My niece was manipulating everybody and had been doing it for years. Any time she got into trouble for anything, she would play the sympathy card and get out of trouble. Even when she was grounded from the phone, computer and video games, she would weasel her way into getting them back within just days, not the full groundation.
Jenny had been doing this for years, ever since she was 16 years old. What teenager doesn't try to fast talk themselves out of trouble, right? But for her, she was doing worse and worse things, and still never being held accountable for her actions. She's a spoiled little brat who got whatever she wanted, never helped around the house and threw fits when she was asked do the simplest chores like unloading the dishwasher.
For years I sat back hearing of the stories of how she was acting, even going so far as saying her mother and other uncle was abusing her. She would complain to anybody who would listen and the stories would get worse every time. Finally, she got caught having phone sex during her classes, sending and receiving nude photos and even dating multiple boys at once. When she got busted she just laughed it off, even after her phone was taken away again. That didn't stop little Jenny, she just brought her friends' phones home to continue her ways. Her mother was very upset. After a long talk with her mother, we agreed that she needed a good scare tactic. I offered talking her out of the city to the cabin in the mountains for a long working weekend. Her mother agreed to the idea and hoped it would change her wicked ways.
On Jenny's 18th birthday, instead of presents and being spoiled, she was given work boots and a sleeping bag. She asked what these were for and we told her I was taking her to the cabin for the weekend. She had 10 minutes to pack up whatever she felt she needed and we left. Nothing was said on the way, she sat silent in my truck as the music was very loud in our ears. After 2 hours of driving we arrived to the cabin, which was at least a 20 minute drive away from anybody else. The cabin was on private property with a fence line surrounding the entire property.
We still had about 4 hours of day light left when we got there, so I told Jenny to unload the truck into the cabin then come back outside with her boots on. She came back still wearing her shorts but had her boots on. I chuckled to myself knowing she was going to regret not changing into long pants.
We rode out to the back fence line and I told Jenny to start pulling the thorn ridden weeds from the fence. We needed to make a fire break from the fence about 5 feet out and 100 yards long. She started to whine about what I told her to do.
I told her one time "I do not want to hear your bitching at all this weekend! As soon as you start, you'll have something harder to do! And don't even think about trying to argue with me. We are too far away from anybody to hear you scream when I blister your ass! Don't mess with me, little girl!"
She pouted as she got down on her hands and knees to start pulling weeds. I turned from her and smiled as I started raking in the opposite direction.
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The sun was going down and I knew we would be losing daylight really quick, so I told Jenny to come on; we were heading for the cabin. We arrived and I realized we needed some small sticks for a fire. I told her to gather what she could in the front of the cabin before she lost all light as I headed in to make dinner.
20 minutes later she came in with an arm full of twigs small branches as I was pouring us soup to go with some sandwiches. She dropped the branches and came to eat. I told her to wash her hands first. She got pouty again. Good!
After dinner I told Jenny to wash the dishes, wipe the table off and clean the stove. She was not happy about her orders and began slamming things down while I started a fire. I quickly went to the kitchen upon hearing a glass break with a piece of kindling still in my hand. Upon walking in, I realized the glass broke because she slammed it down to hard. I told to put her hands on the counter. With a puzzled look on her face she slowly put her hands on the counter top. As soon as they were all the way down CRACK! The swung the twig across her ass without any warning. She yelped out, covered her ass and said "what the hell?" I told her not to use that kind of language, put her hands back on the counter until I say she can move them. She hesitantly moved her hands back trying to tuck her butt forward. For a thin girl she does have a large butt. She wears small tops but has to wear bigger pants just to wrap around her ass. As I swung again I realized her shorts were pretty thin so the swats must have stung really nicely. I cracked her ass three more times. She began crying after the second one and her tears were just pouring down when I finished. As she rubbed her ass cheeks I told her one was for the glass, one for her language and the other 2 were for her attitude over the past few months. I told her to quietly clean up the broken glass, finish her chores then take a shower.
A short time later she scurried to her room and closed the door. She came back out a short time later and said she was going to take her shower. I told her to make it quick because I needed a shower too.
When I got out of my shower I didn't hear any movements in the cabin. Curiously, I walked down the long hall to Jenny's room. The door was closed and a dim light crept under the door. I know she wasn't watching TV since there wasn't one in there, so I quickly opened the door. To mu surprise, she was completely naked; one hand furiously working her clit through her oversized pubic hair and the other hand texting on her cell phone. Without saying a word, I walked over, took her cell phone and threw it against the wall. It shattered into many pieces and she jumped up, apparently not caring that she was naked, and yelled in my face.
