Spanking Sister

by Lita Gyle

Book Cover: Spanking Sister

Troy is tired of Gina’s bratty behavior. He gives her a spanking she clearly needs, but it escalates from simple discipline to a forbidden, taboo passion that blazes between the siblings. His little sister is begging to take the big load he has for her into her fertile, unprotected body, and what kind of brother would he be if he denied her every thick, long inch?


Troy was steaming with rage. He didn’t think his sister had ever made him this angry before. She’d taken off, leaving him to bear the brunt of their parents’ anniversary dinner alone. No one enjoyed spending time with the Bennetts, their children included. She hadn’t even called to ditch dinner. She’d just sent a quick text about something coming up.

Fortunately, Gina had the tracking service turned on for her phone, and he found her current location, arriving just in time to see her entering a motel room with some loser. He parked his car in the lot and ran to the room. The door was closed by the time he got to the room Gina had entered, but he kicked it, and the entrance slammed open.

Troy crossed the threshold, briefly amused at the terrified look on the little shit’s face. The boy had turned pale and was half-hiding behind Gina, who just looked annoyed. “I told you I didn’t want to go to their dinner party, so go away.”


Staring down the young man, he said one word, “Out.” Without even glancing at Gina, he grabbed a bag off the bed and darted around Troy, running the entire way.

Rage still coursed through Troy, along with another emotion he didn’t want to examine too closely. With a decisive click, he closed the door firmly, watching his sister without bothering to hide his anger.

She glared at him, her blue eyes smoldering. “Why can’t you just leave me alone, Troy? I told you I wasn’t going weeks ago.”

Troy unfastened his suit jacket, pulling it off and draping it over a chair, as he walked toward her. “You told me you weren’t, and I told you that you were. You agreed, only to bail at the last minute. What kind of sister leaves her brother to the mercy of our folks, especially to fuck someone in a cheap hotel?”

She scrunched her nose. “I met him through that hookup app. I didn’t know it was going to be a dump.”

Troy sighed. “It doesn’t matter if it’s a dump or the Ritz. You could have been in danger.”

Gina rolled her eyes. “I don’t need protecting, so ease up on the big brother crap. What’s the worst that could happen?”

He literally saw red for a moment, and it wasn’t from the crimson of her bra, since she had apparently had time to take off her shirt before he busted in. It was pure fury at her willful stupidity. “What’s the worst that could happen?” Ripping off his tie, which made her eyes widen nervously, he stalked toward her. “The worst is someone could grab you.” He picked her up, turning her writhing body in his arms as he did so. “They could pin you to a wall.” Troy pushed her against the plain white wall. “Before you could stop them, they could tie you up.” He wound his tie around her wrists, double knotting for good measure. “Then you’re at the mercy of whoever you stupidly entered the room with. Is that what you want?”

She tugged at the tie. “I want you to untie me.” She spun around, back pressed against the wall. “When I tell Daddy you tied me up and hurt me, he’s going to disown you.”

Troy’s eyes narrowed. “I haven’t hurt you. Yet.” He sneered. “Besides, do you really want to owe Daddy anything?”

Gina swallowed, but the flicker of fear soon disappeared. “It was just that one time. He wouldn’t—”

He snorted. “He most certainly would. He was watching you take a shower while masturbating, Gina. Our own father. You asked me to protect you from that day, and I have ever since you were twelve.”

“I’m done being protected from having sex with guys my age who aren’t related to me. Your hovering is starting to get creepy—like Daddy.”

Troy was good at holding in his anger, at coping with her brattiness, but she’d pushed him too far. “Fine.” He jerked her forward, his hand around her upper arm. “You want creepy, I’ll give it to you.”

“Stop.” She struggled against his hold. “Let go of me.”

“You need some discipline, little sister.” He sat on the bed, dragging her down with him.

She landed on her stomach with an, “Oomph.” He arranged her struggling body across his lap, her ass in just the right place for his hand. Troy flipped up her skirt, briefly distracted by the sight of the tiny white thong she wore, which essentially left her ass cheeks bared. The shade of fresh cream, her rounded cheeks seemed made for the pink blush of a good spanking. His cock twitched at the thought, and he was questioning the wisdom of continuing with what he’d started when she spoke again.

“You stop this right now, Troy. You’ve proven your point.” Gina was still straining to get away.

Her demanding tone set his teeth on edge. He’d endured that same tone multiple times per day for years, and he was sick of it. Someone needed to teach her she wasn’t queen of the world, and she couldn’t make stupid mistakes just because she was young and beautiful. Troy put a restraining hand on her lower back, pushing her body more firmly against his legs. Without speaking, he lifted his hand, delivering the first solid smack of his bare palm against his sister’s naked ass.


About the Author

Lita Gyle is a filthy girl with dark fantasies she loves to share with you.

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