My Cousin's slave
Chapter 2
In the morning the stark reality of what happened dawned on me and I was
dreading seeing the boys. I could hear them talking and laughing as I walked
past their room to the shower and as I stepped inside I noticed that my bum had
no traces of last night's spanking left at all.
Back in my room I opened my wardrobe and looked for something to wear, the
thought of the boys seeing me undressed was almost overpowering and I was
compelled to wear something attractive for them. I reached in to my drawer and
chose some pink satin knickers and matching push up bra and almost trembled as I
looked in the mirror at thought of them seeing me like this. I decided to wear a
childish short summer dress that was fairly low cut and I even considered going
to town and wearing stockings and suspenders but chickened out. I put on some
make up and some white sandals and ventured downstairs. My Mum looked very
surprised at what I was wearing and asked where I was going, she looked puzzled
when I replied nowhere and then as the boys walked in she noticed them look with
open mouths at me she gave me a disgusted look.
My Mums obvious disapproval continued throughout breakfast as the boys never
took their eyes off my cleavage and then just out of earshot of my Mum Carl
whispered to me.
"How's your bum Emma", they both tried to suppress laughter as my Mum asked what
was the matter and I could feel my face burn red with the humiliation.
After enduring a few more teasing comments from the boys every time my Mum
turned her back breakfast was over and as the boys went to watch television I
stood at the sink to wash the dishes. My Mum had gone upstairs to make the beds
and I could feel someone starring at me, I turned round to see Carl sat on the
kitchen worktop "you look cute this morning" he smiled. I did not know what to
say and mumbled "thank you" as he reached in his pocket and took out my knickers
from last night. "Want them back" he grinned and as I looked over my shoulder he
waved them around triumphantly. "Me and Simon are going for a walk this morning
are you coming" he asked but I knew it was not a question that needed an answer,
"somewhere quiet" he fished saying and then gave me a knowing smile.
I could not believe it when he actually asked my Mum if she knew anywhere nice
and quiet that we could go for a walk as he emphasised how I had offered to go
with them.
She looked me up ad down with a gaze of utter dismay ad snapped "oh did she
now", I dread to think what was going through her mind.
Just as we were going through the door I noticed that I still had the sandals on
my feet and realised that they were not very practical for walking. I ran
upstairs to get my trainers but discovered I would have to wear socks as well so
I put on some white ankle socks and looked in the mirror. Oh god I looked like
ten-year-old but could not help myself from wanting to be seen like this.
The boys said how cool I looked as we started walking and then Simon teased me
by saying that he hoped I was going to behave for them. I blushed as I replied
that I was but Carl extracted even more shame from me by making me actually
promise to be a good girl.
Soon we got to some countryside and Carl once again took my black knickers out
of his pocket "so what are you going to do to earn them back". I looked at the
floor and replied hesitantly "I don't know, maybe you can smack my bum some
more", the boys were laughing out loud and Simon turned to me "what's the
matter, do like having your bum smacked".
The trouble was that I did but I hated the boys to realise so I pretended to be
upset and begged them not do it and with out thinking I offered to strip for
them right here.
As soon as the words came out I knew what a mistake I had made and they agreed
in unison that was what I should do. I was almost I tears as I begged them that
it was not what I meant and I would strip once we were at home and my Mum was
out again.
They were having none of it and I was told to take every stitch off right now or
they would hand my knickers to my Mum when we got home.
I really did beg with them but they were not relenting at all and with real
tears running down my cheeks I unzipped the back of my dress. With one last
"please" I let the dress fall to my knees and stepped out of it, Carl held his
hand out and I picked it up and gave it to him. "Thank you" he said smugly and I
watched in total shock as he went to hide it behind some bushes, Simon
congratulated him on his "wicked" idea and I was told to carry on walking.
I was a few yards in front of them and I could hear them talking about me all
the time, "look at that arse wobble", "she's enjoying this really", and then I
gasped as Carl said "wait while she is stark bollock naked" to which they
erupted in to laughter again.
It was fairly remote but every once in a while I did hear other people and
looked round desperately to see if I could be seen.
After walking up a step hill I was out of breath when Simon said that it was not
fair that Carl had a pair of my knickers and he didn't. They sat on a rock and
told me I knew what to do about it, it was useless to protest and in front of
their grinning faces I turned my back on them. Slowly I eased down my pink satin
knickers and stepped out of them, instinctively I held them in front of my pubic
mound and turned to face them.
"Oh, are we a shy little girl" mocked Simon as he held out is hand, I walked
towards them with words "little girl" ringing in my ears. For gods sake I am a
twenty-seven year old woman what on earth was I doing behaving like this for
them. With one hand clutching my soft brown pubes to shield them from view I
handed Simon my most intimate garment.
He grabbed them from me and pulled them tight between both hands to stretch them
as far as he could then flicked Carl with them. They were laughing and joking as
Carl retaliated with my black pair and soon they were running round trying to
flick each other.
I stood motionless and watched this childish spectacle when one of them flicked
my bum from behind and then Carl piped up that he had a good idea.
I listened in horror as he told me he wanted me to run to the top of the hill
about half a mile away and back again, I pleaded with them not to make me do it.
"You need to loose a few pounds anyway" laughed Carl and Simon joined in "yeah
off your fat arse".
The sound of their mocking laughter and crude remarks stung more than last
nights spanking as I set off on my embarrassing task. The area was much more
open now and I could be seen for miles and I imagined how ridiculous I must
look. The fact that I was still wearing my push up bra made me even more
conscious of my pathetic appearance and I prayed I would not be seen.
As I reached the hill I could see a footpath clearly running up the side of it
and then disaster struck. Three hikers appeared from nowhere straight in front
of me, I don't know who was more surprised them or me. I staggered to a halt
with my hands pressed between my legs and looked at the bemused expression on
their faces. "Good morning" said one and I almost laughed at the absolute
absurdity of having to reply "good morning" to three middle aged men whilst
wearing white ankle socks, trainers and a pink push up bra.
Never the less I acknowledged the greeting and quickly explained that I was
doing a dare my friends had set me and I had to run to the top of the hill and
back. I mumbled how sorry I was and began to jog past them still keeping my
hands over my pussy. They all smiled at me and said how I had made their day and
I cringed with shame as I felt all their eyes on my bouncing bum cheeks once I
was past them.
I can't describe the feeling I had as I continued to run knowing that at any
minute I might be seen again. I imagined all kinds of people seeing me from old
men to families with children and shuddered at the thought but yet it excited
me.
At last I reached the top and paused for a moment to look round, I could see the
clump of trees where the boys were and then the sound of voices made me freeze
with fear. I had nowhere to hide as a couple came from behind some rocks, they
almost fell with shock at seeing me and I stuttered my story of caring out a
dare. I told them I was just stopping for a minute to get my breath back and as
the man looked me up and down the women gave him a sharp nudge, "shameless
whore" she spat. "Why don't you piss off and get your thrill somewhere else", I
wanted to cry with the humiliation and I hurried away my face burning with
shame.
Back down the hill I could see the three men walking towards me and I did not
care about my near full frontal display as I tried to run as fast as I could
past them. I was running so fast that my breasts were barely contained in my bra
and as I got close to them it gave up hope of covering my remaining modesty. I
stumbled and staggered desperately trying not to slow down in front of them yet
push my lewdly bouncing boobs back inside the materiel of my bra. I could
imagine how ridiculous I must look as peels of laughter rang out from them as I
almost gave up hope and just let my breasts flail and bounce before their
delighted eyes. Out of their sight I stopped and adjusted my bra and set off
slowly for the relative safety of the trees.
Before I could see them I heard the sound of the boys and as I rounded the last
bend I almost collapsed with exhaustion and sheer relief. I stood with my hands
on my knees gasping for breath and when I saw what they were doing I wanted to
burst in to tears.
They had each made a sort of catapult with a broken branch and my knickers as
the sling and were having a competition to see who could throw a hard green
berry the furthest.
I looked in absolute mortification as Simon stretched out my pink satin knickers
as tight as could be between the vee of the branch and then held a berry right
in the crotch where a short while ago they had nestled in my most secret place
and fired it away.
I couldn't believe they had stripped me near naked and all they were bothered
about were stupid childish games amongst themselves. I wanted to curl up and
just cry at the unbelievable humiliation running through me when Carl at last
paid me some attention.
"Hey, enjoyed your run you fat bitch" he laughed I was shocked at how insulting
he was with me and shouted back at him "you don't have to call me names", "and I
am not fat".
He looked at me and smiled "so your not fat OK", "but you are a bitch aren't
you?" I shook my head in protest but could not bring myself to look him in the
eyes. "Want us to show Mummy our new toys" joined in Simon; my mouth was dry and
I could feel the cold sweat running down my back as I looked up to them. "Yes I
am a bitch" I whispered, "louder" barked Carl "I am a bitch" I repeated and
again and again I shouted as they laughed at me.
"Now we want a nice target to aim at with our new toys" said Carl and before I
realised what was happening they had me knelt on all fours on the grass. I
shuddered with shame as they went to sit a few yards behind me and it dawned on
me that they were going to aim at my bum. The first one whizzed past my ears and
I thought how much it might hurt when it hit me and then the thought of pain
soon vanished from my mind.
"Open wide" laughed Simon and I realised he wanted me to open my legs, "please
NO" I begged "you can't make me do that, you will see everything" they just
burst out in to loud laughter and Carl walked up to me. "Smack, Smack" echoed
round the trees as he gave me two slaps to my upturned rump as hard as he could
"I can carry on like that all day until you do" he snarled and I knew it was
hopeless to offer any resistance.
I closed my eyes tight shut and sighed a deep breath as I opened my knees,
"wider" he snapped not satisfied until my legs were thrust obscenely apart. I
could feel the breeze between my legs and knew that all I had was on open
display to my teenage cousin and his friend.
My lack of any remaining dignity was soon forgot as the sting of a berry hit my
bum amid cheers from the boys and an indignant "ouch" from me. They carried on
their game for what seemed like an eternity only interrupted by mocking comments
about what they could see of me. "Look at her hairy cunt", "it's a pity smacking
her arse makes too much noise", "the dirty bitch is even showing her arse hole"
were the ones that stuck in my mind.
I suddenly remembered it was getting late and we had promised to be back home
for dinner, I told the boys that we had to go now but before I got up Simon said
he had one last surprise for me. I could hear then whispering and I could feel
them both walk up to me and I could almost sense their breath as I knew they
were taking a close look at me. I was allowed up and with my back to them Carl
told me to bend over a little and pull my bum cheeks apart with my hands "oh god
please NO" I begged but they reminded me they had just had a thorough look at my
wide open bum hole so what was I shy about.
I did what they asked with trembling hands and then swallowed hard as I felt
their fingers between my bum cheeks. I could feel something cold as well and
listened in astonishment as they told me they had placed two berries between in
the cleft of my bum and I was to clench my buttocks all the way home to stop
them dropping out.
"Look she is waddling like a duck" they laughed at my obscene attempt to keep
them in place. As we walked back to were my dress was hidden they told me that
they had identified the two berries as their own and who's ever stayed in the
longest was going to give me a good spanking the next time my Mum went out.
I outwardly cringed with yet more shame as they made me admit that it was what I
deserved and I wanted my bottom smacking like a baby. Carl ran ahead to retrieve
my dress as I continued to walk in the most ridiculous way possible.
"Can I ask you something Emma?" said Simon "your enjoying all this aren't you" I
could only reply with a stammered "No of course not", "Ha, you could have fooled
me" as he ran to catch up with Carl.
