Chapter 5

WARNING: This story contains non-consensual disciplinary spanking/ corporal punishment of minors by a young adult.

This chapter is incomplete because I lost progress editing. I'm posting it regardless. Will edit later.

Ada had far too much time on her hands for a young Shelby who had only been partially chastised. She was nowhere near humbled, if anything, she was mad at her brothers, and nothing brought out her rebellious side quite like her older brother pulling rank on her. John Shelby had no right to threaten to use a cane on her. She was not a child.

A solid hour had passed, and no one had come up to finish her punishment. The rest of the house was extremely quiet. She couldn't begin to process why John would interfere with her punishment, or for that matter, why Tommy would allow him. In any case, she was anxious, extremely strung up, and feeling quite restless.

Well if they could take this long of a break, she could as well. Not allowing herself to think too long or too hard about what she was about to do, she opened a well-oiled window and climbed out.

Ada found her way to the stables, mumbling curses at all her siblings, thank goodness she was out of earshot. She sat by a big mare who made soft horse noises, then quieted down again.

Ada felt calmer.

She opened her eyes to the sound of footsteps. Had it been ten minutes or 5 hours?

If anyone had discovered that she'd left her room, she would be in so much trouble. It would look like she had fled punishment again, and there was no way in hell she would survive Tommy's wrath then.

She snuck around and hid from the footsteps. It was only John, he was out and about, clearly looking for her because he had for some reason, a cane on him. He clearly hadn't raised an alarm because if all her brothers had been out looking for her, there would have absolutely been a massive scene.

Up against Peaches' stall, she stood silent and still, while her brother further inspected the grounds. If she could only get back in the house and claim she had gotten up for a glass of water.

John was almost gone when a rat ran across the stable, the shadow spooked a horse. He neighed loudly, and John turned back again, circling the stalls one more time. This time, he discovered his cowering sister.

He beckoned, asking her to approach him. She approached him slowly, only half believing he would actually do anything to her. He looked angry, but a tired kind of angry.

John wouldn't spank her tonight. But maybe he should. After all, he would go easier than Tommy, and she would likely be let off the hook afterward.

But would he really use that cane? At least Tommy wouldn't use the cane. But Tommy would make her sorry.

Ah so many options, such little joy.

Once out of earshot of the horses, John began to scold her. He sounded crosser with every word he said. She barely listened to him. Still groggy from her sleep, she hadnt noticed they didnt go back to the house. John had taken her instead into the garage.

"John?"

"Remember that caning I promised you"

"Like hell"

"Your misbehavior is taking a toll on Tommy, Ada. Let's get this thing out of the way now"

"Over my dead body. Over my obliterated soul, John, will you use that on me"

"There will be no negotiation, little sister. You have been an absolute terror today, and despite the chaos you've caused, you have the audacity to sneak out yet again." John pinched the bridge of his nose. "Bend over the car, Ada."

"If you make me hold you in place you won't like how it ends"

"I don't like how any of this is going to fucking end anyway."

"You can watch your fucking mouth when you speak to me, Ada Shelby, or we can wash your mouth out right now."

"Whatever, John. I'm not bending over anything. You're barely older than me, you have no right."

Five years was more than enough in John's opinion, and he had definitely been in the position over the years to administer punishment to his sister in the absence of other options. John steeled himself and snatched at her arm. She dodged out of the way, but he just barely caught her by the belt loop.

Newly incensed, John took the cane to her. Three rapid-fire strokes to the already-tender bottom of a screeching Ada, and the reality of her position dawned on her.

They were really not hard strokes, but his sister had reacted as if he had set her on fire. For her first experience with a cane, if anything, she was lucky it was him. When John had earned the cane from Aunt Polly or good heavens, Arthur, it was a rain of fire from start to finish.

Ada's hands protectively guarded her backside "JOHN! Stop!"

With no more free hands with which to restrain her, they were at a stalemate. He whipped her thigh instead. She let out a half sob. "J-john It hurtsss."
"As it should, sister. Now move those hands before I move them for you"

"You're hurting me, John" Ada refused, stamping one foot to the ground in protest.

"Do you know who else was hurt today?

Your family. Our men. Physically. With that stunt you idiots pulled. Do you know how many men we could've lost today?

You hurt all of us, breaking our trust, breaking the rules, you hurt Tommy with that bullshit about not wanting to be his sister. Why the fuck would you say that Ada?"

Ada was now sobbing more freely, hands over ass. John couldnt tell if it was agitation at the thought of her punishment, or the reminder that she was in hot water with Tommy.

John motioned for Ada to bend over, tapping the cane lightly to her thighs. She flew into hysterical tears promising, swearing, she would never disobey anyone again.

While this softened Johns resolve a little, he knew someone had to do it.
"Ada, the only way you and I get to leave this garage is after you're soundly punished."

"I want Arthur the girl sobbed" turning her back away from her elder sibling.

"John please I want Arthur!"

She had managed to walk them both to the wall of the garage at this point, and planted her backside firmly against it. While Ada's conviction was to break away and run again. Noone would let her get away with that. She would move to a different city, then. If this torturous implement was what they would use on her henceforth.

John muscled her around, and turned his sister to face the wall. As her crying got impossibly louder, he tried to quiet her down.

"It barely even touched you, Ada, calm down."

"Calm down" had the opposite effect. Her hand pinned to her back as she faced the wall, she struggled to free herself. John repositioned himself, he had never done this before. The occasional over-the-knee punishment was a little easier to do. This was very different. Harder on him emotionally, and far more difficult to execute where Ada had every intention to bolt.

A noise came from the door, and they both looked to the entrance.
Arthur lumbered in. "What is all this racket?"

John was so relieved by their brother's appearance. He didn't even need to be talked out of the thrashing he was about to hand out.

"Your sister snuck out AGAIN."

He flung the cane to the floor

"Ada?"

Ada was wiping her tears already, trying and failing at not looking smug.

She had anticipated a caning hurting really bad, and had tried to get ahead of it with theatrics

While it hadn't earned her sympathetic leniency she had needed from her brother, Arthur had definitely caught enough of it that she would never have to worry about a caning again

"I was having a hard time sleeping, Arthur. I just wanted to be near the horses"

"Hmm", Arthur grunted thoughtfully as he stepped closer to his siblings. "You know, when word of your shenanigans reach me, our family reports you as my sister. It's because I enable you. Today if anything you've proved that leniency is wasted on you. It is 2 am, Ada, and I am exhausted from a long day of wondering where the fuck you are every time you run off. The sheer number of times you've done this today alone tells me that you have no regard for consequences and less regard for authority. This caning that John started, he's going to finish, and if you give him any grief, I will take over it personally.

Actually, on second thought, John if you don't mind, there's a long-overdue conversation that I should have with our sister."

Both Ada and John looked equally shocked, but Ada's shock was a version laden with panic

"Okay, let's not do anything too rash here. We're all very tired, it's been a long day, maybe we can take the night to cool off, and when Tommy wakes up-"

"Shut the fuck up, Ada. You've had this coming for a while now. "

Arthur cussing her out could not possibly be good. For what felt like the millionth time today, Ada considered fleeing.

A/N: Ladies and gentlemen, do not expect an update for the next few months. My PMs are open for suggestions