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                               Wimp's Progress - Chapter 1

       At the impressionable age of fourteen, Charles began to experience a new feeling towards members of the opposite sex. Unfortunately this included his three sisters, one his twin, and the other two older. This manifested itself in developing ways to peek into their rooms at the slightest hint of an open door, and attempts to purloin their underwear from the family hamper so he could use the smell and texture as ways to sexually excite himself to new heights. Emboldened by his meager successes he overstepped and was discovered peering through a crack in the bathroom door as Mavis, the oldest, took a bath. He was only one or two strokes from nirvana when his mother happened upon him. Prior to his discovery, he had been congratulating himself on having chosen Mavis as his target of opportunity. His older sister had been blessed with not only breasts that were firm, shapely and above average in size, her pubic hair was a forest in which he hoped to romp at least in his dreams.

       Without speaking a word, she beckoned him to follow her. Alicia led him into her bedroom, ordered him to close the door and then confronted him over his aberrant behavior, that was no secret among the ladies of the house. In fact Mavis had deliberately set the trap that had caught him by not hanging her bathrobe over the crack everyone knew was in the bathroom door. Like a fool he had taken the bait and was about to suffer the consequences. He could not believe his ears when his mother ordered him to undress. He stood speechless, his face turning a bright red, making no effort to obey her. She quickly closed the gap between them and slapped him across the face, not once, but a number of times, until he came out of his daze and began undressing.

       Finally he stood there naked, his hands covering his genitals which had shrunk from the embarrassing state in which he found himself. His mother smirked and ordered him to expose himself, threatening him by raising her hand. He complied, fearing another salvo of slaps. Alicia made him cower as she walked around his trembling body clucking and even giggling. Then she spoke and what he heard made his stomach hurt.

       "Charles you are the only male in this house and I expected you to set a good example by acting mature. I had hoped that by acting like an adult you might have acted as a model for your twin sister and perhaps even had some positive influence on your older sisters as well. That has not been the case, and now I must take a hand in this matter. Because of your terrible behavior, from now on you will be under the discipline of every female in the house. You will do exactly what you are told and any deviation will result in severe repercusions. I am also speaking to your homeroom teacher, Ms. Lasher, about your situation, alerting her to your potential for deviant behavior and allowing her to properly discipline you either on school grounds or at some suitable off-site location that she and I will agree upon."

       Charles was stunned at her words. To him it sounded as if he suddenly had become a prisoner in his own home and worse still even at school. The thought of being dominated by his sisters had its appealing side. Even in his current situation, standing naked before his mother in her bedroom, he began to fantasize about being forced to lick the pubes of his big sister, Mavis, under the threat of being whipped if he failed to do her properly. He was brought back to reality by the gasp that came from his mother. He glanced down to realize that he had developed a substantial erection and this was what had caused her reaction. Quickly he crossed his hands over his groin and stared at the floor, wishing it would open up and swallow him.

       When he finally looked up, his jaw dropped and his mouth opened, but nothing came out. There stood his mother wiggling out of her dress and revealing her undies, a functional white K-Mart special bra and matching full cut panties. She kicked off her flats, gave him a mocking grin and unhooked her bra. Out tumbled a set of tits that were almost as big and firm as what he had just been spying on in the bathroom. Then she shocked him further by cupping those big tits and thumbing the nipples that rose up from the dark circles surrounding them.

       He was in some kind of a trance, because he never moved as she yanked her panties down to reveal a thick patch of pubic hair that made what Mavis had look sparse. His eyes picked up the pot belly that hung over her pussy mound, the thick thighs and the stretch marks from the four births that produced her children. His cock got hard as steel, and he took a tentative step towards this naked siren who seemed to be drawing him like filings to a magnet. Right now she wasn't the one who carried him before he was born, she was some sex goddess that he wanted to fuck and fuck again. Then the mood was broken by a sharp rapping on the door. Before he had time to move, his mother asked the person on the other side to come in and be quick about it.

       Just how much humiliation could one witless wimp endure in such a short time? In walked his three  sisters, all wearing bathrobes and big smiles. Flanking Mavis were his twin sister, Edwina, and Victoria, the middle sister of the trio. None of them seemed at all shocked to discover their mother stark naked and their wimpy brother in the same state. Why should they be? They were all in on the ruse that brought him to this uncomfortable situation. Edwina gave him a mischievous grin and stuck her tongue out at him. Mavis went her one better by giving Charles the finger, boldly thrusting it into the air. It was Victoria who made the most serious threat, pointing to his rapidly shrinking cock and then making a snipping motion with two of her fingers. That finished off his erection in no time flat. Then their mother spoke, laying out the ground rules that would now be used around the house when it came to Charles. The youth could hardly believe his ears!

       "From this moment on Charles will refrain from wearing any clothing around the house unless he has been given permission by me or one of the girls. His school clothing will be stored in the closet by the front door, and all dressing and disrobing will be done in that alcove only. He will be responsible for making sure it is clean, pressed and conforms to the regulations of the school, especially that of his home room. Charles must ask for permission to use the toilet, and be escorted and observed while performing any function that requires the use of the facilities."

       "To assist him in maintaining proper decorum in the presence of his sisters and myself, any evidence of an erection will be dealt with immediately by whoever observes it. Acceptable techniques include, but are not limited to, cold showers, squeezing the testicles, striking the sex organ smartly with one's open hand, jumping jacks or some other form of vigorous exercise, applying a cold compress to his genitals, or administering an enema whose contents have been approved by me."

       By now Charles had been reduced from the rank of teenaged boy to wimp, third class. He wasn't even on the totem pole, let alone ranked. The wimp was now at the mercy of every female that resided in this house. However, there was more to come, and it was even worse.

       "In the event that any of us are entertaining guests, Charles is to be made available for viewing. Naturally he will be naked and hopefully well enough trained by then to avoid accidents such as unwanted erections. In the event that one does occur, the guest or guests will have first right of refusal with respect to eliminating his condition. Everyone is urged to become seriously involved in his rehabilitation."

       "I propose that he be "gentled" at least twice a day, and if necessary the gentling may be increased further if no good results are obtained with the base line. There shall be no skin to skin contact with his penis while he is being gentled. As a minimum, latex gloves must be worn. However other gloves or physical dams that may produce additional sensations that enhance his ability to display self control during gentling are welcome. The sperm that he produces during one of these procedures will be collected, measured, analyzed for sperm count and stored under refrigeration for other applications that may prove necessary to tame and control him."

       "Those of you who enjoy the freedom of less clothing while home are encouraged to continue what you consider normal in this area. Charles will move about the house performing chores that he will receive from me and my eldest, Mavis. The other girls are expected to assist Mavis in carrying out her responsibilities in this area. I will be responsible for assigning suitable punishments to your brother for various infractions to the new rules and requirements for coexisting peacefully in this residence. I will also expect to have volunteers to assist me when I have to discipline him. To make sure that he does not use his superior physical strength to avoid carrying out our orders, he will be handcuffed at all times. This implies that physical contact might be unavoidable in certain rare circumstances, but I shall be the judge of that prior to the situation occurring."

       The boy wimp's eyes popped when his mother, still naked and looking more sexy by the moment, opened a drawer in her chest and produced a pair of shiny handcuffs. The girls oohed and aahed and crowded closer to their brother as Alicia approached her son and bade him to turn around so she could cuff his hands behind his back. For the briefest of moments he debated about making a run for it, but knew what would befall him once they regained control over him. The girls applauded when the cuffs clicked shut, imprisoning him. Next Alicia produced a sleeping mask and fitted it over his eyes. Now he was in total darkness and beginning to become dizzy from being unable to locate some type of bearing that he could use as a fix to allow him to stay balanced. Then he heard rustling and giggling that came from every direction. He sensed that he was now surrounded by his sisters and mother. He had no idea what to expect next.

       Suddenly the mask was gone and as his eyes readjusted to the brightness of the room, he realized that everyone of his sisters was as naked as a jaybird. Mavis was no surprise, after all he had been masturbating to her naked body when Alicia rudely interrupted his fantasy just short of fruition. Victoria and his twin sister, Edwina, were something else with which to deal. Victoria was a brunette, but she lacked any sign of pubic hair. Instead he stared at a raw, red-lipped gash, almost as if someone had taken a knife or other cutting implement to her mound. To his astonishment Edwina was also devoid of pubic hair, but the narrow entrance to her cunt was guarded by pink bumpers of flesh. Once he got over the shock of their baldness, his cock sprang to attention, stiff as a tuning fork and almost vibrating like one. There were muffled gasps and a guffaw from Victoria. His eyes caught those of his mother and he cringed at the icy stare he got from her. He was doomed and all that needed to happen was for her to pronounce his sentence. He was totally screwed and he knew it!

                          (To be continued-rolf palsy)

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December 27, 1982, West Monroe, Ohio “I’m tempted, but not tonight. I’m not saying never, but not tonight.” Janey frowned, “Nothing I can do to change your mind?” “Remember what I said about slow but sure.” “Can I see you again before you go back to Taft?” “Maybe Friday?” “Sure.” “We’ll talk at work. You work every day, right?” “Yes. How about another kiss?” I smiled and pulled her closer again and we exchanged another soft French kiss. “Good night,” I said when we broke the kiss a...

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After my little chat with Brewer (see Bending Brewers' mind) a few weeks past. It was a critical time, one in which he could take a real hiding or he could start down the road of committed cuckold. You can bet, I wondered what happened to him! Then my mistress updated me, it was whilst I was manicuring her toe nails. MY Mistress sent me on a two day course, to learn proper pedicure, so so she trusted me to look after her feet, to paint her nails, bright red in the way that my master Wesley...

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The Girls Part 3 of 9 Natural Progression

“You never got to feel my breasts Michael. Do you want to now? She asked. “Gosh…that would be great!” I answered and started to reach out to her chest. She held up her hand, I stopped and she shed her halter top exposing her breasts which were at this point wrapped up in a quite utilitarian bra. At years old, sexy bras were not the norm in the sixties. Functional seemed to be the thing. Still, to me, I found her sexy as hell, and so did my dick, which was rising to the occasion. “Ok” she...

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Progression

Just some more stuff about mila and how we got to where we are.Just tidbits , no real story.As ive said, aside from some drunken exhibitionist sex, some of which she wasnt even aware of, she likes to consider herself a straightlaced mom. But there have been times the slut in her has shown through< even if i nudge sometimes.A younger us, she assured me i was more than enough sexually and she was happy. She told me she really didnt think many guys were attractive to her , but she was lying to...

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See I had it all. I had great stable income, nice house, car, few other toys and the what is most important a family to be proud of. However there was something that my life was lacking. I did get usual action. A couple of actions few times a week with my wonderful wife. A few times not because she was denying me, but because as usually happens after marriage novelty slowly erodes. I knew we were bored, and I also knew if something didn’t change soon, one of us might be tempted to do something...

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Progression

My wife and I have an active and adventurous love life, we will both try most things at least twice, so we definitely know if it is something we don’t like. We have the two obvious exceptions and we don’t do any d**gs beyond coffee and alcohol. We have never forced each other to do something either of us is uncomfortable with. We have a book called ‘The greatest sex tips in the world’. Look it up, I’d recommend it.Four or five years ago we had a holiday in the south of France, we’d booked a...

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sex progression

this is a quick and dirty account of my sexual life. if anyone is interesded I will give all the details.7 years old dicover my cock and the potential to feel goog8 years old play with my sisters vaginia9 in front of my father , i petteted the familily dogs cock at a party, and was told that part of the dog was dirty. that set the hook10 years old found a playboy and the illistrated guide to Lovemaking in my parents bedroom closet11 year old frirt homosexual touching with a male friend in a...

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Unnatural Progression

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The SmithChapter 27 Device progression

Christmas this year we stayed at home visiting Cat’s two families, one adoptive and one biological. Moria was in the Alps skiing for two weeks. She needed the vacation after spending two hours on the phone being badgered by my current student who tenaciously refused to drop a certain subject until my former student agreed. After spending the rest of December ‘fixing’ the Extruder from its ‘God Awful’ performance, Cat made her first coil. Frankly, the projections worried me. EPI was closed...

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Wimp Husband

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Wimp Familys Training

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Wimp Loses To Young Black BossCh2

Chapter Two of a true storyFollowing the humiliating events of his college days Myron went to work for a small, executive firm in Marketing and Development. There, he honed his skills and climbed the corporate ladder very well over the next 12 and a half years. He saved nearly every dime he could in the hopes of providing for his future and future wife. Hopefully, someday a family as well. Myron, the 6' 7" tall and 224 lb. pencil-necked and noticeably nerdish white man was now completely...

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Wimp Loses To Young Black BossCh1

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Wife Enjoys With A Young Stud In The Trail Room

I am in deep love with my wife, we have a very good sex life, even after 20 years of marriage, we get into sex almost 2 to 3 time a week, of late while having sex I often think of my wife having sex with another male in my presence, I fantasize that I am watching the whole show without my wife noticing it, I prefer a fantasy in which she is accidentally taken by some stranger. My wife is 46 years and I am 49 we have a son who is in his 12th standard and we have put him in a hostel in Hyderabad...

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Only One Night

“You’re teasing me.” “Is that so?” he returned, cocking a half grin. “You’re my student. That’d be inappropriate.” “I want you.” Even softer said, I brushed my hand against his resting beside me. He remained quiet for several seconds. “Say that louder.” He said flatly. A former student reconnects with her high school teacher. Author’s note: This is based on my real sex fantasy. It’s a slow burn. My writing is purely for self-fulfillment. Mr. W, if you ever read this, my offer still...

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The Road To Watching

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Black Cock Worship

The young black buck sat arrogantly naked in front of me on the couch in his parents' front living room. His huge erection reached proudly toward the ceiling and as he sipped from a Colt .45 can, he eyed me knowingly, pleased with my focus on his 15-year-old boyhood. He knew that I was very eager to service his ebony meat. I stared in wonder at the boy's foot-long cock, in awe of the black phallic tower swaying so enticingly in front of me. I had only met him a short while before at the...

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I Watched My Young Niece Masturbate

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