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My Bitchy-hot Niece Denise
By James Pendergrass
Copyright 2008, all rights reserved
Chapter Four – A Serious Blistering
I glanced momentarily at my niece's lap. It was so inviting. Yet a cold chill came over me as I contemplated my situation. This young woman was capable of inflicting pain.
I took one last peak at her crotch. The shorts protected her glorious secret from my view. I loved the way they rode snugly up over the front of her hips - that tantalizing rise of her pelvic bone that excited me so much. Her knees were locked together, perfectly symmetrical legs waiting impatiently for me to position myself across them. Denise pointed down at her legs without saying a word. A mere raising of her dainty eyebrows was all it took.
I draped my body across her knees. I felt them part momentarily and then I groaned as my penis slid between those smooth thighs. My penis wanted to point in the same direction as my body, but Denise's left thigh put a stop to that - forcing it perpendicular to my now prone body and the floor. Her other leg snapped shut like a trap as the inside of her knees pinched my throbbing organ. It amazed me how strong she was for such a relatively small girl.
"Give me your hand," she said.
I instinctively moved the hand closest to her toward her midsection, accidentally brushing her flat stomach, or the fabric of her t-shirt.
"The other hand, stupid.”
I was forced to reach awkwardly back. She gathered me by my wrist, and twisted my arm powerfully behind my back, pinning it to the small of my back.
Kari: "This is going to be awesome."
Denise: "Ready with the camera?"
Kari: "Yep, go ahead, girl."
CLAP!
The first blow of the sturdy wooden hairbrush hit my ass. I flinched and kicked my leg up.
I had been spanked before, by dominatrixes, but with them I always had a safe word - a word I could use when the pain became too much for me to handle.
After Denise had given me 30 hard spanks, I had enough. The pain was quite sharp. I had been uttering my share of "yows!" and "ouches!" but she didn't care. Now I had to let her know it was enough.
"Ok, ok, Princess Denise, I've learned my lesson." I tried to move off her lap in the hopes that I could grovel at her adorable little feet, but I felt a sharp pain in my shoulder twisted my arm further behind my back while squeezing her knees extra hard on my now flaccid penis.
"You aren't going anywhere, pervert. Your ass isn't anywhere close to as red as I want it. Plus, I have a goal. I'm going to make you cry for disobeying me."
"Awesome, girl," said Kari.
The spanks now came down at a furious pace. Soon the pain became really bad. I strained in her lap and began kicking my legs up. She moved up and down my ass cheeks, alternating in a random pattern. I had no idea which ass cheek was going to get it next. Both were burning and I flinched as she delivered two hard smacks to one ass cheek, then four to the other, before alternating for a good ten smacks from one cheek to another. Suddenly she stopped. I let out a groan.
"Fuck, my arm is sore," she said.
"Want me to help?" asked Kari.
"No, I'm going to take him over the edge," said my determined niece.
The spanks began again in earnest. At some point it became too much for me. "Please? Please! Please!?" I began shouting. Suddenly, almost as though I was detached from my body, I threw my head back and began sobbing deeply. "Oh god," I said.
"YES!" said Denise and Kari simultaneously, both sounding elated.
"That's it," said Denise. "Let it all out. That's what happens to PERVERTS under my watch!"
"Fucking beautiful," said Kari. "You broke him. I can't wait to share this with the girls."
Denise gave me a few more hard spanks and then put the brush down. "Get down on the floor and kiss my feet, loser."
She relaxed her legs and leaned forward. She released my arm, and I felt her push my ribcage away from her. I began to slip off her lap and onto the carpet. I attempted to put out my now free hand to help break my fall, but my arm had fallen partially asleep from having it twisted so painfully behind my back. I fell onto my stomach and immediately began kissing Denise's feet. The room was quiet. I think the women were reflecting on the fact that I was still crying. It occurred to me why I was crying. For the first time since Denise had taken over my life, I felt genuine humiliation. Where before the humiliation I felt had been more "erotic" humiliation, I had truly enjoyed some of the shame inflicted upon me. The spanking, however, was a different story. While it was undeniably humiliating to be taken over the lap of a young woman 12 years younger than me, it was a painful humiliation - the realization that Denise really was beginning to control me in ways I didn't anticipate.
"Stand up," I heard the soft, but firm feminine voice that belonged to my owner.
I stood in front of my niece. She crossed her legs and sized me up. I looked into her eyes and saw the first hints that although she was still a beautiful and hot young thing, Denise had crossed the threshold into womanhood. She was less playful and more serious than she had been thus far in our new relationship. I could see the mature woman she would become. The foundation was already there. Meanwhile, Kari continued to film.
Denise spoke: "I think you need to see what I've done to you." She stood and pinched my ear. As I continued sobbing softly, she brought me across the room and in front of an impressive antique oval-shaped mirror.
"Take a real close look" she said. "That's me, your fully clothed, fully in-control niece. And that's you, a well-spanked broken little beta-male."
She paused to let me take it all in. "Turn around," she said.
I turned and got to look at my backside. Holy shit! Every square inch of it was dark red. Not only that but the tip of each bun was slightly purple. She had literally blistered my bottom.
"Now that's what I call a well-spanked ass," she said proudly. Then she surprised me by reaching down and giving it a good pinch.
Suddenly, Kari, who had been filming up until now, took her free hand and gave my ass a good hard slap. "What do you say to your Princess," she asked sternly, never taking the camera off my face."
"T- Thank you," I said, sobbing.
"Thanks for what?" said Denise innocently.
"T- Thanks for- I, I don't know," I said.
"Thank her for teaching you a good hard lesson," said Kari as she stared through the video camera.
"Thank you for teaching me a good hard lesson," I repeated.
"You are welcome," she said. "You can expect more of the same any time you don't jump to obey me or any of my girlfriends. Now loser, why don't you go run your burning asshole under some cool water. Kari and I are going to change into our bathing suits."
I went into the kitchen and got an ice pack out of the freezer. I sighed with relief as I pressed the back into my left bun, then my right. A few minutes later I heard female chatter. Denise and Kari sauntered into the kitchen. My jaw just about hit the floor. They both wore two piece bikini bathing suits. Denise's was hot red, while Kari wore a hot pink jobbie. Their bodies were so hard, so ripe. Despite being rather small women, both Denise and Kari had lovely firm breasts that were held snugly in place by their revealing bikini tops.
"Watch this," said Denise as she pointed to my prick, which had softened as I iced my tender bottom. The two hotties stood and watched as my dick grew rock hard under their presence.
"It's too easy," sighed Kari. I noticed she held something in her hand. Upon closer inspection it was some kind of leash.
"On your hands and knees," ordered my niece/boss.
As I complied, my niece continued: "Kari was in New York City last week and she went to a femdom-themed S&M store on the Lower East Side. She found this wonderful harness for you.
I looked up as Kari dangled the demeaning leash in front of me.
"It's meant to hold your neck and balls firmly in place," continued Denise. "Kari, would you like to do the honors?"
"Certainly, my dear."
Kari applied a dog-like collar around my neck. Then she reached back between my legs. "Spread 'em," she said, giving my ass a quick slap. I immediately spread my knees as wide as I could.
Kari grabbed my throbbing prick and pulled it back between my legs. The feeling of her handling me that way caused me to begin to heave with excitement.
"Better do it quick, girl," said Denise. "The pervert is starting to lose it. Don't you DARE cum, jackass."
I felt a tightening around the base of my balls and then pressure as Kari stood. "Presto!" she said proudly. I felt my penis get pulled back between my legs.
"Beautiful," said Denise. "Let's march him back in front of the mirror so he can see what he looks like."
I felt a tug followed by a kick between the lower cheeks from Kari. She marched me into the living room. I was forced to crawl on my knees. It was most uncomfortable.
"Look at that," said Denise proudly. I looked at myself in the mirror, red faced and disheveled. The two young women stood above me. Kari held the leash while Denise stood with her hands on those dope hips. I studied their crotches carefully - their sublime vaginas separated from my view by a thin strip of nylon. A tingling sensation came over me. I felt so controlled! And once again, I liked it.
End Chapter Four
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