The Inlaws 2
I stood there nervously since I knew if I was not brave and yelled I would get
three extra ones in the same place as the one that made me yell.
She told me to take a deep breath which pushed my boobs out even more then
brought the switch across my pubic bone. It took me by surprise having forgotten
how much the switch stung and I made an involuntary shriek of pain.
She said,"I told you to be brave! Brace yourself."
She gave me three more at the same place with one actually hitting the top of my
vaginal slit but I managed to keep my response to gasps and what she called my
"Dance of pain." It isn't really a dance. The pain is so bad you just can't help
shifting your weight from leg to leg and swaying in a futile effort to relieve
the pain.
She began putting red stripes across my tummy about a couple of inches apart
working up to my boobs. Actually my tummy was not as sensitive and I managed to
just moan or gasp. I couldn't remember how the switch felt on my chest which
then were just small bumps but full breasts were much different. The pain seemed
to go deep inside me while my boobs jumped and flattened under the switch to
make tears flow down my cheeks to fall on my striped boobs.
The last one was across both nipples which hurt so bad I had to yip. That
brought three more that had me sobbing like a baby.
She decided to give me a break and let me stand there shuddering with sobs until
I calmed down.
She said, "Remember to be brave." I remembered my tender inner thighs had been
the worst part of the spanking and moaned.
She made me open my legs even more then went behind me in order to let the men
have a good view.
She began forehanding and back handing my thighs working up from just above my
knees with the tip digging in to the front of them. Just as I remembered the
pain increased as the stripes climbed toward my crotch. I began dancing harder
and hated the men for their chuckles and comments about how my tummy was
pulsating, my boobs jerking about, and my pussy winking with my movements.
On the final three she did an incredibly cruel thing. She brought the switch up
from the floor to rip at my left then right pussy lips with the last going into
my open slit to cause unbelievable pain to my clitoris.
It was too much. I screamed and dropped to my knees clutching my poor wounded
pussy with both hands oblivious to the fact my actions could have caused six
more strokes in the same place. Fortunately Mom thought I had had enough and let
me kneel there howling in pain like a whipped puppy.
Then Jake did an incredibly sweet thing. He picked me up in his arms and asked
Mom if there was any lotion for his poor baby. Mom told him there was some in
the upstairs bathroom by my room. He carried me to my bed and laid me out on my
back then got the lotion and began caressing it on all my stripes especially to
the ones on my breasts and pussy.
In a few moments the sting and burning sensations were replaced by an excitement
I had never felt before. I moaned, "Oh Jacob. Please make love to me. Let me
forget the pain."
He said, "I will darlin, but you must get my dick wet so I won't hurt you
anymore."
He stripped as quickly as he could revealing a beautiful hard penis sticking
straight up with the head above his navel. He came to me and pushed it down
towards my mouth saying, "Lick it and suck on it to get it wet with your saliva
so it will slide in easily."
That seemed very degrading but he seemed to only being kind to me so I did it. I
licked all of the shaft and then the head finally taking it in my mouth to
slather my tongue around it until he was ready to start feeding that monster
into my still slightly stinging pussy.
It was wonderful. Even the sharp pain when my hymen tore did not keep me from
enjoying it more than I had imagined. Like all girls I had occassionally
masturbated but that seemed nothing next to that wonderful dick going from the
edges of my lips to so deep inside I could feel my guts move out of the way.
He was wonderful he has this amazing ability to hold off his climax until he is
sure I have reached mine and I actually had two powerful orgasms until he
grunted and I felt his dick jumping inside of me as he spurted his semen.
We laid back all sweaty and breathing hard while he cuddled me then he said,
"Poor baby. I didn't know she would be so mean."
I kissed him and said, "I know. If you had you would not have told on me."
I had some doubts though. At his insistence I had described my spankings
graphically but then I remembered something.
"I didn't know either. It has been a long time since I was spanked and I forgot
how bad it was. Anyway the worst by far was having her hit my pussy which she
had never done before."
"Yes that was obviously the worst, but it must have all been pretty bad."
"Yes it is all bad. The humiliation of having to cut switches I know will hurt
me and the embarrassment of being stripped for the switching, having to hold a
position to make my body so vulnerable and then of course the switching."
"Yes. on a scale from one to ten which area was the worst."
"I guess my tummy would be five, my breasts seven, my upper inner thighs eight,
my nipples nine and my pussy ten."
"Well you certainly proved you are my dream girl. You were so beautiful with
your arms on your head lifting your breasts while you were sucking in your
tummy. I especially admired your willingness to suffer the punishment you
deserved and your courage."
"Well I don't really know if it was courage. I knew from prior experience that
if I did not obey she would make it worse. Once when I just couldn't hold my
legs open she hung me by my wrists from the chandelier and tied my legs open in
the splits then used the big switch to welt every inch of my body from my knees
to my shoulders. After that I managed to keep them open."
I thought that may bring me sympathy but then I saw his dick getting rock hard
thinking about it and he rolled on top of me to fuck me again even longer and
better than the first.
Again we ended up panting and all sweaty and I suggested we go downstairs for
something cold to drink.
He agreed but said, "I want you to go downstairs in a special way to show you
are willing to humiliate yourself for me. I am going to put my belt around your
neck as if it were a dog leash and you will go down on hands and knees."
At least that would not hurt and I agreed but first he decided to play a bit by
having me get on my knees to beg, and roll over and play dead as if I was really
a dog to be trained.
We went downstairs with him holding the leash and giving me some light slaps
with the end of the belt on my butt which didn't really hurt.
At the kitchen he took two beers out of the fridge but rather than giving me the
bottle he poured it into a bowl and told me to lap it up like the sweet little
bitch I was.
It was really humiliating but worse I couldn't help but think that if he would
do this so early in our relationship he may come up with worse things later. I
still thought it was worth it though since he had given me wonderful orgasms and
I would be living in luxury when not being misstreated.
When he finished his beer he went to my folks bedroom and knocked on the door.
When Mom answered sleepily he told them to come out and see how well behaved I
had become.
They came out in robes and he had me do my doggy tricks. At "Dead Dog" he told
me to close my eyes then he begain caressing my body.
He said, "Feel good?"
I sighed, "Oh yes." I expected more caresses but suddenly there was a sharp
sting across my nipples and I rose up and opened my eyes to see him holding the
little switch.
He said, "Bad doggy. Dead dogs don't open their eyes. You need to be punished
but I think I will let you punish yourself."
He had me stand up then handed me the belt and told me to swing it around my
back to let the tip hit my front and that I would be able to stop when he
decided I had reddened my skin enough."
God that was total humiliation. It had been bad enough to have to cut the
switches. Now I had to punish myself while they watched.
Mom said, "If she doesn't redden herself enough we can finish with the big
switch."
That really scared me and I started swinging the belt gasping as the tip made
red splotches on my belly and breasts. Then something strange happened. I began
to get excited by the stings and started hitting harder and aimed for my nipples
and even my pussy. It seemed my excitement was greater than the pain and I was
soon panting with my tummy pulsating in the first stages of orgasm.
Then he completed my humiliation when he said, "Just as I expected. She is
excited by this. Juices spatter from her pussy when she hits it. You can stop
now Allene."
I didn't want to stop. I was just at that terrible point just before a massive
orgasm but I dropped the belt wondering what kind of terrible slut I must be to
be excited by that.
My humiliation was not at an end. He said, "John I see by the tent in your robe
that this has excited you. It must be uncomfortable. Allene can show you how she
has learned to suck cock. Allene. Kneel and open his robe."
I was shocked and said, "You must be joking. He is my father. That is incest. I
won't do it."
"Actually I am not sure a blowjob would be incest. I think that is for fucking
but it doesn't matter. If you don't do it I am sure your Mother and I can come
up with a punishment that will have you begging us to let you do it."
I had no doubt about that and whimpering opened his robe to see a dick a little
shorter but fatter than Jakes. I remembered what Jake taught me and licked his
scrotum and shaft before putting the head in my mouth to lick it as I sucked.
I guess he was already really excited because in just a moment he grapbbed the
back of my head and jammed his dick into my throat making me gag as his cum shot
down my throat. I was relieved to find that although it had the texture of snot
it did not taste bad.
I thought nothing could be more humiliating than sucking my Dad's dick but I was
wrong. Jake noticed Mom had her hands inside her robe rubbing he pussy and said,
"Allene. Your Mother needs to be relieved as well."
There was no use arguing. I crawled over to her and opened her robe to see her
pussy was all wet from her fingers rubbing it. Jake said, "To give you incentive
to do a good job your Dad and I will spank your butt until your mother reaches
climax."
I didn't know what I should do but they were happy to give me directions
telling me to lick her inner lips and clitoris and also driving my tongue into
her pussy as far as it would go. Unlike the skin of dicks that was much like
sucking a thumb her pussy had a musky taste and smell I found revolting. It was
really hard to concentrate on pleasing her while feeling the almost constant
stings to my ass but she finally made a little scream and mashed my face into
her pussy for her orgasm.
Even that wasn't enough for her. She began moaning, "More. I want more. Fuck me,
both of you."
Dad laid down on his back and she sat on his dick forcing it into her ass while
her face had an agonized look with her mouth in an O shape. Then she laid back
and Jake began feeding his monster into her sopping pussy. They rutted like
animals with her making constant moans and shrieks.
I felt cheated. I had been stopped before I could have my orgasm and I had just
been used to excite them for theirs. Watching them made me jealous of her while
I wondered what it would feel like to have that fat dick jammed in my asshole.
My ordeal paid off in a way. Jake was now convinced I would make a good wife. My
life changed from then on. I was never allowed to wear underwear from then on
and he took all my good dresses and skirts to a tailor to be hemmed up untl my
butt was barely covered. Then he removed the top three buttons on my blouses and
dresses. I told him I could not wear them in public because if I bent over my
butt would be exposed as well as my breasts. He just said that I would have to
be careful and not bend over.
Have you ever tried to spend a day without bending over.I really tried but
sometimes I would slip and when I did whatever I exposed would be punished. He
really enjoyed the fact I would docilely hold out my boobs or push out my naked
butt for him to whip with his belt. In comparison to the switch it was not awful
and I found if he kept it up long enough I would become excited.
That convinced him I would be a good wife and we caught a plane to Las Vegas to
be married.
end part 2
