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As he raked leaves he noticed something on the side of the flower beds half hidden by the rose bushes

As he raked leaves he noticed something on the side of the flower bed, half-hidden by the rose bushes. Glancing around to make sure he wasn't being watched he quickly bent down then picked it up.

It was a ladies bracelet, apparently silver, with the name ?SARAH? engraved on it.

Sarah's bracelet, the one she had been storming all over the house looking for these last few days. The same one no doubt, that she had said was so valuable to her, and she was so upset about losing.

She must have had dropped it when she had exited her car last week in a hurry and ran inside the house.

Wow, what a find he thought.

He really hated Sarah because she was always such a bitch to him.? Yet maybe deep down he actually liked her ? and for the same reason.

Making him wear those little schoolgirl outfits. Then tormenting him, and humiliating him in front of the others, her girl friends whom she liked to party with.

He sometimes really hated her and he knew that she despised him but although he tolerated a lot from her he submitted to her because that was what his own Mistress, Miss Helen required of him.

Now he had something Sarah would want, and he thought about just trashing it. That would teach her he mused.

The 18-year-old boyslut, like many youngsters his age, sometimes thought he was just so clever. He thought he was so big and smart. He would be able to outwit Sarah. She would not even know he had ever found it.

She had seemed so upset about losing it. He had heard that she even almost accused Mistress Sue, or Mistress Helen of stealing it!

Hell, that little bitch Sarah he thought, only a few years older than him and yet she was always smacking him about, beating and whipping him, sometimes quite savagely, like she too, completely owned him.

No! He knew who owned him, and it wasn't her.

He just let her do those things to him because Mistress Helen ordered him to, but he hated taking orders from the younger mistress,

After all Miss Sarah was a really just a girl who happened to live in the house of his own real Mistress. His owner was Mistress Helen.

As he quickly examined the thing he thought to himself that it was just a shame and too bad that Miss Sarah had Mistress Helen?s ear right now, and kept taking his Mistress's attention away from him.

He had fleetingly wanted to just throw it away. Then something told told him that he had better return it after all, just in case there was a lot of trouble later.

Anyway he was basically an honest lad, and as much as he may have hated to, he knew he should do the right thing and give it back. He would go return it to Sarah.

Who knows, maybe she would even ease up on him for finding it?

As he mused and started up the driveway towards the house, he was unaware that he was being watched, from behind a curtained window, and the watcher smiled cruelly.

Going into the hallway he called out in a searching voice: "Mistress Sarah? Ma'am? Hello! I just found this and it belongs to you... ...helloo! Where are you Ma'am?"

The house was big and it remained silent as he went into the study still searching for someone to give the found bracelet to.

He was not supposed to even be inside the house at this time of day , and was anxious to just give it to someone and get back out.

He was in the study and noticed his name on some papers on the desk. Evidently Mistress Helen had been communicating with someone named "Rick" recently on the internet and his name had been mentioned.

Absent-mindedly he put the bracelet in the pocket of the ultra-short, denim shorts of his gardening uniform as he picked up the paper and read it.

He was not supposed to be in the house or the study and certainly not supposed to be reading his Mistress's writings.

He felt a twinge of jealousy as he read the comments written there,? and did not notice the door opening slowly behind him.

All at once he heard Sarah's loud voice startle him. He spun around and saw her standing by the door then approaching him.

"Just what the hell, do you think you are doing in here BOY?"

"I..I.. am.. sorry mistress Sarah but I..."

"SILENCE BOY! Position 2! here! THIS INSTANT!"

He was now caught in a trap. and there could only be one outcome.

As he now jumped upright and ran to the middle of the room quickly putting his hands behind his back with each hand grasping the opposite wrist and putting his feet about 3 feet apart, he could only look straight ahead and hope it would end soon as she approached and started circling him.

He tried to explain. ?Miss I found..." But she cut him off with a vicious backhanded slap to his face that left his head spinning and his face red. He almost lost his balance but managed to recover just in time to keep position.

"What exactly were you doing in here boy.... Ah I see... Reading Helen?s personal notes."

He knew her questions were rhetorical and did not require an answer but he wanted to tell her so badly about how he had found her bracelet and was returning it.

She smiled as she saw his obvious fear and nervousness at having been caught.

Pausing for just a moment from circling him she opened a drawer and took out one of the wicked ?thigh stingers? - very whippy and nasty stinging riding crops that all his Mistresses liked to use on him, and started lightly tapping it in her palm as she started walking around him again.

Her voice was now full of bitchiness and malice as she pressed its tip against his smooth hairless thighs just below the hem of his tiny shorts and started dragging it over his flesh as she traced it around and around his upper legs as she continued to menacingly circle him.

"You know you're not supposed to be in here, don't you slut??

she purred, drinking in his fear. ?And yet here I find you - and worse, you're snooping through your Mistress's papers.?

Cruelly she watched his reactions to her words?

?So child, I think a little obedience training is called for, don?t you? I do ? and I see your left sock is half down! And you know that is just against the rules.?

He hated the way all the ladies sometimes spoke to him as if he were 10 years-old. It was especially humiliating when Sarah did it since she was only a few years older than him.

Desperately the boy glanced down now to see if it was true about his sock but immediately Sarah put the crop under his chin and raised his head up, holding it there with the crop.

"You also know not to move during my inspections don't you? Yet you ignore all the rules. What kind of worm child are you?

?Well? You are obviously in need of some strict discipline I think...

So - OK then."

Then stepping beside him, she tapped the back of his right leg high on his thigh. "UP!" was her only command and he lifted his knee trying to keep his balance.

Nervously he bit his lip knowing what was about to happen.

He had faced these ?little? thigh whippings before and they usually ended only after he was a broken wreck.

Sarah started stroking the crop along the front of the raised naked, thigh, menacingly from the hem of his tiny shorts to his knee watching him twitch and licking her lips in anticipation.

"Yes child, some discipline for the naughty boy-slut I think."

As soon as she said this, she quickly withdrew the crop, then slashed it down very fast and very, very hard.

The boy felt a line of fire burn into his leg about half way up his raised and tensed thigh. He winced, tying to keep his balance with his knee in the air.

"Ouch! " he gasped biting his lower lip as the sting grew.

Almost at once, a second vicious stripe burned into his leg just above the first.

Then Miss Sarah lashed his straining thigh yet again even harder.

Then again. And again.

Soon the entire front of his raised young thigh was ablaze with pain and hurt. Again and again the aptly named ?thigh-stinger? slashed into tense flesh, from the hem of his little shorts to about 2 inches above his knee.

These "disciplines" for him were always the same. Always lots of pain, and always a cold cruelty from his Mistresses. He cried out in agony, incoherently as the thigh whipping continued

"Eeeech, owwwww...!"

Sarah just giggled then lashed his burning leg again

So it continued until eventually he couldn?t hold his leg up any more and he staggered putting down his foot, trying desperately to keep his balance and some composure.

As soon as his right foot touched the floor he felt a new particularly vicious sting right across the back of that leg almost just behind his knee, and he heard Miss Sarah just shout again in her coldest voice ?UP? !

Yelping like a wounded puppy and trying to lift his knee again he was almost begging.

"P..Pleease miss.." he started to stutter but as soon as he started to say it there was a fresh line of fire across the front of his thigh, and She just shouted at him

"SILENCE ... SLUT!"

And so it began again.

Now again, and again he felt the crop cutting and slashing across the tortured young flesh of his thigh.

Remorselessly she kept whipping the boy?s upper leg either on the front when still raised or across the back whenever he could no longer stand on one leg, and had to put it down.

Ten times, 15, 20 ? she seemed truly determined to really blister his vulnerable and lean thighs.

Losing his balance, again and slowly his composure as this thigh whipping continued, his right leg slowly exploded again and again, into a fiery searing agony.

After about 10 more vicious cuts from the stinger across his tenderised thigh he could barely keep his knee up and he was now almost sobbing and grunting in agony

She had been completely ignoring his childish gasps and pleas and

had only been using that one command word - "UP" - whenever he could not hold position

Now as his right foot touched the floor in desperation again for the umpteenth time she eventually paused and watched him panting and whimpering for a while.

He was close to real tears and genuine begging by now, and she knew it. This youth, who once thought he was so big and macho, was soon going to be begging her for mercy and would soon be weeping and crying his eyes out like the little bitch he really was.

Yes, she thought as she enjoyed his obvious distress, this boy was going to be brought to his knees in abject misery begging and pleading with her before very soon.

The thought excited her, along with the power she knew she held over him. Her own panties were already damp with her excitement and power.

She had planned this for a long time and her plans involved the complete destruction of his male psyche.

She was really going to break him, body and spirit this day.

In her room she had several vicious little toys that she was anxious to try out on him including a very large strap-on dildo and he was going to feel its full fury within him, very soon. But only after she had already completely crushed him and obliterated his spirit so she could replace it with something new and to her liking.

She knew that later this very day when he had already screamed himself hoarse and had no more tears to shed, when even a slightest breeze across his tortured flesh was absolute agony for him, only then would she be satisfied with this initial phase of his discipline.

Then, just when he was sure he could take no more, she planned to take him into her room and the deepest hell he had ever dreamt of.?

Yes then and only then, would she take him to her lair and violate him again and again quite mercilessly long and very savagely till very late and well into the night.

These thoughts and plans filled her head as she regarded the wretch before her. But first things first.

After waiting for just a few moments she watched him and saw him look at her pleading for mercy with his rapidly watering eyes. She merely smiled coldly at him then casually walked in front of him and stopped to stare into the tears of pain and humiliation now filling his eyes.

He knew too because he could feel it that his young cock was trying to erect as it often did during these ?little? thigh whippings and chastisements.

Under his tight little shorts and frilly panties his penis was aching, burning and burgeoning, but now too it was starting to hurt badly as the teeth in the KTB restrainer started to really bite into his young flesh.

It was so unfair, she was so unfair, even life was unfair.

He so hated to cry and weep in front of Miss Sarah, partly because she obviously enjoyed seeing his tears flow so much, and he never liked to give her the pleasure, so it was doubly shaming to him as she stood there looking up at his obvious distress and discomfort waiting for the salty tears to really start flowing.

Now looking deep into his rapidly watering eyes she just mockingly and coldly smiled,

He knew then that there would be no mercy from her.

?Poor baby? she taunted him, before stepping to his other side , and he felt the crop now rubbed up and down across his other thigh.

He knew what was coming.

His mouth grew very dry as he again felt the tap tap tap and heard her word "UP!"

So she began again on his other thigh, with much the same results. The same burning stripes again and again deep into tender boiling flesh, the same cold commands from her and the same viciously hot pains across the fronts, and the backs of his long, bare thighs.

As he was forced to raise his left knee now and his thigh whipping continued, he started to yelp again, then started to sob out in agony.

She just ignored him, and continued in the same cold manner.

?UP?

?UP?

?UP? was her only word each time a particularly nasty slice from the stinger made him momentarily put his leg down.

After another 20 or so more stinging cuts he almost completely lost his balance, and fell to the floor, panting and now sobbing incoherently.

He was rolling over and frantically trying to rub out the sting from his sore legs. Both of his long bare thighs were really stinging and burning very badly now.

From the short hems of his tiny shorts all the way down to his knees his once tanned and athletic young legs were a mass of welts which had given way to many throbbing crimson and purple stripes.

She just stood over him flexing the crop between her hands and coldly looking down at him and admiring her handiwork.

Through his agony he heard her voice, above him, cold and dripping with malice: "I don't believe boy that I gave you permission to move out of position did I?"

Then he struggled to get up and back into position panting in short breaths, and whimpering now. "Nooo... Ma'am pleeease.."

As the first real tears now rolled down his cheeks and he started to snivel and sob, through his tears and humiliation he saw her smile as she stepped in front of him and grabbing a handful of hair she wrenched his head back and almost spat in his face

"Tears already SLAVE?" she mocked. "Not quite such a big man now are we? Well? NO! You?re just a little cry-baby aren't you? A worthless little bitch-boy.

And then she added, ominously: ?If you knew boy what I have planned for you later this will all seem like a picnic, or a walk in the park. And in case you thought your little thigh whipping was now over I can tell you now that NO, I'm not finished with your thighs yet BOY... Oh no, not by a long ways!"

To make her point clear she briefly stepped back and forcefully slashed again at the fronts of both his legs with her whip? making him squeal and scream in pain then as he calmed down she??

began tapping his right leg again and just said ?UP!?

Moving to his side again she coldly told him: ?Get those hands on your head, now boy! You can cry me a river now, you little bitch because I think we?ll start all over again!?

The next 30 minutes were pure hell for the distraught bleating and weeping youth as once again She thrashed his thighs all over the previous welts till not one inch of thigh flesh was left untouched by the crop.

First one and then the other thigh was devastated as welts landed on welts and he went from crying in earnest to then screaming out at the top of his lungs for mercy - all to no avail.

A few times he thought he would faint or collapse and 3 more times he did drop to the floor screaming and writhing in agony.

Each time it was the same though ? she calmly waited for his hysterics to subside then made him get back up and into position.

Mercilessly then and without any pity she thrashed the wretched boy with the stinger crop.

Eventually she stopped, and admired her work, as she regained her breath.

Now the entire skin surfaces of both his long thighs between his short shorts and knees were bright crimson with some very angry and swollen welts criss-crossing them.

A few flecks of blood even showed where some of the juiciest welts had been split open by her attack.?

She absolutely loved the sight and the defeated look in his wet face,? his tear-soaked cheeks and bloodshot eyes.

"Well boy,? she coldly informed him, ?I think that takes care of your? sock being down but now we must address the small matter of you being in here without permission."

As she said this, his brain could hardly comprehend what she was saying. It was not over, and he knew he could expect a lot more pain at the hands of this vixen.

"Hmmmm I think I will have you across the back of that big empty leather armchair now with your cute little butt stuck up in the air for me, so go over there and drape yourself over it with your head in the seat while I go find a nice whippy CANE... now boy...MOVE!"

The teenager?s face turned pale and he wanted to beg again but the look on Sarah's face stopped him cold. What's the point anyway he thought and he turned tearfully then staggered painfully over to the chair.

As he reached the chair back he leaned over it and held the front edge. It was a big leather recliner, and his feet barely touched the floor with the top digging into his waist , and pushing his buns up he still felt the throbbing and burning in his thighs.

As he lay there now with his head almost in the seat upside down like that he thought about unfair everything was, and he started to sob fresh tears.

Sarah soon came back swishing a nasty looking length of rattan cane in her hand making it swoosh , and sending shivers up his spine.

"Well child," she said, "I think I am going to really hurt you now with this so you better save some tears and say some prayers."

He really hated it when she spoke down to him like he was a 10-year-old or something.

But even as he knew she was approaching him he felt again the urgent throb of his cock in its restrainer.

"I think 6 across the backs of your legs should work for starters don't you?"

He whimpered and gasped.

"No?" she continued. "OK then bitch, we'll make it 12 and I want you to count them out loud for me and then say? 'Thank-you Miss Sarah may I have another'.... don't lose count boy or move, or we will start again. Oh, and by the way boy that's going to be 12 across EACH leg, so it?s 24 in all ! "

Before he could digest what she just said there was a swishing , and the backs of his legs exploded in pain.

"Owww Ohhh Eghhh Noooo!!" he shouted then recovered himself sufficiently to sob out before it was too late,?One, ooh, thank-you? thank-you Miss Sarah may....sob.. I have another? Eeggh"

"Certainly my little slut!" Sarah laughed and then adding "And here it comes!?

Again the swishing sound right before the agonizing impact.

The boy almost jumped up at that one , and gritted his teeth , and held the chair even tighter..sobbing

"Oww, two, thank-you, thank-you Ma'am, Ohhhh please may I have another?"

She continued to cane him slowly, methodically taunting him as she did so.

"Louder boy, I can?t hear you! Oh, now that one won?t count because you jumped up....so here it is again , and remember no moving..

Ouch even I felt that one boy...just look at that juicy weal!...let?s see if I can match it, here.... No that?s NOT what you say... you really are a ditz aren't you boy? I bet you won?t be sneaking in here again will you, you little freak? Ooops, I nearly got your balls with that one didn't I? Yeah right up into your shorts? No,That was not number 15 boy so you get it again ... that's better, number 11 , and this is 12!.. Wow that has got to hurt. No moving boy, I told you...ooops that?s another one I've got to re-do."

It went on like this for an eternity for the boy... he was wailing , and screaming by the time she got to 19 , and she was merciless in requiring him to count, thank her, and beg her for the next.

Five times she had had to repeat strokes by the time she got to 24 because he moved too much...jumped up or kicked his heels out to try and ease the burning.

He was weeping constantly by then almost hysterically, and biting the chair cushion trying to maintain some kind of sanity and trying desperately to wish away or ease the pain that now wracked his legs.

"There boy that should teach you to be in places you don?t belong.

Don't go away little slut I'll be right back," she mockingly laughed as she almost skipped out the door leaving him a wretched blubbering mess still draped over the chair.

He hoped it was over yet something still told him to stay put as he sobbed his heart out.

Eventually he heard her return.

"Now you dirty little slut look at the mess you are making all over that cushion with your pathetic tears , and that gross drooling snot... Ewwww stop blubbering boy.

?Where were we? Oh yes, I remember ? now your punishment would be over except that when I caught you, you had your grubby little nose in Ms Helen?s papers, and we just can?t have you snooping can we, so to finish up our little bit of fun I am now going to......cane your buns like the naughty little tyke you are!

?But first, I think I will remove your little shorts, and panties, since they may give you a little more protection than you deserve and I really want you to feel these next strokes! Anyway, like the old saying goes, and those thighs can attest to ... it?s just so much better on the bare flesh!?

He could only whimper at her words.

She reached around and undid them then started tugging his tiny shorts down his sore thighs.

"Oh my what lovely panties you have on dear ? one minute.

What?s this? In your pocket??

She reached inside the back pocket and found that item that had started this whole thing.

There was silence in the room for a few moments that felt like an eternity to him.

"What the fuck??

All at once everything changed.

She had grabbed his hair and was wrenching back his head.

"Just what the fuck are you doing with this?" she shouted.

"I, I found it ...? he started to cry again both from the pain but more from a fear that gripped him now like a vice and shook his psyche.

"You STOLE it didn?t you boy? Well, DIDN?T you??

"No Ma'am! I.." he tried to blurt out but it was too late.

"You lying little slut!? she shouted. ?If you thought what?s just happened hurt you bad my young bitch boy, well just you wait till I REALLY get started on you!"

She had thrown his head back , and was now on her cell phone.

"Hello, Helen? Yes, it?s me. Listen, I have just caught our slave stealing from me. What? Yes, stealing! You know that bracelet I was on about last week? Well I just found him with it in his pocket and guess where he was... Yes, in your room snooping through your personal shit. OK, thanks I will see you in a bit."

She snapped the cell phone shut , and glared at the distraught youth.

"OK, little thief boy are you in trouble now! Helen is on her way back here and she don't sound happy!"

The boy was devastated. Why had he forgotten about that damn bracelet and put it in his pocket? Now he was caught in a trap from which there was no good way out.

It was all so unfair and he could hardly believe the trouble he was in. Things were going to get a lot worse now for him. Much worse.

He was in a daze now and heard her threaten him again.

"We have some time before she gets here boy, so I think I will cane you again now to help you remember how you stole that bracelet from my room then confess to us both once she's here and she can decide on the proper punishment for a thief.

?I do hope she is really going to make an example of you and I will get to watch.

He was trapped.

Putting his head in his hands, he burst into a new flood of tears.

Sarah just eyed him cruelly and smirked.

Her trap had been sprung and she now had the wretched boy exactly where she wanted him. Broken, snivelling like a baby, and completely at her mercy.

She had found the bracelet 2 days ago but had wanted to teach the boy a lesson for his past disrespect to her.

She knew he'd find it where she planted it and his own stupidity and naivety had done the rest.

Watching the wretched youth tremble, and shake, crying his heart out in his tight and frilly panties aroused her to new heights of ecstasy

Waves of passion overwhelmed her again and again and now soaked her own panties.

She was in heaven and did not want it to stop.

At last, as her passion slowly subsided and she calmed down she knew she had won.

Standing there, and smiling cruelly, she reached again for the cane.

As he raked leaves he noticed something on the side of the flower bed, half-hidden by the rose bushes. Glancing around to make sure he wasn't being watched he quickly bent down then picked it up.

It was a ladies bracelet, apparently silver, with the name ?SARAH? engraved on it.

Sarah's bracelet, the one she had been storming all over the house looking for these last few days. The same one no doubt, that she had said was so valuable to her, and she was so upset about losing.

She must have had dropped it when she had exited her car last week in a hurry and ran inside the house.

Wow, what a find he thought.

He really hated Sarah because she was always such a bitch to him.? Yet maybe deep down he actually liked her ? and for the same reason.

Making him wear those little schoolgirl outfits. Then tormenting him, and humiliating him in front of the others, her girl friends whom she liked to party with.

He sometimes really hated her and he knew that she despised him but although he tolerated a lot from her he submitted to her because that was what his own Mistress, Miss Helen required of him.

Now he had something Sarah would want, and he thought about just trashing it. That would teach her he mused.

The 18-year-old boyslut, like many youngsters his age, sometimes thought he was just so clever. He thought he was so big and smart. He would be able to outwit Sarah. She would not even know he had ever found it.

She had seemed so upset about losing it. He had heard that she even almost accused Mistress Sue, or Mistress Helen of stealing it!

Hell, that little bitch Sarah he thought, only a few years older than him and yet she was always smacking him about, beating and whipping him, sometimes quite savagely, like she too, completely owned him.

No! He knew who owned him, and it wasn't her.

He just let her do those things to him because Mistress Helen ordered him to, but he hated taking orders from the younger mistress,

After all Miss Sarah was a really just a girl who happened to live in the house of his own real Mistress. His owner was Mistress Helen.

As he quickly examined the thing he thought to himself that it was just a shame and too bad that Miss Sarah had Mistress Helen?s ear right now, and kept taking his Mistress's attention away from him.

He had fleetingly wanted to just throw it away. Then something told told him that he had better return it after all, just in case there was a lot of trouble later.

Anyway he was basically an honest lad, and as much as he may have hated to, he knew he should do the right thing and give it back. He would go return it to Sarah.

Who knows, maybe she would even ease up on him for finding it?

As he mused and started up the driveway towards the house, he was unaware that he was being watched, from behind a curtained window, and the watcher smiled cruelly.

Going into the hallway he called out in a searching voice: "Mistress Sarah? Ma'am? Hello! I just found this and it belongs to you... ...helloo! Where are you Ma'am?"

The house was big and it remained silent as he went into the study still searching for someone to give the found bracelet to.

He was not supposed to even be inside the house at this time of day , and was anxious to just give it to someone and get back out.

He was in the study and noticed his name on some papers on the desk. Evidently Mistress Helen had been communicating with someone named "Rick" recently on the internet and his name had been mentioned.

Absent-mindedly he put the bracelet in the pocket of the ultra-short, denim shorts of his gardening uniform as he picked up the paper and read it.

He was not supposed to be in the house or the study and certainly not supposed to be reading his Mistress's writings.

He felt a twinge of jealousy as he read the comments written there,? and did not notice the door opening slowly behind him.

All at once he heard Sarah's loud voice startle him. He spun around and saw her standing by the door then approaching him.

"Just what the hell, do you think you are doing in here BOY?"

"I..I.. am.. sorry mistress Sarah but I..."

"SILENCE BOY! Position 2! here! THIS INSTANT!"

He was now caught in a trap. and there could only be one outcome.

As he now jumped upright and ran to the middle of the room quickly putting his hands behind his back with each hand grasping the opposite wrist and putting his feet about 3 feet apart, he could only look straight ahead and hope it would end soon as she approached and started circling him.

He tried to explain. ?Miss I found..." But she cut him off with a vicious backhanded slap to his face that left his head spinning and his face red. He almost lost his balance but managed to recover just in time to keep position.

"What exactly were you doing in here boy.... Ah I see... Reading Helen?s personal notes."

He knew her questions were rhetorical and did not require an answer but he wanted to tell her so badly about how he had found her bracelet and was returning it.

She smiled as she saw his obvious fear and nervousness at having been caught.

Pausing for just a moment from circling him she opened a drawer and took out one of the wicked ?thigh stingers? - very whippy and nasty stinging riding crops that all his Mistresses liked to use on him, and started lightly tapping it in her palm as she started walking around him again.

Her voice was now full of bitchiness and malice as she pressed its tip against his smooth hairless thighs just below the hem of his tiny shorts and started dragging it over his flesh as she traced it around and around his upper legs as she continued to menacingly circle him.

"You know you're not supposed to be in here, don't you slut??

she purred, drinking in his fear. ?And yet here I find you - and worse, you're snooping through your Mistress's papers.?

Cruelly she watched his reactions to her words?

?So child, I think a little obedience training is called for, don?t you? I do ? and I see your left sock is half down! And you know that is just against the rules.?

He hated the way all the ladies sometimes spoke to him as if he were 10 years-old. It was especially humiliating when Sarah did it since she was only a few years older than him.

Desperately the boy glanced down now to see if it was true about his sock but immediately Sarah put the crop under his chin and raised his head up, holding it there with the crop.

"You also know not to move during my inspections don't you? Yet you ignore all the rules. What kind of worm child are you?

?Well? You are obviously in need of some strict discipline I think...

So - OK then."

Then stepping beside him, she tapped the back of his right leg high on his thigh. "UP!" was her only command and he lifted his knee trying to keep his balance.

Nervously he bit his lip knowing what was about to happen.

He had faced these ?little? thigh whippings before and they usually ended only after he was a broken wreck.

Sarah started stroking the crop along the front of the raised naked, thigh, menacingly from the hem of his tiny shorts to his knee watching him twitch and licking her lips in anticipation.

"Yes child, some discipline for the naughty boy-slut I think."

As soon as she said this, she quickly withdrew the crop, then slashed it down very fast and very, very hard.

The boy felt a line of fire burn into his leg about half way up his raised and tensed thigh. He winced, tying to keep his balance with his knee in the air.

"Ouch! " he gasped biting his lower lip as the sting grew.

Almost at once, a second vicious stripe burned into his leg just above the first.

Then Miss Sarah lashed his straining thigh yet again even harder.

Then again. And again.

Soon the entire front of his raised young thigh was ablaze with pain and hurt. Again and again the aptly named ?thigh-stinger? slashed into tense flesh, from the hem of his little shorts to about 2 inches above his knee.

These "disciplines" for him were always the same. Always lots of pain, and always a cold cruelty from his Mistresses. He cried out in agony, incoherently as the thigh whipping continued

"Eeeech, owwwww...!"

Sarah just giggled then lashed his burning leg again

So it continued until eventually he couldn?t hold his leg up any more and he staggered putting down his foot, trying desperately to keep his balance and some composure.

As soon as his right foot touched the floor he felt a new particularly vicious sting right across the back of that leg almost just behind his knee, and he heard Miss Sarah just shout again in her coldest voice ?UP? !

Yelping like a wounded puppy and trying to lift his knee again he was almost begging.

"P..Pleease miss.." he started to stutter but as soon as he started to say it there was a fresh line of fire across the front of his thigh, and She just shouted at him

"SILENCE ... SLUT!"

And so it began again.

Now again, and again he felt the crop cutting and slashing across the tortured young flesh of his thigh.

Remorselessly she kept whipping the boy?s upper leg either on the front when still raised or across the back whenever he could no longer stand on one leg, and had to put it down.

Ten times, 15, 20 ? she seemed truly determined to really blister his vulnerable and lean thighs.

Losing his balance, again and slowly his composure as this thigh whipping continued, his right leg slowly exploded again and again, into a fiery searing agony.

After about 10 more vicious cuts from the stinger across his tenderised thigh he could barely keep his knee up and he was now almost sobbing and grunting in agony

She had been completely ignoring his childish gasps and pleas and

had only been using that one command word - "UP" - whenever he could not hold position

Now as his right foot touched the floor in desperation again for the umpteenth time she eventually paused and watched him panting and whimpering for a while.

He was close to real tears and genuine begging by now, and she knew it. This youth, who once thought he was so big and macho, was soon going to be begging her for mercy and would soon be weeping and crying his eyes out like the little bitch he really was.

Yes, she thought as she enjoyed his obvious distress, this boy was going to be brought to his knees in abject misery begging and pleading with her before very soon.

The thought excited her, along with the power she knew she held over him. Her own panties were already damp with her excitement and power.

She had planned this for a long time and her plans involved the complete destruction of his male psyche.

She was really going to break him, body and spirit this day.

In her room she had several vicious little toys that she was anxious to try out on him including a very large strap-on dildo and he was going to feel its full fury within him, very soon. But only after she had already completely crushed him and obliterated his spirit so she could replace it with something new and to her liking.

She knew that later this very day when he had already screamed himself hoarse and had no more tears to shed, when even a slightest breeze across his tortured flesh was absolute agony for him, only then would she be satisfied with this initial phase of his discipline.

Then, just when he was sure he could take no more, she planned to take him into her room and the deepest hell he had ever dreamt of.?

Yes then and only then, would she take him to her lair and violate him again and again quite mercilessly long and very savagely till very late and well into the night.

These thoughts and plans filled her head as she regarded the wretch before her. But first things first.

After waiting for just a few moments she watched him and saw him look at her pleading for mercy with his rapidly watering eyes. She merely smiled coldly at him then casually walked in front of him and stopped to stare into the tears of pain and humiliation now filling his eyes.

He knew too because he could feel it that his young cock was trying to erect as it often did during these ?little? thigh whippings and chastisements.

Under his tight little shorts and frilly panties his penis was aching, burning and burgeoning, but now too it was starting to hurt badly as the teeth in the KTB restrainer started to really bite into his young flesh.

It was so unfair, she was so unfair, even life was unfair.

He so hated to cry and weep in front of Miss Sarah, partly because she obviously enjoyed seeing his tears flow so much, and he never liked to give her the pleasure, so it was doubly shaming to him as she stood there looking up at his obvious distress and discomfort waiting for the salty tears to really start flowing.

Now looking deep into his rapidly watering eyes she just mockingly and coldly smiled,

He knew then that there would be no mercy from her.

?Poor baby? she taunted him, before stepping to his other side , and he felt the crop now rubbed up and down across his other thigh.

He knew what was coming.

His mouth grew very dry as he again felt the tap tap tap and heard her word "UP!"

So she began again on his other thigh, with much the same results. The same burning stripes again and again deep into tender boiling flesh, the same cold commands from her and the same viciously hot pains across the fronts, and the backs of his long, bare thighs.

As he was forced to raise his left knee now and his thigh whipping continued, he started to yelp again, then started to sob out in agony.

She just ignored him, and continued in the same cold manner.

?UP?

?UP?

?UP? was her only word each time a particularly nasty slice from the stinger made him momentarily put his leg down.

After another 20 or so more stinging cuts he almost completely lost his balance, and fell to the floor, panting and now sobbing incoherently.

He was rolling over and frantically trying to rub out the sting from his sore legs. Both of his long bare thighs were really stinging and burning very badly now.

From the short hems of his tiny shorts all the way down to his knees his once tanned and athletic young legs were a mass of welts which had given way to many throbbing crimson and purple stripes.

She just stood over him flexing the crop between her hands and coldly looking down at him and admiring her handiwork.

Through his agony he heard her voice, above him, cold and dripping with malice: "I don't believe boy that I gave you permission to move out of position did I?"

Then he struggled to get up and back into position panting in short breaths, and whimpering now. "Nooo... Ma'am pleeease.."

As the first real tears now rolled down his cheeks and he started to snivel and sob, through his tears and humiliation he saw her smile as she stepped in front of him and grabbing a handful of hair she wrenched his head back and almost spat in his face

"Tears already SLAVE?" she mocked. "Not quite such a big man now are we? Well? NO! You?re just a little cry-baby aren't you? A worthless little bitch-boy.

And then she added, ominously: ?If you knew boy what I have planned for you later this will all seem like a picnic, or a walk in the park. And in case you thought your little thigh whipping was now over I can tell you now that NO, I'm not finished with your thighs yet BOY... Oh no, not by a long ways!"

To make her point clear she briefly stepped back and forcefully slashed again at the fronts of both his legs with her whip? making him squeal and scream in pain then as he calmed down she??

began tapping his right leg again and just said ?UP!?

Moving to his side again she coldly told him: ?Get those hands on your head, now boy! You can cry me a river now, you little bitch because I think we?ll start all over again!?

The next 30 minutes were pure hell for the distraught bleating and weeping youth as once again She thrashed his thighs all over the previous welts till not one inch of thigh flesh was left untouched by the crop.

First one and then the other thigh was devastated as welts landed on welts and he went from crying in earnest to then screaming out at the top of his lungs for mercy - all to no avail.

A few times he thought he would faint or collapse and 3 more times he did drop to the floor screaming and writhing in agony.

Each time it was the same though ? she calmly waited for his hysterics to subside then made him get back up and into position.

Mercilessly then and without any pity she thrashed the wretched boy with the stinger crop.

Eventually she stopped, and admired her work, as she regained her breath.

Now the entire skin surfaces of both his long thighs between his short shorts and knees were bright crimson with some very angry and swollen welts criss-crossing them.

A few flecks of blood even showed where some of the juiciest welts had been split open by her attack.?

She absolutely loved the sight and the defeated look in his wet face,? his tear-soaked cheeks and bloodshot eyes.

"Well boy,? she coldly informed him, ?I think that takes care of your? sock being down but now we must address the small matter of you being in here without permission."

As she said this, his brain could hardly comprehend what she was saying. It was not over, and he knew he could expect a lot more pain at the hands of this vixen.

"Hmmmm I think I will have you across the back of that big empty leather armchair now with your cute little butt stuck up in the air for me, so go over there and drape yourself over it with your head in the seat while I go find a nice whippy CANE... now boy...MOVE!"

The teenager?s face turned pale and he wanted to beg again but the look on Sarah's face stopped him cold. What's the point anyway he thought and he turned tearfully then staggered painfully over to the chair.

As he reached the chair back he leaned over it and held the front edge. It was a big leather recliner, and his feet barely touched the floor with the top digging into his waist , and pushing his buns up he still felt the throbbing and burning in his thighs.

As he lay there now with his head almost in the seat upside down like that he thought about unfair everything was, and he started to sob fresh tears.

Sarah soon came back swishing a nasty looking length of rattan cane in her hand making it swoosh , and sending shivers up his spine.

"Well child," she said, "I think I am going to really hurt you now with this so you better save some tears and say some prayers."

He really hated it when she spoke down to him like he was a 10-year-old or something.

But even as he knew she was approaching him he felt again the urgent throb of his cock in its restrainer.

"I think 6 across the backs of your legs should work for starters don't you?"

He whimpered and gasped.

"No?" she continued. "OK then bitch, we'll make it 12 and I want you to count them out loud for me and then say? 'Thank-you Miss Sarah may I have another'.... don't lose count boy or move, or we will start again. Oh, and by the way boy that's going to be 12 across EACH leg, so it?s 24 in all ! "

Before he could digest what she just said there was a swishing , and the backs of his legs exploded in pain.

"Owww Ohhh Eghhh Noooo!!" he shouted then recovered himself sufficiently to sob out before it was too late,?One, ooh, thank-you? thank-you Miss Sarah may....sob.. I have another? Eeggh"

"Certainly my little slut!" Sarah laughed and then adding "And here it comes!?

Again the swishing sound right before the agonizing impact.

The boy almost jumped up at that one , and gritted his teeth , and held the chair even tighter..sobbing

"Oww, two, thank-you, thank-you Ma'am, Ohhhh please may I have another?"

She continued to cane him slowly, methodically taunting him as she did so.

"Louder boy, I can?t hear you! Oh, now that one won?t count because you jumped up....so here it is again , and remember no moving..

Ouch even I felt that one boy...just look at that juicy weal!...let?s see if I can match it, here.... No that?s NOT what you say... you really are a ditz aren't you boy? I bet you won?t be sneaking in here again will you, you little freak? Ooops, I nearly got your balls with that one didn't I? Yeah right up into your shorts? No,That was not number 15 boy so you get it again ... that's better, number 11 , and this is 12!.. Wow that has got to hurt. No moving boy, I told you...ooops that?s another one I've got to re-do."

It went on like this for an eternity for the boy... he was wailing , and screaming by the time she got to 19 , and she was merciless in requiring him to count, thank her, and beg her for the next.

Five times she had had to repeat strokes by the time she got to 24 because he moved too much...jumped up or kicked his heels out to try and ease the burning.

He was weeping constantly by then almost hysterically, and biting the chair cushion trying to maintain some kind of sanity and trying desperately to wish away or ease the pain that now wracked his legs.

"There boy that should teach you to be in places you don?t belong.

Don't go away little slut I'll be right back," she mockingly laughed as she almost skipped out the door leaving him a wretched blubbering mess still draped over the chair.

He hoped it was over yet something still told him to stay put as he sobbed his heart out.

Eventually he heard her return.

"Now you dirty little slut look at the mess you are making all over that cushion with your pathetic tears , and that gross drooling snot... Ewwww stop blubbering boy.

?Where were we? Oh yes, I remember ? now your punishment would be over except that when I caught you, you had your grubby little nose in Ms Helen?s papers, and we just can?t have you snooping can we, so to finish up our little bit of fun I am now going to......cane your buns like the naughty little tyke you are!

?But first, I think I will remove your little shorts, and panties, since they may give you a little more protection than you deserve and I really want you to feel these next strokes! Anyway, like the old saying goes, and those thighs can attest to ... it?s just so much better on the bare flesh!?

He could only whimper at her words.

She reached around and undid them then started tugging his tiny shorts down his sore thighs.

"Oh my what lovely panties you have on dear ? one minute.

What?s this? In your pocket??

She reached inside the back pocket and found that item that had started this whole thing.

There was silence in the room for a few moments that felt like an eternity to him.

"What the fuck??

All at once everything changed.

She had grabbed his hair and was wrenching back his head.

"Just what the fuck are you doing with this?" she shouted.

"I, I found it ...? he started to cry again both from the pain but more from a fear that gripped him now like a vice and shook his psyche.

"You STOLE it didn?t you boy? Well, DIDN?T you??

"No Ma'am! I.." he tried to blurt out but it was too late.

"You lying little slut!? she shouted. ?If you thought what?s just happened hurt you bad my young bitch boy, well just you wait till I REALLY get started on you!"

She had thrown his head back , and was now on her cell phone.

"Hello, Helen? Yes, it?s me. Listen, I have just caught our slave stealing from me. What? Yes, stealing! You know that bracelet I was on about last week? Well I just found him with it in his pocket and guess where he was... Yes, in your room snooping through your personal shit. OK, thanks I will see you in a bit."

She snapped the cell phone shut , and glared at the distraught youth.

"OK, little thief boy are you in trouble now! Helen is on her way back here and she don't sound happy!"

The boy was devastated. Why had he forgotten about that damn bracelet and put it in his pocket? Now he was caught in a trap from which there was no good way out.

It was all so unfair and he could hardly believe the trouble he was in. Things were going to get a lot worse now for him. Much worse.

He was in a daze now and heard her threaten him again.

"We have some time before she gets here boy, so I think I will cane you again now to help you remember how you stole that bracelet from my room then confess to us both once she's here and she can decide on the proper punishment for a thief.

?I do hope she is really going to make an example of you and I will get to watch.

He was trapped.

Putting his head in his hands, he burst into a new flood of tears.

Sarah just eyed him cruelly and smirked.

Her trap had been sprung and she now had the wretched boy exactly where she wanted him. Broken, snivelling like a baby, and completely at her mercy.

She had found the bracelet 2 days ago but had wanted to teach the boy a lesson for his past disrespect to her.

She knew he'd find it where she planted it and his own stupidity and naivety had done the rest.

Watching the wretched youth tremble, and shake, crying his heart out in his tight and frilly panties aroused her to new heights of ecstasy

Waves of passion overwhelmed her again and again and now soaked her own panties.

She was in heaven and did not want it to stop.

At last, as her passion slowly subsided and she calmed down she knew she had won.

Standing there, and smiling cruelly, she reached again for the cane.

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Love is ancient. Love being the reason to become married isn’t. Marriage was an arrangement for dowries, that is property in one form or another. For kings and nobles, the dowry was most often a treaty, of tribute, trade, or peace (in order to protect property). Their daughters were held as ransom, guarantees, under the pretense their parents cared what happened to them. This presented a problem for the aristocratic husband. Their wife could still well have loyalty to their father, mother,...

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Aether Guardians

The Five Kingdoms of Arstoria had been embroiled in the Great Ancient War for centuries. The war came to an end when Kalace, the Wizard King conquered the five lands and brought them under his rule. Kalace, the Wizard King of Arstoria, conquered all of his opponents who were unable to deal with his overpowering magic. When Kalace had united the five kingdoms, he brought peace to the warring kingdoms and was revered and celebrated by his later generation. Kalace, however, had a dark weakness in...

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Woah, did Motherless.com get a facelift? I know I suggested it in my review, so I guess they listened to me! Well, I’m not going to brag too much about it, and instead, I’m going to focus on what I’ve set out to bring you today. We’re looking at an amateur website, and I just know that many of you are begging for amateur creampie content, so that’s what we’re looking at. I know how much you think Motherless can look sickening and pretty gruesome at times, but the creampie content can be quite...

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I browsed the horror stash at Motherless all morning, and now I don’t know if I should jack off or go hide in the closet until the danger has passed. Then again, hiding out might give me the perfect opportunity to rub one out in the peace and safety of the dark. Who knows who—or what—might be peeping in the windows with nefarious intent if I sit at my desk and shake my dick at the screen. Just like when I masturbate at the local Starbucks, I’ve got to be sure to balance the potential pleasure...

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Incest porn has been a staple of pornography since the very first incel caveman realized that he couldn’t find fresh pussy out and about. He resorted to sniffing a whiff of his mother’s loincloth when she wasn’t looking, and beating his old cave meat into a leather sock.Now personally I’m not into the whole mommy-son dynamic – I’m a classy guy. But it’s no secret people like to get freaky when the lights go out, and if you’ve got a stiffy in your hand and you’re on Motherless, you gotta go...

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Absinthe Makes the Heart Grow Fonder

Thanks to my usual cast and crew of Editors and Advance Readers, most of whom prefer to pretend that they don’t know me and wisely wish to take no responsibility for any part of my addled writings... Il n’est rien de réel que le rêve et l’amour - Nothing is real but dreams and love (from Le Coeur innombrable, IV, Chanson du temps opportun by Anna de Noailles) She was my one true mistress and ever faithful lover, my Green Lady and guardian of my dreams and now that I was back home...

Thea Chapter Four

When the car with Jake in it became a dot on the horizon, Thea turned to go back in the house. Suddenly Floyd appeared. “Mrs. Thea, how you be?” Smiling, she knew immediately what he wanted. He had that look and a glance at his crotch confirmed it. The imprint of his cock was prominent as it pushed against the material. “Looks like everyone is gone.” Floyd said. His eyes looking out over the farm. “Yes, I am by myself for at least the next few days.” She replied in an...

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“Well, hell,” Thea said as she wiped the beads of perspiration from her face. “I guess ‘spring’ is here, huh?” “Yeah. It’s supposed to be cooler at higher elevation,” I replied. We took a few minutes in the shade by the rocks before rejoining our boyfriends. The four of us had driven up into the pass to hike. According to the weather report, the last coolness of a fading winter was supposed to continue through mid-week, but they were wrong. Actually, from our view from Eagle Point, where we’d...

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Ah, motherless, here we are again. A site known for offering such a variety, that no matter how fucked up your needs are, there is a high chance that you will fulfill them here. However, I am not here to blab about the site in general; I am here to talk about one particular category, interracial. As for those who want to know more about the site, there is a whole different review on my website instead.As for those who came here to learn more about that interracial lovemaking, I got your back....

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Theos LIfe as a Weresquirrel

Theo had been changing into the squirrel too much, he knew that now... as a pulse of heat raced through his body from his groin. He realized that he shouldn't have come to the office.He had been spending most of his days at the squirrel in his home deep in the countryside. Teleworking most of the time, as the squirrel he felt no need for clothes, his heavy furred balls resting between his thighs as his paws raced over the keyboard. The sharp claws on his paws clattering loudly as he typed,...

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Motherless Scat

It’s time to go to the land of chocolate fountains and golden showers. That’s right. Scat, piss, shit, and every fluid in between. Ever fuck a chick in her ass and freak out when you see that little bit of shit on your dick? Then I’m sorry to say that scat isn’t for you buddy. Were you the only one of your friends that saw two girls one cup and didn’t get grossed out? If so, it’s time to celebrate it! Don’t get pissed off, get pissed on! Scat porn has the craziest, kinkiest chicks and dudes...

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I’m not saying anything controversial when I say men love seeing women naked. It’s a fact of life as fundamental as gravity. It’s a force of nature that cannot be stopped by beast, man, or God. It’s an eternal truth and a divine mandate. As sure as the sun will rise, men will attempt to view as many women naked as they possibly can. Any man not doing so is either a sad or a gay one.This means that any woman a man sees regularly is mentally stripped down during every interaction. If any women...

Absinthe Dreams

‘To me it’s not really a green. When I think green, I think of grass. That’s more like lemonade color.’ Erica’s nose was far too close to the glasses for my taste. Pouring the nearly clear absinthe over the rough-cut, cane-sugar cubes I favor, I tapped my spoon for a second to get her to back up. I wished I had my full setup here like I have at home, my Absinthe fountains water drippers are missed when I began to try and slowly pour water over the sugar cube. ‘Don’t you light it on fire?’ she...

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Have you ever heard about a wonderful site called “Motherless”? I have a feeling that was a dumb question, of course, you fucking have. Well, I am here to talk about Motherless, but I shall also pay special attention to their Arab category. If you think Arabian sluts are hot, well you are in for a tasty treat, believe me.First, I should probably warn you that the name of this place comes from the fact that their content might be a bit too hardcore or questionable for some of you. Back in the...

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Fuck yeah, life’s a bitch! So here I am, awake at 3:45 AM, after dreaming I was fucking this freaking hot MILF neighbor with heavy boobs, a flat tummy, a nice bubble butt, and sexy long legs. It was all hot and steamy, up until when she was sucking me off and just as I was about to obliterate her cute face with hot cum canon, my dream cut right off and I woke up with a tent on my pajamas.That dream ain’t coming back, but damn it! I sure gotta cum, so I boot up my laptop and type “cum facial” in...

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The Bracelets

After three years of war peace had come to the Kingdom of Valark. Tonight, was Lady Seranna’s wedding night. She was supposed to have married Prince Thelrian, but he had fallen in battle. So, she had married his younger brother Prince Nelralan instead. Seranna was an elf as was her husband. She had lived 21 years while he had lived 15. In the time they had known one another, they had gotten along splendidly. Although Nelralan felt that Seranna saw him as nice little brother instead of as a...

Thea

Und draußen schallte wieder Punkmusik aus dem Ghettoblaster – von der Eisenbahnunterführung bis zu seinem Haus! Punks und Skater hingen da ab. Das war diese Art von Jugendlichen, die ihren Eltern das Leben schwer macht , die von Arbeit nichts hielten, sich an keine Regeln hielten, ständig auf Party machten. Die soffen viel zu viel und kotzten dann in irgendeine Ecke. Denen bedeutete doch nichts und niemand etwas. Wahrscheinlich nahmen sie auch Drogen und trieben weiß-Gott-was mit...

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Absinthe 2 The Absinthe of Malice

Absinthe 2: The Absinthe of Malice By Morpheus The flight from Seattle to Boston had been extremely long and uncomfortable, even with the two hour delay in Chicago where I got to stretch my legs and change flights. My book had given me something to do during the countless hours in the air, though admittedly, Collin had been my largest savior from boredom. The two of us had ended up talking for over half the flight, and by the time we finally landed, I was even starting to consider...

Thelma and Me Summer of 65 part 2

After tea on the Friday evening Thelma stopped me as I was going into upstairs to my room. Her eyes looked wild and her breathing was heavy. “I’m going to a party,” She said in a low voice, “do you want to watch me getting undressed?” I nodded like a puppet. “Wait in my room…I’ll be up in five minutes.” I skipped up the stairs two at a time! I nervously let myself into my sister’s bedroom. I’d been in many times before – borrowing her dirty knickers and stuff to use...

ETHELS DISCOMFORT 4

Harry and Rob sat in the local pub in their usual spot in the corner by themselves. They were having a discussion about what to do with Ethel. Rob has been adamant that he wants to hang Ethel by her ankles and butcher her. Harry strongly disagrees with him. Harry is convinced that if he talks to Ethel he can persuade her not to go to the authorities and they will be able to use her the same way the other men. Rob agrees to try Harry's way first but he says" if she wants to argue I'm going to...

ETHELS DISCOMFORT 3

kEthel sat with her tits nailed to the work table. Her tits were swollen to twice their normal size from the beating they had received from Harry and Rob and the axe handle. Ethel sobbed both from the pain and the feeling of despair and hopelessness. She knew she would not be able to sweet talk the men into letting her go without anymore abuse. Harry and Rob arrived and again Ethel begged and pleaded with them to let her go. The men laughed and told her they still had a few more things they...

Thelma and her brother

Note : This story is completely fictional!In nineteen forty six Thelma Lou Anderson was married with three kids. Linda was the oldest. She was sixteen. Guy and George was ten and Guy seven. Thelma owned a beauty shop in Kansas City. She suspected her husband Lawerance was cheating on her again. She followed him one day when he thought she was at work and saw him go into a house. A woman opened the door and he went in. That was all the proof she needed. She went home and packed her suitcase and...

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