Bratty Brianna

Brianna was being a brat. She knew it. Her girlfriend Kiara knew it. Everyone who came in contact with her knew it. She was in full out bratty bitch mode and Kiara knew there was only one way to stop it. Unfortunately, they had a party to go to tonight, so it would have to wait until after that, or even tomorrow if they were too tired.

Kiara went straight from work to the gym. She dressed for the party there. She slipped into her sharp brown pant suit. Her matching messenger boy hat sitting atop her cropped hair. She was meeting Brianna there. It was their friend Steve's birthday. They had known him for about four years now, since they had met him right after they moved in together.

When she got to Steve's house Brianna was already there. She looked smoking hot in her short little red plaid shirt and white crop top that you could see her nipples straight through. She had on her knee socks, of course, and those cute marry jane's. Her hair was in pig tails. She was even dressed as the quintessential schoolgirl brat. She was also wearing her collar. The black one with the O-ring on the front that Kiara had bought her for her birthday. She did look downright delicious.

She had already had a drink or two, so she wasn't thinking much about how loud and obnoxious she was being. It doesn't matter how cute you look. When you are acting like an ass people get tired of it real quick. She came over, hooked her finger through the ring on Brianna's collar, and pulled her to the side.

"We both know that you are going over my knee at the first available opportunity. That doesn't mean you get to act like an ass until then. Watch your behavior because your friends love you and they deserve to be treated better than this."

Kiara looked her in the eyes and hoped that she had made her point clear. Brianna shrugged and said "ok." Kiara let go of her collar and sent her off, but not before grabbing a handful of her ass as she turned around.

Most everyone had arrived, and the music was up when it happened. Steve had bumped into Brianna on the dance floor, and she started going off on him. At his own birthday party. In front of all of their friends. Over an accident. Everyone was staring after a few seconds and the last thing Kiara heard was "It's not like you're ever getting laid!"

Now Steve was asexual and shy about it. Brianna knew this. She knew how hurtful it would be to him. Steve turned bright red. Kiara had made her way across the room before the rest of the party had fully registered what had happened. She was livid and it was the very last straw. She had Brianna hoisted up over the back of the couch so quickly she didn't even have time to protest.

Kiara looked at Steve and said "I need your belt." Steve took it off and handed it to her. He figured out why he was handing it to her just a few seconds after it came out of his last belt loop. Kiara doubled it over and raised Brianna's skirt.

At this point Brianna was thinking two things. "Uh oh," and "I should have worn panties."

Kiara paused a bit when she saw her partner's bare ass exposed over the top of Steve's couch. Well, I guess everyone is getting more of a show than they expect.

Kiara pulled her arm back and swung the belt as hard as she could into Brianna's butt. It landed with a loud crack and left an angry red mark right across the center of her cheeks. This wasn't a fun maintenance spanking at this point, it was a punishment, and both women knew it.

Kiara's next blow was firmly placed across Brianna's upper thighs. She screamed at this one, and kicked her legs, but she knew better at this point than to try to move. She wasn't going to cry though. Just to show her.

Kiara knew better though. She knew the brat needed to be broken to bring her lover back. She knew Brianna wasn't a mean person, and she would feel so much guilt when she came back around. Steve needed and deserved that sincere apology.

So, Kiara delivered blow after blow as the entire party watched. Brianna wasn't used to this kind of intensity. She liked to be spanked, needed it even, but this wasn't fun sexy time. It hurt. The longer it went on the more it hurt and the more Brianna came to realize that she was draped over a couch in front of all of her friends, fully exposed and getting spanked like a little girl. For - OMG I said THAT! It was at that moment that the tears came. It was that moment that the brat dropped. She had hurt someone she loved.

Kiara felt that brat energy finally give way. She was glad. She really didn't like whipping Brianna like this. This wasn't the fun kind of spanking that ended in orgasms. Her ass was red and welted already, and she needed more. She needed to sink into the punishment. She landed ten more blows before she realized that she was starting to physically tire. She looked back at Steve.

"How old are you this year Steve?"

"Twenty-six."

"Good, then why don't you finish her off with twenty-six good hard swats." She handed him the belt.

Brianna felt herself blush all over. No one but Kiara had spanked her before, and she had certainly never been spanked by a man. She knew she deserved it though, after what she said to him.

He approached her from the side. He hadn't ever spanked anyone before. Despite still being upset about what Brianna had said to him, it was a beautiful ass draped over his couch and he could even see her pussy lips. They were noticeably wet. Was this something that turned her on? Maybe that had something to do with the collar around her neck. He drew back his arm and swung the belt into Brianna's ass. He was stronger than Kiara, and it showed.

Brianna was already bawling, but she cried out "Oooow!"

He hesitated and looked at Kiara, but she just nodded and said, "that's one."

He brought the second one down harder. She squealed a little but didn't say anything out loud. He liked this. It felt good and he was feeling a little less angry. He brought the next five down in quick succession. Brianna screamed and tried to roll away.

Kiara came around to the front of the couch and held her arms. She looked her deep in the eyes. "You are going to take these, and you aren't going to move. Do you understand me?"

"Yes Mam. Will you hold me?"

"Of course, baby." Kiara said gently, grasping her arms firmly. She looked at Steve as he picked up where he left off.

He continued in sets of five for the next three times. There were four more. He wanted these to count. Brianna was balling by now, but Kiara held her firmly in place. Steve walked around to the other side. The last four were the hardest. Each cracked so loud it could be heard outside the house. She screamed with each of them.

"It's over," Kiara whispered in her ear.

Steve looked at Brianna's bright red mess of an ass. Those marks were not going to go away soon. They were having dinner tomorrow and he knew that she would be feeling her sore ass the whole time. That made him feel kind of warm inside. He grabbed her by the hips and picked her up off of the couch and pulled her into a hug as she stood up. "Thank you," he whispered in her ear.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it!" she said back more loudly. She looked around at her friends. "I'm so sorry."

Kiara stepped in. "I think it's time for us to go home now."

She gathered up her things and said their goodbyes. As they got to Brianna's car she pulled her into her arms and gave her a passionate kiss. "I love you."

"I know." Brianna responded. "I love you too." She got in the car and Kiara closed the door. I'll see you at home. It's bedtime.