Someone's In BIG Trouble!

London calls Laney upstairs. The blonde stands in the doorway, already blushing. She knows exactly what this is about before her stepmom even opens her mouth. London holds up the magazine. Pages open to a spread of two women, bodies pressed tight, one brunette, curves soft and heavy. Laney’s eyes flick away, then back. She knows it’s hers. London thinks it belongs to her sibling. “You’re in big trouble,” London says. Her voice stays steady, but her hand grips the glossy pages like she wants to tear them. She lists the punishments one by one—grounding, chores, every device locked away. Each threat makes Laney’s stomach twist tighter. It isn’t fair. The guilt creeps up fast and hot. Laney can’t let someone else take the fall. She clears her throat. “It’s mine.” London pauses, brow lifting. Laney admits the truth in one shaky breath: she hid the magazine because she was afraid her stepmom would find out she liked women. London softens at that, but only for a moment. “We still have rules,” she says. “No porn in this house.” Laney nods, already accepting. London takes a seat on the edge of the bed. “Over my knee.” The blonde hesitates, then steps forward. London pulls her shorts down, exposing smooth skin. The first slap lands sharp and clean. Laney gasps, fingers curling against the sheets. London’s hand lingers between strikes, palm warm, steadying her. The next smack follows, firm, deliberate. Laney’s breath catches again, a quiet sound that makes London’s touch soften for just a second before the next hit lands.