Chilton Academy (Spanking Story)

Late Night Highs and Sunday Prayers

-CeCe's POV-

Tears were streaming down my face even before Nick landed the last licks on the sensitive underside of my ass, but those sealed the deal. I had definitely just gotten the worst spanking I had ever received, and it was from Nick. I would have expected it from Joe, the one I had until now considered to be the worst but not my youngest brother, he avoided using the belt at all cost, he must hate me right now. I half expected him to storm out after he was done. Instead, he dropped the belt and pulled me into a hug. I buried my face into his shoulder and cried, partly because of the punishment and partly from the relief of knowing he didn't hate me.

"Im s-sorry." I managed to stutter out between sobs. He took a deep, ragged breath and sighed before kissing the top of my head.

"We'll talk about this tomorrow. Get some sleep, ok?" he said, his forehead pressed to the top of my head. I nodded, and he kissed my head again, "Love you."

"Love you too."

I could see the tears in Nick's eyes, and it made me want to cry that much more. He gave me a squeeze before grabbing the belt off the floor and walking to my door. "I'll see you in the morning," he said, opening the door.

I nodded, wiping my face with the back of my hand as I attempted to swallow the knot that had formed in my throat.

"Goodnight, baby girl." he said, his voice sad as he pulled the door closed.

"Night," I mumbled, picking up my desk chair and placing it back at my desk.

The second the door shut, my tears started flowing again. I was mad, at myself more than anything, mad that I had been so stupid and snuck out, mad that I got caught, mad that I had upset Nick, and then of course there was the throbbing burning pain radiating across my ass and thighs...that also didn't help.

I tried for hours to get some sleep to no avail. I could not seem to ignore the burning of my ass long enough to drift off, and when the pain finally subsided, I still couldn't get Nicks look of disappointment out of my head. When 7 am rolled around and I still had not fallen asleep, I decided to just get up for the day. At this point, it was too late to go to sleep. Throwing one leg over the side of the bed, I lazily stood and shuffled to the kitchen so deliriously tired at this point that I practically walked with my eyes closed. Joe was sitting at the counter reading the paper and cocked a brow as I shuffled in.

"Morning sunshine," he said, surprised. "What are you doing up so early?" he asked as Nick walked into the kitchen looking ragged. It made me feel even worse.

"Couldn't sleep," I mumbled.

"How late did you stay up last night?" he asked.

"She was up really late," Nick interjected. Ugh, I was not looking forward to Joe learning about my little late night outing. One brother being disappointed was bad enough. I dropped my head. "I was flying pretty high last night, and she kept me company," he added. My head shot up when I realized I was not about to be ratted out to Joe, however my momentary joy was soon blanketed by a more powerful guilt...Nicky was high last night, that's why he was awake, that's how he noticed I was gone, he had come to wait it out with me and I wasn't there. And the worst sister in the world award goes to me. I looked at Nick, my eyes both thankful and apologetic; he smiled weakly and nodded, signaling he understood.

"I never went to sleep," I said, rubbing my eyes, willing them to open fully...I was not successful.

Nick poured a bowl of cereal and set it on the counter top next to Joe. "Eat," he instructed, pointing to the bowl before placing the milk back inside the fridge. I've never been a breakfast eater, to be honest I have personal issues with it being deemed the "most important meal of the day" in my opinion morning meals and anything to do with daytime before the hour of 10 am should be outlawed.

I crinkled my nose in distaste. "It's ok, I'm good," I said, turning it down. I was not in the mood to produce the energy to blink, let alone eat.

"Sit!" Both Joe and Nick ordered in unison. This was almost a daily routine by now. They would try to get me to eat breakfast, I would politely decline, and the request would be escalated to an order that, depending on my level of resistance, would also include threats of grounding. This was a battle I never won, I blame diabetes. Since big D entered the picture, Nick's life (literally) has revolved around monitoring food; unfortunately for me he also tended to monitor mine as well and has grown increasingly concerned with me skipping meals and my odd eating habits. I decided not to argue and sat down, immediately wincing as the hard seat made contact with my recently punished backside.

"Why didn't you go to sleep?" Joe asked, not noticing my discomfort in sitting as he continued to read the paper.

I shrugged and spooned a bite of cereal into my mouth. "I dunno," I said, my mouth full of cereal, "just couldn't fall asleep." Joe nodded, only half paying attention. I quickly shoved a few more bites of cereal into my mouth and stood from the stool."Im gunna go take a shower," I said, taking my bowl to the sink and quickly making my exit. Nick walked out of the kitchen and called out for me as I was hitting the stairs, I turned to face him.

"You and I are going to have a talk after church," he said, his voice low, obviously so Joe wouldn't hear.

When we walked into church, I immediately made a b-line for Morgan, who stood in her usual spot, greeting the congregation as they arrived next to her father, our pastor. I immediately threw my arms around her shoulders pulling her into a hug "I was with you till two" I whispered simply in her ear and pulled out of my hug just as Joe and Nick walked up behind me. I shook her father's hand and quickly made my way to the sanctuary, praying to God she heard what I had said. There was no doubt in my mind that Nick would be checking on my story about being with Morgan last night. Without her confirmation, my lie would be exposed.

Dear God,

Please don't let him find out I lied. Amen

Sure, maybe it was morally wrong to pray that someone else would lie to back up my lie, but at this point, I was desperate.

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