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“Well, I think we need to give ourselves that candlelight dinner we promised each other.
We’ll celebrate what we’ve done, and what we will do,” Sara chortled, removing her hands
reluctantly from Cherin’s ass.
“Yeah, I am kinda hungry. Here’s your candle,” Jane smiled, also removing her hands
from her daughter.
Just as Cherin was feeling a bit better, she felt two cool “spheres” rest against her abused
holes. Again, she clenched herself defensively. When she realized the “possibilities” that
candles held for her, Cherin released another pleading groan.
“On the count of three,” Aunt Sara ordered. “One...Two...THREE!”
“Mmmmmmmmmmmmn!” Cherin bellowed as both candles began pressing forcefully
against her twin holes. In her position, she was unable to know the full details of these special
candles. Both were only 4" long or so, but they had a sizeable knob at one end. Before they
would rest in her holes, they had to initially get the knob in her tight openings. This would not
be as difficult of a task because the ginger stick and Vaporub made her entrances much more
vulnerable.
Jane and Sara watched giddily as the knobs of their candles stretched both hot holes. Of
course, aunt Sara pushed the candle at Cherin’s ass while her mother jammed the candle at her
twat. After a short while, both orifices enveloped the knobs, and both women pushed forward
with more ease. They knew the knobs at the end of the candles would make it nearly impossible
for the girl to expel them. Each of them had shoved them so far that the wicks were extremely
close to her tender flesh
“There,” Aunt Sara grunted with a pat of mock reassurance on Cherin’s ass.
Sobbing, Cherin felt the intruders battle within her own tightness. She had never felt so full down there! And, unlike the ginger stick, these things barely budged when she pushed at them! The balls on them felt so uncomfortable inside her! Then, a lighter clicked, and Cherin began to feel the warmth of flame so very near her most intimate regions! It was not burning, but the candles were sure to melt further down. She began whimpering like a dog, but this only brought more laughter from her aunt and mother.
Gazing one last time at the burning candles emerging from the brunette’s nether regions,
Aunt Sara turned to Jane and said, “Let’s get our food, dear, so we can enjoy it by the
candlelight!”
“And to think, we haven’t even started on her tits, yet!” Jane guffawed as the twosome
left the room. Both of them began discussing the exciting prospects.
Tearily, Cherin was left alone, watching the flickering light on the wall from her own ass
and pussy. The looming warmth at her private parts made her nervous and shaky. This was the
worst experience of her life! Little did she know, large drops of molten wax were making their way down the candle shaft in her ass, heading toward that embarrassing strip of hair... Cherin heard her mother and Aunt Sara giggling as they walked up the stairs, making comments and laughing out loud at times. As the voices trailed off, Cherin became very aware of the burning inside from the Vicks, with her bottom and pussy stretched painfully by the knobs of the candles. She also started to notice a different warmth and remembered the side effect of the candles burning - HOT WAX!
At first it was just warm, but as the candles continued to burn and deposit wax, it became quite uncomfortable for the poor girl. In the beginning she felt varying degrees of heat from the melted wax, but soon realized what was happening... that strip of pubic hair that she missed while shaving was protecting her from much of the heat of the wax. As the strip of hair became more and more loaded with the molten wax, Cherin felt more and more of the heat on her sensitive, young skin. She tried to shift her body around, but bound as she was it was wasted effort. Finally, she began to moan loudly into her gag as the wax got hotter and hotter.
Unbeknownst to Cherin, her aunt and mother were thoroughly enjoying her struggles on a closed-circuit T.V. while they ate. The hidden camera was zoomed in exactly on Cherin’s burning candles. Literally, the television sat on their table, providing the candlelight that the two ladies so desired. Sara and Jane just wished their favorite restaurants could provide the same service!
Just when she thought she could barely take it anymore, Cherin heard footsteps coming down the stairs and her mother say, “Let’s see how our little girl is doing NOW,” followed by laughter from both women. They both knew the answer already, but it was much more entertaining to see it in person. As Jane and Aunt Sara approached Cherin, they took special note of the glob of molten wax covering her last remaining strip of hair.
“Just what I had hoped for,” exclaimed Aunt Sara excitedly.
“Oh, look at how close the flames are getting to her tender skin,” said her mother in a voice laden with mock concern. Both women smiled at each other privately, then giggled out loud at the poor girl’s predicament.
Just then, Aunt Sara blew the candles out forcefully, causing the small pools of molten wax to be blown off the top of the candles and fall directly on a new area of sensitive skin on Cherin’s round bottom and smooth pussy. This caused Cherin to jerk forcefully, as the wax really burned her. “We’ve got a live one!” shouted Aunt Sara. “Let’s just get these out of the way,” Aunt Sara whispered into Cherin’s ear, loudly enough for Jane to hear and smile at the cruelty she knew was about to occur.
“You take the one in her ass, and I’ll take the one in her pussy,” suggested Jane to Aunt Sara.
“Make sure you pull it out slowly, and keep the knobs together, Jane... it will squeeze the membrane between her naughty holes,” announced Cherin’s aunt, with the matter-of-fact tone of voice that a doctor would use during a routine procedure. As Jane and Sara slowly, almost methodically, removed the large-knobbed candles from Cherin’s abused body, Cherin realized how excited she’d become from the abuse.
She wasn’t the only one who noticed, either: “Look how wet she is, Sara,” said Cherin’s mom as she gently stroked her daughter’s sensitive little clit. “Does that feel nice, honey?” cooed Jane as she skillfully manipulated the young girl’s pussy.
Cherin could only moan into her gag, which caused both women to give each other a knowing look and giggle again.
“She’s such a NAUGHTY girl,” cried Aunt Sara, as she let her hand land harshly on Cherin’s ass, filling the room with a sound that seemed as loud as a firecraker.
“And, naughty girls get punished,” added her mother.
“Do you think that naughty girls should be punished, Cherin?” asked Aunt Sara in a teasing tone of voice.
Still feeling the aftereffects of her aunt’s smack, Cherin stifled a moan, for fear of seeming compliant with this torture.
“We do,” said Cherin’s mother.
“Now, for the fun part,” said Sara with renewed giddiness in her voice. With that, Sara grabbed the blob of molten wax on the last remaining strip of hair on Cherin’s lower half and pulled it quickly, painfully removing all the hair from the poor girl’s most sensitive area. A scream from Cherin could be heard into the gag, as well as loud laughter from both women echoing in the room.
“I bet it’s really sensitive now,” stated Jane as she ran her finger lightly up and down the newly-bald area. “Here, this will tell us right away,” said Jane as she applied what must have been pure rubbing alcohol on a cotton ball. This caused yet another muffled scream from Cherin, and knowing looks were again exchanged between the sisters. “I never thought that disciplining a problem child could be so much FUN!” cried Jane.
“And, we’ve only just begun!” Sara reminded Jane. As her sister continued swabbing the girl’s newly-bald region, Aunt Sara went around to Cherin’s unmolested upper torso, bearing the same device she used to cut those tight pants. Through her own sobbing, Cherin hardly noticed her aunt cutting two rough circles out of her dress shirt, exposing two red, fabric-covered B-cups dangling helplessly. Sara was practically salivating as she carefully destroyed the poor girl’s expensive brassiere, cutting out only the cups and leaving the underwire and straps alone.
Cherin’s puppy-dog eyes could only be seen by the cold wall. She could only pout as her last stronghold of modesty was eliminated and her breasts now hung down freely. Cherin winced while her Aunt Sara squeezed each tit as if she were testing the ripeness of a tomato.
“Mmmmhmmm! Jane, did you know your little girl had big areolas around her nipples? My, oh, my!” Aunt Sara chuckled, examining her prisoner.
“I know, isn’t it kinda strange? Maybe it’ll make her tits more sensitive,” Jane mused.
“Well, I definitely hope so,” Sara smirked, winking at her sister.
Finishing her task, Jane lifted the cotton ball from Cherin’s ass and applied some ointment to her sensitive little bottom crack. She applied this same ointment to Cherin’s newly-uncovered nipples, which began to stiffen from the stimulation.
“That should be good,” stated Sara. “Let’s just see what else we have here,” said Sara as she started across the room to the big chest that was full of who-knows-what. She returned carrying some type of apparatus that consisted of what looked like aquarium tubing that was attached to some type of base unit on one end and to what looked like glass test tubes on the other end. She plugged the cord into the wall and checked some settings on the device before kneeling in front of Cherin.
Then, as she looked directly into Cherin’s eyes, she asked, “Cherin, honey, are your nipples very sensitive?” ...to which Jane giggled. Sara wasn’t in the mood to be giggling or laughing at this point; however, she had taken on a much more serious, business-like demeanor. “Because if they are, this is going to be lots of fun; and, if they’re not, they will be when your Aunt Sara gets finished, dear.”
Jane just sat back at this point, watching her sister work her magic of mental and physical intimidation and humiliation on the poor girl. Aunt Sara then began to work Cherin’s nipples into the test tubes, which fit her nipples quite snugly. The tubes were supported by what seemed almost like a modified bra strap that ran around Cherin’s back. After both nipples were forced inside the test tubes, Sara flipped a switch and the device came to life. The pressure on Cherin’s nipples was intense as they were sucked forcefully into the tubes by a strong vacuum pressure.
“We won’t need this anymore,” stated Sara as she removed the strap from around Cherin’s back “They will be supported by the suction now,” she said in a clinical tone of voice, with a certain sense of pride in her voice. “This is one of my favorite toys for girls... I used parts from a breast pump, but this creates much more vacuum than a breast pump and centralizes it all on just the naughty part of the girl,” teased Aunt Sara.
Jane felt comfortable giggling again, as Sara had come somewhat out of her ultra-sadistic mode it seemed.
“With the regular treatments that your mother and I plan on giving you, Cherin, this little device will really increase the length of your nipples. This is good for us and maybe not so good for you, dear,” stated Aunt Sara as both women broke out into laughter again.
“That will keep her busy on that end, Sara... let’s concentrate on this end now,” remarked Jane from behind Cherin as she gazed at the perfect, round, heart-shaped ass that her daughter possessed. Jane couldn’t think fast enough about all the things that she wanted to do to the young body that her daughter possessed.
Cherin let out a moan into the gag again, with the sensations that were going through her nipples at this point.
“Look how long they’re getting already!” cried Sara in a somewhat excited tone of voice.
“Just let your creation do it’s job, Sara, and come back here to see what’s going on,” snickered Jane. This time it was Jane who walked across the room to the chest and pulled a device from it. By the quick glance that Cherin was able to get of the device, it looked like it was another device that plugged in–much to her dismay.
“Oh, my!” exclaimed Sara in an excited tone of voice, “And, I thought I was strict!”
Jane just smiled at Sara, as her oft-hidden, sadistic, cruel side began to take over her personality. “She’s ready for it, Sara,” stated Jane in a calm, knowing voice. “And, this is one of MY favorites for young girls. It teaches them a lot, and it’s perfect for a girl like Cherin who’s got an ass just made for this type of treatment.” She began setting up the device, which looked like a polished metal probe with a main shaft that was about 2 inches in diameter, with bulges that were about 3 inches in diameter. On the end of the shaft, there was a removable plug, which opened a hole in the center of the shaft. It looked like a long, bumpy, metal penis, actually. Jane opened a jar and carefully applied some type of ointment or lubrication to the metal probe, stroking it gently as if it were a real penis. “I just love this device, Sara... it’s got so many capabilities to it,” explained Jane as she continued to stroke it. Then, she pushed one of the many buttons on the control unit, which surprisingly caused the size of the main shaft and the bumps on the shaft to go down considerably, as well as the length of the shaft. “This should get us started,” stated Jane as she began to tease Cherin’s tight, little bottom hole with the cool, metal intruder.
“You’ve got a really tight bottom for your mother, Cherin,” added Aunt Sara.
As Cherin’s mother got the probe started into Cherin’s bottom, you could see the proud look on her face, with a sense of accomplishment beaming across her face. As she slowly worked the device into her daughter’s ass, it became more and more apparent to her how difficult this part of the treatment was going to be for poor Cherin. She hadn’t realized how truly tight her little bottom hole really was. Jane managed to work the entire length into Cherin’s bottom, which at this point was about 6 inches, but not without much muffled protest from Cherin. Add to that the suction on her nipples and the slow, methodical manipulation of Cherin’s clit by Aunt Sara; it was enough to drive the poor teenage girl with the obscenely round bottom crazy. After the device was fully inserted, Jane explained, “Now, this will keep it in your bottom for the entire procedure, Cherin,” as she pressed one of the buttons on the control panel, the base of the probe that was inside Cherin’s tight hole began to expand, positively preventing it from being expelled.
“Is your mother stretching that naughty hole of yours, Cherin?” teased Aunt Sara. This question was followed by smiles and laughter from both women.
In response, Cherin grunted loudly and her eyes watered as her tight sphincter was once again stretched cruelly, further pleasing Aunt Sara and Jane. The residual burning still permeated her abused rectum and tender slit, making the girl’s experience even more excruciating–yet strangely erotic. The persistent suction at her tits made her feel like nothing more than a lowly milk cow. Cherin had always disliked her large areolas and wide, stubby nipples; thus, the promise of making them longer, too, filled her with shame.
“Okay, the ‘caterpillar’ is lodged perfectly!” Jane giddily declared, releasing the controller.
“Mmmn, I REALLY like, Jane! In fact, let’s take a few more pictures for our records!” Aunt Sara chimed. Again, the camera flashed as Cherin’s perfect, filled ass was captured on film. A profile shot was taken, then one of Cherin’s cute face with her occupied tits just beyond. Sara also made sure to get some special close-ups of her elongating nipples.
“Those pictures should go well with the rest of the collection,” remarked Jane, wanting to remind her daughter of the vast media they already owned.
Aunt Sara smiled proudly. “Yes, they certainly should! That reminds me... we’ll have to watch some of those tapes soon. Cherin can watch her own naughtiness, too. Now, Jane, if you wouldn’t mind I’d like to control the caterpillar for a little bit.”
“Why, you sound like you have a plan! Here,” she offered, handing the control to her sister. Despite it being her favorite toy, Jane loved to watch her sister in action.
Aunt Sara spoke professionally: “Yes, I use a very special technique to worm it deeper.”
A quiet moan of disgust escaped Cherin’s throat as she felt the tip of the device wriggle back and forth deep within her bowels. Then, she gasped in surprise as the intruder extended itself as it writhed within her. It was the creepiest sensation she had felt yet, but her pussy tingled despite her. How could her own body was betray her like this?!
“Ooooo,” Sara cooed, “are we uncomfortably probing your most secretive area, Cherin?”
Excitedly, both women giggled, knowing they were encroaching upon the shapely girl’s most virgin territory. Approaching 9" of depth, Cherin begin mewling helplessly as the invader’s squirming continued. Her pussy dripped involuntarily down her thighs, making her blush intensely. She couldn’t believe this was arousing her!
To Sara and Jane, their captive’s mewls were the sexiest thing they had heard all night. They smiled brightly at each other, occasionally eying the young girl’s juicy slit. Everything was going better than planned! Without a doubt, Cherin was the most delectable toy either woman had ever owned!
Slightly past 10", the lengthening of the caterpillar was at an end, but that did not stop Aunt Sara from writhing it deep within her. In silent and perverse adoration, the women listened to her cute, little pleas. Standing in awe, Jane was truly impressed with Sara’s skill with the caterpillar. However, Jane was confident that her skill would equally impress her sister.
Meanwhile, the bound brunette was absorbed with the sensations around her most intimate regions. The combination of pain, pleasure, and humiliation kept her adolescent mind spinning wildly. Her tingling pussy still radiated an unnatural, menthol burning, but her moist clit throbbed with arousal. Her anus and ass crack still stung from the ginger stick and other torments, yet the uncomfortable fullness deep within her ass somehow made her pussy wetter. As the time progressed, Cherin became increasingly abashed and aware of her saucer-like nipples while Sara’s machine worked it’s magic, but even this somehow added to her slowly-building orgasm.
“Sara,” Jane spoke wickedly, “I’ve noticed that this pussy is being VERY naughty again. I was hoping that it would stop the waterworks, but it’s just not happening. Obviously, more punishment is required!”
“Yes, I’ve been noticing that, too. Cherin seems to be incorrigibly naughty! I agree wholeheartedly that she must be punished MORE. What do you recommend, Jane?” Aunt Sara replied. Her eyes were aflame with excitement. The idea of punishing this poor girl for helplessly reacting to their stimulation really turned her crank.
“Well, I think it’s time we used some old-fashioned discipline. I’ve noticed that our bound debutante has a lovely Valentine-heart-shaped ass, but it’s simply the wrong color! Let’s make it the right color!”
Both women laughed heartily at this analogy because it was indeed very true. Even Cherin knew she had a lovely heart-shaped ass, and she had often admired it in every mirror she passed. Still, she did not find the joke to be funny at all. Hadn’t they done enough to her already?!
Aunt Sara walked over to Cherin’s face and stayed with the theme. “Cherin, did you honestly think you could bribe us to let you go with a Valentine’s gift that was the wrong color? It won’t make up for your naughty, leaking cunt! Besides, it’s not even Valentine’s Day yet! You’re just no-good to the core, aren’t you, deary?”
Despite the lame silliness of their joke, the two older women had a good laugh at Cherin’s expense. However, the bound prisoner only cringed at the thought of a spanking. All three ladies knew that Cherin’s broad hips made her ass an easy target. Then again, everything was an easy target in her position.
“I call this cheek!” Jane giggled like a giddy schoolgirl. She kneeled by Cherin’s left buttock.
“And, I will happily take the other,” Aunt Sara nodded enthusiastically, assuming her position at the opposite cheek.
“Hey, I just realized that all this spanking is going to make the caterpillar jar around uncomfortably inside her sweet ass! This is so GREAT!”
Cherin simply whimpered sorrowfully.
With a knowing chuckle, Aunt Sara brought her hand down cruelly onto Cherin’s ample right cheek, creating a loud crack and a sexy squeal. Jane immediately followed, earning similar results. Sara wasted no time with making contact again, sparking a frenzy of spanking. Both women beamed hungrily at her creamy globes and gleefully eyed the rattling protrusion from their captive’s asshole. Harsh, crimson hand prints were painted all over the bare canvas of Cherin’s obscenely-displayed, upturned ass.
Unlike the two women furiously working on her bottom, Cherin was not having much fun at all. She was bawling quite openly as her fleshy globes burned and sizzled like never before. Like most children, Cherin had been spanked before, but she never remembered it hurting so much! Not only that, but the bothersome device in her ass was jarring like her mother had evilly portended. Each swat shook it in an entirely new way, sending unexpected tingles throughout her body. Cherin was terribly confused. How could she feel so bad AND so good at the same time?!
Once Cherin’s cheeks were tanned to the women’s satisfaction, they slowed to a slap-then-knead method. Sara and Jane savored the warmth they had created. Every now and then, Jane would sinisterly rattle the caterpillar just to keep things interesting. It was no wonder why she loved that toy.
“Oh, listen to her bawl like a spoiled baby!” Aunt Sara said mockingly.
“I know; isn’t it pathetic? Fortunately, I’ve changed her wardrobe at home to reflect her babyish ways.”
Cherin’s brain perked up at this revelation: “My clothes?!”
“You mean foofy, frilly little girl outfits? Big bows in her hair and everything?” Aunt Sara chimed. She just loved humiliating Cherin like this.
“You bet! Her little, cutesy skirts will give us easy access to her ‘forbidden places,’ too,” laughed Jane. Aunt Sara laughed wickedly, too, fantasizing about the hot, young brunette in such clothes.
Despite her searing rump, Cherin managed her best growl. The thought of these women ruining her whole wardrobe deeply angered her. For some strange reason, the issue bothered her more than her current situation. Maybe it was a ‘girl thing.’ Cherin couldn’t fathom living without her wondrous selection of tight pants and sexy underwear!
“Oooo, temper, temper, little girl!” Sara scolded bitingly.
Cherin’s mother snapped, “You’d better watch your mouth, young lady!”
Cherin growled again. She was not happy.
“How dare you smart off to ME in MY own home?!” Aunt Sara fumed.
“Not only is she smarting off, but her pussy is STILL dripping!”
“STILL?!” Sara said angrily. She took a close look at Cherin slit, confirming her sister’s observation.
It was all true. Cherin couldn’t even believe how damp she was. At the same time, she realized her aunt and mother’s anger began to overshadow her own little tantrum. For what it was worth, Cherin briefly enjoyed standing up to them.
“I can’t believe it either!”
Aunt Sara frowned, “I was hoping to have more fun with the caterpillar, but this problem must be taken care of.” Dutifully, she marched over to the chest and grabbed another item.
Again, Cherin could not make out what she held.
“If the pussy’s the problem, then we’ll punish the pussy itself. Hopefully, that’ll fix her ATTITUDE, too,” Aunt Sara declared sternly. Kneeling near Cherin’s pussy, Sara unceremoniously forced the girl’s meaty labia open near the clit. Carefully, she wielded a long, narrow, flexible tube.
Jane, not thinking her sister would go to such lengths, covered her mouth and gasped, but Cherin was none the wiser.
With expert hands, Sara worked the catheter against Cherin’s urethra.
Now, this type of attention was something Cherin would NEVER have expected in a million years. She shrieked as loud as she could and desperately tried to pull away, but it was simply useless. Helplessly, she felt the catheter slither deeper into her urethra. She howled terribly when the small tube reached her bladder. To her audible dismay, the ability to control her own urination now belonged to her captors. Her little protest and wet pussy had made things even worse for her.
Smartly, Sara had a clip on the tube, preventing any leakage. Golden fluid could already be seen in the emerged section of tubing. As for the length of tube that extended past the clip, Sara worked that in between the girl’s sexy, bound thighs. This meant that any release would soak only Cherin in a place where it wouldn’t dry quickly.
“All right, Jane,” Aunt Sara said most seriously, “get the crop and give this dirty pussy a good spanking. I’ll consider whether or not I want to use clips on her labia, too. Cherin, I had so wanted to play with the caterpillar some more, but you had to ruin EVERYTHING with your nasty cunt and foul mouth.”
Obediently, Jane went to get the crop. She didn’t want to mess with her sister when she acted like this. Her daughter must have offended Sara more than she originally thought. That was okay because Jane had been hankering to discipline Cherin’s pussy from the beginning, for there was just so much to do with that young body!
As Sara waited patiently, she stared at the tube emerging near Cherin’s clit. She noticed Cherin’s naughty clit was still engorged. Then, she suddenly realized that her suction machine could handle yet another tube... She had a sinister idea.
However, Jane was not aware of Sara’s idea as she stepped behind her daughter, but it didn’t matter at the moment. Right now, holding a crop in hand, Jane’s eyes focused on those defenseless labia. Now, Cherin’s full, round ass was certainly the main attraction, but her full, meaty pussy was utterly impossible to ignore, too. Despite her legs being bound tightly together, her lewdly-arched form still thrust her cunt obscenely into the open air, and no other girl could have possibly displayed a more inviting target. With it’s partly-visible, glistening lips, Cherin’s upturned pussy seemingly begged for all the wrong attention. And, the wrong attention was the only thing on Jane’s mind as she sized up her young daughter’s intimate region between the caterpillar and the catheter...
Naively, Cherin never fully understood the idea of having her pussy spanked. Her young mind had never entertained such thoughts because, traditionally, only asses could be spanked. It never dawned on her that ANY body part–not just the ass–could receive a sound spanking. At the same time, her young mind was too engulfed with the current sensations all over her teenage, large-bottomed body to realize the looming danger.
Sara moved aside so her sister could have full access to that gorgeous backside. She would wait until after the pussy tanning before she’d implement her devious plan. She smiled wickedly at Jane, knowing what excitement they were in store for. Jane winked back devilishly, sparking fiendish giggling from both of them.
“Cherin, baby, your little pussy is going to be very sorry,” Jane smiled as she lustfully massaged her daughter’s outer labia with the crop. Aunt Sara watched the motions like a hungry wolf, deeply wanting justice exacted for Cherin’s naughtiness.
With her mouth sealed shut, Cherin dejectedly sobbed her best, “Nooooooooooooo...” There was nothing more she could do; these twisted women owned her.
Flashing her sister one more excited, pearly smile, Cherin’s mother gave the poor girl a skillful lash on her left lab. Cherin’s body utterly quaked as she bellowed in pain; never before had she felt such a dreadful sensation! Jane’s expertise landed the next blow on her daughter’s right lab, releasing another shriek from Cherin. She continued happily from lab to lab. With every new lash, Cherin’s labia began to match the recently-reddened color of her ass. Her stubbled nether flesh seared with infernal pain. Both women cheered wildly when Jane’s final lash precisely caught Cherin’s damp slit, causing the biggest reaction yet from the bound beauty.
“If you weren’t so naughty, honey, none of this would be necessary,” cooed Jane while she traced over Cherin’s freshly-spanked labia with the wicked crop. Jane could almost feel the warmth she created travel up through the crop itself. Leering at her daughter’s red ass and pussy, she felt very proud of herself. She never thought her daughter would bring her so much pleasure!
Now, Aunt Sara was very satisfied with her sister’s punishment, but she wouldn’t be truly happy until she administered her own correction. After admiring Jane’s handiwork a little longer, Sara stepped over to commence her plan. She was so glad she had thought of it. It would be so much fun!
“Jane, tell this naughty girl about her new wardrobe while I get some things ready. I LOVE to hear about it!” Sara spoke cruelly.
Still tickling her daughter’s pussy, Jane giggled, “Oh, of course, Sara! Cherin will have frilly knee-highs... girly, little skirts... cute ‘Mary Jane’ shoes... and sassy, gaudy belts. Bad, little girls don’t get to wear bras... because those are for mature girls, but she’ll certainly show cleavage! Her little panties... will be whatever we want!”
Thinking about Cherin’s submissiveness, both dominating women had a good laugh.
Humiliated, Cherin simply whined and pouted, feeling the stinging sensations in her most intimate regions.
By this time, Aunt Sara had hooked another hose to the redesigned breast pump while Cherin looked on with dumbfounded, teary eyes. The end of the tube hissed like a snake from the powerful suction. Wielding the new tube ominously, her aunt displayed a wicked smile as she walked behind the imprisoned seventeen year-old.
“Now, in case we need to stretch these naughty lips,” explained Sara sternly, “we’ll attach these four clips.” Aunt Sara unceremoniously nabbed her niece’s inner labia and began to add clips to them. Both women giggled and smiled as Sara clipped Cherin’s tender skin, causing the poor girl to jerk and shriek terribly. To keep things even, two clips were placed on each side.
“Ohhh, what’s the suction hose for?” Jane smirked.
“Ah, Jane, this is to punish one of the NAUGHTIEST of naughty parts! And, I think you know what part I’m talking about! Hopefully, this will lengthen it enough to stick outside her outer labs, making it something she can’t help rubbing by moving around!”
Sick laughter emerged from the duo as they thought about the possibilities.
Cherin groaned in deeper defeat, having a good idea what they were meaning to do. Things had just gotten worse for her poor, sexy body.
Jane walked around in front of Cherin to address her: “Honey, mommy’s going to watch your face as Aunt Sara attaches the hose to your naughty spot!”
Although Cherin was determined to give her mother absolutely nothing to look at, Sara’s manipulation of the tube was too much. Cherin winced and mewled as her aunt affixed the hose to her delicate clitoris. Through her teary eyes, the girl could see the amused, belittling countenance of her mother. However, the intense suction of the properly attached hose, drew her senses into another confusing whirlwind. It was a painful and pleasurable potpourri of feelings ‘down there’ for the girl.
“Come here and look at this, Jane!” Sara beckoned excitedly. “I think it’s getting longer already!”
Jane quickly came around to watch the device in action and was pleasantly surprised with her sister’s ingenuity. The hose on her clit DID seem to make it longer already, and the thing didn’t need any straps to hold it on. The power of the machine’s suction secured it like the hoses on Cherin’s nipples.
Both ladies giggled mischievously and stepped back to admire their progress so far. Both ladies were obviously pleased with the results. Happily, they admired Cherin’s perfect, red ass and juicy, red pussy still framed in those ruined dress pants. Just thinking of what those various devices were doing to the unwilling girl sent shivers down their spines. The more discomfort Cherin felt, the more Jane and Sara enjoyed themselves. Could disciplining a problem child get any better?!
Just then, the doorbell rang, which was heard in the soundproof basement on a separate ringer.
“Oh, good, our other guests must be here!” stated Sara with renewed excitement in her voice.
“This is going to be SO much fun!" cried Jane in her own state of bliss.
Cherin wondered just who these “guests” might be as she struggled and tried to focus mentally, so as not to fall into this torture trap that her mother and aunt had so carefully orchestrated. Her private areas were still very sore, but her busy clitoris stole more and more of her precious focus.
“I'll go let them in while you keep an eye on our naughty girl with the big, round bottom, Jane,” winked Aunt Sara.
“Okay, see you in a minute, sweetie,” replied Jane to her sister. Jane was more than happy to admire her daughter’s prostrate body for as long as necessary.
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