bend over the bed. Legs straight, feet on the ground. Put you elbows on the bed. I’m going to give you five lashes with the belt. I better not hear you complain. Understand?"

"Yes Ma'am," was all Dave could muster.

He bent over the bed and awaited his stepmom's belt.

"After each stroke you are to count and repeat, boys who wear panties get spanked. Understand?"

"Yes Ma'am."

"Let's begin."

SWISH SMACK

"OWWW!"

"Dave what are you supposed to say? We're going to have to restart."

SWISH SMACK

"One, boys who wear panties get spanked."

SWISH SMACK

"Two, boys who wear panties get spanked."

SWISH SMACK

"Three, boys who wear panties get spanked."

Dave was helplessly crying.

SWISH SMACK

"Four, boys who wear panties get spanked."

SWISH SMACK

Dave choked and hesitated.

"Dave, what are you supposed to say?" asked Miss Aubrey in a cold voice.

"Five, boys....who....wear....panties get spanked."

"Dave I want you to go stand in the corner for thirty minutes, nose touching the corner, hands behind your back. No touching your red spanked bottom. And yes, keep the panties on. This isn't over yet."

He stood miserably until she returned, carrying a glass of wine.

"Now Dave, it's 8:30. Your father should be arriving with Christy by 9:30. I just spoke with him. Put your clothes on, drive down to the mall, and buy Katie a new pair of that exact same thong you have on right now. You are to wear the thong under your pants to the mall and back. You need to be back within an hour. Do you understand?"

Dave nodded.

He dressed and headed to the mall, where he found the same exact pink thong he had taken from Katie's drawer. When Dave got home he noticed that there was a car in the driveway he didn't recognize. When he got into the living room he saw Miss Aubrey and Katie having what appeared to be a serious conversation.

"Dave, come here. I was telling Katie about you snooping around in her panty drawer and trying on her thongs. Did you get her a new pair?"

He stared at her in shock then said, "Yes Ma'am. I did."

"Good. Go put it in her drawer. Oh and Dave, I have additional clothes for you laid out on Katie's bed. Put them on."

Katie didn't say anything. She just stared at him with wide eyes and open mouth.

Upstairs Dave found one of Katie's old, skin-tight spandex cheerleader outfits waiting for him. He struggled into it. When he went downstairs, Miss Aubrey and Katie were sitting on the couch.

Miss Aubrey looked at Katie, handed her the hairbrush, and said, “Your turn. It’s time you learned to deliver a proper spanking."

Dave groaned.