7 Days of Incest/Day 1/Punish Rose

As good as it feels to rub against Rose's back side you have other things to worry about than just getting off right now... plus you don't want to get caught by any of your other sisters. There would be plenty of time for shenanigans like that later... right now your primary concern was to take care of Rose's attitude.

Why not both? A cheeky voice from the back of your mind said. You've always wanted to discipline a woman... why not teach Rose to be respectful?

Fuck it, why not? You respond. Day in and day out Rose gives you shit with little regard of others; often she walks around the house like she owns the damn place. Until now you have put up with it, but since you are the man of the house now, it was time to put Rose firmly in her place.

Glancing around, you notice a chair not too far away. It was positioned perfectly for what you had in mind. Acting quickly, you grab your sister roughly around the waist and yank her entirely away from the shelf. Thrown off balance and caught off guard, Rose lets out a startled yelp as she nearly falls to the ground, but your strong grip supports her weight. You drag her to where the chair is, sit down, and flip her over your knee. She struggles to lift herself up, but you press one firm hand into her middle back to hold her in place, while using the other to flip her skirt up.

"What the fuck are you doing?" Rose almost shouts, as you slide her panties down her leg. "Let me go, you sick ---AHHHH!"

THWACK! Rose lets out a startled yelp as you interrupt her little tirade by bringing your hand swooshing down upon her juicy rump. The delectable sound of you smacking her buttocks echoes around the living room, and your dick stiffens in pleasure as you watch her firm ass jiggle in response to the blow.

"I've had enough of your bullshit," You say to her, raising your hand above your head a second time.

THWACK! Rose yelps again, tears coming to her eyes.

"You need to remember to show respect to the members of your family," You say.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! THWACK! Rose was weeping now, but more from the humiliation of being spanked than from the pain.

"While mom and dad are out, I am in charge here. Do you understand me?" You ask her, raising your hand once more.

Rose nods sullenly, completely speechless. Only for her to whimper a few more times as you smack her ass a couple more times.

THWACK! THWACK! THWACK!

"I can't hear you Rose," You say, raising your hand once more. "Do you understand me?"

"Yes!" Rose cries.

"Good," You say. "Now, will you listen?"

"Yes! Now please let me up!"

You are proud that Rose at least appears willing to listen. However, you are not certain whether you can trust her. On the one hand, now that you've laid down the law, letting her up as a measure of good faith may make her more willing to cooperate; but on the other hand... she could easily be lying just to get away from you. If such is the case, it may be a good idea to give your sister a few more spankings to encourage her to cooperate.

Hoping that your previous disciplining was enough, you decide to let her go. You pull up Rose's panties, flip her skirt back down, and let her stand up.

"Now then, as I said earlier, you can continue listening to your music, but keep the volume low. Will you do so?" You ask as you stand back up.

Rose looks up into your eyes with anger, her cheeks burning with humiliation, her dark with eyes glittering with... mischief? Or was it something else?

"No, I don't think so, Jake."

Standing up, you cross your arms and try your best at looking like a "disappointed" parent. "What was that?"

"If you think that smacking my ass a few times is how you're going to boss me around," Rose says with a malicious smirk plastered on her face, "then you're both dull and dumb; at least, I can think of a couple more interesting things that I could've done in your shoes."

"Well then," you reply, your mind now entering the eye of a storm. Your voice is so deceptively serene that it even throws Rose's confidence for a moment.

Calmly, you stride over and grab her once again. Spluttering and protesting in surprise, Rose helplessly struggles in your arms as you drag her to the couch this time.

"Maybe it is a blunt instrument, but I think the solution here is more spanking!"

A cheeky grin forms on your face as you plop down on the couch and lay Rose face down across your lap. Flipping her dress up to expose her delectable buttocks for the second time that evening, you decide to keep her panties in place this time.

"Let's count to ten," you tell her.

Thwack! "One!" you chirp, smacking her ass somewhat lightly. You think you'll try pacing yourself this time.

"Aargh, fuck! Let me go you bastard!" Rose growls.

Thwack! "Two!" Thwack! "Three!"

You pause for a long moment and feel her brace herself in response. After nearly a minute, Rose relaxes and glares back at you with a taunting look that seems to ask, "Are you done yet?" You aren't entirely sure if that's the case, but you the truth is that you don't care. Instead, you wait for the moment when she unclenches herself and then: Thwack!

"Augh! Dammit!" Rose yells.

Thwack! "Four! Five!"

A second passes. "That was only--" Thwack! "--Ah!"

Thwack! Thwack! "See," you say, "I wouldn't have to do this if you weren't so ill-behaved."

"Fuck y--Ah!" Thwack! Thwack!

"Language; Now how many was that?"

"Ten! That was ten you bas--Argh!" Thwack! Thwack!

"I said, 'Language.' Now, since you made me lose count, let's start over."

"No!"

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

By this point, Rose gave up resisting and simply takes her spankings in silence even as you count them off.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

As your hand claps against Rose's ass for a final time, you hold it tight against that juicy ass cheek, massaging and fondling the thick bun as it practically glows scarlet. Rose sniffles and buries her face deeper into the cushion, unable to look her brother in the eye after that kind of humiliation. You continue to explore and play with Rose's ass, idly enjoying the feel of it against your palms as you ponder the mysteries of her feminine mind. Was she even aware of your more lecherous intentions? You wondered.

At some point during your musings, your hand must've strayed dangerously close to her crotch, because you could feel the warmth emanating from her snatch. Your cock, already semi-hard from dominating Rose as you have, goes into overdrive at the feel of her heat. The implication that, even though she was mostly pained and humiliated, Rose was enjoying this on some level, was certainly encouraging to your mind.